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Dm me for her leaks

09

Mr Koh was at his usual coffee shop near his flat, smoking his Malboro and drinking his Tiger beer. This was the best hour of his day where he can be away from his work and his wife. Nothing to bother him, just sipping cold beer, taking a long drag on his cigarette and maybe teasing the China beer lady who is always shaking her ass in front of him. The beer lady is in her thirties, maybe older. He would prefer someone younger but she is the only one who is willing to shake her ass for him, even allowing him to slap it if he buys enough beer.

“Uncle, can you lend me a dollar?”

Mr Koh looked up and saw a young Malay girl wearing a pink t-shirt with a picture of a cat and the words “Nice Pussy” above it. Completing her outfit was a colourful batik-like baggy pants.

Mr Koh has seen her frequently and must be living around the area. He had seen her with different men, chatting and laughing away. Most of the men were around her age, but she was also with others who were much older.

“I thought I had enough money to buy beer but I am short of a dollar. I don’t want to make another trip down again.” The girl pouted. So cute. Mr Koh thought to himself.

“Here. Take it.” Mr Koh was feeling generous. “Don’t worry about it. It is only a dollar.”

“Thanks, Uncle!” The girl leaned over and hugged him. Mr Koh could feel the warm, soft breasts pressed against his chest. His cock throbbed to attention, making a painful dent in his shorts. “You are the best!”

No, you are the best, thought Mr Koh. It has been a long time since he got hugged by such a pretty young girl.

Mr Koh watched the girl buy her beer. She tore open the can and drank greedily from it, a small trickle escaping her mouth. She wiped it with her sleeves. At that moment, she saw Mr Koh looking at her and she gave him the sweetest of smile. Turning away, Mr Koh watched the young ass sway away.

After a while, with his beer finished, Mr Koh decided to return home.

“Another bottle of Tiger?” The China beer lady smile at Mr Koh, cajoling him to stay a while longer.

“No, thanks. I have enough for the day.” Mr Koh smiled, his hand outreached trying to steal a smack on her ass.

“No money, no honey. You Singaporeans like to say.” The China beer lady pushed his hands away, smiling. She spotted another customer at the next table and walked quickly away.

As Mr Koh made his way back to his HDB flat, he saw a grayish white cat climbing up a flight of stairs to a block of flats next to his own. Curious, he followed it up the landing and saw the Malay girl sitting atop the flight of stairs, feeding the cat from a can of cat food.

“Oh, hello again, Uncle!” The girl smiled naughtily, pouting her thick, pink lips. Blood gushed into Mr Koh’s cock as it throbbed heavily against his shorts.

The girl bent down to stroke the cat on its head, revealing her cleavage. Mr Koh could not take his eyes away from the brown valley of young, smooth flesh. His cock was harder than before and strained against his shorts. “You want to sit down and be more comfortable?” The girl giggled, pointing at Mr Koh’s obvious tent in his shorts.

Mr Koh sat down hurriedly, hoping that it would make his erection less obvious. He tried to act nonchalant, asking casually “So, it this your cat?”

“Yeah.” The girl smiled, still stroking the cat lovingly. “You want to stroke my pussy?”

Mr Koh extended his hand to stroke the cat.

“Not this pussy, Uncle.” The girl laughed, holding his hand. When their skins touched, he felt an electric shock passed through his body. His heart beat faster and his cock throbbed painfully. Pressing his hand against the picture of the cat on her t-shirt, the girl smiled seductively “Stroke this pussy.” He could feel the soft mounds of flesh beneath the thin t-shirt. The girl guided his hand across her breasts and he felt the tiny protruding nipples against his fingers. The girl was not wearing any bra. What a slut, he thought to himself.

Mr Koh watched the girl as she closed her eyes, guiding his hands all over her breasts. She moaned softly as the pleasure mounted. Mr Koh leaned closer, and slipped his hands under her t-shirt. Touching her bare skin, he squeezed her breasts, forcing her nipples to protrude even further. His finger circled around her nipples, drawing out her anticipation before finally touching them, causing her to gasp in pleasure. He squeezed them gently, rolling them in his fingers. Bathed in the sensations pulsing through her body, the girl whimpered, “Stroke my pussy.”

Mr Koh reluctantly removed one of his hands from her naked breasts and pressed it on her t-shirt, outlining the shape of the cat with his fingers. Did she have a kink for t-shirts? Mr Koh was confused. Did she enjoy this better?

“Not this pussy, Uncle.” The girl eyed Mr Koh accusingly. She held his hand and pushed it between her thighs. “Stroke this pussy.”

His confusion cleared, Mr Koh cupped her cunt, his middle finger expertly tracing the slit through the thin batik pants. To his surprise, he found that the whore was not wearing any panties. His fingers could feel the folds of her cunt and her wetness was seeping through. He brought his fingers to his nose and the sweet smell of a young cunt flooded his senses. He yanked off her pants and found her exposed shaved, smooth cunt, overflowing with her wanton juice.

