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Monetisation

(Her text) ‘Hi Mr. K! I am Vivi, the trainee under your friend Evan. Remember me?’

‘Hi. Yes I do. What can I do for you?’

‘Well, I am wondering if we can meet. I want to practise the pitch I learnt from my manager. Are you free today?’

Short story shorter, she happened to chat Ryan up on his unannounced rest (working) day, which he didn’t mind bringing an additional guest to the bar he frequent, at his usual table in a quiet corner.

At around 7pm, Vivi showed up in a body-hugging white blouse and black flare skirt, which was definitely beneficial for someone of her physique, and in her line of work. Like a newbie, she jumped straight into topic and effortlessly ruined his evening, to which she could evidently tell from his disinterest.

‘Has Evan ever told you about high-networth clients? Like how to initiate a working relationship, mix-and-mingle kind of skills?’

‘Umm.. yes.. he.. I’m doing it wrong right?’

‘Exactly. Let’s just take it as a lesson learnt, and try it again another time. For today, why don’t you just have a drink and relax?’

Ryan, was obviously done with her proposal and no longer wanted to hear anything about it. So, the guilt-filled Vivi held onto her drink and sipped the night away, until he shut his eyes.

‘Mr. K? Did I ruin your night?’

‘A little. Does Evan know that you are meeting me?’

‘Umm.. no.’

‘What’s your true intention of meeting me?’

‘I wanted to close a sale before my training is up.’

‘Hmmm.’

With that snicker, he opened his eyes, emptied his glass of whiskey and waved for the bill. In a few short minutes, he was on his way out with Vivi chasing after him, to a dustbin where he had a cigarette.

‘Mr. K, you won’t tell Evan about this meeting right?’

‘I won’t. But if he asks.. I won’t lie to him.’

‘Huh! Can you.. please don’t tell him?’

‘I’ll try.’

Spending the next few minutes in silence, he took off once again for his car. The hopeless Vivi then invaded his Maserati at the same time he got on, still hoping to redeem herself.

(Ryan sighed) ‘Look. Tonight is over. Go home and have a good rest. We will meet again. I’ll give you that. What are you doing?!’

In a flash, she had pulled her white top off and was halfway removing her panties when Ryan suddenly pulled her head down, over his crotch. Thinking that he was into such things, Vivi proceeded to unzip his pants as he spoke in a stern voice.

‘Don’t. Ever. Do that again. Not everyone drives a car like mine, and you definitely cannot afford the damage to my reputation if someone sees you doing what you did. Understand?’

‘Mmm.. ‘

Her reply came at the same time she filled her mouth with his cock, growing rapidly to its full size in the comfort of her face. Since she had planned to go all the way, she continued sucking him as he sped off, driving as steadily as he could so as not to interrupt the roadhead he was getting.

For the whole time, Vivi didn’t stop for one moment, since she knew what was at risk if someone of his status, hurt her. When the car finally came to a stop, she was hastily ushered into the back where he flipped her skirt up, and plunged his saliva-covered cock mercilessly into her expecting pussy.

Like the healthy, fit, young man he was, Vivi was completely overpowered by his rhythmic thrusts, scrambling her vagina before her body got used to his size. Her nipples too, weren’t spared as he massaged them forcefully, multiplying her arousal to a state she couldn’t handle.

As fast as the millionaire could go, he was ‘deep’ as well. Whenever he slowed down, or stopped moving entirely, her pussy was still agitated. The seconds-long break was barely sufficient for her to catch her breaths, let alone recover from the soreness his six-inch monster caused.

‘Turn over.’

At the speed she rolled over onto her back, it was apparent that she treated those two, simple words like a command, which reinforced her inferiority to a man like him. Pounding her lifeless in missionary, she found herself caught between the realms of darkness, and semi-consciousness, as orgasms depleted all sense of pride in her.

‘Cumming.’

Pulling his cock out at the same second he blurted the warning, she was instantly sobered by the void. By the time he was seated upright across her, Vivi had picked herself up, and remained on her knees (on the seat), like he had some sort of power over her.

(Ryan asked) ‘Are you ready to go?’

