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Drug High

Me: ‘Hey mei. I found this. Wanna tell me what it is?’

The piece of aluminium foil with a burnt spoon on top of a wet tissue couldn’t be any more obvious about what my little sister was addicted to. She ran towards me and snatched the ‘kit’ away, making a rush for the door I stood at. I grabbed her by the arm before she could destroy the evidence and threw her onto the bed, where she curled up into a ball.

Within seconds, she was shivering and tearing up, as if I was going to hit her. After all, I am still her brother and would never hurt her. There was no way I could ignore it though, fully aware that she will need to quit before our parents found out.

Me: ‘Mei. You will need to quit this as soon as possible. I will help you.’
Mei: ‘How?’
Me: ‘I don’t know. If need be, I will accompany you as often as I can.’

As a brother, I knew there was no way she would do drugs on her own. Perhaps it was peer pressure? Or just simply tricked into it. She jumped into my arms while I was deep in thoughts, and wiped her tears with my shirt.

Mei: ‘The drugs help me to relax. That’s why I took it. You are no longer around after you started working, and I am stressed from school.’

‘Silly girl‘, I whispered to her as I embraced her, patting her back like how I always did when she felt down. I slid down to the bed to let her lie down and asked her where she kept her drugs. Pointing to a drawer above our heads, I pulled it open to see a packet of white powder.

Me: ‘Have you taken any today?’
Mei (whispering): ‘No.. ‘

Beside the zip lock was a new spoon, and a lighter.

Me: ‘Kor will quit with you.’

Sitting upright, I spilled some of the white powder into the spoon and held the lighter under it, flame hissing ferociously to melt the compound. Once it started bubbling, my little sister rolled a blue note into a straw.

Mei: ‘Breath it through your nose.’

She took over the spoon emitting green fumes and I blocked one of my nostrils, inhaling through the two dollar note up my respiratory organ. In an instant, a light-headed sensation lifted me from my bed and I fell backwards onto the pillow. She took a few breaths of her own and after the spoon was set down, a kiss from her filled my cheeks up with the fumes. Breathing through my mouth, a slight burn travelling down my throat and into my lungs, where I believed I was spinning from euphoria.

Mei: ‘Nice right?’
Me: ‘This is the last time you will use it.’
Mei: ‘I understand.. ‘

She continued kissing my weak lips and sat on top of me, slightly excited about the silly pact we made – to quit together. Her cold hands ran up from under my shirt and over my ribs. The chill was felt in its full power from the effects of the drug, amplifying every contact she made.

She rolled down my body after a while and tucked her hand into my shorts, feeling my cock without any protection of my underwear. Surely, I did not expect her to do that in our own house. The erection came swiftly as she caressed my rod, stroking it up and down as my shorts was lowered with her toes.

When she placed my arm over her belly, my fingers scoured under her old t-shirt for her clit and began work immediately. I didn’t even realised there was supposed to be panties or shorts under it. Rubbing that sweet spot made her moan into my ears, stirring up the deadliest sin ever. ‘Keep going kor, it feels good’, her hand moved faster to make me increase my speed. My mind was just filled with moans and groans from both of us, arms locked in a pleasure exchange.

It did not take long before Mei picked herself up and staggered on top of me, pulling her long shirt off and sliding downwards against my weak resistance. For her, it was as simple as holding my hands down. Her wet pussy lips sent a cold shiver up my spine and before it could reach my head, an overwhelming rush of heat soothed the coldness. My dick was sliding into her pussy slowly, and there was no need to go in-and-out to get my full length inside.

Mei: ‘Ahhh Kor.. you are so big.. ‘

Not wanting to let her do all the work, especially after I had regained some of my soberness, I used all of my strength to roll ourselves over, and the smiling surprised look of hers made me felt at ease.

Mei: ‘Kor, are you going to.. arghh.. ‘

Her legs wrapped themselves around my waist as I jerked my hips, forcing my way into her deepest spot. She could not speak and words properly after I started pounding her, merely mumbling with hiccups-like noises as her body was knocked around.

I could feel her pussy contracting as time passed, sealing my cock into a tight spot that I was certain I was stuck in a vacuum. Never did I thought of playing with her boobs in this position fearing that I might just break her ribcage. Panting, the cloudiness of pleasure and excitement was disrupting my sanity.

Mei (panting): ‘Kor.. doggy?’

