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For Him

This is a message from an anonymous female sender. To whomever it was intended for, I hope you can forgive her.

When the thick, solid dick poked into my pussy, he came to my mind immediately. There is no way I could imagine myself to be where I was right now. Taken by two guys, one at my rear and the other in my mouth. As bad as it sounded, I was actually enjoying this. Rape, gangbang, threesome, whatever you call it. It was so wet everywhere, not to say feeling as dirty as I could get.

I had left him to find my true happiness, one which I strongly believed wasn’t what he showed me to be. Everything was so perfect with him, those playful dates, random shopping trips, occasional movie outings, casual excursions to sightsee Singapore. Sex was normal, without any of those extreme pain or bondage. It was just intense love making, sometimes at his place or mine, and the others outdoors.

Once we separated, I found myself in this mess. To be put on the pill by her, and have these sessions arranged. He.. I couldn’t ignore him at all. Especially when everything could be normal. He was my first boyfriend, to love me, to have sex with me, to teach me all the kinky and fun things to do. He was the shoulder I never expected to need so much.

And now, emotionless dicks just fill my holes, blowing my mind off with orgasms one after next. It was a drug to me, one I couldn’t resist thinking about even though I know it was wrong. If I had stayed with him, would I desire sex so much? Or was it better not to desire?

At my zoned out moment, the bedroom door opened and a familiar pair of shoes walked in. The guy moved away from my mouth and right in front of my eyes, was him. I saw him swallow. I saw him glance at the state I was in. He took the rolling chair and sat on it, while the guy whom just mouth-fucked me left the room.

Her: ‘Enjoy yourselves boys.’

The dick inside me began moving again, and moans escaped my mouth involuntarily. I was sure I sounded the same. We made clips before, we recorded our sessions on his compact camera. Does he still watch them? Has he grown any bigger? Does it still smell like him? Does he still love me?

I couldn’t bring myself to say anything. The dick inside me was still pounding away, making me claw the bedsheets tightly as my vagina tightened. The expressionless face of his was the most torturous. Somehow, I wanted to know what he thinks. If he wanted, or should I say, how I wished he would tell me ‘if only.. ‘. Even a sneer or grin at my pitiful state would suffice.

Him: ‘Are you okay?’

I buried my head as I nodded to hide the orgasm I just received from him. The man behind me groaned and I felt his shaft widen, followed by a huge load of cum that filled me up. Part soothing, part guilty. He wasn’t even allowed to enter me raw, and now this.

The man’s finger dug into my pussy and scooped out his cum, using my bum to clean his fingers. After which, my panties served as his tissue and he left us to ourselves.

‘Why are you here?’

Him: ‘She said I should come and see you.’

‘I’m sorry.’

Him: ‘It’s alright. I’m still here for you. You can find me if you need anything. I hope you’ll find what you’re looking for.’

He stood up and walked towards the door.

‘Thank you!’

I was almost desperate after hearing what he said. Has he already seen through me? I don’t know if he did. I climbed into the bed and covered myself up with the moist blanket, from all the perspiration and juices and cum that those men had soiled it with. If only I stayed with him..

Her: ‘The next two is here.’

I hugged the blanket tighter around me as the next two men entered, pulling the sheets away and staring at my cum-filled pussy. Instinctively, I had flipped over into doggie and had my legs apart, ready to receive another dose of climax. The addiction that my body could not break free from, the very experience I am going through that I can never forget for the rest of my life.

‘Ahh.. yes.. ‘

Once again, I was on my way for another orgasmic ride. As for him.. I’ll never forget him. The one that loved me so much, that I can still feel it when he laid eyes on me earlier. If he wanted me back, I’ll be his sex slave for the rest of my life.

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Almost Forgot You

Guy: ‘Bye J! See you next week.’

Emily: ‘Bye bye.. ‘

The girl who have been chatting with me a lot gave sweet smile as she left, behind the guy who brought her along. See how they interacted, I could only assume he was after her when he ordered a tower of beer, which she finished almost half of it without any signs of drunkeness.

After ten minutes of washing up, I took out my personal stash of sake and sat by the window, enjoying the warm breeze outside the freezing bar. Sipping quietly, the main door suddenly creaked opened and I got off my seat ready to tell them we were closed.

Instead, it was Emily, in that light pink layered spaghetti top with a black skirt.

Me: ‘Forgot something?’

Emily: ‘Yeah. Forgot you.’

