Daniel:
The moon provided all the illumination I needed to cook my supper. With all that sneaking around, I’ve become more comfortable with doing things in the dark. However, the same could not be said for cleaning up. Still, I was too lazy and pissed off to bother switching on the lights, which was a good thing too, because just as I finished discarding the noodles, the lights at the main hall went on.
Crap. Have I been discovered? I quickly ducked low and hope that the fresh smell of my cooking wouldn’t be too conspicuous. Wait a minute, why am I even hiding? I’m entitled to make my own supper aren’t I? All this sneaking around is beginning to instill some really bad habits.
I heard a giggle. Curious, I got down low and crept to the kitchen entrance and peeked around the corner. Before me, Uncle Kenny and Auntie Joyce were canoodling on the couch in the living room.
“Mmmm… Ken, Don’t lah. I thought you said want to get a beer?” Joyce mewed.
“Later babe. I cannot tahan liao. We haven’t done it since we left Muar.”
“Aiyo, lets go back to the room first lah.”
“With the way you moan? We’ll be lucky if the entire house don’t wake up,” Kenny said, his hands already pushing her red T-shirt upwards. “Here is better. Harder for them to hear.”
Auntie Joyce’s beautiful perky tits came into view. So she was braless underneath that baggy T-shirt the entire evening? Why didn’t I pay attention? My God, her breasts were beautiful. Auntie Joyce was already pushing 30, but her gorgeous round pink tipped tits showed no signs of sagging at all. Uncle Kenny wasted no time mauling those soft looking mounds.
“Ahhnn…”
Uncle Kenny wasn’t kidding about her moans. Jeezus, they were so feminine and sexy that it would definitely make the blood of any male within earshot boil. No, try over-boil, like how my noodles ended up.
“Ahhnnn… mmmhh.. haaaah…”
Oh shit, I’m getting so hard… Fuck it, I left my phone upstairs. Aunt Joyce’s phenomenal moans was driving me crazy, and I had no way of recording it. Despite having just relieved myself after watching the Chongs not more than 30 minutes ago, I was ready to go again. What witchery is this?
“Baby, you’re so hot,” Uncle Kenny growled. “Stand up; I want to check my property.”
Uncle Kenny’s words brought a thrill up my spine. Auntie Joyce stood up immediately, her face flushed hot and her eyes gleaming with excitement. She bit her lip sexily and used her hands to raise the baggy red T-shirt up to her chest keeping her beautiful breasts in view.
She wore a pair of white cotton running shorts. It slid down her slim smooth legs soon enough by Uncle Kenny’s hand. Auntie Joyce stepped out of the shorts at her feet and stood on unsteady, trembling legs, slightly apart. No panties either.
Uncle Kenny’s ‘property’, as he called it, was completely waxed clean. The image of her pink, smooth pussy was burned into my mind and was messing with my coordination. I had to force myself to tear my eyes away from that beautiful bald cunt to momentarily focus on extracting my hard dick out of my pants.
Uncle Kenny slid in a single finger into her deep pink folds, eliciting another soft sexy moan from Auntie Joyce. He then extracted the finger which glistened with hot juices.
“Mmmm… Some more want to act so innocent. I’ve never seen you so wet in a long time," he said.
“Ken… faster…” Auntie Joyce responded. She began grinding her hips towards his face.
Uncle Ken smirked and slid in two fingers into her hot pink snatch.
“Aaaaahhhh…”She moaned.
Auntie Joyce bent forward to embrace Uncle Kenny’s head while still standing on parted legs. Uncle Kenny began fucking her with his fingers. The juices of her arousal was running down his hand and she was moaning like an A-list pornstar into his ear.
“How long have you wanted this?” Uncle Kenny asked.
“Ahhhnn, Sooo long… Since we arrived.”
“You slut. You want to do it here? In your sister’s house?”
“Oh yesss… Ahhh Ken! my pussy so syok.”
“Don’t cum yet dear. Get me ready, I’m going to fuck you all over the house.”
Oh, God. Not the kitchen. Please, God, don’t let them come to the kitchen, I prayed.
Auntie Joyce immediately fell between Uncle Kenny’s legs and started to pull his shorts down his legs. His hard dick sprung up before her. Auntie Joyce looked like a child who had just been presented her favorite candy. She immediately took the cock into her mouth. Uncle Kenny groaned blissfully.
After sucking him for a while Auntie Joyce released his cock and begged “Mmmm, dear ah, faster, I need you…”
As if in reply, the dick before her began spurting cum.
“Oh yeah baby! Oh yeah!” Uncle Kenny gasped.
“Ugh… Noooo not yet!”
“Damn. Sorry dear. After so long never do, I cannot tahan.”
Auntie Joyce pouted back at him. Regardless of her disappointment, she fetched him a box of tissues. They cleaned up the best they could and got dressed before cuddling together on the couch.
“We should go back upstairs and sleep,” Uncle Kenny spoke up. “I start work tomorrow.”
“Okay dear,” was Auntie Joyce’s reply.
Pfffft. What happened to doing her all over the house? It would seem that in sex, just as in business, Uncle Kenny has the tendency to overestimate his own abilities. Sheesh. Not that I had a clear view of his nuts, but I guess some people just have extra big balls to store all that ego.
Daniel:
It’s my fault, it must be. I just need to figure exactly how it was my fault. The air in the taxi was heavy with unspoken resentment. Sensing the tension, the taxi driver tuned the radio until it churned out something agreeable to lighten the mood. I should let him keep the fare change later.
Eunice Lim, my girlfriend of three months sat beside me in the back seat, behind the taxi driver. Her face was turned away from me towards the window, sparing me her expression of annoyance tipped with fury. Hell knows no fury, like a woman scorned. Was that what happened? Have I been particularly scornful this evening?
I thought I was pretty decent tonight as we went for a dinner and a movie with several of our classmates. Okay, maybe my mind wasn’t entirely on the movie, or on dinner for that matter. But I couldn’t help myself. My Aunt Joyce’s moans from more than a week ago were still echoing between my ears and my mind kept summoning up images from that fateful night when she and Uncle Kenny got intimate in the living room.
