Ava should have clarified when they asked her if she wanted to participate in the running for prom queen. Now here she was, trapped in a pillory on stage, head and wrists locked within a thick wooden block, her legs spread wide with a metal bar between them.
She protested as they ripped her dress to shreds, revealing her luscious, curvy figure, put on display for the whole student body to see. She was at their mercy now. A pair of hands brushed gently over her exposed skin, grabbing her perky breasts and pinching her nipples, making her whimper at their touch.
Ava's face flushed as a hand slid through the wet folds of her pussy. She couldn't help a moan escaping her lips as they inserted two fingers into her dripping hole, clenching around the intrusion. The fingers pulled out, thoroughly coated in her nectar, and she felt a tongue going from her hole up her clit a couple of times before it started licking her butthole, causing her to shiver at the new sensation.
More hands ran through her slit, wandering all over her body, going down her legs, caressing her waist and breasts, gliding across her navel, down her freshly shaven cunt. The relentless touching sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her naughty pussy was practically dripping at this point, her love juices pooling beneath her.
The next moment, she felt a warmth running through her folds. Someone's tongue was invading her pussy, making her moan helplessly, shame invading her body. Whoever it was eagerly devoured her drenched hole, lapping up her juices with reckless abandon, nearly sending her over the edge.
Just as her climax was about to crest, he stopped licking her, replacing his tongue with his cock. Ava's eyes widened in fear as he teased her entrance, "please.. "
He matched his movement with her breathing and shoved his length inside her in one go as she exhaled. His shaft was thicker and longer than anything she had ever experienced. "Ahhhh!" she moaned loudly for a second before being shut by another cock entering her mouth.
Neither of the men waited for her to adjust before they started pounding into her. The one in her pussy was kind enough to play with her sensitive clit, while the man in her mouth face fucked her, ruthlessly thrusting into her petite throat.
Ava's senses were completely overwhelmed, all she could hear was her own loud gurgling while his balls smashed repeatedly against her chin, her drool smearing all over her face. She tried to focus on her breathing, telling herself to calm down, only for panic to surge through her as she felt herself suffocate on the massive cock stuck in her throat, desperately struggling against her restraints.
Her protests and moans made her throat vibrate, bringing the man in her mouth to his orgasm. He thrust deep in her throat, flooding her windpipe with thick ejaculate, but took his cock out halfway through his climax, painting her mouth and her nose with his cum. A part of his jizz flew higher, covering her eyes while she coughed for air, whimpering and clenching her pussy while still getting fucked.
They let her catch some air before another man stepped in front of her, his cock heading straight for her mouth. She let out a whine before her throat was occupied again. This time, she almost swallowed his whole length, thanks to all the spit she had produced.
After a couple more minutes, she felt both men twitch inside of her. She clenched her walls helplessly as her debauched body chased for more pleasure. The man behind her released everything he had inside her cunt as the other man spurted his semen into her throat.
Ava's heart broke as she felt the foreign substance invade her insides from both ends. Her head hung, breathing heavily, semen dripping out from the corners of her mouth, her pussy leaking in a similar fashion.
She felt them tinker with the spreader bar keeping her legs apart, sighing with relief as the shackles were removed. However, any hope of her being freed were quickly dashed as a set of hands grabbed her left leg. They lifted it to the side and then some, leaving her lower body in a standing split position while her upper body was still trapped in the pillory, twisting her torso to an uncomfortable extent.
Slowly, the man aligned his tip with her pussy, pressing against her slit with barely controlled restraint. As she wondered why he didn't just shove it in, a set of hands spread her ass, and another one lubed up her butthole, inserting two fingers carelessly. Ava groaned and clenched her muscles, accidentally rubbing her clit on the man's cock. Before she could even adjust, the fingers stopped and exited her butt, and the man reaccommodated himself.
She whimpered loudly. Two shafts entered her body. One in her pussy, the other in her asshole, both going fully in, almost pinching her walls between them. They did not wait a moment before pounding into her holes. Ava's body exploded with pleasure. She tried hard to stop her moans from turning into whimpers, pursing her lips to keep them in.
A hand forced her to give up on that attempt. She felt a couple of fingers pressing on her nose, preventing her from breathing. She shook her head, desperately trying to pull away, but the pillory kept her firmly in place. With no other option, she opened her mouth to breathe.
The man pinching her nose released her quickly and shoved his dick into her mouth. She gave up for a moment, focusing on breathing through her nose while she licked the man's glans and sucked it after recovering.
Ava knew she'd be fucked airtight at some point that night, she was a three-end fleshlight and nothing more. They pinched her nipples, sending a shock through her already overstimulated body. Her whimper muffled on the cock she had in her mouth. She renounced control over her body, focusing on opening her throat for whoever shoved his manhood in her pipe, and the pleasure from having two clocks filling her holes. She moaned, whimpered, gagged, and gurgled, her body constricting around the cocks stuffing her like the fuck meat she was.
Just when she was about to break from the relentless assault, the shaft in her cunt twitched, and the man exploded inside her. Ava hummed, embracing the warmth it generated inside of her. As soon as he was done depositing his seed inside her pussy, the man moved away without interrupting the ones in her ass and mouth. Before she could adjust to an empty pussy, she felt someone taking his place, quickly shoving his cock inside her.
The sudden insertion of the stranger's dick made her squirm and clench her puckerhole involuntarily, triggering the orgasm of the man fucking her guts. He was ruthless, ramming her ass while he shot his sperm as deep as he could.
Again, as soon as the man exited her butthole, a different shaft took its place. 'How.. many?' She asked herself, already losing count and forgetting her question as a wave of cum flooded her mouth.
Ava had no choice but to swallow it, and open her lips to welcome the next dick. Their hands roamed her body while they used her without respite, overwhelming her senses and turning her brain to mush.
Out of nowhere, the three men using her holes went full speed, quickly changing her whimpers into a panted flow of moans interrupted by her gurgling, until her body surrendered to her first climax of the night.
The sensation was beyond embarrassing. Ava felt her orgasm, but it was theirs completely. They had taken her there. They had forced her body to enjoy their cocks. They, strangers, filled her with their seed, turning her into their little fucktoy.
To her relief, the men pulled out and stepped away as she came down from her orgasm. 'Is it finally over?'
"Alright! Now it's time for our beloved audience to have a go!"
You could practically see the light go out in Ava's eyes as she saw her fellow schoolmates get up from their seats and approach the stage. They had spent the last half hour seeing her get violated and we're itching to put the prom queen in her place. It was a long night, and by the time they were done, Ava was nothing but an unrecognisable, cum covered mess. The prom queen sash dropped unceremoniously over her neck, a grim reminder of the ordeal she had to endure for the title.
“N-Now now boys… one at a time, please…” Chloe was stuttering, attempting to use her practiced feminine charm in a desperate attempt to maintain at least some semblance of control. That was her plan at least, but her fear was clearly evident in her trembling voice as the six prisoners surrounded her like wolves cornering their prey as she backed away from them.
Two of them suddenly grabbed her, throwing her onto the bench, leaving her at a perfect height, head hanging down from the edge. Upside down, she attempted to look up, only to go cross-eyed seeing a fat cock placed directly in front of her face in one moment, then thrusting into her mouth the next.
Her body convulsed as the dick slammed into the back of her throat relentlessly, legs flailing uselessly as her mouth was violated. The other men held her down and tore apart her costume, proceeding to tease her whole body.
They pulled her zipper down, exposing her hefty breasts and soft abdomen. They groped her tits and circled her nipples, one of them even wrapping it in their mouth and sucking fervently on it. Another man ripped apart the bottom of her bodysuit, revealing her moist nethers. They rubbed her clit, licking her pussy and fingering her ass.
Having all her erogenous zones stimulated at once was something Chloe could have never prepared herself for. "Mhhhh, uughhh" she couldn't help but moan around the dick assaulting her throat. It wasn't long before she was overwhelmed by the multitude of hands pleasuring her. Her body trembled against her will and jerked as a stream of liquid shot out from her urethra.
"What a fucking whore," the men laughed and mocked her. "Aww, our little officer just wet herself in front of her prisoners, little slut. Don't worry, we'll make you squirt over and over today."
The brutal facefucking gave Chloe no chance to defend herself. Her face reddened with shame as tears flowed down her pre-cum coated cheeks. The guy facefucking her groaned before thrusting his dick as deep as it will go, pumping cum down her throat. After depositing his load, he pinched Chloe's nose, forcing her to swallow the semen as she struggled to breathe.
Some of the guys were jacking off over her vulnerable body, and now the sight of her choking and gagging on cum made them reached their limit. They ejaculated all over her, thoroughly coating her pretty face and brown hair in semen.
Just as she thought her ordeal was over, one of the men positioned himself between her legs, aiming his cock at the helpless pussy before him. Chloe's eyes widened in fear, trying to struggle out, her efforts useless against his accomplices still pinning her petite body down. Without hesitating, he thrusted in brutally, penetrating her wet cunt, dripping from being pleasured endlessly earlier.
Chloe's squealed as it pounded against her deepest recesses, her body stiffening at the sudden intrusion. Another man wiggled under her and penetrated her pink asshole, robbing her anal virginity, causing her to arch her back as she screamed in pain. She opened her mouth to protest, only to get another dick jammed into her throat.
In just a few seconds, Chloe had lost all hope of escaping from the gangrape. She struggled and fought but all was futile. In just a few minutes, the three guys creampied their respective holes. As Chloe felt hot seed enter her holes, she recognised the futility of her resistance, and submitted to the group, lifelessly accepting whatever happened to her.
Her holes were repeatedly raped and countless hands groped at her body. They took turns changing positions, using her body as they fancied, treating her like a common fuckdoll.
After hours of abuse, the group finally left, laughing as they headed to find another victim, exposing a completely wasted Chloe lying in a puddle of semen. Her ripped bodysuit was thoroughly stained white with cum, and in shreds, doing nothing to hide her debauched form. Her pretty face and smooth hair now caked with white cream, her pale skin dyed white and smelly seed flowing out of her open holes.
Her expression was one of fatigue and emptiness, her spirit completely broken after having been brought to orgasm by her rapists countless times. The pretty aspiring police officer looked more like a worthless and used public cum dumpster.
When your friend messaged you asking to come over to her house to hang out you thought nothing of it. So it was a shock to your system opening her front door to see her getting fucked on her living room couch.
All of her boys were there, masturbating as one of them laid underneath her. With their chests smooshed together she moaned as he pounded into her pussy.
Looking around you saw professional lighting and sound equipment, cameras and tripods covering all angles of the space. Your heart sank when you saw your guy friends waiting for your arrival, your friend's phone in their hand open to the message you had just received.
They were on you before you could think to run, dragging your thrashing body into view of the cameras.
"What the fuck is going on?!" You yelled, struggling as they tore off your clothes.
"We've been planning this for a while. Wanted to make it a big show when we finally break all of our silly rules. Figured something like this could make us a lot of money if we sold the recording of it."
The thought of anyone buying this crazy porno made you sick to your stomach. Your friend getting fucked on her couch caught your eyes; they widened as she recognized you. You don't know if it was embarrassment or shock that had her dead silent, unable to address you.
"What're you going to do to us?" You asked, voice trembling.
"We're going to fuck you into the ground like a worthless piece of meat. And her, they're going to breed her little cunt."
"Wait, what?! I just agreed to let you guys fuck me, not cum in me!" She frantically tried to get off of the boy underneath her, but he trapped her in with a strong bear-hug.
"That's not all we have planned for you slut."
Helplessly you watched as they held her down, inserting a small lubed deflated balloon into her asshole. A tube connected it to a pump that they began using to steadily fill the balloon with air. She whimpered as the cock idly rocking inside her cunt rubbed against the inflating rubber in her ass.
It expanded larger than you could've imagined possible, gaping her poor asshole as she struggled to keep her composure. They cooed at her with faux sympathy. Once it couldn't inflate any more they quickly deflated it, pulling it out before the cock in her pussy switched holes. Another boy rammed his cock into her asshole too, filling her throbbing hole with two dicks at once.
She howled, arching her back at the sudden fullness. They worked together, thrusting in unison to penetrate deep into her ass. Eventually the excruciating pain seemed to morph into pleasure as her cries evolved into ones of delight. Her body began to portray the telltale signs of her impending orgasm.
"You don't get to cum until you beg us to breed your stupid cunt."
"B-but I don't want to get pregnant!"
They both paused their movements, stilling inside her. You could see what little resolve she had disappear as panic set in, the build up to climax quickly fading.
"Fuck! Fuck, fine! You can cum in my pussy!"
"Nuh-uh. Not convincing enough."
"Breed me! Let me cum and you can do whatever you want! Please!"
They resumed their assault on her asshole, adding a finger circling her clit to the mix. She melted as they tipped her over the edge, squirting as she came. Just as they were about to cum they took turns jamming their cocks into her neglected cunt, filling it with their hot seed.
"Your turn."
Suddenly your face was slammed onto the floor. You hadn't noticed before, but they had a camera waiting to capture video of your facial expressions already on the ground beside you.
One of them stepped on the side of your head, adding unbearable pressure to your already dizzying brain. Without any preamble he thrust into your pussy. You tried to keep a straight face as he fucked you, not wanting to give them good porn material, but after a certain point drool trickled out of your mouth and your eyes crossed.
After he came in you, you were manhandled into a piledriver position, your neck tilted at an uncomfortable angle with your ass up. Filling both your ass and cunt they pounded you into the floor. You tried your best to keep your cool in front of the cameras, though with each forceful thrust, and each climax washing over you, your breathing quickened and your composure deteriorated.
This went on for what felt like hours, the lenses of the cameras capturing every thrust and every drop of cum poured into the two of you. To end the stream all of the boys brutally pounded into her ass, cunt and mouth, unleasing their loads till they were all satisfied. The last frame viewers saw before it cut out was your friend slumped on the floor with glazed over eyes, sore holes, and multiple men's cum leaking from every hole.
By the next week the porno of your humiliation went viral, raking in enough money you were positive they would do it again.
Delaine winced, her muscles burned, body stretched uncomfortably over a reclined, padded chair. It was just supposed to be a media preview day for the new HHN haunted house, but here she was, wrists tied together and firmly secured just above her head, legs forced wide, leaving everything on display.
