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Void Deck Adventure

Walking in front of me was a thin lady with highlighted hair, a black shirt to go with a pair of worn out blue floral shorts that made her legs stand out in the simplest outfit for a walk around the neighbourhood.

I turned into a corner after spotting my favourite writing table empty and placed my stuff down before walking over to the vending machine to get my dose of jasmine green tea. Right as I bent down to retrieve the can, the same girl stood behind me and gave me a jump when I stood up.

Me: ‘Yes?’
Girl: ‘I don’t know if you can help me but I am taking an accountancy test tomorrow, and I need someone to guide me.’
Me: ‘I am not very good in accounts eh.’
Girl: ‘Can use your iPad?’

Seeing that my personal writing time was about to disappear into thin air, I couldn’t resist helping this poor girl who had this ‘lian-ish’ (gangster-like) look with her dress code.

We sat at the table I left my stuff on and she frantically flipped her books to continue memorising from where she stopped.

Girl: ‘What are you doing here at this hour?’
Me: ‘I writefor hobby.’
Girl: ‘Really? What kind? I read once in a while too.’
Me: ‘Haha. Can do say? It’s not something I am proud of.’
Girl: ‘Okay then. Do you mind if I smoke?’

I gave her a tilted nod and she lit the one stick she hid in her long hair above her ear. I could not write at ease with another person beside and ended up doing some housekeeping for my site. Apart from the distracted work I did, some time was also dedicated to helping her Google the right search terms to get the answers she needed.

Before we knew it, an hour had passed and it was close to 1am when she was done with her study.

Clara: ‘I am so excited about tomorrow. I don’t think I can sleep.’
Me: ‘Just lie in bed and think about what you studied? It should help you sleep.’
Clara: ‘Cannot! I will end up checking my notes when I cannot remember something. Haha. You live around here?’
Me: ‘Yeah. Just two blocks away.’
Clara: ‘Do you think I should drink before bed?’
Me: ‘Of course not! What if you oversleep?’
Clara: ‘Ya hor.’

As the clock showed 1:00, I pocketed my phone and disconnected my bluetooth keyboard, ready to head home for the night before my work starts in the afternoon.

Clara: ‘Eh, can you stay with me for a while more? I want to see the website you showed me that has tips on accounting.’

As God had planned, a group of guys and girls walked towards us and saw that the table was taken. They turned to a corner about ten feet away and placed the plastic bags down, knocking the bottles against the concrete floor. Before the page could even finish loading, a thick smog of cigarette blew in our direction and music started playing from their phones.

Clara: ‘Let’s go somewhere quieter. Maybe outside my house? At the stairs.’

I did not say anything to prevent inhaling more second hand smoke and walked closely behind her, taking no breaks till we reached the quiet stairs outside her house.

She sat next to me with her butt against mine and shared the screen on my lap. From my height, assisted by the overhead lamps, I could glance into her collar and spot the white bra she wore under. It wasn’t anything sexy or low cut, but her bra was clearly oversized to protect the brown tips barely touching the cups.

Clara: ‘Eh! Can don’t stare until so obvious?’
Me: ‘Oops. Sorry sorry. Your bra seems too big hor?’
Clara: ‘Tsk! Still say!’

She clicked on ‘2’ to move to the second page and I leaned against the edge of the steps behind me to stretch myself. Her hair was smelling so good and it looked so soft and smooth, tempting me to just paste my nose on them and take a deep breath.

Still glued to my iPad, she asked if her hair smelled good and I laughed at my deep breaths that gave me away. Running my hand around her waist, I pulled her closer and she snuggled conveniently into my embrace.

Clara: ‘Put this behind.’

She held the iPad for me and I gently place it behind my head, out of the way for whatever we were going to do. There was no hesitation when she cupped her hand over my ice cold knee and slid upwards into my shorts. My arm went around her neck and made its way into her collar, feeling the straps of the bra that led to her breasts.

Warming her chest with my palm, she squirmed as I clipped her nipples between my fingers and rolled them around for a bit. Her fingers wriggled into the netting of my shorts and went around my dick that was growing to the idea of getting lucky on this peaceful night. Perhaps she needed help to be tired so she could sleep too.

Once my hand reached the maximum depth from her neck, I couldn’t just stop there and exited her shirt, going to her back to unhook the bra that did not even fit her. As the straps went out of her arms to remove them entirely, she was bending herself over my groin and stretching the waistband of my shorts just enough to expose my hard on.

Feeling her tongue give a lick at the tip, I realised it was too awkward to get my hands anywhere else and got her to sit in front of me, right between my legs. From there, I lifted her shirt above her chest and fondled her boobs as her lips began gliding gracefully up and down my shaft, maintaining a little suction as her head bobbed.

Bending my back to its limit, I managed to stick my fingers into her shorts and felt the closeness of her pussy to the cloth.

Me: ‘You got wear panties?’

She shook her head with my dick in her mouth and was forced deeper by my tummy that was pushing the back of her head. Digging my way into her bottoms, the slight wetness on my fingertips told me more than what I needed to know and my fingers moved along her slit to get more moisture out of her.