The girl grabbed his hands and held it close to her cunt. Mr Koh knew what the girl wanted and obliged her by pushing his fingers into her wet, thirsty hole. As he fingered her, the girl moaned in pleasure, her hips jerking upwards uncontrollably while her legs clasped tightly around Mr Koh’s arms.

Mr Koh pulled down his pants and released his hard cock from its prison. He stroked it furiously with his free hand while watching the girl writhed in pleasure from his finger fucking. He moved nearer to the girl, stroking his cock harder and faster. “Can I cum on your face?”

“Not my face, Uncle. My pussy.” The girl got up and leaned over the parapet with her bare ass and cunt facing Mr Koh. With her fingers, she pried opened her cunt invitingly. She turned her face towards Mr Koh, “Stroke this pussy.”

Mr Koh positioned himself behind her and hesitated. “I don’t have a condom.”

The girl giggled. “Don’t be a pussy. Stroke this pussy.” She wriggled her ass invitingly at Mr Koh.

Seeing this, his cock made the decision for him. He held onto her ass, and rubbed his cock along her cunt. Lubricated by her overflowing cunt juice, his cock inevitably slipped in. “Fuck!” The girl cursed, as her body tensed up with the intrusion. Her vaginal walls tightened around Mr Koh’s cock, intensifying his pleasure. “Fuck!” Mr Koh cursed. “You are so fucking tight.”

He steadied himself, willing himself not to cum just yet. He wants to savour this young slut a little longer. He pushed his cock further in, enjoying the tightness and warmth as it engulfed more of his hard cock. With his whole length immersed in her, he paused for a while, enjoying the tightness of a young cunt on his hard cock.

Slowly, he stroked her pussy with his cock, drawing moans of pleasure from the girl. He slapped her ample ass, which wobbled against his body. As he pushed harder and deeper into her, he realised that he could look out over the neighbourhood from the parapet. He saw a person walking underneath him. It was his neighbour, Mrs Lee, who often stops by to gossip with his wife. If she looks up now, she will see him fucking the girl on the second floor of the HDB floor just beside his flat. That thought only aroused him further. His cock, engorged with blood, grew even thicker and longer. Holding her hands behind her, he pushed himself faster and deeper into her.

“Stroke my pussy. Stroke me harder. Stroke me faster.” The girl whimpered, her t-shirt now riding upwards, with her breasts hanging out, swaying in sync with each of Mr Koh’s thrust. Mr Koh wanted o go even deeper. He lifted one the girl’s legs and pushed himself deeper from the side. The girl howled with pleasure. Mr Koh froze, as he watched Mrs Lee below him stopping, wondering where the scream came from. Luckily, she did not look up and continued walking towards her flat.

“Don’t stop.” The girl gasped, as she clutched the railings on the parapet more tightly. “Stroke my pussy. Stroke my pussy harder and faster.” Seeing Mrs Lee is no longer below them, Mr Koh resumed his attack on the girl, thrusting his cock into her cunt. “I will stroke your pussy.” He whispered fiercely. “Slut!” He thrust his hard cock deep into her and pausing just enough for her to enjoy the pleasure of his cock engulfed deeply in her, he withdrew almost completely before thrusting forcefully into her again. “Whore!”

“Yes! I am your slut!” The girl moaned. “I am your whore!”

Mr Koh increased his pace, pulling the girl’s ass against his body, thrusting deep and hard. With a final push, he poured his manly juice deep into the girl’s waiting hole. As his throbbing cock continued pushing out streams of his man juice, Mr Koh leaned on top of the girl, grabbing her breasts as he savoured the last pleasures emanating from his cock. His cock now satisfied, returned to its flaccid state and slipped out of her cunt. Mr Koh stepped backwards, sitting down against the wall, exhausted.

The girl sat down too, her legs opened, exposing her cunt to Mr Koh. She smiled at Mr Koh. “Stroke my pussy.”

Mr Koh inched closer to the girl and gave her a kiss, his tongue seeking hers in her mouth.

 “Not there. This pussy.” The girl pushed his head down towards her cunt. Mr Koh could see his white semen flowing out of her cunt. He moved closer and started licking her cunt, swallowing their love juice, now mixed together.

The girl moaned softly in pleasure. “Will you take care of my pussy?”

Mr Koh looked up. “Of course. Any time you need me to fuck you, just let me know. I will take good care of your pussy.”

“Not my pussy. This pussy.” The girl giggled, motioning to the cat that was by the side, now licking her paws. “Uncle. You are such a dirty old man.”

As soon as they hit the club, they immediately got shots and headed to the dance floor. She was innocently having fun and dancing around with her friends when a guy came up to her and gave her free drinks. Flattered, she accepted it without thinking and downed it. Her friends were also bought drinks and they didn’t think too much of it either.

