My wife blackmailed and fucked by security guards (Part 21)

By jchboy

Susan lay panting on her marital bed. She kept her legs open, feeling the copious amount of warm semen deposited into her warm pussy flowing down to her asshole, where it mingled with the semen flowing from her ass and dripped onto the bedsheets.

Her nipples were sore from the sucking and biting of the rough construction workers. Her thighs ached from being forced wide open so the men could have uninstructed access to her tender pussy. She was slick with sweat, both hers and that of the construction workers as they pressed their sweaty, dirty bodies against her soft body. The room was rank with the stench of sweat and semen, and the aftertaste of many men’s semen lingered in her mouth. Susan had never felt so used and abused. 9 men at once! what would her family and friends think? But even in her shame, she still felt intensely horny, her pussy empty and aching to be filled by cock, and the filthier the cock and the more she was abused, the more aroused she was.

Susan’s thoughts drifted to the day John informed her of his overseas trip and how she finally mustered up the courage to ask Ganesh for help in fulfilling her depraved fantasy. She was frightened, not knowing how Ganesh would react. Frightened and horny, actually. Her g-string was soaked through by the time she explained what she wanted to Ganesh. To her relief, Ganesh agreed readily. To her delight, she was punished by the 3 security guards afterward, who made her bend over and took turns spanking her before fucking her tight pussy and asshole repeatedly with their large cocks.

Ganesh had assured her that the selected men would go for a health check first, both for her sake and theirs. Susan had also, in order to make the robbery and ‘rape’ more realistic, tried to push all thoughts of the arrangement out of her mind. She had infactgone about her day as normal, except she was dressed in a sexy nightgown instead of her usual t shirt and shorts.
So successful was her self psychosis that she almost screamed when the foreign workers burst into her house. She was actually scared when the workers blindfolded her, fearing that something might go wrong. Only when she heard Ganesh telling the men to go ahead and felt their hands pawing at her and ripping off her clothes that her horniness took over and she allowed them to fuck her relentlessly.

Susan had already realized that, despite her willingness to be fucked roughly by the brutes, the sensation was enhanced when she felt she was beint forced into the situation, much like the first and second encounter. Hence, she always made it a point to psycho herself before each encounter and also to be very vocal about her ‘unwillingness’ during the fuck session. John’s unexpected arrival only enhanced this current encounter. As the 3 guards approached Susan again with their erect cocks, susan looked at John and moaned ‘i am so sorry Lao gong, they forced me to suck and fuck them all…I’m sorry I’m so horny…

I watched as the 3 blackmailers approached my abused wife. Even as she looked at me, trying to explain the situation, I saw her legs unconciously began to spread further. But instead of taking her there and then, Ganesh told her,’ go wash up, then come to the living room. We want to fuck you there. Here so dirty liao.’ Susan meekly slid off our marital bed and went to the bathroom, and soon the sound of running water could be heard. The 6 construction workers, with tired but satisfied smiles, thanked the security guards and left. To them, Susan was nothing but a slut, to be fucked and abused by their pent up lust.

Ganesh gestured toward me, and Alan and Vikram lifted the chair I was bound to between them. As we left our master bedroom, I looked back. The room was a mess. Drawers and cupboards were flung open, and articles of clothing were strewn all over the place. Our bed was soaked through with a combination of sweat, semen and my wife’s juices. The smell of sex and sweat hung heavy in the air. Inexplicably, my thoughts as I was dragged out was how the hell we were going to get the place cleaned up. Funny how the mind distracts itself when faced with an unbearable situation.

In the living room, I was thrown onto the single seater. Ganesh, Vikram and Alan sat themselves in a row on the long sofa, their legs splayed and their cocks jutting out. Soon, the sound of running water stopped, and after awhile Susan emerged from our room. She had taken the time to clean up and put on a lacy white bra and panties (in my mind, I wondered what for?). As she approached and stood before the 3 men, Ganesh sneered at me and motioned to Susan to approach him.

I saw Susan hesitate, concious of my presence there and her own guilt, but Ganesh merely said ‘don’t force me to tell all, slut’. With no choice in the matter, Susan dropped daintily to her knees and crawled toward Ganesh, until her face was merely a few inches away from his large erection. When Ganesh grabbed her head and pulled her toward him, she only put up a token resistance before she opened her mouth and enveloped his cock. In the next 15 minutes, I was treated to the sight of my wife, submissive on her knees infront of our blackmailers, give oral sex to all 3 of them. She was not shy about it either, taking their cocks all the way till her nose was buried in their pubic hair, lovingly carressing and licking their balls and asshole. I watched in dismay, realising that evidently she was so well practised that she must have done it many times before this. The guards in turn had their hands all over her, squeezing her buttocks, tweaking her nipples, carressing her pink pussy….I knew that soon they would move on to more, and I was not disappointed…

My wife blackmailed and fucked by security guards (Part 20)

By jchboy

I looked around me. All I could see where Chinamen looking at me with lust. I remembered that I used to look down on them. I though they were uncouth country bumpkins who were dirty and rude. Now, as I look at their cocks, I wanted their cocks. I wanted so much to be fucked by them. I want to be their fucktoy. I wanted them to bring me down to their status – just a whore for construction workers.