Me: ‘Don’t suck me anymore. Face the front?’
Clara: ‘Cannot lah. Still very weird like this. Move all the way to the top.’

We took a few steps back and sat on the platform connecting two flights of steps, with her sitting in front of my opened legs and the drawstrings of her shorts undone. I pushed my hand into her waist and felt the wetness that was waiting for me. Wasting no time, I began attacking her clit and her legs overlapped mine to give me more ‘maneuverability’.

Slowly, I dipped my fingers into her pussy and she was holding on to my wrist tighter, as though she was the pilot in the cockpit. Well, cockpit sounded like the best word in this case. After her pussy was totally covered in her own juice, and her moans got louder till she scared herself, she reached for the handrail beside us and stood up.

She tugged her shorts down her butt and left the perfect gap for me to penetrate her. It felt so discreet and safe that she did not worry when I took some time to get the tip at her entrance. Once I was at her ‘door’, she was moving her butt backwards in an attempt to get me inside her as soon as possible.

Having no rubber between us, there was always this fear that I might cum before any of us even enjoyed. The soft walls of her vagina stretched effortlessly to accommodate my entry and I found no trouble sinking my meat all the way in one trip. As soon as I was in, she was backing on me to hurry the fuck up. Yes, I should hurry the fuck up.

Holding onto her waist and feeling her soft but firm skin in my hands, I rammed my hips at her and she was moaning in such a contradicting tone. Part of her wanted to scream out loud, and the other part knew she had to be totally quiet. All I could hear was Mmm.. and deep breaths she took when she opened her mouth wide.

With the clock ticking, I knew she needed sleep no matter how ‘sexcited’ she was and picked up my pace, causing her to moan in a weak voice. The waves of pleasure echoing through her body translated to the tightening of her pussy, sealing my dick into an air-tight environment. There was no need to force my way in as the vacuum would bring me right to the depths, where she would tiptoe as I hit the deepest spot.

Clara (whispering): ‘Go faster! I am cumming!’

With one hand hanging on the railings, her other hand was lowering her shorts, dropping at her feet and got kicked out of the way. Her legs parted and I went even faster, expending my last bit of energy reserved for the final moment.

While she was gathering the energy for the climax, my dick happily joined in the countdown and signalled to me that ‘Armegeddon’ was about to reach us. She felt the powerdown in my tempo and pushed me back till my back was against the wall. Using the handrail as a support, she threw her butt at my groin, making me feel as though I was raped willingly.

Me: ‘I am about to shoot as well! Relax can?’
Clara: ‘Don’t care le! I want to cum with you.’

Holding her shoulders to sink my dick deep, we were so sex-starved that any positions would do at that instance. Right after I felt her pussy turning into a black hole, sucking me into the deepest ends and then exerting high pressure around it, my bullets chambered straight to my barrel and I trembled my hips at her pussy, jerking like a machine gun gone out of control.

The humongous load then triggered her body into a convulsion and a powerful jet of cum splashed onto the ground before her feet, like a pipe gone wild. Her pussy then contracted randomly around my dick and I bet it couldn’t shrink even if it wanted to, especially not in that suction and the ‘massage’ it was experiencing.

Still stuck inside her, I shifted our bodies to the next flight of stairs and sat down with her on top. Reaching around her waist, I located her clit and massaged them in circles, where her hands suddenly went around my neck and pulled me next to her face.

At that moment, another round of juices sprayed at where we stood earlier and made a puddle that flowed towards the drainage hole in the corner. My fingers did not stop moving and kept tuning her clit till she clamped her legs shut to stop me from tormenting her any further.

Pulling herself up with the grill, she landed hard on her ass and I handed her the shorts I saved before the cum reached it. She wore it tiredly and was covered in sweat, sticking some of her hair across her face. I gathered all our belongings and went back to sit beside her, swiping her wet hair behind her ears to see her satisfied expression.

Clara: ‘You know, my ex was so scared when I squirt on his bed. I never dared to do it in public places until I met you. Everything felt so right and I just had to try it.’
Me: ‘Now you can sleep better?’
Clara: ‘Yeah. Damn tired now.’

I stood up and helped her up, before she walked a flight down with one hand hanging on dearly to the railings. Wobbling to her unit, she waved goodbye at me waiting for the lift and I smiled gladly at her.

Clara (whispering): ‘Pss! My number!’

I ran to her before the lift reached and handed her my phone, which she typed her number down and saved it under a name she refused to tell me. Only after I got home (about five minutes later), I saw an unusual name of ‘Sexy Girl’ and sent her a message on Whatsapp.

Clara (Whatsapp): ‘I am sleeping le. Super fun day for me. Goodnight! – xoxo ;)’

The next day, we met again after her paper and she gave me a hug below her block, knocking her braless breasts on me. In exchange, my dick knocked on her pussy over her skirt and she planted a kiss on my cheeks while rubbing her hand over my bulge.

