Erased Memories

The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #32

19 Oct 12, 02:42

A chant on the straw doll. And there it went into the drawer.

Peach: Hey love, wanna have a threesome? It’s been a long time since we last called that dead log. How about it?

Brad: Great idea.

Brad dialed and Leng picked up to her dismay.

Brad: Get your fucking ass here Leng. Now. Remember, your video is still with us.

In the background, she heard Peach laughing.

She had no choice but to oblige. Leng arrived and went to the room. The bell rang. Peach opened the door, pulled and dragged Leng, threw her towards Brad and both of them started their carnage.

Suddenly Peach’s eye’s pupils turned dark as a sense of intense lustful heat filled herself. She stopped the action and told Brad.

Peach: Hey Brad, I need to go. Forgot I need to go somewhere. You enjoy the moments with this zombie girl ok?

Leng was doing cowgirl with Brad.

Brad: Go on. She would not do anything one. We have the tapes. Hahaha

Both Peach and Brad laughed as Peach left.

Brad: What are you looking at? Pump hard you pu bor!

Leng leaned close to Brad and whispered.

Leng: Sss ahh.. you wana see the slutty side of me? I will moan in pleasure only for you Brad. Only for you. Ahhhh..

Brad nodded like a puppy as his tongue sticked out.

Leng licked his ears as he seemed high from Leng’s lick.

Leng: How about covering your face with my panties? I’m sure you will like it.

Brad nodded immediately as Leng took the panties and covered his face. Brad was busy sniffing it and licking.

Leng: Now my bra.

She placed her lingerie on his face as Brad explored her bra in detail. He was smiling so happily.

Leng: Why don’t we try something kinky? I’m sure you will love it. Let’s cover your eyes with the eye patch. You are not supposed to peep ok? So the feeling will be so ssss…mmmm…aaah… I want you to enjoy every moment Brad… do you want me to ahhh..ddooo..oo.. it with..ehhh..mm you?

Brad was covered with lustful thoughts as he was in paradise as Leng put on the eye mask on him. His eyes only seen darkness but the sheer thought of kinkiness made him grin in delight.

Leng thought of what Brad did to her. Rape, torture, abuse, violence and forced blowjobs. The vivid memories would always haunt her.

She rubbed Brad’s chest and licked his nipples. And her fingers moved in teasing as if they were lips, until she held his prick with one hand and the other on his balls, and squeezing it gently in circular motions. Brad was in the top of his world.

Leng: How is it Brad? You like it?

Brad: Yes..ahhh.

Leng grinned as she looked at herself in the mirror.

*Let’s see how long you will be enjoying this session*

__________________________________________________

A Long Awaited Affinity

Do you believe in Fate?

The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #33

19 Oct 12, 16:13

Peach found herself burning with lust in a way she didn’t know why. She just knew that she was a cat in heat. She was sweating bit by bit with her face getting red. Her nipples were erect and it can be seen on her bra.

She hailed a cab and words came out from her word without control. Mustafa please. The taxi uncle drove on and he was really turned on with Peach turning red and some moans escaped. Peach was placing her fingers near her vagina and the other hand grasped her own breasts.

Passengers on the bus looked down in happiness seeing the scenario. Some placed their hands in the glass panel and the old man in the bus was drooling seeing the sight. The traffic light turned green and the taxi driver was just too busy looking at his passenger when honks came from behind, startling him as he moved. The sound: Booooo came from the disappointed passengers. They gruntled and grumbled.

The taxi driver was trying to keep his eyes on the road when Peach’s hand stretched over to the uncle’s groin and rubbed. The uncle jumped. He tried to stop it but yet he was so turned on my Peach. He looked around and turned towards an dark parking lot.

Peach unzipped his pants and the uncle’s dick was standing in anticipation for Peach to take action.

Peach: God. I’m in heat. I can’t take it. Ahhh…sssss….

She opened her mouth and took Uncle’s dick wholly in her mouth. Her head moved quickly up and down. The uncle could feel his dick touching her throat and it felt really good. Her tongue action was circling, licking, tickling, lashing hungrily. Peach pulled the uncle’s hands to touch her breasts. Of course the uncle grinned as he slid his hand under her tshirt and caressed her breasts. He pulled down her strapless bra and grabbed her assets with both hands, pulling her nipples. Peached arched and her suction became more intense. She sucked in and held her breath, pumped, then released and sucked it tightly again and repeated the action.