She had barely took a couple steps into the pitch-black darkness before rough hands grabbed her, forcefully ripping off her costume and restraining her into the chair sporting nothing but her skimpy black bra and panties. A spotlight flared to life, illuminating Delaine and the contraption holding her tight, vulnerable body.
A stiff leather strap firmly wrapped over her tiny waist, pinning her body to the chair. Her legs were spread apart, more leather restrains strapping down her thighs and ankles. She blushed, realising just how vulnerable she was, completely bound in place, her dignity held together by two miniscule pieces of fabric.
A man stepped out into light, holding up a vial of pink liquid. Delaine's body stiffened in shock as he grabbed her chin and tilted her head up. He stared into her watering eyes, prying her mouth open and emptying the vials contents down her throat. Delaine spat out whatever liquid was left in her mouth.
"What the fk is going on? What did you even feed me!" Delaine thrashed against her restraints, desperately trying to pry herself away.
"It's all part of the experience, just relax and enjoy it."
The voice echoed behind her. Delaine craned her neck trying to see where it came from but she was firmly tied in place. She opened her mouth to protest, however, her mind turned fuzzy. Her whole body started to feel warm, her breathing growing heavy as she tried to stifle the strange noises bubbling up in her throat. A soft moan escaped her mouth, prompting the man to kneel at the foot of the chair, positioning himself in between her spread legs.
"Wait, what are you doing."
Cold, unhurried fingers slipped between her legs, dragging across her glistening slit, parting her slick folds without preamble. Delaine gasped, bucking in the chair, but her restraints held her open, helpless.
"Please... don't... no... don't do this..."
He ignored her and pressed two fingers inside her, working her open, slow at first, then suddenly rough, fingers curling deep and without warning.
Delaine's toes curled as she's penetrated, moaning as his fingers explored her tight little pussy. The slick sound of her own body echoed around the room. He twisted his hand, forcing another wave of heat through her, causing her breath to catch in humiliation and startled pleasure.
She tried, she tried to swallow the moans, tried to close her legs, tried to be anywhere but here. But the friction builds, spiralling higher, the sensation too much—pleasure knotted tight with shame and fear, every muscle quivering as he pumped his fingers harder, circling her clit with his thumb until she was gasping, moaning, legs shaking. She could feel her orgasm nearing, every stroke bringing her closer to the edge. He stopped abruptly, eliciting a frustrated whine from her as he withdrew his hand.
“Pathetic. Messy already. Didn’t say you can come.”
Delaine bit her lip, tears threatening. He worked her closer—pushing, circling, never giving enough. Every time her hips trembled, every time she whimpered, he paused.
She was a mess, panting and wriggling pathetically, face flushed bright red. Her head swam with both panic and need, desperate for some relief. She couldn't help the needy noises that spilled from her mouth, practically begging him to take her.
“How absolutely pitiful you are,” he cooed, kneeling before her dripping pussy to admire her pathetic expression.
"Pleasee, let me cum.. I can't take it anymore," Delaine pleaded, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.
"Alright, you heard her, time for the reveal."
The lights flickered on, illuminating her surroundings previously shrouded in shadow. She was on a small stage, a curtain obscuring her view. A mechincal clinking sound echoed somewhere behind her, and the curtain opened slowly, revealing rows of seats facing the stage.
Delaines eyes widened. Seated were her close friends, classmates, cca mates, all equally in shock at seeing her almost completely naked body stretched out, legs wide open revealing her profusely dripping pussy. Her face flushed red in embarrassment and humiliation.
"What is this? You sick bastards! Let me go!"
"Weren't you just begging to come? We can't let such a precious moment go without a proper audience."
Delaine could see some of the guys in the crowd palming themselves through their pants, while others had their phones out, no doubt recording her defilement. Even the girls were whispering among themselves, the words slut and whore being thrown about. The man once again knelt between her legs, this time brandishing a bright pink dildo the size of her forearm.
"Oh god no... Please!" Delaine begged, turning her head and starting to sob as he brought the toy up to her dripping, waiting pussy, teasing her folds before easing into her. She shuddered and gasped as he pushed it in, inch by inch.
"Oh God..." she gurgled, eyes rolling back into her head as she arched against the restraints, her muscles tensing as she struggled to accommodate the girth. He began thrusting in and out, arousing a mixture of whimpers and moans, each stroke sending waves of heat throughout her body.
His other hand slid down her abdomen to toy with her clit, thumbing it while he worked on her pussy. Delaine squirmed helplessly, every sensation overwhelming her once again. She was soon reduced to pitiful, moaning, "No... no... no..." over and over again as he drove her ever closer to the edge.
"AHHhhhh... GOD!" She cried out as the climax slammed through her. Delaine shivered and shook all over, limbs straining against her bonds. Her stomach contracted as she squirted violently, fluids completely soaking the ground beneath her and nearly drenching the front row. She laid there, exhausted and defeated, looking to her friends for comfort only to be met with disgusted gazes.
"Please... help me..."
Then, before she even caught her breath, his fingers were inside her again—faster this time, crueller, relentless. He drove her forward with merciless precision, no patience for pleading, every motion designed to wring the worst from her. The shame was molten and inescapable; her body rocked against the restraints, thighs trembling, the chair groaning beneath her hips.
Her vision blurred at the edges. The slick sounds of her arousal were deafening. She begged, incoherent, but he doesn’t even flinch—his free hand clamped down on her mouth, smothering her protests and moans.
The sensation crested and broke—her second orgasm tore through her like wildfire, heat and ruin in its wake. Pleasure crashed into pain, shame tangled with want as she sobbed, gasping, boneless in the chair.
He didn’t stop, not even then. Not even when she begged, not even when her body convulsed uncontrollably, and her juices pooled on the floor. His fingers kept working, merciless, dragging her up again and again, refusing her even a moment to breathe. One orgasm slammed into the next, until she was incoherent, whimpering, mind wiped clean by sensation and shame, her body trembling, spent, utterly at his mercy.
Delaine blacked out somewhere after her fifth orgasm. Not like that stopped him from bringing her shivering, unconscious body to a sixth. When she finally came to the room was empty. They had untied her wrists but left the rest of her body still strapped in, leaving her to slowly undo her restrains one by one.
She pushed herself off the chair, only to collapse to the floor as her legs gave out under her. Delaine dragged herself back up, stumbling to the exit. A female attendant greeted her with a warm smile.
"Hope you had a great experience with us, we can't wait for your sponsored review post!"
Delaine stared at her as she draped an oversized HHN merch shirt over her, covering her up. The attendant guided her into the back of a cab, flashing her another cheery smile before handing her her phone and what remained of her costume in a bag. The ride home was a long one, glimpses of her defilement and humiliation flashing across her mind periodically.
She would be tagged in countless stories and posts over the next few days, prompting her to deactivate her socials. The memory of that night would continue to haunt her dreams for months, while the clips and pictures her friends had captured would resurface every few weeks, plunging her into a never-ending cycle of shame and humiliation.
Delaine winced, her muscles burned, body stretched uncomfortably over a reclined, padded chair. It was just supposed to be a media preview day for the new HHN haunted house, but here she was, wrists tied together and firmly secured just above her head, legs forced wide, leaving everything on display.
She had barely took a couple steps into the pitch-black darkness before rough hands grabbed her, forcefully ripping off her costume and restraining her into the chair sporting nothing but her skimpy black bra and panties. A spotlight flared to life, illuminating Delaine and the contraption holding her tight, vulnerable body.
A stiff leather strap firmly wrapped over her tiny waist, pinning her body to the chair. Her legs were spread apart, more leather restrains strapping down her thighs and ankles. She blushed, realising just how vulnerable she was, completely bound in place, her dignity held together by two miniscule pieces of fabric.
A man stepped out into light, holding up a vial of pink liquid. Delaine's body stiffened in shock as he grabbed her chin and tilted her head up. He stared into her watering eyes, prying her mouth open and emptying the vials contents down her throat. Delaine spat out whatever liquid was left in her mouth.
"What the fk is going on? What did you even feed me!" Delaine thrashed against her restraints, desperately trying to pry herself away.
"It's all part of the experience, just relax and enjoy it."
The voice echoed behind her. Delaine craned her neck trying to see where it came from but she was firmly tied in place. She opened her mouth to protest, however, her mind turned fuzzy. Her whole body started to feel warm, her breathing growing heavy as she tried to stifle the strange noises bubbling up in her throat. A soft moan escaped her mouth, prompting the man to kneel at the foot of the chair, positioning himself in between her spread legs.
"Wait, what are you doing."
Cold, unhurried fingers slipped between her legs, dragging across her glistening slit, parting her slick folds without preamble. Delaine gasped, bucking in the chair, but her restraints held her open, helpless.
"Please... don't... no... don't do this..."
He ignored her and pressed two fingers inside her, working her open, slow at first, then suddenly rough, fingers curling deep and without warning.
Delaine's toes curled as she's penetrated, moaning as his fingers explored her tight little pussy. The slick sound of her own body echoed around the room. He twisted his hand, forcing another wave of heat through her, causing her breath to catch in humiliation and startled pleasure.
She tried, she tried to swallow the moans, tried to close her legs, tried to be anywhere but here. But the friction builds, spiralling higher, the sensation too much—pleasure knotted tight with shame and fear, every muscle quivering as he pumped his fingers harder, circling her clit with his thumb until she was gasping, moaning, legs shaking. She could feel her orgasm nearing, every stroke bringing her closer to the edge. He stopped abruptly, eliciting a frustrated whine from her as he withdrew his hand.
“Pathetic. Messy already. Didn’t say you can come.”
Delaine bit her lip, tears threatening. He worked her closer—pushing, circling, never giving enough. Every time her hips trembled, every time she whimpered, he paused.
She was a mess, panting and wriggling pathetically, face flushed bright red. Her head swam with both panic and need, desperate for some relief. She couldn't help the needy noises that spilled from her mouth, practically begging him to take her.
“How absolutely pitiful you are,” he cooed, kneeling before her dripping pussy to admire her pathetic expression.
"Pleasee, let me cum.. I can't take it anymore," Delaine pleaded, tears streaming down her flushed cheeks.
"Alright, you heard her, time for the reveal."
The lights flickered on, illuminating her surroundings previously shrouded in shadow. She was on a small stage, a curtain obscuring her view. A mechincal clinking sound echoed somewhere behind her, and the curtain opened slowly, revealing rows of seats facing the stage.
Delaines eyes widened. Seated were her close friends, classmates, cca mates, all equally in shock at seeing her almost completely naked body stretched out, legs wide open revealing her profusely dripping pussy. Her face flushed red in embarrassment and humiliation.
"What is this? You sick bastards! Let me go!"
"Weren't you just begging to come? We can't let such a precious moment go without a proper audience."
Delaine could see some of the guys in the crowd palming themselves through their pants, while others had their phones out, no doubt recording her defilement. Even the girls were whispering among themselves, the words slut and whore being thrown about. The man once again knelt between her legs, this time brandishing a bright pink dildo the size of her forearm.
"Oh god no... Please!" Delaine begged, turning her head and starting to sob as he brought the toy up to her dripping, waiting pussy, teasing her folds before easing into her. She shuddered and gasped as he pushed it in, inch by inch.
"Oh God..." she gurgled, eyes rolling back into her head as she arched against the restraints, her muscles tensing as she struggled to accommodate the girth. He began thrusting in and out, arousing a mixture of whimpers and moans, each stroke sending waves of heat throughout her body.
His other hand slid down her abdomen to toy with her clit, thumbing it while he worked on her pussy. Delaine squirmed helplessly, every sensation overwhelming her once again. She was soon reduced to pitiful, moaning, "No... no... no..." over and over again as he drove her ever closer to the edge.
"AHHhhhh... GOD!" She cried out as the climax slammed through her. Delaine shivered and shook all over, limbs straining against her bonds. Her stomach contracted as she squirted violently, fluids completely soaking the ground beneath her and nearly drenching the front row. She laid there, exhausted and defeated, looking to her friends for comfort only to be met with disgusted gazes.
"Please... help me..."
Then, before she even caught her breath, his fingers were inside her again—faster this time, crueller, relentless. He drove her forward with merciless precision, no patience for pleading, every motion designed to wring the worst from her. The shame was molten and inescapable; her body rocked against the restraints, thighs trembling, the chair groaning beneath her hips.
Her vision blurred at the edges. The slick sounds of her arousal were deafening. She begged, incoherent, but he doesn’t even flinch—his free hand clamped down on her mouth, smothering her protests and moans.
The sensation crested and broke—her second orgasm tore through her like wildfire, heat and ruin in its wake. Pleasure crashed into pain, shame tangled with want as she sobbed, gasping, boneless in the chair.
He didn’t stop, not even then. Not even when she begged, not even when her body convulsed uncontrollably, and her juices pooled on the floor. His fingers kept working, merciless, dragging her up again and again, refusing her even a moment to breathe. One orgasm slammed into the next, until she was incoherent, whimpering, mind wiped clean by sensation and shame, her body trembling, spent, utterly at his mercy.
Delaine blacked out somewhere after her fifth orgasm. Not like that stopped him from bringing her shivering, unconscious body to a sixth. When she finally came to the room was empty. They had untied her wrists but left the rest of her body still strapped in, leaving her to slowly undo her restrains one by one.
She pushed herself off the chair, only to collapse to the floor as her legs gave out under her. Delaine dragged herself back up, stumbling to the exit. A female attendant greeted her with a warm smile.
"Hope you had a great experience with us, we can't wait for your sponsored review post!"
Delaine stared at her as she draped an oversized HHN merch shirt over her, covering her up. The attendant guided her into the back of a cab, flashing her another cheery smile before handing her her phone and what remained of her costume in a bag. The ride home was a long one, glimpses of her defilement and humiliation flashing across her mind periodically.
She would be tagged in countless stories and posts over the next few days, prompting her to deactivate her socials. The memory of that night would continue to haunt her dreams for months, while the clips and pictures her friends had captured would resurface every few weeks, plunging her into a never-ending cycle of shame and humiliation.
“It would be of some use later…” I cheekily laughed.
My head was heavy as I opened my eyes. Gemma was naked right beside me, hands on my donger while Nat’s naked ass was lying on my arms with her body tilted opposite of mine. Kenneth was nowhere to be found. I couldn’t care less as I removed my arms from Nat’s ass as her ass bounces off my arms. I slowly removed Gemma’s tiny little hands from my crouch and tilted her body around, with her face pressed on the bed.
