Short Story: Its My Pleasure

As we entered the dark house at about 4am in the morning, I cannot help but be amazed at the tidiness of the house. Not an item seemed to be out of place, the cushions on the sofa were set perfectly straight, the floor was sparkingly clean. I felt the smooth marble flooring of your living floor as you guided me into the depths of your house, passing by closed doors.

Your room was just like the rest of the house; neat, tidy, everything arranged almost clinically. You sat me down on your bed and asked if I would like something to drink after the long night. I nodded, and you left for the kitchen, leaving ne to marvel at how your room depicted your meticulousness. You returned with a cup of water for both of us, and I was thankful for the liquid that flowed down my throat, cooling the heat from all the liquor earlier.

You smiled at me, a smile that seemed so warm and natural, and I smiled in return. You stood in front of me and placed your hands on me, kneading my stiff shoulders from dancing all night. I closed my eyes and sighed, allowing your gentle caress to soothe out the ache in my bones.

As you continued to massage my shoulders, I placed the empty cup of water on the desk beside me, moving my now empty hands to hug your waist, feeling the arch of your back. I pulled you in closer, my face now against your stomach. I took a deep breath and breathed in the smell of your perfume, your scent.

With your body closer to mine, I felt you bend downwards, one of your hands moving down my back, reassuring and comforting. Your other hand reached for my head and stroked my long hair, gently patting my head with the palm of your hand. I felt a warm fuzzy feeling within me, a purr building up somewhere deep inside.

I touched your bare arms, feeling your soft and smooth skin. I reached for your back and slipped my hands under your shirt, feeling more of your bare skin, this time also feeling the stiffness of your arched back, the well-toned muscles underneath your skin. I pulled upwards and you lifted your hands off me for a moment, for me to lift your top up and above your shoulders, above your head and then off you. I was faced with a flat stomach that I could be jealous of, and skin that was just as flawless as that on your arms.

You returned your hands to me, bringing my face close to you once more, gently running your hands down the small of my back. I automatically lifted my hands up as you reached for the hem of my top, lifting them off me as I did so to you. I shivered a little at the cool air against my skin, yet I was still warmed by all the alcohol that I took in earlier. I suddenly became very self-conscious, knowing that my figure was not as good as yours.

With one fluid motion, I felt the clasp of my bra release as you placed your hands on me once more, and my breasts fell forward without the support of my bra holding them in. You reached back and undid your own, your breasts spilling forward just like mine. Your nipples were light brown and almost symmetrical, your nipples erect against the cold of the air just like mine are.

I realised that I was holding my breath, appreciative of the beauty in front of me. Your hair was thick yet luscious, flowing around your head and unto your shoulders, stopping just short of your soft mounds. Your breasts were firm and bounced lightly, and they seemed like perfectly shaped globes. Your body was just as well-defined as the rest of you, and you had v-lines that dipped down into your jeans. I have never felt so attracted to someone of the same gender before.

I was greeted by your smile as you moved towards me once more, gently holding my head in your hands, so loving and so tender. I have never experienced this with any man in my prior relationships. Somehow, I felt like you knew my body better I did, holding me in all the right spots as I sat there not knowing what to do with my hands.

I placed my head between your soft breasts and hugged you around the waist, placing my fingers into the hook of your jeans. I pulled them down and revealed your v-line further, lines that disappeared into the pair of lacy thongs that you wore. I never dared to wear something that looked so adult, so feminine. I shuddered to remember that I was only wearing a pair of usual cotton panties underneath me.

You pushed me back onto your queen-sized bed, my body gently laying down at where you must have laid a thousand times before. I felt the depress of the bed as you got on top of me, you lips inches from mine, your light brown and warm eyes staring into my very soul. I was enticed and seduced, a warm fuzzy feeling developing within me that I knew was not because of the alcohol.

With my weight on the bed, you reached below me and pulled my bottoms off, more of my nakedness revealed before you. You did not look down to make me self-conscious, but you placed your hands upon my stomach and moved downwards, ridding me of my cotton panties.

I looked into your eyes as they moved closer, your lips suddenly barely inches away from me. I felt my lips graze against yours, both our lipsticks sticking together for a moment before your lips touched mine, pressing against me softly, gently, very much unlike men who just jammed their faces against my face. Even your kisses were perfect, and it felt like your lips were moulded to fit mine. It was soft and sensual, teasing me, making me want more.

Your hair cascaded around me, your fragrance mixing with my very own. One of your hands held mine, your fingers entwined around, holding me in comfort and security. Your other hand traced my skin, skin that was not as perfect as yours was. Yet in the heat of the moment, my insecurities regarding the many bumps around my body disappeared, and for that moment I felt as pretty as you were.

I never knew touching could make me feel this good. Your fingers moved about my torso, fingertips running across my stomach, upwards and upwards, till I felt them right at the bottom of my feminine mounds. I was still entwined in my kiss with you, your lips now gently nibbling on mine, parting for a moment and going back at them again, as if I was an appetiser in a fine dining restaurant.

Your hands circled my breasts and held them gently, your fingers occasionally drifting across my sensitive nipples. In those moments, I felt the purr within me escape momentarily, and I felt your smile on my lips as these little squeaks of pleasure escaped from my lips. I felt like a child in your hands, a child that was loved and appreciated.

I tried to hold your head as you held mine earlier, but I know my attempts at mimicking you must have been clumsy, as you giggled between kisses. Your hands now moved downwards slowly, and I arched my hips upwards, my lower body craving for your touch, ready to me made yours. How I willed for your hands to move faster, for your mouth to press hard against me, your tongue to ravage my mouth. Yet you were still soft and gentle, slowly increasing my desire for you, my lust.

I felt your hand above my pubis mon, circling the few strands of unkempt pubic hair that were untamed. I felt warm between my legs, and I wanted to badly to touch myself, release myself of the sexual stress that was building up deep within me. You broke away from the kiss, staring into my puppy eyes for a moment, admiring how desperate I must have looked.

You grabbed both my hands and held them above me, pinning them own with your left. Then again, you moved your head towards me, but this time going lower than my lips. I felt your soft hair on my chest as you descended upon me, your mouth against the nape of my neck. I could barely catch the purr as it came on the way out, my mouth opening with an O and my eyes shut, enjoying your soft lips against my neck.

Your free hand moved between my legs, gently stroking my thighs upwards and upwards, and moving on to the other thigh before it reached the top. Every fibre of me felt like I was like that of a drawn bowstring, ready to be released at any moment. I swear, in that moment I could feel the moisture of my sex slowly oozing out of me, a trickle of fluid flowing from the folds of my vagina down towards the crevice of my ass.

Yet you did not relent in teasing me, your mouth moving downwards towards my breast. As you took my nipple deep inside your mouth, I felt like a jolt of electricity run through me, and I was very sure that I could not catch the moan that now freely escaped my lips. As I arched my back, I could feel some of the stress within me being released. My body tensed up and let go, my first orgasm of the night ripping through me like a bullet. I shuddered as pleasure rocked my body, yet you continued to kiss me around my nipples. I did not know I could even cum without touching myself between my legs.

