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Absent Panties

Michael (shouting): ‘LIFT YOUR DRESS UP!’

Shivering in fear, the skinny, malnourished girl raised her clenched fist holding the edge of her partially see-through white dress, and a bare ass revealed itself without a hint of a g-string on it.

Michael: ‘You went out without panties again. You know where to stand right?’

His hand reached behind the sofa and a rattan cane with a yellow J handle appeared. Melissa held the centre of her dress in front of her stomach and turned herself sideways, between Michael’s legs. He tested the flexibility of the cane by making a few strokes in the air, each wave swooshing louder than the previous.

He casually pried one of her ass cheeks open and saw the silver buttplug intact, mentally reducing her sentence.

Michael: ‘Ready!’

*Piak*

He waited for three seconds for the pink line to show itself on her butt, and a snot of her nose came softly. The second and third took as long but his eyes were on her legs. He had held one of her thighs with his huge palm to keep her from moving, partly to swing his cane on the same line. The pain travelling up her spine merely multiplied as he counted to six, and a wet trail seeped into his fingers.

Michael: ‘I will increase the strokes if you do it again.’

She nodded with fear and turned towards him, holding the waistband of his shorts while he stood up. In a moment, he was naked and his closed legs signified only one thing. She climbed onto the sofa with one knee and went over his lap, pussy dripping clear, white liquid over his dick while she did that.

His dick gave her the first inch and the rest of it came when he pushed her hips down, flattening the sore ass on his legs. The pain could only be relieved by the pleasure that was shooting through her pussy, through a grinding motion that got her moaning.

Michael was pleased with her enthusiasm, riding his long dick while she eased the pain. Nonetheless, every second on her butt reminded her of why she went pantyless in the first place.

Michael: ‘Let’s change to doggy.’

The teary-eyed girl went on her fours on the sofa, senses too messed up to pay any attention to the TV. He forced his rod into her pussy and came in full contact with the freshly inflicted brusies, ramming continuously to her mixed cries.

A part of her was in pleasure, and the other kept fighting to tell her that the pain was more serious than getting fucked right then. Powerless, the pain mysteriously got ‘pulled’ into her pussy, amplifying the orgasms that came shortly after they got into doggie.

Each climax rendered her weaker as her chest touched the couch, ass bouncing his dick that was stabbing her non-stop. Tears started flowing more uncontrollably as he increased his speed, groaning in ecstasy at the expense of the abused little girl.

Michael (whispering): ‘Feeding time.’

She obediently crawled away and waited for him to return to his seat, before bending her back over his lap. Mouth positioned in front of his dick, he pulled her head towards his dick and bounced her like a basketball.

Keeping her lips tightly pressed together, it was the second ‘meal’ of her day. Barely filling, but that was all she was allowed to have at home. The low pitch of his groans came increasingly faster, and her throat was beginning to get less choking from the speed boost.

The moment her face got buried in his groin, she knew it was coming. His dick swelled up like a meat pipe and the huge load of cum overflowed the tip, collecting behind her sealed lips. With some of it stuck midway in her throat, the relieve came when he tapped her head, allowing her to finally take it out.

Two prominent loud gulps cleared her mouth and she went back to clean his manhood up with her mouth. Going back into her room, a nightgown replaced her white dress and the buttplug was washed and returned to its spot. Lying on the bed, thoughts of her outfit the next day kept her awake, for her wardrobe only had short, revealing dresses and skirts never meant to wear in any educational institute.

Melissa (WhatsApp): ‘Katlin, can you bring your jacket for me tomorrow?’
Kaylin (WhatsApp): ‘Katlin’s getting fucked right now, but I’ll pass your message along.’

Her classmate, is also a slave, but under a different master. A slave who is in chains and locks all the time, who luckily owns many jackets and clothes that hid her fetishes well. On a daily basis, Melissa would pass her panties to her and a jacket would be loaned to her in exchange. One of them loved to get caned, and the other, to be dangerously exposing her restraints without a pullover.

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Camping Inside Sister

Kor (shouting): ‘Welcome back!’
Mei (shouting): ‘Come help me carry my bags can?’

He stopped his web surfing and came out of his room, to see his younger sister dragging a duffle bag while carrying a camping bag over her shoulders. He brought the bags into kitchen and placed them near the washing machine. She had gone into her room and the shower noise came shortly after.