Her bubbly ass was just right in front of me, with her glory hole facing me. Fuck I am still so horny when I am sober… I slowly inserted my dick right into Gem, as she shifted her ass a little before I shafted my dick fully into her.
“Rise N’ Shine babe…” I yelled as she was still very much asleep.
I’d no idea girls had such reflexes… She just started off with soft moan, right in her sleep. I thrust her gently into her as her hips just moved by its own, in her sleep. As I continued thrusting her, Nat woke up and euphorically started licking my balls.
“Fuck… Nat, this is so… good…” I howled like a horny ass wolf.
“You know I love your cock… Right babe…” Nat started fondling Gemma’s boobs from behind as I continued thrusting my dear girlfriend, Gemma.
Gemma’s soft moans began louder, as she slowly opened her eyes, with her sight right towards the mirror with Natasha and me fucking her while she was asleep.
“Babe… Fuck… This is so… horny… of you… to fuck me… in my sleep… Ugh…. Fakkk….” She just started moaning loudly as she frenched Nat from behind as I fucking doggied her till she yelled all over the room. Her butt was just ramping onto me hard… I want to cum so much…
‘Ding-dong’, the doorbell rang as we were in shocked. Gemma gave me the most disappointed look as she knew our climax got disrupted… I pulled out my cock from her, leaving her bare pussy… as Natasha took over and sixty-nine with Gemma, licking each other’s pussies while I opened the door…
“Hey it’s me… I am here to fetch you all to the beach remember?” The chauffeur explained.
“Okay… Give me a few minutes we will be ready…” I left while rubbing off my hard on boner in my loose boxers.
We quickly get ready as Natasha woke Kenneth up who was dead asleep on the floor… Gemma wore short black skirt and white top while Natasha wore her black crop top with black shorts. Fuck… both of their figures are amazing… I wouldn’t mind just ogling them for the entire day without fucking them hard…
“I am so disappointed… We didn’t get to cum… Ahhh…” Gemma held my hands tight while walking towards the car.
Her face was just so cute… I wished I could push her over right now and fuck her under her black short skirt. She would totally freak out but be submissive little angel like yesterday…
She was just rubbing my cock continuously on the car while Natasha was brushing my legs… Kenneth was blissfully sitting in the front seat without knowing his girlfriend is technically cheating on him again…
Fuck… My cock was rock hard, as they continued fondling it… My dick was about to pop out any second…. Kenneth fell asleep along the ride, while Natasha removed my dick out of my pants… right in front of the driver… and started licking it while, Gemma was kind of blocking my dick from being seen…
“Jon… your dick is fucking huge… like how you fucked me yesterday… in the poolside… Fuckkkkk…. Uhmmmm….” Natasha licked and looked at me seductively, “Gemma aren’t you a lucky one…”
She licked my tipped of my dick while Gemma was cupping my balls and played with Nat’s hair… Fuck it was a total turn on… They took turn licking my dick while slowly began throbbing… it deep into their mouth…
“Fuck… I am cumming…” I whispered into Nat’s ears as I cummed right into her tiny little mouth as she slowly swallowed it with Gemma looking all dissatisfied not being the one receiving it… My little girl doesn’t really seem happy about it…
“Gem, are you jealous…?” I asked, “Don’t worry… I will make up to u…”
She just looked at me gloomily but still adorable and gave me a duck face.
“Alright we are here! I will pick you guys up in 5 hour time, please enjoy your stay in the beach!” The driver exclaimed and pulled the car.
Kenneth was rather groggy when we alighted while, Gemma was looking upset because of the blow job experienced I had with Nat while Nat was just being the cheerful girl holding onto Ken’s hand, acting like she didn’t just blow me off.
“Gem, let’s move towards that small cave looking place on the beach…!” I whispered into her ears. “Let’s continue what we have started this morning… Rise and shine…” I stood out my tongue and she grabbed my arms tight as we ran towards it.
It was secluded and looked like no one would come here… I pull her skirt up as she unzipped and pulled out my dick while I moved her thongs side-wards. I quickly inserted my lubricated dick from Nat’s sucking earlier on, into her while holding her curvy waist.
“Fuck…. Jon that was so sudden… It is still rock hard… Fuck… You cheated right in front of me just now…” Gemma yelled like a maniac, “You better repay me back with your loads…”
I ramped into her pussy continuously while slowly loosen up her white top and fondled underneath her bra… It was perfectly cupped on my hands as she just kept on moaning as if we were back in the hotel… She bend down, hands and knees on the soft sand, while I pushed her firmly on the ground.
“You’re fucking nympho, you know that Gem…?” I yelled dominantly. “This is why I love you… Fuck…”
I pulled up one of her leg while I ramp her while I knelt down. Fucking sand is making me feel horny as ever as she just kept on moaning.
“Baby… Don’t stop… Fuck… I want you to cum later…” She screamed at the top of her lungs while she tilt her head over and frenched me like no tomorrow.
I pushed my dick back and forth while she continuously moaned through her throat while tonguing me continuously. Fuck it was just horribly sexy for her to do something so dirty… fucking me in public beach… This is something too wild for me… But we clearly fucking loved it…
Her hips took control and she continuously moved her hips on her own, my dick was just enjoying her insides while she moaned to keep up the mood. She squeezed her thighs tight as I fucking could take it longer while thrusting her.
“Fuckkkkk I am gonna cum inside you, Gem….” I yelled. “Brace yourself baby… cum with me…”
She somehow managed to squirt all over my cock as both of us climaxed together and yelled…
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You wake up to bright studio lights. Dazed and confused, you look up and see a crowd of men watching you from rows on seats. You're on a stage. Across from you there is a glass panel, behind which is another girl, waking up groggily just like you.
"Welcome, everyone, to tonight's gameshow! Say hello to our two gorgeous contestants!"
The crowd of men heckle and jeer at you. You look around frantically, but you can't see any exit.
"Now, listen carefully to the rules. Both girls will have 20 minutes to sexually humiliate themselves for our audience. This includes removing clothes, pleasuring themselves, moaning and acting like the greedy sluts they are. Dildos have been provided for both girls to fuck themselves with."
You look down in horror, and sure enough, a huge plastic cock is sticking up from the floor in front of you. The jeers of the crowd grow louder.
"Once the 20 minutes are up, the audience will vote for the girl they feel acted like the biggest whore. The loser will then be thrown out to the crowd to be used however they like."
You feel a wave of fear and disgust. The men in the crowd cheer. Some of them already have their hands down their pants. If your body is offered to a group like that... you'll be destroyed.
"Ready, girls? On your marks, get set... Go!"
For a moment, neither you nor the other girl do anything. Then, slowly, the girl starts to undress, removing her sultry white dress that accentuated her delicious curves.
You close your eyes and grit your teeth. You can't let her win. You fumble with the straps of your crimson dress and unpin your bra, letting your shapely tits flop out. The crowd cheers as you stand there, shielding your boobs with your arm in shame.
The other girl finishes undressing, and with a glance at you, moves to her underwear. Reluctantly, you do the same. The eyes of a hundred men watch as you expose your tender pussy.
What now...? The other girl has almost caught up, and it's important that you stay ahead. Should you flaunt a bit...? You shyly part your legs for the crowd, and use two fingers to spread your cunt open. It feels weird, being exposed to the cold air and so many eyes. A few men have pulled out their dicks now, rubbing at the sight of you. It feels awful, and yet... for some reason, your pussy is wet.
"Fifteen minutes remaining!"
Your eyes fall to the dildo on the floor. It's way bigger than anything you've taken before... And to do it in front of so many people... You shiver, but the sight of the other girl stepping towards it drives you to continue.
You crouch down beside the dildo, spreading your legs even wider, and rub the phallus between your pussy lips. You hear the sound of whimpering, and glance across to see the other girl slowly impaling herself on the cock. You hurry to copy her, pressing the head against your hole, stretching yourself out. Despite how shameful you must look, you can feel yourself dripping all over it.
You lower yourself onto the cock, feeling it grind against your walls as the girth fills you, biting your lip to hold back a moan. You see the other girl stop halfway, already at her limit, so you push on, determined to win against her. The huge dick sinks deeper and deeper, your pussy throbbing around it, until you've taken it to the base, the tip nuzzled against your cervix.
Sweating and shaking, you look up. The crowd looks slightly blurry now, but you can hear them laughing at you, staring at your tits and your impaled cunt, jerking their hard dicks.
The other girl starts to bounce on it, so you do the same. The cock rubs against all of your sensitive spots, making your cunt twitch. Your pussy sticks to the dildo as you pull yourself up, gushing progressively more, sucking it back in with a sloppy noise. You rut your hips against it shamefully, hating how good it feels, how tingly your clit gets with so many eyes on it.
You feel the urge to moan, and your instinct is to stifle it, but you remember the goal of the challenge.
"Ten minutes remaining!"
You let out a slutty moan, allowing your basic instincts to take over. In response, you can hear the girl beside you moan too, trying to drown you out. You fuck the dildo faster now, letting out a gasp of pleasure every time the tip kisses your cervix. Your legs feel weak, but you spread them a little further to give the crowd a good view.
You begin to feel a dull knot of arousal grow in your pelvis. You don't want to orgasm in front of all these people, but... You've already come this far, and you're so horny now, you really can't help it.
One of your hands slips down to your clit, as you continue to bounce. The extra stimulation is enough to send you over the edge - your whole body tenses, pussy squeezing the huge length inside you, and a gush of fluids squirt from you.
The crowd cheers. You can hear someone whistle, and another person claps. You're tired, body still twitching around the cock.
The girl beside you has sped up, now rubbing her clit too, eyes rolled back and other hand on her tits. There's still so much time left... You have to keep going.
Your sensitive cunt pulses around the dildo as you shakily begin fucking it again, your mind starting to melt with the pleasure. Your body feels so hot. You lift one hand to your tits, which are flopping up and down as you ride, and begin pinching and rubbing your nipples.
"Five minutes remaining!"
You're desperate now. Nothing matters but winning. If you can just win, you'll be safe, you'll be free. You whimper and moan like a desperate whore, but it's not enough. The other girl sounds cuter than you.
"Urgh, I love... having cock inside of me..." you say, your voice quiet at first. It echoes around the room, sounding so distant from the version of you that you're used to. You sound so erotic, so much like a whore, so much like you're loving it.
The other girl starts talking too, and it becomes a battle of who can speak louder, moan louder, beg louder, entertain the masses of strangers more.
"My pussy loves when you're watching me... It makes me so wet and drippy... Please look at me more, look at my tits and g-greedy cunt... Urghhh... It feels so good..." Drool is dripping down your chest as you fuck yourself frantically, bouncing your tits in your hands. Your eyes roll up into your head.
"I'm just a cockdrunk whore, I exist to please men, I love pleasing men, please give me your cum, I want to be filled up, I love being bred, I love your attention, please vote for me, please please please I'm cumming I'm cumming I'm cumming while everyone is watching meeee! Ah ah ahhgunmm cumming. Ooohhh it feels so good, my pussy feels so good..."
You twitch and moan in a puddle on the floor, as men jerk off to you, shouting and laughing and calling you names. Your whole body is throbbing with pleasure, your mind foggy, and everyone is watching it, you, the disgusting whore.
"Time's up! Let's tally up the votes..."
The wait feels like an eternity. You pull yourself from the dildo and collapse in an ungraceful heap. All you can do is pray that your efforts were enough.
"And the winner is..."
There's a dramatic pause. Then the host shouts your name.
You feel a surge of relief pass through you. On the other side of the glass, the girl squeaks in horror and tries to flee, but two men rush in from backstage to grab her. They throw her into the crowd, where she's engulfed by a surge of horny men. Her screams are quickly drowned out in moaning and gagging and men's laughter.
You know you should feel bad for her, but you're so grateful it wasn't you that you barely spare a thought for the girl. You pull back on your clothes, eager to preserve any small amount of dignity you might have left, and flee across the stage. You're finally free! Free from this horrible ordeal!
As you step out, you hear the closing words of the gameshow host.
"Thank you everyone for tuning in! As always, all episodes are uploaded on our website for future viewing, along with the contestants' names and home addresses. Let's make sure this was a show our girls can never forget."
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“... Do whatever you want with that info.”
The words are meant for you, but she speaks them out to the moon, the slightly salty night air, the buildings still illuminated well past midnight. None of them are listening. Asa could shout it out at the very top of her lungs, the people on the street below would hear it, as would the nesting birds, and the crashing waves would swallow it up. None of them would truly listen, though Asa would argue that neither would you.
It's not the first time you've found yourself here. Both this place, on this coast, in this hotel, and this position on the bed, facing the balcony, looking out of the open door, at her.
Two events - mutually exclusive - so often crossing paths on the most special of nights. They came thick and fast. Sometimes you would be on your own bed, resting on such familiar comfort, while you stared at her, perched by the window, basking her bare skin in the moonlight. And just two nights later, you would be in her room, on the comfort of her bed, of which you became quickly familiar, watching her on her balcony with little more than her black lace panties keeping her somewhat modest.
The best of them all were always right here in this town, that is nestled between two headlands, with its golden beach and winding trails in the hills. In the daytime, you would wander the quiet streets with her, seeking the next great adventure. And at night, when the town felt almost alive, you’d travel an artery right to the heart of it all. Drink with the locals, dance to live music, and finish the whole thing by collapsing into one another’s arms.
The town nestled itself impossibly between lively and lazy. It was perfect. Far enough away from prying eyes and the stresses of home, yet close enough to make a weekend trip viable.
This day, you were halfway up the hills by midday. Asa’s backpack was small, not particularly practical, and yet she insisted it had enough water and snacks for the entire hike. Of course, she relied on you when she ran out. Her tank top was small, too. A little tight around the stomach. Sodden from the heat, her sweat made it cling to her skin, but the dark green suited her. You stopped just below the top, the breeze blowing Asa’s ponytail around, while the sun reflected in her eyes, the view was too good to pass up. Her cheeks, already glowing, brightened with an even greater blush when she noticed the way you looked at her.
"You should turn around, it's a view not to miss." She smiled as she spoke. The view she meant was one of nature, the town below, and the endless sea. Asa knew well that your attention was on a very different vista.