The uncle was good in trying to prevent himself from cumming. Guess he was a regular to the night scene. His hands tried to move to her jeans as he unbuckled her belt, unbuttoned the top of jeans, pulled the zip. The steam from his desire fogged his glasses a little as he tried to stretch to touch her pussy. The sheer excitement led to him releasing his load into her mouth.

Gameover he thought. Peach swallowed everything as she lifted her head. And wore back her clothes.

Peach: That felt good.

She stared at the driver who was still trying to decipher what happened.

Peach: Ooi uncle. What you waiting for? Drive la. I need to go Mustafa la. I don’t need to pay you right. I just paid you.

The uncle nodded as he drove and brought her to the destination.

She stepped out from the taxi and stared at the unfamiliar place. She has never been here. She looked around the never ending traffic. There were a lot of people taking electrical equipments here and there. Honks were an usual sound they hear. Her legs started to move and she walked towards a direction she didn’t know why. The workers there stared at her great body hugging tshirt with protruding nipples even when she was still wearing her bra.

Slowly they stood up and followed her. She did not pay attention to them as her legs carried her to walk into a small road with dim lights. She turned right and still walked straight while the followers behind her increased.

She stopped. The heat from her became overwhelming. Fuck. I need it. I need it so badly. The heat was back. She was sweating now. And here she knew she would have her desires fulfilled. On the side of the dark panel wrote: WORKER’S DORMITORY.

Her pussy was wet with juices dripping down. She could not explain why but all she knew was she was in need of it badly and in huge amounts.

She pushed open the door where the mast group of workers turned their heads. They were eating their packed rice with only curry gravy from their employers. The room was pathetically small. And double decked beds squeezed as though you were in a storeroom. It smelled heavily of sweat and urine. Not someplace you would want to live in.

The pairs of eyes stared in disbelief that a chinese lady with great assets stepped in. They were hungry wolves. It has been ages since they last touched a women. With the low wage that they have, it was almost impossible even to pay for a WL. Slowly more heads popped out from the far side of the room and the followers increased. She was like an exhibit.

To her surprise, she squatted down, took off her jeans and urinated on the floor. The pool of urine spread over the floor. The workers stopped eating their packed food. And advanced. She placed two fingers and inserted in herself.

She could hear mumbling voices and it became louder as they advanced closer. The followers came into the room seeing this girl masturbating.

The door slammed as the entire group took off their pants and charged towards Peach, tore all her garments quickly and they helped themselves to the buffet lady that laid there.

Peach suddenly regained her self and to her horror she was surrounded by faces she didn’t know and fucked by people she hated the most. She was outnumbered by the wolves in the dormitory. There were at least 30 of them waiting to pounce on her.

She tried to speak but dicks were everywhere. Covering her mouth, breasts and everywhere. Some cummed everywhere and some liked it on her face, breasts. Everywhere. In the corner of the dormitory she saw one worker taking out his huge old fashioned video recorder, recording this steamy scene to them.

It lasted for hours and hours. For they didn’t get enough. Her pussy was already beyond pain. It became numb.

The workers high fived each other in satisfaction as they went back to queue again.

She was lying on her own urine and covered in cum. They kept coming and the abrasion on her back increased as it was a concrete floor.

The workers threw notes of $2 on her with every turn. The night doesn’t seem to pass at all. It continued the whole night.

__________________________________________________

A Long Awaited Affinity

Do you believe in Fate?

The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #34

19 Oct 12, 16:32

She was lying on her own urine and covered in cum. They kept coming and the abrasion on her back increased as it was a concrete floor.

The workers threw notes of $2 on her with every turn. The night doesn’t seem to pass at all. It continued the whole night.

Some workers opened the doors and shouted. Their friends came in excited and quickly took their pants off. Some were gesturing all their buddies to come. There was a long queue extending all the way outside.

The wolves dragged her up, went to their bathroom and sprayed water on her to remove the fresh sperm covering all over her body. The water felt so cold. They soaped her and rammed her from behind. Laughters were everywhere. They dried her up with the towel that smelled foul. One of them took their mattress and laid on the floor. One worker laid happily down and the rest held her, opened her legs and put her cowgirl, except each leg was carried by the workers as they moved instead of her.

