Short Story: Christmas Shopping

(Due to my short hiatus from writing, I think the sexual activities within this story aren’t up to standard. Nevertheless. I hope you guys and girls enjoy reading it!)

Everywhere the girls looked, the scenery screamed “Merry Christmas” at them. Retail stores were blasting Christmas carols, mistletoes and Christmas wreathes hung about the shopping mall upon every wall, bells at every pillar. Felicia and Isabel were out shopping together, soaking in the Christmas spirit, both of them as well dressed as the crowd that surrounded them, everyone hurrying about with their last minute Christmas shopping.

The girls were also out doing their last minute Christmas shopping. Both of them were CCA leaders in their secondary school, and they felt the obligation to get something for their committee members. Felicia was a rather tomboyish girl, adventurous and often hanging out with the ‘naughty’ kids of the school, whereas Isabel was a gentle and extremely feminine girl, one often referred to as the beau of the secondary school, with her flawless skin and beautiful hair that other girls often envied. Even till now, everyone often wondered how they became the best of friends. Honestly, both of them did not know either. They just kind of… Clicked together.

Walking around the large mall, the girls quickly got what they wanted. They were often distracted by the many Christmas sales that were well placed in front of many stores, often stopping to drop by a random store to look at something which they could not really afford to have. Nevertheless, both of the girls managed to get the things they wanted to get for their committee members, and they were very much pleased with their loot of the day.

“Oi Isabel, why don’t I get something for you? It’s Christmas after all. Hahah.” Felicia suggested.

“Huhhh… But the things I want quite expensive leh. Hahah. I don’t know leh.” Isabel whined, her high pitched voice mesmerising enough for some guys to turn around to look at who spoke.

Felicia gave the guys a death stare, scaring most of them away from her best friend. “Aiya come on la, lets go see what you like kay.” Felicia and Isabel continued to roam the shopping mall, hunting for things that Isabel liked. However, with Felicia leading the way, the things and stores she sought after were often returned with Isabel shaking her head and laughing at Felicia’s choice of items for her.

As they continued to walk, Felicia and Isabel walked past a cosmetic store, and Isabel slowed down a little, staring at the assortment of beauty products before her. Despite her beauty, Isabel was actually fascinated with beauty products. She had an older sister, one she looked up to. Isabel always loved how her sister could dress up so nicely for all occasions. Every time she went out, be it for school, with friends, or for her weekly clubbing sessions (of course she told mum and dad she was out doing ‘group project’), she dressed up very well in her variety of dresses, and she would also put on makeup, seeming like a different person to Isabel altogether.

Isabel was extremely intrigued by makeup, but that one time she even went near Jezebel’s makeup kit, she was reprimanded by her sister for attempting to use her makeup, such that she never went near her makeup set once again. As she ogled at the different variety of foundation powders and the different shades of skin tones, Isabel felt lost with the wide range of choices that she had in front of her.

Felicia sighed in dismay. She was totally clueless with what to do with makeup. Being a tomboyish girl, she never bothered to dress up, nor does she have any experience with how makeup actually works. So there Felicia stood, as Isabel strolled through her Christmas wonderland, leaving Felicia looking like a lost kid in the cosmetic aisle.

Isabel started to try on the different powders, trying to find for herself the tones that complimented her skin the best. She took a look at the concealers as well, not that she really needed any, with her skin being unblemished by pimples, something that other girls seemed to get. Felicia continued to trial after her, not exactly sure why Isabel was dabbing the powders and makeup on her hand when makeup was meant for the face.

Done with trying out the different shades of powder and even lipstick, Isabel hurried on to stop in front of a large shelf, seemingly the actual items sold of the testers that she just went through. Her eyes were dreamy, the item that she wanted right in front of her, a small circular case, one that carried both foundation and the concealer fit for Isabel’s skin.

Felicia, being more practical of the two, looked at the price tag first, the only thing she actually understood in the place. The price was incredibly steep, even compared to the range of makeup displayed beside the one that Isabel was looking at. Felicia know that even if they combined their money, both of them would be unable to afford the item that Isabel wanted. Yet Isabel was still gazing dreamily at the item, unaware of the heavy price tag it carried.

“Oi, crazy woman, you got see the price or not?” Felicia poked at Isabel in her side.

Isabel finally gave the price tag a look, her lower lip falling a little, saddened by the heavy price tag it carried. She took the small cylindrical container down from the shelf, checking that the price tag did indeed belong to the item that she wanted. Felicia could see the disappointment in her eyes, the item she wanted so near yet so far away from her reach.

“Oh mannn.” Isabel whined. Felicia look the container out from Isabel’s hands, and Isabel started to turn away from the shelf, walking away disappointed. Felicia watched as her best friend walked away, feeling a little helpless.

Suddenly feeling a little brave, Felicia knew what she had to do. She did this many times before, when she hung out with her cliques after school hours, participating in their acts and seeing them do it so successfully so many times before.

Felicia quickly caught up with Isabel. Tapping her on her shoulder, Felicia saw for herself Isabel’s disappointed face, mixed with a little confusion, seeing Felicia hold the small cosmetic set on her hands. Leaning close to Isabel, Felicia whispered “Shh.” Before giving Isabel’s shorts a small tug, slipping her hand holding the cosmetic set under the waistband of her shorts, feeling for the waistband of Isabel’s panty.