She came to my table after dropping her bag on the couch, emptying my glass without knowing the contents. A slight wobble backwards got my arm around her back and she wriggled that tiny ass on the bar stool next to me.

Me: ‘Where is your friend?’

Emily: ‘He got on a cab first. We stay different places anyway.’

Pouring herself another shot, she took the cup and tugged at my wrist, pulling me to the sofa against the darkened room. Another mouthful of sake went down her throat and she leaned against me, brushing her hair against my neck while I figured out what was happening.

Me (whispering): ‘Hey.. You’re drunk.’

Emily: ‘Are you still worried about him?’

Me: ‘A little?’

Emily: ‘He is just a classmate. Just another guy who wants to bed me.’

Well, it wasn’t a surprise to me. Her pre-teen look, thin figure with that ‘thigh-gap’ girls are after, long highlighted hair that flowed past her back. Who would say no? Before I served them the tower, I had checked their ICs and they were of legal age. Yes, legal.

Emily: ‘You’re the first though.. that pays more attention to him than to me. Can tell you don’t want to offend him by hiding behind the bar.’

Me: ‘I’m just doing my job. I need to tidy up anyway.’

Her face turned red with that two shots of sake faster than half a tower of beer. Those fingers working at my shirt buttons, she was no doubt drunk. As they came undone one by one, she was pecking my neck, out of control.

Me: ‘I think I’m done. I’ll get a towel for you k?’

That guy with her had tattoos over her legs, and with those stereotypical mindset, I could really get into trouble. She knew too, she could sense my confusion.

Emily: ‘Stop trying to push me away. And he is really nothing. If he dares to lay a finger on you, I’ll get my friends to settle him. No one dares to stop me from liking a guy.’

On the other hand, given her looks, she certainly had no problems getting ‘brothers’ to take care of her. Perhaps what she said was true. It was more deadly to offend her than that guy whose agenda for the night was written all over his face.

By the time I clear my mind, she had clear my shirt. Those snap-release belt came off with a click and my zip was halfway down. I turned her back towards the empty space and placed her lying down, before jerking her body to let her head rest on the sofa. With that move, her skirt hiked up to her hips and those pink panties were in full glory.

Emily (whispering): ‘Take it off.’

Sitting between her legs, I slid those underwear off easily and that smooth, glorious sight.. my underwear and jeans stripped themselves. Climbing over her body and resting on one arm, our lips melted together with her top was messed by my hand running under it. First under her shirt, then under her bra. They weren’t huge, and that was why it was such a turn on to fondle them. B cups I guess? Her nipples turned hard as I pinched them around, causing moans to whizz past my ears like a whisper.

Her hand reached for my dick and caressed them gently, using her palm to slide it like a revolver. Her womanly scent, the occasional touches of her nipples on my chest. If anyone had taken a picture of her, it would be the most unglamorous one with her top at her neck and skirt around her waist.

Emily (whispering): ‘Put it inside.. ‘

I lowered my hips and the tip was guided right to her doorstep. Her genital lips parted to my advances and I could feel how small she was from the tightness.

Emily (whispering): ‘Keep going. Don’t stop. I can take it.’

Me: ‘How many times have you done it?’

Emily: ‘Just with one guy. He’s my soon-to-be ex-boyfriend. I’m sure he’s fucking some other girls right now.’

She said it with an assuring smile. But it wasn’t her status that I was going in so slowly, instead, it was that sensual entry into a tight, yet welcoming spot that I took my time to enjoy.

Me: ‘You okay?’

Emily (panting): ‘Yeah.. you’re really big.’

That final year ITE girl brought my confidence way up high and my hips were moving in excitement. Starting with gentle strokes, I made sure to pull out as much as I can before replacing it into her deepest spot, where her mouth would open to a silent moan.

Emily (moaning): ‘Oh yes.. oh yes.. do that again.. ‘

Somehow, she liked the torture and I went at it for a full minute, going about 20 spm (strokes per minute). After that, I began to pick up pace and exposed the other side of her.

Emily: ‘Fuck me harder.. fuck your little bitch.. I’m all yours.’

Her hands on my cheek, staring at me with those gleaming eyes. The slopping sounds went faster at a steady tempo, till she pulled me in for a tight hug. With my dick still slamming into her, a clench came in and sucked me right in, pulsating rhythmically with her vaginal walls.

Emily: ‘I’m cumming.. don’t move. Don’t move.’