One of them spoke to me in heavily accented Mandarin. I could not understand them. I was a convent girl who always thought that Cheena was unfashionable and I barely passed CL2. One of them grabbed me and lifted me up, like I weighted nothing. The second man immediately laid on the bed, his dick sticking up like a flag pole. The 3rd guy came to help the 1st guy and each of them held on to my legs, spreading my legs wide apart. Then they lowered me onto the erect dick of the man laying down. I screamed in pleasure as his dick filled my pussy. I was then lifted up again by the two men and when they relaxed, my entire pussy enveloped the dick again. I could feel my pussy getting very wet. They pounded me again the dick a few more times before they let me go. One of the men pushed my quavering body forwards so that my butthole was not exposed in the air. Almost immediately, I felt a dick plunge deep in my asshole. Fortunately, Vinesh and gang had been fucking my asshole. It was well-used and I can take cocks of average sizes in my asshole easily. In fact, the Chinaman’s dick felt a bit small. But when he thrusted, I nearly cummed. He thrusted with all his might, treating my asshole like a pussy. I could feel him alternating between slow and quick thrusts. At the same time, the dick in my cunt seemed to be following the rhythm of the dick fucking my ass. I knew that my husband was watching me, but I gave up trying to pretend to resist. I screamed loudly, “Fuck my ass, you Chinamen. Fuck it hard, I need your hard cock in my shithole!”

Just as I thought about the missing Chinaman, I felt a tug on my hair. It was very painful, and I had no choice but to raise my head. Before I could scream in pain, a big dick engulfed my mouth. I could not even try out loud as the tip of the dick reached the entrance of my throat, gagging me. It was the 3rd guy. For a time, I lost track of all time. The sensations were trying me crazy. The cock in cunt and the cock in my asshole stretched my groin area and I could feel them almost touching each other through my cunt walls. The cock in my mouth was fucking my throat and I could barely breath. Instead of feeling panicky, I felt even more alive than even before. This was how it felt to be airtight! I loved the sensation.

Finally the cock in my mouth stopped fucking my throat and I grab a gulp of fresh air. Just as I was about to say something, a hand slapped my face a couple of times. Somebody said “whore” and I felt warm liquid spray into my mouth. It was somebody’s spit. I looked up and saw the 3rd chinaman grinning evilly at me. He was clearing his throat and sent another spitball into my face. Instead of being repulsed, another jolt of pleasure went up my spine. I was like an object to them. They did not treat like like an high class Singaporean. Then the cock went into my mouth again.

After what seemed like hours, I felt the guy in my pussy shoot his load deep into my wet pussy. The guy in my asshole followed shortly and my mouth was filled with cum. They left me on the masterbedroom bed. I laid there trying to catch my breath. I looked at my now tied up husband. He was tearing a bit. He knew that he had lost an innocent wife and now gain a cock-hungry slut. With cum still on my lips, I said, “I need cock!”

I watched in silence as the 3 china construction workers finished ravishing my wife. The combined jizz began to leak out of my wife’s pussy, dripping down between her legs to stain the bedsheet. As she looked at the other unsatisfied men with lust in her eyes, they did not disappoint. As the 3 china workers got off our marital bed, they were immediatly replaced by the 3 Bangladesh workers.

Our bed creaked as the workers got on. Susan needed no prompting now. She pulled one of the workers toward her and made him lie down. Positioning herself over him in the reverse cowgirl position, she lowered her ass onto his cock, leaving her ravaged pink pussy exposed for the other worker, who hesitated only briefly before sliding his dark penis into her. The last worker of course stuffed his cock into my wife’s willing mouth, and soon the lewd fucking commenced.

As the workers thrusted and plunged into my wife, I could see her total abandonment, as if she no longer cared that I was there. She came multiple times, her screams muffled by the cock in her mouth, before the workers began to shoot
their second load inside her. Susan lay back on the bed, abused and exhausted. The 6 construction workers, their lust finally sated, were already dressing upmto leave. By ganesh and his subordinates were far from satisfied…

My wife blackmailed and fucked by security guards (Part 19)

By jchboy

[John]

Being isolated alone in a hotel for a few days with only a TV and my laptop for company gave me plenty of time to think things through. The past few months, I had simply kept myself as busy as possible so that I wouldn’t have to think about Susan being repeatedly gangbanged by Ganesh and the guards. But now, I had plenty of time to think about the additional revelation that she had gone back willingly to be fucked by them. As I looked back on the many photos we had taken over the years, I felt nostalgia and some sadness that Susan was probably no longer the girl I used to know. But, looking at her innocent face, I could not deny that there was something incredibly arousing watching a pretty girl like her becoming a complete cock slut. It was something you could never have told from her appearance.

After much brooding, I decided I had to confront the situation. Did I still love her? I guess I still do. It is hard to throw away that many years of a perfect relationship. Was I upset that she went back willingly to get fucked by the security guards? Yes I was. And was I upset that she enjoyed and craved sex so much that she was willing to demean herself? That she was a nymphomaniac? It took me a full day of research and another day of trying to convince myself that it was not really her fault, that she was just made this way, with a much higher sex drive then other women. But it took certain conditions to trigger that lust, conditions that I could never have provided. She enjoyed being forced, being taken roughly, being totally not in control of the situation. As much as I love her, and even if we got back together, I accepted the fact that I alone would not be able to satisfy her sexual needs.

Finally, I guess there was something perverse in me as well. I never thought about it before, but seeing Susan getting roughly gangbanged and enjoying it made me realize that perhaps I had a cuckold fetish as well. We always said we were made for each other. A nymphomaniac and a husband with a cuckold fetish, really a perfect match, I thought to myself. I resolved to go home and catch Susan in the act this weekend, have my fun as well, then have a serious conversation with her.