I felt myself panting as the last reveries of orgasm left me, and I was sure that you knew I came. You lifted your head off me as you smiled at me, a smile that was reassuring, a smile that knew that in that moment, I was already yours.

You released my hands and laid against me, watching each breath of mine, your fingers playfully twiddling with my pubic hair above my feminine parts. I placed my arms around you and hugged, and it was indeed a different feeling, hugging another girl like myself.

You leaned your head against my breast, possibly listening to my heart that beat like a sledgehammer, my breath that came in short gasps. The aftermath of the orgasm still rocked through me, and I was dizzy from the pleasure. I even felt like there was a sweet taste on my lips, a taste that I could not describe.

As your hand cupped my mound, I knew my night was far from ending. I wanted to tell you that I was tired, that you can stop, that that was the best orgasm of my life already. Yet, a part of me wanted more, that desired still the need to be filled, and so the whole of me laid there, waiting.

You placed your middle finger against my folds, and I finally realised how wet I was, my entrance entirely soaked through with my stickiness. I felt your finger slowly parting my lips, lips that parted easily due to my arousal. My wetness invited you in, allowing you to slip into my warm flesh.

With a tired gasp, I moaned is you entered me, your finger that was not as thick as a penis, yet it felt more fulfilling, filled with the emotion of trust and security, of comfort and of love. I knew I could crave this feeling more than the filing any penis could grant.

Easily, your slipped another finger into me, feeling my depths and wetness. I gasp as your fingers started to move. I was too tired to control the sounds that came from within me naturally. I simply held on to you as I parted my legs wider in the hopes of feeling you explore me deeper.

Your fingers felt better than my own, slipping in and out of me so naturally, as if it was your own vagina that you were fingering. Between each thrust, I turned to see you watching me as you drew me nearer to my second orgasm, eyes twinkling with playful pleasure, warm, brown eyes that captivated me.

I hugged you closer as I felt my body tense once more, and as I released, I clamped my thighs around your hand, willing you to stop as my second orgasm overtook my senses. Nevertheless, you did not stop, but continued to move your fingers against me, pressing your thumb against my swollen clit and your fingers pressing against what I knew was my g-spot, a spot I never knew existed.

Despite the beautiful orgasm I felt earlier, I never knew it could feel even better. I closed my eyes as the second orgasm started to rock me, your fingers moving about deep within me. Your mouth found mine as I moaned, or maybe screamed, my shrill voice covered with your mouth. Your tongue pushed between my lips, twisting and turning within my mouth as your fingers now moved deep within me.

With that, I felt myself lose control of my body as another orgasm rode upon my second orgasm, pleasure combined with pleasure, my mind blank and my body totally yours, under your control. I felt a gush of warm liquid exit the folds of my vagina, wetting my thighs that were still shut around your fingers, experiencing my first ever squirting experience.

I never knew a pleasure like this, a pleasure I could get drunk on, get addicted on. I broke away from our kiss and opened my eyes as I felt my body subside from the orgasm. I took in the beauty of your face, your hair falling upon me, your warm brown eyes. It was like I was experiencing love all over again. I felt my consciousness fading away, tiredness taking over, and your face was the last thing I recall as I blacked out.

Short Story: Consultation?

Why did they even need to have exams? Valerie sighed. She had already completed two exam papers, with two more papers to go to put an end to her miserable first year in university. Due to exams, there were no lessons at all, just endless hours of mindless mugging and studying, followed by more hardcore studying and mugging. Valerie had booked a consultation session with her professor that day, she had to meet him to clear some doubts and answer some questions. In her hand, she carried the past year papers that she had completed, along with a foolscap with a long list of questions that she had in mind to ask her professor that day. She was dressed extremely lightly, since the session was only limited to a short 30 minutes per student, and she was going back to her hall after that anyway. Valerie was not very pretty, she was more like a nerd during her JC and Secondary School days. She was quite the genius, always miraculously passing her quizzes and acing her exams, coming to university only to find out that there were loads of people smarter than she is. Yet as hard as she studied, she managed to keep her grades at an average of ‘A’ for the first semester, scoring a GPA of 4.7.

Valerie walked down the silent hallway of the staff offices, aware that her footsteps was the only audible sound in the carpeted hallway. The staff offices consisted of multiple individual rooms, and each room held the office of one professor. The place seemed eerily creepy to Valerie, and a few of the offices did not have lights on, indicating the absence of their owners. However, despite the school being on study break, Valerie was surprised that there were so many professors still working away in their offices. With hurried footsteps, Valerie searched the panels on the door, looking through the room numbers and the residing professor’s names.

‘Ah. Here it is.’ Her voice seemed to fade away into the distance, the silence in that hallway really too much for her to bear. She turned to the door with her professor’s name, and gave the wooden door a few light knocks.

‘Come on in.’ Said a muffled voice from behind the door, and Valerie opened the door hesitantly, this being her first time meeting a professor in his office. The walls of the office were decorated with endless shelves upon endless shelves of books, and despite the large volume of books that already occupied the shelves, the floor near the bookshelf had a few piles of books as well, and the space in the office was very constricted due to the mess all over the floor. There were certain odd apparatus littered on whatever space was available on the shelves, and Valerie also notices a few portraits of people and groups of people, some with her professor being part of the photo. Those must be his family photos then.

‘Valerie, is it? I received your email last night regarding consultation today. You may sit.’ She finally notices her professor, his old frame hidden behind a pile of books placed on a table. Her professor cleared some space on the table, shifting a pile of books off his table and onto the floor. Her professor seemed to be much older than her, and Valerie estimates him to be of about his late forties, seeing that he still had a head of healthy black hair. Her professor had the face of a grown man, and Valerie could see a hint in him of how handsome he used to be. Valerie sat down on the chair in front of the professor’s chair, waiting for him to take a seat.

‘So what do you have to ask me today…?’ Her professor sat down and clasped his hands in front of him, looking at Valerie through his black-rimmed glasses. Valerie took out the stack past year papers that she attempted, indicating for her professor to check through her answers, and correct her mistakes along the way. Her professor took out the first completed paper on top her stack of papers, starting with the paper from 2 semesters ago. While he was checking her paper, Valerie noted the expressions on her professor’s face, the frowns and the sighs that he gave away as he looked through her answers. If those were any indication of how Valerie had done for her past year paper, those weren't good indications.

Giving one last sigh, her professor looked at her and asked ‘It’s about two more days to your final paper and you’re still this far behind? Most of your concepts are wrong, and it seems like you have barely paid any attention at all during my lessons?’ Valerie was really worried. Was it really that bad?

Her professor turned to his computer and clicked around till he found her name in his records. ‘Ah. Valerie from Seminar 26, is that right? Well your course work seems to be on average, you barely even scraped through for a ‘B-‘. Your individual assignment seems to be terribly done too, you should be thankful that I gave you a ‘C+’ for that type of work.’