I kept still for the ten-plus seconds she breathed hot air into my ears, till I felt her thighs relax and her hands pushed my body upright.

Me: ‘You like it?’

Emily: ‘A lot. He never did this before. It was just all fast and intense sex. But never this.’

She reached her arms out for me and I helped her up. Lying on the sofa in her place as she requested, she turned her body around and placed her knees on each side of my head – a 69. Right as I stuck my tongue out to lick her, I found myself immobilised. Her lips had sealed my dick in the equally tight suction as her pussy and the overwhelming pleasure distracted me from even reaching out to please her.

I could sense her head nodding quick, but none of her teeth hit. It was just tongue, saliva and lips. As time passed, she slowed down and I resumed my job of licking her, listening to what she said as she took a break.

Emily: ‘If you are still fucking me, I would have gone crazy by now. Just cum when you feel like it k?’

Me: ‘Umm.. how about I make you crazy?’

Emily: ‘I don’t want to tire you.’

Me: ‘I can’t be tired around you.’

She giggled and crawled forward to the armrest. I went on my knees still on the couch and slipped my dick right into her pussy, where a groan told me I was in the right angle.

Holding her sexy waist, there was no other words to describe what came after. Her fists grabbed the armrest with such killer force as I pumped my dick at her, slamming into those firm, tiny, fair ass. Moans turned into screams, and screams turned silent.

Waves after waves, I felt her pussy closing in, but I bit my lips and endured. Juices were dripping between our legs and she was trying to escape my vengance.

Emily (groaning): ‘How long more? I can’t take it anymore. I’m going crazy.. ‘

Me: ‘Soon. I’m going to cum.’

I took a second to compose myself before changing my grip to her shoulders. Pulling her back as I rammed forward, she straightened her body and let me go supersonic on her. In a couple of minutes, I had pulled out and leaned back just like the 69 position from before.

She then crawled backwards and took my dick in her mouth, going deep throat for a few times before my legs held her down.

Me: ‘I’m shooting.. ‘

I frenched her pussy as the first load fired and she bounced her head in whatever tiny motion she could. The oversensitive move got me shooting the most times I could remember while sucking her off. Right there, a long moan came and a small stream of juices came into my mouth.

I swallowed them and she sat herself over my head before climbing away from me.

Emily: ‘You.. swoah llok gaem?!’

I nodded and she kissed me once again, throat emptying her mouth as we paused in that moment. She got back into the sofa after our crazy little adventure ended, dressing me up like a little boy.

Emily: ‘It’s super crazy.. I super love it.’

Her arms didn’t let go of me till I gave her butt a squeeze. We cleaned up the mess we made and left the place with her arm under mine. Being a gentleman, I told the taxi driver her address and we were soon on our way.

Throughout the ride, she never left me and her hand was under her skirt, touching herself till we arrived below her flat.

Emily: ‘Uncle, we will be alighting here.’

She pushed twenty dollars into the driver’s hand and dragged me out. It wasn’t till when we reached her doorstep did she talk to me.

Emily (whispering): ‘Spend the night me with?’

Me: ‘Do you have clothes for me?’

Emily (whispering): ‘Shhh! Yes I do. Umm.. I bought some guys’ clothes that I really like but have no chance to wear.’

Me (whispering): ‘I guess I can sleep here tonight.’

Emily (whispering): ‘But can you fuck me here before we go in? I always wanted to try it.’

I raised her skirt and she lowered her panties, while I whipped my dick out for the second time. In a stroke, I was inside her again and the silent outdoor sex began, right outside her door. It was so hush hush against our bodies’ wishes, yet our hips pounding against each other was impossible to silence.

This time, my cum ended up inside her but it wasn’t just ‘this’ time that I thought initially. Upon entering her room (with our clothes still out of the way), we went for our.. third.. forth round, with all my seeds going into the creampie guys love to ‘bake’.

After that encounter, she finally allowed herself to be the little bitch that yearned to be owned by someone – me.

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Mummy’s Turn

Part 1 | Part 2

This is part 2 to the incestuous story before this, and a recount from Mummy to Daddy about when she started with their younger son. Happy fapping! Keep this only in your head.

Mummy (shouting): ‘Alex! Come!’

The secondary 2 boy ran into the kitchen, where he saw the pair of underwear he accidentally masturbated in. Embarrassed, he did not know what to say, but Mummy had her questions readied.