She said those words with her eyes closed, making me confused about her state of consciousness. We stopped fucking for a while as I closed her legs together, and raised her ass up. Her knees slid into place under her body and her shaking arms couldn’t pick her chest up.

Seeing how much she was enjoying it, I poked my cock slowly and heard her let off a soft moan. ‘Mei, I’m going to start’, a momentarily squeeze on my cock acknowledged my attack. I grabbed her waist in my palms and thrust deep into her, slamming our hips together in a dirty slapping noise.

Mei (shouting): ‘Fuck me hard kor! This feels better than the drugs.’

Well, the same thought was running through my mind. The hypnotic effects had worn off completely and we were moving on our own terms. Energised, horny and unsatisfied, we were head over heels with our new method for rehabilitation.

Unable to hold onto my own load from shooting into the suffocating hole anymore, my muscles were ready for the explosion.

Me (groaning): ‘Mei.. I.. I’m going to cum.’

I abruptly yanked my cock out before the point of no return and she speedily turned onto her back. Her hands on my hips guided me to her chest area and her long, slim fingers went back to my dick massage. Coupled with her mouth, loud slurps blew my mind into smithereens as she worked her tongue around the tip, trying to wriggle into my pee hole.

‘Fuck’, was the last word before she slipped her lips down my cock, going all the way past the zero point. My hips involuntarily thrust a few times into her face as the hot cum squirt non-stop, spilling some out of her lips while trying to contain them.

A full minute was all it took to drain me of my life force and I collapsed on the bed after she licked my cock clean. Mind overworked from the drug and sex, darkness was overcoming my vision quick.

Mei (whispering): ‘Kor.. I love you’

She blurted out her last thought and dozed off before me, naked and looking better than recent days. Sex to replace drugs.. is it really a cure or a new addiction?

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Office to Bed

This entry involves pee-play. Please proceed with caution.

A smile appeared across Wen’s face when she felt a finger rubbing on her clit, opening her eyes slowly to the glaring sunlight from the windows. She tried to move her arms but found out they were tied together, but there was no immediate shock to her yet. After a deep breath and opening her eyes fully, Melissa’s bikini-clad body almost made her giggle out loud.

Wen: ‘What are you wearing? Untie me first.’
Melissa: ‘Later la. We have something planned for you.’

She was Wen’s supervisor and also best friends in the company, and her clique was well-known to play pranks on fellow colleagues. Wen could not move anywhere with her tied wrists (to the bed frame) and knees opened with a spreader bar, but the level of trust she had in her supervisor made her think that it was just a quick prank they played on her.

Melissa’s fingers did not stop moving as Wen woke up to her senses, partly weakened from her constant rubbing. The room was clean except for the bedding and a lamp that hung from the wall above the bed. After a while of getting her really wet, Melissa left the room and let Wen looked out of the door.

To her horror, three of her male colleagues were tied up and blindfolded, only able to hop around. Two ladies from Melissa’s clique had those electric fly swatter in their hands and were shocking the guys while giving them instructions.

Clara (from afar): ‘Alvin, follow Melissa.’

He jumped in the direction where Melissa turned him towards and into Wen’s room he went. Clara commanded the rest of the guys to stay still and joined the two slaves they had restrained. After getting Alvin to sit on the bed, the commanding ‘officers’ went to each of them and covered their mouths with a handkerchief. The pinching of Wen’s nipple made her gasp a full breath of the pungent, super glue-like scent and it knocked her out weak on the bed.

Alvin put up a little more fight before he collapsed, and they snipped away his underwear, leaving them naked a few feet away from each other. Melissa stayed in the room and took a seat in front of the bed, as if expecting to watch what would happen.

First, it was Alvin who rotated his body upwards to relieve his weirdly, reddish erection. Wen was looking through her eyelids and could feel something awakening in her body. A sudden wave of wetness began lubricating her pussy and her nipples poked into the air painfully, begging to be relieved of an itch. Her clit was especially sensitive to the cold air from the conditioning unit and a chilling vibe was pulsating through her spine.

As Alvin felt around the bed for space to rest, his hand touched Wen’s feet and sent a electrifying wave through her leg.

Wen: ‘Alvin.. here.’

He moved his grip up her calf and stopped just before her pussy. Estimating at his best, he laid next to Wen and could barely speak from the suffocating drug he breathed.

Alvin (breathlessly): ‘Wen?’
Wen (breathlessly): ‘Yeah. It’s me. Can you scratch down there for me?’
Alvin: ‘You’re itching there too?’

