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Someone Else’s

(Soft feminine cries) ‘Help me.. ‘

Jason was at a loss when he rushed into the ladies where groans were coming from, worried that someone might have gotten injured. When he pushed his way into the only door that was closed, A girl was found sitting in the corner with her black off-shoulder top below her breasts, and panties hanging at her ankles spread wide apart for her fingers to work between.

‘I’m sorry madam. I can’t do that. Can I give you five more minutes? Or else I might have to call the police or ambulance.’

‘NO WAIT! I think I’ve been drugged. I can’t stop.. Please.. ‘

Through her voice, he could hear that she was telling the truth. As horny as anyone might be, there IS a difference when you are seducing someone, or fighting something you didn’t want to do. Two of her fingers were just gorging for something while the other hand took some of the suffering away by her clit.

(In his concerned voice) ‘What is happening? How do you feel?’

‘It’s itchy. It’s just really itchy. I can’t reach deep enough!’

At once, she reached for his belt and headbutt him whenever he tried to resist. Seeing a girl this young out-of-control for sex totally got to his soft spot, since this was a fantasy that he never thought of. Despite his ‘unwillingness’ she finally got into his pants and came face to face with his well-endowed penis.

‘Fuck.. This is bigger than any of my exes.. Shit.. ‘

Something inside her overwhelmed the fear and she began jerking him off, until it reached its maximum rigidity. The sexually motivated girl turned around for the toilet and bent over it, parting her knees as wide as she could for balance.

‘Put it inside me now.’

She was so helpful to reach under her pussy, grabbing his dick and plugging it into her slot. The width of his cock instantly relieved the itch at the sides, and pushing it deeper further eased her discomfort. Jason was having his moment inside of her when he felt a little tingle under the tight skin of his shaft, something like – an itch.

As it covered the surface of his whole dick, his body instinctively started moving. Thrusting slowly at first, the warm, irritable sensation got more intense. Without other options, he went faster and deeper to ‘scratch’ it, to the benefit of them both. She was moaning so happily, and him groaning so satisfyingly, as the itch faded.

(Jason groaned) ‘You know I’m feeling itchy down there now?’

(She moaned) ‘I’m sorry. Let’s keep going then.’

‘Yeah!’

The unconventional couple then went all out fucking hard, listening to their own voices in the surround-sound environment. Slapping hips, gasping breaths, desperate groans, slurping body fluids. She was begging him to cum inside her and he was suffering in the battle of ‘lust versus body’. That was all he could take.

‘I’M FUCKING.. CUMMING!’

‘OH YES! FUCK ME!’

Just like all the porn they watched, he filled her pie full of cream till some overflowed onto her thighs. They were still going despite having their most intense orgasms together.

Knocking their bodies for another few minutes, they ultimately separated to check on their genitalia. The cum-filled pussy felt fine, and his juice-cum soaked cock looked normal.

Out of habit, Jason began cleaning his pipe and felt the horrifying sensation at those areas NOT covered in cum. Her panties soaked enough of it away as well and she was blushing before she was done dressing up.

‘I think my cum is keeping the itch away.’

‘I think so too. Shit man. What have I gotten you into? Can you start first while I call my friend? I think she knows how to fix this. I’m so sorry.’

Jason undid his pants and went to work immediately, holding her behind the door to pound her in standing doggy. Throughout the whole time, she was on the phone with her friend, moaning occasionally as he tickled her G-spot. The crazy urge flooded his mind after the first few minutes and he was fucking her hard again, with an erection that never seemed to have softened. Ten minutes passed and he came into her again, but they no longer ‘detached’.

She remained seated on his lap while he rested on the toilet, fondling her all over uncontrollably.

‘So she says, we will have to wait until our umm.. Parts, absorb your cum. The longer we can stay like this, the less itchy it will be.’

