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 Bad Officer

Justin’s perspective…

“You all trying to be funny is it?” Justin screamed into the night. “You guys took bloody 7 minutes just to take everything out of your field pack! How long you all supposed to take?”

“THREE MINUTES, SIR!” Yelled one of the trainees facing down unto the floor, his body in a push-up position.

“Nevermind, EVERYTHING IN!” There was a frenzy as action followed, the trainees trying their best to pack everything back into their field packs once more, hopefully all to be done within the stipulated time as set by their officer. Justin stood by with a stern face, watching his trainees panic as they failed to remember the proper sequence to pack their bags, their cold sweat as things did not fit.

Justin was a terrible officer in the training school. More often than not, he abused his powers as an officer to set trainees to tasks that were strenuous and tiring, all in the name of upholding the standards of the training schools. Other trainees in the other platoons did not get it as bad. In fact, while it was already 11pm and trainings were supposed to end by 9pm, the other platoons were peacefully sleeping, recouping their energies for their activities the following day. Yet here the trainees were, trying their best to please Justin by ensuring the proper standards for field pack inspection.

For Justin, he felt irritated that he still had to book in to train his recruits, when today was his birthday. He had plans to go out on a day trip with his girlfriend, so he applied for leave from work to celebrate his birthday with her. Yet, just at the last moment, his leave was disapproved, due to certain administrative issues with the admin office. Even though he raged and argued with his Commanding Officer, Justin was not given his well-deserved leave. Sadly, he had to cancel all plans with his girlfriend and watch over these subpar trainees. With his annoyance, he wanted to take out his stress on his platoon, focusing all his anger on making their lives miserable.

Meanwhile at the guardhouse…

Some of Justin’s trainees were excused from the terrible training their platoon mates suffered due to guard duty. Despite standing there as sentry in the middle of the night, sweating under his uniform, Justin’s trainees at the guardhouse were relieved that they were able to skip one session of tekkan (Singapore slang for punishment without valid reason) training with Justin.

Most of them knew that it was his birthday this week. Many of them heard the screaming match between Justin and the Commanding Officer, that his leave was not approved due to certain administrative issues. Well, that bastard got it coming to him, for being so cocky and so vicious all the time. Yet, they kind of got the short end of the stick, suffering as they are now from his anger release. The trainees at the guardhouse could hear Justin screaming in the distance, yet that sent chills down their spine nonetheless.

Despite it being in the middle of the night, the sentry on duty spotted someone walking towards the camp from a distance away. Their camp had only one road in, and it doesn’t seem like this person was lost. Upon closer look, the soldiers realised that it was a girl that was walking towards the camp. Having been deprived from girls for the past few days, the soldiers stared intensely at the girl.

She had makeup on, that was for sure, red luscious lips. She wore one of those straight cut dresses that suited her slender body just nicely, carrying an expensive looking clutch and a matching pair of high heels. Upon closer look, the trainees found her to be quite familiar, yet they could not put a finger as to where they have seen her before.

The girl walked with an air of confidence, knowing that the ogling eyes at the gate were staring at her, lusting after her looks. She didn’t think herself to be very much of a looker or extremely chio (Singapore slag for pretty), but someone when guys in uniform are seem, the stereotype was that they were sexually deprived men with sex in their heads whenever they see a female.

Stopping at the guardhouse, she knew what she had to do, having run through the procedures with her other male friends who were serving army at the same time too. She exchanged her NRIC for an access pass, stating her business was for that of a meeting in camp with certain important personnel.

The trainees at the guardhouse were a little taken aback at the strangeness of her tale. Checking her NRIC, the name upon her card, ‘Tan Wei Ting’ seemed to strike a bell in their heads. Linking the dots together, they knew that Justin’s girlfriend’s name was Wei Ting, and that he often had a photo of her on his office table. That’s where they have seen this girl before.