"Already looking at it." The blush deepened.
At the peak, you ate, drank and rested, lying on a soft blanket you packed, Asa with her head resting on your stomach, looking up into the clear sky, pointing out shapes and animals she could find in the clouds.
"That looks like an otter," she says, "or a seal."
"Seal." You agree. "Look at the tail."
"That is very seal-like." She giggles, her chest shaking a little. She shifts her legs a bit, too. The tan shorts were too short to hike, but that didn't stop her. Asa is Asa. She raises her arm, a little dainty, and her fingers delicate as they point to the next target. "And that looks like Ahyeon. When she's angry after I ate some of her ramen." Asa laughs to herself. You barely know Ahyeon, but you're sure that no cloud could replicate a woman such that you could recognise them, but you allow Asa her moment, finding herself hilarious. "And that one looks like..."
It continues for some time, most of which is nonsense, and a little of it, you can see exactly what she means. By the time the sun is beginning to sink in the sky, Asa has found an entire orchestra, a family of birds, and even some random strangers, but not a single cloud that she would claim resembles you. As she rises from her position, you ask her why. The answer was a simple one: "There are none handsome enough."
She's holding a laugh, you're shaking your head. "Oof, that was bad."
"I try my best." She says as she throws her backpack on.
By the time you return to your room, you've had enough of the wilderness. A shower is desperately needed. The salt from the sea has settled on your skin. Asa is quick to strip down. Her shorts and top are on the bed. As you grab them, ready to throw them in the laundry bag, your attention is on her, in nothing but a matching purple underwear set, with black accents, a little see-through in all the right places. She's in the doorway to the bathroom, and she's watching you, staring at her, as she undoes her ponytail, letting her hair free.
"My back's not going to wash itself," Asa says as she disappears around the corner.
You're smiling to yourself as you slip off your shorts and pull your shirt up and over your head. You drop them in the bag. There is no rush. It's not like she's going anywhere. It's not like the relationship's on a timer. It's still young - budding. Truth is, it's barely a relationship as much as it is a... thing, a very beautiful and sweet thing that has no definition. No need to get ahead of yourself.
When you round the corner into the doorway, the bathroom appears empty. There's no running water, no Asa in the shower, not even a trace of steam from hot water on cold tiles. You step into the silence. White, pristine, tiled silence.
A sharp breath and outstretched arms make you jump, from behind the door, Asa shouts. It's not a fearful shout, but it is a loud shout. A loud, playful shout. She knows exactly what she is doing, and you can tell she loves every second of it. You laugh as you wrap her in a hug, almost catching her out of necessity because of the way she throws her small frame at you.
"Hey, you," Asa says. There is no one word for the smile on her lips, the way her nose scrunches a little, the twinkle in her eyes. Cute, maybe. Beautiful? Perhaps. Or is it all just so... perfect? An almost haunting memory.
"Hey," you say. Your hand runs up her spine. You take your time to feel every single ridge and every inch of her skin. She's still warm and a little dirty from the day. Somehow, she's also soft, like silk under your fingertips; that's how you'll always remember her.
"I got you," Asa says. You can tell she knows, because she's biting her lip and holding back another laugh.
"Sure did." You kiss her. It's soft. There is barely any pressure, no force at all. Her lips are full and, somehow, taste like the cherry of her favourite soda, as if the taste of her was infused by the fruit itself. The tip of her nose presses against you. Your hands reach the clasp of her bra, you pinch, push with a finger, pull the clasp with another. The straps loosen, and Asa lets you slip them away, dropping them on the ground without a sound.
She pulls away, and you look down. Perky, small, her nipples hard, you already know the feeling of them pressed against you.
"It's rude to stare," she smirks.
"And to touch?"
She shrugs. "Welcomed."
Your hands rise to cup them. The flesh is firm, and the buds harden even further as you rub your palm over the left and your thumb on the right.
Her moan is little more than a gasp, a gentle sound, and her lips curl a little. She looks at you, and her eyes sparkle that same way they always did. She steps away from you, her breasts leaving your hands. There's no disappointment. She's in full view.
Another step back, another sway of her hips, and another bite on her lip, she slips her fingers into the waistband of her panties and pulls them down. They fall off one foot, and she kicks them away. She's naked as she takes the next step, which ends with her shoulders against the tiles of the shower.
Your eyes linger, and Asa places the very tip of her fingernail against her collarbone, then runs it down, in a slow, tantalising line. Over her chest, and down her stomach, stopping at the top of the trimmed patch of pubic hair.
"Still rude," she whispers. You know she's joking, and you can't stop a smile from forming, and the laugh from bubbling.
It's nowhere near as elegant or ceremonious when you drop your own underwear. You do not sway, or tease, or give Asa any kind of show, but she watches as she always has. With eyes wide and sparkling, with her bottom lip pinched between her teeth.
"I'll wash yours if you wash mine," she whispers, a little coy. Asa turns on the shower. The water splashes over the tiles, running down the walls in streams. She places a hand beneath the stream. The cold water splashes against her skin, making it twitch, but soon enough the cold fades and the steam rises.
She steps beneath the water and closes her eyes. She lets it soak her body, and you watch her. The droplets of water run down her face and over her body. It drips off her nipples and runs down her stomach. Her hair sticks to her skin, and you can see every curve, every line, every ridge.
Your body's not moving. You want it to, but you're stuck in time. She's perfect. You've seen this before. A shower in a hotel in some town far enough away that no one will care. And yet it always feels new. She turns a little, and you watch the mini waterfalls find the paths of least resistance on her back. Down her sides and down the cleft between her ass. You're hypnotised by it all, until her voice brings you back.
"Water's nice and warm," Asa smiles, opening one eye, words drowned a little by the falling water. She opens the second, and looks you over, from your toes, up your legs, lingering over your dick, then your chest, before stopping at your eyes. "Room for two."
Asa doesn't wait for you, though she knows you'll be there, and steps aside. You slip beneath the warm water. It soaks your skin. A warm embrace. The water drips off the ends of your hair, down your face, and your nose. She steps behind you. Her hand snakes its way to your chest, as her other wraps around your waist. A warmer embrace.
Sher rests her head against your shoulder, peering around to eye the way she moves her hand down, to wrap around your cock. She takes a deep breath, her chest rising and falling against you. She squeezes you a little. Her hand barely wraps around your cock, and she starts to move her wrist, slow, gentle pumps.
Your head rolls back. The shower rains over your body. Asa's body against your back. The feeling of her hand on your cock, her fingers barely able to grip all of it. Her other hand traces odd shapes on your chest, a tickle that sends sparks across your body.
"Never get tired of this," Asa says. Her voice is low, and she's breathing heavily. Your eyes open. The ceiling is all that greets you. It's white, like the walls, like the floor. It's plain. You don't spend too much time staring at it, letting yourself imagine her walking up that mountain. Clothes fit tightly to her petite figure. The sweat glistened in the sun. You can't stop your imagination from wandering.
Asa's hand squeezes you a little harder. "Fuck," you let out. Her wrist turns as her hand reaches the tip. She grips tighter as her hand slides down. "Feels good," you tell her. You know you don't have to. She's smiling against you.
"Always does, huh?"
"Yeah." You're still looking at the ceiling. "Really does." She squeezes again. Her hand speeds up. She twists a little more. "Really good." You're still thinking of her, the way she was, and you feel the tension build up. Her thumb brushes against the tip of your cock. Your breath shudders, and your head falls forward.
"You're so hard. Like, harder than normal."
"Are you saying I have a normal hardness?"
"Well, you don't always perform to a hundred percent..."
"Hey, fuck you," you laugh, and Asa joins you, squeezing you just a little harder, and speeding her hand up just a little. You reach your arm around and behind. You grab her ass. You feel her move against your body as she continues to stroke you. Your fingers sink a little into her firm, little ass. The angle is awkward, but it's worth the effort. Asa lets out her own moan as you squeeze. The tension builds.
"You know I'm kidding," she says. You laugh a little, but it's cut off by a grunt as her thumb brushes the tip again, pressing a little harder. Your fingers squeeze her a little harder. Her hand moves faster. The water is warm, and it pours over your bodies, washing away all of the day's efforts, soaking into your skin. She's warm, her skin, her embrace, the way her hand holds your cock. "Want you," she whispers, barely audible over the falling water. You don't have to ask what she means, as her hand slides off your cock.
You spin in her embrace to face her, her lips immediately find yours, and your hands immediately find her hips. She's warm, soft, wet. Everything. Your tongue presses into her mouth, and her tongue meets it. You find that ever-familiar feeling of her ass and hoist her up, into the air. Asa doesn't protest. You push her back against the wall of the shower. The tiles must be cold on her skin, as her breath is stolen from her mouth. A break in the kiss.
You smile at each other, lips almost touching, noses pressed together. She looks deep into your eyes. You look deep into hers. You can't see the sparkle. There's a darkness to them. Not an absence, but something deeper. She wants it. Her body is telling you, the way she's wrapped her legs around your waist. The way her chest rises and falls, pressing her hard nipples into your chest.
She doesn't say a word, and neither do you. You kiss her. It's harder, deeper. Your tongues wrestle. Asa moans into the kiss. It vibrates through your mouth. She wraps her legs tighter, pulling herself up your body a little. There's an almost accidental brushing of your tip against her smooth lips, and she pulls herself up a little more.
"Please," she moans into the kiss.
She lets out a whimper into your mouth when you thrust into her, and she pulls back a little. You feel the smile against your lips. The way she breathes a little deeper, and you thrust again. Her hips move against you, pulling away, and you feel your cock slide out of her, only for her to move against you, sliding you back inside.
Her lips are full, her kiss wet and hungry. You keep her pinned to the wall as her hips grind against you, your cock throbbing inside of her. You pull away from her kiss. Asa takes the chance to let a long, loud, deep moan out.
"You feel so fucking good," Asa groans, her hips moving in a rhythm that matches the falling of the water on your body, warm, never-ending. "So fucking big." She's breathing heavily. Your hands dig into her soft flesh as she pulls away and slams her body against yours. You thrust against her. Her lips curl into a smile. Her eyes close.
The sound of skin on skin mixes with the falling of the water. You bring rhythm to the chaos of it all. Her moans rise above the cacophony, the sounds of her pleasure ringing through the small room.
You can feel it all. She tightens around your cock, pulling away, releasing as you push into her. She moans. You moan. You both breathe in the steam, the water pouring over your bodies, making you both wet and slippery. You dig your hands in, trying to get a grip, trying to pull her body onto yours. It's near animalistic, and you're losing yourself to it. She grinds her body against you, her clit pressing against your pelvis. She's tight around your cock, squeezing and throbbing and begging for more.
It's a blur, a foggy memory of your time with Asa. It was all a blur from the moment you met her. She was the kind of person you would lose yourself with - lose yourself inside.
Her body tightens. Every single one of her muscles flexes and tenses, and she's holding her breath as you continue to fuck her, and you know the way her eyes will be rolling. You know that her mouth is open in a silent moan, and that she'll scream out at the height of her orgasm.
Asa does scream, but not a sound comes out. It builds up and dies on her tongue, choked back. She struggles to breathe as her body tightens even more. She's impossibly tight on your cock. She struggles against your body as her hips grind against you. Her head rolls to the side. She bites her lip, her eyes screwed shut.
Her body begins to release as the waves of her orgasm fade away. She smiles, and you pull out of her. You let her body down, her feet on the floor, a little unstable, a little unbalanced. Rest against the wall, you tell her as you turn her around, explaining the need for her to keep her balance, speaking over the subtext of how good her ass looks when she leans against the wall. She pushes it out just that little extra, and you step up to her. Your cock slides inside her with ease. You don't miss a single second, thrusting in and out, as she moans with the same ferocity.
She's still sensitive; her moans are higher than normal. You reach around and find her breast. A handful. You squeeze it, letting her feel your strength. Her head leans back, her long, black hair dripping wet and sticking to your skin.
Her hips roll, her ass pushing against you, her back arched, her body leaning into the tiles. You press your chest to her back, one of her tits in your hand, and the other sliding down to find her clit, where you rub it. You're fucking her against the wall, one arm around her, a hand full of breast, your cock throbbing inside of her, your fingers dancing across her clit, sending waves of pleasure across her body, and she loves it. Asa moans, her head rolling back and forth.
"Fuck," Asa screams out, and her pussy throbs, her ass pushing back against your thrust, her hips rolling, and her knees buckling. "Harder, please." You oblige. Her body pushes back against your thrusts. You feel yourself throb, and the tension is building, ready to boil over at any second. She's rolling her body in waves, sliding back and forth. Your hand leaves her clit and grabs her hips. She moans louder when you thrust harder.
She screams again, pushing her body into the wall, and she cums, and you can feel the warmth of her body and the throbbing.
You cum inside her. You can't help but hold your body still, pinning her against the wall. Her ass pushes against you, and her body shakes, riding out the last of her own orgasm. You can feel your cum deep inside her, a warmth, a throbbing that matches the beat of your own heart. She's breathing heavily. She's moaning softly.
"So much. I feel it."
You kiss her shoulder, her back. She sighs. She relaxes against you, and you relax in turn, letting your body lean on hers, your hands wrapping around her waist. Her hands rest on your own, silently keeping you there, embracing her. You stand there for a while, with only the white noise of the shower, seeking comfort in her body. You feel her. Every inch, every curve, the way her skin moves as she breathes. You don't move. You just hold her. You're still inside her. She is your comfort. Was.
The night continues as many have before it. Asa finds herself a robe, one that's too large and too loose to keep anything well covered, and it's not long before it's bunched at her waist as you take her in front of the mirror. You do it on the bed, too, with her legs around you. And eventually, you take her out to the balcony overlooking the sea, her chest pushed out on the railing as you fuck her from behind.
She's tired by the end. Exhausted and spent, but still smiling, and still holding your hand, and still whispering into the night, the things she wants you to do.
And you do it all.
The night comes to an end in that very scene that will forever be etched into your mind. She stands in the cool night breeze, letting it envelop her body in its bare entirety. You sit on the bed, watching as the wind pushes her hair across her chest, as the breeze causes her skin to form goosebumps, and you watch as she stands there, staring into the distance.
"Hey," Asa speaks out, without looking at you, her words almost floating away into the sky. "I have something to tell you."