Jason made a call to his partner and reported a bad stomach ache, and asked for the favour he owed him. As soon as that was settled, she began exploring her clit again, primarily to see if there were any visible symptoms, but ended up rubbing her clit to an orgasm that stirred his cock awake.

The pair of exhausted monster suddenly went crazy on each other, fucking their way into the nursing room, where he had another two ‘shots’ at her. At his morning call, they had slept for a long time with him, inside her, and were all healed.

(He said) ‘Okay. I think it’s time to go now. Feeling fine right?’

‘Yeah. But it there’s a relapse.. ‘

‘Give me your number. We will keep in contact. How is your friend now? The one that went through our shit too.’

‘She.. She got addicted to it. After she fixed it the first time, she took one more of that drug and never got it fixed. So she is always turned on.’

With that new fantasy, they parted ways and Jason went back to his station, without any duties until the end of his shift.

(Text from unknown number) ‘Hey. I’m Cassie, the girl Jodie called earlier. Do you want to meet?’

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Her Own Room

*Soft moaning in distance*

Hearing what I least imagined to be possible, I continued walking down the steps from my unit until I saw the back of a female student in a pinafore, arms vigorously jerking between her opened legs.

*Ehem!*

She flipped her dress down immediately over her legs and turned backwards to me, slapping her hands into the concrete steps that turned a shade darker from the wetness. Seeing her frightened look, I told her the only thing that might get her into trouble.

‘You’re too loud.’

(She whispered) ‘I’m sorry.’

‘It’s alright. Just stay safe yeah?’

Brought up in a house where I had to share a room with my younger brother, the ‘lack of privacy’ was well understood by me. She was quick to get up on her feet blocking my path beside her and held my elbows with heavy breaths.

(I asked her) ‘Is something wrong?’

‘Not really. But.. I moaned that loud for a reason.’

‘What reason?’

She pulled her pinafore over her head to reveal her bottomless state, along with those obvious signs of nipples poking at her P.E. shirt.

‘Feel me.’

I couldn’t turn away after she took a step into my face, grabbing both my hands and planting it on her chest. She easily squeezed her fingers over mine and gave off a soft moan, giving me no chance to talk her out of it.

‘If you don’t do what I say, I’ll scream.’

‘Okay.. If that is how you want to make me stay, I will.’

The impatience of her was slowly overwhelming her unknown desires as she lifted her shirt up to put one of my hands under, back on the same breast as when I was ‘out’.

(She moaned) ‘Sit with me.’

I could only listen to her then and stayed by her side as I massaged both of her boobs, while she touched herself to her heart’s content. At least five minutes passed in that position before she made her next demand – for me to take ‘it’ out.

The only thought in my mind was to ‘get this over and done with’, no matter how disadvantageous I was IF she decided to tell in on me after. I just couldn’t imagine my neighbours, or even family walking in on me doing this.

As quickly as I could, I lowered my jeans and whipped that fucked-up erection out, somehow standing hard in the presence of the underage girl. Seeing how excited it was, she moved my hand to her pussy as she leaned to my side, touching and stroking it to see how I would react.

Her sensual moans, combined with that playful hand of hers, got me so hard that it was aching.

(I whimpered) ‘Can you put some saliva on it?’

‘As lubrication?’

‘Yupp.’

She ended the handjob right there and commanded me to stand between her legs, which were parting as I hesitated about ‘homerun’. It was the fail-proof way to leave evidence inside of her, and would definitely get me into trouble if I made her pregnant.

‘Should I shout now?’

‘No. You don’t have to.’

I went three steps down and kneeled under her groin, spread so wide for all the glory of her pussy that was covered in fine hairs. The secondary school student guided my dick while tugging against my neck for me to bend forward.

With the tip piercing into the first inch of her vagina, her breathing got rapid really fast. Both of us knew how un-ready she was for sex, but her clit rub somehow loosened the grip on my little head and the second, third, and all of me plunged into her.