Despite her reasons being of that for the purpose of a meeting, the trainees knew that Wei Ting was here to surprise Justin on his birthday, seeing as he was stuck in camp, unable to go out to celebrate his birthday. The trainees knew that they could not deny someone entry unless they notify an officer of the ‘situation’. With the Commanding Officers out and Justin being the Officer-in-charge, the trainees could not do anything, as they knew that Justin would get his way anyway.

However, one of the trainees thought of something…

Wei Ting’s perspective…

Wei Ting walked past the gate, relieved that she was able to get pass the guardhouse with not much of a hassle. Indeed, most of her male friends were right. The security in the camps here are really lax. She knew that he was angry and annoyed that he couldn’t celebrate his birthday with her. She wanted to surprise Justin at night, knowing that this was the least of all places that he would expect her to be.

She held in her bag his present for tonight, a pack of 12 of condoms. Upon his initial plan, Justin’s day trip ended with a hotel stay at a local boutique hotel. She knew that he booked the hotel for a romantic night, a grand plan for their first sex together. Wei Ting was glad to give away her virginity to Justin, she loved him more than any other guy that has come across her life in the past.

Following the source of the screaming, she found Justin to be in the middle of the parade square, instructing the trainees to run around the parade square, guiding them in their strenuous training. She admired him in his uniform and his beret, looking all swag and mighty compared to the sweaty trainees in their sweat drenched uniforms, their faces looking all shag and tired behind their mask of camo cream.

Wei Ting stood in the shadow far away, keen not to be seen by Justin before midnight has passed. Sitting down on the stone ledge on the roadside, she placed her clutch by her feet and she watched as Justin continued to train his platoon through random acts of training, more screaming, and more trainings. After some time, Justin finally called it a day at 30 minutes past midnight, ending the training for his platoon and heading back to his bunk to rest for the night.

Wei Ting followed closely behind, ensuring that she was not seen by either the trainees nor by Justin himself. Upon entering the cover of the building, she removed her high heels, trying to make as little noise as possible while tailing Justin. She noted the room that he entered, the bunk that was supposedly his. Wei Ting knew that Justin had the privilege of having a room all to himself, him being an officer and all.

Sitting at a stairwell in the secluded corner, Wei Ting continued to watch as Justin went about his usual activities, bathing, dressing for night, and he even sent her a goodnight text before she noted that his lights have turned off and Justin has turned in for the night. Wei Ting waited a while longer, ensuring that her boy is asleep, before picking up her bag and heading off towards the direction of his room.

Trainee’s perspective…

For the past hour, the pair of guards that were supposed to be patrolling the camp perimeters stationed themselves near their own building, watching Wei Ting from around the corner. She was sitting on the stairwell, oblivious to her surroundings, often turning her head towards the Officer’s bunks to check on Justin.

The rest of their platoon had their lights off, but the pair of them have already let in on what they were going to do, and they knew that the entire of Justin’s platoon were upstairs, keeping themselves awake to prepare themselves for what was about to come.

As Justin’s lights were turned off in his room, Wei Ting waited a while longer before making her move. The trainees stared from the darkness behind the bush they were both camping at, notifying the rest of their platoon that their plan would be set into motion soon.

The patrols have managed to get rid of all their gear at the guard house, trying to minimize the noise that they would make while stalking Wei Ting. Nevertheless, both patrols took whatever that was necessary for their plan to work.

Wei Ting’s perspective…

Wei Ting headed up the stairs to the second floor, towards the dead-end corridor that had Justin’s room. She looked around her surroundings once more, noting that it was all quiet around the camp. As she turned to the door and placed her hands upon the handle of Justin’s door, she was suddenly greeted with a hand that wrapped around her mouth, silencing her from making any audible sound other than her muffled screams.

In her frenzy, Wei Ting tried to struggle against the muscled hands of her captors, but her captors simply lifted her up with his arm around her waist. Wei Ting was greeted, in front of her eyes, with a cold piece of metal that was pushed up against her forehead. She stopped struggling to look down the length of the rifle pointing at her to see a pair of eyes, both staring at her intently, threatening her into silence. Behind him, Wei Ting saw that an entire bunch of guys have showed up, each of them muscular and strong, all of them in the prime of their fitness.