The weekend finally arrived. I checked out of the hotel and made my way home, my heart and cock throbbing in anticipation of what I would find. When I reached home, the apartment seemed empty, but I could hear faint noises coming from the bedroom. Stepping as lightly as possible, I tiptoed to our bedroom. The door was ajar, and as I moved slowly into range the unfolding scene before me was one I could always count on to make Susan orgasm when we made love in the future.

Our room was ransacked. Cupboard doors were flung open, drawers were pulled out, and most of Susan’s clothes were thrown all over the place. Susan was on our bed, blindfolded and with her hands tied behind her back. A sexy pair of black panties and a semi transparent night gown lay torn on the floor. In between her, forcing her legs apart and plowing his cock at a furious pace into her pussy, was a Chinese man, from china and a construction worker from what I could tell. Another man, also a Chinese construction worker, was forcing his cock as well in and out of her mouth, nearly gagging her with his furious pace. Standing around our bed were seven other men, one more Chinese, three Bangladeshi construction workers, and the three security guards. All of them were naked and tugging on their erections, waiting for their turn to fuck my wife.

All the men were engrossed in the sordid scene before them. The two men double fucking my wife were tanned from working in the sun, and the sweat gleamed off their wiry muscled bodies. My wife’s fair, soft and curvy body stood out in stark contrast to that of her violaters. I, too, was too engrossed in watching another man’s cock thrusting in and out of my wife’s pussy to notice that I had been noticed by one of the Bangladeshi workers. Things were a blur for the next few seconds. Alan exclaimed ‘eh thought you not in Singapore?!’ Ganesh made a quick gesture, and the three Banglas immediately grabbed me and held me down. The Chinese got some raffia string out and proceeded to bind me tightly to a chair. Susan, alerted by the commotion, was trying to ask what was going on, but as the two men never stopped their fucking pace, her questions came out like this

‘oooh…mmmph….slurp….Oh my god…slurp…mmmmph…John….mmmph…is that you….mmmmph…oh my god….mmmph…slurp….why are you…oh…oh…back so early…mmmph….’

Once he was convinced I was tied down securely, Ganesh, grinning evily, tore off my wife’s blindfold so that she could see me. Susan’s eyes widened, and she tried to wriggle away from the two Chinese workers, but what could she do against their strength? Without missing a stroke, the two men simply held her down even more firmly and continued fucking her at an even more furious rate. Despite the shock of seeing me, I could tell Susan was coming from her faster and heavier breathing.

‘We come to rob your house only, owe money but no money to pay lah, but who knew your wife at home and dressed so sexy? All of us see liao buay tahan so we tied her up, tore off all her clothes, and started fucking her. First round only so you’re just in time for the show haha! Ganesh smirked. Of course I knew this was arranged, but I kept quiet. The fucking on our bed was reaching its climax. With a loud groan, the man fucking her pussy shuddered, and I saw his ass cheeks tighten as he came inside my wife. Once he withdrew his softening cock, another man immediately took his place between my wife’s legs.

‘oh…mmmph…please don’t rape my married pussy…ohh…slurp…just take anything you want and leave…oh…just don’t fuck my married pussy with your dirty cocks…oh…oh yes that’s it…oh don’t treat me like a slut…’
She might as well be playing the game where you have to do the opposite of what the leader says, as the other man started sliding his penis into her sopping wet pussy with long and powerful strokes, and there were still 7 other men unsatisfied…

The construction worker forcing his cock into my wife’s petite mouth was, from his accelerated thrusting and breathing, coming as well. With one last mighty thrust, he shoved hic cock all the way down Susan’s throat and began spurting his thick cum into her mouth. I could see Susan’s throat bobbing as she tried to swallow as much cum as possible. When he was satisfied Susan had swallowed as much as she could, he pulled out and rubbed his slimy cock head around her lips, smearing her with his pre-cum and semen.

The construction worker fucking her pussy took the brief respite to flip Susan over and immediately continued his furious assault on her tender pussy in the doggy position. One of the Bangladesh workers now took his turn. Positioning himself in front of my wife, he spread his legs and ordered in his heavily accented English, ‘you suck now’. Turning to look at me, Susan whispered, ‘ohhh….John…I….ohhh….they forced their way in….and tied me up…ohhh…’ Before she could finish, the impatient Bangladeshi worker grabbed her hair and forced her face into his hairy crotch. Seemingly already forgetting I was there, Susan began licking and sucking his dark testicles with gusto, before taking his entire cock into her mouth.

It was a disturbing yet arousing sight, my pretty petite wife being double teamed by 2 dirty construction workers, and with 6 more waiting their turn to fuck her! Imagine the delight of the construction workers, far away and lonely in the foreign land, only able to look but no chance of ever touching one of our beautiful Singaporean girls. But now here was one such woman, naked, tied up, and willingly submitting to their pent up lust! There was no foreplay, no variation in their thrusts, no thought of pleasuring their partner, just mindless, animalistic sex. The china construction worker could not keep up such a pace for long, and soon began coming into my wife as well. The second he was done, the Bangladeshi worker enjoying her mouth took his place and began fucking her quivering pussy with fast, long thrusts, while another Bangladeshi worker fed his cock into her mouth.