After that they threw her back to the mattress where the queue continued. Some slapped her and her huge breasts as it felt good to them. Some squeezed so hard it hurt. They pinched and bit till her nipples became red with skin tearing a little in the nipples. Her body was covered with bruises. They flipped her around and fucked her doggy. They urinated on her face and body. It was already in the morning where they left for work. Some feigned sickness in order to fuck her. She was covered in cum and reeked with dried urine. She picked herself up and went to the shower room to wash the cum and urine smell away. But it was so intense no matter how much she washed the smell was still there. It was by noon that the workers left. She picked up the notes lying on the ground. Dressed up with her torn tshirt. Her hair was badly messed up. Bruised eyes. Her face and body was covered with finger cuts. She dragged herself out and took a cab.

The cab driver sensed something was wrong and he asked.

“Lady are you ok? Do you want to go to the police station?”

She stared at the driver angrily.

Peach: Shut up you cb. I ask you to drive then you drive la. CCB. Ask so much LJ for what.

Peach stayed in her room for hours and hours staring at the mirror.

__________________________________________________

A Long Awaited Affinity

Do you believe in Fate?

The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #35

19 Oct 12, 06:03

Peach stayed in her room for hours and hours staring at the mirror.

She suddenly awoken to memories of how she set up all these actions to innocent people around her. Leng and Cynthia. She always laughs looking at them being violated and she would be there to witness their brutal acts.

*What have I done all these years? What made me do it? What was I thinking? They were once pure and innocent people. My hands are stained. With guilt and filth.*

She called Leng. But Leng did not pick up. Then she left a voice message with tears in her eyes.

She spent countless hours in the bathroom trying to wash the memories of the gangbang yesterday. The memories of the hungry eyes, laughter, hands, dicks haunted her. She scratched herself until she bled but nothing could seem to erase it away. Finally she got a taste of how Leng and Cynthia felt. She could do nothing but feel shame upon her actions. She slapped herself hard in her face.

*Retribution. Retribution. What goes around comes around.*

Peach wore her clothes and mustered courage. She went to the mental hospital.

Nurse: Cynthia. You have a visitor.

Cynthia looked at Peach. Suddenly the memories flooded in as she convulsed.

Cynthia: No no no… I don’t want…please. No…. NOOOo!!!!!!!

Cynthia bit her lips as it bled and covered herself with her arms. She was staring at Peach as if she wanted to devour her.

Her scream alerted the nurse as she rushed in.

Nurse: Get a hold of yourself Cynthia! CYNTHIA!

Cynthia regained herself with the nurse raising her voice.

Peach knelt in front of Cynthia and kowtowed to her.

Cynthia was taken aback. What was Peach doing?

Peach kept apologizing.

Peach: I’m sorry to have caused you all these Cynthia. I’m sorry. I really am. I know nothing I do can change anything. But I really wanted to tell you I’m truly sorry from the bottom of my heart.

Peach teared as blood was coming out from her forehead from her kowtowing. The nurse gestured for her to leave as Cynthia stared into blank space again.

Peach couldn’t think of anything to atone for her sins except the last thing she could do.

Heng was still in critical condition in the ICU. Tubes were hanging everywhere in his body. His insides were almost reduced to nothing. But he was still alive. He was still able to see and hear.

Sounds of stilettos were hear. *Clog clog clog clog* The shadow neared Heng as Heng opened his eyes to see who was there. He stared in disbelief as if he saw a ghost. The laughter shrieked and chilled Heng to the bone.

Outside the glass panel wrote: We deserved it. This is retribution.

What chilled him was it’s written in blood. By Peach herself.

Back to the Beach hotel, police gathered around the vicinity and sealed off the entire area. There was a tragic incident. The man was taken to the hospital immediately. His dick was sliced half just like a banana split. Nobody knew what happened.

__________________________________________________

A Long Awaited Affinity

Do you believe in Fate?

The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #36

19 Oct 12, 06:35

Peach surrendered herself to the police. She confessed everything to the police. About what and how they raped Cynthia and Leng. About how Daryl got the exit wound.

Daryl had set up the final trap as he mixed the drug into Cynthia’s beer bottle. It would cause her to be sexually aroused and become sexually hungry.

Daryl: Siao eh. Come drink with me. Today is the final episode of us together. How? Happy or not? Or you gan sad cos Macho man leaving you ah?

Daryl raised Cynthia’s face.

Daryl: But really hor… sad to leave you leh. You so good in bed. Gan ho gan. You have good stamina hor. Of course la, you in the atheletic team leh. Everytime so song.

Daryl squeezed her breasts as she forced the drink down her throat.