Wei Ting felt fear coursing through her. Even as the guy carried her around her waist, she felt her stomach give way. There was a warm feeling of liquid passing between her legs, and Wei Ting realised that she peed herself in her fear, fear of what was going to happen. As her warm pee flowed down her legs and formed a pool of her shame around her captors feet, and the men around her grinned in amusement that she peed herself in fear.

She knew that she could not run away now, now that she was at a dead-end. In her fear, Wei Ting kind of forgot what she came her for. While the rifle still pointed at her, the men around her removed her expensive clutch from her, dropping it into the pool of pee that she created. She was then slowly lowered to the floor, her hands tied behind her back with some cable tie provided by the men.

The signal was given for Wei Ting to keep quiet, while the men infiltrated Justin’s bunk, where Justin slept soundly on the bed. Wei Ting wanted to warn him, that something bad was going to happen. Yet she could not bear to let Justin see her like this, the bottom half of her dress wet by her own pee, her makeup smeared with a few tears running from her eyes. Moreover, the rifle was still pointed at her.

The men moved around Justin’s bed quietly, slowly surrounding him in the night. Justin, being tired from the activities just a while ago, was sound asleep. He didn’t notice even when the men tied his hands together to the bed frame above his head. Justin continued to sleep, his dreams undisturbed.

Once again, the signal came for Wei Ting to keep quiet. One of the men squatted in front of her, with his face directly in front of her pee stained skirt. With his hands, he gently started to stroke her legs upwards from her ankles, running across her smooth skin, from time to time intersecting with the stickiness of her pee, stained upon her legs. Even as fear filled her heart and head, Wei Ting felt herself getting a little aroused from the gentle touch running up her thighs beneath her skirt.

As the hands reached her waist, they found the hemline of her thongs, a matching pair of red lace underwear that she brought from La Senza just a few days earlier for this occasion. Slowly, the man removed her panties, the wet and soaked lace separating from her body, her vagina feeling the breath of cold air as the panty soaked with her warm urine was removed from her.

Taking her panty away from her, Wei Ting saw the man squeeze the panty into a tight ball, before pasting one side of it into a duct tape prepared earlier by one of the other men in the bunk. She saw them signal 1… 2… 3... While one of the guys grabbed Justin’s head, Justin was shocked awake and his mouth opened to yell. Yet, opening his mouth was the mistake he made, because it was soon covered with Wei Ting’s urine soaked panties, the duct tape covered over the rest of his mouth to ensure that Justin was well gagged. Justin could not move, his hands were tied to the bed frame. His eyes were open wide in shock, staring at his girlfriend in front of him in disbelief.

Wei Ting started to sob silently, knowing that the night was far from over. With more cable ties, the men cooperated and tied Justin’s legs down to the bedframe as well, heavily restricting his movements. A pair of scissors ensued, and the men made shreds of Justin’s sleepwear, removing all his clothes off him.

Wei Ting stood there sobbing into her hands silently, he makeup smeared by her hands. Her boy was lying there naked, his body still well-built despite his dire situation. Nevertheless, no matter how Justin struggled against the bonds of his captors, he could not break free of the cable tie. His cock lay limp on his balls, the first live cock that Wei Ting has seen in her life, the cock that was supposed to take her virginity from her tonight.

With Justin being tied down, the men brought Wei Ting over to his bed, her face before his. She wanted to say something, but she couldn’t, not with the rifle pointing at her, the threat of the sheer number of guys in the room who could harm her really badly. Wei Ting could only tear, her teardrops streaming down the sides of her face.

With the same pair of scissors, Wei Ting felt the scissor go about her shoulders, cutting through the thin material of her dress around her shoulders. Wei Ting felt one side of her dress come off with the shoulder sleeves cut, and with another few clips, the other shoulder came off too, the entire dress falling down to form a circle around her knees.

Wei Ting was naked in the room full of guys with nothing but her bra on. Even then, her bra was a translucent red lace, and everyone in the room could clearly see her nipples through the sheer material even though it’s dark inside the room. As best as possible, Wei Ting tried to bend a little, hiding her bald pussy between her thighs. A few days prior, Wei Ting also went for a waxing treatment, to prepare herself for losing her virginity to the man she loved.