While her entrance was painfully tight, her insides were pretty.. spacious. I dare not move at all in fear of hurting her, or even engaging in the act she wanted me to. Her body was trying so hard to adjust to the foreign organ, throbbing wildly against my shaft to hold ‘me’ in.

‘How does it feel to me inside me?’

‘A little scary, but warm and nice.’

‘Am I loose? I might have fingered myself too much just now.’

‘No. Not at all.’

She leaned back and continued masturbating herself on her clit, while I squirmed weakly to the contractions that was agonising to feel.

‘Move.’

My hips started moving on its lowest speed setting and brushed her interiors thoroughly, reaching a depth I could feel was the ‘end’ of her. As we continued broadcasting softcore moans, her vagina gradually wrapped itself around my cock, stimulating all the sensitive spots on both our genitals.

In no time, I lost control of my urges and went all out at her, in an ever increasing pace. Sweet, soft voices turned into monstrous grunts as her consciousness faded her eyes white, small figure jerking helplessly on the stairs as I had my way with her.

‘Keep going.. Keep going.. ‘

The chant repeated itself to my desperate thrusts, pumping all 7 inches of me into that little body. It took her another few minutes before her pussy started leaking juices over our hips like a broken tap, and sent her into a fit that got me legitimately afraid.

However, the smile she was forcing told me otherwise and I just kept going, fucking that girl for all that was worth. After a ‘slow-down’ period for her recovery, we actually swapped to a standing doggystyle in front of the railing. Something in me just gave up thinking about the worst that could happen and, just get what I wanted.

Banging her from the back, her orgasms got more frequent, marked by the stream down her thighs down the floor we were having sex on. With time passing fast, I was pounding her at my maximum speed after her last climax sealed my cock inside her, sucking all my strokes deeper with the unintended vacuum.

Midway though our unchecked groans, the impending urge overtook my waist and drove me like a pile driver into her pussy.

(She moaned) ‘Oh fuck! You are driving me crazy!’

(I groaned) ‘I’m cumming soon! Sorry!’

I yanked my cock out before I ruined my future and she stumbled back down on her butt. The stern look on her face got me worried and I just stood motionless, ready to pull up my pants no matter if she was going to do anything to me.

(I asked) ‘Shall we stop here?’

‘No. Come closer.’

She held my cock in her face and took a few deep breaths before licking the wet tip. I could tell that a lot of thoughts were going through her mind then. It was like, she want to, but didn’t.

‘You are supposed to be my slave. But.. I’m really the slave to this.’

With that, she came and took half of it into her mouth, before she grabbed my ass to force the lower half down her throat. Her loud gagging noises really got to me then, going all weak waist down upon seeing her suffer.

As good as it (her deep throat) felt, she was in tears while at it. After one or two minutes of her resisting MY resistance, the ‘super high’ sensation blasted all morality out of my mind.

I came hard into her mouth after three more strokes, feeling all of my muscles pump every ounce of it into her waiting lips. Waves after waves, each jet became weaker until there was nothing left. Just as my mind settled into the resting mood, she took my shrinking manhood into her mouth again.

This time, she was relentless in sucking me dry till I had to jump back, leaving her animalistic self pouting. To think all it took was a little coaxing to get back into her arms, she cleaned me up with the fresh set of panties from her bag, before slipping it on.

(She spoke sternly) ‘I’ll see you here tomorrow. Twelve midnight.’

‘Midnight?!’

‘Yupp.’

I got dressed as fast as I could and ran three floors up, before looking down the stairs to see if she had left. To my surprise, she only went one floor down before the sound of keys told me of where she lived.

It was no wonder – midnight.

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Public Indecency

‘Excuse me. May I join you? The other tables are taken.’

‘Sure sure.’

The full-body tattooed girl sat down once I removed my bag, securing her leash around one of the legs on the bench. I couldn’t resist looking at her arms, thighs, or even her face, no matter how rude that was. Under the darkness of the night, her un-inked areas were still glowing of fair skin, beautifying her body art if they weren’t perfect enough.