Before Isabel knew what was happening, Felicia managed to drop the small container into Isabel’s panty, the cosmetic set pressed up against Isabel’s mound. Felicia grinned a silly grin, her hands doing a dual peace sign beside her face. Isabel was slightly stunned by Felicia’s act, but she could do nothing about it, with the cosmetic set pressed up against her privates.

Looking around, Felicia was sure that no one noticed her act of shoplifting, with so many customers around, keeping most of the shopkeepers busy with entertaining them. Furthermore, she has done this many times before with her clique of delinquent friends, never getting caught, not even once. She grabbed Isabel’s hand and started to drag her along, pulling her towards the exit. Isabel face was a shade lighter, not sure what she could possibly do, and increasingly aware of the small circular object pressed up against her pussy.

Felicia started to step out of the store, sure that nothing was going to happen this time, much like the other times that she did this with her friends. Yet, as Isabel followed after, they were met with the shrill ringing of the shop’s alarm. Felicia’s face turned pale along with Isabel, who turned an even paler shade of white. Looking around, Felicia suddenly took notice of the sensors placed strategically beside the wide doors of the cosmetic shop, placed so far apart that she failed to notice them when entering the shop.

Her mind started to work furiously, trying to find a way out of the situation. Some of the Christmas shoppers were turning around to look, interested to know what was happening. Before Felicia thought through, one of the better dressed shopkeepers, a man wearing a suit, came over, coming to stand before Felicia before asking “Miss, is there a problem? Are there any purchases that you have yet to make?” Felicia read his name tag: Senior Manager’

“No… No sir. We were just beginning to leave.” Isabel stuttered, a giveaway to the manager that stood before them.

The manager squinted at the both of them, Isabel doing her best to avoid the manager’s questioning eyes. Felicia didn’t know what to do either, her first time being caught shoplifting. “Miss, I’m sorry, but I’m afraid I have to ask both of you to come with me.”

The manager did not grab Isabel nor Felicia, but simply stood to the side to invite both of the girls back into the store once more. Upon stepping past the entrance once again, the shrill alarm rang once more, and Isabel quickly put her hands around her ears, attempting to block out the sound, hoping to block out the stares that both of them were getting by now.

“Follow me.” Without waiting for a response, the manager started to walk towards the back of the store, while Isabel and Felicia followed behind closely. The other shop keepers attempted to grab their customers’ attentions once more, and the store resumed its former chatter as Isabel and Felicia walked through the back door of the shop, coming through a door which read “staff only”.

Boxes lined the area, some open, their contents spilling outwards. The place was rather messy, and there was little space to move around. The girls followed the manager into a separate room, one even smaller than the room before, barely enough space for the office table that sat within. The mangers’ desktop was on screensaver mode, while his table was cluttered with an assortment of office items. The manager sat on the only recliner chair in the room, turning to face the two girls who entered after.

Isabel was really scared now. She could feel the plastic material of the cosmetic set up against her pussy, heat slowly building up there as she started to cold sweat, the material of the cosmetic case sticky against her pussy. She couldn’t close her legs properly either, with the circular items between her legs. When the manager indicated the two remaining stools in the room for them to sit, Isabel did not know what to do.

Felicia sat down quickly, turning to realise Isabel’s predicament. The manager was now busy going through things on his computer, and Felicia signed for Isabel to sit down quickly, before he realised anything was amiss. Isabel complied, sitting down as slowly as possible. In the sitting position, Isabel felt the cosmetic set pressed between her pussy and the stool, and she really couldn’t close her legs properly either, the item between her legs preventing her from doing so.

“Girls, do you know why I called you in here?” The manager asked calmly, done fiddling with his computer.

“Er… I don’t know? Hahah. I think the sensor got problem? Or…” Felicia tried to reason as calmly as she could, her voice trembling a little.

The manager sighed, and turned the desktop screen to face the two girls. Felicia and Isabel could see themselves in the paused video, Felicia with her shoulder length hair and a white top, Isabel with a maroon top and her distinctive wavy hair. With a click of a button, video-Felicia and video-Isabel started to move. Felicia saw for herself how Isabel floated through section after section, her best friend coming to a stop before the shelf. She continued to watch as Isabel left that section, while video-Felicia went after to stop her. The camera was placed nicely in the position that saw clearly how Felicia slipped her hand with the cosmetic set into Isabel’s pants, her hand reappearing without the cosmetic set.

Seeing that both girls have looked up from the screen, the manager knew that both girls were done watching their act of crime. The silence in the room now stressed Isabel and Felicia out. There was no running away, now that there is solid evidence on what they have done.

“Girls, you do know that shoplifting is a very serious offence, right?” The manager asked as gently as he could, seeing how young the two girls were. Yet his voice caused them to feel even more scared. The girls could only nod gently. Felicia knew that there was no way out now, and she simply remained quiet.