Clara: ‘Time to reward you for helping me yesterday.’
Me: ‘Same place?’
Clara: ‘Nope. My house this time. I want my parents to know who helped me last night.’

Meeting the parents so soon? We only spent half a minute at the living room greeting her parents and the rest of the evening happened in her bedroom. Rounds and rounds of sex, with her squirting into a small pail whenever she came just to keep her bed dry and clean.

Would you guys consider 1/4 of the bucket to be a lot?

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Raped by a Virgin

Shirley (shouting): ‘I’m home!’

Danny jolted awake from his sleep and found himself in the same position he was left a few hours ago, arms and legs tied to the bed frame to keep him imprisoned. It had been two days since he had saw any light with the blindfold around his head and the long hours of tortured made him beg for freedom from the last person he could imagined doing this to him.

He was originally supposed to be the more sexually driven person in their short three months of relationship but ever since he date raped her a week ago, he became a sex victim to his very own girlfriend.

Shirley: ‘Are you ready for tonight?’
Danny: ‘Please let me go. I will do anything you ask, but free me first?’
Shirley: ‘Then I won’t get to play the dom anymore right?’
Danny: ‘No no! I will let you have control.’

He felt the tip of a straw at the corner of his mouth and sucked in huge mouthful till the glass was empty. Starved and driven to thirst, he had no idea what he did to the innocent girl turned crazy from the rape. As soon as the thud came from the glass landing on the table, she climbed into the bed and he sensed her skirt or dress dragging over his groin.

Shirley: ‘How many rounds today?’
Danny: ‘I don’t want it anymore.. please.. I beg you.’

Her hand went around his dick and gave it a few pumps before it grew instinctively till it reached the huge size he used to take her virginity away. Feeling her body weight increasing on his tummy, his dick felt the moist pussy touching the tip, followed by the rest of her vagina devouring his hard cock.

Danny could not overpower the girl who had been taking dance classes with his hands tied, feeling her hips grind against his groin as his dick slipped in and out of her wet cunt. With her hands on his chest, she rode him non-stop and he was groaning to his dick being milked by the tightening hole.

After she spent a few minutes on top, she leaned her body backwards, pressing on his calves as her feet parked themselves next to his waist. Bouncing up and down, the dick head stroked along the underside of her pussy and sent her moaning louder as her g-spot was teased mercilessly.

Shirley: ‘You like to hear me moan right? I like to see you in agony. Please me and I might let you go.’

The last statement had been ringing in his ears for the uncountable times he had came, and she used that excuse to get him to lick her whenever she got tired. But that evening, she was much livelier as his hips kept slamming against her butt and felt his dick fall into submission to her clenched hole.

Shirley returned to riding him in the normal cowgirl after getting her first orgasm for the night and continued fucking her boyfriend who was groaning in pain, partly caused by his dick that was thrown into a constant state of pleasure without a break. Even for Danny whom had wished he had a sex-starved girlfriend, Shirley proved to him that it could well be more than what he could handle if such a wish ever came true.

After a long and torturous ten minutes, their bodies were covered in perspiration, the deprived girl still bouncing happily on top of him, making sure to cover every inch of his dick.

Danny: ‘Shirley, please.. I am going to shoot. Get off.’

Sitting herself up on his dick, she jerked her waist like a belly-dancer to send his dick into oblivion as she felt her pussy squeezing before her orgasm. Going faster than before, the shackles around his wrists clanged louder to his struggle, mind thrown into a state of blank as his dick went over sensitive to her gyrating hips.

Shirley: ‘Your dick is pumping so fast now.’
Danny: ‘Yeah! Argh.. argh.. ‘

His voice softened as his cum fireworked into her pussy, filling her up with the fresh load of semen for the day. Shirley slowed down as well, recovering from her orgasm but was still moving on top of him. Leaning her boobs over his mouth, she placed the tip at his lips and he took it like a hungry puppy, licking and nibbling on it till she was satisfied.

Shirley: ‘You’re getting better with your mouth huh?’
Danny: ‘Can you let me rest now?’
Shirley: ‘I wanted to, but you turned me on again with my nipples.’

Shit.. This time, she got off his body and sat between his legs with her legs folded. Lowering her mouth over his throbbing half-erection, she sucked on it hungrily till it was fully up.

For her second mission, she slammed her face against his groin and took him deep down her throat, getting used to the gagging that was disappearing into the second day of practice. Feeling her throat contract around his dick, Danny was already in a trance making moaning sounds as his dick begged silently for mercy.

Shirley: ‘You wanted this right? When you fucked my mouth after raping me?’

Using her tongue, she licked the sides clean of cum and went back to deep throating him. Fingering herself between her thighs, she moaned louder for him to get some relieve and he was soon thrusting his hips upwards at her as she sucked.

Shirley knew she could rest more if he did the work and let her use her mouth, ramming all the way without rest so he would get too tired. After a good five minutes of mouth-fucking, his waist grew weak but the urge to cum was about to arrive.