He blindly made his way to her feet and carefully began massaging her clit, and his hips found where her toes were.

Alvin: ‘Help me too.’

Using her feet, she clamped his dick between her toes and moved up and down, channeling some form of comfort so he could focus on relieving her agony. As seconds passed, her nipples were hurting more and Alvin was feeling worse from the unbearable itch. It was as if an insect bite that would cause one to scratch till they bleed.

Wen: ‘My nipples. My nipples. Please.’

He felt her spreader bar and moved her feet up into the air, until the bar went behind his back. Using his mouth, he nibbled on her nipples in turns, while his fingers continued to masturbate her clit. Soon, Alvin expressed frustration from his lack of ‘scratching’, bringing his cock dangerously close to Wen’s pussy.

Alvin: ‘Can I put it in? I’m going crazy with the itch.. ‘

He waited for a few seconds and it was silence he heard. Unable to hold himself back, he poked his tip into her pussy and the wet environment took some pain away. Wen was feeling better too, when she realised that it was actually inside her pussy that needed attention. No wonder it didn’t feel right though he was rubbing her clit.

Almost in missionary position, he went all the way into Wen’s pussy and a moment of sigh told them of their relieve. Still, the discomfort returned and he began thrusting, pulling his dick along her vaginal walls that enjoyed the strokes. Her nipples felt better than and he laid flat on her body, jerking just his hips in the chained-and-locked embrace.

Wen: ‘Oh yes. Keep moving. It feels good.’
Alvin: ‘You’re getting tighter too.’

Suddenly, they heard Melissa’s voice and Wen’s mercy pleading.

Wen (moaning desperately): ‘NO PLEASE! No.. AHHH!’

She shocked Wen through her nipples and grabbed Alvin’s head over them. He resumed sucking on them and Wen dare not say another word when she hovered the swatter over his ass.

*Mmmm!*

He almost bit her nipples off when the first slap excited him. His hips went faster and the both of them was moaning to the hastened mind-fuck. Melissa executed strokes on his bum as they enjoyed themselves, transferring some of the electrical shocks into Wen as well through his penis. Somehow, Wen liked it when Alvin was shocked.

Alvin (shouting): ‘I need to pee badly!’
Melissa: ‘Then let it out!’

Wen’s face turned into horror when she felt a strong gush of hot pee flush into her pussy, exiting in a spray-like fashion over her stuffed cunt. Melissa started spreading and flicking his pee over their bodies with her hand, coating them in a disgusting coat of ammonia. Luckily, Alvin was a non-drinker and only had water the previous night. So there wasn’t any strong smell.

After he was done, he resumed pounding the exhausted girl’s pussy with increasing vigour, delivering orgasms to her sensitive clit and G-spot. When the next smack descended on Alvin, a more powerful jolt made them both groan. Water, pee, whatever bodily liquid, was a great conductor of electricity.

Melissa raised the spreader bar up and instructed Alvin to get out, which he did promptly in fear.

Melissa: ‘Turn over Wen. Or I will shock him.’
Alvin: ‘Please Wen! Please please!’

Wen did a two point turn with the toy prying her legs open and went into doggie, officially out of sight with what would happen behind her. It was nothing scary when Alvin tucked his legs under the bar, engaging them in doggie style without much escape route. Alvin automatically plunged his dick into her and granted Wen a mind soothing sense of security, knowing that they had no reasons to be punished.

Melissa: ‘Are you all the way inside? Is he?’
Wen and Alvin: ‘Yes yes.’
Melissa: ‘Good. Hold her hair.’

Wen tilted her head back to let Alvin catch hold of her permed ends, ready to be fucked in her rear. But unexpectedly, Melissa stuck the racket on his butt and did not take it off immediately. The initial trembling turned into a convulsion that made Alvin rammed his cock in deep and hard, repeating it to take the pain away. For Wen, her G-spot was receiving orgasm-level kind of sensation and just kept cumming in loud moans.

The ten seconds Alvin had been electrocuted felt like hours to him, and when his cock regained feeling, Wen was too tight to continue fucking. Nonetheless, he bit his lips and pounded the blissful looking girl, eyes shut to the impending orgasms that her contracted pussy was getting.

Melissa did not touch them anymore and let him worked, allowing the ‘natural’ pleasure of sex recover in their privates. Gradually, the forceful fucking slowed down to a stop and ended Wen’s buffet of climaxes.

Alvin: ‘I’m almost cumming Wen. Melissa, shock me if you must. But I’m not going to cum inside her.’