“Sorry…” I said, both to her and all the women of the world for not being able to understand them. Eunice didn’t offer a response. “Will you at least tell me what I did wrong?” I added, growing a little annoyed by her cold treatment.
She glared at me. At least that was an improvement. “Why don’t you ask yourself?” She said.
What kind of a request is that? Why would I ask her if I could get the answer from myself? “Don’t like that lah. Give me a hint okay?” was my reply.
“You’ve been staring at the slut Tracy all night! Right in front of me some more!”
Tracy? She’s our classmate. I guess I noticed her early on in the evening, but who wouldn’t? She showed up wearing an extremely short tube dress. All the guys in our group no doubt ogled at her legs at one point or another. Funny thing was, I hardly ever did. In fact, I more or less had forgotten that she was part of the group. Like I said, my mind was elsewhere.
“No I wasn’t! Since when?”
“Some more want to deny?” she spat back. She then leaned closer to speak in a lower voice so that the taxi driver wouldn’t get a gist. “You had an erection the entire evening, you pervert!” she hissed.
Fuck me. So that’s what it’s about. Now here I am at a dilemma. Should I lie and say I’ve been checking out Tracy, or do I let my girlfriend know that I was fantasizing about my own aunt? How would she react if she knew the lovely boner I so shamelessly spotted the entire evening was dedicated to my Auntie Joyce?
“It’s not like that lah…” I said.
“Whatever.”
“Seriously, my mind was someplace else.”
“Obviously. You didn’t even notice that your so called best friend was flirting with me.”
My so called best friend? Who’s that? I have friends, but no more best friends. Not after the last one seduced my mother.
“See!” she said, “you don’t even know do you?”
Who? I wondered. Michael? Roy? Kennard? No, those guys are already attached. They wouldn’t try to pull anything with their girlfriends right next to them watching their every move.
“Richard?” I finally answered. He was the only one that made sense. Richard Lee is notorious in our school for being a shameless playboy. So much so that the girls in our class made it a point to steer clear of him. That never stopped him from fishing in the other classes though. New arrivals at our school were his favorite targets. As soon as word reached his ears that some belle just transferred in from somewhere else, he would be hot on her heels. I’d put his success rate at about 30%.
His relationships rarely lasted more than three months though. Usually, he would drop them after having his fill of them, but sometimes, it was the other way round when the girls realized what a pig he was.
“Who else?” Eunice replied, sulking. “That guy is disgusting. You’re worse. It’s like you don’t even care.”
“Sorry la. I got a lot of things on my mind. I really didn’t notice.”
“Why do you guys keep inviting him along anyway?”
That was a good question. Let’s just say, Richard has got himself somewhat of a fan club among the male population of the school. It was a no brainer. Most of us are teenagers plagued by constant horniness and desperate to get laid. Richard was a guy who has got into the panties of about 20 girls since secondary 3, plus it was rumored that he once seduced a teacher as well. Put the two together and you get a scene like in the old Chinese kungfu movies where students would travel from far and wide to the master’s dojo and kowtow in front of him, begging tutelage.
“I don’t know…” was all I could say.
“Why are you even friends with him then?” She asked back.
What’s with her? So much excellent questions today. I guess I was drawn to Richard for the loot. What is the loot? Well, get to know Richard well enough, and you get to enter into his inner circle, and his inner circle gets to rent his pendrive every now and then which contains videos and pictures of his conquests. Richard was careful though. The drive would be protected. One could watch and view its contents on a computer but would never be able to copy the files.
Yeah, I was kind of hoping to get my hands on that pendrive, hence my apparent friendship with Richard. I’ve only heard gists of its fabled contents from small snippets of gossip among the boys. There was apparently upskirt shots of almost every girl of note in the school, plus hardcore videos, not only of Richard and his conquests, but many others who had traded in their own amateur clips in for a chance to glimpse the flashdrive’s contents.
Being a hopeless voyeur, it was my wet dream.
“Aiya, Richard isn’t so bad once you get to know him.”
Eunice glared at me like I was dirt from another planet. We did not speak throughout the trip back to her home. Of course she left me without splitting the fare. God damn it.
The taxi driver dropped me off at my home 20 minutes later where I kissed goodbye to the meager remains of this month’s allowance. Before I could get past my front gate, a car parked behind me flashed its lights several times. It was a deep blue BMW M5. I know that car.
I walked up to the passenger side and pulled the door open. “What do you want Richard?” I asked.
“Whoa, why so serious?” he replied.
I sighed. Richard was a handsome guy. Charming too. He had an air of relaxed humor about him. No one seemed to be able to stay angry at him.
“Eunice is pissed,” I told him.
He shrugged. “Get in, I want to show you something.”
“It’s late bro.”
“Trust me, you don’t want to miss this.”
One thing about Richard, he was usually right about what I would want and I don’t want. This was it! I thought to myself, I’ve made it into his inner circle. So I hopped in.
Richard drove us to a karaoke joint downtown.
“What are we doing here?” I asked. All the secrecy was getting me nervous and excited at the same time.
“You’ll see,” he replied mysteriously.
We went inside. My first impression of the place is that it was way too shady to be a proper karaoke place. The dim lights and overwhelming smell of air fresheners makes it seem that people come here to do everything else but sing.
The guy at the counter only nodded at Richard as he walked past him towards the back where the rooms were. The first room we passed was rumbustious with laughter. In the second and third, some people were singing very badly. As I walked past the fourth, I thought I heard the desperate moans and gasps of a man and a woman. I felt my heart race for what might be in store for me. Richard led the way past the next few doors towards the very last room in the row, deep within the belly of this suspicious place.
Daniel:
It’s my fault, it must be. I just need to figure exactly how it was my fault. The air in the taxi was heavy with unspoken resentment. Sensing the tension, the taxi driver tuned the radio until it churned out something agreeable to lighten the mood. I should let him keep the fare change later.