Daryl: See? Ho lim right? Later I see how you perform. Sure sibei lap one. Sure turn me on. Nabei I tell you I gonna bonk you till you beg me to stop.

Daryl took off his pants and threw it aside.

Daryl: Ooi. You cb come over here and give limpeh a good blowjob. What you waiting for? Sky to fall is it. I want you to crawl here. Ooi siao eh. faster can or not. Limpeh cannot wait one hor.

Cynthia bowed down and crawl towards him. She knew something was wrong. She opened her mouth and blew him.

Daryl: CCB. You call this a blowjob?

Daryl slapped her as she fell to the ground.

Daryl: Hia di, jip lai la, gan xi pua pu bor (brothers come in and fuck this bitch to death)

Heng and Brad came in happily with Peach. Peach was smiling all over when they tore open Cynthia’s clothes, threw off her bra and panties. They went on to violate her. The drug was taking effect. They were enjoying themselves so much pushing Cynthia to each other after playing. Then Daryl took out the bottle and placed it on the floor.

Daryl: Pu bor! Go sit on the bottle. Hor limpeh kua how deep you can go.

Cynthia refused. Daryl smashed the bottle on the table and threatened.

Daryl: Nabei ccb. You better do as I say or you want limpeh to disfigure your face.

Heng and Brad suddenly grabbed her, spread her legs and placed her on top of the bottle. The four of them laughed at her.

Daryl: See I told you liao she is a fucking slut.

Daryl and the gang drank and drank until they got high.

Daryl: You better stay till I say you can get up. Let limpeh see how many liquid is inside the bottle.

He stood up and rammed his dick into Cynthia’s mouth. She choked. He forced her head and shook it until he cummed in her.

He pushed Cynthia away and took out the bottle.

Daryl: You cb. Say you don’t want then what are all these? You fucking wet liao. Then how?

He threw the bottle on the ground and inserted his dick in her. Because he just ejaculated, his dick shrunk.

Daryl: Aiya sian. Ooi brothers your turn. She darn fucking wet. Come fuck her in front of me. I want to see her cb face in ecstasy.

There they took turns again. Daryl watched as he laughed as he raised his head as if he just won a battle. He walked with the big ball manner, his hands swinging out and big steps when he stepped on the bottle he threw. He lost his balance and fell straight to the half broken bottle he threatened to disfigure Cynthia.

Daryl: HONK GAN!

The gravitational force pushed Daryl to the bottle as it went straight to his heart.

Daryl: CCB! Limpeh bleeding liao. Ooi brothers, Peach come help me.

Peach, Heng and Brad looked at him in fright and they ran away upon seeing blood.

Daryl: Kanina! You cb kias. Ooi come back.

He was bleeding profusely. Blood was gushing out. He turned to Cynthia who was still traumatized by their rape. She retracted into the corner, folding her arms to her legs, shaking her head in shock.

Daryl: Kanina..someone…

Daryl collapsed on the floor with blood flowing out.

Until the police car came.

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A Long Awaited Affinity

Do you believe in Fate?

The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #37

19 Oct 12, 07:09

Daryl - Dead

Heng - Disfigured, corroded and half dead.

Peach - Brutally raped.

Brad - *Uncertain* whether he lives or not. But better if he lives.

Leng left the room after satisfying Brad.

*Lets see how long you can take this on.*

Leng went home and looked at herself in the mirror. She laughed and she opened the drawer. Took out the straw doll and mumbled where her fingers moved around and slit.

Peach awoke in the middle of the night. She stood up with her eyes open. Took the phone and called Brad.

Brad picked up the phone sleepily: Hello?

Peach: It’s me Brad.

Brad: An zua? (What?)

Peach: I need it. I want you now. Right now.

Brad: Wah lao eh. Tomorrow cannot meh?

Peach: Come fetch me now. I want.. ahhh..ahh

Brad: Aiya ok la ok la.

Brad picked her up and drive to Beach Hotel.

Peach was wearing her secondary school uniform as she tore it open for Brad. She took off her safety pants and panties and rode cowgirl hungrily.

Brad: Nabei your appetite sibei big leh.

She covered his mouth and rode.

She covered his head with her tight black safety pants. Brad couldn’t see anything as he grabbed Peach’s huge melons.

Brad: Nabei this blackout thing not bad leh. Darn song.

Peach slapped him in response. And stuffed his mouth with her panties.