The trained girl picked up the signs immediately and picked herself up, squatting down while facing his feet and lowering her pussy with her legs closed. The tightness wasn’t new to him but was certainly overwhelming to his sensitive dick.

As soon as she standing doing little squats above his groin, Danny begged for her to slow down to let his penis recover, since he could not cum if his dick was getting numb. Listening to his request, she paused for a minute to catch her breath as well. Once he was groaning again to the slight shifting of her butt, she knew he was ready and resumed slamming her butt on his dick.

Shirley: ‘Cumming? Cumming?’
Danny: ‘Yes yes! Oh my god!’

The slapping sounds of their genitals got louder as he creamed the second serving into her, going into a slight convulsion as his dick got so sensitive he was losing his mind.

Shirley lifted her body up after the pulses in his rod died down and let her meat pie squeeze the load out and over his manhood, like a sausage covered in a cheese sauce.

Shirley: ‘Had fun? I am going to shower now. Once I am done, I will come back for more.’

Danny’s neck relaxed and fell his head onto the pillows, where a drop of tear formed at the corner of his eyes. There was no knowing how long would this abuse last, and he was regretting what he did to his girlfriend who had gave in to his every request except the vaginal intercourse, which he took by force.

Another glass of purplish liquid was swallowed down his dry throat that had crushed Viagra mixed into it, and he was hard and ready in no time for the long night to come.

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Sporting Tenant

Me: ‘Can you sit properly? It’s so unglam.’
Amy: ‘Aiya. Don’t care lah. No one here also.’

She stayed in that position with her legs wide opened on the coffee table watching the TV and I went into the kitchen to pour myself a cup of strawberry milk. Magically, the 21 year old student who rent a room in my house could smell it and called out to me for a cup as well.

She was studying in a local university but did not want to share a room in the dorm, and my place happened to be near her school. Despite the fact that she would be staying with another guy, she still went around the house in those skimpy tops and just her panties. From the times she went to school and out elsewhere, it was so different in terms of clothing and manners. Her wardrobe probably had tons of clothes since she would only go out in expensive looking dresses and proper make up.

Once I had poured the cups of milk, I opened the top cupboard and took out a steel capsule where I kept some sleeping pills for my insomnia that happened once in a while. Splitting half a tablet for her, I crushed it with the milk bottle and dispersed into her drink.

Me: ‘Here.’

The cute girl took the cup in her hands and gulped the contents down without a pause, licking her lips and returning the cup to the table for me to clean up.

We sat at the couch for a while before she started yawning, as the show came to an end. With her head slouched on the headrest, she was getting motionless but figured that she was just too lazy to move.

Amy: ‘Did you put something in my drink? I’m feeling so tired all of a sudden.’
Me: ‘Hello, you live in the same house as me leh. Why would I do that?’

A few more yawns later, she picked herself up and wobbled to her door, where she suddenly collapsed on the floor. I dashed over to her and helped her up, arms around her waist and holding her against my body. We made our way to her room and I placed her on the bed.

Amy: ‘I think my menses is coming. It happens sometimes.’
Me: ‘Have a rest first. Don’t think about anything else.’

I turned the air conditioning to 20 degrees and left the room, waiting for her to get more drowsy before checking on her again.

Amy (shouting): ‘J! Can you accompany me till I fall asleep?’

Returning to her room, I quickly sat myself down on her bed and covered my hard on with the corner of her blanket. She grabbed my wrist and held it there while she started talking about her school and the stress she was facing. My mind was no longer on the sleeping pill but her worries that she was pouring out from her heart.

Amy: ‘You know? Living with you makes me feel so safe. Like you’re taking care of me. I missed this kind of closeness since I decided to live on my own.’
Me: ‘Close your eyes. You’ll be asleep soon. Don’t think so much k?’

I stayed by her side till she fell asleep and I raised the blanket above her hips, where the same pair of baby blue panties was still clad around her groin, giving me a glimpse of her cameltoe. Poking her a few times around her arms, she did not react to it and simply slept with a peaceful face.

Right then, my mind went into clockwork and I tugged her panties down her fair legs, that were waxed every two weeks. Her shirt was lifted over her head and as I rolled her body sideways to unhook her bra, I felt her hand moving up my thighs and into my boxers.

Amy: ‘So you really drugged my milk?’
Me: ‘I.. I just couldn’t resist you anymore.’
Amy: ‘Is this the first time you put it?’
Me: ‘Yeah. You were especially teasing today with your panties giving you a wedgie between your legs.’

Her hand kept pushing into my boxers till her fingers were around my dick, held against her cold palm and warming her up.

Amy: ‘You know, you can just ask and I’ll give it to you. I’ve liked you for some time now.’
Me: ‘How would I know? You belong to the higher class in my eyes.’
Amy: ‘I’ll take that as a compliment then.’

She reached her arms out at me and I pulled her upright, before she patted on the bed and asked me to lie down. In front of my eyes, the sweet girl brushed her fringe to above her ears and stripped my panties off, and removed her bra for me to enjoy her firm breasts. The set of nipples were so small yet perfectly sized, like a cherry atop an ice cream cake.