Her attempts of hiding herself was futile. With ease, the men threw her onto the bed right above Justin, her body hovering over his, her thighs spread apart with Justin’s body between them. Yet while Justin’s cock lay limp with fear, Wei Ting knew the rest of the room could clearly see her pussy, probably glistening with her pee and a little from her arousal from earlier on. Wei Ting looked into Justin’s eyes for help, but she only saw a helpless fear in him.

Out of the corner of her eye, Wei Ting saw one of the men step forward, taking off his pants in the process. Justin’s cock was limp but his was at full erection, his erected cock large compared to that of Justin’s. Getting onto the bed behind her, Wei Ting knew what was going to happen. Justin tried to scream into the gag, but he couldn’t stop what was going to take place. Wei Ting looked into Justin’s eyes, as she felt the tip of the man’s cock position itself at her opening. His eyes were angry, they were helpless.

The man grabbed her waist, and with one forceful motion, shoved his cock into Wei Ting in one swift motion. Wei Ting let out a little shriek, the pain coursing through her pussy as her first cock entered her, stretching apart her virgin hole. She felt the thick meat pulsate within her, the cock head large against the inner walls of her vagina. Yet she knew that this was not the cock she wanted. It was a stranger’s raw cock that was entering her, penetrating into her deepest, private areas. Wei Ting cried a little, her tears falling onto Justin’s forehead, all while he yelled muffled screams into his gag.

Slowly but surely, the man inside her started to pump in and out of her, his large cock head moving deep within her pussy. Wei Ting felt her virgin vaginal walls wrap around his cock, pleasuring him without her consent. She felt his hands upon her waist pulling her down onto his cock, his balls slapping her against her clitoris, her most sensitive of areas. While she looked into Justin’s face, Wei Ting could not help but moan in pleasure and release high pitched squeals of pain as the large cock ravaged her.

Soon, she felt the man pick up the pace, pulling her faster and deeper down onto his cock. She felt his shaft pulsate one last time as a spurt of liquid travelled up his shaft, depositing itself into her inner most areas, filling her up inside with warm liquid. As he pulled out from her, Wei Ting noticed at once that almost all the guys around her had their pants taken off, hands were stroking cocks, and the smell of lust and sex filled the entire room. Justin noted that too, but no matter how he struggled, the cable tie would not break.

Another man replaced the previous man, and Wei Ting felt another cock enter her once more, her insides stirred up once again. This time, with the warm semen within her, her vagina felt really full, and it also felt guiltily good to her. Another man approached the bed and set himself in front of Wei Ting’s face, another large cock obscured her vision. Pulling her head back by her hair, Wei Ting felt the thick flesh move past her lips, her lipstick smearing all over the smelly cock that was in her mouth, a taste of pee and pre-cum. Justin was below Wei Ting’s face, watching the balls smack flat right against her chin.

The other men started to surround the bed as well, and Justin could only watch while his girlfriend’s body was pushed to and fro between the two cocks, her pussy dripping warm semen unto his cock and balls, her mouth too small to close fully around the dick within her mouth, the spit and pre-cum falling out unto his face, unto the duct tape and all over his chest. Wei Ting gagged upon the cock, her throat relaxing to accommodate the huge length of cock in her tiny mouth. Her pussy felt sore from the banging, but her tight pussy still took it in alright.

Despite being taken my men she totally did not know, Wei Ting felt herself slowly being pushed over the edge as the cocks stretched apart her pussy and her mouth, making her feel like a slut right in front of her boy. Yet she could see that Justin was a little turned on by her fucking as well, his cock slowly rising to the occasion, yet getting nothing.

As Wei Ting came, she felt her body spasm, her pussy trying its best to choke on the man’s cock, squeezing it tightly. This sent the man behind her spurting the second stream of semen into her, once more warming up her sore insides. Yet, there was no rest for her. The next man quickly replaced her, shoving another dick into her even before Wei Ting finished recovering from her orgasm.