Mummy: ‘Don’t you know how to use tissue? This is going to dirty the rest of the clothes you know?’
Alex: ‘Sorry Mummy.’
Mummy: ‘How long have you been masturbating?’
Alex: ‘I just.. only this year.’
Mummy: ‘Let me see.’
Alex: ‘Huh! Don’t want la. I’m so big already.’
Mummy: ‘Alex.. ‘

He nodded shyly and went to his bedroom, where Mummy followed after she separated that underwear. Standing in front of his bed, he lowered his shorts without underwear on (since they were at home). Mummy, who was on the bed, took his dick in her fingers and inspected them, from above and below.

As soon as she peeled his foreskin back, his dick began to grow and the whitish powder on his little head only made Mummy gave him a stern stare.

Mummy: ‘How can you not clean this part? Must wash here in the shower k?’

She grabbed two pieces of wet tissue from his table and cleaned him up, which got him even harder as the coldness touched it. Not wanting to say anything to him, Mummy began stroking him, which caused his legs to give way, falling towards Mummy’s body.

For starters, she wasn’t those middle-age looking aunties. Her public relation job required her to maintain her figure and so she did, going to the gym and swimming in the convenience of their condo. Being braless then, she brought his hands to her breasts, and he knew exactly what to do.

While she lifted her skirt up, he did not stop and even went to tease her nipples once they were in view. Mummy did not moan so as not to distract him, or worse, to let him know he was in control. With his dick fully erected, she realised he could fit the width of her closed palm perfectly, like from her pinky to thumb unopened.

Mummy: ‘Have you watched porn before?’
Alex: ‘Yes, I have.’
Mummy: ‘Then you know what to do?’

She stood up and pulled her gym shorts off, revealing a shaved pussy that caused Alex’s eyes to shine. Lying on his bed, Alex sat between Mummy’s legs and began exploring. Swiping his fingertips along those sensitive folds, Mummy lost hold of herself and began breathing deeper, soon guiding her son’s fingers into her pussy.

The rediscovery didn’t end there. He felt around her vagina to know what it truly was like, and the amount of juices just kept his hard on, up. Seeing all those liquid flow down to butt cheeks, he got on fours and licked her for his first time, tongue shooting everywhere once he heard how she reacted to various parts. Slurping her juices up, she had been admiring him, fully aware that she brought him into this world for more than just.. licking.

Mummy: ‘Alex, put it inside Mummy?’
Alex: ‘Are you sure Mummy?’

She got up and placed him between her opened legs. Holding his dick loosely, she guided him in and a long ‘aww.. ‘ from him soothed her confused mind. Before she said anything, he was already pounding at her. For her body and his age, he was just nice. His dick had been poking non-stop at her g-spot, firing orgasms that squeezed him to a point he couldn’t move. It wasn’t those kind of intense sex she had with Daddy. It was more of family bonding to her.

What she had in her, was a man she brought up after the years of hardwork. Who could be better to give him his first taste of sex, as well as to know how his son have been doing? Slapping sounds echoed loudly in the room as his balls bounced off her butt, triggering yet another orgasm that finally told her she had enough – in that position.

Mummy: ‘Alex. Take it out first.’

She turned herself around and faced her ass at him, sticking her pussy out so he could see where he was going. Getting the point immediately, he let himself in and hammered away, though this time totally missing her g-spot. Between her own legs, her fingers were fast at work, vibrating on her pussy to give her the addictive climax.

Alex (panting): ‘Mummy.. I’m going to shoot.’

Mummy: ‘I’ll let you shoot inside me this time. It should be safe. But next time must have a condom on.’

She asked for him to lie down and squatted over his dick on the bed. For that instant, he was granted the full view of a pussy going down onto a rock hard dick. Only their genitals were joined then, as Mummy wanted to give him his virgin creampie. Holding onto her own knees, she hopped above him, squeezing her pussy to a level of tightness Daddy always succumb to.

Screams were heard from Alex as he went crazy from the over-sensitivity, dick head constantly brushed against by Mummy. An exhausting five minutes later, a huge load warmer than her body pumped out of the tube and she sat herself down, rocking back and forth to the flipping of the tortured young boy.

Alex (pleading): ‘Mummy! Stop stop! No more no more!’

Getting a little embarrassed by her initiative, she got off  him and let him wash up. As for herself, she sank her fingers into her pussy, scooped out a bit of his cum and gave it a taste. That smile across her face, was the most priceless thing Alex can never catch her with.