“Well, I have to inform the police about this you know.” The manager sighed. The two girls looked at once another from the corner of their eyes, fearful of the consequences. With this rash act, this could go down on their criminal records, ruining their lives forever. Not to mention they were CCA leaders. Isabel would also be shamed. Isabel felt the smooth surface of the cosmetic set sticky against her pussy, the source of their trouble.

“Please… Please don’t do that.” Isabel broke the silence, stunning Felicia for a while, since Felicia was often the braver one. “Anything… Anything but… But that please.”

Felicia could see the manager pursing his lips, contemplating her request. “Now, why don’t you start by returning the item first?” Glad to comply, Isabel stood up from her chair. Yet, in that small room, there was nowhere private for Isabel to reach her hands into her shorts to retrieve the circular case, which was by down much further down, right up against her pussy.

“Hmm. Since your friend put it there, I would like your friend to retrieve it and pass it back to me instead.” Felicia opened her mouth, starting to utter a form of protest, but the manager simply placed his hand on the phone next to him and said “Or would you rather we go back to calling the police?”

Felicia knew both of them were trapped. Well. It’s either this, or their future. Felicia nodded her head in defeat. “Good girl. Now, you follow everything I say, or I’ll go back to calling the police instead. I would like you to return me the item you put into your friend’s possession.”

Felicia stood beside Isabel, aware that the manager was watching every action that she was making. Giving Isabel an apologetic look, Felicia placed her hands about Isabel’s waist once more, moving her fingers under the waistband of her shorts. She could feel Isabel shaking a little, scared of what was to happen. Moving her fingers a little more, she felt the soft material of Isabel’s panty.

Reaching her hand inward, she started to feel Isabel’s flawless mound against her fingers, the space getting tighter and harder to reach due to the tightness of Isabel’s shorts. Trying as hard as she could, she finally felt Isabel’s pubic hair, soft to her touch. Isabel squirmed a little, feeling Felicia’s hand starting to venture into her private regions. Yet, Felicia could not reach further in, tight as Isabel’s shorts were against her body.

“Well, if you’re having problems, why don’t you help her take it off?” The manager still had his eyes on the two girls, watching Felicia struggle with the effort. Felicia wanted to retort again, but the act of the manager simply putting his hand on the phone silenced her.

Felicia removed her hand from Isabel’s shorts, giving Isabel an apologetic look once more. This time, tears welled up a little in Isabel’s eyes, knowing that her best friend had to undress her in front of the manager. Felicia started to unbuckle Isabel’s shorts, pulling the zip downwards to expose her skin underneath. She could clearly see the dark pink material of Isabel’s panties, and she was sure that the manager could see it from where he was sitting too.

Felicia let Isabel’s pants drop to around her ankles, her panty clad bottoms totally exposed to the manager. Isabel held her head in her hands. Sobbing a little into them, ashamed of being exposed. Felicia could see the cosmetic set, wedged between Isabel’s legs, right at her crotch. She tried not to expose Isabel as much as possible, slipping her fingers into the sides of her panties, feeling the cosmetic set, warmed by Isabel’s body heat.

She tried to slide it out gently, but Felicia realised that the object as slightly sticky with the sweat produced between the surface of the cosmetic set and Isabel’s pussy. Isabel felt Felicia tugging at her pussy, and she opened her legs a little, making it easier for Isabel to remove the cosmetic set. In that small, quiet room, Felicia and Isabelle were sure that the manager could hear the wet ‘squelch’ sound as Felicia removed the cosmetic set from Isabel’s crotch.

The plastic case felt warm and slightly wet, and Felicia placed it upon the manager’s hand, as he stretched out his hand for the item. She passed it over, watching as the manager took it between both of his hands and held it up in front of him. Unbeknownst to Felicia and Isabel, who were both quite scared at the moment, the manager could smell the scent of Isabel’s pussy upon the cosmetic case, a sweet, young and pleasant smell. How he wished he could have her. Well… He could?

“Well girls, that wasn’t so hard, was it? Now, I want you to strip search your friend.” The manager said, causing Felicia to gape in shock.

“But that was all we…” Felicia started, but the manager cut her off.

“Or would you rather I strip search her myself? Afterall, seeing as you already tried to shoplift, I can’t be sure that you aren’t hiding other items elsewhere either, right?” Felicia wanted to argue back, but she knew that the odds were against her.

Isabel still had her heads behind her hands, this time the sobbing a little more audible than before. Felicia turned to her once again, her hands pulling at the thick wool material of Isabel’s top. The manager watched as her best friend reluctantly took the top off her, exposing bit by bit her slim waist, her flawless skin underneath. Her matching pink bra soon came into sight, and Felicia took Isabel’s clothes off her, leaving her in her matching pink underwear.

Felicia turned to the manager once more, hoping that he was satisfied. Yet the manager sat in his recliner chair, looking expectantly at her, and motioned for her to continue. Reluctantly now, Felicia whispered into Isabel’s ear a gentle sorry, before reaching behind her to unclasp her bra hooks. Isabel felt the tension of her bra holding up her breasts fall free, her breasts perky and upright nevertheless. With her face behind her hands, she could only feel the eyes upon her breasts as Felicia took the bra off her, the cold air causing her nipples to stand upright and outwards from her breasts.