Valerie’s heart raced as she started to digest her thoughts. Well her finals for this module is indeed two days away as her professor has put it. By focusing on her other modules this semester, Valerie had decided to neglect this module of hers, only keeping till a few days ago to start revising for this module. She thought that the module was seemingly easy, and she could afford for last minute studying as she once did in JC. It was indeed too little, too late. Well what can she do now? She needed to maintain her First Class Honors for her degree, and if she did not get a good grades for this module, it was sure to pull down her whole GPA. Her mind started to search for solutions, going through the possibility of each solution and thinking of desperate measures.

Then one of the desperate solutions seemed to appeal to her, though it was really out of the world. Being a girl who scored a constant A for GP during her education in JC, Valerie recalled from her current affairs of that time, of how girls in university seduced their professors into giving them better grades. Desperate at that point in time, that wild solution seemed so logical and so simple to her. Yet being a virgin, Valerie had no idea what to do. Despite her professor being around her father’s age, somehow having sex with this older man did not daunt her from making the decision.

Valerie noticed her professor still staring intently at her, seemingly at a loss of what to do. Valerie sighed and wondered ‘Professor, is there anything that I can do at this point now?’

‘Well you can try going back to revise for the module once more. I feel that it may not be too late. If you study a little harder, just maybe you’ll be able to secure a ‘B’ for this module. Or as your classmates may have put it, perhaps you can tabao this module. Though I am not supposed to give you advice on such matters...’

Valerie got up from her seat, and her professor assumed that she was done with her consultation. Her professor attempted to pass her past year papers back to her, and Valerie simply collected it from him to place her stack of papers on the seat she just got up from. She edged around the table and came standing right in front of her professor, who was still seated in his chair, his facial expression frozen in confusion.

‘Please professor, I would do anything for my grades.’ Her professor was still confused, not knowing what this girl was planning to do in her head. Leaning forward, Valerie planted as best a kiss as she could muster on her professor’s lips, feeling his stubble prickling against the top of her lips. Her professor tasted like that of an old man, his lips a little dry from the air-conditioning in the room. It was a little uncomfortable, but Valerie wanted to get this over and done with. She stuck out her tongue and used it to part open her professor’s lips, tasting the mouth of a man more than twice her age. Her soft lips were pressed against her professor’s lips, and her tongue was exploring his mouth.

‘Stop it Valerie!’ Her professor seemed to regain his senses, and pushed Valerie away from him. Yet Valerie was quick-witted, she had already thought of a solution to make her request one that he cannot refuse. She started to unbutton her shorts, and she let the denim material fall to her ankles. Then she pulled her blouse over her head, and threw her blouse down beside her shorts. There she was, standing in front of her professor in only her underwear. Despite being a nerdy girl on the outside, Valerie took great care in choosing her underwear. Today, she wore a pair of matching nude colored underwear. Both her panties and bra were a little bit translucent, and Valerie was sure that her professor could see the dark outline of her pubic hair near the crotch of her tiny panties, as well as her light brown nipples through the bra that held her B-cup breasts. She could see that she was having a slight effect on him, noticing the slight bulge forming in his pants.

‘If you don’t want this, I would just run out into the corridor and scream that you tried to take advantage of me. Who would people believe huh, a nude girl? Or you?’ Seeing that her professor was silent and in a dilemma, Valerie decided to add on, ‘You might as well enjoy this right?’ Without waiting for a response, Valerie moved towards her professor and started to caress his face, tracing a line of kisses along the sides of his face, moving her hands over his body while she was kissing him. She felt his dry hair, his soft flesh, a body way past its prime.

Kneeling on the floor, Valerie was ready to go all out, despite being new to this whole experience. Her successful blackmail fueled her and all she had in mind was to pleasure this man who was twice her age, to get her much needed grades. Her hands fell upon her professor’s crotch, feeling his semi-erect dick under her fingers. She continued to stroke him through his pants, looking up to give her professor the sexiest nerdy girl smile that she could muster. It seemed to have a positive effect, as Valerie felt her professor’s cock continue to grow in hardness. She brought her face close to place her mouth against his crotch, feeling hard cock with her lips over two layers of cloth. She opened her mouth to cover the bulge with her open mouth, grasping her professor's cock with her teeth over his pants. She unzipped his pants, smelling her professor’s arousal escape from within, the warm and musky smell filling her nostrils and making her a little disgusted at the unusual smell.

Valerie reached in with her hands, and managed to find the waistband of his underwear, pulling it down to reveal to her the first cock she has seen in her life, a cock standing erect at about 5 inches, the cock of a grown man. To her, it was really ugly though, the red swollen head, the shaft a tone darker than her professor's skin. A tiny drop of precum was gathering at the tip of his cock, a clear teardrop on the head. She knew what she had to do. She brought her lips close to his cock once more, this time preparing to do what she had to do. She opened her mouth a little, stuck out her tongue and tasted the little bit of the precum oozing out of her professor’s cock. The taste was salty, and seemed to be a bit gross, smelling of the same smell of arousal and of pee. Yet Valerie did not hold herself back, and continued to flick at her professor’s cock with her soft tongue. She circled around the large cock head, and alternated between flicking and circling.

She did not know what to do, but she pretended that she was eating the most delicious ice cream popsicle in the world, sucking the tip of the popsicle as it melted to give her its sugary fluids. She continued to lick her professor along his entire length, lubricating the large cock. She held the lubricated shaft in her hands and started to stroke her professor while sucking him off. This was having obvious effects on her professor, as her professor closed his eyes and moaned in pleasure, enjoying a blowjob given to him by a younger girl. His wife never did that to him anymore, and he simply enjoyed the blowjob that he was getting, having not received one ever since his wedding night.

Just then, a knock came upon the door. Valerie and her professor both jerked upright, as a voice drifted through the door once more. ‘Professor, are you in?’ Valerie looked up at her professor, and decided to hide under his desk. She motioned for him to come forward, and signaled to him that it was alright. Her professor slid his chair back into position, his legs placed on both sides of Valerie and his erect cock in her face.

‘You may come in.’ Valerie could see both sides of the room from where she was under the table. On one side was her professor with his cock in front of her face, and on the other was the door to his office, from which she entered earlier. The door opened, and Valerie noted another girl entering the room. From what she could see, the girl seemed to have well-toned legs, and Valerie noted the hem of her floral dress.

‘Hello Cherrie. You booked consultation today right?’ Huh, Cherrie? Valerie knew her. What a coincidence. They were in the same Seminar Group. They were quite good friends in the previous semester. It was of pure chance that they have landed into the same classes again. They have become good friends over this short period of time, doing projects together and studying together. Yet Valerie knew she could not expose herself right now. What would Cherrie say, seeing Valerie dressed only in her underwear under their professor’s table? Hmm. Valerie looked at her professor’s cock, throbbing in her face, as Cherrie sat on the other side of the table. Valerie could see her legs up close, and she could see a little triangle of her black underwear up her floral dress. Perhaps she was sure that no one would look up her dress, Cherrie sat a little haphazardly, exposing her black underwear to Valerie’s eyes.