Since that afternoon, Mummy told Daddy that she would end work late, only to arrange a meetup with Alex so she could fetch him home. And once they were home, it was pure sex, still unprotected.

Now that Daddy and Mummy know what they were up to, things got more daring as they wore close to nothing at home. Blowjob and cunnilingus became the parents’ reward, and sex became their daily family workout at different, multiple times of the day.

Part 1 | Part 2

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Daddy’s Secret

Part 1 | Part 2

This is an incestuous story from the numerous requests of my readers. It’s between a dad and his daughter. Happy fantasising!

Dad: ‘GIRL AH! ARE YOU READY?’
Bernice: ‘Coming coming!’

She appeared in the living room in a tank top with gaping wide sleeves and a pair of plain denim skirt. Her tube bra was barely containing the contours of her breasts but there wasn’t a need to be worried with her dad around. For him, it was a pair of thick cotton pants and a t-shirt. It was after all a movie night for them as mummy worked late on Thursdays to hopefully get an off day on Friday.

Tucking her arms under daddy’s, they left their condo and made their way to i12, tickets paid for through online reservation. Being the first to enter the threatre, they found their spot somewhere in the middle. The film they were about to catch had been on screen for almost two weeks, and it was the last screening before it was gone.

Soon, the lights dimmed to the handful of audience and she went on to pull her bra down to her waist. With a cardigan on hand, it was more of a cover than to keep her warm. We all know that cardigans are invented to hide the beautiful skin of girls. Daddy quickly covered his legs and let her daughter lie on his shoulder, where his hand slipped under her shirt to fondle those pubescent young boobs.

As for Bernice, she had gone under her ‘cover’ and onto her dad’s lap, dick easily accessible without underwear on. Stroking it gently, she remain focused on screen while her nipples hardened in the chilly cinema. Once he had enough of warming her breasts up, he went for her skirt, where she had long been prepared without any panties on.

Dipping his finger into those wet, fleshy folds of pussy, she was wet as usual. Feeling daddy wriggling his rough finger into her pussy, she grabbed tighter onto his arm. Her hips had unknowingly begin to move, but he was soon moving faster to keep her still.

Daddy (whispering): ‘Let Daddy do the work.’

A shudder went across her body signalling an orgasm, with a smile that made her press her head harder onto the strong biceps.

90 minutes of showtime, 90 minutes of foreplay. Bernice had came a few times, and daddy haven’t. Given where they were playing, it was as far as they could afford to go. Before the movie ended, she pulled her bra back to its original position and helped daddy dry his wrinkled fingers. It was time for part two.

Heading back to their condo, they went straight for the carpark, where his personal two-door, four-seater car awaited. Hopping into the backseat, she removed her shirt and yanked her bra down, while daddy stripped his pants off. He leaned his body against the door and gave Bernice enough space to bend over.

Like a symphony, she was soon sucking on daddy’s cock, while he pushed her head downwards to get the momentum right. She loved how daddy groaned when she fondled his balls, not only would she be turned on more, she loved how he controlled her mouth, ramming his juicy cock down the same mouth mummy fed her milk when she was young. As long as he was happy, she would be.

Daddy: ‘Come, kneel here.’

The pair of cushions in his car was there for exactly this reason. She got into doggie with her knees on the floor softened by the cushions, and daddy was right behind her. Sitting close to the edge of the exquisite leather seat, he guided her down on his dick. Very slowly, she applied some resistance to feel every inch entering her. A love hole she didn’t dare to even her fingers into, was filled with her daddy’s cock. One that was mature, thick and long. It pushed every buttons inside her and never once did she get clear views with him inside. Her eyes.. they would roll white in pleasure.

Daddy: ‘Baby girl, you’re especially tight today.’
Bernice (breathlessly): ‘I always am, Daddy.’

Her body jerked from a slow to fast speed gradually, clamped between the two front seats. Daddy was sliding on the backseat while his dick got sucked into her small body involuntarily. It totally felt like she was made for him, or rather, by him.

Bernice (panting): ‘Daddy.. argh!!’

Going completely silent before she finished her sentence, she had gone cold from the intense orgasm. Another few strokes brought her back to life magically and the moaning continued. Daddy himself was quietly trying to hold it in, but without much success in his horny daughter’s presense.

Daddy: ‘I’m going to stop now. Don’t move.’