Laying lazily on the living room couch, he continued browsing the web for his programming project till she came out in a fresh set of t-shirt and pair of FBT shorts.

Kor: ‘I’ve got food for you. Just press two on the microwave.’
Mei: ‘Woohoo! Your lunch ah?’
Kor: ‘Buy for you one la. I know you’re coming back today mah.’

She strolled happily to the kitchen and set the timer, turning to her bags of clothes. She had gone for a camp her school had organised for student leaders, spanning five days and a trek up a small mountain in Malaysia.

As the smell of food whiffed into her nose, she stuffed the last bit of her underwear into the machine and turned it on.

Mei: ‘Kor, I’m going to take a nap after this. So tired you know? I think there’s at least five blisters on my feet.’

She slid the plate on the old coffee table and was about to touch her feet, but he stopped her before she could.

Kor: ‘Eat your food la. I pop them for you.’
Mei: ‘Eh! Don’t ah!’

She took another bite off the skewer and chewed happily, while he took a closer look at the sores between her toes. Being an elder brother, he simply began massaging her feet, exercising his arms up her calves. Agonising moans came as he worked on her stiff muscles, urging her to finish her food fast.

Mei: ‘Kor! Massage me till I fall asleep leh. I need it badly.’

She shoved the oily plate of satay sticks to him and went into her room, and he made a quick rinse before returning them to the rack.

Back to her bed, he kneeled over her ankles and continued pressing, the only sounds being the whirling noise from the washing machine.

Mei: ‘Kor, what’s that smell?’
Kor: ‘Orange? I wanted to buy a candle vaporiser for you but I’ll have to keep getting candles. So I bought those oil sticks thingy for you.’

The fruity scent filled the room up with cosiness and slowly, his beloved little sister drifted off to sleep. He wasn’t really concerned about her being awake during the massage, since the point was to make her feel refreshed after she wakes up.

So he continued on her legs, moving up her thighs at a slow pace.

Mei: ‘Arhh.. ‘
Kor: ‘Did I wake you up?’
Mei: ‘No. Don’t stop.’

His hands were soon on her waist, knuckles sinking into her back. He was sitting atop her butt and the few accidental brushes across her ass showed him how firm they were. Playfully, he started raising her shirt to gain access to her fair skin, but there were no more movements or moans from her.

Her bra got hooked over his fingers when he tried to make a smooth transition, and the few ‘slaps’ irritated her.

Mei: ‘Kor.. you know how to unhook my bra? I don’t know why I go put it on at home.’
Kor: ‘Like this?’

The two hooks came undone and he was feeling her flawless skin on the back. Advancing sideways, he got closer to her sideboobs and she started twitching under him.

Kor (whispering): ‘Ticklish ah? I massage somewhere else?’
Mei: ‘Just massage anywhere you want. I like your warm hands.’

He shifted his whole body down to her legs and brought his fingers along, hooking onto her shorts that seemed to be the only thing over her butt. Without questions, she picked her hips up and he went on to strip her lower half.

Disappearing momentarily, he returned to her side with some lotion and rubbed it over her legs, intentionally focusing on her inner thighs. Like how Japanese ‘massage’ went, he was shoving his hand between her legs, right under her pussy.

Mei (whispering): ‘Kor.. I can’t sleep.’
Kor: ‘Why leh?’

He made another two strokes under her pussy and found some other ‘lotion’ wetting his fingers. She took her bra out from under her chest and dropped it over the bed, tugging her shirt so it would cover her cold waist.

Not wanting to put too much thought into this incestuous direction, he turned his attention to her pussy. Sitting next to her, he worked his fingers deep between her ass crack and arrived at her clit. A small vibrating motion sent her moaning and she was soon producing more lubrication than the lotion.

Lazily, she turned herself to the side and used his arm as a guide, to find his hips. She wriggled her fingers into his shorts and at that instant, felt his hard, strong dick in her palm. Her legs had parted to bend ninety degrees on one and the other resting straight on the bed. Enough space for her brother to sink his loving fingers in.

Inches disappeared into her pussy slowly and she found herself pumping his excited rod.

Mei (whispering): ‘Kor.. why you do this to me?’
Kor (whispering): ‘Cause I want you to be relaxed.’
Mei (whispering): ‘Can I lie on top of you?’

Their hands stopped fondling and she groggily slide her body over his. She used her hips to find his dick and when she did, lowered herself carefully over her own brother’s dick, much like in a sliding manner.