The lewd fucking continued for the next half hour, as all the men, including the security guards, took turns alternating between my wife’s mouth and pussy. I could tell my wife was especially aroused when Ganesh, Vikram and Alan took their turn with their big cocks, but mindful of my presence she didn’t dare to voice out her pleasure. But she could not hide her moans, nor her body language as she met them thrust for thrust. All the men had came at least once in her mouth or pussy. But with such a rare beauty before them, how could they be satisfied with just one shot? The 3 china construction workers, with looks of lust on their face, climbed up on the bed and surrounded my petite wife again…

My wife blackmailed and fucked by security guards (Part 18)

By jchboy

I was desperately horny for her, and at that moment I wished I had more then 2 hands so that I could caress every part of her body. As we continued to french passionately, the rest of our clothes followed my shorts and were soon lying in a pile on the floor. I lingered over her bra and g-string, wanting my first unveiling of Susan to be extra special. Her boobs, a shapely b-cup, were topped off by 2 delicious looking pink nipples. I must have spent minutes licking and sucking on them, tasting the sweet and sweat of her. She was an appreciative lover, moving sensuously in my arms and not seeming to mind that I was sweaty and probably smelly from my run. We ended up in the 69 position, with her delicious pink pussy hovering over my mouth. The scent of her sweat and juices formed a pleasantly musky smell, and I wasted no time in delving once again into her pussy with my tongue. Meanwhile, Susan had once again wrapped her lips around my erection, and was giving me the second blowjob of my life.

But this time, as I was about to come again, Susan stopped. She got off me and pulled me to my feet, then laid back on the sofa, her legs spread lewdly, her pink pussy completely exposed.

‘Jason…I want your hard cock inside me…fuck me with that dirty cock’

I was on to her game by now. I placed my cock at the entrance of her pussy, but lingered there. ‘Beg me to fuck you’ I ordered in my sternest voice

‘No…please…I’m a happily married woman…please don’t make me beg you to fuck me…’

‘Beg me or no cock for you!’

‘ok…ok…Jason…please fuck my married pussy with your dirty cock…please…I need you inside me…’

With that, I began sliding my cock inside her warm, moist pussy. I had finally lost my virginity! My foreskin hurt a bit as it was completely pulled back for the first time, but once I got a steady rhythm going the sensation of my cock sliding against her pussy walls overcame everything else. Having come once already, I lasted longer this time, and we ended up with her legs on my shoulders as I literally bounced up and down on her. All the while, her arms were wrapped around my neck, and as we frenched her moanings and
her tongue twisting against mine was pure ecstasy.

‘Susan…I’m coming…want me to pull out?’

‘No need…come inside me …I want to feel you come inside me…don’t…oh….don’t worry I’m on the pill’

With a last few mighty thrusts, I came inside Susan, and felt her pussy contracting around my cock, milking every last drop of cum till my cock stopped its spasms. I collapsed on top of her, panting heavily.
‘Was it good baby? Was my married pussy tight and slutty enough for you?’

‘yes…oh man that…pant…was fantastic.’

‘That’s good to know’, Susan replied as she pulled me in for another kiss.

I managed to get it up again another time that day, and by the end of it I was sore as hell. Susan made me promise not to tell anyone about us, and we exchanged numbers. ‘Anytime you’re horny, just drop me a discreet message and I’ll see what we can do ok?’ She sent me off, still naked, with a naughty wink.

When I got home, my sis was watching TV in the living room. ‘Kor, run so long today ah?’ ‘No lah was helping Ms Tan move some stuff’ ‘Haha give up lah you people married already’ Yup…indeed she was married already, I thought to myself, as my cock began to twitch again in anticipation of this affair.

[Coming up, Susan’s fantasy of robbery/gang rape on our marital bed!]

My wife blackmailed and fucked by security guards (Part 17)

By jchboy

‘…er…ok’ I replied, not wanting to seem too eager and horny, but inside I was jumping at the chance. As I began to gently rub her dainty feet, Susan seemed to be enjoying it. She laid her head back on a cushion and closed her eyes. I of course took the chance to steal more glances at her pretty face and lithe legs now stretched in front of me. How I wished I dared to move my hands higher and massage her most private parts at that moment, but of course I didn’t dare lah.

[It was now or never, Susan thought. Knowing Jason would have a full view, she began to slowly open her legs…]

As I continued rubbing Susan’s ankle, I noticed her breathing was starting to quicken. She was almost panting. Then, unmistakably, her legs started to spread, and once again her panties and crotch were exposed to me, this time even closer and with a better view. It was then I started to believe that fantasies might actually come true. Surely Susan knew she was exposing herself to me? The first time might have been an error, but surely not again? Did I dare to take the risk? Emboldened by my horniness and the sight of Susan’s panties, I began to slowly move my hands upward, massaging her flesh gently, till I reached her thighs. I didn’t dare proceed any further, and I continued massaging her thighs for awhile, all the while staring at her crotch. Then, I noticed Susan was looking at me…

Or rather, at my hands, so close to her private parts, but not daring to proceed any further, as if there was an invisible barrier of taboo and shame around it. The sexual tension in the air was palpable, I could hear Susan’s short, fast breathing, and my own erection struggling to burst free from my tights. All this while, I never stopped massaging the soft, smooth skin of her inner thighs. Then, as if in a dream, I heard Susan say,

‘Jason…you…want to touch higher?’

I could not believe this. The girl of my dreams was attempting to seduce me! Sad to say, while I was hornier then I have ever felt, I was more nervous then horny.

‘Can…can I?’