Done with the formalities, Cherrie started to ask some questions, all of which were answered by her professor, clearing some of the doubts she has. Valerie looked at his cock, which did not shrink the slightest at all, and it was still throbbing in her face. She thought of an idea. She took his cock in her hand, and felt him jerk a little. She resumed what she was doing earlier, stroking his cock as the consultation continued. Valerie used her mouth to envelope his cock head into her mouth again, tasting that weird taste in her mouth once more. She continued to lick and stimulate him, using her hands to alternate between stroking his shaft and playing with his balls. She could hear her professor stuttering a little already, his words a little hurried and in short phrases when he replied Cherrie's questions.

‘Professor, are you alright?’ Cherrie asked.

‘Nah I’m… I’m fine. Just a… A little cold. That’s all.’ The professor continued to stammer.

‘Oh, your jacket’s here.’ Cherrie picked up her professor’s jacket from beside the door, and started to move towards the side of the table where Valerie was still sucking his cock. Oh damn, Valerie knew how nice Cherrie can be. Her professor was a little stunned at her kind gesture, but could not do anything to stop her from coming to his side. Valerie looked up to see her professor, a little lost for words, and Cherrie was just standing there, her feet beside Valerie’s clothes, her mouth gaping open in exclamation at the scene that she was looking at.

This was somehow shocking to Cherrie. So her mind started to digest what was going on. Well she knew that Valerie wasn't doing well in this module as well, so seeing as how Valerie was kneeling on the floor with her professor's cock in her mouth, it seems like she was sucking him off for her grades. In that split second, Cherrie had to make a decision. Seeing as how Valerie was her good friend that she made since coming to university, she decided to take a leap of faith as well.

'I'll let this slip past... If I get whatever she's getting, okay?' The professor nodded reluctantly, being blackmailed by two girls at a time. Seeing as how Valerie was her good friend, she decided to join in. She approached their professor, and put her lips against his, just as Valerie had done a few minutes ago.

Having a few boyfriends in the past as well as being attached now, Cherrie was much more experienced than Valerie was, her soft lips finding the right angle over her professor’s mouth, using her tongue with expert skill. At the same time, the professor’s cock was being serviced by Valerie, her head going up and down on his cock head, her hands sliding all over his shaft, well-lubricated with her saliva and his precum. The professor could feel his orgasm coming, yet he wanted to get what was worth out of this blackmail. Pushing himself away from the table, he indicated for Valerie to come out from underneath. Due to this, Cherrie also had to break off her kiss with the professor.

‘Lay down, girl, if you want that ‘A+’, I better put you to work for it.’ He pointed at his table, and Valerie got onto it, lying down on the table with her butt at the edge of the table. She knew what was coming. Her virginity was going to be taken, and taken by her professor for the sake of her grades. Her professor approached her, and Valerie could see his cock, the rod of meat that was going to be inside her within moments. Valerie knew that there was no going back anymore. Her professor pushed aside the crotch of her nude satin panties, his slippery cock head placed at the entrance to her pussy. His cock needed no extra lubrication, already well-lubricated by his precum and Valerie's saliva.

Cherrie watched as her professor started to push into Valerie, his cock too large for her small tight hole. Valerie bit down on her teeth, feeling the pain of being stretched by his large cock. Yet the pain was still bearable for her, and Valerie did not utter a sound. As she felt his head enter her, Valerie thought that the worst part was over. Then she felt his cock push past a barrier, tearing her hymen and the rest of his cock sliding smoothly into her. Valerie let out a yelp of pain, as her professor’s cock took away her virginity, sinking all the way deep into her. Her professor was a little shocked that she was a virgin, but it felt so good to be in a fresh pussy, unused by anyone else. Valerie’s pussy was really tight, her hole squeezed around the cock of a grown man, and she could swear that the cock felt like it was reaching her stomach.

Hearing her yelp, Cherrie noted that Valerie was a virgin, and from her experience, she knew that her first time would hurt a lot, just like how it had hurt from her first time back in her JC days. Wanting to minimize the pain for her friend, she knew she had to help her professor finish fast. Cherrie got onto the table as well, her legs placed on both sides of Valerie, and she resumed kissing her professor. She took his large hands and guided his hands to her breasts, allowing her professor to molest her, so that he will finish faster. She pulled her dress downwards, revealing her two firm mounds for her professor to hold within his hands, the firm breasts of a young girl, a feeling he has not felt in ages.

Valerie was face-to-face with the black crotch of Cherrie’s panties, and she could smell Cherrie’s slight arousal from the situation. Her professor’s cock was inside her, causing her a lot of pain. Trying to distract herself from the pain, she lifted her head up to nuzzle her nose against Cherrie’s pussy, smelling the sweet nectar of her friend, a smell so much sweeter than her professor’s precum. She heard Cherrie moan from above her, her pussy stimulated at the unexpected contact. Her hands being free, Valerie spread open Cherrie’s ass and started to lick at where she supposed Cherrie’s pussy would be, trying her best to distract herself from the pain by tasting Cherrie’s sweetness. Cherrie moaned into the professor’s mouth, feeling her friend’s tongue flick over her sensitive regions. She felt herself getting even more wet there as well, her pussy juices and Valerie’s saliva soaking up the smooth black material. Valerie enjoyed the taste of another female’s pussy, and she started to lick even more fervently, the sweet taste distracting her from the soreness that she was starting to feel in her pussy.

The lesbian act by the two girls was really turning the professor on. The professor felt his orgasm approaching once more. This time, he was satisfied enough with the sex these two girls were giving him, his cock buried balls deep within the pussy of a young virgin girl,  and another girl's firm tits within his hands. The tightness of Valerie's pussy was wrapped around his cock, and he has never had sex this good in quite a while already. He started to thrust faster and faster into Valerie, and his hands held firmly onto Cherrie’s round tits. Giving one last shove deep into her, he started to cum into her, his spurt of white semen hitting deep within her, filling her up and almost overflowing. Valerie felt the semen hit her vaginal walls within her, the forceful fluids hitting her innermost parts. As her professor pulled out, the tightness of her pussy resumed a little of its original tightness, squeezing a little of the semen out and onto the carpeted office floor.

Their professor then went to grab a few tissues to clean up his cock, while Valerie and Cherrie got off the table to clean up as well. Valerie's pussy was a little sore from sex, and she readjusted her panties over her cum filled vagina. Both girls adjusted their clothing, picked up their belongings and thanked the professor for the consultation session. 

As turned to leave their professor’s office, the professor said ‘Well… I have to say, both of you girls are well-deserving of the ‘A+’ you’ve earned. Good job.’ 