I watched closely as her mouth went over my dick and she sucked on the tip for a moment to get my pre-cum flowing. Her lips slid gracefully down slowly as her saliva dribbled down the sides of my shaft, lubricating for what was to come. Her slender neckline kept her body right above my crotch but allowed her head to bob along my dick, massaging the full length with her mouth.

My body couldn’t help but shiver as her slippery mouth went up and down, making me groan uncontrollably as she used her tongue to cushion the bottom of my shaft. There I was in another world with her mouth going continuously, and she seemed so pleased to hear how turned on I was.

After what seemed like a short blowjob, a choking sound came and I stopped her immediately, knowing that she attempted to go deeper to make me feel good.

Me: ‘You don’t have to do that for me. Come, your turn to lie down.’

She fell beside me and lifted her head for my arm to get out. I went to her groin and parted her feet next to my body, lying on my chest right in front of her pussy. Tongue out and closing in, she was spreading her pussy lips to expose her clit and I went straight for it, flicking it up and down with my relaxed tongue.

The arching of her back was so sexy and my eyes were fixated on her most of the time, admiring the smooth tummy rise and fall to my teasing. Planting my lips around her clit, I squeezed my lips together and sucked hard, making her squeal as her body trembled violently. Like a tsunami, the wave grew bigger as my tongue went all out, stroking every part of her pussy till she grabbed my hair and held my face in her groin.

A tiny stream of juice leaked and it went down like a river onto the bedsheets. The mesmerising sight of a beautiful teen cumming to my mouth was short lived but surely fulfilling.

Amy: ‘Don’t lick me anymore. I want you inside me.’
Me: ‘I don’t have a condom.’
Amy: ‘You don’t need it. We have been together for six months and I never saw you bring any girls home. Of course you don’t have condoms.’

Unsure if it was a sneer remark or compliment, I knew she was right. My left hand had been my ‘girlfriend’ for almost a year now and there was no need for condoms. I kneeled beside her hips and she held my dick, pointed at her wet, fleshy opening. We connected in the most sensual manner as she guided me in, using her feet to push me at her pace till I was covered in her raw softness.

Amy: ‘Don’t move first. Let me sit up.’

I straightened my legs behind her and hugged her before sitting up, breathing in the floral scent that her body was giving off. I wasn’t sure if I could do much in this position but she knew how to do it. Our arms went around each other and she jerked her hips back and forth, sliding against the sheets and letting the momentum do the work.

My dick was going in and out of her easily and the moans she was giving off showed me how high she was. No matter what, she must have known that her body enjoyed this angle and I did not say a word but leaned backwards on my hands for her to keep going.

After two minutes, she moved her waist faster and I felt the pressure in her vagina increasing. Cold sweat was breaking out on the surface of her glowing skin and I knew she was about to cum. Her head flung backwards flicking her long hair across my face and her body leaned back like mine, moving only our hips against each other.

Without any warning, her arms gave way and she fell hard on the bed, while I took over the thrust and pounded at her pussy with my butt on the bed.

Amy: ‘I’m cumming! Slow down! Slow down!’

Knowing she was going crazy, I returned my knees to kneel under her butt and raised her legs above my shoulders.

Amy: ‘Oh shit. Not this position! I’ll get too.. sensitive! ‘

I knew I would be going much deeper in this pose and rammed really hard down on her contracting slit. Her head threw itself left and right as her fingers clenched at my biceps, shaking uncontrollably as the single orgasm came and knocked her breathless.

My dick was still hard and it wasn’t too far from cumming as well. Ignoring her pleas to let her rest, I forcefully opened her legs and flipped her to the side, hugging one leg against my chest.

Me: ‘You want this position or doggie?’

Amy did not reply and I couldn’t wait for her to either. Her head was turned at me as my hips kept moving and she bit her lips to show me how sensitive she was. Not feeling anything from the side-bonk, I carried her waist up and her knees fell into position below her body.

Holding on firmly to her waist, I initiated the crazy doggie style and she could only grabbed onto the pillow to ease the agony. Driving my dick like a jackhammer, juices kept gushing out of her pussy. Throughout the full five minutes of my backdoor ram, she was begging me to let her go and she would help me in other ways.

How could I stop even if I wanted to? My body was moving on its own and it was definitely making her too crazy to keep up. Like all good things, I felt the end nearing and I slowed down, to hear her asking if I was going to shoot.

Me: ‘Yeah. I take it out k?’
Amy: ‘Finally!’

She collapsed to the side near the wall and she held onto my wrist to bring me to her mouth. Going on my knees next to the pillow, she took my dick sideways and remained motionless. Since she was too tired, I could help myself right? I pinned her head on the pillow and shoved my dick at her, going as deep as I wanted and feeling her suction trying to keep up with my tempo.

Me: ‘I’m shooting.’