Eunice Lim, my girlfriend of three months sat beside me in the back seat, behind the taxi driver. Her face was turned away from me towards the window, sparing me her expression of annoyance tipped with fury. Hell knows no fury, like a woman scorned. Was that what happened? Have I been particularly scornful this evening?
I thought I was pretty decent tonight as we went for a dinner and a movie with several of our classmates. Okay, maybe my mind wasn’t entirely on the movie, or on dinner for that matter. But I couldn’t help myself. My Aunt Joyce’s moans from more than a week ago were still echoing between my ears and my mind kept summoning up images from that fateful night when she and Uncle Kenny got intimate in the living room.
“Sorry…” I said, both to her and all the women of the world for not being able to understand them. Eunice didn’t offer a response. “Will you at least tell me what I did wrong?” I added, growing a little annoyed by her cold treatment.
She glared at me. At least that was an improvement. “Why don’t you ask yourself?” She said.
What kind of a request is that? Why would I ask her if I could get the answer from myself? “Don’t like that lah. Give me a hint okay?” was my reply.
“You’ve been staring at the slut Tracy all night! Right in front of me some more!”
Tracy? She’s our classmate. I guess I noticed her early on in the evening, but who wouldn’t? She showed up wearing an extremely short tube dress. All the guys in our group no doubt ogled at her legs at one point or another. Funny thing was, I hardly ever did. In fact, I more or less had forgotten that she was part of the group. Like I said, my mind was elsewhere.
“No I wasn’t! Since when?”
“Some more want to deny?” she spat back. She then leaned closer to speak in a lower voice so that the taxi driver wouldn’t get a gist. “You had an erection the entire evening, you pervert!” she hissed.
Fuck me. So that’s what it’s about. Now here I am at a dilemma. Should I lie and say I’ve been checking out Tracy, or do I let my girlfriend know that I was fantasizing about my own aunt? How would she react if she knew the lovely boner I so shamelessly spotted the entire evening was dedicated to my Auntie Joyce?
“It’s not like that lah…” I said.
“Whatever.”
“Seriously, my mind was someplace else.”
“Obviously. You didn’t even notice that your so called best friend was flirting with me.”
My so called best friend? Who’s that? I have friends, but no more best friends. Not after the last one seduced my mother.
“See!” she said, “you don’t even know do you?”
Who? I wondered. Michael? Roy? Kennard? No, those guys are already attached. They wouldn’t try to pull anything with their girlfriends right next to them watching their every move.
“Richard?” I finally answered. He was the only one that made sense. Richard Lee is notorious in our school for being a shameless playboy. So much so that the girls in our class made it a point to steer clear of him. That never stopped him from fishing in the other classes though. New arrivals at our school were his favorite targets. As soon as word reached his ears that some belle just transferred in from somewhere else, he would be hot on her heels. I’d put his success rate at about 30%.
His relationships rarely lasted more than three months though. Usually, he would drop them after having his fill of them, but sometimes, it was the other way round when the girls realized what a pig he was.
“Who else?” Eunice replied, sulking. “That guy is disgusting. You’re worse. It’s like you don’t even care.”
“Sorry la. I got a lot of things on my mind. I really didn’t notice.”
“Why do you guys keep inviting him along anyway?”
That was a good question. Let’s just say, Richard has got himself somewhat of a fan club among the male population of the school. It was a no brainer. Most of us are teenagers plagued by constant horniness and desperate to get laid. Richard was a guy who has got into the panties of about 20 girls since secondary 3, plus it was rumored that he once seduced a teacher as well. Put the two together and you get a scene like in the old Chinese kungfu movies where students would travel from far and wide to the master’s dojo and kowtow in front of him, begging tutelage.
“I don’t know…” was all I could say.
“Why are you even friends with him then?” She asked back.
What’s with her? So much excellent questions today. I guess I was drawn to Richard for the loot. What is the loot? Well, get to know Richard well enough, and you get to enter into his inner circle, and his inner circle gets to rent his pendrive every now and then which contains videos and pictures of his conquests. Richard was careful though. The drive would be protected. One could watch and view its contents on a computer but would never be able to copy the files.
Yeah, I was kind of hoping to get my hands on that pendrive, hence my apparent friendship with Richard. I’ve only heard gists of its fabled contents from small snippets of gossip among the boys. There was apparently upskirt shots of almost every girl of note in the school, plus hardcore videos, not only of Richard and his conquests, but many others who had traded in their own amateur clips in for a chance to glimpse the flashdrive’s contents.
Being a hopeless voyeur, it was my wet dream.
“Aiya, Richard isn’t so bad once you get to know him.”
Eunice glared at me like I was dirt from another planet. We did not speak throughout the trip back to her home. Of course she left me without splitting the fare. God damn it.
The taxi driver dropped me off at my home 20 minutes later where I kissed goodbye to the meager remains of this month’s allowance. Before I could get past my front gate, a car parked behind me flashed its lights several times. It was a deep blue BMW M5. I know that car.
I walked up to the passenger side and pulled the door open. “What do you want Richard?” I asked.
“Whoa, why so serious?” he replied.
I sighed. Richard was a handsome guy. Charming too. He had an air of relaxed humor about him. No one seemed to be able to stay angry at him.
“Eunice is pissed,” I told him.
He shrugged. “Get in, I want to show you something.”
“It’s late bro.”
“Trust me, you don’t want to miss this.”
One thing about Richard, he was usually right about what I would want and I don’t want. This was it! I thought to myself, I’ve made it into his inner circle. So I hopped in.
Richard drove us to a karaoke joint downtown.
“What are we doing here?” I asked. All the secrecy was getting me nervous and excited at the same time.
“You’ll see,” he replied mysteriously.
We went inside. My first impression of the place is that it was way too shady to be a proper karaoke place. The dim lights and overwhelming smell of air fresheners makes it seem that people come here to do everything else but sing.
The guy at the counter only nodded at Richard as he walked past him towards the back where the rooms were. The first room we passed was rumbustious with laughter. In the second and third, some people were singing very badly. As I walked past the fourth, I thought I heard the desperate moans and gasps of a man and a woman. I felt my heart race for what might be in store for me. Richard led the way past the next few doors towards the very last room in the row, deep within the belly of this suspicious place.