Short Story: Getting MC

Eileen was in her final year of studying Medicine at university, and as required by all Year 5 Medicine students, she had to go on an internship with a medical institution, in order to gain a first-hand experience of what it is like to practice Medicine in the real world. Due to her overseas exchange from the previous semester, Eileen was slightly delayed from returning back to Singapore to attend the interviews for her internship opportunities. In the end, she missed out on several golden opportunities to complete her internship opportunities. In the end, she missed out on several golden opportunities to complete her internship at more renowned hospitals, and she had to settle for an internship under the Ministry of Health, as a trainee doctor at the poly clinic near her house.

During the past 2 months as a trainee doctor, Eileen was familiarized with the regular patients that visited the polyclinic. They were made up of mostly the elderly coming for their regular medical checkups, or young mothers coming to do their scheduled medical examinations on their newborn child. Occasionally, she would encounter students or young adults, feigning illnesses in order to get a medical certificate (MC) to serve as a valid reason for absence from school or from work. This particular group of patients intrigued Eileen the most, as she was amused by how they feigned sickness, with common symptoms such as a runny nose, nausea and vomiting, and ‘braver’ patients claiming to have had high fever the night before, that seems to have mysteriously subsided that morning. Due to this, Eileen had to discern between patients who are really sick, and patients who are just pretending. Being a student herself, she was actually quite good at identifying those feigning sicknesses.

It was a Monday morning. Resisting the urge to go back to sleep, and Eileen put on a white tank top and a matching skirt, and made her way to work. Her slim and petite body fitted well in the clothes that she wore, but it was a little disappointing that she had to wear a doctor’s coat to cover up due to the cold and professionalism. Thinking about it, Monday happens to be a day where there were a lot more students or young adults feigning sick, as these people wanted an extended weekend to spend at home, away from their school or work. Settling down at her desk, she buzzed in her first patient of that day, an elderly grandma, coming to do a regular checkup on her aching back problems. After doing the necessary checks and prescribing the correct medicine, Eileen sent her patient on her way to the dispensary. Eileen buzzed in her next patient, and turned to the examination bed to prepare the bed for her next patient.

‘Um… Good morning doctor?’ It was a polite voice, and the unmistakable voice of a young man. Eileen turned around as her next patient peeked in. She took a quick glance at the name on top of the medical documents on her table, and replied ‘Yes come in and sit, Jun Li.’

Jun Li walked in hesitantly, making his way to sit on a chair beside Eileen’s desk. Eileen estimated his age to be about 18 or 19, and he had quite a well-built figure. Looking at the waiting slip that he has in his hands, Eileen noted the green colored card that he was hold onto as well, indicating that perhaps Jun Li was still serving his National Service in the army. Perhaps that’s why he was quite well-built and fit.

Eileen took a seat at her desk, and took a closer look at his face. Well he seems to be pretty cute. She noted his sharp features, tanned complexion and his eyes a shade of dark brown under the light. His hair was neatly trimmed at the sides and the back, the standard look of someone still serving the army.

‘So what brings you here…?’

‘Erm… I think I caught a flu. Plus I had a sore throat developing this morning.’

‘Open your mouth and say ah…’ Jun Li obeyed, and Eileen took a torch light to shine into Jun Li’s mouth, looking to check for symptoms of a sore throat. At that point in time, Eileen’s doctor’s coat opened up, revealing to Jun Li her petite body figure in her tank top. Eileen was used to stares, and continued to examine her patient. Jun Li’s throat seemed to be doing fine, and Eileen could not spot any inflammation nor any distinct features of a sore throat. Eileen took her torchlight away, and she started to suspect that Jun Li may be trying to feign sickness to get an MC. She forced a frown, long enough to make sure that Jun Li noticed her feigned confusion.

‘Are you sure you’re having a sore throat? Can you describe how you felt?’

‘Erm… It just felt like a sore throat lor, like my throat was really dry and it was quite painful trying to drink water.’ Jun Li seemed to be panicking, a clear sign to Eileen that he wasn’t really sick, but trying his best to feign his illness to get an MC. Eileen thought about it again, and thought that perhaps she could have some fun with Jun Li.

‘Well Jun Li, from what I can see, you aren’t having a sore throat, and it seems to me like there’s nothing serious at all.’ His face started to turn pale, and Jun Li was clearly having second thoughts of his actions. From all the stories that Eileen has heard from her guy friends in medical school, failure to produce an MC on a day of absence would warrant someone to get a punishment of extra duties at the least, with the worst outcome being imprisonment in the Detention Barracks due to Absence without Official Leave. She also knew that the punishment for feigning illness would be more severe, so she decided to take this even further.

‘From what I can see in your medical documents, you’re currently serving in the army. As far as I can tell, I do not think that you’re ill in any way, and I suspect that you’re pretending to be sick to get an MC. You do know that this is a very serious offense?’ Well, the medical documents bore no information of that sort, but Eileen was sure that her statements hit the target right on the mark, as she saw Jun Li’s face drain of all color and the poor boy breaking out in cold sweat. Jun Li was silent was Eileen continued to pretend to be the serious and righteous doctor, giving him a look that she was sure made him even more frightened of the consequences that could come.

‘Well, seeing as how this is, I think I’ll have to inform my superiors about this.’ Eileen was throwing all her eggs into this bet, hoping that Jun Li would try his best to persuade her otherwise.

‘I’m so sorry! Please don’t do anything! I just want an MC to take a longer weekend off!’ Jun Li was really panicking by now, and he was looking at me with his eyes almost tearing, being on the brink of tears.

‘Well, why should I give you an MC then?’ Eileen was dangling a carrot above Jun Li’s head, hoping that he will take the bait.

‘Please doctor, I’ll do anything.’ These words were what she wanted to hear, and Eileen was glad that her blackmail was so successful, now having the power to make Jun Li do whatever that she wants. She has always had a fantasy of having a guy at her control, and she relished at the power of being able to do ask him to do whatever she wanted of him. She smiled a sly smile, just enough to make Jun Li relax just a little, wondering about the impact of what he just said.

‘You sure you’ll do anything? Anything I tell you to do?’

‘Yes…’ He murmured, ashamed of being exposed of his actions.

‘You do know that if you fail to comply with the punishment I have in store for you, I’ll just have to do what I mentioned earlier, and I’m sure that’s not what you want right?’

‘Yes. I’m so sorry.’

Satisfied with his answers, Eileen mentioned for him to stand up and come over to her. She tilted his body to face towards the door, his back to her so he doesn’t know what she is doing. Eileen decided to tease him a little before she did anything to him. She selected a 30cm wooden ruler from her desk, and stroked the wooden ruler along the contours of his body, tracing his shoulder blades, and moving down his spine. As she reached the bottom of his back, Eileen raised the wooden ruler off his body, and brought the flat side of the wooden ruler down onto his butt cheeks with a light smack. Jun Li shuddered a little from the sudden impact, but did not utter a sound. Eileen raised her hands to his butt cheek, caressing the spot that she has just hit.