The manager was amazed by the sheer beauty of Isabelle’s body, her unmarked skin and her round, ample breasts. Her areolae were light brown, and her small nipples stood out from her breasts, the sight of her nude body sending blood into his cock, causing it to stir in his pants. Felicia admired the beauty of her best friend’s body, but she was angered that she was seeing it under such conditions. She turned around once more, only to see the manager motion for her to continue to strip off the last piece of item that covered Isabel’s dignity.

Felicia returned to work, kneeling down before Isabel, peeling her panty off her, bit by bit. Soon, her small tuft of pubic hair came into sight, her pubic hair soft and smooth, leading downwards towards her pussy. Her panties came off quite easily, sliding past her smooth skin to come to a rest at her ankles. The manager stared at the young pussy before him, seemingly untouched by anyone else. The manager felt his cock pulsating, pushing outwards, and causing a tent to form in his pants.

Standing up from his recliner chair, the two girls were startled by his sudden movement. Felicia was still kneeling before Isabel, waiting to see what the manager would do. The manager stood between the door and the girls, standing between them and the exit. “Good girl. Now, please go over to my desk and bend over so I can check better.”

Isabel complied while Felicia simply watched, as Isabel placed her arms upon the desk, burying her face in her hands once again. With her long legs, Isabel had to spread her legs and bend over just a little bit to lean unto the table. With that, the manager had a totally clear view of Isabel’s pussy, pink, raw and dry, an innocent pussy indeed.

“Now, you see that?” He indicated Isabel’s pussy to Felicia. “I would like you to help me check if she has anything in that hole.” Felicia was shocked that she had to do that to her best friend. Yet, it was much better that she did it rather than the manager. Kneeling in front of Isabel’s private regions, Felicia placed her index finger at the entrance of her pussy, starting to push in bit by bit.

Isabel felt Felicia’s fingers sink into her, her fingertip spreading apart her virgin hole, the friction from her dryness hurting her inside. Felicia could hear Isabel whimper slightly from the pain of having her hole invaded. This was probably her first time being fingered too. Knowing what she could do, she withdrew her fingers, coating them with a layer of her own saliva before attempting to finger her once more. The manager watched as the best friend fingered her.

Reaching downwards, he unzipped his pants to pull out his aching cock, which was begging for release. He started to stroke his cock as he watched the girl sink her finger into the other girl’s pussy, aroused by the two young girls in his office, especially the nude one.

Out of the corner of her eye, Felicia saw what she feared would come. She saw the manager stroking his cock, his precum coating the head of his cock. She could smell his precum and arousal even from where she was kneeling, digging her fingers into Isabel as the manager ordered her to do. It was not an unfamiliar smell to her, but it probably is to Isabel.

“Girl, you aren’t exactly going deep enough with your finger. Let me show you.” Felicia tried to stop the manager, but her strength was not enough to push him off Isabel. Holding Isabel by her hips, the manager positioned his cock before Isabel’s tiny pussy, and he started to push forward, his cock spreading her pussy lips apart, invading her pussy bit by bit.

Isabel felt her hips being grabbed, the managers’ cock positioned at her pussy, being pushed into her. It hurt her, with her pussy being as dry as it is. Yet, she knew it hurt less due to Felicia’s saliva earlier on. She felt the cock try to squeeze its entire length into her, spreading her out within, pushing against her inner vaginal walls.

The manager groaned as he felt his cock enter the tightest hole he ever felt, the girl’s pussy almost clamping down on his rod. The other girl was kneeling at the side, her eyes starting to tear as well. Shifting a little, the manager made sure that his cock and her best friend’s pussy were at her eyelevel, even as he started to push his cock in and out of her.

The manager felt the tight pussy stroking him in all the right places, attempting to squeeze his cock dry of any cum it had to offer. Reaching to the front, he held her breasts, kneading her soft tits with his palms. Her body was his to take, and she and her friend could do nothing about it.

Isabel felt the large adult cock pumping in and out of her, the pain slowly fading, turning into a feeling akin to that of an overstretched muscle, a sore muscle between her legs. She felt the hot cock going in and out of her, lubricated by Felicia’s saliva and his precum. Isabel bit down on her teeth, even as she felt her breasts being molested by the manager. She wished for this to be over soon.

Not long later, her wish was quickly satisfied, as she felt the manager give one last finals shove, pushing his cock all the way into her once more, before she suddenly felt warm gushes of liquid within her, his semen filling her up within. Felicia simply knelt down on the floor and watched as the manager emptied his balls into her best friend, his semen filling her up. Even as he withdrew his cock from her, his semen started to drop out of her pussy and unto the floor.

As the manager sat on the recliner chair once more, he said “I hope that teaches both you girls from ever shoplifting again.” 

Short Story: The Scholarly Student Part 2

Gina lay on the cold toilet floor, feeling the cool tiles against her face. Her body was still shuddering from the orgasm she just experienced, her pussy feeling the little tingle that was always present after an intense orgasm. Her mind was fuzzy as well, and her breaths came in short packets.