There's a long pause. It's the kind of silence that drowns you, fills you and makes your head spin. The words are meant for you, but she speaks them out to the moon, the slightly salty night air, the buildings still illuminated well past midnight, the people on the street below, the nesting birds, and the crashing waves.
"I love you. Do whatever you want with that info."
~~~
I love you.
You're sitting on the edge of the bed. The very same bed, in the very same room, they granted you by request. The night sky is without a single grey blemish. Dark shades of blues, with bright twinkling stars and an even brighter moon, that shines its glow across the surface of the ocean. You're watching that, watching the way it glistens in a straight line. It's peaceful, calm. And quiet.
You couldn't see it before, or maybe you just chose not to, given the distraction perched on the balcony. But tonight isn't that night. No. You are alone in a bed built for two. There are no giggles in your ear, no moans from the bathroom, nor whispers in the night, and yet you hear them all the same. The words she spoke. The laugh that echoed in the silence, the sighs in your arms.
I love you.
Her voice rings out again.
Do whatever you want with that info.
And if you did something, anything at all. If you climbed to your feet, professed those same profound feelings and kissed her under that moonlight. Would it have changed a single thing? You've thought about it. You've pictured yourself standing, walking over to her, taking her face in your hands and kissing her until your lungs burned and your head spun.
If you scoffed, rejected her, made some comment on how it was nothing more than an escape, that the feelings were fleeting, would it change anything?
And if you stood up and left, leaving her standing there in the moonlight, naked, in nothing but her own thoughts and that very real feeling in the air. If you never spoke another word to her. Would that change anything? If you turned your back, got into the car and drove back home that very moment. If you never returned. Would it change anything?
And it didn't. It won't. It can't. Nothing will ever change what was.
Asa is dead.
The words were cold, the voice that said them was unfamiliar. There were no tears. No emotion. No pain, or hurt or fear or anger or anything. It was numb. The world went still, and it has been for every second of the past year.
Content: NSFW, (Fx Multiple M), Dubcon, Virginity, BDSM, Filming
Nic thoughtlessly signed the agreement and passed it to the secretary, thinking it was the same as all the jobs she'd taken before. Needing a little extra money to pay off student loans, she would take odd jobs for older men.
The secretary led her down a hallway and opened a door for her, promptly closing it and locking it once she was inside. She froze as she took in the scene before her. The only furniture in the room was a large leather couch. The rest of the space were filled with strange men, sound mics, and cameras on tripods. Her eyes caught sight of a table littered with gags, cuffs, chains, and other restraints. She stepped backward, hopelessly jingling the locked doorknob.
"I-I think there's been a mistake..."
The director sighed, pulling out a stapled stack of papers and flipping to the last page before showing it to her.
"This your signature?" He pointed to her name, the one she had signed without a second thought.
"Yes."
"Then you're ours to do with as we please. You agreed to sell your rights away to us."
"No. No, no you can't! This can't be legal! I won't do it!" She cried, becoming more distraught as she felt her world come crashing down around her.
"Guess we're doing this the hard way. Boys, you know what to do."
The director sat back watching as the crew started tearing off her clothes. Despite her kicking and writhing, they easily outnumbered her, forcibly stripping her bare. She was put into leather cuffs that binded her wrists together. Just as they were about to shut up her screams with a ball gag she pleaded,
"Wait! I'm a virgin! Please don't do this to me!"
"A virgin, huh? You know what? I'll do you a favor and make sure to add a bonus to your paycheck for giving us your cherry to pop on camera."
Her protests were muffled by the gag, saliva already pooling around the ball. A monster of a man stepped out into the light, towering over her, his already erect cock the size of her forearm. He lifted her up, spreading her legs apart and positioned her tight virgin hole over his giant cock, her back to his chest to give the camera a perfect view of her reaction to being penetrated for the first time.
"Mmph.. Hnghhh!!"
He slowly speared her on his length, pushing her down despite the resistance her cunt gave. Nic's eyes rolled back as sharp pain and pleasure shot through her. Everyone was mesmerised by how her body spasmed in response to the stretch, her legs twitching as she was split apart.
Her body quivered as he lifted her off of his dick, only for him to drop her so her cunt gets speared open again and drip all over the floor. and he does it again. and again. and again until she squirted, covering the ground in her juices. He began thrusting into her, his cock hitting her cervix and rubbing deliciously against her g-spot. Her limbs flailed about as he used her like a sexdoll, pounding into her mercilessly.
Nic progressively got more and more brain broken, leaking all over his cock, fucked out mumbles tumbling out of her mouth, muffled by the gag. He started rubbing her clit, mocking and calling her a dirty slut as he continued destroying her pussy. Nic desperately tried to struggle but her hands and legs were shaking so badly and her mind was so far gone. Her body spasmed and let loose another round of squirt. The men watching laugh so meanly she started to cry, tears streaming down her face as her eyes plead helplessly.
Drool and tears combined on her messy face as her delicate body was hammered into. His cock bullied its way into the deepest parts of her, driving her closer and closer to the edge. The relentless pounding had her moaning uncontrollably through her gag, a foreign tightness coiling in her gut. She whined as she came on his cock, back arching off his chest as the orgasm rolled over her, squeezing him so hard that he almost creampied her. He slid her up off his dick, spreading open her thighs to show the camera her wet, pulsing pussy clenching around nothing.
Cameras flash as the crowd took photos of the aftermath. The once proud girl, hands cuffed together, hanging from her assaulters neck, her beautiful body laid bare. Glazed eyes, a mix of drool and tears flowing down her chin onto her perky breasts, midriff glowing with sweat, accentuating her tiny waist. Her slender legs held open in an M-shape, exposing her dripping, gaping pussy, still shivering from the aftershocks of her climax.
Nic's face flushed with humiliation, knowing that there would be no shortage of pictures and videos documenting her descent into depravity. The man lowered her to the ground, letting her collapse into the puddle of girlcum that had accumulated under her. The director walked over and lifted her chin, removing the soaked ballgag.
"Is.. is it over?" she asked weakly.
"Over? No, this is just the beginning. The contract you signed is for two whole weeks, I really look forward to working with you" he replied with a smile. "Come on guys, let's move on to the next scene."
Nic's mind finally broke, the last shred of hope she had desperately clung on to finally shattered. The men who had been eagerly watching on the sidelines stepped forward, surrounding her as they unbuckled their pants one by one. What a cruel world, she thought, as her vision faded to black.
You wake up to bright studio lights. Dazed and confused, you look up and see a crowd of men watching you from rows on seats. You're on a stage. Across from you there is a glass panel, behind which is another girl, waking up groggily just like you.
"Welcome, everyone, to tonight's gameshow! Say hello to our two gorgeous contestants!"
The crowd of men heckle and jeer at you. You look around frantically, but you can't see any exit.
"Now, listen carefully to the rules. Both girls will have 20 minutes to sexually humiliate themselves for our audience. This includes removing clothes, pleasuring themselves, moaning and acting like the greedy sluts they are. Dildos have been provided for both girls to fuck themselves with."
You look down in horror, and sure enough, a huge plastic cock is sticking up from the floor in front of you. The jeers of the crowd grow louder.
"Once the 20 minutes are up, the audience will vote for the girl they feel acted like the biggest whore. The loser will then be thrown out to the crowd to be used however they like."
You feel a wave of fear and disgust. The men in the crowd cheer. Some of them already have their hands down their pants. If your body is offered to a group like that... you'll be destroyed.
"Ready, girls? On your marks, get set... Go!"
For a moment, neither you nor the other girl do anything. Then, slowly, the girl starts to undress, removing her sultry white dress that accentuated her delicious curves.
You close your eyes and grit your teeth. You can't let her win. You fumble with the straps of your crimson dress and unpin your bra, letting your shapely tits flop out. The crowd cheers as you stand there, shielding your boobs with your arm in shame.
The other girl finishes undressing, and with a glance at you, moves to her underwear. Reluctantly, you do the same. The eyes of a hundred men watch as you expose your tender pussy.
What now...? The other girl has almost caught up, and it's important that you stay ahead. Should you flaunt a bit...? You shyly part your legs for the crowd, and use two fingers to spread your cunt open. It feels weird, being exposed to the cold air and so many eyes. A few men have pulled out their dicks now, rubbing at the sight of you. It feels awful, and yet... for some reason, your pussy is wet.
"Fifteen minutes remaining!"
Your eyes fall to the dildo on the floor. It's way bigger than anything you've taken before... And to do it in front of so many people... You shiver, but the sight of the other girl stepping towards it drives you to continue.
You crouch down beside the dildo, spreading your legs even wider, and rub the phallus between your pussy lips. You hear the sound of whimpering, and glance across to see the other girl slowly impaling herself on the cock. You hurry to copy her, pressing the head against your hole, stretching yourself out. Despite how shameful you must look, you can feel yourself dripping all over it.
You lower yourself onto the cock, feeling it grind against your walls as the girth fills you, biting your lip to hold back a moan. You see the other girl stop halfway, already at her limit, so you push on, determined to win against her. The huge dick sinks deeper and deeper, your pussy throbbing around it, until you've taken it to the base, the tip nuzzled against your cervix.
Sweating and shaking, you look up. The crowd looks slightly blurry now, but you can hear them laughing at you, staring at your tits and your impaled cunt, jerking their hard dicks.
The other girl starts to bounce on it, so you do the same. The cock rubs against all of your sensitive spots, making your cunt twitch. Your pussy sticks to the dildo as you pull yourself up, gushing progressively more, sucking it back in with a sloppy noise. You rut your hips against it shamefully, hating how good it feels, how tingly your clit gets with so many eyes on it.
You feel the urge to moan, and your instinct is to stifle it, but you remember the goal of the challenge.
"Ten minutes remaining!"
You let out a slutty moan, allowing your basic instincts to take over. In response, you can hear the girl beside you moan too, trying to drown you out. You fuck the dildo faster now, letting out a gasp of pleasure every time the tip kisses your cervix. Your legs feel weak, but you spread them a little further to give the crowd a good view.
You begin to feel a dull knot of arousal grow in your pelvis. You don't want to orgasm in front of all these people, but... You've already come this far, and you're so horny now, you really can't help it.
One of your hands slips down to your clit, as you continue to bounce. The extra stimulation is enough to send you over the edge - your whole body tenses, pussy squeezing the huge length inside you, and a gush of fluids squirt from you.
The crowd cheers. You can hear someone whistle, and another person claps. You're tired, body still twitching around the cock.
The girl beside you has sped up, now rubbing her clit too, eyes rolled back and other hand on her tits. There's still so much time left... You have to keep going.
Your sensitive cunt pulses around the dildo as you shakily begin fucking it again, your mind starting to melt with the pleasure. Your body feels so hot. You lift one hand to your tits, which are flopping up and down as you ride, and begin pinching and rubbing your nipples.
"Five minutes remaining!"
You're desperate now. Nothing matters but winning. If you can just win, you'll be safe, you'll be free. You whimper and moan like a desperate whore, but it's not enough. The other girl sounds cuter than you.
"Urgh, I love... having cock inside of me..." you say, your voice quiet at first. It echoes around the room, sounding so distant from the version of you that you're used to. You sound so erotic, so much like a whore, so much like you're loving it.
The other girl starts talking too, and it becomes a battle of who can speak louder, moan louder, beg louder, entertain the masses of strangers more.
"My pussy loves when you're watching me... It makes me so wet and drippy... Please look at me more, look at my tits and g-greedy cunt... Urghhh... It feels so good..." Drool is dripping down your chest as you fuck yourself frantically, bouncing your tits in your hands. Your eyes roll up into your head.
"I'm just a cockdrunk whore, I exist to please men, I love pleasing men, please give me your cum, I want to be filled up, I love being bred, I love your attention, please vote for me, please please please I'm cumming I'm cumming I'm cumming while everyone is watching meeee! Ah ah ahhgunmm cumming. Ooohhh it feels so good, my pussy feels so good..."
You twitch and moan in a puddle on the floor, as men jerk off to you, shouting and laughing and calling you names. Your whole body is throbbing with pleasure, your mind foggy, and everyone is watching it, you, the disgusting whore.
"Time's up! Let's tally up the votes..."
The wait feels like an eternity. You pull yourself from the dildo and collapse in an ungraceful heap. All you can do is pray that your efforts were enough.
"And the winner is..."
There's a dramatic pause. Then the host shouts your name.
You feel a surge of relief pass through you. On the other side of the glass, the girl squeaks in horror and tries to flee, but two men rush in from backstage to grab her. They throw her into the crowd, where she's engulfed by a surge of horny men. Her screams are quickly drowned out in moaning and gagging and men's laughter.
You know you should feel bad for her, but you're so grateful it wasn't you that you barely spare a thought for the girl. You pull back on your clothes, eager to preserve any small amount of dignity you might have left, and flee across the stage. You're finally free! Free from this horrible ordeal!
As you step out, you hear the closing words of the gameshow host.
"Thank you everyone for tuning in! As always, all episodes are uploaded on our website for future viewing, along with the contestants' names and home addresses. Let's make sure this was a show our girls can never forget."
- Son and his primary school friend came over to play games. Son has to go for tuition so his friend waits for him at home. When the mother checks on the friend, she realizes he’s watching porn on the computer. So she watches him out of curiosity and the friend starts to masturbate…
Hey everyone! Exams are over and I finally found the time to write a new story. This one’s a request from the options I posted previously.
I was always horny, even when I didn’t understand what was happening to my body so this story kinda relates to me. I used to stare at my Chinese teacher’s bra when she wore sleeveless tops or my form teacher’s big tits while she was teaching. I even pulled out my dick in class once (Under the table, covered with a textbook) and rubbed it till I squirted a bit of my cum on the floor.
(P.s.Sorry I wrote it from the guy’s perspective. If you would like the story from the mom’s perspective do tell me!)
Anyway! Here goes:
I was a bright student, attending a great school in Sengkang and consistently scoring well in my exams. However, my parents left me unattended most of the most of the time due to their busy schedule and I was left to my own devices on most days. I had the computer to myself and it was through google that I learnt all I could about masturbation, girls and sex. It was during one of these free days that I had one of the greatest experience of my life.
Me: Oi, Bernard! Today can go your house play playstation or not. I got nothing to do leh
Bernard: Okay la okay la, you already come everyday. But today I got tuition hor. You can leave with me when I go for tuition.