Melissa: ‘Good. Take it out.’

He left her dripping wet hole and stood away from the bed, only to scream when Melissa tapped his dickhead with the racket. Melissa left him standing there and returned with another two patches of handkerchief, giving one to Alvin in his face. Wen no longer had any strength after the mindless sex and breathed in willingly, falling asleep right after that.

When she woke up, it was afternoon and her clothes were back, as if untouched. Party-like noises came from outside the door and true enough, everyone was just eating and drinking.

Wen: ‘Hi Alvin.’
Alvin: ‘Hey Wen. You slept for so long. Eat this.’

Confused, she ate the sandwich from Alvin and went back to pack her bags for the check out in the late evening. About fifteen minutes later, Alvin swung the door open to Wen’s room and Melissa was in his arms.

Alvin: ‘Move your stuff away! This bitch needs to be punished.’
Wen: ‘Wait. You mean it’s real?’
Alvin: ‘No shit. That’s why I didn’t let you touch the food and served you all the way.’

They tied her up while the rest of the bedrooms got busy with the other two ladies. Alvin brought a handkerchief laid with the drug she used on them and let her breath in the sexual-inducing medication. In less than a minute, she was up and struggling, begging to be fucked for anything.

Instead of torturing her, Alvin turned his attention to Wen, whom did not resist when he gave her a kiss. Right before Melissa’s eyes, the pair of horny lovebirds started stripping each other, hands running all over cock, pussy and boobs. In front of her, they began with doggie-style, Wen moaning extra slutty as Alvin happily pounded her pussy sore.

It was a consensual trade of lust between them, having her feminine body pounded by a fit, young man who was more than capable to fuck properly. The senseless jerking of Wen’s body on her knees drove Melissa crazy and only after they changed to missionary, did Wen help Melissa at all.

On her back, she reached for the pussy of her ‘master’ and pinched her clit, which Melissa was totally alright with. Alvin did not disappoint Wen as orgasms disrupted her tempo masturbating her supervisor, screams joining the the other torture/ pleasure rooms.

Alvin (whispering): ‘wen! I’m gonna cum soon.. ‘

Wen gave the sex-droid a grin and guided him to Melissa, who was dying from desperation. As Wen went to her side to attack her nipples, Alvin raised her feet high up into the air. In a swift, he pierced into her raw and Melissa went near unconscious. Thanks to her nipples, she sobered up when Wen sank her fingernails into the peaks, shocking her awake.

Wen: ‘Alvin is going to cum into you now.. It will be over soon.’

Alvin heard his new instructions and went all out, ramming his cock in full length into the dominant bitch. After two minutes of intense, sweat sprinkling, the stud unleashed his cum with powerful jerks to her pelvis, filling her up till cum overflowed out of her tight hole.

Like a scratch that temporarily not itch, Melissa stayed quiet for a while, and the pair got dressed with much excitement from their revenge. Once Melissa was back to her crazy state, the two model colleagues stayed by her side, helping her out till she was back to normal.

Well, the three ladies no longer played pranks in the office, and Melissa grew attached to Alvin not long after, who was Wen’s boyfriend as well. Unlike most love-triangle, the couple now has a ‘slave’ to do their bidding.

What would such an experience do to you guys?

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Chocolate Cake

‘Hey Mandy!’, I called out to my poly classmate whom I had not seen but remained in contact with. The blue blouse, green chiffon skirt girl turned to see me in jeans and a backpack, carrying a small cake box with a cute ribbon on the top. ‘What are you doing here?’, I could almost see the disbelieving look when she popped that question.

There was no way I could forget her birthday that so close to mine, and working in a cafe had allowed me to buy a two-person serving of cake at a discounted rate. Yes, call me a cheapo. I opened the box in front of her and wished her happy birthday. Immediately, she clamped the palm sized chocolate tart in her hand and took a huge bite out of it. ‘You came at the right time! I’m so hungry’, there was none of that apologetic tone when she took another bite, licking her lips with her tongue in a gleeful mood.

‘Just as I was wondering what am I doing tonight. Thank you!’ Man, how much did I miss hearing her cheerful voice after so long. We continued walking in her direction to the bus stop, where the cake box was discarded without me tasting any of it. For that night, I did not reject her when she slipped her arm under mine, pulling me close to the familiar scent I remembered studying with her.