Gina didn't bother to get up. Her legs were usually jelly after cumming. Anyway, it's not as if she could get away, with the number of guys in the toilet with her. Not only that, she was blindfolded as well, her hands tied behind her back. No chance of escape whatsoever. Her eyes were covered, and all she could feel were the cold tiles against her bare skin. Her breasts were exposed and her legs are naked waist down as well. 

Gina heard zips being unzipped, and a faint yet familiar smell came to her nose. With her mind in a fuzz, she could not put her finger on where she smelt that familiar smell before.

Gina was lifted up gently from the cold floor by her arms. Her blindfold remained intact and she was propped up on her knees. While the person held her up, Gina felt another grab her by her hair, which was in a ponytail. Something thick and fleshy was put against her mouth, the familiar smell much stronger now.

Gina took in a scent, and she recalled the smell of sex, the smell of precut and cocks. She knew that she had to do. Opening her mouth, she took the cock into her mouth bit by bit. She felt the thick, warm fleshy cock go past her lips, her teeth, her tongue wetting the piece of meat in her mouth. She knew just the right amount of suction to apply, a little teeth to apply the needed friction within her mouth. Her tongue swirled the cock head within, tracing in circles as she worked all the way to the tip of the cock.

Gina knew the guy was enjoying her mouth, his moans told her so. She hummed as she sucked his cock, the mild vibrations causing the guy to moan even more. Gina could taste more salty precum coming out of his cock, leaking inside her mouth. She enjoyed giving blowjobs, the power of pleasure she felt as she sucked on cocks felt good to her. She knew just how to pleasure guys with only her mouth, not even saying a word too

Not only that, Gina enjoyed the presence of a cock filling up her mouth just as she enjoyed it filling her vagina. She could feel herself getting heated up between her legs as she continued to suck, the thick warm cock filling up her mouth. Relaxing her throat in the same way that she has done so many times before, Gina brought her mouth down over the cock inside her mouth, feeling with her nose his unshaven pubic hair, as well as feeling the cock head pop a little inside her throat as she started to deep throat him.

Gina felt his cock convulse as sperm flowed through his shaft and into her mouth, shooting his load deep into her mouth, into her throat. Gina held her breath for just a little while longer as his orgasm subsided, before pulling his softening cock out of her mouth. His semen tasted just as salty as his precum, and Gina swallowed it after.

'What the fuck that was damn fast!'

'Eh why you so cui? So fast cum liao. Not even 10 minutes leh!'

'She's really good la what the shit. She suck his cock like pro like that leh.'

Gina said nothing, her mind deep in thought as to what would happen next. That was soon to be answered, as her hands were untied, and she was led to hold onto something cold. Toilet bowl? Nope it was not round enough. Ah. It's the urinal.

Her hip was lifted up by the same person who lifted her, her legs barely holding her up, her butt exposed to those who are able to see in the room. Gina felt her legs being kicked apart, both her anus and vagina open for them to see. Not that she resisted. She kept her legs spread wide apart, leaving her vagina ready for inspection.

'Eh... Wah she fucking wet leh.'

'Her butthole so cute one.'

'Her ass like damn firm leh.' With that, a 'thwack' given to her butt as a hand landed on her ass. Gina let out a moan, soft yet audible to the guys.

'Wah she moan some more. My turn ah.' With that, a pair of hands grabbed Gina's, presumably the same hands that smacked her butt. Another cock was positioned at her entrance of her vagina, the first one to enter her pussy that evening. Foreplay was not necessary, with Gina being as wet as she is. The guy pushed his cock in, and it slid in with ease. Gina felt herself being filled by his cock, balls pushed all the way against her clit, just the way she liked it.

'Eh why only one at a time?' As that was being said, Gina felt another guy  brush past her and grab her head once more, as another cock was brushed against her lips. Gina opened her mouth, allowing the second cock into her mouth, letting the cock to fill her mouth just as another one was buried in her pussy. The fullness of a cock in both her mouth and her pussy made her dizzy with pleasure, her body tingling with excitement.

Gina held on to the cold porcelain urinal even harder, trying to keep herself upright as two guys started to fuck her, the two cocks pumping too and fro in her pussy and her mouth. She could barely suck his cock properly, her mouth was wide open as she moaned with pleasure, and the guy simply fucked her open mouth.

Another hand pried one of her hands from the urinal, directing Gina's hand upon another male genitalia. Gina grabbed the cock on instinct, the pounding of the two guys made her hand shake to and fro as well, and Gina continued to jerk the third guy off.

She felt the pleasure build up once more within her as she came, with two cocks within her another cock in her hand. Gina felt her pussy contract around the cock in her pussy, generating more moans from the guy fucking her. She could just feel the size of it going in and out of her pussy, the friction it caused as it plunged in and out of her wet hole, his balls slapping against her clit. Her mind was in a blank, and all Gina felt was the pleasure of being filled, of being full of cock and of the waves of pleasure coursing through her veins.

It was soon that the guy fucking her pussy pulled out, and Gina felt his hot cum land on her back as he released his load onto her body. The guy filling her mouth pulled out as well, releasing yet another load, this time on her face. The warm cum hit her on her cheeks, her nose, and Gina smelt the sweet, salty smell of cum on her face. Gina continued to stroke the cock in her hand, knowing that this guy was far from finishing.