‘If you want…’

That was all I needed to hear. I may be a virgin, but I have watched enough Jap AV to know better then to charge in like a bull. With my fingers, I gently began to stroke up and down along Susan’s camel toe, noting that her panties were already slightly damp. Susan moaned in appreciation, then suddenly grabbed my wrist and told me to place my thumb on her clit. As I held my thumb against her crotch, she began to move her hips while guiding my thumb in a circular motion. Right before my hands, the woman of my dreams was using my thumb to masturbate herself to an orgasm. I was still kneeling before her in stunned amazement when she came seconds later with a shudder, as I felt the heat and moisture of her pussy through the thin cloth of her panties. I needed no instruction for what to do next. I pulled the crotch of her panties aside, paused for a moment at the sight of my first shaved pussy, and dived in, lapping greedily at the pussy I have lusted after for so long…

Susan’s pussy, was like her, so pretty and dainty. Again, I had to thank my collection of Jap AV for giving me a rough idea of how to please a woman. I gently pulled her pussy lips apart and, using just the tip of my tongue, began to alternate between flicking, licking and sucking at her exposed love bud. I must be doing something right, because Susan was moaning, ‘oh yes…Jason…yes…don’t stop eating me…’ and her hands were in my hair, pulling my mouth deeper into her. For the next few minutes, I was lost in the sensation, the scent and taste of orally pleasuring the pussy of my dreams. As her orgasm neared, she started moving her hips more rapidly against my mouth. When she came with a shudder, I could feel a torrent of her sweet juices gushing into my mouth. I continued lapping at her soaked pussy till she pulled me up and gave me a kiss on the cheeks.

‘That was wonderful, Jason. Where did you learn to eat pussy like that?’

‘Er…watch videos lor…’

‘hehe you naughty boy. Bet you hide your porn in some innocent sounding folder like homework. Right? Right?’

‘wah how you know’

‘hai all guys like that one lah. My John hides it in some windows subfolder so I can’t find it’

‘oh…er…Mrs Tan…I mean Susan…er…what about John?’

‘He’s overseas. This has to remain between us ok?’

‘Yeah yeah sure! I…’

At this point, I lost track of what I was going to say, because Susan had started caressing my erection through my shorts.

‘oooh…looks like someone is happy to see me’, she giggled. ‘You ever been with a girl?’

I could only mutely shake my head. ‘K stand up’. Once I stood up, Susan tugged my shorts and tights off eagerly and my poor penis, confined for so long, finally sprang out, just inches in front of Susan’s pretty face.

‘Oooh…your cock is so sweaty and smelly…’ Susan grinned up at me as she began to gently stroke my penis. ‘you want me to kiss your dirty cock?’ Again, I could only nod mutely, still not 100% believing this was happening.

‘Say it’

‘Huh?’

‘Say you want me to suck your dirty cock like a slut.’

‘Er…Susan…I want you to suck my dirty cock like a slut’

‘Aiyoh fiercer a bit lah. You like asking permission like that’

Picking up her game, I repeated myself with a more steady and fierce voice.

‘oh yes that’s it…am I a slut Jason? I married to John but I’m going to let you fuck me later you know?’

I almost came at that thought, but with a supreme effort managed not to.

‘yes you’re a slut, now suck my filthy cock!’

‘oh no I’m married to John…I can’t do this…’ All the while, she was grinning up at me, telling me that yes, she could actually do this. I could no longer wait. Grabbing her head, I pulled her toward me, and she willingly opened her mouth and started suckling my cock.

Do you remember your first BJ, how it felt like? I do. I felt me and my dick had died and gone to heaven. Sad to say, the thrill of having my wildest fantasy come true, along with Susan’s lips gliding along my shaft and her tongue expertly teasing my cockhead, plus I was a virgin, meant I came within minutes.

‘Susan…I…I…coming’

‘mmmhmp…ok….’

‘I’m going to cum liao…you want to take out?’

‘mmmmhp..slurp…mmmhp…no…you can…slurp…come in my mouth’

Hearing that, I went over the brink and came violently in Susan’s mouth. I had never came so much and so fiercely in my life, and even though I could see she was trying to swallow as much as possible her petite mouth still couldn’t hold it all, and a huge wad of cum began dripping out of her mouth. As Susan licked my cock clean, I lay down on the sofa, grinning like an idiot.

‘Wow…er…thanks Susan’

‘It’s the least I could do’, her hands were already gently tugging at my cock, ‘was it good?’

‘fucking fantastic…you were damn good…’

‘ready for round 2?’ she grinned at me cheekily again as my cock began to come to life. Without prompting, I pulled her to me and began frenching her, while we both started to frantically disrobe each other…

My wife blackmailed and fucked by security guards (Part 16)

By jchboy

Susan was a picture of loveliness, yet with undeniable sex appeal. She was wearing her spectacles today, which made her look even younger, almost like a uni student. A simple white T-shirt and a short denim skirt completed the casual student look.

‘Jason, I need some help moving some stuff in my apartment, and John is away for the week. Think you could help me?’

How could I refuse? Of course I said yes. I was already blushing, as I usually do when I’m around Susan. Luckily I’ve become more tanned since joining NS, so it’s less obvious, but when I was in JC even my parents would tease me when they saw me blushing like a beetroot around Susan.

‘Thanks! Hehe I’ll reward you later k?’

In my heart I was thinking, you can reward me with your body haha.

In the lift we made small talk about what was going on in our lives. I was acutely aware of how close she was standing and the scent of her hair, and it was driving me crazy with lust. Luckily I was wearing tights under my running shorts, or else my erection would have been damn obvious. Our condo has a public lift and a private lift that accesses directly to the unit, and as we stepped into the house I realized that this was the first time I’ve been in their place. It was simply but tastefully decorated in the zen style. I made the appropriate complimentary remarks, all the while sporting a huge hardon.