(She asked) ‘Is that alcohol?’

‘Umm. Yeah. You want some?’

She picked my tiny, metallic shot ‘glass’ up and let me pour her a full cup, before she emptied it down her throat. The shameless me took the opportunity to steal a glance at her slender shoulders, all the way down to her tight, short shorts-clad hips, while she was at it.

(Mumbling to herself) ‘Perfect.’

‘Sorry?’

‘Nothing.’

Admittedly, my attention was no longer on the empty skies I was staring blindly into, but on the minute movements she was making. While her dog laid quietly on the grass, we began talking about our lives. Cindy, as young as she was, just divorced from her cheating husband, and was left a small two-room apartment with no alimony after a bank-account-emptying lawsuit.

‘Oh my god! Were you referring to my body?!’

‘Haha. Yeah.’

‘I honestly have never heard anyone say that when I’m covered with tattoos. In return, you’re quite cute!’

She threw my arm around her neck and drank straight from the flask, until she was all warm and high. The next thing we knew, the couple on the bench far from us started emitting naughty noises, luring Cindy’s hand to my buckle.

(she whispered) ‘My top is long enough to cover. Help me lower my shorts.’

‘Hey hey. We barely knew each other.’

(she whispered) ‘That’s why this is happening.’

A lot of awkward actions later, her spaghetti top was stretched over her groin, and my belt, fly, underwear, were all spread far enough to let the spring effect point my dick upright. One look at the other bench told us enough about what the lady was doing, bobbing her head on her partner’s lap to make him give those weirdly-obvious head throws.

In a little less than two seconds later, Cindy bent over my lap and gave my cock a lick, sucking the droplet of pre-cum as it oozed out.

(She spoke softly) ‘Sweet.’

The following engulfment of my shaft totally blinded my senses, overwhelming them with pleasure with each up-down stroke. She was seriously enjoying my dick like a butter-basted sausage cooked with too much butter. I could feel her tongue dragged over every inch, before she returned frequently to ‘collect’ my droplets of honey.

(I whispered) ‘Your turn.’

I lifted her chest up and sat closer to her, wriggled my fingers between her thighs to ‘love’ her clit. Meanwhile, her hand continued to jerk me while the first finger disappeared into her pussy, coating it with an unbelievable amount of lube before she asked for ‘one more’.

So two, thrust deep into her body to her increasing speed, till a groan caught us by surprise. The lady (on the other side), was already riding her man!

(Cindy asked gently) ‘Lie down.’

She immediately made way for me to straight my back horizontally on the bench, and sat near my head. A minute passed and she got up on her feet, kneeling on either sides of my face before she let off a soft moan when my tongue flicked along her slit.

(She whispered loudly) ‘Hey wait!’

Her body fell forward over my risen cock and all of it went into her mouth. A public 69, was happening in a public park. Her lips were smashed against the base of my cock as my muffled groans went right between her legs, leaking juices into my mouth as I ate her out.

Not a single strand of pubes could be felt on my tongue, and she even smelled great. A feminine, young scent made me went even faster. I was literally making out with her nether region. Her body never stopped squirming once when we were at it, at times suffocating me when an orgasm flashed through her spine.

Even when she was catching her breaths, her hips would keep grinding my nose to give her own clit some attention. After what felt like a long time later, she tied her hair into a bun and dived for the last time, devouring my cock with no more distractions from her own twitching waist.

(I desperately groaned) ‘I’m cumming! Stop stop!’

‘Mmm-mm!’

The three times she shook her head with my dick inside her mouth was all I could take and hot cum spewed where they should go. Lowering her hips as I came, her gasping vagina released a thick, strand of venom into my mouth, where I licked around the sides for more. Her orgasm came right when I was about done, trembling on my chest while sucking me hardest to keep her own voice down.