I hurriedly grabbed my school bag and chased after Bernard, my best friend of 5 years. He was the first friend I ever made in Primary school and I was practically a member of his family by the time I was in Primary 5. We excitedly talked about all the new moves that we wanted to try on his playstation while travelling on the LRT.
We rushed as fast as our tiny legs could carry us and banged on the metal gate as soon as we reached his house. His mom showed up at the gate wearing a thin white blouse and bright blue shorts. Before me was the woman I had been infatuated with for over a year. I had no idea when it began but as I grew up, I began to notice her more and more. Her luscious thighs and slim body made my heart flutter. I could even see a bit of a bra through the thin cloth and it made my dick stir in my pants. Bernard’s mom had married young and was a stay-at-home housewife and I got to see her every single time I was at his house.
She opened the gate and the two of us rush into the house while she shook her head
Mom: Take off your socks first! And don’t make so much noise. I want to go and sleep
I nodded my head profusely and entered into Bernard’s room, turning on his playstation like I owned it. After several rounds of Street Fighter Bernard’s alarm rang.
Bernard: Oh no! My tuition! You want to leave with me?
Me: Huh. But I want to practise some more leh. I still cannot get the combo
Bernard: Okay okay you stay here and wait for me okay. My tuition two hours only
I turned back to the game and ignored him as he left for his tuition. Feeling a bit thirsty, I picked myself up and headed to the kitchen for a glass of water. It was then that I walked past the master bedroom and noticed Bernard’s mom sleeping on the bed. Her shirt had hiked up to reveal her exquisite tummy and my heart fluttered once again. I tip-toed my way into her room as my dick stirred once more. Holding my breath, I bent down to try and peek at her panties. I gingerly lifted her shorts to see lacy black panties barely covering a soft mound of hair. Not daring to breath, I pulled out my hard throbbing dick as it felt uncomfortable in my pants. I took a sniff of her panties and a musty smell wafted into my nose. Mmmmmmm, I had no idea why but I thoroughly enjoyed the smell. My dick was throbbing with an angry red colour by this point.
I didn’t dare to stay in the room any longer and slowly backed out. Forgetting my glass of water, I headed back to Bernard’s room with my dick still hanging out. I couldn’t get the image of her panties of my head as I held my dick with one hand. Ah ha! Bernard left his computer on. I googled “naked asian mom” and started stroking my dick. Strangely, I found a picture that looked almost exactly like Bernard’s mom and I enlarged it. Taking a deep breath, I imagined the musty smell and gripped my dick tightly. All of a sudden, I accidentally knocked my handphone onto the floor. The loud clatter shocked me and my heart pounded in my chest. I listened closely but couldn’t hear any signs of movement from Bernard’s mom. So I settled myself into the chair and began stroking my dick once more. My breath became heavy and ragged as I rubbed my pre-cum all over the head of my dick.
Suddenly my phone beeped! I received a message from an unknown number. Puzzled, I opened the message to a selfie of Bernard’s mom, with her blouse pulled down to reveal her perky breasts!
My eyes bulged out of their sockets as I read the message “Enjoying yourself?” My heart hammed in my chest as I turned the chair around. There was no one there! “BEEP!” Another message appeared from the same number. This time, it was a selfie of Bernard’s mom in just her lacy black panties.
I gasped at the two beautiful mounds on the screen of my phone. Without any warning, I could feel pressure building up in my balls and my cum shot of my dick and splattered on the floor. At this point, my mind was a complete blank and I groaned loudly with pleasure.
Bernard’s mom appeared in the doorway with a shocked look on her face. I could only stand there with a stunned look and covered my now shrinking dick with my hands.
Mom: Omg! I wanted to tease you for a little bit but I had no idea you would cum straight away!
I stood there looking lost with my jaw completely unhinged.
Mom: I saw you masturbating and I was pretty annoyed at first! How dare you come into my house and do such things. But I realised that you were looking at a picture of someone that looks a lot like me! I was pretty flattered so I decided to tease you a little bit. I got your number from Bernard and wanted to see what your reaction.
Me: I’m so sorry aunty. I really didn’t mean it but just now when I wanted to drink water I saw you sleeping and somehow it made me really excited. I didn’t know what I was doing and I went into your room. I promise I won’t do it again I’m sorry.
Mom: You are such a naughty boy! Don’t you know what is privacy. And you even dirtied my floor! Do you even know what that is? Clean it up now. I’m going to take a bath.
A thousand thoughts flooded through my head as I bent down to wipe my cum off the floor. What just happened? What did I do? Would she tell Bernard? Or call the police? Am I going to jail for being a pervert. I sat on the floor with tissues with my hand and despair in my heart
Mom: Hey! Can you come to my room!
I hurried ran over, not wanting to make the situation any worse. Bernard’s mom sat on the bed wrapped in a blue towel and looked at me expectantly.
Me: Ummmm? Aunty?
Mom: I decided that I want to teach you some things. I know you’ve been looking at me for a while. That’s why I decided to tease you by leaving the door open while I slept but I had no idea you would do such a thing. How do you even know how to stroke your dick? Nevermind, you’re quite a cute boy and I’ve known you for such a long time. Honestly I’m quite flattered that you can cum just by looking at me. Do you want to know about grown-up stuff? You like auntie’s body right?
I nodded my head eagerly as I felt my dick pitching a small tent in my pants
Mom: Wow. You just cummed and your dick can stand again? Not bad. Come here, let me take care of you.
I walked forward slowly and stood in front of Bernard’s mom while she sat on the bed. Pushing my hands aside, she yanked down my pants and my dick sprung out and slapped her chin.
Mom: Wow so eager. You really like me huh? To tell you the truth, I’m a bit horny also. Why don’t I teach you how to please a woman?
Moving back slightly, Bernard’s mom opened her legs to reveal her glistening pussy with juices leaking onto the bed. A small wet patch soaked through the bedsheet as her juices dripped down.
Mom: You see my pussy, it’s so wet! That’s mean I’m really excited. Come and kneel on the floor. Give me your thumb.
As I reached over, she grabbed my thumb and placed it over her clit.
Mom: Mmmmmmm now move it around my clit in circles. Use my juices to help you.
I did my best to keep up a rhythm as I twirled my thumb around the beautiful pink pearl. Bernard’s mom started moaning as I tried to increase my speed, rubbing it in any direction that I could with her juices. I tried my best my hand become tired from all that effort.
Mom: You’re slowing down. Tired huh? Sigh, and I was about to cum. Let me teach you something else. Come and lick me. Lick my juices and twirl your tongue around like before. But this time make sure you lick the sides too. Kiss my pussy if you want and stick your tongue further into the hole. Do your best and I’ll reward you okay?
The moment she said reward, I dived head first into her pussy and began lapping up her juices. I took a deep breath and breathed in the musty womanly smell that made my dick ache even more. Doing as I was told, I licked her pussy, painting it in all directions till my saliva was thoroughly mixed with her juices.
Mom: Unghhh Unghhhhhhh omg don’t stop. That’s really good. Faster faster, fuck me with your tongue!
Bernard’s mom grabbed my head, burying my head deep between her legs. I reached behind with my hands and grabbed her gorgeous butt. My jaw now ached with all that effort. All of a sudden, Bernard’s mom moaned loudly “UNGHHHHHHHH” and juices gushed out, splashing all over my face. I spluttered and jerked backwards, coughing.
Mom: Wow, that was pretty good. So much better than Bernard’s dad. Now it’s time for your reward. Come and lie down on the bed.
I laid on the bed, my erect dick pointing proudly upwards. Slowly caressing my dick, she used the tip of her tongue to trace the underside of my dick. Starting from the balls all the way to the tip of my dick, Bernard’s mom made me feel things I have never felt before in my life. She swallowed my entire dick in her mouth and sucked on it like a lollipop. Her tongue twirled around the head while she observed me with her big beautiful eyes. I groaned out loudly with pleasure.
Me: Omg aunty I’m going to cum. It feels so good!!!
Mom: Okay wait a minute. Take a deep breathe and control yourself. We haven’t reached the end yet. There’s one more thing you need to do.
I took deep breathes as Bernard’s mom smiled at me with saliva dripping from the side of her mouth. After a while, my heart stopped beating so quickly and I breathed out.
Mom: Now, let me teach you how a woman’s pussy feels like. Move over and let me lie down.
She rested against the headrest and opened her legs wide. Using her two hands, Bernard’s mom peeled opened her pussy to reveal the gorgeous pink interior.
Gesturing me to come over, she held my dick in her hands and guided it slowly to her puss. She gently teased her pussy with my head, rubbing it up and down her slit just shy of the entrance.
Positioning it nicely, she grabbed my hips and pulled my forward. The head of my dick pried open her pants and her tight walls enveloped my dick. Unghhhhhhh auntie I can’t take it. You’re too tight!
Mom: Hang in there! Don’t cum yet!
My virginity was taken as the walls of her pussy rubbed against my dick, driving me crazy. She stopped moving and eventually I got used to the tightness of her pussy. I began to move my hips by myself and soon I was thrusting in and out of her pussy.
Mom: That’s it! Unghhhhh don’t stop don’t stop! Omg that feels so good!
My mind blanked as I grabbed her legs and stared at her beautiful eyes. My hips were moving by itself as I pounded her in missionary. I could feel the pressure slowly building up and I increased my tempo.
Mom: Wait wait! I haven’t cummed yet! Let me change position.
I pulled out and Bernard’s mom flipped over. Bending on all fours, Bernard’s mom guided my dick back into her pussy. I instinctively grabbed her waist and pushed forward, fucking her in doggystyle with all my might. My body slapped against her butt as I admired her beautiful figure.
Bernard’s mom arched her back and threw her head back as her pussy squeezed my dick and her body convulsed.
Breathing heavily, Bernard’s mom slipped my dick out of her pussy and smiled at me
Mom: That was really good! One of the best sex I ever had. And it was your first time! Good job controlling yourself. Come here and let me help you finish. Shoot your cum all over my body!
Bernard’s mom laid back down on the bed and I climbed over her. Reaching over with her hand, she stroked my dick that was now coated with her juices. Her hand slid up and down and I stared at her angelic smiling face. Suddenly, pleasure flooded all over my body and my balls squeezed as hard as they could. Spurts of hot cum came flying out of my dick, landing in between her breasts.
Bernard’s mom stroked my dick slowly as the last bits of white cum came dribbling out. She smiled at me and took my dick back into her mouth, sucking out the rest of my cum.
Mom: Nice job! Maybe I should send Bernard for more tuition so that we can do this again!
That’s it! I hope you enjoyed it. Do give me comments/feedbacks cause I really have no idea how anyone feels about the stories. Thanks!
As the water pounded against my skin, I couldn't help but wonder if this was a one-time thing, a fleeting escape from the monotony of my life. Or was it the beginning of something more? My mind reeled with the possibilities, each thought more tantalizing than the last. Could I continue to live this double life, balancing the expectations of a devoted wife with the desires of a woman craving the rough touch of a migrant worker?
My hand moved to my throat, tracing the path of Ravi's stubble, the sting of his beard still present. The water cascading down my body couldn't wash away the feeling of his hands, the way he had claimed me so completely. It was a stark contrast to the tender embraces of my husband, who had never elicited from me the raw, primal response that Ravi had coaxed out so effortlessly.
The next few days were a blur of guilt and anticipation. Every time I saw Ravi in the hallway, my heart raced, and his knowing smile sent a shiver down my spine. Our glances grew longer, filled with a silent understanding that something had shifted between us. I found myself eager for the evening, when I knew I'd be passing by his apartment, hoping for another encounter.
One night, as I was getting ready for bed, my husband, oblivious to my internal turmoil, kissed me goodnight and whispered sweet nothings in my ear. His gentle caress was a stark contrast to the rough hands that had claimed me just days before, and I found myself craving the intensity of Ravi's touch. It was as if a switch had been flipped inside me, and I could no longer find satisfaction in the tender embrace that had once been enough.
The following evening, as I passed by Ravi's apartment, the door was ajar. I hesitated for a moment before pushing it open, my heart pounding in my chest. The room was dimly lit, the air heavy with the scent of incense and something else—something earthier, more primal. The TV was on in the background, the sounds of a Bollywood movie playing faintly, the vibrant colors flickering across the walls.
Ravi looked up from his chair, his eyes locking onto mine. He was shirtless, his bare chest glistening with sweat. His gaze was intense, a silent invitation that sent a jolt of desire through me. Without a word, he stood up, his pants hanging low on his hips, revealing the V of dark hair that trailed down to his groin. My breath caught in my throat as he approached me, his movements slow and deliberate.
"You came back," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "I knew you would."
My eyes fell to the makeshift coffee table, and there, amidst the clutter of empty beer cans and ashtrays, lay my panties from our last encounter—a silent declaration of his victory, a trophy of his conquest. The sight of them, so innocuous yet so intimately personal in this foreign space, sent a shiver of excitement down my spine.
"The other boys, they've been admiring these," Ravi said, his voice a low rumble as he stepped closer. "They know what a treasure you are."
My cheeks flushed at his words, the thought of his friends seeing such a personal part of me both humiliating and thrilling. Yet, there was something about the way he said it, the pride in his voice, that made me feel like the most desired woman in the world. I took a tentative step into the room, my eyes never leaving the panties that lay like a secret confession on the table.
Ravi stepped closer, his hand reaching for the waistband of my skirt. "Let me show you how much I appreciate you coming back," he murmured, his voice a dark promise that sent my heart racing. He unzipped my skirt, letting it pool around my ankles, and I stepped out of it, feeling the cool air of the room on my exposed legs.
My breath hitched as his mouth found my neck, his teeth grazing my sensitive skin. His hands moved to the clasp of my bra, releasing it with a flick of his wrist. The fabric fell away, exposing me to his hungry gaze. His mouth moved lower, kissing and biting my collarbone, sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. My nipples tightened in anticipation, begging for his attention.
Ravi didn't disappoint. His rough, calloused hands cupped my breasts, his thumbs flicking my erect peaks until I moaned, my back arching into his touch. His mouth followed, his tongue swirling around my areola before taking one of my nipples between his teeth, sucking and biting until I was writhing with need. His other hand slid down my stomach, his fingers slipping into my panties, finding my clit already swollen and sensitive from our earlier encounter.