‘Here, I need help with this’ For the next 15 minutes, I helped Susan move some furniture and boxes around. Funny, because the arrangement looked perfectly fine to me. And the items were really light. A rattan chair, some light boxes etc etc. In my head, I was already fantasizing about taking her there and then, but of course I didn’t dare. Also, I caught her looking at me a few times. She would turn away quickly whenever she saw me looking, but of course I was stealing peeks at her also. When she looked at me, she had the look of a person dying to ask a sensitive question but who couldn’t muster up the courage. I’m sure you know what I mean.

I was still sneaking the occasional peek at Susan when I saw her steel herself, as if she had made a decision. ‘Jason’, she asked, ‘could you go get the ladder from the store?’ I complied, wondering what the heck she was thinking about, and wondering when I could have a moment alone in the toilet so I could hopefully catch a glimpse of her panties and masturbate.

Susan was desperately horny. She could feel a burning heat in her pussy and the moisture already seeping through her lacy g-string. The presence of a young, virile male in such close proximity, the smell of his sweat, was driving her insane with lust. But while the nymphomaniac side of her, unleashed by the security guards, wanted to throw all caution to the wind and let Jason fuck her roughly, her rational side, the side that still believed she was and should not be such a whore, was restraining her. ‘Do I really want to go through with this? She wondered. Seducing the downstairs neighbor’s boy? He could be my brother! And its too dangerous! But as the minutes dragged on and she grew hornier and hornier, she decided to take the risk. I’ll just flash him and see how it goes. Damn I’m so naughty…’

[Back to Jason]

I went to the storeroom and got out the ladder. I asked Susan where she wanted it, and she gestured over to a teak bookshelf. As I set up the ladder, I could feel Susan walking up behind me. ‘Erm…Jason…could…could you support the ladder while I arrange some stuff? I’m scared will fall down…’ I was still quite blur at that moment, and just said ok. Only when she started climbing the ladder did I realize, she was wearing a skirt! And I would be right under her! Did she realize that? At that time, I still could not believe that the girl of my dreams might actually be attempting to seduce me like in my fantasies. She must be wearing tights or something, I thought as she got to the top of the ladder. Regardless, I kept my head down out of politeness.

Then, Susan suddenly said, ‘hey Jason, why you keep looking down? I need you to see from down there if the arrangement is ok anot.’ I looked up, and right in front of me, only about 1 to 2 ft in front of my face, was the sexiest sight I had ever seen. Susan’s perky ass, barely covered by the thin lace of her lacy g-string, and her pussy covered only by a thin piece of cloth, was right in my face. The cloth covering her pussy was slightly darker due to moisture, and I could faintly see the outline of her pussy, which must be shaved since there were no stray hairs peeking out. Didn’t she realize what a sight she was presenting to me? It was at that moment that I began to think that my fantasies might actually be coming true. But it was still too good to be true at that moment.

The next few minutes, I starred at Susan’s ass, admiring the perfection of it, the smooth white skin of her thighs, the vague outline of her vagina, while she arranged the stuff on the cupboard. I occasionally said ‘yes…yup its ok’ to her queries on the arrangement. ‘You like what you see Jason?’ ‘Yup…’I muttered, only to realize then that Susan had turned around and was looking at me. Guess there no was no doubt where my eyes was.

‘Oh my god Mrs Tan I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to…er…stare…paiseh paiseh’

For all bros who think I’m stupid not to catch the invitation she was so obviously extending, please remember I was a virgin, Susan was often the target of my masturbation fantasies, and when was the last time you had a masturbation fantasy come true? It was too good to be true lah.

‘Oei call me Susan lah! Mrs Tan so old. Hehe sorry I also forgot I wearing skirt and panties. Aiyoh why are you blushing? You’ve never seen a girl before? Come help me down’, as she giggled and extended a hand to me.

I took her hand, my first physical contact with her, and marveled at how smooth her hand was. As she came down, she suddenly stumble upon the last rung, and fell backward into my arms with a surprised ‘oh!’ Luckily I caught her, but she said she might have twisted her ankle slightly, and needed help to get to the sofa. Her head was now resting against my chest, and the scent of her hair filled my nostrils once again. My erection was feeling like a burning rod of desire. Feeling emboldened by lust, instead of just helping her, I carried her up and walked over to the sofa. She merely giggled and put her arms around my neck. I was in heaven for that 5 seconds.

I laid Susan down on the sofa and remained on one knee before her. ‘You ok?’ ‘Yup…think its just a slight bruising…you rub abit for me can?’

My wife blackmailed and fucked by security guards (Part 15)

By jchboy

I was desperate. I was supposed to go to china in a fortnight to settle some accounts with a client. But Ganesh had messaged my wife again

Ganesh – when your husband leaving

Susan – next next Monday

Ganesh – so I arrange that sat your house?

Susan – ok

Ganesh – make sure you dress sexy. And prepare to get sore haha

Susan – fuck you lah

What were they planning? I had no idea, but I definitely had to find out. However, the only other person in the company who could go on my behalf was a guy named Terence. Let’s just say we weren’t the best of friends. I entered the company slightly later then him and was in fact his understudy for awhile, but due to some company politics and my own hard work I was promoted faster. Rumors were that he had slept with one of the senior bosses and after they broke up she had blacklisted him. Needless to say, he had no liking for me since he perceived me as stealing his promotion. Terence was about 30, good looking in a cruel kind of way, good body, and was rumored to be a playboy. But at least we respected each other professionally.