We took a long time to pick ourselves up after we were done, and even longer to put on the clothes we moved out of the way. By then, the couple was done and were looking at us, giving us a thumbs up to which Cindy returned.

(Cindy asked cheekily) ‘Do you want to wait for your first bus at my place?’

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The Fifth

‘Is it alright if I join you?’

(I replied) ‘Sure thing. Careful though.’

The teenage girl held onto my arm and climbed over the parapet in the most un-glamorous fashion, exposing the dark abyss under her skirt at one point. Once seated next to me, she then dangerously tipped back and forth as she fumbled her bag for her pack of cigarette. While over-friendliness sometimes turned me off, there was something adorable about her when she blurted ‘borrow this’ and used MY own lit cigarette to light hers up.

‘Thank you.’

Within three puffs, her body started swaying and I had to put my arm around her back to hold her steady. As little as we knew about each other, I was soon the audience listening to the thoughts that were supposed to play out in her head. Like how I had expected someone to feel better after sharing their woes, Trina was smiling once the third cigarette flew into the trees below us.

(she asked) ‘Have you brought anyone up here for sex before?’

‘Nope. This is my zen spot.’

The fair-skinned Chinese girl then turned towards me by bringing one leg across the wall, unembarrassed about the awkwardly ‘flashing’ position. There was nothing but calmness on her face when she brought one of my hand into her floral bandage skirt, not stopping till I felt her pussy at my nails.

‘Can you give me my first rooftop orgasm tonight?’

‘If you help me out too.’

There was no doubts about my luck meeting such an adventurous girl like her, except I did not know how wild or ‘into it’ was she. Fully aware that it might be a one-time thing, I began wriggling my fingers on her clit as we undid my belt and jeans, lowering just enough for her to hold onto my dick.

Taking a ‘specially blended’ stick of cigarette from her, the both of us got high after a few breaths of it. Whatever was inside, I was almost certain it was illegal as hell. Her soft innards were gently squeezing my fingers as I plunged them deeper, keeping them curled like how she mentioned it would stroke her sensitive spot. The rhythm of her jerking hand synced nicely with my thrusts, swapping consensual pleasures to the groans we were pouring out into the foliage.

(She whispered) ‘Let’s change another position.’

I followed her instructions to sit with both legs over the wall, while she turned herself away from me. My hands held her ribs as she lowered her chest to the wall, and the sight of her knees clamping on each sides cleared up my guesses. Doggy-on-the-rails, I hope that would put an approximate image of our poses in your head.

My hips jerked forward till it reached her pussy, that was well spread apart on the thin wall. Part excited, part worried, I slid my cock into where it belonged and froze for a few seconds.

(I groaned) ‘This really gets my adrenaline pumping.’

‘I know right. I just came up with this just now.’

I grabbed her waist and started rocking my butt, using the fats to swing me back and forth. There was nothing to obstruct the gorgeous view of my cock sliding swiftly into her pinkish gap, pushing out translucent whitish cum as it filled her emptiness.

At that height, no matter how much I wanted to go all out, my tingling senses kept me from going ‘overboard’. The strokes were paced, the speed was timed. We were just awaiting for the climax to fuse our bodies as one under the stars-filled sky.

Just as I increased the rate of thrust to a manageable peak, we both felt the growth in my size, and her tightness overloading our senses.

(I whispered) ‘I think it’s here.’

‘Me too.. Keep going.. Don’t stop.’

My hips did its own work and I let my mind float away as my balls shrivelled up, for the burst of cum deep into her vagina. The tiny ass before me shoved backwards at me and fucked itself, till I shrank out of her.

A trail of semen was left in her wake when she pulled herself away, and waited for me to dismount and helped her down. She was all high and tipsy when we made our way to a ‘shortcut’ as told by her, which was actually another unknown corner. We ended up fucking another time there, in more traditional and less-thrilling positions for an intense end to our night.