Daniel:
Richard let us into the karaoke room. The same sleazy atmosphere pervaded the interior. There were already people sitting on the long couch facing the projector screen. 2 guys on the either side of a single girl. It was Tracy. She was wearing the same slutty tight tube black minidress as before. I recognized the other two boys. It was Brandon and Roy, our fellow classmates. However, they were not among the group of friends I, Richard, Eunice, and Tracy were part of during the dinner and movie earlier.
Tracy had the microphone to her mouth and was singing, or trying to at least. At certain moments, her speech would slur and she would start giggling incoherently. Brandon was sitting in a relaxed posture to her left, his eyes were fixed hungrily on her slim white thighs which was almost entirely revealed thanks to her already very short skirt riding up her legs. I could freely glimpse of the front of her silky white panties.
Roy rose to greet us. He seemed surprised to see me. Richard and Roy exchanged meaningful glances. After that, Roy sat back down beside Tracy again. Richard bade me to sit on a separate sofa while he took the one opposite to mine. There was a tray of bottled drinks on the table, most of them Heineken beer. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that a place like this has no qualms serving alcohol to minors. I reached in to pick up a glass and an opened bottle of beer, still half full.
“Eh, Daniel, that one has been open a long time,” Richard said. “Open a new one lah.”
I thought that was odd, but obliged anyway. As I sat there nursing my drink, I paid close attention to Tracy. She was sexy as hell as always, tall for a girl, with a slim nubile body, and a sultry face. She wore her hair long, permed, and dyed brown. She was a constant tease to the boys in the class and was often between relationships.
I went from admiring her legs to studying her face. Her cheeks was flushed and she was acting a bit odd. For starters, her breathing seems to be heavier than the rest of us and she kept fanning her face with one hand, as if she was hot. I thought she might be drunk, but glancing at the table before her, there was a half empty glass of beer. No other beers had been opened, so she couldn’t have had that much.
Richard, Roy, and Brandon wasn’t even drinking anything. They just sat there making small talk and ogled at Tracy.
“Eh, why is it so hot here?” Tracy muttered. Her eyes looked glaze over.
“Ya lor… the air-con must have problem,” Roy replied.
“This place damn shitty la guys. When you say want to keep partying, I thought you mean we’re going clubbing,” she said. “Where are the others anyway?”
“They couldn’t make it liao.” Richard told her.
“Ish. No fun la, those ppl,” she said.
“We keep you company lor,” Brandon said. “Damn lucky for us get to spend time alone with someone as pretty as you.”
“Ish, so sweet la you,” she said with a smile.
Tracy was panting now. Her cute petite cleavage was straining against the top of her dress with every breath.
“So sexy…” Brandon added. He slid one hand slowly up her inner thigh.
“Ahhhh…” Tracy moaned. I was caught by surprise. Was she turned on?
Roy joined in, placing his hand on her other thigh and pulling her leg so that her legs parted. Her panties were in clear view now, and it was soaked. She did not even try to resist. Tracy’s eyes was closed. She looked like she was enjoying Brandon’s hand caressing up and down her inner thigh. Roy slid his hand up from her other knee, tracing the soft smooth flesh of her thigh until his fingers found the damp spot between her legs.
“Eh, Tracy, you so horny ah? You so wet you know?” Roy whispered.
“Ahh? No lah… I…”
“So naughty ah you?” Brandon added. He pulled her other knee towards him. Tracy now sat spread lasciviously wide open on the couch.
Roy began stoking his fingers up and down her slit outside her damp panties. I could see Tracy’s hips jerking up from the couch in excited little spasms.
“Eyyy Roy, duuun laaa…” she pleaded. “Mmmfff…”
Brandon had pulled her face towards him and had kissed her right on the lips. Tracy helplessly received her classmate’s affections. I was already rock hard myself. I looked at Richard who was watching the whole thing with amused indifference.
Roy graduated from rubbing her over the panties to slipping his fingers under it. I could see his fingers moving vigorously under the soaked fabric. It drove Tracy crazy. She broke the kiss with Brandon and began to moan.
“Ahh, Ahhnn, Ahh, Oh God!”
Encouraged, Roy intensified his efforts. Brandon moved closer to grab her hands which were trying to push Roy’s hands away.
“Uhhh, Ahh, Ahh, Ahhhrrggg!!” Tracy cried out as she visibly reached climax. Her entire body shook violently.
“Yeah, cum for us you naughty girl,” Brandon said.
“Ah, Oh God, Oh God…” she panted.
“Was it good Tracy?” Roy asked.
“Oh God… Yes… I never cum like that before.”
Roy nodded to Brandon who stood up and began unbuckling his jeans. Roy himself pulled on Tracy’s panties and peeled it off her legs. Tracy still looked pretty out of it, and she did not resist. His fingers soon returned between her legs where he inserted two digits into her tight slit and worked his magic.
“Ahh, Oh yes Roy, Ah, so syok…” she panted.
“Mmm… we want to syok also, okay?” Roy said, his fingers pumping in and out of her pink wet hole. Brandon knelt on the couch again, bottomless, his hard cock pointing proudly at Tracy. The two boys turned her around and positioned her so that her head was lying on Roy’s lap and her legs was spread welcomingly to Brandon.
“Brandon, nooo, cannot, please. At least use a condom,” she said between hoarse breaths.
“Aiyo, we dun have condom leh,” Brandon replied.
Then, without warning, he dove in, pushing his face between Tracy’s legs. Brandon began to eat out Tracy’s well-trimmed pussy, causing her to squeal in delight.
I couldn’t take it anymore. My dick was killing me. In a flash, I freed it from its confines and stroked it to the erotic scene playing out before me. Brandon seemed adept in cunnilingus. He was bringing Tracy’s moans to new heights.
“Oh, Oh, Ahhhh, Cummming…” Tracy gasped once more.
Brandon quickly brought his face up, leaving Tracy hanging on the edge of orgasm.