The tip had opened her up to a width that did not cause any pain, and when she felt the first bit enter her, it was a cling-wrap kind of fit she experienced. With her love, his dick slipped easily into her, and it was sensation to feel the involuntarily squeezing coming from his little sister.

The throbbing of his cock warmed her up well and her body was reacting to it as though they were made for each other.

Mei (whispering): ‘Kor.. let me lie down on the bed.’

They hugged tight and did a rollover, pinning his full weight on Mei for a brief moment. He picked himself up and let his hips work, driving his stick into the puffy discreet sandwich their parents made.

Mei (moaning): ‘Kor! You’re so deep inside me!’
Kor (groaning): ‘You.. are.. too.. tight.. ‘

No more words were exchanged as he went at his fastest speed, bombing her with orgasms that came one after another. Her strong arms showed her prowess by the reddish marks on his arms, but her pussy was still drooling non-stop.

The relaxing of her vaginal muscles allowed him to go super fast at certain periods, keeping her at the edge of unconsciousness that never seemed to happen. Just as he sensed her tightening again, he slowed down to make long strokes, stretching her innards as far as he could reach.

Mei (moaning): ‘Kor.. cum.. I can feel you scratching me inside.’
Kor (grunting): ‘And I can feel how smooth you are inside.. ‘
Mei (moaning): ‘I can’t take it anymore. I am going crazy.. ‘

He opened her legs up wide and plunged his tool perpendicular to the bed, like a piling jackhammer.

Kor: ‘Okok.. I’m going to cum.’

He pulled out all of a sudden and sat at her feet looking lost. She crawled over to him and pushed him back on his elbows. Her fingers went around his dick once again and began jerking, mouth hovering inches away.

Kor (panicky): ‘Shooting! Shooting!’

Like it was his first ejaculation, she was actually amused by his ‘loss mode’. She covered his pee hole with her lips and pumped him for every drop’s worth. The panting and heaving boy seemed so helpless when he came.

Half a minute later, she slipped her lips a little deeper and contained all of his semen, pulling her head away with a single strand of evidence from his dick.

The brother watched his sister step out of the bedroom into the toilet, and collapsed on the bed when she washed her face.

Kor: ‘So you spit it out?’
Mei: ‘Why? You want to drink ah?’
Kor: ‘No lah. Just asking.’
Mei (whispering): ‘I swallowed a bit, it tasted weird but wasn’t bad. So I swallowed all lo.’
Kor: ‘Haha. So cute ah you. I come back later with dinner k?’
Mei (shouting): ‘Wei! My shorts!’

He slipped her pink FBT shorts over her legs and went back to his room, scheduling a McDonald’s delivery with her favourite food for dinner on the computer.

Still covered in his sister’s saliva, he decided to keep the ‘moisturiser’ on for a while more. Or at least till it was time to ‘re-apply’ it.

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Four Levels Deeper

Ivan’s mind, and heart was thrown into a disarray when his plan went accordingly, to which he had to watch his very own girlfriend, Jacq, mingle with friends of Jake, the asshole who fucked, and left Jacq with a pussy full of his cum for Ivan to discover later. The mere thought of that fateful night got him really angry, but all he could think of was punishment, instead of forgiveness.

He could immediately tell from their faces, how despicable they were when she walked up to them in a lacy, spaghetti crop top and a pair soft, cotton tennis skirt that left a good deal of her fair legs for all to ogle at.

As they bought her rounds after rounds of drinks, Ivan’s gaze was switching between her, and the series of network-connected spy cameras he had installed in the hotel room where they was supposedly having a staycation – except that he had her tell them a ploy, that he would only return after work at 2am.

The group finished all their drinks as soon as she told them about the room, quickly making their way to maximise their time with her. As for Jacq, she knew that he would always be nearby, and watching. Ivan could only imagine how disturbed she was feeling, but the punishment had to be done.

Once in the hotel, Ivan, with his laptop and phone in his hand, made himself comfortable at the lobby while the gang proceeded upstairs. A single click activated the cameras in recording mode, providing him a live feed of the action happening in the room as it happened.

Like a rag doll, she was shoved into the bed as soon as the door was locked, sex-depraved men stripping as they surrounded her. Jake had held up his end of the deal by inviting no more than three men for this ‘party, himself included. Once all the participants were naked, Jake paved the way by perching her back against the headboard. He ushered for the rest to get started and boy, did they pounce on her like hungry wolves.