Obediently, she leaned forward onto her hands and let her lips split around his cock, garnering an exasperated sigh as his body sank into the leather. That was, perhaps the time Vivi felt relieved, at her attempt to salvage her mistake.

When he placed his hands over her head, she just relaxed her neck and let him bounce her as fast, and as deep as he wanted. Even though she gagged a little, he was mostly gentle with her mouth.

At last, he sprayed his million-dollar load into her mouth and watched her swallow it, before he would even take his eyes away from her. There was, after all, a small chance that she might impregnate herself with his sperm.

*Phone ringing*

(Ryan answered) ‘Hello? ..Now? I’m just.. not convenient. ..Huh~ wouldn’t you know best. Sure. I’ll meet you, but we’re not going to do it. Deal? ..Fine. See you soon.’

(Ryan turned to Vivi) ‘I’m going to meet someone now. I’ll drop you off somewhere. Please get dressed.’

On the way to his next destination, Vivi learnt that there were, unsurprisingly, other girls like her. Apart from those who were financially involved with him, there were a few who simply enjoyed his company.

(Ryan asked) ‘So, you should decide how you want me to invest. In dollar and cents? Or sweat, and cum.’

The following morning, Vivi went got a contraceptive implant at a clinic, and paid Ryan a visit at his office. The exact venue where they really connected, was in his private, executive toilet. Little more than the medical receipt, was all it took to convince him of her sincerity, to be whoever he wanted her to be.

Like many things unfair, Vivi only kept her job because of (a few) single large contracts, belonging to people like Ryan. Well, who is stopping her from going deeper down the rabbit hole if she is already in one?

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Pussy for Tat

Beyond that supple, young body that showed up at the window of my car, it was her look of ‘enthusiasm’, ‘excitement’, and ‘carefree-ness’ that really bothered me. Dressed in a body-hugging t-shirt and FBT shorts, ‘Janice’, looked no older than your average poly student, except that she owed us a four-figure debt.

As per protocol, she let herself into the backseats where I was, and just gave me a cheeky, smile of relief. ‘Don’t you have something for me?’, I asked in the manner I’ve been taught, to avoid using discriminating words in case she was wired.

‘Yes? Can I start now?’, she replied with the same, happy look, like it was her final payment. It was only after she stripped her shirt off, did I finally made sense of how my boss had phrased his (texted) instructions for me.

Go to block ***, meet Janice and enjoy yourself.

Although it was strangely worded, I had attributed the lack of details to his busy workload. In my mind, he simply meant for me ‘to go to a particular block, collecting something from Janice, and have a good night myself’. Little would I expect, myself to be seated right next to a lingerie-clad, poly girl, whose hands were already all over me.

Before anything could happen, I had to ask her, ‘how are you so glad to see me, much less do this to a stranger?’. In a very liberating, casual tone, she explained how the men whom she had ever met (from my company), were of ‘uncle-age’, fierce, and possibly violent. In short, I was an easy target.

‘Do you think I’m an easy target?’, I spoke in such a stern voice that startled and froze her advances, to provide a reply I was all contented with. ‘I think you look gentle. So I don’t mind doing it to you. You are gentle right?’, her worry couldn’t be more distant from the truth, as I responded by replacing her hand on my thigh.

And just like that, she helped me out of my pants and leaned her chest over, taking my cock eagerly into her mouth. At once, I was plunged into her warm, slippery orifice that I couldn’t stop moaning to, and got rewarded with faster, deeper strokes all the way to my balls.

To reciprocate her effort, I reached under her chest to her groin, where she obediently tucked her knees in to get into doggystyle, so I could feel her pussy. ‘You’re wet already?’, I popped the rhethorical question just so I could boost my ego, to her thankfulness for my cleanliness (down there), gentleness, and responsiveness.

As much as I was aware about how one can say the most beautiful things to get out of trouble, she definitely hit the right spots, both physically and mentally. Since she was more or less, already in the mood, we could only ‘get on with it’.

After I positioned myself in the middle of the beakseat, the quick-witted girl understood what I was up to and quickly took up her spot, on my lap just a few inches away from my saliva-coated dick. Needless to say, protection is a must, and boy could she not be more glad to put it on for me.