“Ahhhnnn, nooo, Brandon why did you stop?” she wailed.
“You want it?”
“Yes! Yes! I want.”
“I no condom wor…”
“Never mind, never mind. Just pull out.”
Brandon grinned a victory smile. He positioned himself over Tracy’s body and pulled her leg to coil around his waist. He sank his hips almost immediately.
“Oh God!” Tracy moaned.
Brandon fucked her slowly, savoring her tight teenage pussy. Tracy moaned continuously with a gaping mouth.
“Ugghh.. Uhhhh Brandon… Cumming!!!” Tracy gasped and then shuddered with bliss.
Seeing her cum within a few minutes of getting fucked was so erotic, my hand slid up and down my cock faster and faster.
“Wei,” Richard call out to me. “Dun waste la, don’t you want to try her?”
I was dumbfounded. Was this why he brought me out here? To fuck Tracy? All of a sudden my slow brain finally seemed to connect the pieces. The beer! He must have drugged the beer. No wonder Tracy was so easy.
She had begun to moan again. Brandon had begun to fuck her again after giving her a couple of minutes to enjoy her orgasm. This time, his thrusts were more vigorous, seemingly with purpose. It was obvious he was seeking to cum.
“Brandon, hold up!,” Richard ordered. “Let’s give our newcomer a chance,” he said looking towards me.
Brandon stopped, obviously annoyed. Tracy didn’t seem to want to stop either. She was grinding her hips lasciviously against him. However, Brandon ultimately obeyed and got off. He and Roy cleared the table in the middle of the room then lifted Tracy off the couch and lay her on the table. Tracy’s eyes was still glazed with lust. When left alone, her hands would snake down between her legs to finger herself. What the hell kind of drug did they use on her?
I walked to the edge of the table and her legs immediately parted on her own. Tracy was looking at me, her chest still heaving, her face tomato red, as was her aroused pussy. Looked down at my hard dick hovering above her slutty hole. The only thoughts that came to mind was: ‘Good bye my virginity’.
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Daniel:
Richard let us into the karaoke room. The same sleazy atmosphere pervaded the interior. There were already people sitting on the long couch facing the projector screen. 2 guys on the either side of a single girl. It was Tracy. She was wearing the same slutty tight tube black minidress as before. I recognized the other two boys. It was Brandon and Roy, our fellow classmates. However, they were not among the group of friends I, Richard, Eunice, and Tracy were part of during the dinner and movie earlier.
Tracy had the microphone to her mouth and was singing, or trying to at least. At certain moments, her speech would slur and she would start giggling incoherently. Brandon was sitting in a relaxed posture to her left, his eyes were fixed hungrily on her slim white thighs which was almost entirely revealed thanks to her already very short skirt riding up her legs. I could freely glimpse of the front of her silky white panties.
Roy rose to greet us. He seemed surprised to see me. Richard and Roy exchanged meaningful glances. After that, Roy sat back down beside Tracy again. Richard bade me to sit on a separate sofa while he took the one opposite to mine. There was a tray of bottled drinks on the table, most of them Heineken beer. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that a place like this has no qualms serving alcohol to minors. I reached in to pick up a glass and an opened bottle of beer, still half full.
“Eh, Daniel, that one has been open a long time,” Richard said. “Open a new one lah.”
I thought that was odd, but obliged anyway. As I sat there nursing my drink, I paid close attention to Tracy. She was sexy as hell as always, tall for a girl, with a slim nubile body, and a sultry face. She wore her hair long, permed, and dyed brown. She was a constant tease to the boys in the class and was often between relationships.
I went from admiring her legs to studying her face. Her cheeks was flushed and she was acting a bit odd. For starters, her breathing seems to be heavier than the rest of us and she kept fanning her face with one hand, as if she was hot. I thought she might be drunk, but glancing at the table before her, there was a half empty glass of beer. No other beers had been opened, so she couldn’t have had that much.
Richard, Roy, and Brandon wasn’t even drinking anything. They just sat there making small talk and ogled at Tracy.
“Eh, why is it so hot here?” Tracy muttered. Her eyes looked glaze over.
“Ya lor… the air-con must have problem,” Roy replied.
“This place damn shitty la guys. When you say want to keep partying, I thought you mean we’re going clubbing,” she said. “Where are the others anyway?”
“They couldn’t make it liao.” Richard told her.
“Ish. No fun la, those ppl,” she said.
“We keep you company lor,” Brandon said. “Damn lucky for us get to spend time alone with someone as pretty as you.”
“Ish, so sweet la you,” she said with a smile.
Tracy was panting now. Her cute petite cleavage was straining against the top of her dress with every breath.
“So sexy…” Brandon added. He slid one hand slowly up her inner thigh.
“Ahhhh…” Tracy moaned. I was caught by surprise. Was she turned on?
Roy joined in, placing his hand on her other thigh and pulling her leg so that her legs parted. Her panties were in clear view now, and it was soaked. She did not even try to resist. Tracy’s eyes was closed. She looked like she was enjoying Brandon’s hand caressing up and down her inner thigh. Roy slid his hand up from her other knee, tracing the soft smooth flesh of her thigh until his fingers found the damp spot between her legs.
“Eh, Tracy, you so horny ah? You so wet you know?” Roy whispered.
“Ahh? No lah… I…”
“So naughty ah you?” Brandon added. He pulled her other knee towards him. Tracy now sat spread lasciviously wide open on the couch.
Roy began stoking his fingers up and down her slit outside her damp panties. I could see Tracy’s hips jerking up from the couch in excited little spasms.
“Eyyy Roy, duuun laaa…” she pleaded. “Mmmfff…”
Brandon had pulled her face towards him and had kissed her right on the lips. Tracy helplessly received her classmate’s affections. I was already rock hard myself. I looked at Richard who was watching the whole thing with amused indifference.
Roy graduated from rubbing her over the panties to slipping his fingers under it. I could see his fingers moving vigorously under the soaked fabric. It drove Tracy crazy. She broke the kiss with Brandon and began to moan.