Once he slowed down to a complete halt, she wriggled her ass a little to push him off the limit. Sinking into his chair, he managed to get himself out before he really came into his own daughter.

Bernice: ‘What do I do now?’
Daddy: ‘Let’s finish it outside.’
Bernice: ‘How?’

He pulled her bra up and helped her put on her cardigan. Bare-bottomed, they exited the car after a quick check. Just outside their car, the door served as an emergency shield. They weren’t exactly in the open with another car next to them, but it was enough to frighten Bernice.

Daddy (whispering): ‘Come. Squat down.’

She moved to the rear wheels and held Daddy’s dick, while he leaned over her head. Feeling her lips wrap around his tip, her warm, wet mouth went back and forth, sucking him at a tightness he taught her to. After a minute of getting serviced, he moved his hips at her mouth till her head hit the car.

Having no space to move her head backwards, he started thrusting. In long, swift strokes, Bernice kept her teeth out of the way as her throat convulsed unpredictably, receiving all or some of Daddy’s meat. The excitement had triggered his finale earlier than usual, but it was all good.

Daddy (whispering): ‘I’m cumming! Ahh.. ‘

She opened her mouth and her hand formed an O over the base of his dick. A few thrusts later, the powerful streams of silk fired into her mouth, filling her mouth so fast she had to suck him like a straw to keep everything in.

Once he was done, she gave him a final few licks mostly at the tip and dashed into the car. Looking at Daddy, she swallowed and showed him her ‘disposal’.

Daddy (whispering): ‘That’s my good girl.’

They went back into the car and went back to their apartment, with Bernice in the cardigan-bra combo and skirt. With all the lights off, the glow from underneath his bedroom door was obvious. The both of them gave puzzled looks and tiptoed to the pillar next to the door, listening hard to what was happening inside.

Mummy (screaming): ‘Oh yes! You’re as big as Daddy! Keep going!’

Daddy positioned his hand on the doorknob and flung the door open, to the awkward scene of his younger son humping Mummmy in doggie style.

Mummy (shockingly): ‘Dear! I.. ‘

Bernice immediately reached for Daddy’s erection and stroked it, as though telling Mummy not to worry about it. Dad went straight to Mummy and hugged her, and behind her sobbing voice..

Mummy: ‘You two brother and sister cannot do it with each other k?’

The siblings replied ‘ok’ at the same time and Bernice pulled her cardigan off her shoulders.

Bernice: ‘Daddy.. can we join them?’

His arms opened to include their teenage daughter in their embrace and their son, hugged Mummy from behind with his hard on.

Mummy: ‘Let’s finish this.’

That night was the wildest night for the family of four, with moans and groans following orgasms and messy ejaculations. On the bed, with their lust satiated, Mummy had been in Daddy’s arms after their own intense workout.

Daddy: ‘So dear.. when did you and Alex got started?’
Mummy: ‘Umm.. ‘

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A Little Too Much Enjoyment

Reena: ‘Hey! Have you been waiting for long?’

In her school P.E. shirt and a small FBT shorts, she hugged her boyfriend who just booked out. Immediately she could feel the bulge on his jeans pressing between her legs and she grabbed it naughtily, teasing Jeremy as he picked up his bulky assault bag over his shoulders.

She had a body just like any 17 year old. Slim with fats at the right spots, toned by the P.E. lessons from the cirriculum. Legs thin enough for short skirts and body well-endowed for low cuts. Not exactly a symbol of sex, but a figure that will grow on anyone once you have seen how she dressed – or undressed.

Stepping into the lift to their usual hideout floor, he hid behind her while he removed his belt and unbuttoned his pants, leaving his shirt to cover his readiness. The moment they went into the corner of the stair landing, their hands went under and began roaming each others’ bodies, unhooking bra and stretching his underwear.

Reena (whispering): ‘It’s so big already.’

She sat on the lower step and leaned backwards, while he kneeled higher so his dick would be aligned to her mouth. Sucking it dutifully, she worked her tongue all over it to coat it with her saliva before pushing the stick between her lips. There wasn’t much for her to do as he did the work, ramming at her mouth as her cheeks collapsed to the strong suction.

Her shorts and panties had been stripped as her shirt was long enough, so she could masturbate while he helped himself to get it really really hard.

Once he was done, they went to the railings and she held onto it, stretching her back straight in a standing doggie. A quickie you might call it, but it was the only place they could get any sex at all. Jeremy went behind her and plunged right in, jolting her senses awake with a moan.