First were two men getting on their knees by her sides, impatiently raising her hands to their cocks so they could enjoy her shy fingers wrapping around their huge cocks. The third man then dived headfirst into her pussy, twisting his neck to gorge her shaved, smooth pussy out. The last to join in was Jake, easily sliding his cock into her mouth since he was already standing/ squatting in front of her.

The four of them went all out at her, though doing their best not to push her beyond her limits. Jacq was just moaning hysterically with a cock in her mouth! On Ivan’s screen, she did seem like a poor bitch getting ripped apart by four wolves. Oh how his heart ached, and cock throbbed. The whole punishment thing was proving itself impossible to bear even before the fun really began.

(Jakecommanding) ‘Guys, I don’t mean to be selfish but I’m going to draw first blood. Kit, pull her lower down on the bed.’

She was dragged to the center of the bed by her feet and Kit, the one eating her out, left momentarily to let Jake pick his position. The two guys at the end of her arms were still getting jerked off, though not for long. Jake had settled down between her legs, which he raised for Kit, then kneeling over her face, to hold.

Imagine a girl on her back, arms straightened out as far as they could reach, has her feet spread and raised up and above, towards her face. That was the position Jake would fuck her in. Kit took the opportunity to stick his cock down her throat, thrusting gently as Jake penetrated that helpless little girl.

The whole scene got more intense as Ivan watched her struggle, to the powerful pounding at her pussy, to which she could not moan or breath properly due to that second asshole’s cock in her mouth. Thankfully, it didn’t take them more than a minute to realise the horror of what she was going through, and relieved her of her obstructed breathing.

Jake basically went all out at that chance and pumped her till he came, depositing all of his load into her pussy without a single drop wasted. They had taken the liberty to shut her legs once he pulled his drenched cock out of her.

(Jake asking) ‘Who’s next!’

(Random man replied) ‘ME! Can?’

One of the handjob receivers described how he wanted to fuck her, and the rest just sighed at his unnecessarily-detailed plan. He could have just said ‘doggystyle’.

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Kit, the overly excited boy plopped his ass down and kept her face close to his groin, while the second ‘comer’ hammered her in record speed. The t.p.m. (thrusts-per-minute) was so high no one else could enjoy her any way else, locking them out of his indulgence. As disappointed as they were at his over-zealous spirit, he was making noises that seemed to come too soon.

(Random man groaned) ‘AHH! AHH! AHHHH! Fuck! Shit! God.. ‘

His body collapsed over Jacq’s back, and it was barely two minutes into his turn. The rest of them promptly called out ‘next!’ in unison to mock at his bad performance, to which he shamefully excused to one corner to sulk.

(Random man 2 asked) ‘Umm.. normal missionary can?’

The other two left the bed in silence to the both of them as if they knew of something, something like how easily he gets attached to people. Jacq was just lying motionless, partly exhausted, partly overwhelmed with guilt, and partly glad that this was going to make things better between Ivan and her.

Like a loving couple, he laid on top of her and slid his cock in, gasping at the wetness and tightness. The quick-turn of his head towards the sulking man told Ivan of how much he understood the cause behind his ‘fast-game’.

Unlike others, he paced his thrusts and even moved quite gracefully, slamming his hips almost vertically downward at her pussy, jabbing her at the second-most sensitive spot in her lady part. He was able to keep going for more than five minutes, before Jacq started acting up. To Ivan’s disbelief, the signs of her sensual massage on her own boob, other hand clawing at that man’s back, he was in fact, summoning an orgasm out of her.

In the next two minutes of their love-making, their breaths could be heard increasing in pace, as well as her erratic closing and opening of her thighs. Not long later, a loud, high-pitched moan came about to express her intense orgasm he had successfully induced.

(Kit interrupting suddenly) ‘Okok. My turn my turn.’

That weird young man pried him away and asked her to go down on him again, until he came. With Ivan’s knowledge of Jacq’s oral skills, he knew how long it might take her to make him cum, if not, impossible. He was fighting the urge to just storm into the room and end it before she was subjected to such uninformed way of treatment. Still, he managed to convince himself to stay put, five minutes at a time to see how things would turn out.

Kit, was leaving Jacq completely alone to do her thing, without any involvement of his hands or any hip-thrusts. Oh only God knows how long this ordeal was going to last – if Jacq didn’t have anything up her (non-existent) sleeves.