‘From now on, every time I hit you, I want you to count it in sets of 4, just like you do your physical training from where you come from.’ Without listening for a response, Eileen brought her ruler down onto Jun Li’s butt again, hearing a satisfying smack landing on his firm ass.

‘One Two Three Four. Two two three four. Three…’ Smack after smack she delivered, increasing and decreasing intensity as she wished. As she hit his ass, Jun Li felt humiliated and shamed at the treatment that he is receiving. Despite that, as his body received a beating, he could not resist being turned on at the cute and young doctor hitting his butt cheeks with a ruler, his cock starting to fill with blood just as he felt his butt cheeks turning warm from the beating.

‘Ten two three four.’ Eileen stopped hitting and groped Jun Li’s ass, noticing him jerk upright from the foreign contact that was obviously not her ruler. She tilted her head to the side, noticing that Jun Li had a tent in his pants, the material being stretched to the front to accommodate the erection.

‘Oh you seemed to be really warmed up.’ Eileen said, as she reached forward and with one swift moment, grabbed Jun Li’s growing erection. Jun Li gasped but didn’t make a sound, afraid and confused as to what would happen next. He felt his cock rise further, pushing outwards at his underwear. Eileen grabbed her ruler again, and slowly inserted her ruler into the waist band of Jun Li’s shorts from behind. Catching ahold of his shorts with her ruler, Eileen slowly moved the ruler downwards, pulling Jun Li’s pants off him. His ass had distinct red markings of the ruler, and they glowed slightly pink from the spanking.

She noted his gray underwear, and moved to the front to get a better view of his erection. His cock formed a tent in his briefs, the thick material being propped up by his erection. Not only that, with the material being gray, there was a small circle of precum starting to show on his grey underwear.

‘Why don’t you take this off by yourself?’ Jun Li obeyed without saying a word, taking his underwear off, letting his cock spring upwards in the cold air conditioned room, his cock throbbing from the blood now flowing freely into his cock, fueling his erection. This was the first time a girl has seen his cock, much less a cute and pretty doctor. Ashamed of how he must look now, Jun LI tried to cover his erection with his hands. Yet his hands failed to cover all of his cock, which stood up straight and proud as it can be.

‘Did I give you the permission to cover your cock? Go over to the bed and bend over, and put your head and hands on it.’ Jun Li went over to the bed, and bent over obediently. However, as the bed was rather short relative to his height, he had to open his legs wider to accommodate for his height, bending down in a compromising position, revealing his asshole and all his privates to Eileen from behind.

Now this was really interesting. Eileen thought to herself. From behind, she grabbed Jun Li’s cock and started to stroke it, lubricating his shaft with the precum oozing from the tip of his cock. With her other hand free, she raised her hand to bring it down upon his ass again.

‘Now where is my counting?’ Jun Li obeyed, and started to count in a shuddering voice as Eileen continued to hit his ass and stroke his cock at the same time. It was really tough to multitask, knowing that the cute doctor is stroking his dick with her soft, small hands, her fingers sliding along his cock so smoothly, pausing a little and gently squeezing him just under the head of his cock, where he knew that was the most sensitive region, sending little waves of pleasure along his length. Yet the other hand was giving him pain, smacking his cheeks left and right, all while he was counting the number of times she spanked his ass.

‘Eight… Two… Three…’ Eileen knew that Jun Li was very near his limit, and decided to pause once more at the tip of his cock head, giving him another squeeze before she started stroking his cock faster than before, the entire length of him coated with his precum. Eileen pushed him off the edge, and Jun Li couldn’t hold on to his orgasm any longer. His body shuddered as he came, his cum spurting all over the disposable bedspread Eileen laid out earlier. Eileen hit his ass harder, and pain and pleasure blended into one as Jun Li came jet after jet of hot sticky cum all over the bed.

‘Oh great. Now you’ve dirtied the bed.’ Eileen picked up his underwear off the ground, and used his underwear to wipe off all the cum on the bed, the excess that leaked to the floor, and wiped down Jun Li’s throbbing shaft, which was still as hard as before.

‘Get onto the bed.’ Eileen commanded, and Jun Li obeyed and got onto the bed, lying down on top of the wet spots caused by his cum from earlier. Eileen stretched his underwear onto his face, letting him smell his own cum and preventing him from seeing what she was about to do. Walking to her desk, Eileen selected one of the extra-large gloves meant for doctors with larger hands. She cut off the middle finger section, and turned around to Jun Li. His cock was still standing upright, throbbing along with the blood pumping through his body. Eileen stretched the improvised condom over his manhood, and took off her doctor’s coat. She lifted up her skirt and pulled down the black cotton panties that she was wearing, and noted that her pussy was quite wet from the situation.

Eileen got onto the bed, positioning herself above Jun Li’s cock in a squatting position. As she lowered herself onto him, she directed his cock to the entrance of her pussy and lowered herself onto his cock. Despite the improvised condom not being lubricated, her pussy was wet enough for him. She sank his cock slowly into her, enjoying the feeling as it stretched and pushed at her vaginal walls from within. She continued to lower herself, until he was balls deep inside her and his cock filled her with a sensation of being full. Having a small and petite figure, large cocks felt even better to her than other girls of larger size. Eileen noted that Jun Li’s mouth was opened wide, gasping from the pleasure he felt with the warmth of her pussy engulfing his length.

Despite having orgasm-ed just moments ago, Jun Li’s cock was still hard. The throbbing of his cock felt like mild vibrations within her pussy, massaging her vaginal walls. Eileen started to move her body up and down his shaft, stroking his cock with her pussy gently and slowly. She clenched her muscles, squeezing his cock within her, releasing a moan from Jun Li. She took his hands and placed it upon her chest, and his hands found the small tits that she had, automatically caressing the small mounds on Eileen's chest. Eileen pulled her tank top and bra downwards, allowing Jun Li to toy with her small nipples that were standing outwards, erected from her arousal and the cold. She enjoyed toying with her nipples, as it sent little jolts of ecstasy into her as she rode his cock.

Eileen felt her orgasm slowly approaching, and she tightened her pussy on Jun Li’s cock, and moved faster than ever. She slammed her ass into his balls with all that she had, the rock hard cock reaching into her deepest parts, pleasuring her at places that she could not reach with her mere fingers. To Jun Li, Eileen’s pussy felt better than her fingers from earlier, and felt himself approaching orgasm once more. As the warmth surrounded the entire length of his cock, Jun Li came once more, his body jerking upwards involuntarily, pushing further into Eileen with the strength of his orgasm. Eileen felt the impact drive his cock further into her than she thought possible and she came alongside with him, her pussy squeezing out every ounce of cum that Jun Li had to offer.

Getting off his cock, Eileen took off the improvised condom, sucking and licking the cum off Jun Li's cock. She liked the way his cum tasted, which was probably due to the amount of exercise that he got while in army. She licked off every bit of his cum, even as his cock shrunk to its flaccid state.