She placed one of her palm at the base of my dick and she moved her mouth on her own, milking me for the last lap before my dick sneezed out hard, ejaculating all the semen I had stored for over a week. Seeing her cheeks puffed up was a nice view as she kept sucking me. I was somewhat numb from the intensity earlier and did not succumb to her dick head tease when she tried to make me feel what she went through.

A minute later, I pulled my dick out of her mouth and sat on her bed, watching my rod twitch without any drops forming on the tip.

Amy: ‘Why don’t you get sensitive from me sucking?’
Me: ‘Cause it’s slightly numb when I went so fast inside you?’
Amy: ‘Wasted. Thought I can make you beg for me to stop.’

I turned myself around and covered her body with the blanket, giving her a kiss on the forehead as she gave me a wide yawn.

Amy: ‘Can we do it tomorrow?’
Me: ‘I am living with you right? You can do it anytime you want. Or I want.’

A sweet smile appeared across her face as I stood by the bed with our clothes, turning off the bedside lamp after she closed her eyes. She remained a mystery to an extend when she offered to pay for the utility bills when she rented the room, and our conversations around the house were usually harmless that were totally unrelated to what happened that night.

The next morning, I woke up to her sucking my morning wood and she was still naked with her breasts shaking as she worked her mouth. She offered to make breakfast with me and while she was frying the egg, I was pounding my German-sized sausage into the distracted moaning girl.

With the both of us ending school and work around six in the evening, it wasn’t hard to understand why we were sleeping by 10pm. Imagine the workout we had during that 4 hours – daily.

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Slow Poison

Looking at the bottle containing a few drops of poison he had bought from a peddler on the streets of the red light district, Ansen was headed to his secondary two student’s place for tuition. After Michelle opened the door for him, she left him in her bedroom where it doubled as a study as well, giving him all the privacy to empty the bottle into her cup of bubble tea that was sitting atop the desk.

After a few minutes, Michelle came back into the room wearing a singlet where the opening for the arms were so huge he could peer into them and spot the loose pink bra that barely hid her nipples.

Lessons began normally and he was eyeing her as she sipped from the plastic cup, swallowing the poison that Ansen himself wasn’t sure what would happen. About thirty minutes later, Michelle felt her body getting warmer and a few parts of her body were getting extra sensitive, especially those without the protection of any skin, like her mouth, nipples, and clit.

Apart from the weird sensation, her arms were going numb and limp, slowly travelling down to her spine and lower body. She had gone motionless but was seated throughout the time and Ansen knew something was happening.

Ansen: ‘Are you alright Michelle?’
Michelle: ‘I think my body is going numb. I can’t move my arms and legs.’
Ansen: ‘Did you sit for too long? Let me help you to the bed.’

Without waiting for her reply, he stood up with a raging hard on and carried her up effortlessly, dropping her on the bed to see if she could react. Seeing that she could not respond physically, he did not waste anymore time and started unbuttoning his top, to the fearful expression of Michelle who was losing her ability to speak.

After Ansen was naked waist down with his shirt undone, he easily pulled her singlet off and unclasped her bra, before tugging her shorts down with the laced underwear she had wore just to feel sexy at home. There was no comparison to what she was going through when she felt so helpless, letting him fondle her small A cups and nipples as though she was a doll.

Once his hands got tired of playing with her lifeless body, his mouth went next over her nipples and suckled on them gently, turning on the unwillingly body of Michelle that was getting wet from the princess-like treatment. His lips kissed downwards from her chest and her knees were raised in the air, feeling his tongue nearing her pussy that she had shaved to maintain cleanliness.

A little peck to her clit sent her body trembling and it drove Ansen even crazier. Licking along her slit continuously, Michelle could not fight the urge to moan and produced very hoarse sounds to tell him how much she was enjoying it. The whole idea of a slimy tongue wriggling around her pussy sounded dirty but when she was the victim of such treatment, her body simply gave in to the madness and enjoyed every minute of the one-way service.

Ansen: ‘Shall we make love? I will be gentle with you.’

That was exactly what a rapist would say, and she couldn’t do anything except watch him positioned himself right below her hips, with her legs opened to the sides. He used his dick to flick across her pussy to get it lubricated and she was moaning softly as it brushed her swollen clit.

Right after, he angled his rod downwards and it poked at her entrance. No matter how scary it was, she did not feel a single bit of pain when his body got nearer, sinking his dick one inch at a time. Somehow, the poison had disabled the ‘pain’ receptors and Ansen was surprised at how a virgin could take him so painlessly.

Nonetheless, he could not be bothered with that and went all the way, filling her pussy with the hot, throbbing piece of meat. A sensual ‘ahhh’ went into his ears as he laid on top and he immediately fired his hips at her, thrusting the matured oversized of cock into the juvenile body that was far from the legal age for sex.

As time past, her speech recovered and the first words that came from her mouth was unlike what we’ve imagined.

Michelle (whispering): ‘Ansen, don’t stop. Go faster.’

A shocked face stared at her when he heard what she said and he picked his chest up by straightening his arms. Pounding harder into her pussy, he was groaning louder as she mewed innocently to his vigour. After some time of intense missionary, her body was recovering and she managed to gather enough strength to kick him away feebly.