“Ahh, Ahhnn, Ahh, Oh God!”
Encouraged, Roy intensified his efforts. Brandon moved closer to grab her hands which were trying to push Roy’s hands away.
“Uhhh, Ahh, Ahh, Ahhhrrggg!!” Tracy cried out as she visibly reached climax. Her entire body shook violently.
“Yeah, cum for us you naughty girl,” Brandon said.
“Ah, Oh God, Oh God…” she panted.
“Was it good Tracy?” Roy asked.
“Oh God… Yes… I never cum like that before.”
Roy nodded to Brandon who stood up and began unbuckling his jeans. Roy himself pulled on Tracy’s panties and peeled it off her legs. Tracy still looked pretty out of it, and she did not resist. His fingers soon returned between her legs where he inserted two digits into her tight slit and worked his magic.
“Ahh, Oh yes Roy, Ah, so syok…” she panted.
“Mmm… we want to syok also, okay?” Roy said, his fingers pumping in and out of her pink wet hole. Brandon knelt on the couch again, bottomless, his hard cock pointing proudly at Tracy. The two boys turned her around and positioned her so that her head was lying on Roy’s lap and her legs was spread welcomingly to Brandon.
“Brandon, nooo, cannot, please. At least use a condom,” she said between hoarse breaths.
“Aiyo, we dun have condom leh,” Brandon replied.
Then, without warning, he dove in, pushing his face between Tracy’s legs. Brandon began to eat out Tracy’s well-trimmed pussy, causing her to squeal in delight.
I couldn’t take it anymore. My dick was killing me. In a flash, I freed it from its confines and stroked it to the erotic scene playing out before me. Brandon seemed adept in cunnilingus. He was bringing Tracy’s moans to new heights.
“Oh, Oh, Ahhhh, Cummming…” Tracy gasped once more.
Brandon quickly brought his face up, leaving Tracy hanging on the edge of orgasm.
“Ahhhnnn, nooo, Brandon why did you stop?” she wailed.
“You want it?”
“Yes! Yes! I want.”
“I no condom wor…”
“Never mind, never mind. Just pull out.”
Brandon grinned a victory smile. He positioned himself over Tracy’s body and pulled her leg to coil around his waist. He sank his hips almost immediately.
“Oh God!” Tracy moaned.
Brandon fucked her slowly, savoring her tight teenage pussy. Tracy moaned continuously with a gaping mouth.
“Ugghh.. Uhhhh Brandon… Cumming!!!” Tracy gasped and then shuddered with bliss.
Seeing her cum within a few minutes of getting fucked was so erotic, my hand slid up and down my cock faster and faster.
“Wei,” Richard call out to me. “Dun waste la, don’t you want to try her?”
I was dumbfounded. Was this why he brought me out here? To fuck Tracy? All of a sudden my slow brain finally seemed to connect the pieces. The beer! He must have drugged the beer. No wonder Tracy was so easy.
She had begun to moan again. Brandon had begun to fuck her again after giving her a couple of minutes to enjoy her orgasm. This time, his thrusts were more vigorous, seemingly with purpose. It was obvious he was seeking to cum.
“Brandon, hold up!,” Richard ordered. “Let’s give our newcomer a chance,” he said looking towards me.
Brandon stopped, obviously annoyed. Tracy didn’t seem to want to stop either. She was grinding her hips lasciviously against him. However, Brandon ultimately obeyed and got off. He and Roy cleared the table in the middle of the room then lifted Tracy off the couch and lay her on the table. Tracy’s eyes was still glazed with lust. When left alone, her hands would snake down between her legs to finger herself. What the hell kind of drug did they use on her?
I walked to the edge of the table and her legs immediately parted on her own. Tracy was looking at me, her chest still heaving, her face tomato red, as was her aroused pussy. Looked down at my hard dick hovering above her slutty hole. The only thoughts that came to mind was: ‘Good bye my virginity’.
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I slid my entire length into Tracy’s pink shaved cunt in one slow nervous thrust. It was tight, wet, and exceedingly hot. I was in heaven. Tracy squealed like a schoolgirl. Well, technically, she is still a school girl. When I was balls deep inside of her, I had to stop moving because I was already on the verge of cumming. God it felt so good. Tracy grew impatient at my pause. She began grinding her hips against me. Her slim bare legs moved to hook around my butt. Shit, she was going to make me cum.
The boys read the agony off my face with mocking amusement. “Eh, this is your first time meh?” Brandon asked. Roy laughed.
Tracy was already doing her best to fuck me back, lifting her hips off the table in small eager thrusts.“Arghh… Ohhh….” I moaned when she drove me over the edge. I spewed my cum deep inside her. Tracy bit her lip and breathed hard through her nose. Her back arched with pleasure and I felt her pussy tighten excitedly around my cock, wringing the last of my cum from my cock.
“Ah! Oh no! Mmmmm… You… why you cum inside?” she gasped.
“S-s-sorry…” I replied, propping myself above her on the table with my elbows, reeling from the awesome effects of my orgasm. Ah, the loss of my virginity, a crucial milestone in the life of Daniel Ting, and I marked it by participating in a rape. I feel sick.
I would have collapsed on her if Brandon hadn’t tossed me a box of tissues. “Here, clean her up,” he grunted. I complied, wiping my cum which had seeped out of her pussy. Seeing her tight pink slit up close with my cum leaking out of it gave me another instant erection.
But my turn was up. Brandon impatiently pulled Tracy off the table back towards the couch. “Eh, bro, I believe it’s my turn la,” Roy said with a teasing laugh. Brandon scowled, but sat on the couch and pulled Tracy to kneel on top of him. He pulled her head down roughly and kissed her while his hands pulled the stretchy fabric of her top down to her waist to reveal her perky pink tits.
This caused Tracy to bend, pointing her cute butt backwards towards me, baring her aroused cunt and pretty little asshole. Roy chuckled some more and moved behind Tracy. His pants and boxers were soon discarded on the floor.
“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time,” Roy said as he entered her from behind. Tracy mewed and arched her back with pleasure. “You were always such a fucking tease.”