Aware that she has spent much time attending to Jun Li, Eileen got off the bed and put her panties and doctor’s coat back on, before moving to her desk to fill in the prescription and MC as needed by Jun Li. She instructed Jun Li to get dressed, and he wore back his cum-stained underwear. Eileen passed Jun Li his three days MC, with the reason being swelling and red rashes over certain parts of his body. As she sent him to the dispensary, she told him: ‘Do come back within three days if symptoms persist. Ask for Dr. Eileen.’

Jun Li left with a smile, knowing that he would definitely come back to Dr. Eileen whenever he needed an MC, or if the swelling in his cock comes back. As she buzzed in her next patient, Eileen continued to work as per normal, this time with her underwear still soaked with her bodily fluids from earlier. Patients who feigned their illnesses were really interesting.

Short Story: Little Did He Know

It’s the recess week, but Brendan could not afford to take a break during the week despite not having lessons. There were Mid-terms tests after the break, and he even had a presentation on the first Monday after recess week. Dragging his feet to school during the recess week made him wonder why he even choose his course in the first place, especially with the crazy amount of workload piling up, and the demanding requirements from his tutors.

Moreover, Brendan was from Material Science Engineering, and Engineering schools have always been reputed for their lack of girls, and even lesser beauties, as compared to other courses like Business or Humanities, where girls are plentiful, and beauties in abundance. However, Brendan struck gold this semester, as his project group was led by one of the rare cuties in school, Li Ying. She was petite and quiet, and had a slim figure with a pair of breasts that seemed to be made for her body proportion. The clothes she wore often hugged her slender features well, and the demure and innocent look she wore all the time made her the wet dream of many guys in school. Despite having lots of guys approach her with confessions or simply just trying their luck with her, each and every one of them were disappointingly turned away, as she seemed to have no interest in them.

With her as Brendan’s group mate, he’s able to ogle at her during project meetings. More often than not, he caught himself staring at her body in a lustful way, and spent countless nights masturbating and developing sexual fantasies about her, jerking off to mental images of Li Ying, or even her Facebook photos. These masturbating sessions often kept him sane every day in the stressful studying environment that he is in.

With the recess week drawing to a close, and the project deadline approaching quickly, Li Ying organized a final meeting with the group on the Sunday before school resumed, to practice the presentation together in school. Brendan was elated as this meant that he could see Li Ying once more before the project concluded and they would part ways again.

Brendan decided to wake up earlier to practice his speech beforehand, hoping even for the slightest chance that he would impress her with his flawless presentation. He knew that chance was extremely low, but little did he know, things were about to change for him really quickly. Brendan seized the opportunity extremely quickly, when Li Ying contacted the group again during Brendan’s early morning solo presentation practice, asking for anyone in the group to help with practicing her parts as she was unsure of how she should practice, since she was quite shy in front of a crowd and all.

‘Oh my, this is my lucky day! Some time alone with the cutie Li Ying.’ Brendan thought. He immediately volunteered himself to help her, and made his way out of hall to find her in school to help her with her practice presentation.

‘Hey Brendan, thanks for offering to help. Sorry to trouble you for coming all the way to school this early in the morning.’ Li Ying seemed apologetic, but seemed pleased that he was here to help. Brendan waved it off, and they decided to head off to an empty classroom to help her practice for her presentation. Brendan analyzed her from head to toe. She was wearing a grey tank top that allowed a little of her innocent white bra to be seen from the side. From the front, her small yet firm breasts forced her tight tank top outwards, forming a shadow between her petite breasts that Brendan wanted to put his hands into. She was also wearing a pair of black FBT shorts, and her milky white legs caused Brendan to drool mentally simply at the sight of it.

As they were walking to the one of the old classrooms further away from the main building, Li Ying decided to go to the toilet. However, there were no female toilets around, only a male toilet as well as a handicap toilet. Having no choice, Li Ying used the handicap toilet, and then they continued on their way.

‘Oh no, I think I left my stuff in the handicap toilet earlier on! Would you mind if we went back together to get it? So sorry.’ Li Ying exclaimed, and they both made their way back to the toilet. As Brendan was the faster walker, he went ahead of Li Ying, glad to impress her at a moment’s notice. As he opened the door, he noticed a bag lying on the cistern. He heard Li Ying’s hurried footsteps from behind him, and proceeded to reach for what he supposed was her bag. The next thing he knew, something hit him behind his knees. Brendan lost his balance on the slippery floor, and he crashed headfirst against the cistern, and then he blacked out.

Brendan came back to his senses from someone slapping his cheek. His head was throbbing mildly from the short black out. He tried to open his eyes but saw nothing. He realized his eyes were covered, and tried to raise his hands to uncover them. His hands were bounded, and so were his legs, which were tied in a way that made him spread his legs apart. The mild movement was noticed by the person slapping his cheek, and the person stopped and he thought he could hear a sigh of relief.

‘Oh thank God you’re awake. I thought I accidentally killed you.’ The voice was that of charming little Li Ying. Hearing her voice made Brendan at feel slightly reassured that Li Ying was there. As the throbbing of his head reduced to a mild ache, Brendan started to think, and he wondered why he was tied down and blindfolded, and what Li Ying was doing.

‘Hey Li Ying, what are you doing? Am I tied and blindfolded?’

‘Yep you are. I am the one who tied and blindfolded you.’ Li Ying said. Her voice had a certain smug that I have never heard before. ‘I noticed all your lustful stares all over my body in the past few weeks. This is punishment for all the staring that you’ve been doing.’ As she said that, Brendan felt a light smack on the insides of his thighs. He realized that he wasn’t wearing any pants, and he was only wearing his underwear. But he could not figure out what hit him. It felt too thin and solid to be her hand, almost like a belt.

‘Nothing to say huh? I noticed all your stares all over me in the last week. I bet you masturbated and jerked your cock off to me right?’ As her suspicions hit the mark, Brendan felt scared and the beat of his heart resounded in his ears. Despite the situation, hearing cute Li Ying speak those dirty words with her angelic voice started to turn him on, and he felt his cock start to rise to the occasion. With his legs wide open, Brendan was sure that Li Ying could see his growing erection from wherever she was. His thoughts were confirmed, as the same thing hit him just on the tip of his growing cock, slapping it to the side and causing blood to fuel his erection further. Brendan opened his mouth to give a shout of pain, but he found his mouth filled with a piece of cloth. With a dreadful realization, cute Li Ying was not the demure girl he knew, but she had a BDSM fetish. And here he was, being teased and dominated by her with a riding crop. This fantasy never occurred to him, but the thought of being dominated by her aroused him.