Seeing how most of the buses went past without her stopping any, I asked, ‘what bus are you taking?’ Instead of giving me a two or three digit bus, she told me she didn’t know. Almost soft to a whisper, she said, ‘I don’t really feel like going home so early. Let’s go for a walk around my place?’

Well, she doesn’t live far from me. We hopped on a direct bus to Bishan and sat on the upper deck, empty enough for us to sit at the longer chairs at the back. Leaning her head on my shoulder, I could tell how tired she was, be it work or life, to be stuck in the office on a birthday was bad enough.

‘Thank you again J’. She helped herself to wrap my arm around her neck and snuggled into my chest, smearing some of her makeup on my shirt. The grip on my wrist told me that she was awake, and might not even be napping. Slowly, she plastered my palm over her chest and on one of her boobs, definitely an A cup since a long time ago. Half kneading, I had to make sure she was okay with it.

Nonetheless, it has been two years since we met, despite the close times we spent during poly. As my fingers continued scraping the bra cups where I guessed her nipples were, she had an arm over my lap, clawing her nails across my denim jeans. We remained silent in that position till we reached her stop, and alighted as if nothing had happened. There was a sense of closeness though, a feeling that we both felt but not yet let go.

‘J. Here.’ She was a step into the flight of stairs I didn’t recognise as hers. Has she shifted house? I followed behind her and tried in vain to peep up her skirt. It was just too long. On the third level, a flight of stairs away from the lift, she straightened her skirt and sat down. ‘You stay here?’ I asked suspiciously. A confident ‘yes’ planted me on my butt, knowing that she was almost home after a wasted birthday-day.

Once seated next to her, she did the same thing with my arm again, wrapping it around her neck and over her chest. This time, she undid the first two buttons and slipped my hand into it, reaching straight for her nipples that I had made erect. ‘Keep playing with them’, the gentlest voice managed to twitch my cock awake while she brought both her hands to my jeans.

A minute or two later, my cock was out in the open and she had wetted it with some of her saliva. Right. As one of the prettier looking girl in my class, she was also known as the ‘bimbo’, who had a few boyfriends during our three year diploma course. That was as much respect as the rest of the class had for her, but I knew she was just feeling a void when not with someone.

With her handjob distracting me, I couldn’t resist going under her skirt and lowered her panties to her feet. The moisture on her underwear was thick and slimy, but it felt specially smooth to the touch. Upon touching her clit, she clung onto my shirt tighter and let off a sensual moan when I began circling the sweet spot.

For the next five minutes, I was pinch-rolling her nipples and giving her an external massage. She was drooling over my cock as she pumped that thick piece of meat, breathing in the salty scent from the mix of my pre-cum and saliva. Without further ado, my fingers slid easily into her pussy and her skirt became shorter once she opened her legs.

Whispering in my ears, a tickle came when she told me a little secret, ‘Chocolate always turns me on. It’s what my ex always give me before sex’. No wonder. Our pleasure exchange ended a while later and she was up on her feet, her hands holding her skirt on her waist while she stepped over my legs.

‘You can sit down you know? I don’t mind working out.’ It was only rightful to give the birthday girl a treat but she turned it down quickly. ‘I need to exercise after eating your cake, so don’t fight with me’. Indeed, a logical excuse I couldn’t refute. She used my thighs as a slide to lower herself over my cock, making cute expressions as her body relaxed to let me in. ‘When was the last time you did it?’, I asked when I saw how much agony she was in going down on me. In between deep breaths of air, she answered ‘last birthday’.

True or false? Does it matter? We knew each other very well and even more so when it comes to sex. Something told me she was safe to do it raw with. Once seated, she pushed me against the steps and rode me. That’s how she wanted it that night, so be it. Bouncing cherrily, the groans she made came out in a loud whisper while I was the one who moaned helpeless. Her high metabolism kept her body slim no matter how much she ate, and her pelvic bones joined in to make her extra tight.

Halfway through the intensifying sex, she lifted her bum off me and a powerful jet sprayed down my shaft. As soon as it was over, I was back inside her and a more demonic wave of energy caused her to grind me even faster. ‘Fuck man. I never squirt before with my ex.’, she held my shoulders down harder as she hopped, slamming herself down on my lap non-stop.

Being a guy, I couldn’t just enjoy at her expense. I hugged her tightly in my arms before leaning back down again, hands moving down her butt to keep her hovering on top of me. With that bit of distance between our privates, I thrust my hips up and down, repeatedly stabbing her pussy till she collapsed onto my chest. With space still available under her ass, I continued pounding her and that was when she squirted the second time.