Brad was enjoying himself so much. Peach has never failed to make him feel like cloud nine. She stood up and sucked on him, then changed to a magical handjob.

Her fingers was skillfully pumping him when she slid the other hand into her bag. A reflective thing glittered under the light.

Brad took out the panties and said.

Brad: Peach limpeh want to shoot liao.

Peach stuffed the panties back to his mouth where he smiled broadly.

He ejaculated and down came the knife.

Brad’s eyes opened in horror as he tried to scream but Peach pressed his nose until he passed out.

She smiled and kept the knife. Changed to a new set of clothes and left.

*Serves you right bastard.*

All Peach did was wait. Until a few more hours. Let Brad bleed. And never let it heal.

She walked to the station. And handed over the weapon.

Brad was rushed to the hospital shortly after. Was he saved?

__________________________________________________

A Long Awaited Affinity

Do you believe in Fate?

The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #38

19 Oct 12, 07:54

Leng incinerated the doll.

Dressed up and went to see Cynthia.

The case was closed after Peach admitted to hurting Brad and the rape. Nobody ever figured how Heng drank the acid.

She was sentenced to life imprisonment.

Heng died months after as his organs failed to function.

Brad? He survived. But his dick had to be cut off. He plunged himself to death upon knowing that.

I was back in the Police Force. I thought I could take revenge but was surprised they got their just desserts. Was it predestined or was there a mastermind?

Cynthia? Leng?

Cynthia was discharged. She and Leng left with each other and was never heard of again.

__________________________________________________

A Long Awaited Affinity

Do you believe in Fate?

The Promise.

What would you do?

Enough is enough.

The 3 years of hell.

Steamy Windows.

Aromatically erotic.

Days with Jean.

Sequel to What are words. The story of Jean.

What are words.

Love hurts. Sacrifices only for the sake of love.

The Floral Top.

An unexpected sexual awakening.

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Chapter #39

19 Oct 12, 12:05

Bro coffeecans, loving your stories and all.

If I may make 1 comment, gotta work on the ending a bit. Seems too sudden and too short. Like you wanna rush to finish the story.

But this is a sex forum, maybe only need to improve if you wish to go for the Booker Prize

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Chapter #40

19 Oct 12, 15:37

Cynthia was discharged. She and Leng left with each other and was never heard of again.

It was already 3 years after that incident. It was my duty today as I saw in the station, reading the newspaper when an article caught my attention. Singaporean hairdresser and designer made it to the New York Fashion Awards. It was a full page article with lots of coverage, together with famed celebrities taking photos with them. As I read the articles, they looked extremely familiar. Cynthia and Leng. The both of them lived in New York, craving out a career themselves.

Soon there was interviews of them in youtube, magazines, newspapers, online and more. They became instant celebrities. Cynthia looked great with long hair and she looked radiant. Leng on the other hand became more boyish like with super short red hair, large earrings with studs all over. Her arm was heavily tattooed. Both of them were a pair.

In the interview the media asked about their relationship and they was just open about it.

Reporter A: Tell us what inspired you both to come out with this award winning hairdo?

Leng: Both of us went through a lot together and the pain we had turned into a craft. By channeling our thoughts into sketches, the visual formed quickly.

Reporter C: Cynthia, tell us about your plans with Leng. Are the both of you tying the knot soon or do you have other plans?

Cynthia: Tying the knot? Hahaha. We are already married to each other in heart. She will always be my love. The one and only.

The picture showed them kissing.

I stood there. Smiled and flipped the page. That was awesome Cynthia. Totally awesome.

I went home excitedly to break the news to my parents. The moment they saw the newspaper, their faces changed.

Mum: What is this? Girl with girl. Yeee…. yucks.

Dad: Aiyo what in the world.

Me: Ma.. Pa… love is equal la.

The both of them stared at me.

Mum/Dad: So when you gonna bring one lady home you koondo?

Me: Oh ya. I forgot to open the letterbox today.

There was this weird looking envelope from the US.

To Gan.

*Dear hubby,

I guess your ‘wife’ is coming back in two weeks time. Remember to take leave and accompany me for a whole week and I repeat. A WHOLE WEEK. And remember to tidy up your room to accommodate 2 x beauties ok? Make sure your bed is big enough. Else you will have to sleep on the floor ok.

Signing off

XXOO,

Your wifey + soon to be mistress

Cynthia & Leng

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A Long Awaited Affinity

Do you believe in Fate?

The Promise.

What would you do?