Immediately after that, she sank her pussy over my cock and began grind-riding me, rocking her hips back and forth as she moaned louder and harder. While it was obviously traumatic for anyone to do this for money, she did seem happy to waive off the interest this way.

Because of how ‘little’ I felt in that cowgirl position, it was only a matter of time before I placed her on her back, in the standard, missionary-style. Taking my time to penetrate her, she didn’t take long to return to her state of euphoria, screaming as I jabbed my unwavering hard cock into her collapsing pussy.

It was due to my tiredness, that I could last slightly longer, using little effort to split her vaginal walls apart so I could dive right into her deepest corner. Over and over again, she was ‘shocked’ awake each time I slammed my hips onto her groin, hitting all her sensitive spots along the way.

Within minutes, she fell into a loop of orgasms, joined by the rapid strokes I was shoving mercilessly into her. Luckily for me, she could only get ‘that tight’, which allowed me one last change of position to thoroughly ‘experience’ her.

To realise my choice of doggystyle, we faced one side of the car and had to put one leg (each) on the floorboard. Once we found our balance, there was nothing else for her to do except to squeal and moan, as I pounded her fiercely from behind. Amidst the crazy, loud sex, she was still able to express her regret, that I didn’t looked like anyone who could fuck her so hard.

Upon hearing that, I made sure to shatter her naive impressions of me by smashing her so hard, until I emptied my balls into the condom between us. By the time we were done, she looked more satisfied than she should be about the interest she couldn’t even pay.

Once rested, and alone, I texted my boss about her ‘payment’ and promptly received a barrage of information regarding her loan. In short, I was put in charge of her account, complete with photos of her NRIC, family members, boyfriend, school mates, and nudes.

As per protocol, I had to send her a reminder, of the date she was due for her next payment.

‘Can I pay you the interest the same way as today?’, she texted back. The lesson to take away, is to never borrow more than you can repay.

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Sunday Mess

(Eda asked) ‘Oh! The mall is closing. Let me go use the toilet first.’

(I replied) ‘Ok. I’ll wait for you here?’

‘No la. Come with me.. ‘

With that, Eda dragged me by my wrist into the handicap-toilet and left me by the door as she went about her business, stripping off her panties and shorts before releasing a loud stream of pee.

Given how she had ‘invited’ me to the scene of one of her more-private moments, I kept my gaze affixed on her as she relieved herself, flashing me a shy look before wiping herself down.

Once she was done, she got up, lowered the lid, flushed the toilet, and sat back down. How could I resist, when she waved for me to go closer to her?

Nothing more needed to be said once she undid my pants, took my cock in her hand, and gave it a gentle massage to wake it completely up. It was so easy for me to get caught up in her careful, unhurried strokes, though we were definitely in a ‘rush’. Once my flagpole was erected, she locked her eyes onto mine until I looked at her, for the precise moment when she gave the very tip of my cock – a kiss.

I could see the arousal setting into her as she parted her lucious, red lips to fit me inside, for the much-needed relief from a whole day of window shopping. There wasn’t much to say about how relaxed she made me felt, apart from my tightened grip on the railing behind me for support.

In time, I realised that she was probably as tired as I was, so I stopped her at the part when she took a break. Quite naturally, she got up and climbed over the toilet bowl, into the doggystyle position that needed no introduction.

After a condom was snuggly-fitted between us, I swiftly brought my cock to her pussy, and slipped the very first inch in to see if she was wet enough. By the sight of my drenched-and-slippery-tip, we already knew how late I was.

Without wasting a second more, I plunged all of it, straight in to make up for my delay, and she had no choice but to cover her mouth with her hand as I continued thrusting my hips. Her extreme-wetness, had somehow diminished the pleasurable sensation on my cock, though it was only, very slightly.

In return, it meant that she was well-lubricated for me to go all out, pounding and shoving my cock as deeply as I wanted without the fear of an early-ejaculation. With both hands gripping her waist firmly, my mind was suspended in an euphoric state as she grew tighter around my manhood, which didn’t have any immediate effect due to the amount of juices she was leaking.