Ravi's eyes never left mine as he continued to play my body like an instrument, bringing me closer to the edge with each stroke. The room was filled with the sound of my breathy moans and the wet sounds of his fingers moving within me. The incense in the air grew stronger, mixing with the scent of our arousal to create a heady atmosphere that only heightened my desire.
He removed his hand, leaving me panting and needy, and bent to kiss my belly. His tongue traced the line of my navel, and I watched as his dark head moved lower, his breath hot against my skin. He pulled my panties aside, exposing my pussy to his view. I felt his breath against my clit, and my legs trembled in anticipation.
But before he could touch me there, a sudden noise from the door made us both freeze. I glanced over, my heart racing, and saw a pair of eyes peeking through the narrow gap. One of Ravi's roommates, I realized with a jolt of embarrassment and something else—something that made my breath catch in my throat. His eyes widened when he saw me, and I knew he'd been watching us.
I felt a rush of embarrassment, my cheeks burning with the realization that we had an audience. Yet, the thought of being watched, the illicit thrill of being exposed, sent a shiver of arousal through me. Ravi's roommate's gaze was unabashed, his eyes drinking in the sight of my half-dressed body with a hunger that mirrored Ravi's own. I bit my lip, my heart racing as the room grew even hotter with the addition of this silent participant.
Ravi chuckled, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he met my gaze. "It's okay, Miss," he murmured, his voice a seductive rumble. "Let him watch. Maybe it'll make you feel even better." His hand slid back into my panties, his thumb circling my clit as his fingers delved into my wetness. The pressure of his touch grew, the sensation building with every stroke, until I was panting and writhing beneath him.
The knowledge that we were being watched added a new layer of excitement to the moment. The eyes on me, the unspoken hunger from the shadows—it was a thrill I hadn't expected. I felt like a creature of the night, revealing my true self under the cover of darkness. Ravi's hand moved faster, his mouth moving back to my nipples as I squirmed under his ministrations.
Suddenly, the door swung open, and his roommate stepped inside, his eyes never leaving my exposed body. He was tall and lanky, his skin a deep shade of brown that gleamed with a sheen of sweat. He licked his lips, his gaze ravenous, as he took in the sight of us. Ravi didn't stop, seemingly unfazed by the intrusion. Instead, he smirked, his hand pushing my panties aside completely.
"Sit, Ajit," he said without looking up, his voice a low command. The other man obeyed, his eyes never leaving the intimate dance of our bodies. I felt a jolt of excitement, a thrill that I hadn't anticipated. The situation was spiraling out of control, but instead of fear, I felt a strange, intoxicating sense of power.
Ravi's hand moved to my inner thigh, his fingers teasing the wetness that had gathered there. He slid one digit inside me, and I gasped, my eyes rolling back in pleasure. The room was spinning, my body alive with sensation as he worked me over, his other hand playing with my clit in a delicious rhythm that had me begging for more.
My panties grew wetter by the second, the fabric sticking to my skin as he pushed his finger deeper, the feeling of fullness making me desperate for more. He knew exactly what he was doing, each stroke a masterful play on my senses. I watched in the mirror as Ravi's muscular frame loomed over me, his hand moving in a steady rhythm that had me teetering on the brink of ecstasy.
He leaned down, his breath hot against my ear as he whispered in his thick accent, "You like that, Miss?" I could only nod, my voice lost in the symphony of sensations coursing through my body. His free hand reached around to squeeze my breast, his thumb flicking my erect nipple. The sensation was almost too much to bear, the pressure building within me like a coiled spring about to snap.
With a sudden, almost violent tug, Ravi turned me around and bent me over the bed. The mattress creaked under my weight, a protest against the raw passion that was unfolding. He didn't bother removing my panties, instead, he used them to add to the friction, his fingers moving in and out of me with renewed vigor. The fabric was a barrier that only heightened the intensity of his touch, the rough lace scraping against my swollen clit with each stroke.
The sensation was overwhelming, the fabric of my panties sticking to my skin as he fucked me with his hand. I could feel the wetness seeping through, the room echoing with the slap of skin on fabric, a sound that only served to fuel the fire burning in my belly. Ravi's grip on my hips was firm, his breath hot against my neck as he whispered dark, dirty things in my ear.
His other hand moved to the back of my neck, pulling my head back as he kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth with the same hunger he showed my body. His teeth grazed my lower lip, sending sparks of pleasure down my spine as his fingers worked me closer to the edge. The pressure grew, my body tensing with each thrust, and I knew I was close, so close to shattering.
Above the sound of our bodies colliding, the TV blared with the sound of Bollywood music, the bright colors flashing across the wall casting a frenzied glow over the scene. Ajit was now fully in the room, his eyes glued to the sight of Ravi claiming me, his own hand moving to his crotch, stroking himself in time with the rhythm of Ravi's thrusts. I felt a rush of exhibitionism, a thrill at being watched that I'd never experienced before.
The pressure grew, coiling tighter and tighter until I couldn't hold back anymore. I screamed into the pillow, my body convulsing as Ravi's fingers brought me to an earth-shattering orgasm. He didn't stop, his hand never relenting, pushing me through wave after wave of pleasure until I was a trembling mess beneath him.
Ravi didn't bother with any more foreplay. He positioned himself at my entrance, the tip of his cock probing my slick folds. With one powerful thrust, he entered me, filling me up and stretching me wide. The pain was intense, but it melded with the pleasure, creating a symphony of sensation that left me dizzy.
His movements were quick and rough, his cock sliding in and out of me with a wet slap. The headboard banged against the wall in time with his thrusts, the sound echoing through the small room. I could feel Ajit's eyes on me, his breathing heavy as he watched us, and it only served to make me wetter, my body responding to the illicitness of the situation.
Ravi's hands were everywhere, his fingers digging into my hips as he fucked me hard and fast. He was like a wild animal, claiming his territory, and I was more than willing to be his prize. The bed frame groaned under our weight, the springs protesting with each pounding thrust.
I nodded, my eyes squeezed shut, my body a live wire of sensation. His words sent me hurtling over the edge again, my pussy spasming around his cock as I came with a scream that was muffled by the pillow. Ravi followed shortly after, his cock pulsing inside me as he filled me with his seed.
We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies entwined, both of us panting heavily. Then, with a final grunt, Ravi pulled out, his cum dripping from me onto the stained mattress. I turned my head to look at Ajit, who was now fully hard, his hand still working his cock with fervent strokes.
The room was a mess, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat. But as I watched Ajit's hand move faster, the realization of what I'd become—what we'd become—was intoxicating. This was the start of something new, something that went against every rule and convention I knew.
And as I lay there, my body still quivering from the aftershocks of pleasure, I knew that I would come back for more. This wasn't just a one-time affair. This was the beginning of my descent into a world of lust and depravity that I never knew I craved.
The days that followed were a whirlwind of guilt and desire. I couldn't stop thinking about Ravi's touch, his scent, the way he claimed me.
Every time I saw him in the hallway, I felt my pussy clench, my body betraying my mind. I knew that I needed to end it before it went too far.
Working as a repairman, I’ve been to the homes of many people and have seen all kinds of problems that required my services. From working as an employee to eventually starting my own servicing company, the road thus far hasn’t been the easiest. Nonetheless, I thoroughly enjoyed helping customers repair their items. But there was one specific customer that, to this date, I would never forget and would still occasionally drop by. Sometimes I would drop by to fix some stuff for free. But other times, I would drop by... to simply fuck her brains out.
Since starting my own repairs company, my office was situated at home and unless there was a call for my services, I’d usually stay at home to do up paperwork for past and upcoming repair appointments. The estate I stayed in comprises of a few blocks of flats, and given when the estate was built, it was somewhat run-down. Most of the original occupants in the estate had long moved out, with only a handful of elderly folks still living in the estate. Though, not all the residents still staying in this estate were elderly folk. The unit that is directly opposite my unit was occupied by a young lady in her mid 20s, but we had never actually interacted with each other much as the lady usually darted out of her house quickly as soon as she saw the main door to my house open. That was all about to change, however.
It was a scorching Saturdya afternoon, and as I was sitting in the study doing up some paperwork, a knock on the door reached my ears. Stopping whatever I was currently doing, I walked out from the study and headed for the main door and opened it, a lady coming into view. Wearing a green top and grey shorts, she looked at me and smiled shyly as though she was embarrassed for even knocking on my door. As I smiled back at her in response, my eyes couldn’t help but wander down towards her green top, which was doing a rather poor job of concealing her cleavage, the sight of which got me slightly interested in whatever it was that she needed help with.
Y/N: Yes, can I help you with anything, uh...?
J: H-Hi! My name’s Jazlyn, your neighbour from the opposite unit. I heard from some of the folks here that you’re a repairman...?
Y/N: That’s correct. Why, do you have something that needs to be fixed?
J: Uhm... so the AC kind of isn’t working. Wondering if that’s something you can fix...?
Y/N: The AC, huh... I can check it out for you. But no promises that I can fix it with the tools I have right now. Give me a while, I’ll come over to your unit.
J: Alright, thanks so much!
Giving me a smile, Jazlyn turned and headed back to the unit opposite mine, leaving the door slightly open for me. As I watched her return to her own flat, I couldn’t help but wonder how good it would feel if I got the chance to fuck her even once. Pushing that thought to the back of my mind for now, I went into the storeroom where I kept my tools and grabbed a few items before heading over to Jazlyn’s unit.
Entering her apartment, I was somewhat caught aback by the stuffiness in the apartment: Not saying that it was just hot, but because of how the unit was positioned on the floor, most of the scorching afternoon sun would fill the apartment up fast and without any air-conditioning, it would not take long for the unit to become a walk-in oven. Trying my best to work with the stuffiness, I headed for the service yard at the back of the apartment where the AC compressor was found and sure enough, Jazlyn was also standing there with her back turned towards me and standing in front of the window, unaware that I was standing right behind her.
As I stood silently behind her, perverted notions started running in my mind. Since the AC was down throughout the whole house, the both of us were already sweating quite a fair bit, and the sweat made Jazlyn so much more desirable. The thought of fucking her like a whore slowly crept into my mind, but I maintained my composure and cleared my throat, myself unaware that a bulge was starting to form in my pants.
Y/N: Is this where the AC compressor is, Jazlyn?
J: E-Eep!! *jumps in shock and turns around* Y-You scared me, Y/N.. Yeap, the compressor’s right here. I can hear it running, but the AC isn’t blowing out any cold air...
Y/N: Might be a gas issue. Let me check and I’ll see if I can fix this. I’ll try to be quick.
J: Sure thing... in the meantime I’ll be in the living room if you need me for anything. Thanks again, Y/N. Let me know how much I need to pay you afterwards!
Nodding her head in thanks, Jazlyn turned and headed back out to the living room while I laid my tools down and began working on the compressor. As I took out the necessary tools, I turned to peek at Jazlyn, who by this point had sat down on the sofa and facing in my direction, though she was still unaware that I was looking at her.
About an hour or so passed by, and by this time the heat had become close to unbearable around the house. Luckily for me, I was working at the window so I managed to withstand the heat. Looking at the compressor, I sighed as it was a lost cause, and I didn’t have the required parts on hand right now too. Packing up my tools, I headed out to the living room hoping to inform Jazlyn about the current situation, but when I walked to the sofa, Jazlyn was already laying down on the sofa, seemingly sound asleep.
Slowly approaching the sleeping Jazlyn, I looked at her from head to toe, my eyes slowly fixated on her sweating tits. The more I stared at her, the harder it was to push back the same perverted thoughts that was already in my mind from the moment I stepped into her house. And it didn’t also help that the glistening sweat on her tits urged me to just fuck her right on the sofa itself. Giving in to the devil in my mind, I quietly placed my tools down by the door before going back to the sofa and kneeling beside Jazlyn, my hands gently touching her thighs to see if she responded. After getting no response from her, I bent over her and started kissing her neck gently, my hands now slowly slipping beneath her top and shorts at the same time.
One hand now on her tits, I began squeezing and rubbing each tit gently, at the same time also undoing the lace bra that was in the way. But as I began fondling with her tits, Jazlyn began stirring and right at that moment, my other hand was already between her legs, my fingers rubbing against her pussy through the panties that she wore.
J: N-Ngh... what’s... going on...?
Y/N: *whispering to myself* Fuck, your tits are so big, Jazlyn..
J: Wha.. H-Hey, what are you doing, Y/N..?!
Y/N: Oh shit!!
Panicking, I quickly stood up and forcefully dragged Jazlyn off the sofa and into one of the two bedrooms, pushing her in as I kicked the door closed behind me. Crawling over to the other side of the bed, Jazlyn looked at me in horror as I turned to look at her, the perverted urge to fuck her taking over me. Seeing that she had nowhere to run, I rushed towards Jazlyn just as she tried to jump across the bed, catching and pinning her down to the bed.
J: W-Wait, what are you going to do...?!
Y/N: Isn’t it obvious yet, Jazlyn? What do you think?
J: W-Wait, I don’t want something like thi—N-NO!!!!!
Still atop Jazlyn on the bed, I grabbed hold of her top with both hands and with a lustful look on my face, ripped the top and her bra off her completely, Jazlyn screaming in fear as her tits, which is an ample D-size, and nipples laid bare before me. Ignoring her screams and pleas, I moved myself down to between her legs and bent down towards her tits and nipples, taking turns to suck on her tits hard while one hand fondled them roughly and my other hand slipped past her panties and began fingering her shaved pussy hard. Feeling not only her tits and nipples getting violated but also her pussy, Jazlyn burst out in tears as she futilely tried to push me away but was unable to do so.
J: MMmmaaaaaaahhhh!!! P-Please no, stop please...!!! MMmmm!!!!!!!
Y/N: Your pussy’s starting to get wet, your nipples are stiff in my mouth... I’m gonna make you cum like you’ve never cummed before, Jazlyn...!
J: Aaaaahhhh!!! N-NO PLEASEEE!!!!
J: Aaaaa, aaaahh...!!! P-Please don’t shoot in me..!!! Mmmmaaaahhhh too bigggg!!!!
Y/N: Oh fuck oh fuck, your pussy’s fucking tight Jazlyn!!! Your virginity’s gone just like that!!! Fuck, I’m gonna fuck you like a whore!!!