“Yeah,” Brandon added. “We’re gonna pay you back for all the frustration you caused us in class, bitch.” His fingers got busy teasing Tracy’s nipples. Tracy buried her face against his shoulder for support, moaning like crazy, as her entire body rocked back and forth from Roy’s thrusting.
I was mesmerized by the sight of my classmates fornicating before me. As I thought, watching them was turning me on more than the actual act of sex itself. I was rock hard.
Roy fucked Tracy with deep eager thrusts for more than 5 minutes which she received like a dog in heat. “Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, Tracy you slutty slut, fuuuuuck,” Roy groaned before slamming his entire dick hard into her and holding her hips tightly toward him. I knew that he was cumming in her.
God, this shit was crazy, I thought to myself. I turned to check on Richard and was surprised he wasn’t in the room anymore. What the fuck? Was he planning to miss out on Tracy’s pussy? But then again, this was Richard Lee we’re talking about here. He probably has a list of pussy on speed dial.
The boys had flipped Tracy over to lie on the couch. Brandon had her legs hoisted up on his shoulders and was pounding her with a vengeance while Roy was guiding her to clean his cock with her mouth. I was uncomfortable about being left alone with the trio of rutting animals so I quietly sneaked out of the room.
Richard was there in the hallway speaking to a phone. “Yes Aunty. Don’t worry aunty. We’re just having fun aunty. I’ll make sure he gets home safe Aunty,” he said to the phone. When he saw me he gave me a grin and brought a finger to his lips, indicating that I should be quiet. “Alright aunty. No problem. I’ll have him back soon.”
It was then I recognized the phone he was holding. That’s my phone! I must have left it on the table in the karaoke room just now. Shit! Who was Richard talking to on my phone?
“Okay aunty, really, there is no need to worry. Daniel has been so cool to us, so we just wanted to bring him out to celebrate a little. Yeah, take care aunty, bye!”
Richard ended the call and brought the phone down from his ear. He did not return it to me but stared at the screen for a few moments. There was a flicker of recognition across his face. After a while he flashed the screen at me. It showed a call ended screen but there was a picture of my mother on it. I had made it a point to accompany the contacts on my phone with a quick snapshot whenever possible.
“You mother damn hot man,” he said.
I felt myself bristling at his words. I don’t know why, but at that point, remembering what happened to Tracy, I was suddenly feeling very protective about my mother. I grabbed the phone from his hand and shoved it into my pocket.
“Sorry,” he said. “Your mother called when you were having your turn with Tracy. I didn’t want her to get suspicious.”
I felt immediate self-loathing at his words. “I want to go home,” I told him moodily.
Richard raised an eyebrow. “You done liao? You can relax you know, we have all night with Tracy.”
I just shook my head in reply.
Richard shrugged. “I get it. You’re not the sloppy seconds kind of guy. Me neither,” he said and playfully punched me on the arm. “But we have no problem leaving sloppy seconds to others, am I right?” he added with a laugh.
I was really on the verge of puking now. Tracy’s high pitched moans echoing from the door beside me wasn’t helping.
Richard turned to walk out of the karaoke joint and I followed him gratefully.
I was silent on the drive home. I guess it was the mixed disappointment and horror of the revelation of the true nature of Richard which he had revealed to me back at the karaoke joint. I was under the impression that Richard was some kind of seduction guru, like those pickup artists who published books and gave courses on picking up women. Fuck, maybe all pickup artists are like that, drugging their women then crediting their radical skills for the conquest.
“So, I guess this is it. Welcome to the club, bro!” Richard said ,breaking the awkward silence.
“Haha, thanks,” I answered without much enthusiasm.
“Do you even know what you’re getting into?”
A gang-rape club? I thought in my mind. “Not really,” I answered.
“We’re a group of like-minded bros who like sex and we pool and share our experience for the benefit of all the other group members.”
“Haha, really?”
“Yeah, you should be grateful. We rarely take on new members.”
“What made you decide to let me in?” I asked, genuinely curious.
“To be honest, I didn’t give you much of a thought before. Rumor is, you haven’t even bonked your girlfriend yet.”
The fuck. Has he been spying on me?
“Don’t look so shocked,” Richard said, “girls gossip a lot, especially after a long hard fuck.”
“Haha, yeah.”
“But I guess it was hard to miss all that sucking up to me you were doing.”
I blushed. He wasn’t lying.
Richard continued, “I guess what ultimately helped me make up my mind was the day when I decided to follow you home to do a bit of scouting. I wanted to see how you lived, to see if you are a good enough for the club.”
Ooookaaay. This guy is seriously creeping me out.
“Imagine my surprise,” Richard said, “when I saw you scramble across your rooftop after dark to your neighbor’s side.”
Oh no.
“I must confess, I almost pissed myself laughing when I saw you plastering your face against your neighbor’s window and jacking off on the roof.”
I want to die. Oh God, let me die now please. Richard laughed on while I considered whether or not to jump out of the car in to oncoming traffic.
“But, you know, it occurred to me then,” Richard continued, “that you my friend, are a true pervert. And we perverts need to stick together.”
“Ahaha, yeah…”
“The whole world will condemn us because we are different. We are the extremes, the outliers. What they don’t realize is we are the purest expression of one of the basest of human nature. The rest of society are always quick to condemn the best among them, the brightest intellectuals, look at Tesla. He was by far a much more superior to Thomas Edison, who was only celebrated because he was more popular. That probably means he just attended more parties than Tesla. The strongest among us, look at Lance Armstrong, someone who was willing to do whatever it takes to be the best at what he does.”
Hoooo boy, I thought to myself. What have I gotten myself into? Daniel you dummy, when will you learn to choose your friends properly? Next thing you know, he’s probably going to say Hitler was the best leader of our age.
“Aiya, sorry, I get carried away sometimes,” Richard said. “My point is, you’re among friends. We won’t judge what you are here. We embrace it.”
“Haha, sure…”
“That said, we still got some rules to maintain order. You can read them all online at our forum.”