The silent pounding continued to their bodies jerking violently, at the same time, he had been keeping watch at the opening where the handrails were. Secretly, he had asked one of his buddies for help, to film their outdoor action. And in return..

Jeremy brought both Reena’s hands to the back and tied them up with an extra long cable tie, which she did not question in the midst of reaching an orgasm. Right then, the prominent shadow came from above and she was hugged tight from behind, by her boyfriend.

Jeremy: ‘Reena, let’s try something new today k?’

Reena: ‘I don’t want!’

He took a few steps forward till her belly was against the rails, and his friend handed his phone to Jeremy before unzipping his jeans. Reena could not scream as she was almost naked. All she did was to put up a strong struggle, that Jeremy and his friend managed by bending her arms till it hurt.

Jeremy gave way to his friend once his dick was exposed, squatting down to open his girl’s legs up for him. Unable to overpower them, she bit her lips as a huge dick pierced into her pussy, shooting pain through her body that got worse whenever she fought back.

Reena (whispering loudly): ‘Let me go now!’

It was too late when the rest of his shaft sank into her hole. It had stretched her pussy to its limit, to a point she could feel every bumps and grooves on his rod. In no time, it was sliding in and out of her, in a vacuum her pussy had created without any space for even her own juices.

Mind blanked from the intense sensation, she no longer made any sounds and had bent her chest forward, to any eyes that might look up the handrails from above or below. Her shirt was pulled up for the video and the rape ensued.

Given his size, Reena’s body gave in to the orgasms just a minute into the high-speed thrusts, weakening her legs. Anyway, her feet was almost off the ground as the unknown man lifted her up to get the perfect angle.

For him, she was unbelievably tight too. And there was no intention for him to last long. It was fuck-and-go in that situation. About five minutes into the pussy ripping sex, he began to speed up and pulled out before he came.

Both guys helped her onto the steps and Jeremy went behind her to open her mouth, while his friend stuck his dick in and tugged her head. Within seconds, her cheeks puffed up with cum and more dribbled out of her lips around his shaft. The few strokes of deep throat forced some of his cum into her tummy, and the rest left around her lips.

Once he was done, he got dressed and went behind the couple with his phone still in video recording mode. Jeremy opened her legs and leaned onto her, sinking his dick into the now-loosened pussy. Thrusting at the lifeless body, he was the only person groaning up till the moment he was about to shoot.

Aiming his dick at her face, he jerked himself off and sprayed over her forehead, tilted her head down as he came and let cum covered her eyes. Like a rapist, he let go of her once he was done and got dressed, picking her shorts and panties up for the getaway with his friend.

Friend (fainting voice): ‘Call Janice now. Let’s go find her.’

Those were the words Reena heard as they ran down the stairs, leaving her face soiled and half-naked. Broken and emotional, she did not move at all for at least five minutes. After which, someone passed by and saw her backview, white shirt with streaks of brown stains from the dirty steps and railings.

Andrew: ‘Hey.. are you alright?’

He ransacked his bag for the packet of tissue he bought from a disabled uncle, wiping her face clean before carrying her up in his arms. He brought her into his place just one floor above and gave her the shower she needed, where she gave him a strong bear hug.

Reena (whispering): ‘Don’t let go of me. Ever.’

At his place sleeping for three hours straight, it was almost 9pm when she was awakened by the smell of food. That same man, who cleaned her up, had brought a plate of noodles into the bedroom, happily feeding her once she was up.

Reena: ‘Thanks for taking care of me.’

Andrew: ‘No worries about it. I’ve seen you around. You stay on the 7th floor right?’

She nodded and finished the food, wearing her washed-and-dried t-shirt with her school skirt before making a call home.

Reena: ‘Can I drop by when I need someone to talk to?’

Andrew: ‘Sure you can. Give me a call first.’

At the door, she gave him the longest hug he ever had and left smiling.

Andrew (shouting): ‘I’ll take care of you if you want! I’ll never let you go!’

She smiled at him right before turning down the stairs. For the days to come, he experienced what the rape had done to her, unlocking a side that brought her sexuality to the next level. The reason her ex-boyfriend was with her was for sex, getting her addicted to it. Then came the rape, where she was abused so kinkily she actually enjoyed the process.

Andrew, now owns a pandora box someone else has opened, and he is more than happy to care for the newly unleashed nymphomanic.