(Kit groaning) ‘WOAH WOAH WOAH! OH FUCK!’

Just three minutes into the oral sex, he was making noises Ivan didn’t understand. On his screen, he could see how dedicated Jacq was, making long, deep strokes up and down his shaft while keeping eye-contact. On that pixelated, zoomed-in view, she was doing something with her throat Ivan had never seen before.

(Kit grunting) ‘CUMMING CUMMING! STOP STOP STOP! ARGHHHHH!’

His attempt to crawl away from her was thwarted by the headboard right behind him, and she got on her knees to thoroughly drain him of anymore desires of girls going down on him. Finally, he had to literally dash out of bed to avoid any more of her, only for the rest to laugh at.

(Jacq calmly said to them) ‘Okay. You guys have to go now. We did everything as planned right?’

(Jake replied) ‘Yupp. Let’s go guys. I can only hope that we will see her again.’

The gang got dressed and disappeared quicker than before they had their fun, and Ivan went back to her after he confirmed their departure. In an unexpected twist of event, the couple discovered a whole new depth of love, that resulted in a night of hugs, sex, more hugs, crazy sex, crazy, sobbing hugs, and beyond-comprehension sex that covered everywhere from the windows, to the bathtub, right up to the opened door in the wee hours of the morning.

Now that is what I call ‘fucking love’.

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Sexual Healing

Sitting at a random void deck after my trip to get some books at Bras Basah, I heard shouting nearby before a guy stomped away across the corridor. A girl appeared shortly after and took a seat a few tables away, head buried in her arms while sobbing.

I could not read what I just bought with the cries but continued to do so, knowing fairly well that it would embarrass her if I went up to her while she was crying.

I was focused on my books and had not noticed the few times she peeped at me. Till five minutes later, did she wipe her face dry and took a seat beside me.

Me: ‘Feeling better?’
Girl: ‘What are you reading?’
Me: ‘This.’

I handed her the book in my hands and it was telling the story of a girl who was lost and then later happy. She flipped through the pages that contained very little words and seemed to be looking better after.

Girl: ‘I’m Bernice.. ‘
Me: ‘I’m J.’

She returned to the first page after reaching the last and kept reading. For some unknown reasons, my hand had gone to her head of dark brown hair, and was brushing them like consoling a little kid.

Bernice: ‘Thanks.. for lending me this.’

She took my hand off her head and held it, clearly in deep thoughts about something else.

Me: ‘What do you do when you’re sad?’
Bernice: ‘I think of him?’
Me: ‘Aye.. wrong advice.’
Bernice: ‘No la. You’re just trying to help. I think of him and masturbate.’
Me: ‘Okay.. that’s worse.’
Bernice: ‘No. Don’t say that. Want to accompany me somewhere?’
Me: ‘Where?’
Bernice: ‘It’s nearby only.’

I packed the books into my grey backpack and followed her into the lift, stopping at the highest floor of the old building. A breathtaking view of the city did some good for my mood too and she was just smelling the air that blew into the face.

Bernice: ‘Nice right? I always come here. Sometimes with him. But he isn’t into this kind of things.’

She grabbed both my hands and turned around towards the skyline, wrapping them around her waist as I tried to maintain a distance from her back.

Bernice (whispering): ‘You’re so warm. If only you can help me.. ‘
Me: ‘Help you?’
Bernice: ‘Help me forget him.’

I moved my hands onto her waist and upwards, feeling the neoprene cups on her bra without any resistance from her. The powdered neck of hers supported my chin as I roamed over her breasts, squeezing them gently while she moaned a sigh for me.

She pushed my hands back to her hips and tucked her sleeveless blouse over me, hinting for me to do more. Returning my palms to her boobs, her arms went to my zip behind her and undid my belt and pants.

Those loose undies came into play as she stuck her hand into it, fondling my rod that was getting harder with her sensual moans. I moved into her skirt that was low enough to keep her belly exposed beneath her tight fitting shirt, feeling the warm dampness of her panties.

Bernice (whispering): ‘Go from below.’

I took my hands out and went under her skirt, pulling those thin straps of her thongs off her thighs. The moment she felt my finger on her clit, moans went off like a sexy alarm clock and she pumped my faster.

Bernice (whispering): ‘Oh my god. Your dick is so close to my pussy.. if only.. ‘

She yanked my dick out and placed it under her bum, almost entering her if her body was bent any lower. Her pussy had rubbed a little juice on my shaft and her hips were spreading them all over in a grinding motion.

