The Interview Part 2

Rachel returned to the interview room, told me to leave the toys on the table, get dressed properly, and follow her. We came to a manager's office which was labelled 'Gary Ng', when a lady walked out, as if she had just been raped - her clothes not buttoned properly, bursting with sweat and extremely wet legs. We went in and Rachel left instantly. Gary offered a handshake, got me to sit down, and then walked over to his window.

Gary was a rather good-looking, well-built man apparently in his late twenties, and was fluent in speech and work. Turning back, he said in a gentle tone, "Strip now. Leave your stockings on." While I got to work with him looking on, he sat back down, unzipped his pants, and whipped out his large penis. "I would've told you to leave your underwear on if you had any. But Rachel told me otherwise, so it's okay, I like girls who go commando anyway."

I stood up once I'm done, and instinctively, uncontrollably walked over to his shaft, and started stroking it gently. He didn't resist. Instead that seemed like what he wanted. Before I got to a blowjob, I asked him, "Isn't Rachel joining us?" He replied, "Oh, you love threesome? Nah, I just fucked that slut this morning. Turns out she had twelve guys last night, mad bitch."

Wow, Rachel's wild, I thought to myself as I went down to take in his dick by mouth, and thoughts about Rachel perished upon contact with that monster which expanded once I licked it. Even with a deep throat, I couldn't cover everything. It was that big, even bigger than Jonathan. And I blew for a good 10 minutes, having some scoldings threw at me for not doing it fast enough (such as "You horny cunt, can't you blow faster?") before he pushed me back and then with my back to the window.

He pushed me up a little, and did the wall position with his mega, now about 10-inch rod, pushing every inch into my pussy. It filled me up and the entrance was already lubricated due to Rachel's work and Gary getting me to finger myself while blowing him. Every thrust he pushed in the wall-fuck position clicked on my G-spot. I reached climax before long, and him, sensing it, made me do the cowgirl while he lied on the floor.

Now I was in control. He asked me certain questions about the company and the job while playing with my nipples, and praising my firm, lusty boobs. We also exchanged some insights on sex, before he decided that it was time to come, and instructed me back to the wall position.

Instead, I went into doggie against the same window, very much to Gary's pleasant surprise. He did a deep penetration and we were in for a few more minutes of humping. I could feel his expanding cock line up parallel to my vaginal walls, and the natural lubricant making that feeling more and more candid as he screwed me deep, reaching straight for my G-spot with every thrust. Before long, he took it out, turned me over to sit against the window, and masturbated for a while before shooting on my face.

He squatted down with me and we had a really passionate kiss, before he got dressed properly and passed me a towel to clean off his ejaculation. Once again, I had already wet the carpeted floor. He was really kind in helping me get dressed, and I really loved it when my slightly undersized shirt was pushed against my boobs by him. It was such a turn on!

Once I got dressed, we got to proper business while masturbating for one another, and sped up once work was all over. He came about two minutes before I had what I thought was my last orgasm in this office for the day.

The Interview Part 1

We always see on, porn movies, helpless girls getting fucked on their job interview. Well, that isn't always a fantasy, nor does it happen only in clips like those.

So I had finished my exams and was looking for a job (more people you know = more sex!) And I got an interview recently, and was contacted to go down to the office for the interview. Dressing up for it is predictable - a tight white shirt which totally revealed my nipples though they don't protrude unless agitated, with an ultra-mini-skirt which, once lifted, would give a view of my privates. I wore black laced leggings but cut away the middle portion, leaving the front part of my labia which I forgot to shave, the vagina, and the whole butt crack exposed. The slightest movement of the tight skirt would give away my modesty (if any to begin with).

Upon arrival at the office, I was lucky I'm the only one. What a bad impression to give my potential coworkers with my attire. There, I was greeted by a flat-chested, average-looking counter girl, who led me into an interview room.

Once in the room, the interviewer was a young girl in her twenties. She was wearing very much the same as me, except with a coat, so I couldn't tell the bra she was wearing. But even through two layers of clothing, one could distinctly identify her voluptuous figure - at least a D cup and a stark, stunning hourglass shape. As she was sitting facing the door, and having her legs open, the first thing that actually caught my eye was the translucent C-string she was wearing - I could even see her nicely shaved pubic area. She got me to sit down and passed me a name card with the name 'Rachel Toh', Once the door closed, it was only two of us and she took off her coat, baring her jugs in full view under her ultra-translucent shirt. One could even see the laces if she was wearing a bra. But she wasn't - it turned out to be a braless DD cup, though no sight of nipples meant nipple stickers.

After about five minutes of asking me some basic questions, explaining the company to me and what-nots, the conversation moved slowly into fashion and body. She took a sip of water and asked me, "Charmaine, can I ask you a question? Why are you not wearing a bra?" I thought I'd be gone and the job too. Since there was all of it at stake, I dared myself upon: "You too, Ms Toh." And I got wet almost instantly, and subconsciously slipped my hands down to the skirt and starting giving my gentle touches.