J: AAAAAHHHHHHH!!! N-NO!!!! TOO HARD TOO HAAAAAAARDDD!!!
Pressing both her legs down into the mating-press position, I began ramming my dick in and out of Jazlyn’s pussy harder, each thrust penetrating her virgin womb as I resumed sucking and groping on her tits like a savage. Arching her back and screaming in pain, Jazlyn continued to scream for me to stop, but the more she screamed the harder I screwed her pussy. It didn’t take too long as well before I felt the urge to cum. Soon, i could clearly feel the pressure quickly building up and I let go of her tits and nipples, now completely focused on giving Jazlyn her first-ever creampie. Placing both my hands on her legs and pushing it further down in the mating-press position, I started fucking her pussy even harder and faster, her insides also beginning to swiftly tighten up around my dick as Jazlyn began screaming and moaning loudly as I now kissed and sucked on her neck hard.
Y/N: I’m going to cum, Jazlyn!!! Your pussy’s so fucking tight!!! Cumming, cumming!!!
J: MMMMMMAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!! N-NOT INSIDE NOT INSIDE MEEEEEE!!! PLEASEEEE!!!!!
Pulling my dick out briefly before slamming my dick balls-deep straight into her womb, I groaned loudly as I felt my dick unload its first load of thick hot cum into her womb. As soon as the load of cum gushed into her womb, Jazlyn rolled her eyes back and let out a silent scream as her pussy, having felt cum for the first time, quickly tightened its walls around my dick and Jazlyn’s body convulsed before orgasming hard, squirting all over me and the bed we were on. Groaning in pleasure as I felt her insides tighten up, I suckled on Jazlyn’s tits and nipples before forcefully kissing her on the lips, to which Jazlyn weakly moaned back unwillingly.
After a brief moment, I slowly pulled my dick out from Jazlyn’s overfilled pussy and as I do so, Jazlyn let out soft moans of discomfort as she feebly closed her legs together, tears running down her face as she began sobbing on the bed, mumbling to herself as to why this happened to her. Leaving her be, I quickly got dressed and headed out of her house, but not before taking a few photos of her naked and violated body with my phone. Once I had my fill of her nudes, I returned to my apartment thinking that it was the last time I would hear from Jazlyn... or so I thought.
A few days had passed after my raping of Jazlyn and as usual I was sitting at my home minding my own business when I heard a knock at the front door. Not thinking too much of it, I went to the front door and opened it... only to come face to face with Jazlyn, who was wearing a beige button-up top and blue FBT shorts. Somewhat surprised that she would come to my apartment again, I looked at her for a good while before either one of us spoke.
Y/N: Do you... need something from me, Jazlyn?
J: ... I need help with something... Can... you come over to take a look...?
Y/N: You want me to come over to your house again?
J: Y-You're the nearest repairman around here... so yes. I... need your help with something else, just come over when you’re ready...
Without even waiting for me to respond, Jazlyn turned around and quickly headed back into her apartment, leaving the front door and metal gate wide open. Somewhat unsure of what to make of this, I grabbed my toolbox and headed over to her unit, making sure to close the door behind me as I do.
Looking around the apartment as I entered, there wasn’t signs of Jazlyn anywhere. Thinking that she might be in the service yard, I headed there but still didn’t see any signs of her. Puzzled as to what she needed me to fix and where she was, I turned around and was just about to shout for her, before I stepped back in shock: wearing a black low-cut dress that didn’t do much in terms of covering her cleavage, Jazlyn was on her knees looking up at me. Confused as to what the hell she was doing, I stood on the spot and looked at her, my eyes slowly darting to the deep cleavage.
Y/N: Jazlyn, what are you doing?
J: ... I want it...
Y/N: You want... what?
J: T-This...
Crawling closer towards me on her knees, Jazlyn grabbed the hems of my pants and slowly pulled it down along with my boxers, freeing my limp dick from its confines. Still looking up at me, she then held my dick in her hands and began stroking it slowly as she adjusted herself, rubbing my balls with her cleavage while maintaining eye contact with me the whole time. Letting out soft moans, I ran my hand through her hair and briefly grabbed a fistful of it as I rubbed her face against my balls. Moaning at how I grabbed her hair, Jazlyn continued stroking my dick which was getting half-erect by now as I motioned her to go to the living room, which she nodded quietly. As Jazlyn got up and turned to walk towards the living room, I suddenly grabbed her by the waist from behind with one arm, while my free hand went under her dress and began groping her ass.
J: H-Hey, you said living room..!! Mmm...!
Y/N: Does it matter? You offered yourself up, now I get to do whatever I want with you.
J: Aaaahhnn... w-wait...
Y/N: Wait? You may be able to wait, but I’m not going to.
J: W-Waaaiiit!!! Mmmmm!!!
Moving from the kitchen and towards the sofa, I bent Jazlyn forward so that she was holding onto the sofa as I proceeded to flip the dress up, revealing that she wasn’t wearing any panties at all beneath. Slapping her asscheeks hard and hearing Jazlyn moan loudly while turning her head back, I moved one hand down between her legs, and began finger-fucking her pussy with three fingers. Feeling my fingers violate her pussy, Jazlyn moaned loudly as her hands tightly held onto the sofa in front of her.
J: Mmmaaaahhh!! Your fingers... so deep...!!!
Y/N: Someone’s pussy is already wet and sloppy, and that’s just from my fingers... what if I put my dick in hmm?
J: *turns her head back and moans loudly* P-Please...!!!
Y/N: If that’s what you want then sure, I’ll rape you once again like I did the first time.
J: Yesyesyes--- Fuuuuck!!! Y-Your dick’s too big already!!!!!
During the time that I was violating Jazlyn’s pussy with my fingers, my dick had fully erected from all the moaning that she was doing, and as soon as she said “Please”, I quickly took my fingers out from her pussy and rammed my fully erect dick straight into her pussy, the head shoving its way into her womb as I began pounding her pussy doggy-style, my hands on her hips and occasionally slapping her ass hard. Feeling just how deep my dick had not only stuffed her pussy full of it but at the time her womb was also getting fucked, Jazlyn threw her head back and screamed lustfully, moving her hips in tandem with the relentless pussy-pounding that she was getting from my dick.
Y/N: Fuck, Jazlyn!! Your pussy’s still so fucking tight even after so long!!! Mmm yess I’m going to make sure your pussy remembers how this feels!
J: Mmmmmaaaaaaahhhh!!! So big so biggg!!!! I’m breaking I’m breaking!!!
Grabbing her hair from behind and pulling her head back, I continued smashing my pelvis against her ass as roughly as I could, Jazlyn moaning out loudly while at the same time sticking her tongue out as though she was a bitch in heat, moving her hips in tandem with my pounding of her pussy. As the two of us continued moaning and groaning, I could feel the pressure rapidly build up around my dick and thus let go of her hair, placing both hands once again firmly on her hips as I now started thrusting my dick in and out of her pussy harder and faster, each time also slapping her ass hard. Feeling the shift in tempo, Jazlyn tried to move her hips in tandem while at the same time moaning louder and louder, but soon she simply let me take control as she gripped onto the sofa ever so tightly, letting out screams of pleasure and euphoria as she felt her pussy wrapping itself around my dick.
J: I’m gonna cum I’m gonna cummm!!!! Mmmmm!!!! Fuuuuucckkkk!!!!
Y/N: Cumming, Jazlyn! Gonna... shoot it in you...!!!
J: Mmmmm!!!! Cumming cumming!!! Mmmmm!!!
Y/N: FUCK!!! JAZLYN!!!
J: YESSSS!!!!! CUM IN MEEE!!!
Slapping her ass-cheeks as hard as possible before placing both hands back on her hips, I pulled my dick out from Jazlyn’s pussy briefly before slamming it right back in, penetrating all the way deep into her womb and unloading an massive load of thick hot cum in her baby room, myself groaning loudly in pleasure and relief as I pulled Jazlyn’s hips as close towards me as possible. As soon as she felt my cum gush into her womb, Jazlyn let out a loud scream of euphoria as her pussy quickly tightened around my dick as her body convulsed, orgasming hard and squirting all over the floor, Jazlyn lowering her head onto the headrest of the sofa, panting hard as her pussy continued to tighten around my dick. Panting myself, I slowly pulled my dick out from her pussy while slapping her ass each time, Jazlyn turning her head to look at me lustfully, her eyes slowly falling onto my dick that is still erect and covered in our love juices.
J: Y-Your... dick is still so fucking hard... god...
Y/N: On your knees, you pig.
J: Y-Yes...
Turning around, Jazlyn got down on her knees and looked up at my dick which was hovering above her. Grabbing a fistful of her hair, I roughly shoved my dick into her mouth and began face-fucking her hard, causing Jazlyn to gag hard as my dick started going down her throat too.
Y/N: Your mouth and throat’s so fucking good, Jazlyn... fuck I just want to use your mouth like a second pussy too, you dirty bitch..
J: M-Mmmppffggghhh....!!
Y/N: Stop complaining and start sucking like a good slut, Jazlyn.
J: M-Mmmm...!!!
Letting go of her hair and holding her head in place with one hand as I continued to pump my dick in and out of her mouth, I used my other hand to pull at Jazlyn’s dress. Seemingly knowing what it was that I want, Jazlyn quickly pulled her dress down completely, exposing her D-cup tits to me. The sight of her tits fully exposed turned me on even more as I pulled my dick out from her mouth and sat down on the sofa, all while dragging Jazlyn by the hair as well behind me. Sitting down on the sofa, I was surprised at what unfolded next: Kneeling between my legs, Jazlyn took my dick in her mouth once again and began deepthroating it as hard as she could, all while sandwiching my dick between her tits and tit-jobbing me at the same time.
Moaning at just how comfortable her tits was making me feel, I started fondling her rack, my fingers gently pinching and pulling at her nipples which were already very stiff by now. Feeling her tits and nipples getting played with, Jazlyn moaned with my dick still fucking her throat, and I instinctively pushed her head down as I could feel the pressure building up steadily.
Y/N: I’m gonna cum down your fucking throat soon, Jazlyn... fuck, keep going... *continues pushing her head down my dick*
J: M-Mmmmm!!!!! Mmmmmmppppffffghhhh!!!!
Y/N: That’s it, you bitch... make me cum in your throat like you want it... Oooh fuck I can feel it, Jazlyn...!! Get ready...!
J: MMMMMMM!!!!!!!
Y/N: Here it--- FUCK!!!
J: MMMMMMMM!!!!!!!
Now placing both hands on the back of her head, I pushed her head down all the way as my dick shoved into her throat, and with a loud groan I unloaded another massive load of cum directly down her throat and into her stomach. Feeling the warm gushing of my cum down her throat, Jazlyn widened her eyes as she started swallowing and pushing my cum down into her stomach as fast as she could without running out of air. After a good long while, I eventually popped my dick out from her mouth as Jazlyn coughed hard, a saliva trail visible from her lips to my dick. Despite having just cummed in her throat, my dick was still fully erect merely at the sight of her being completely naked from the top, and I pulled Jazlyn up onto the sofa so that she was facing me, and spread her legs wide open before standing between them.
Y/N: We’re not done yet, Jazlyn... now I’m going to fuck your pussy one more time, and I’ll make you scream and moan and beg me to stop.
J: W-Wait... haa... I-I need to catch my breath first...
Y/N: I’m not waiting around.
J: P-PleeaaaaaassaaaaahhhH!!!!! S-SO BIGG!!!
Tired of hearing Jazlyn ask for a break, I held onto her legs and with one rough push, shoved my dick right back into that same pussy which I had creampied earlier, this time shoving straight into her womb, a bulge now visible at her stomach. Feeling the big girth of my dick penetrating her womb, Jazlyn arched her back and screamed loudly as I then began pounding in and out of her womb roughly with my eretion, with each inward thrust hitting against the back of her womb hard. As I continued pounding Jazlyn’s pussy and womb, I also began sucking on her tits and nipples, which in turn made Jazlyn scream and moan even louder as she dug her nails into my bac, her eyes rolling back as her face quickly became one of euphoria and want.
J: Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!! So deep so deeeeeppp!!!
Y/N: I’m hitting your womb, Jazlyn! Do you feel it?!
J: Mmmmm yesyesyesyesyessssss!!!!! Deep inside!!!!! Aaaaaahhhhhhhnnnn!!!
Y/N: I’m going to spray it all into your womb!!! I’m gonna knock you up for good this time, Jazlyn!!!!
J: AAaaahhhhhhh!!! Mmmmmmmm!!!!
Pounding my dick harder into her womb, I began sucking on Jazlyn’s tits and nipples as hard as I could, licking and biting down on her perky nipples as Jazlyn moaned and screamed the loudest that I’ve ever heard her do so, the insides of her pussy already squeezing my dick tightly with every thrust into her womb that I make with my dick. With my dick hitting the deepest parts of her womb despite having just cummed in her mouth not too long ago, I started making out with Jazlyn on the sofa, the two of us kissing each other messily while at the same time sucking on the other’s tongue fervently.
As the two of us continued making out on the sofa as my dick continues fucking and tearing her womb apart, I could feel the pressure building up once again, this time stronger than ever. Breaking apart from kissing Jazlyn, I began sucking on her neck hard as I ploughed my dick rougher and harder into her baby-making room, as with Jazlyn moaning and screaming at the top of her lungs, I plunged my meat balls-deep into her pussy, groaning and sucking on her neck as hard as possible while my dick unloaded one final, massive load of cum into her womb and pussy, quickly filling it to the brim. Feeling her insides getting filled up with my warm seed, Jazlyn’s pussy tightened itself once again around my dick as her body convulsed and she orgasmed hard, squirting even more pussy juice and spraying it everywhere, her eyes completely rolled back by this point, her sanity completely lost to the euphoria and lust as she now began moving her own hips, pulling me down towards her as the two of us made out once again, and I soon began thrusting my dick in and out of her pussy and womb once again. It didn’t take long before Jazlyn and I was fucking each other, or rather I was fucking her, all over her apartment. And when that got bored, I carried Jazlyn over to my apartment and I resumed fucking her like a free-use prostitute for the rest of the day.
In the following days, Jazlyn would move into my apartment and the two of us would fuck each other daily, with each session ending in Jazlyn getting covered in cum from head to toe, while her holes get filled to the brim with my seed.