'Eh lai lai my turn.' Another guy took over her pussy once more, and Gina felt the eager boy push his cock all the way inside her once more, filling up her gaping hole. Gina moaned as she was filled again, her pussy still sensitive from cumming earlier.

She continued to stroke the guy off with he hand, yet slowly directing his cock till he stood right in front of her face, his cock pointing right at her as she was being fucked by another guy. The guy behind Gina grabbed her hips and pounded at her ruthlessly. It was rough, but it was what Gina liked, being treated like a toy, like a slut.

Gina came again as her pussy clenched down on the cock inside her. She moaned loudly now, not caring if anyone could hear her. She felt the cock in he hand swell up, the muscles tensing for an orgasm. Blindfolded, Gina tried as best as possible to aim the cock in her hand at her face, her mouth wide open and her tongue stuck out to receive his load. Her aim was more or less on mark, the first spurt landing inside her mouth, the rest spilling all over, her chin, her cheeks, her neck.

Just as the guy unloaded his cum onto Gina's face, she felt the cock within her tense up as well, and a warm fluid filled her from within, the semen warming up her insides to join her very own fluids. Gina came again, knowing how dirty she was, with cum all over her and within her, her pussy squeezing out every last drop from the guy behind her.

As the two guys pulled away from Gina, she collapsed against the urinal, tired from her orgasm. Her pussy felt sore from all the pounding that received, her legs could barely support herself even as she leaned against the urinal. Gina could not care less, she rested her head on the urinal, gasping for air, despite how smelly the toilet was. At least this toilet was one of the least used among all the toilets, hence not being all that dirty.

Gina could hear the zipping of pants and the scampering of footsteps as the guys left her to her own devices.

After some time, Gina recovered enough energy and she removed the blindfold by herself, feeling the sticky dried cum all over her face. As her eyes adjusted to the dimly lighted toilet, she noted the crumpled uniform she was now in. Her bra and panties were nowhere to be found. As she stood up, she felt the load of cum within her pussy leak out a little, drawing a trickle down her thighs.

Getting herself dressed as decently as she could, Gina swept her hair up into a tight ponytail as before, leaving the toilet to go home. She picked up her phone to call her parents to apologize for being late, but something else caught her attention: a video sent to her whatsapp barely 5 minutes ago.

 

Playing the video, Gina saw how well she sucked the guy off, how she was taken by guy after guy, how slutty she was. Her moans could be heard clearly, and it was evident that The Gina in the video was enjoying the moment.

Watching herself getting fucked by so many guys, Gina could not help but get wet again simply at the thought of it.

Short Story: The Scholarly Student Part 1

To everyone else, it was just another simple day at school. Crowded trains, quiet mornings, students with school bags and white collar workers heading to work. Gina hurried on to school just like the rest, carrying in her hands a small stack of notes, studying for her Math mid-years later on. Not that she had to worry even a bit. She was one who seemed to be naturally good with studies, forever acing tests, quizzes and exams one after another, never failing to top the cohort chart during every major examination. Despite that, Gina was not concentrating on her notes, but her mind was somewhere else far away.

Everyone knew Gina was smart and talented, a pleasant and quiet girl that kept mostly to herself. She was often seen with a small clique of equally quiet and demure girls, often seen studying or eating together. Nobody really paid much attention to Gina, since she was so quiet and all. She topped the charts every examination, but yet she remained humble and quiet. No one usually bothers about the top anyway, since everyone was too busy struggling even to pass exams at JC.

Not only did Gina excel at her studies, she was also one who managed her work-life balance extremely well. She was proud to be part of the student council in school, as well as part of the committee in her symphonic band. Her family loved their talented daughter very much, and didn't have to worry much about her. Gina coped very well, even earning her own pocket money through giving tuition.

Many people looked up to Gina, respected her, some even revered her. Despite that, Gina was not all that she turned out to be. She had a secret, a large secret kept by almost all humans, one that no one usually confesses to.

Gina was very addicted to her sexuality. To keep up with the high amounts of stress she had since secondary school, Gina discovered the pleasure of masturbation. Every time she was stressed, she masturbated. Her masturbation sessions kept her going, and she found that the more she played with herself, the more relaxed she was, ready to hit her books, ending off her studying session with another orgasm.

In time to come, Gina discovered that the pleasure of sex itself was so much better than that of masturbating alone. She got her virginity taken by some stranger she met online, one who was even willing to pay her for sex. That she gladly accepted, and since then, Gina has been earning her own keep through her 'tuition' sessions with different men every week. After all, it seemed like a pretty good deal to be paid for having orgasms with a live dildo. While keeping her sexual desires at bay, Gina continued to excel at her studies, even at her school commitments.

With all the amount of success that she has had, everyone else would think she was naturally gifted, that nothing would go wrong for her. Yet Gina knew, if anyone ever found out about her dark side, things would go so wrong.