"Take it easy, Charmaine." She replied. "And call me Rachel. Now come over and sit on my lap." She continued, and turned away from the table with her legs together, ready for me to ride. Surprised yet turned on, I walked over sexily in my three-inch heels and slowly sat sideways on her, and we started kissing. The pecks were full of saliva, probably from two thirsty mouths, thirsty for pussies. The smacking of our tongues could totally be heard from any passer-by.

Just as we were about to undo each other's blouses, the door opened. It was the counter girl from just now. Rachel stopped our kissing, and commanded, "Angel, 4 nips, 2 dill!" Angel, the counter girl, stripped away her one piece dress immediately, which was without any underwear, and removed the dildo in her pussy, placed it on the table, and ran out of the room naked, and then in no time, came back with the nipple sets and the other dildo, and left it on the table, got dressed, then ran out again.

"Isn't she joining us?" I asked while starting to unbutton Rachel's almost-transparent blouse, while she did the same for me. "Nah, who wants an airport runway now? You get to fuck her anytime later." She said indifferently. In no time our tops were off, baring two pairs of large jugs, which Rachel took the greatest pleasure in clipping on the nipple sets, while I helped remove her star-shaped nipple stickers.

Once the nipple clips were on, Rachel turned both machines to full speed, it was seriously extremely stimulative. We proceeded to stimulate one another's pussies after throwing the white blouses aside, with me knowing I had to remove Rachel's skin coloured stockings and C-string before I could attack her slit. Just then, her hands lifted up my skirt, which bared my whole bottom with the cut-out for her viewing pleasure. I stood up for her to lick it, while I caressed her hair instead. She unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the ground; thereafter knowing that without the need to pull off my stockings, she did really splendid tongue work for a good two minutes or so, before stuffing an ultra-thick dildo into my already wet hole.

The dildo sent really strong vibrations through vagina and to the whole of my hips, so much so I got immobilised for a moment. Rachel then undressed her skirt herself, and then allowed me to bend over to smell the C-string she got, while I realised she already had a vibrator inside her, oblivious to Angel. She reached into her documents file and passed me the remote control, and I of course knew what to do on the spot! I was in total control of her, right there. I sat back down on my chair, rolled closer, and we stayed liplocked for the next 7 to 10 minutes, exchanging our fluids and setting our most sensitive areas off.

Moans were in the air amid the intense kissing. I counted a total of three climaxes, before we decided to go down to the floor for a 69 which ended up in a wet mess. After the second and more shocking mutual orgasm on the floor, I took out both our vibrators, got her to sit up, and we started fingering each other to one last orgasm. The carpet was now totally soaked in our juices, and then Rachel stood up and got dressed quickly, forgoing all her undergarments while she took the files out and told me to get ready.

Still having some horniness remaining, I grabbed the vibrator which was in her, smelt it, and started rolling it over my labia, while Angel came in to do a quick clean up.

My Greatest Fetish

A little fetish I've always had since JC.

The whole JC would gather, all in their school uniforms, ready for 'The Great Charmaine Sex Session'. Girls and guys would all be paired up in random selection, and with pair numbers 1, 2 and so on.

There would first be a strip check by me, just to get a view of how many people are commando, and what do people wear under their uniform, etc. The real action begins soon after, when upon my command all will do a clean strip, including me.

Then I would go to the first pair, get the guy to fuck me by the vagina, and the girl would caress my E-cup and nipples. Once the guy is about to cum, he will automatically remove his dick, turn me around and unload it into my mouth, with the girl making way for him.

At that very same instant when the first guy turns me around, the second guy would start fucking me by the vagina, and his girl takes over my boobs from the first girl with no lapse in time.

This then goes on and on for all the 800+ possible pairings in the whole college.

Early Days Part 2

My first commando experience was sometime in P4. If I didn't remember wrongly, this was what happened:

There was this Monday morning I was feeling rather horny (though I didn't know what was it then), probably caused by not masturbating the Sunday before. So as I slipped on my clothes for school, it dawned upon me that I could remove my panties under my skirt at a toilet to pleasure myself. Instead, I did it on the school bus, but I didn't masturbate there, I was kept turned on until I reached school.

I started school totally commando, and I believe I gave some male teachers and students numerous free views. As there was PE sometime later in the day, I went into a toilet cubicle, took off my bra after my pinafore and blouse, and left my rapidly-growing breasts (they were truly visible even at young age) hanging free for the rest of the day. Nothing was amiss - few, if not zero, girls wore a bra at that age.

With my mini-jugs hanging and my smooth slit in the cool, I sat through lessons with my concentration slightly diluted, and my heart pumping faster on average for the entire day. When the last bell rang at 1pm, it was one hell of a pleasuring session in a secluded boys' toilet, with loud moans and a slight chance of being discovered!

Side note:
I'm sorry I can't remember much about the past, they were too far back! And apologies for the lack of updates, the exams are taking its toll on me. But it's finally over! Jon and I have been having more sex, and at wilder places to relieve the exam stress, trust me it does! Will post about those in due time.