As the night went on, after many shots and free drinks, Kayla was getting a little dizzy and headed to the toilet to freshen up, not noticing the man had followed her. As she was about to close the bathroom door, he slid his hand in between the door and pulled it open, letting himself in and locking the door behind him.

“What the f*ck, what are you doing in here? Get out.” Kayla said, indignantly.

“You and your friends have been drinking on my dime the whole night. I’m here to collect.” he said, smirking at her.

Before Kayla could reply, James pinned her to the wall, one hand covering her mouth to prevent her from screaming. The other went straight to her skirt, pulling aside her panties and slipping his fingers into her slick folds.

Kayla bit back tears as she desperately tried to struggle, hoping that he would back off. Her knees buckled as his fingers curled into her, pressing into a spot that sent shivers down her spine. She wanted to resist, but the alcohol had dulled her senses and lowered her guard. And those fucking fingers, she couldn't help but feel pleasure as he explored her insides. Kayla dripped pathetically around his fingers, her pussy twitching as she felt a warmth build in her core.

She breathed a sigh of relief as he finally removed his fingers, only to see him unbuckling his pants and popping out his huge cock. Her eyes widened in fear as he hoisted her up, spreading her legs wide open and positioning his cock at the entrance of her pussy, teasing her.

"Wait... no"

Without warning, he thrusted into her. Kayla instantly let out a huge gasp, filled with a mix of guilt, regret but also pleasure. Her eyes fluttered as her petite body tried to accommodate his girth. She shuddered as he lifted her up and slammed her down his cock again, impaling himself so deep in her she nearly blacked out. She clung on tightly around his neck, burying her face in a desperate attempt to stifle her moans.

Kayla wrapped her legs around his waist, straddling him, trying to get some of her body weight off his cock. This only spurred him on. He grabbed her tiny waist with rough hands, and began thrusting into her mercilessly, splitting her open over and over again, using her tiny body like a fleshlight. Her pussy started getting wetter and wetter as her distressed body tried it's best to lubricate itself against the constant assault.

"Please... Ahhhhh... I can't take it anymore.. " she pleaded.

“You little cum dumpster. You’re nothing but a slut. Look at how wet you are, practically begging to be fucked.”

He raised Kayla's legs, placing her ankles on his shoulders, folding her in half and sandwiching her against the wall. Grabbing her hips he started thrusting into her with renewed vigor. His cock filled her completely, stretching her, plunging so deep into her her legs started shaking uncontrollably.

Kayla was getting increasingly broken down, her mind succumbing to the depravity, dumbed down by the relentless assault. Kayla felt her orgasm building, a tidal wave of pleasure threatening to overwhelm her. She cried out, her voice hoarse, as her body tightened around his cock. With a final, powerful thrust, Kayla's body shattered, her orgasm ripping through her like a storm. She screamed, her voice raw, as her juices flowed freely, coating his cock and dripping all over the floor.

"Did you just cum? You dirty slut."

He pried her off his cock. Kayla choked back a sob, thinking it was over, only for him to bend her over on the toilet bowl and start fucking her doggy style. He pulled her hair back as he slammed into her tight pussy. Kayla grasped frantically at his hands, tears welling up in the corner of her eyes as her body was forced to arch painfully. Her scalped burned but nothing could distract the awful sensation of his cock punching deep into her guts, rearranging her overstimulated insides.

“You like it don’t you? You nasty little slut.” he snarled as he ravaged her tight pussy.

“I... I don't... Please, let m..HAWKKURGH” Kayla swallowed a mouthful of water as he shoved her head into the toilet bowl.

“That’s more like it. What a fucking slut you are. You’re nothing more than a whore. Nothing more than a personal fuck toy that will get passed around tonight.”

Kayla writhed and struggled helplessly, trying to push herself out, but his grip was too strong, holding her steady while he fucked her further down. Just as her lungs were about to explode, he pulled her out, forcing her on her knees before shoving his massive throbbing dick into her delicate mouth.

He started mouth fucking her and within seconds, unleashed a huge load right into her throat. His warm, thick cum coated the inside of her mouth, bursting out of her nostrils. He smacked his dick on her cumstained face, cleaning his dick off with her top. He gave her a smirk as he walked out of the toilet, leaving her crumpled on the floor in a messy heap.

Kayla layed on the cold, hard floor, gasping for air, still reeling in from the debauchery she was forced to endure. Ruined makeup covered her face, tears flowing freely down her cheeks, an amalgation of her own drool, cum and toilet water covering her body.

Kayla summoned the last bit of her strength to pull herself up to the sink. Her face was a mess, hair still drenched from the dunking, lifeless, weary eyes staring back at her. Her strength gave out and she slumped back to the ground. She had to clean up quickly and warn her friends about the guy, for all she knew he could be targeting one of them at this very moment.

The door creaking open snapped her back to reality. Kayla looked up, hoping it was one of her friends coming to check in on her, only to see a guy she didn't know staring at her. He gave her a wicked smile before slipping in and closing the door behind him, unbuckling his pants with a chuckle.