Her head was next to mine when her body shook violently, juices leaking like a tap while her hips moved involuntarily with my dick still inside. Now even more breathless, she sat down on my groin and I picked her up, going to the corner of the stairwell where newly installed pipes served as a chair.

Setting her down dangerously on one of the cold steel rods, I stood in front of her to prevent her from falling forward. Both my hands went to her knees to spread them as far as I could and my dick penetrated her vulnerable state easily. This time, fucking in standing missionary, her juices dripped loudly onto the concrete floor.

The wall made no noise (compared to tables or bed) as I plundered her, driving her insane when she had yet another orgasm. ‘Mandy, I’m gonna cum soon’, a warning came about as I felt my end nearing. This girl was so special in the sense that her own fluid was as viscous as NuruGel, and I couldn’t stop myself even if I wanted. Perhaps I had over-indulged in myself.

Mandy climbed off the pipes and stood with her legs closed. She held my dick aimed towards the Y-shape she formed with her thighs and pulled my waist when I was still hesitating. Locked in embrace, we exchanged our first kiss that multiplied into tiny pecks, playfully spreading lips to let our tongues meet and ‘mingle’. My waist did not stop moving and simply thrust into that wet, man-made cave that was tingling my body’s worth of nerves with sensitivity.

‘Mmm!’, was all the sounds I could make when I felt my chamber loading, and she jumped onto me before I was ready. I hugged her tight to prevent her from slipping and my cock just pierced into her pussy, tighter than what I was fucking before. There was no turning back when the final descend on my cock triggered my ejaculation and fired into her uncontrollably. Waves after waves of cum poured into Mandy as I groaned, mind locked in a trance that took all my tiredness away.

As the cum shots slowed down, I moved her to back to the cold pipes and she let herself down when she shivered from the coldness. Going back to our flight of steps, she quickly grabbed her panties to clean me up, and shockingly wore them back once I was dried.

‘Good boy!’, she patted my head while I caught my breaths, totally owned by her amped up mood. As I leaned back on the steps again, she moved between my legs and returned to my dick, stroking and making it hard again. ‘Hey.. not enough ah?’, I asked in a hush-hush voice recovering from the lack of air.

‘Shhh!’, was the last sound she made before she took my cock into her lips, sucking it slowly and paying extra care to every area of it. Shutting my eyes and going into my world, I could picture her tongue caressing my rod all over. The amount of saliva she used had coated me in a warm and soothing manner, one I couldn’t say no to. Once I was all hard, she locked her jaws and went up and down robotically. Every stroke of her tongue caused me to twitch a little and when combined, I was at a loss holding onto the railings in despair.

Mandy did not spare me any mercy when she went deep throat on me, gagging herself while I enjoyed the extra hot treat on my cockhead. After a long five minutes of blowjob, she switched to a hand-blowjob combo and kept going till I whispered her another warning phrase.

Determined to make me cum, I let her execute her final moves and came into her mouth again, sparing no drops of cum as she sucked me dry. Now mentally drained and legs weakened, she licked my lifeless dick clean and helped me wear my clothes back, much like a girlfriend who just raped her guy.

We spent the next half an hour there, chatting and recuperating. It wasn’t before long that she has to go home, and I had to embarked on a scary walk through a park out to the main roads. Believe it or not, two years of separation suddenly shrunk to two half-an-hour – inside each other’s body.

Happy Birthday Mandy.

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In Passing

Shyan: ‘I need to go to the toilet first. Wait for me k?’

The ‘lian-ish’ 21 year old girl went into the ladies while I waited outside, mentally drained after an intense study session with her. The government subsidised course was designed for novice, but the short duration of it forced the teachers to speed things to a point comprehension was difficult for the clueless.

So, just two hours before our final test, we finished our revision and was about to head for dinner before the brain-wreaking hour and a half.

Shyan (Whatsapp): ‘Shit. Can you come in for a while? I fell and can’t get up.’

Upon seeing her text, I stuck the ‘Cleaning in Progress’ sign in front of the ladies and dashed right in, aiming for the last cubicle that was shut. I knocked hard and she unlocked for me to enter. When I saw her sprawled on the spacious tiled floor, I had no idea how someone her age could slip and not pick herself up.

I squatted down in front of her and she hugged my neck, slowly finding her balance as I pulled myself up. Once we were on our feet, she did not let go and started kissing my cheek, moving down to my neck that I immediately gave in to. There was no way to resist this ah lian in tight tank top and tiny shorts. My hands ran under her top and massaged my way up her small waist, to the glorious C cups under her bra.