It was just last week that Gina received a mail from a totally anonymous sender, one without a return address, a physical snail mail with only her name printed upon it in big and bold fonts. It was an anonymous mail, untraceable and unknown. It wasn't the anonymity that scared her the most, it was what was inside. As she opened the mail, photos of what she did during the June holidays fell out onto her desk, piled one upon another. These photos shocked her, they were taken from angles that she had never thought to look. Yet the message was clear, that someone knew what she was doing, someone had the evidence, and someone was blackmailing her.

During the June holidays, Gina studied very hard for her mid-year exams. She was a little stressed, and she decided that more 'tuition' sessions would help. The photos revealed Gina in the middle of her sexual acts, one depicting her making out with a much older man in his car, another showing her giving a blowjob to an ITE student at a void deck, and one was even taken through a window, where Gina was riding a guy while she had her bare breasts being grabbed.

The message was typed out into a letter and fitted into the anonymous envelope with the rest of the photographs. She was to meet her mysterious blackmailer in a particular area in school right after her Math examination, and the mysterious person was even nice enough to tell her to come prepared. Gina's blackmailer seems to know her schedule and her school layout... Perhaps he/she's from her school?

The math mid-year examinations went without a hitch, and Gina could easily answer all of the questions despite her mind being off somewhere else far away. She was wearing a cardigan, her cloth bag slung upon her shoulder, her uniform clean and spotless, fresh from her wardrobe just that day.

Gina made her way to the fourth floor toilet straight up from the library, the furthest area of the school away from the school hall, where the examination was held. Most of her peers are leaving or have already left, traumatized by the hard paper that they just had. Hence, the school was relatively quiet, the fourth floor akin to that of a cemetery. She was to expect her blackmailer here, where he specified in the mail. She stood outside the toilets, not seeing anyone in sight. She turned to face the only corridor that led here, wondering when her blackmailer would appear.

Unsuspecting, strong hands grabbed Gina from behind, one arm around her waist and another hand cupped her mouth to muffle the silent scream that followed. Her attacker actually hid in the toilet before Gina came along, easily sneaking up on her from behind. Her attacker's hands held firm despite her best efforts to break free. Gina lost the fight almost immediately. Held in place, she could not turn around to see who her blackmailer was.

Another pair of hands came into view, holding a piece of dark cloth in front of her face. In her scuffle, Gina failed to notice that there was more than one person behind her. While her first attacker held her head in place, the second person covered Gina's eyes with the dark piece of cloth, stealing from her the reassurance of safety that sight provided.

'Hello Gina, you've been a very naughty girl, very naughty indeed. Never expected some scholarly girl like you to be such a dirty slut.' Blindfolded, Gina did not say a word. Instead, she wondered what they wanted from her. Was it money? Was it her reputation at stake? Or was it something else?

Strong hands carried Gina, not that it was difficult, given how light she was. She could not feel the ground below her feet, and all she had was her sense of hearing and smell to rely on. Gina felt herself being moved from the open corridor into a room, and she heard the spinning of a fan and smelt the pungent smell of pee. A small cheer that echoed within the toilet was a small indication of the number of people hidden within the toilet. Gina was quite frightened right now. She had no control over what was happening, the situation seemingly messed up.

'Eh really can ah?'

'Wah I thought you joking sia.'

'Eh she really that top student leh omg.'

Comments were thrown around Gina, but Gina had no idea what they were going to do. Hands still held her firmly, and she could do nothing to get out of it.

'Lai lai I start off first okay?' The guy holding her said from behind her. One hand loosened just a little, only to find its way upon Gina's breasts. Today, Gina wore a softly padded white bra over her C-cupped breasts. She had large breasts than most girls her age, but the baggy uniform hid her priced assets. She felt her breasts being squeezed and fondled, hands playing roughly with them. Gina was rather used to it, with her experience with all the guys who have paid to sleep with her already. With her softly padded bra, Gina could feel the stranger's fingers over her breasts, and Gina was sure that he could feel her soft breasts very well. She did not utter a word, but merely let the guy do as he please.

'Wah she not saying anything leh.' It was as if Gina could feel the stares upon her despite being blindfolded, she was a little less afraid, the feeling of fear replaced by that of arousal, knowing that she was being watched while one played with her breasts.

'Eh don't just stare leh. Join me la? Later you all say bojio.' The guy toying with her breasts voiced out once more. One hand joined his in groping her breasts, followed by two more, three more, till Gina lost count of the number of hands touching her. She felt hands all over her breasts, her hips, her stomach, her shoulders. Gina could feel the heat coming from all around her as the bodies of strangers crowded around her. She could feel their hands exploring her, molesting her all over. She was roughly handled, her uniform a mess now.

A few hands were started to move downwards, around her hips and started to grope at her ass through her school skirt. While the skirt was made of a thick material, Gina has a perky ass that pulled the material taut, her ass that was just as good as asset as her breasts were. She felt the hands move and roam all over her ass, touching her just as hands molested her breasts and any bit of her that they could reach.

Hands on her front started to move downwards as well, moving down from the front of her blouse, downwards and across her mons pubis. Gina let out an involuntary moan, feeling the foreign fingers trace across her pubic region. Her clit must be quite engorged and sensitive now, for Gina to be able to feel the arousing tingling sensation through the thick material of her skirt.