In the end, I swallowed my pride and asked Terence if he could go on my behalf. He agreed after I promised him an unspecified favor in the future. Even though we didn’t like each other, our word was worth it’s weight in gold in the company. I cooked up a story about a relative passing away, then booked a hotel room near my house for that particular week. Then come Saturday, I would sneak back home and see what was going on!
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Susan was horny. John had left Singapore yesterday and he’ll be gone for a week. In the one day he was away, Susan had already masturbated herself to orgasm thrice. She was deeply ashamed and yet overcame by this change in her. It seemed that all she could look forward to nowadays was being fucked by men other then John. In fact, she had surprised herself the day when she went back to the guards on her own free will to get fucked repeatedly. As she was getting dressed in the sexy lingerie, she was already wet in anticipation. And when she finally mustered the courage to strip willingly in front of the guards, they had rewarded her with an intense bout of degrading sex, which was what she was craving. Since then, she had gone back to the guards every other weekend, and in fact had worked up a pretty cordial relationship with them. In fact, she was going to fulfill a longtime fantasy of hers with Ganesh’s help.

But that was five days away, and she was already craving for a cock to fill her pussy. As she stood at the balcony of their penthouse, she saw Jason, the army boy downstairs who had a crush on her, jogging around the condo perimeter. Instantly, she had a naughty idea, and who knows where it might lead? Jason was tanned, sporty and pretty good looking after all. She immediately went to change, then went downstairs to wait for Jason.

Hi! I’m grinning and horny as I write this. Just one week ago, I was still a virgin, furthest I’ve gone with a girl was heavy petting with my two exes. But yesterday, I finally lost my virginity, whats more to the woman of my dreams in a most unexpected way.

But first, let me introduce myself. My name is Jason, 19 this year, serving my NS. I live in a small condo development of about 50 odd units with my parents, and since we moved in a few years ago I’ve had a huge crush on the woman living in the penthouse unit of my block. Her name was Susan, and she was 27, married 2 years. All these information is easy enough to find thanks to friendster and facebook. But I’m by no means a stalker! In fact, I know them in a casual way, and have helped Susan with her groceries etc when her husband was not around.

Susan was a petite girl. I’m 175 cm and she barely reaches my shoulder. But for a petite girl she had a pretty impressive bossom, and she was not shy in showing it off. Many times in the morning I’ve seen her in the lift in her office wear, usually a jacket and knee length skirt, but underneath the jacket was a top that always seemed a size too small, revealing her creamy bossom which my height allowed a good view of. That was one of my day’s perks. She was sweetly pretty too, and looked way younger then her age. To be honest, I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve masturbated fantasizing about her or to her facebook pics.

In fact, I still remember about 2 months back, when I got into the lift, Susan, John, and another neighbour Terry was in the lift. Her dressing that day was really a sight for sore eyes. A low cut white top with her boobs almost spilling out, her pink bra faintly visible through the top, a very short pleated skirt, and high heels. I had never seen her dressed like that before, and couldn’t help staring, embarrassing as it might be. After that, I had to go to the toilet to pcc, I was so horny.

Ok enough boring you guys with the details. Yesterday, I was jogging as I usually do in the morning around the condo. When I finished my run, I was waiting for the lift when suddenly, there was a tap on my shoulder and a sweet voice asked ‘Jason, could you help me with something?’ I turned around, and there was Susan…

My wife blackmailed and fucked by security guards (Part 14)

By jchboy

Sure enough, they came back the next week and proceeded as usual to the toilet. ‘Wah lan eh young people these days ah’ said Vikram. ‘What the fuck is the bed for’. ‘goondu lah you, more exciting this way mah’, Alan said. I kept silent. A devious plan was running through my head, but it was too early to put it in action, nor did I want to share with them yet, knowing they are kancheong spiders. I merely made sure I recorded and kept the footage safely. But we have been brothers for so long, that by the forth week the two of them caught on to my plans. ‘eh Ganesh, why you recording and keeping all the tapes ah?’ Alan looked at me with a knowing smirk.

Knowing that Alan had Vikram had already an idea of what I was going to do, I decided to go ahead and tell them my full plan, and to bear all consequences together if it screwed up. There was after all going to be hell to pay if the couple freaked out and disregarded the consequences, but I was guessing that an executive couple like them had too much to lose. And, truth be told, I think all three of us were listening to our cocks by then. A month of fantasizing and listening to that girl get fucked had made us horny as hell. I suppose I should mention we’re all married, but all of us cannot remember the last time we fucked our wives. For release we go geylang around once a week or two weeks.

The day to put our plan in action finally came. All three of us had not masturbated for a very long time. It was bearable at first since we are old liao, but the past few days as we thought about finally being able to fuck that chick it got harder and harder to refrain. Thankfully, today we’ll get release one way or the other. Believe me, when we confronted the couple, we were as scared as they were. But we maintained our composure as best as we could to cow them into submission. And when we gave them the ultimatum, my heart was beating so fast I felt it was going to burst out of my chest. Imagine the relief and horniness that took over when the couple agreed that we could fuck the wife.