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Fitness Workout

I couldn’t believe it when the sales girl in a sportswear shop gave me her number, which I sent a message to immediately so she wouldn’t be left wondering about her appeal for too long. When I stepped into the shop, my eyes were already set on her athletic shoulders that were so defined. Although she never left the cash register, the pink spandex/ Lycra tank top really flaunted her small waist, where I couldn’t see any lower for her legs.

(text from her) ‘Hey! Are you still around? Wait for me outside Uniqlo.’

I stopped right outside the shop that was next to her workplace, and saw her skipping out after a minute. We walked out of the mall from the emergency exit and took a smoke together, where we then shared more stuff about ourselves. Though I jog occasionally, the flabby tummy didn’t turn her off at all, since I had my thighs and buffed chest to make up for it.

(her saying) ‘Do you want to sit at somewhere quieter? I know of a place.’

‘Is it far from here?’

‘No! It’s in the mall.’

We went back into the emergency exit and climbed one more floor down, at the carpark exit just a one-way door away. When she slipped her hands around my waist, I knew what was coming and dropped my shopping bag, going in for a hug that let me take deep breathes of her deodorant. I easily pulled her singlet off, being made of the latest sweat-wicking dry-fit technology. Coincidentally, she removed my shorts as quickly, made from the lightest, most-advanced material to shave even more weight off sportsmen.

The black sports bra she had on couldn’t seemed more sexy around her full busts that filled them up so perfectly, giving me a good eyes scream when she squatted down before me. Finally, after working out for so long, the length increase of my dick showed its true prowess, reaching 7 inches to let her run her lips over.

First, she laid kisses, then, I gasped. Her tongue rested calmly under my shaft as she gracefully slid her mouth back and forth, covering the tip down to the base. Her lack of gag-reflex totally blew my usual sense of guilt away when she went throat deep, to hear me groan whenever she caressed those teabags.

Once she returned to my eye level, I turned her towards the stairs and peeling those tights down to her kneecaps, where she could then kneel on the ground with more cushioning. The fairest skin proudly displayed the streaks of tan lines from wearing a bikini, and a soft, glimmering pussy showed her willingness to get some cock inside her.

Wasting no more of her break time, I pushed my way through that narrow opening and filled her void with the most eager dick, ready to perform for the both of us. Attempting to match the Olympic records for TPM, or Thrusts-Per-Minute, I guided the first few strokes to set the pace and let my hips loose for the rest of the ride.

Our voices echoed through the stairs at an increasing volume like our thigh slaps, hitting new high as I picked her up by her hips. We eventually got to a wall where she took over the work by nudging her ass at me, fucking that cock which in such a loss. The tightness and speed, against the impact-dampening ass, threw me into a frenzy search for the handrails to hang on to, while she looked at me in delight.

‘Cumming soon?’

‘One minute!’

‘I’m here!’

She did a spin in front of me and sat on the floor with a thud, guiding my feet away from the wall till I could do a half-wall-squat. With her legs apart, knees raised position, she worked her fingers rapidly on her clit to lengthen her orgasm while stuffing her face full of my cock.

The most violent-yet-sexy mouth fuck blew my mind away in mere seconds, getting my load cocked and ready within the minute I warned her about.

‘I’m here now!’

She grabbed my balls to get my attention and right before my eyes, strong burst of cum sprayed into her dropped jaws, embedding that one time I, myself, was so shocked by the sheer amount of manjuice, deep into my memories. Proceeding to suck all that was left in my pipeline, I finally fell on my ass between her legs.

‘Taste it.’

Two of her fingers went into my mouth for me to lick them clean and we wore our clothes back, making our way out in wet clothes and forehead. I accompanied her back to her store and left after buying a pair of ‘support briefs’ she cheekily told me would make her wetter if I wore it during our next romp.

Who would have figured, that the friend I bumped into kept me around the mall till the time her shift ended. So, back to the closing shop I went, for her to see if the briefs fit, with her help in the changing room of course.