For a ‘wild’ girl like her, the sweet fragrance from her body melted my mind and strangly, hardened my cock further that had long been eyeing her as a ‘sex object’. My pants came off quickly and her shorts did not stay on for long too, having difficulty only in yanking it down her legs. The sexy thigh gap was parted when I slid my hand down her belly, diving into the shamelessly small panties that did nothing more to hide the dragon tattoo across her pelvic area.

Once I had my fingers running up and down her clit, she was in heavy breathings with sensual moans. My cock was soon a toy in her palm, jerked up and down in the most careless manner. Well, that kind of sloppy, half-fuck handjob really did turn me on and my pre-cum was oozing non-stop. I just stood in front of Shyan who was leaning on one of the walls, but had one feet raised on top of the toilet seat. That was how I was able to finger her and still keep her stroking my cock.

Shyan (whispering): ‘I want to feel your cock inside me J.. ‘

I stomped on the seat cover with one feet as well and she got the message. Turning herself towards the wall, her ass stuck out begging for me and I easily found the slippery, wet hole with my cock. Helping myself to her pussy, I needed no cue to start thrusting into her sweet cave. The aching tightness did make me cringe for a while, but it disappeared as I went faster. Each stroke into her would force some of her juices out, as if I just broke through the water dam.

The poor girl just clutched onto my hands that were on her waist, powerful, rhythmic force driving her clothed chest up and down the wall. My hip was slamming her ass continuously and she was in charge of making desperate lewd noises her ‘ah lian’ status demanded of her. There was nothing comparable to be fucking a hot, skinny girl with a badass ink on skin, clearly a good-girl-gone-bad.

Her legs began to weaken when I engaged at my top speed, a few times slipping out of my grip but I managed to keep her balanced by pinning her closer to the wall.

Me (whispering): ‘You okay?’
Shyan (whispering): ‘You crazy ah? So much energy.. Take it out. I help you shoot?’

My dick exited the exhausted and sweaty girl, letting her sit comfortably on the bowl. She simply held my cock and used some saliva as lubricant, before jerking me off without any fancy skill. Besides that, she also used her tongue and lips to tease the my pee hole, which was quite a serene combo to my mind.

As time past, her mouth was slowly overtaking her hand and I was feeling more of her tongue, swooshing around my dick head and still feel her fingers toying with my balls. There was a sense of impending doom approaching, especially when she wrapped her arms around my hips. Ultimately, I was left groaning under her mercy when she took me deep throat, gagging and shoving her face bravely in my groin.

It took me less than three minutes before I came really hard into her mouth, so much that my vision went black but could still feel the breath-taking orgasm my cock was twitching about to.

When I returned my gaze to Shyan, her eyes were teary but the smile appeased my worried heart. Long strands of cum connected her mouth to my cock, and she slurped them up hungrily like noodles. The next thing I knew, she was talking to me as if swallowing was the easy way out. I still did not know how much she went through to be able to do these for guys.

Shyan: ‘Let’s go have dinner. I’m super tired now. You la!’
Me: ‘I make it up by treating you lo.’

We had our meals and took our tests, which she completed with more confidence unlike the previous one. After that, we took a bus to her place, for a little ‘celebration’ in the comfort of her house. ;)

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Breaking In a School Girl

Michelle: ‘Mr. Tay. Detention is over le.’

The NIE understudy was tasked with watching the detention class after a long day of lessons, only to be awkwardly woken up one of his secondary two student. A look at his watch showed him a timing where all school activities like CCA and remedial had to be ended, a perfect timing for him to go home.

Rubbing his eyes lazily, Michelle took the opportunity to flip through the common test papers he was marking but did not get too far before he slapped her hand away.

Andy: ‘Don’t ah. This is my homework.’
Michelle: ‘Please la ‘cher. See my score only. Good or not?’

He stretched his neck away from the stack and scrolled his thumb through the corners, until he lifted more of the A4 foolscap to see the name attached to her index number.

Andy: ‘Not really good. Can be better.’
Michelle: ‘Pass? Fail?’
Andy: ‘Fail.’
Michelle: ‘Shit man. My dad is going to hit me again.’

Surprised at the corporal punishment still given out, in particular to a girl her age. He slid her copy of the test out and looked through the pages, disappointed to see that there wasn’t any marking errors.