Instead of running away, she rolled herself over in slow-mo and Ansen helped to pick her butt up in doggie style. He grabbed her tiny waist and shoved his cock in without warning, sending Michelle screaming as he rammed into her g-spot. Anyway, every area of her vagina was in contact with that huge cock and she was climaxing without rest in the position earlier.

Ansen: ‘I am going to fuck you all the way!’
Michelle: ‘Pleaseeee..’

She buried her face into his pillow as he picked up his speed and jerked her body so fast she could not balance herself if not for him holding her still. Her pussy was overwhelmed by the non-stop flooding of pleasure and she could stop shaking from the orgasms that came just minutes apart.

Michelle: ‘Cher, I can’t take it anymore. I am going crazy.’
Ansen: ‘I am already crazy. Shooting soon!’

Of all things he dared to experiment, getting a girl pregnant was a lifelong consequence and he did not want to be burdened with that. Abruptly dislodging his dick from her pussy, Michelle fell to her sides and he immediately went to kneel before her mouth.

Ansen: ‘Suck it for me.’

Michelle was in a daze too high to care and let him forced his dick into her, thrusting at her for the next three minutes. She was still rubbing her sensitive clit and fingering her love holes with at least two fingers when he was fucking her mouth.

Ansen: ‘Here it comes.’

She gave him a hard suck and used the tip of her tongue to tease his pee hole as he groaned in agony. The waves of warm yoghurt poured into her mouth with serenity, without the forceful squirts she was expecting to have. It all ended when he could no longer take anymore of her tongue action and stepped away from her, wearing his clothes in a hurry to escape what he just did.

Michelle: ‘You are leaving already? There is still an hour.’
Ansen: ‘I am not going to wait around here till you call the cops.’
Michelle: ‘Why would I? I want to do it again with you. You can take photos of me if you think I am going to report you.’

Ansen stopped what he was doing and wondered what came into his student. Taking his phone out, he put it in video mode and aimed at Michelle who was touching herself all over, like a pornstar asking to be fucked. A few photos were taken with her in suggestive poses and he was naked in no time, standing in front of her bed and letting her suck his cock like a slut.

Whatever the bottle of poison had done, it was worth it and he was about to make a trip down to get another dose before going for his next student’s place.

Ansen (Whatsapp): ‘Take a picture of yourself and send it to me every night. I’ll drop by tomorrow again to make up for a lesson that we missed last month. Be ready by then.’
Michelle (Whatsapp): ‘Here’s the picture. I just can’t stop masturbating myself. Can you come every day?’
Ansen (Whatsapp): ‘I can’t. But you can visit me every day.’

With that, a master and slave relationship began and he narrowly escaped being reported for rape, as long as she was still addicted to him right?

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A Table for Two

It felt good when all eyes were on the pretty 20 year old girl who was walking next to Desmond when they boarded the bus. Calie was wearing a slim fitting beige coloured dress with floral prints on it and the length of it was slightly above her knees, showing much of her long legs that made the dress looked so short.

Making their way to the upper deck, they found a seat facing the spiral stairs where they could see people coming up.

Calie took the window seat and made herself comfortable with one knee against the plastic wall in front and Desmond rested his hand on her lap. Brushing up and down her smooth thighs, the young girl was turning him on by just being young. Desmond was a successful man in his 40s, enjoying his bachelor status with this lady whom had became his fling for almost two months.

Calie: ‘Where are we going now?’
Desmond: ‘To a block around my place. I feel like doing it outdoor today.’

His hand trailed down her thigh and into her dress, where she was asked to go pantyless for the job. Running his fingernails along her slit, she was like all the girls he had been with, adjusting her body as he paid more attention to her clit and wriggling a finger into her pussy every once in a while.

Calie was in no position to negotiate even if public sex sounded scary to her. She was as wet as she could get but he gave her a sense of protection whenever they met. Being a student in an ITE, she was aware that there were many girls out there who could replace her if she failed to meet his demands.

For him, she had been attending classes to make sure she appeared more like a ‘lady’ than a gangster from who she used to be. The desire to be in the same level of class as him would make her feel more confident about being ‘hired’ for time to come.

After they alighted the bus, they made their way to an older estate where mostly old folks stayed. Reaching a level where they found the stairs were the cleanest, he was busy messaging on his phone while asking her to stand in front of the opening in the wall, facing the shorter flats.

She automatically raised her dress to her hips and rubbed on her clit between her legs, moaning for him to hear as he continued to be busy on the phone.

Desmond: ‘So on today ah? I am closing a deal right now. Masturbate yourself first.’

She smiled at the thought of having more money and a longer working relationship and fingered herself deeper, moaning so ever sexually to lure him to start.

Desmond: ‘Forgot to tell you. I asked a friend who lives nearby to join in the fun as well.’

What could she expect when she was paid over three thousand a month? The thrice weekly meet up was considered little for anyone who forked so much, and this new participant would just be one of the things she had to manage if she wanted him to stay long term with her.