'Woah her moan is so hot.' One brave hand slipped under her skirt, feeling her bare skin underneath for the first time. Gina moaned involuntarily again, her body in a clear state of arousal from being molested by so many people. She felt the hand explore further underneath her skirt, only to find her bare ass cheeks.

'Wah she not wearing underwear ah?' With that, the owner of the mysterious hand flipped her skirt upwards, and Gina felt her lower body being exposed to the group. Gina knew what she was wearing, a white mesh bikini thong which was a little see-through, where her pussy outline could be easily traced. Gina kept her pussy cleanly shaven, out of comfortable hygiene purposes.

'Idiot la she wearing thongs.'

'Oh opps paisei.'

Hands returned to explore her, this time across her bare thighs, squeezing her bare butt cheeks and kneading her soft thighs. The hem of Gina's skirt was neatly tucked into the waistband of her skirt, so the group had full access to her bare bottoms. Gina started to get turned on by strangers touching her all over. She could feel the dampness between her thighs, her pussy was sure to be soaking wet. Yet while she silently begged for someone to touch her pussy, arching to and fro without being to suspicious, her wish was not granted.

Hands fondling her breasts reached for her buttons, unbuttoning her blouse one button at a time. Without waiting for the last button to be undone, Gina felt her blouse being torn open, the last button at the base of her blouse torn off, landing on the floor with a light clink. Gina could feel her breasts being exposed to the crowd before her, the cold air blowing upon the skin that was not covered by her bra. Yet Gina’s nipples got erect, feeling a sense of arousal as well as the cold air upon it. Her nipples could surely be seen through her thin bra.

‘Woah are these her…’ The sentence was left unfinished, as fingers found her nipples through her bra, squeezing them through the thin fabric. With her nipples standing erect, with the added sensitivity of her nipples, Gina moaned in pleasure, her moan definitely heard by all, echoing around the small toilet. She clenched her thighs together, trying to rub her pussy in any way she could to bring herself to a climax.

Gina’s blouse was taken off her shoulders, but left around her arms. With skills gained from boy scout somewhere by one of the boys, Gina’s hands were quickly bound behind her back by her own blouse, her white bra all that is left to cover her decency. That soon came off, but not as how Gina would expect it to come off. Fondling with the straps, the guys did not know how to get Gina’s bra off her entirely without unbinding her arms. Instead, they managed to cut her straps off, and Gina felt the bra land at her feet, her C-cup breasts fully exposed to them now, her hands tied behind her back. Gina felt helpless yet aroused, knowing that everyone in the toilet must be admiring her breasts now.

Gina felt her bikini bottoms loosen at the sides, the strings being pulled out of their knot. As the strings fell beside her thighs, all that held Gina’s thongs in place was her squeezing her thighs together. Roughly, someone pulled her thong from between her thighs, the entire length on the thong rubbing against her clitoris. With that, Gina moaned once more, her arousal clear to the people in the room.

‘Wah she really very slut leh look at how wet she is.’ Gina felt a finger upon her pussy, and she was not surprised at all to find that the finger was touching something wet between her thighs.

Strong, muscular hands held Gina’s legs and pulled them apart, revealing her bare shaven pussy to those who were in the toilet. Gina was blindfolded, but she knew that they could see every detail of her pussy, one taken by so many men, yet still as tight as it ever was to begin with.

Hands continued to fondle her large breasts, her nipples being toyed with and the huge mounds being handled roughly. Hands managed to find their way on her inner thighs and this time, a few fingeres dared to explore her pussy.

Gina felt her pussy lips being pried open, her inner pussy lips exposed to everyone who was free at that point of time to see. A finger landed on her clit, and this touch itself was enough to send Gina into euphoria, a little sense of electricity running through her veins, resulting in more moans that echoed around the toilet walls.

Gina felt her clitoris being toyed with as she continued to moan about. As another finger was laid upon the entrance to her pussy, Gina felt it slide all the way in with ease, her pussy as wet as it could have ever been. There was no need for lubrication, her pussy was self-lubricating enough. With a ‘come hither’ action, the fingers within her found her g-spot with ease. The sensation of having her g-spot and her clit stimulated at the same time was one new experience for Gina. She squirmed in her bondage, trying to reposition herself into a position to maximise her sensation, to bring herself to orgasm.

Yet that effort was not really needed, as the feeling of having her nipples, clitoris and g-spot being toyed with all at the same time overwhelmed Gina, feeling her head with nothing but the sheer joy of her orgasm. Gina orgasmed, her body going into spasms, jerking forward as each wave of orgasm hit her with tides of pure pleasure. At the same time, she also felt herself squirting, fluids shooting out from her pussy in short bursts, probably wetting those who were in front of her.

‘Wah did she just cum?’

‘Eh she can squirt ah?’

‘Wah not bad sia didn’t know she so scholar yet so slut.’

With her orgasm over, Gina collapsed from the intense orgasm. She did not bother about their comments or paid any attention at all. Gina fell backwards into the guy behind her, her pussy still tingling from the intense experience. She was laid down on the cold toilet floor, and she did not bother if it was cold or not, her breaths coming in short gasps.

‘Guys… Why don’t we enjoy our dear little slut a little longer?’ Well… This is far from over…