Bernice then took a step back, knocking me backwards as she did so. She licked her own fingers and that hand disappeared in front of her, sensing it on my dick after a few seconds.

She tugged my dick at her pussy and she kept her hole opened with two fingers. My body was at her command and I poked into her unhesitantly, garnering an *argh* when it slipped into her.

A loud breath of relief came from her without moving a bit. The two of us simply savoured the short moment where I fitted nicely inside her warm hole. She was getting tighter by the seconds but the fight to keep me inside was loosening her grip on my rod at the same time.

Bernice (whispering): ‘Fuck me gently.. I want you inside.’

There, I began thrusting, sliding the thick rod in and out of her. That tiny ass jiggled fiercely as the pounding started, trying to back onto me for a deeper reach. My mind was at her mercy when it got too tight, with a lubricated vacuum that wanted and not-wanted me at the same time.

We took a five second pause after five minutes and she turned around to me, jumping into my arms and lowered herself over my dick. Up against the wall, I let my hips did the work and she held herself steady around my neck.

In this particular position, we felt her arms stiffened and a bite sank into my collar, before a graceful flow of juices poured over my balls and onto the floor. The loud dripping sound was inaudible behind her agonising moans, but the few streaks running down my legs was unmistakable.

Bernice (whispering): ‘Put me down.’

I dropped her off at the steps and she made me sit a few steps above her. Taking my slippery, wet cock into her mouth, she sucked on it with much revenge, never giving me a break to catch my breath. She didn’t take me down to her throat but the constant teasing of that ‘ring’ under my penis head kept me on the edge.

Just as I began to lose sensation of my dick, she brought her lips down my shaft and went on like this for a while. Surprisingly, it got me more sensitive than ever and the live-firing was activited.

Me: ‘Bernice! I’m shooting!’

She worked her mouth for a while more before a *pop* sound was heard, and her fingers went around my shaft. She got me sitting upright and jerked me off, which was too late to redirect my cum anywhere else. My load splattered on her smooth, round face and she used her tongue to spread them all over her lips.

The few sucks was negligible once she had squeezed every drop out like toothpaste. A satisfied look appeared across her face and she wiped my cum towards her mouth with a finger.

Bernice: ‘Hmmm~’
Me: ‘Feeling better?’
Bernice: ‘Way better.’

She stood up and climbed over me, holding my dick which for some reason, was still rock hard, before sitting over it.

Me: ‘Hey.. you might get pregnant.’
Bernice (whispering): ‘I’m on the pill silly.’

We rested for a while till she began grinding me again, solidifying the half-hearted, worn-out cock inside of her. No one walked in on us throughout the three rounds we went, fucking each others’ minds out for one and a half hours.

With each others’ underwear in our bags, she did not stop teasing me on the way to the hotel she paid for, so we could continue her ‘treatment’. Hard against my wishes, her mouth started sucking before I could get naked. Before shower, after shower, during our takeaway Mcdonalds’ dinner.. all the way till 3am.

That few minutes when guys ‘lose’ interest after ejaculation? She would be rubbing her pussy right next to you, if not using your fingers, to tell you she wanted more. When I went ‘you can see if you can get it up after so many rounds’, her mouth would work wonders and get you hard despite your body’s exhaustion.

Perhaps it was my mind that did not want it, not my body.

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Flipped Around

Lily (shouting): ‘Come in now.’

To think that an older guy like me, has to be commanded was kind of shameful, but there wasn’t anyone to judge in the house. Still in my suit and blazer, I entered the minimalist-designed bedroom of my mistress and stood before her.

She was an eighteen year old girl who was still in poly, and the way she dressed didn’t even look anything like her age. Wearing a pair of tiny skirt and tank top, her figure was barely fitting into the outfit that looked like it came out from the children’s section.

Lily: ‘What? You don’t know what to do?’

I began stripping myself and then helped her to get naked, throwing a thin satin scarf around her neck as soon as she was in the nude. I went closer to the bed and took a moment, while she adjusted her iPhone on the ledge of the night stand next to her bed.

Holding her head with both hands, I led her to my dick, that was totally uninterested. It was after all a blackmail that got me into this mess, and she continued ‘adding’ content to the stash of compromising evidence by recording our trysts portraying her as the ‘victim’.