“Wha? You guys have a forum?” I asked in disbelief.
“Haha, yeah. You don’t really believe that we keep all our loot in a pendrive do you? That’s just a rumor we started. No, it’s an online forum. All of our pics, videos, and stories are up there. It’s protected though. You need to install a special custom browser to visit it. Things up there cannot be downloaded and your computer screenshot function will be disabled when you open it. All media is streamed using a custom player.”
Well, that’s awfully careful of you, I thought.
“But there is one rule I think I should let you know in advance,” Richard said, suddenly sounding serious.
“Okay…”
“When one of our bros has a target in their sights, you are not allowed to sabotage them. Help if you’re able, but never be a cockblock.”
I did not like where this was going.
Daniel:
I slid my entire length into Tracy’s pink shaved cunt in one slow nervous thrust. It was tight, wet, and exceedingly hot. I was in heaven. Tracy squealed like a schoolgirl. Well, technically, she is still a school girl. When I was balls deep inside of her, I had to stop moving because I was already on the verge of cumming. God it felt so good. Tracy grew impatient at my pause. She began grinding her hips against me. Her slim bare legs moved to hook around my butt. Shit, she was going to make me cum.
The boys read the agony off my face with mocking amusement. “Eh, this is your first time meh?” Brandon asked. Roy laughed.
Tracy was already doing her best to fuck me back, lifting her hips off the table in small eager thrusts.“Arghh… Ohhh….” I moaned when she drove me over the edge. I spewed my cum deep inside her. Tracy bit her lip and breathed hard through her nose. Her back arched with pleasure and I felt her pussy tighten excitedly around my cock, wringing the last of my cum from my cock.
“Ah! Oh no! Mmmmm… You… why you cum inside?” she gasped.
“S-s-sorry…” I replied, propping myself above her on the table with my elbows, reeling from the awesome effects of my orgasm. Ah, the loss of my virginity, a crucial milestone in the life of Daniel Ting, and I marked it by participating in a rape. I feel sick.
I would have collapsed on her if Brandon hadn’t tossed me a box of tissues. “Here, clean her up,” he grunted. I complied, wiping my cum which had seeped out of her pussy. Seeing her tight pink slit up close with my cum leaking out of it gave me another instant erection.
But my turn was up. Brandon impatiently pulled Tracy off the table back towards the couch. “Eh, bro, I believe it’s my turn la,” Roy said with a teasing laugh. Brandon scowled, but sat on the couch and pulled Tracy to kneel on top of him. He pulled her head down roughly and kissed her while his hands pulled the stretchy fabric of her top down to her waist to reveal her perky pink tits.
This caused Tracy to bend, pointing her cute butt backwards towards me, baring her aroused cunt and pretty little asshole. Roy chuckled some more and moved behind Tracy. His pants and boxers were soon discarded on the floor.
“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time,” Roy said as he entered her from behind. Tracy mewed and arched her back with pleasure. “You were always such a fucking tease.”
“Yeah,” Brandon added. “We’re gonna pay you back for all the frustration you caused us in class, bitch.” His fingers got busy teasing Tracy’s nipples. Tracy buried her face against his shoulder for support, moaning like crazy, as her entire body rocked back and forth from Roy’s thrusting.
I was mesmerized by the sight of my classmates fornicating before me. As I thought, watching them was turning me on more than the actual act of sex itself. I was rock hard.
Roy fucked Tracy with deep eager thrusts for more than 5 minutes which she received like a dog in heat. “Fuck yeah, fuck yeah, Tracy you slutty slut, fuuuuuck,” Roy groaned before slamming his entire dick hard into her and holding her hips tightly toward him. I knew that he was cumming in her.
God, this shit was crazy, I thought to myself. I turned to check on Richard and was surprised he wasn’t in the room anymore. What the fuck? Was he planning to miss out on Tracy’s pussy? But then again, this was Richard Lee we’re talking about here. He probably has a list of pussy on speed dial.
The boys had flipped Tracy over to lie on the couch. Brandon had her legs hoisted up on his shoulders and was pounding her with a vengeance while Roy was guiding her to clean his cock with her mouth. I was uncomfortable about being left alone with the trio of rutting animals so I quietly sneaked out of the room.
Richard was there in the hallway speaking to a phone. “Yes Aunty. Don’t worry aunty. We’re just having fun aunty. I’ll make sure he gets home safe Aunty,” he said to the phone. When he saw me he gave me a grin and brought a finger to his lips, indicating that I should be quiet. “Alright aunty. No problem. I’ll have him back soon.”
It was then I recognized the phone he was holding. That’s my phone! I must have left it on the table in the karaoke room just now. Shit! Who was Richard talking to on my phone?
“Okay aunty, really, there is no need to worry. Daniel has been so cool to us, so we just wanted to bring him out to celebrate a little. Yeah, take care aunty, bye!”
Richard ended the call and brought the phone down from his ear. He did not return it to me but stared at the screen for a few moments. There was a flicker of recognition across his face. After a while he flashed the screen at me. It showed a call ended screen but there was a picture of my mother on it. I had made it a point to accompany the contacts on my phone with a quick snapshot whenever possible.
“You mother damn hot man,” he said.
I felt myself bristling at his words. I don’t know why, but at that point, remembering what happened to Tracy, I was suddenly feeling very protective about my mother. I grabbed the phone from his hand and shoved it into my pocket.
“Sorry,” he said. “Your mother called when you were having your turn with Tracy. I didn’t want her to get suspicious.”
I felt immediate self-loathing at his words. “I want to go home,” I told him moodily.
Richard raised an eyebrow. “You done liao? You can relax you know, we have all night with Tracy.”
I just shook my head in reply.
Richard shrugged. “I get it. You’re not the sloppy seconds kind of guy. Me neither,” he said and playfully punched me on the arm. “But we have no problem leaving sloppy seconds to others, am I right?” he added with a laugh.
I was really on the verge of puking now. Tracy’s high pitched moans echoing from the door beside me wasn’t helping.
Richard turned to walk out of the karaoke joint and I followed him gratefully.