Marathons

Have you ever got so much penetration that your vagina turns sore?

Well, my record was 22 times of masturbation and 16 cocks inside, all in one day. It was during a school holiday in JC. Felt pain every time my fingers rolled near there for a few days, and abstained from penetrations for two days thereafter.

Secondary Sch Toilet Experience

In secondary school,  I think you could remember that there were multiple recesses. So when I was in Sec 2 and already had a cup size somewhere between C and D, and was already rather aesthetically attractive by my school's standards, I had a group of friends (both guys and girls) whom we would play all sorts of games during recess. Sometimes it's non-kinky, just some tai-di or random card games, which I would often put on a pair of vibrating panties. On other occasions, it would be the most bizarre games a bunch of horny Sec 2s would play - be it strip poker in a locked-up computer lab, or truth or dare with high-stake dares such as running around school naked, masturbating in class, or even sex-on-the-spot.

One day I lost a game and the forfeit was to go inside a busy guy's toilet for 15 minutes, stark naked, and with a vibrator inside me. So the rest of them sat outside the toilet, we checked that there was no one around, before I quickly stripped and went inside (it was easier since I had no undergarment whatsoever). Once I stepped inside, there was a guy washing his hands. I looked shy and squirmed to another direction. He just stared at me with lust, but exited the toilet without doing anything. There was still about 14:50 to go, and it felt like eternity.

In the next one minute there was almost no one, then along came two guys. I can't remember who they were, I was too scared as they looked at me, finished their peeing, then started to caress me with their pants still down. I compliantly went to one of their dicks to caress it, while the other dick was preparing to penetrate me. I was fondled simultaneously, and when the one behind lay me in doggy and found that I had a vibrator inside, he took it out and used it for clitoral and nipple stimulation. The horniness began to grow. Within seconds the penis inside unloaded, right inside me (lucky I had my period just one week back), and the handjob one ejaculated in my face. "Thanks slut, you were great." One of them said. He continued to vibrate on my nipples and made me hold the vibrator before leaving, and while the door opened a group of four came in. I was on the floor, touching myself all over after this little warm up, and the group of four wasted no time in pinning me to the wall, doing a wall sex and corner stimulation of my clit. Before long, a few more loads of cum came all over, and inside me.

The routine continued, as another group entered while the four had me on the sink and near the wall, and I fucked, in total, about 30-40 guys in a mere ten minutes, sometimes one at a time, sometimes many, and from the most nerdy to the most beng, with at least five ejaculations in me (yes I counted, I wonder why can't they control). Many labelled me a cunt, slut, prostitute, but I chose to listen to the praises of my body instead, be it over their conversations, or said sarcastically in my face.

In the last five minutes, Jane came in, with her skirt (no panties) and bra on, and brought in even more vibrators. She had a C cup too, which was rather big for a Sec 2 as well. We waited for the next people to enter, and there was a point there were about eight guys to two busty girls. Names flew across the toilet again, but we didn't care. Yes, we were horny sluts at that time.

After the whole 15-minute ordeal, the whole kinky gang came in, and the guys unloaded on (and in) the girls, some staining on the uniforms. We hurried to use two cubicles to clean ourselves up, and then went back to report after recess, with everyone going totally commando, the guys bulging and the girls' nipples protruding, and you would've anticipated what happened after school at 1.30pm. Yes, we were more than a group of mere friends fooling around school in our free time, much much more than that.

Although it was a pity our six-some went our separate ways after being split into different classes, and drifted even further after graduation.

The Exhibitionist Ch 3

As usual, zero-underwear. I was taking the last bus home, and started to get a little horny. There was no one at the bus stop, so I started to touch myself a little. I was wearing a white T-shirt and light grey jeans that day. Once I got onto the bus, I chose the last seat upstairs, so it was concealed. I wasted no time, immediately unzipping my pants and fingering my just-trimmed clit.

Then a passenger came up. I was so really hoping he doesn't come to the back as I didn't have enough time to get properly dressed, but he did walk closer and closer. He chose a seat about 3/4 the way back, so I was really lucky. I was still doing intense fingering while this was happening.

My rubbing on my clit started to get faster, and I let out small moans. My other hand went lower and reached for my already dripping vagina. Both in unison, the fingering got even more intense. I spasmed a little. Then I let out a loud sigh upon climax, and luckily the guy in front was on his earphones. I continued searching for a second climax, and it came no later then one minute after. I could feel the juices squirting out of my pussy, making my jeans all wet from the mixture of sweat and fluids but I didn't care. I zipped up as it was only two stops left.

I stood up wondering if that guy and the bus driver noticed my wet crotch. I even purposely exited from the front. Well, doesn't really matter. Since my bus stop is near a park, I went to the most secluded shelter, stripped off everything and had a really good time there, where I didn't have to control my moans and attire. I think there were people about 50 metres out from this shelter that was really far away from the path, but since no one visited me during the 15 minute masturbation there, I did had some great time!