‘Ca.. I’m.. ca.. minggg.. ‘

In less than three minutes of my relentless, violent thrusts, she had reached her first orgasm that completely overwhelmed her in a small fit that I had to hold onto her so she wouldn’t lose her balance.

She was obviously overworked by the time she had caught her breaths, and there was no other positions than the missionary to finish up what we had started. As we were still in a public amentity, there wasn’t much time to spare.

I quickly replaced my cock inside her once she was comfortably set down on her back, head resting against the wall so she wouldn’t fall.

Like a machine, I slammed my waist as far as I could go into her and went at it like a bunny, in her less-wet pussy from our earlier, wild sex. We spent another five minutes in our blissful, sexed up mood before I felt the urge, for an overdue discharge.

‘I’m shooting.’

Her feeble body leaned over to the sink where her panties were and she unfolded it flat onto her palm, a clear statement to where I should finish.

Before I reached the end, I pulled out of her, removed the condom, and rested my swollen cock in the middle of her undies. Eda then carefully wrapped my cock in it and proceeded to jerk me off, at the same rhythm as I jerked my hips into that hand.

In a minute or so, I let off a deep grunt and promptly sprayed my warm load into her undergarment, which obviously couldn’t soak up the entire load. Almost as soon as we were done, we quickly cleaned ourselves up and I stepped out of the toilet, leaving her alone to clean herself up.

After that, we boarded the train and left in our separate directions for home, minds filled with an unbelievable experience for a plain Sunday evening.

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Not Too Much

Barely a second after the GrabCar started moving, Maeve kicked her heels off and placed both her feet on the seat, before she carefully removed her panties from underneath. As surprised as I was to her behaviour, I was more concerned about her safety, especially in the presence of a stranger (the drive).

Once her bottom was bared, she lunged forward onto her fours and went daringly for my pants, which I of course was reluctant to give in. In the midst of the struggle, the driver could obviously tell what we were up to, and glared deeply through the rear-view mirror at me.

‘Sir, this is a special ride chartered for you two. Lie back and enjoy yourself.’

Though I was puzzled by his statement, my mind knew that it was safe, to stop resisting her advances and let her undo my pants. Within seconds, her mouth was all over my meat-stick, licking, kissing, and savouring every inch, unlike the ways she has always done to me.

I was swiftly, brought to a new high as she spared no foreskin unturned, sliding her lips as far down as my balls once she started bobbing her head up and down over my shaft. The fine-tuned tension, unmessy lubrication by her saliva, momentarily diverted that ‘blowjob’ into an experience, as immersive as how she would feel whenever I was inside her.

Maeve certainly set a new record as I was left limp and breathless in mere minutes, too weak to overpower her submersion in the untouched depth of pleasure. Each time I felt like I had enough, she would drop her mouth all the way down and let her throat quiver, heating my meat with such warmth only her pussy could deliver.

Once I was adequately drained, she helped me to the center of the seat, and plopped her pussy over my deranged cock. For the first time, she was taking her time to ride me. Every inward-stroke, pushed me to such a depth that I wanted it to last for eternity, then followed by an outward-pull, in a tight grip that awakened the monster in me.

The whole process took as long as the driver needed to park the car, in the yard of a private house that I didn’t recognise.

‘We’re here.’

Like a child, Maeve jumped out of my lap and led me into the posh, three-storey building, but not before she stripped herself naked behind the closed door. We made our way to a room on the first floor, where a canopy-bed awaited us. In place of curtains, long, padded leather straps draped over the strong, metal frame, clearly designed for BDSM.

Somehow, Maeve seemed all too familiar with the set up when she fastened two straps around her shoulders, two around her inner thighs, and wore the thickest of them around her waist like a belt. With the help of the ‘driver’, she was hoisted into midair like a paraglider.

‘Baby.. come in front of me.’

Still in a little shock, I stepped up to her face and let her take my cock into her mouth, naively oblivious to her plan for the evening.

We had about five minutes to ourselves before the heavy, wooden door opened again, this time, to a masked, able-bodied young man whom I guessed was Asian (from their skin colour).