Andy: ‘I really can’t do anything. Can I talk to your parents for you?’
Michelle: ‘No thanks. It will only be worse. Really no marking errors ah? Can I do some other homework to add points to it?’

The mentally drained teacher had little energy left to think that deep and dropped his head over his folded arms, helpless at the state his average student was in. Michelle was the usual school girl like most of her peers. A little lazy, noisy, but studies as hard as the teacher taught. Missing homework and self-study was something Andy understood perfectly, which no child their age should be going through.

Andy: ‘I’ll stay with this marks for now. But don’t tell your parents yet. I will set another paper for you to do. Can?’

‘Can!‘, the bright eyed girl opened her arms and pounced on the listless educator, smothered by her liveliness that made her a popular girl in his class. The hug she gave lasted for a while and she was slightly rocking him on the chair, feeling her boobs giggling around on his shoulder-back.

Andy: ‘Okay okay. Go home and rest.’

Michelle was already in a dazed mode when he shooed her away, with her hand gliding down his stripped shirt to his belt buckle. Things were starting to go awry when she lifted her skirt up to ride on one of his thigh, grinding back and forth on her pussy.

Michelle (whispering): ‘You’re the first teacher to do that for me, and I.. have a crush on you.’

His pants came open and she violently wrestled his cock out. The attempts to cover his groin did not help after she cupped his palms on her breasts, about B sized for her young age. Andy gave no fight when faced with her ferocity and continued playing with her boobs while she jerked him, pumping that slab of meat while riding her orgasms out.

Michelle (panting): ‘Are you attached Mr. Tay?’
Andy: ‘Yeah.’
Michelle: ‘So you two have sex often?’
Andy: ‘Uh huh?’
Michelle: ‘I want you to have my first time. Can?’

The next thing he did was to get her off his lap and turned towards his sturdy table, neatly rearranged not to mess his papers up. Andy guided her carefully to rest her chest on the table top, and keep her legs spread as wide as possible.

Andy: ‘It’s going to hurt a little. But it will feel good after. Okay?’

The enthusiastic nod boosted his confidence and he started thrusting, poking his cock from the side of her panties, then deeper into his female student with each stroke. As her fists opened and closed, her vagina was expanded sideways to contain his thickness. Finally after half a minute, her clit touched something cold and when he pushed his balls against her, she realised he was completely buried inside her.

Michelle (whispering): ‘How does it feel ‘cher?’
Andy: ‘Nice and warm inside you.’

He pinned her nubile body down with one hand and grabbed her ass with the other. Ramming at high speed, Michelle’s mind went blank from the shock she received, both pain and pleasure intertwined. She could not see anything clearly and voices came and went like a slow-mo scene. As Andy kept on pounding her at a steady tempo, her vision began to align and the overwhelming warmth at her pussy was emitting flashes of electrical jolts through her spine.

Michelle (moaning): ‘I love it ‘cher! Fuck me harder.’

Her nipples were hard from the rub on her shirt, and pussy was nicely draped in a soaked pair of panties from his energetic humping. Among the manly groans he made, a subtle, juicy, slurping sound reminded her of her slutty character. Her pelvic bone had expanded just to accommodate his size and the aching stretch in her pussy was barely holding it together. For Andy, she was as unbearable too but the orgasms she had made a little more lubricant for him to go further.

Michelle: ”Cher.. I can’t take it anymore.. I’m going crazy.. ‘

He unleashed his final burst of energy and pounded her so hard the table moved from its original position. Her legs were almost on the body from the force and if he could see her expression, she was drooling and white-eyed from pleasure.

Andy: ‘Urghh! I’m going to cum!’

In a swift move, he pulled out of her and used her ass crack (and panties) to help ‘jerk’ himself off. It was almost five minutes till he came all over her bum, between the crack and most of it absorbed by her cotton panties. Andy placed her on a chair first before wearing his pants back, unaware of how sticky it felt when she sat down on his cum.

Michelle (breathless): ‘So can you bring up my marks now?’
Andy: ‘I guess I can.’

He placed her test paper right on the top as he tided his desk. While Michelle left school, Andy started his car to fetch his diligent student for some extra ‘lessons’. As far as he was concerned, she had become his little pet, always flooding their shared DropBox account with lewd videos to keep him hard. And almost everyday after school, they would drive to somewhere secluded and fuck their brains out before heading home.

To take the chance with the law and groom someone this young (14yo), would you guys take the risk?