Between my hands, her face was mostly obstructed and her mouth took my flaccid dick in, suckling on it like a baby bottle. In less than a minute, I was growing harder with a view from the top, watching a little girl suck on my dick as though I was in control. Gradually, her strokes got longer and most of my shaft was penetrating into her lips.

Her tongue, kept sliding around my dick head to get me to groan and I did. She had been using me to practice whatever skills she needed. Imagine getting paid to be pleasured and still have control, that was Lily for you.

Lily: ‘Mister, please take control.’

Finally, it was that ‘time’ again, where I had to pretend I was the one fucking her at her expense. Even though I knew I was being commanded, there were certain things I could do freely. Like..

Pushing her down onto the bed, I fiercely raised her legs into the air. In that position, her pussy was in full view, just inches away from my dick. Having lubricated by her saliva, there was no need to wait for her to get wet. I leaned closer to her and split her pussy with my fingers, before poking the tip in.

A loud scream from her did not last after I covered her mouth, and the rest of my dick went into her unprepared pussy. Rough and full of friction, I endured the glowing heat and rammed into her, exacting my revenge at my own loss.

She began struggling from pain not long later, but could not overpower me at all. I pinned her head to the side and continued fucking her, slamming our hips together in loud echoes.

Lily (shouting): ‘It’s fucking hot down there! Take it out!’
Me: ‘It will go away soon. Just bear with it.’

I slowed down to let her pussy start wetting itself and went on with the deep pumps once I felt there were enough. Her arms grabbed whatever sheets she could on the bed as her vagina took the full wrath with no mercy.

Frankly speaking, I was just acting my role and did not care about her, especially not after the emotional and mental torture she put me through for the last few weeks.

As soon as her body went weak from my ferocious fucking, I placed her feet together and flipped her over, dragging her waist backwards to raise her ass for me. In that doggie position, I dipped my rod in for the second time and hammered her innards to a mess. Her body kept twitching and the struggles she put up with was useless in my vengeance-mode.

I was angry.

Lily (moaning): ‘I’ll let you go.. please stop.. I’m getting destroyed.’
Me: ‘No you’re not. You’re enjoying it!’

She continued moaning as I went deeper, going faster as I felt her pussy tightened. Juices were flowing non-stop and orgasms were felt directly on my dick. I could totally tell she was cumming non-stop with the ‘oh yes’ phrases whenever she climaxed.

Pumping my thick rod into a tiny hole was no joke. Despite the determination to make this agonising moment last, my own timer was about to go off. What else could I do? Except to make use of the final burst of energy to drive her insane?

Me (groaning): ‘Lily, I’m cumming.. ‘

The few seconds wait did not get me the command I needed and my mind was barely keeping up with the powerful strokes my body was making. At last, a plan came to mind and I took a pause, one that she sighed with much gratitude.

I leaned over her back and lined my chin against her shoulders, ready to surprise her with my action plan.

Me (whispering): ‘I’m going to cum inside you.’
Lily (shouting): ‘You can’t do that fucker! I’ll report you!’
Me: ‘Go ahead.’

I wrapped my arms around her body and thrust my hips, making short, quick strokes in the deepest ends of her pussy. The contracting vaginal walls simply refuted her threats, as if they wanted things to go my way.

*Arghh!*

My body jerked forward as the first shot filled her up, without any means to break free from my adrenaline-filled body. Her pussy kept milking me as I exploded, forcing my huge load into her unwilling body. After she felt me calming down, she no longer had any fight in her. Things were done, and she was helpless.

The used rod slipped out of her and I got off the bed, cleaning up with her panties while I checked the video on her phone. Well, I must say, the whole clip was worth jerking a few times to.

Tucking her phone into my pocket, I threw her blanket around her and left the room with my suitcase. Right as I stepped out of her house, her feeble voice was heard at her bedroom door.

Lily (weakly): ‘What are you going to do with my phone?’
Me: ‘I’ll help you upload it to the net. That’s what you wanted right? I’ll help you censor your face.’
Lily: ‘No.. please don’t.. you’ll kill me.’
Me: ‘You know where I work. Come find me tomorrow. We’ll edit it together. I’ve had enough of you.’

Before she could stumble to the doorstep, I was out and in the lift. For one, I was never going to ruin her by uploading it. This whole fucked-up shit just needed to end. I guess no one synced their iPhones to their computers anymore, let alone have a copy of everything unglamorous as a back up.

Nonetheless, I wonder how far would she go to prevent those clips from being spread around.