‘Getting aroused huh? Your cock tells me everything I need to know.’ Li Ying landed a few more gentle pats on his dick with the crop. ‘If you have to know, my panties are in your mouth right now. I wore it overnight, so it should smell just a little. It’s disgusting, but you’ll enjoy it right, being the horny little boy that you are?’ Brendan’s cock continued to grow as he inhaled Li Ying’s sweet scent on her panty. He smelled her pee, and he tasted the soft satin material with his tongue. Her panty was salty yet sweet, perhaps a mix of her pussy juices, sweat and pee. The body soap that she uses also left a faint scent on her underwear. Brendan felt aroused, knowing that this piece of cloth that covered Li Ying’s intimate parts were now in his mouth. Amidst his helplessness, his cock was so erect it hurt, and he was surprised that his cock did not tear out through his underwear by now.

‘I see you’re enjoying this. Well, you’re not supposed to, since this is a punishment after all.’ Brendan felt another sting across his thighs, his yelp muffled by his panty gag. ‘Here’s how it will hurt. You will not cum unless I let you do so, and if you do, there’ll be worse punishment in store for you.’ With that, Brendan heard fumbling in the distance. Something cold touched against his hip and went snip. He felt his underwear part at the side and his cock stood at attention in the cold air. Li Ying moved the surgical scissors to the other side, and released Brendan’s cock fully from its confinement. More fumbling, and Brendan felt Li Ying spray something cold around his cock and onto his balls. Unable to see nor move, he heard the snip of the scissors going away at his pubic hair, and felt the hair fall away from his skin. Li Ying drew a razor across his pubic hair, and Brendan was helpless as she shaved him clean.

After the shave, Brendan’s cock did not shrink at all, but stood as tall and proud as it could in his situation. He heard fumbling as Li Ying kept the shaving materials. Then, he felt something soft on his cock, a soft and warm feeling at the tip of his cock. Brendan moaned as she stroked his cock up and down, wetting his cock along the way. He felt his cock being engulfed by soft lips, and he realized that Li Ying was giving him a blowjob. Her small fingers were wrapped around his shaft, and her warm and small mouth was closed around the head of his cock, sucking and stroking his manhood gently. After being shaved, it made it even better as her skin was directly in contact with his, intensifying the sensation. It took Brendan almost all of his willpower not to cum right there and then, even as this moment that he has fantasized about for the past few months has come into being. Li Ying slowly removed her hands and relaxed her throat, and tried to take Brendan’s entire length into her mouth. Brenden felt her lips moving all the way down to the base of his shaft, his cock squeezed tightly in her throat. He could not take it anymore and his body was at its limit. He clenched the muscles in his penis as tight as possible to stop himself. Just before he went beyond the point of no return, Li Ying drew her mouth away from his cock, removing her hand and leaving his body as taut as a drawn bowstring, just a bit away from orgasm.

Just then, Li Ying brought down the crop onto Brendan’s cock, hitting it with the flick of her wrist. Li Ying continued to whip his cock, swinging his engorged member all around. As pain travelled down his shaft, his groans of pain were mixed with his moan of pleasure as the hard leather hit his cock. As his cock flew back to its upright position, Brendan could not hold on any longer despite her order. He started to cum, shooting spurt after spurt into the air. He felt his cum land on his feet, on his thighs and all over his torso. As he came, Li Ying started to whip his cock faster, squeezing every bit of semen from his cock with her crop. This has to be the first time Brendan actually came so hard, intensified by the pain caused by Li Ying’s whipping.

As his orgasm came to an end, Li Ying stopped her whipping. As the remnant semen trickled down his cock, Brendan lay there panting from the intense orgasm, his body shaking from the large force. His mind was in ecstasy, and his cock was still throbbing from both the pain and the orgasm.

‘Oh you naughty boy. You came without my permission.’ Li Ying cooed. Brendan felt Li Ying climb onto his, her knees on his thighs. She placed her hand behind his head, ruffling through his hair. She grabbed hold of a tuft of hair and pulled his head backwards sharply to expose his neck. Brendan was being manhandled by Li Ying, but he let it happen, enjoying the dominance she has over him. Li Ying leaned near his neck, placed her mouth against it and gave Brendan a hickey as she kissed his neck forcefully. Brendan felt her soft breasts against his chest, his still hard cock pressed against her groin between her legs. Li Ying lined a row of kisses down his body, stopping near his right nipple to give it a little suck. As Brendan moaned, he could feel his cock still throbbing, it’s head held high in the air.

Then, Li Ying got off from his thighs, and Brendan wondered what was going to happen next. After some time, Brendan felt Li Ying’s soft hands on his cock once again. But this time, her hands seemed to have lube on them. Li Ying lubed his entire cock, covering his entire length with it. He felt her hands on his thighs, as Li Ying slowly lowered himself over his cock. Brendan felt Li Ying remove one hand from his thigh to position his cock. He felt his dick at her entrance, which seemed to be dry. As Li Ying continued to lower herself, her hole relaxed and opened, welcoming his cock into her body. Warmth started to engulf his whole cock, as Brendan felt his cock being squeezed into her petite body. As she lowered herself all the way, he felt her ass cheeks against his pelvis, and he knew that he was fucking her ass.

Her ass was tight, and Brendan felt his cock being tightly fitted into her hole. The lube made it better, and it was even more comfortable than his fist when he masturbates.  As Li Ying started to move, his shaft left her tight hole, only to be pushed back in again. Every time Li Ying moved up and down, Brendan felt as if she was trying to milk all of him through his cock. He felt her spread her legs, and he could even feel her touch herself between her legs as she received anal from Brendan. When she started to finger herself while fucking Brendan, Brendan could feel the movements of her fingers within her pussy from his cock in her ass.

Brendan felt Li Ying slowly increase the tempo as she got used to the size of Brendan’s cock in her ass. He felt her finger herself faster and faster as she slammed her ass against Brendan’s thighs. He knew that she was approaching orgasm as her body started to tense up for it. As she tensed up, her asshole squeezed even tighter around Brendan’s cock. The additional pressure around his cock pushed Brendan over the edge once again, and he had another orgasm for the third time, shooting the remaining of what he has deep into Li Ying. As he came, he felt Li Ying reach her orgasm as well, her body going through wave after wave of pleasure, forcefully jerking Brendan’s cock in the process.

As both of them rested from the orgasm, Li Ying slowly stood up, and Brendan’s limp cock flopped out of her ass. Li Ying then removed her panties from Brendan’s mouth and cut him loose from the bonds. As he removed his blindfold, it was just in time to see the handicap toilet door shut behind her. He saw his cock, clean from her shaving, and red from the whipping, a reminder that this was not just a fantasy. His wrists and ankles were also slightly red from the ropes he was tied with earlier. He could not put on his destroyed underwear, so he put on his pants and feeling slightly free as his cock and balls swung to and fro. Adjusting himself in the mirror, he spotted the hickey that Li Ying left earlier on his neck. Li Ying stood outside waiting for him, as if nothing has happened and he was just using the bathroom. Practice presentation went smoothly, but Brendan could not help but forget his lines whenever he caught Li Ying’s gaze, which was made worse when she gave him her signature angelic smile.