After a while of waiting, I made my way up to the floor they were at and saw Desmond texting on his phone, with Calie kneeling on the floor and pleasuring herself.

Desmond: ‘Hey bro! I think you can have her tonight. I’m having a hard time closing this deal.’
Me: ‘Which one? The BM trade ah?’
Desmond: ‘Yeah lah. Drag for so long, now suddenly say everyone must exit by midnight.’
Me: ‘Haiyo. Luckily I’ve finished it earlier today.’
Desmond: ‘How much in total?’
Me: ‘Just two-point-nine. I’m not as rich as you leh.’

I dropped my shorts and went to Calie, who was smiling sweetly as she stood up against the wall. There was no way I wanted to enjoy this alone as he would be closing his deal anytime from now.

Me: ‘Des, sit here. Don’t make her do double work.’
Desmond: ‘Wah. Only you can think of such things.’
Me: ‘Calie, kneel in front of him. You can put your knees on my slippers.’

She turned towards the flight of stairs and got on her knees, while I rolled a condom Desmond handed to me from his pocket. My fingers were wet as I did a check along her slit to see if she was wet enough. I couldn’t believe how devoted she was to this job as she had to masturbate herself for who-knows-how-long if I weren’t coming.

Giving my dick a few strokes up and down her pussy, her juices lubed my rod and I sank it slowly into her. She was quick to realise what she had to do with Desmond and struggled to unzip his pants as I pounded her gently from the back. Her tightness was one thing I liked, on top of the multi-million dollar deal Desmond and I were closing just a few moments ago.

Thrusting faster as her mouth went over his dick, Desmond had took his authentication token out and punching in the numbers for the final phase of the check-out. Knowing that he was soon to be done, I did not hold back anymore and rammed harder into the petite girl, making her moan as she sucked him deeper.

Feeling her pussy squeezing me harder, I knew what a gem he had picked up when he invited me over for a treat. Desmond’s phone was soon on the concrete floor and was leaning back with a pleased look, groaning to his girl who was blowing him diligently.

Calie: ‘How much did you earn?’
Desmond: ‘Just eight-point-two.’
Me: ‘Asshole.’

Unsure if the numbers made any sense to the ITE girl, she was doing a good job between us and Desmond was holding her head and using her mouth much harder.

Me: ‘Calie, you can pause for a while. I’ll let you please your master now. I am not so into vaginal intercourse.’

Desmond did not give a hoot about what I said and got up, exchanging places with me. Sitting on the warm steps, he penetrated her raw and got started in no time, groaning his voice sore as he pounded her much harder. Calie had my dick in her mouth and was gagging as her face jerked into my groin, sending me into the heavens with her tongue that did not stop roaming despite the discomfort.

Desmond: ‘Calie, I want you to help my friend out for the other four days of the week. I will double your pay.’

In a change of mood, she managed to stabilised her body with Desmond still ramming at her butt, and took my dick in another angle. Thrusting her neck up and down, she was milking me so skilfully I couldn’t help but grab her head. Using her mouth like a rag doll, I found myself thrusting mercilessly at her for almost five minutes, before Desmond exclaimed to me that he was cumming.

Right then, I felt my urge reaching climax as well and I told him I was about to end. He shifted Calie back a few steps and let me kneel on the floor as well, and taking over her body like a poor sex doll.

The both of us rammed our hips at each ends and kept going till we bro-fisted. We stopped almost at the same time as our cum left our bodies and flushed into her holes, filling her pussy and mouth up without a drip going to waste. Her tongue was still teasing my pee hole and her pussy was still contracting from the orgasm she had at the same time as us.

Very carefully, we pulled ourselves away from her and helped her onto the floor, where she panted heavily like a dog. We two guys got dressed in a flash and compared results on our phones, along with more laughters about what we were going to do with the money. Calie was seen smiling throughout as she slowly picked up our profound words, making sense of why we were such good friends.

Me: ‘Calie, where do you live? You sending her home?’
Desmond: ‘Nah. I’ve got to work tomorrow. You can bring her home if you want.’
Calie: ‘I can go anywhere. I don’t have a curfew.’

Since she did not have any restrictions about staying out, I brought her to my humble HDB and let her do anything she wished while I started another deal on the BM trade on my laptop. Although she was tired, she did not just leave me on my own and even laid on my lap to suck me till she fell asleep when the clock strike two.

That morning, I woke her up by sliding my morning wood into her and she responded with a morning moan for greeting. Well, like what they say, a girl’s morning look is the most sexy and I wasn’t going to let it go to waste by asking her to wash up before going for another round.

Desmond did drop by my place after work, and had his share of fun with Calie while I was making dinner for the three of us. As much pleasure as we had, Calie was slowly growing addicted to the easy cash we gave her and even asked if she could marry me so she wouldn’t have to go back to her old life.

Actually, why not? Driven by money or love, as long as men has unlimited excess to sex, it would suffice right? Or not?