(Man asked) ‘Maeve?’

‘Yes.. stop talking, and do what you are supposed to.’

Without hesitation, and probably in much haste, the tanned guy hopped into bed and went straight into her. Maeve quickly took me back into her mouth and let his jerking momentum guide her blowjob, though she was more than capable to just twist her body to avoid too much movement.

So there I stood, firmly on the bed, watching that unknown man fuck my precious little girl, at a speed he could barely catch up with, in such raging vigour like that was all he has been waiting for. From the way he called her name out earlier, I knew that they were acquainted, but I was clueless about her identity until Maeve moaned a familiar, but well-understood name.

‘Da.. Dan.. ‘

Her one-time fling, had now turned ‘two’. Given how excited he was, it was no wonder he came quickly, into the condom he repeatedly squashed as he kept on pounding her. When Maeve took a pause on my dick, I knew she was up to something. Something that sent Dan groaning as he came harder than the first time, before he tumbled out of bed.

After he made his way out, a bigger, fairer, masked man entered. At once, I knew who he was. It was without a doubt her classmate, whom was a bit rude in his correspondence to her.

(I asked) ‘Shaun?’

‘Uh-huh. SHAUN? You know what to do?’

(I commanded) ‘Wait.’

I then ushered him to where I was, her face, and invited him to take off the rubber. Immediately, Maeve knew what to do and pulled herself towards his crotch, taking his cock around her lips without a flinch. As for me, I went behind her and slipped my raw, saliva-slathered cock into her pussy, and banged her at a rhythm that didn’t disrupt her indulgence.

Prying her vaginal walls apart with her rightful dick over and over again, I could tell from her moans that she was enjoying herself, like he was to her examplary display of lust for me. As ‘big’ as he was, she was taking him balls-deep, slowly syncing her tempo to the speed I was thrusting.

It was a pity, that he couldn’t last any longer when I made use of my fingers, to tickle her clit as I slide that thick piece of meat in and out of her. He too, wasn’t shy about grabbing her head to face-fuck her, going all the way till he blew his load into her mouth.

PUI!

That impolite spit was more than we could give to his unrespectful act, which sent him darting out of the room in a joyful-spite. A third man, then made his way in, and none of could guess who he was.

(He asked) ‘Maeve?’

‘That’s me. And you are?’

I went up to Maeve’s face so I wouldn’t miss what she said, if she did. Although we didn’t know him, I was more distracted with what he had. Beneath the condom around his dick, would be a size that Maeve would never expect.

Nonchalently, I waved him to come over and he did what the others did, rubbing the tip of his cock over her pussy before he gently wedged it in, summoning the deepest gasps, and hardest grasps I didn’t know she could.

Seeing the crazy, eye-rolling-white, distraught mood Maeve was in, I couldn’t be more pleased with this arrangement. The burly, white man just kept commenting on her tightness as he fucked her in fast, tensed, shallow strokes. However far he went, she was too much his little (big) head.

Soon, the room was filled with exasperating sighs and groans, mainly caused by the unintentional edging, by his sheer thickness that brought upon her unvoluntary tightness. Still, he managed to cum in the end, and left us the cum-balloon he so neatly tied.

The rest of the night consisted of similarly well-endowed men, plunging her into darkness, then dragging her out into the light with intense orgasms. At some point, Maeve became a lifeless body that the men still sportingly engaged, closely monitored by yours truly.

Despite her exhaustion, I could see how much she liked it, from her blissful smiles, occasional gasps, and frequent kisses on my concerned face.

At the end of the night, we were sent home by the same driver, who was totally cool with me messing around in the backseat. I, for one, would not let her go (home) unappreciated, and lacking my cum. I dutifully took up my place in missionary-style and kept going until I emptied my load in her, thereafter watched that fatigue, semi-conscious lady suck those clingy-thick, whitish cum off the fingers she kept stuffing inside herself.

It was a night to remember, for the X number of us.

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Avenged

‘Oh don’t bother!’