The man in her mouth shoved one last time into her throat, causing her to gag onto the thick meat. Yet as she gagged, she felt the cock clench up in her mouth, the muscles relaxing to give way to a spurt of liquid that travelled down the shaft, out of the cock head and directly into her throat. Yet as the cock removed itself from her mouth, Wei Ting could not help but spill some of the semen out, which landed on Justin’s nose and face, which was already covered in her spit.

One of the men removed Wei Ting’s bra, taking the pair of scissors to cut off the straps. Wei Ting’s breasts swung freely now, the soft mound swinging to and fro in the doggy position that she was in, her mouth still left open, sore from having a cock in it previously. The man at her now was still banging her ferociously, occasionally sending spurts of semen from the previous two leaking out from her pussy.

Some of the men around Wei Ting could not wait for their turn, but they simply finished off with their hands, spurting strings of semen unto her hair, back and her face. All the excess cum streamed down and around her body, falling upon Justin, who already gave up on struggling against the cable tie, but merely looked as his girlfriend was raped by the men in the bunk one by one.

Another guy finished within her, and another took his place again, and another also joined in by shoving a cock into her mouth. This continued while Justin looked on helplessly. Wei Ting couldn’t think straight. All she felt now was cock after cock after cock, cocks of different sizes penetrating in and out of her. She felt her insides all filled up, her stomach filled with cum too. As the next two finished, Wei Ting collapsed unto Justin, feeling his erect cock pressed against her pussy, where semen was slowly leaking out of her pussy onto his dick.

Another guy took over once more, but this time the guy took his cock to position it right in front of Wei Ting’s anus. Slowly, He started to push into her, inciting a small scream from Wei Ting into Justin’s face, screaming at the discomfort of a cock penetrating her virgin asshole. Soon, as Wei Ting’s ass was filled, the guy started to pump in and out of her dry anus, forcing her entire body to jerk forward, her breasts sandwiching Justin’s face. Soon, this guy came as well, filling up her other hole with more warm semen.

Justin’s Perspective…

Justin lost count of the number of guys who came within Wei Ting that night, but it was a really long night. As the guys started to be satisfied with her body, they started to sit around the bunk, as if waiting for something. As the last guy finished off in Wei Ting and wore his pants back on, Wei Ting lay against Justin, her body soaked in the cum of men, smelling really like sex. She could see Justin slowly crying, his tears mixed with the semen and spit that were on his face.

As the other men watched on, two of them approached Justin’s bed. Wei Ting and Justin did not bother much as to what they were going to do now, seeing as they have done so much damage already. Yet, Justin jerked back to his senses once again, as his cock was grabbed by one of the men, the hand spreading a cool gel coating his cock and balls. It was not long later that he realised what it was, when his cock and balls started to feel like it was heating up.

The men had applied lots of counter-pain unto Justin’s cock, causing the burning sensation. Justin teared as he felt his cock burn up, his limbs struggled against the bonds. He tasted the pee soaked panties in his mouth, his eyes teared at the anguish. Wei Ting could not help, being tired from all the banging that she received. Justin saw the two men pick up a clutch, one that he often see Wei Ting carry around. They took out a bag of condoms from her clutch and tore a packet open. Once more, they applied counter pain on the inner cap of the condom, and Justin prepared for the worse. In one swift motion, the men rolled the condom down unto Justin’s cock, sealing the counter-pain onto his cock.

Thereafter, more counter-pain was applied onto the outer layer of the condom, and when they lifted Wei Ting up again, Justin silently begged for them not to do it. Yet, he could only silently watch as they lowered Wei Ting and her cum filled pussy unto Justin’s cock, coated with the counter-pain. The pain was almost immediate for Wei Ting. The men muffled her scream with their hands as they helped her press her hips down upon his burning cock, engulfing both of their privates in the burning sensation.

Justin could see some morning light streaming through the curtains, and in the light, he noticed that some of the men were busy taking photos of the situation, his humiliation.

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.