Before Kate could even step out of the five-inch, killer heels she wore for her bachelorette night, she was led to the bed where they held onto her hands, for perhaps another surprise, that she wasn’t too surprised for. After some rushing about to get into ‘position’, AA, pulled a blindfold over her eyes and laid her flat on the bed with BB’s help.

As ‘crazy’ as the evening was, Kate knew the girls well enough, to entrust them with her final night of freedom. Lying in bed with AA and BB, it wasn’t until two minutes later when the door of the hotel room swung open, for a seemingly-endless line of men to stroll through.

(Kate asked in disbelief) ‘WHAT? A strip-show?’

The men appear to be undressing like she had thought but they didn’t just stop at their undies, instead, going all the way until they were completely nude – and stroking their dicks.

By then, Kate’s defensive mechanisms had kicked in, in the form of a struggle that the girls easily overpowered. When the first of the men stepped up to the bed, another two sisters, namely CC and DD, had took up their positions at her legs, and effortlessly held them apart for all to see the thongs she wore beneath.

(Kate screamed) ‘HEY HEY! WHAT THE FUCK! AA! CC!’

The designated ‘first’ guy, crawled up to her (pussy), ripped her panties off, and in the blink of an eye, forced his cock deep into her disagreeing vagina. Without a flinch, he then proceeded to fuck the crying, pleading girl in missionary, for the rest of the men to watch.

Sobbing as her pussy was ravaged by a dick larger than her fiancée, Kate was fighting against the orgasm that was building up so quickly inside her, from all the violent, pleasurable friction caused between her vaginal walls and his vein-lined shaft. Pounding and slamming his hips hard onto her groin, she was helplessly compelled into a climax where he came unfazed into the engaged lady.

Once he was done, he pulled out and left the bed, for another man to take his place inside her. This time, it was a thinner, but longer cock that stretched her innards deeply, spreading out her sensitive walls for more incessant rubs that only muddled her senses further.

(She cried weakly) ‘BB.. DD.. help.. me.. haaa.. haa.. sheee.. ‘

Once again, an orgasm overwhelmed her mind and tightened that exact spot, shutting far enough for the man to exert his final bit of strength before he blew the second load into her.

A third man, stepped forth and took control of her unresponsive legs, holding them mid-air while he tucked his swollen penis into her tight buns.

It wasn’t before long, Kate stopped struggling and let her ‘sisters’, did what they want, letting more men enjoy, taint her chastity, before filling her up with their dirty semen. When the seventh guy parked his meat into her, she was already lying in a puddle of cum, moisturing her ass as her body jerked lifelessly to the fuckers defiling her.

Some time in between all that, she was rolled over onto her chest, to lubricate her front as well while another guy fucked her in doggystyle. The minutes, that felt like hours, covered her in more cum than clean, untouched skin.

(AA asked) ‘Are you the last?’

(Kate mumbled) ‘last?’

(BB replied) ‘Last four!’

For a few seconds, there was no movements, but it sadly didn’t take them too long to get a dick back inside her pussy, two at both hands, and one more at her face. Possibly the bravest of the men, he shoved his anticipating cock into her mouth and wasted no time in face-fucking her, while the others went about the gangbang.

That last part, was truly a free-for-all as the guy banging her came sooner than any of them, followed by a near-instant replacement that came almost as quickly. One by one, up to the second-last guy, poured their cum into her overflowing pussy, and stayed around to hold her down while the cock in her mouth exploded.

At half-past-midnight, the ordeal was over and the sisters made their sickly way out of the sex-stenched room.

(CC on phone) ‘.. Hello? Jake? You know where we are? ..Yeah. Can you come to room 421? ..Yupp. Kate is waiting for you here. ..OK ..Bye!’

With that, the room was cleared except for Kate, and the pool of scum she had no strength to climb out of. That night, no one could imagine what the two went through, as they learnt that none of the so-called ‘sisters’, or ‘brothers’, were really interested to attend their wedding.

Whatever happened to Kate, while unbelievable, wasn’t as bad as the decision she had to make, about having wild, raw sex with her husband, whom has been tested HIV-positive from the one-time, unprotected-sex he had with a carrier while high on drugs.