The wife, Susan, was a picture of class and innocence. Exactly the kind of girl we three had always wanted to fuck, but never got a chance to. The kind of girl who would probably snub us in the streets as three losers. Throughout my 45 years of geylang thai whores, Indian FLs and my own wife, I had never fucked a Chinese girl before. I knew Vikram had not as well. Alan had his wife, who was nothing to look at, and in his early days some ah lians, but now he was too poor to chiong Chinese hookers as well. So imagine the sight before us, a sexy Chinese girl just waiting to be fucked by us with her husband watching. Vikram, the sensible one among us, gave the girl some cognac to loosen her up, and then the show began.

Its been so long liao, how to give details of the whole session? Siao lah you. But I do remember the feeling of power and control I had over the girl as she knelt before me and took my cock into her mouth. God is fair also lah, gave us three bigger then average cocks, but no pretty girls to use it on. Now was the chance. Her husband’s eyes almost popped out when he saw the cocks that would be fucking his petite wife. And when I first entered her, it was like sliding into tight exquisite oil. She was so tight, yet so wet…wah lan think liao horny already.

I think we were all surprised also when Susan responded to the fucking. We were expecting her to be completely knocked out by the cognac, hell it was a big glass and she was so small size. But throughout the fucking I remember she was still aware of what was going on, and very enthusiastic as well. Once her inhibitions were down she was frenching me, locking her legs around my ass, and thrusting her hips back at me at well. Guess she never had such a big cock before, and from personal experience I can tell you bigger is better. Ask all the whores I fucked haha. What we didn’t expect was that she will be so horny and not shy about showing it. Thanks bro Vikram for the cognac man. And when I came inside her…how can I describe the feeling? Imagine fucking a beautiful Chinese girl, watching my dark cock sliding in and out of her pussy, having her responding to the fucking, then coming raw into her pussy with her husband watching, that’s how it felt.

We took turns fucking the girl senseless that day. Its not the first time we fuck a girl together before, thank god for thai whores, but it was the best sex we probably ever had. The girl was so horny that she was practically begging us to fuck her. Up till now I still wonder, the husband stand there watch, we also never tie him up or anything, why didn’t he do something? I know he was being blackmailed and it was three against one if it came to a fight, but if your wife is being ravished before your eyes at least try to do something right? But Alan said some people actually like to wear green hat. Dunno if true anot lah. Young people these days ah…

Anyway, that day all of us manage 2 shots. Think its NS since we could do that. When we planning the next session, Vikram actually kind of chickened out. He said that once the couple had time to think things through, they might realize we would be in trouble as well if we release the tape. How did I deal with that? I just showed him the tape of our fuck session. Once small head take over he was all game for the next session. We went to Geylang and bought a cheap skimpy outfit and bra and panties, then sent it together with instructions to their address.

We had something else in mind too. We wanted to fuck that girl’s virgin asshole. But that was risky, since the husband might really freak out seeing his wife sodomized. So we simply agreed to lock him out that day. The honor would go to Vikram, so that her ass can get used to cock hah! I think if her first was mine or Alan’s she wouldn’t be able to enjoy so much. Alan said once we loosen her up she should be a willing participant. Like I said, he was surprisingly acute about such things.

On that day, when Susan catwalk for us in the skimpy clothes, teasing us with glimpses of her panties, wah lan eh blood vessel almost explode. Again, I was surprised when she actually started to enjoy anal sex. That fucker Alan really accurate man. If anything, her asshole was even tighter then her vagina, and when we double fuck her it was so damn tight my cock almost couldn’t move if not for the lubrication. And all the while, she was responding like a sex starved bitch. I actually had scratches along my back from her nails. Haha we also fulfill our fantasy of bukakke when we three all come together over her pretty face. Shiok man…to see her face plastered with our cum.

But the biggest surprise of all was yet to come. One day, Susan turned up alone at our room without John. I still remember she was wearing a long coat, that kind that flashers wear, but only up to the knee. We were of course surprised, had she gone crazy or given us up? ‘Eh ah girl? Why you come alone? Where your husband?’ She didn’t reply. Just looked at us with a struggled and confused look on her face, like she also cannot understand why she is here. The anticipation was killing us, I think all three of us were thinking this is it.

Then, her face still having that confused look, her hands slowly started unbuttoning her coat, like they were moving of their own accord. As the buttons slowly came undone, we could see she was wearing only a sexy lingerie set underneath and nothing else! Of course nothing else needed to be said, we got the signal clear enough. That day, we fucked her brutally again in all three holes, and this time there was confirm no doubt about it. She was a fucking horny chick, and she liked being gangbanged by our big cocks so much she didn’t care about the consequences liao. Since then, we’ve fucked her a few more times without the husband knowing. In fact, she said her husband is going overseas for business soon, and that she will be alone at home, and that she wants to fulfill a particular fantasy of hers. Haha but that’s a story for another time.

My wife blackmailed and fucked by security guards (Part 13)

By jchboy

Through the grimy window, my sight was partly obscured but I could still see Alan sitting on the sofa with Susan bouncing up and down on him. Her back was facing him and his pudgy hands were cupping her buttocks guiding her every thrust. Vikram was standing on the sofa beside them, and his hands were clutching my wife’s hair as he guided her mouth on his long cock. Ganesh, the most voyeuristic of the three, was fiddling with a video camera set up on a tripod. Mustering up my courage, I wiped a little of the dirt off so that I could see better. What I saw shocked but aroused me, Susan was being fucked by Alan, but her pussy was gapingly empty! She was being sodomized and from the looks of things liking it!

I had always wanted to try anal with Susan, and tried many means of convincing her to do it, but she never gave in. But somehow these three men had their way with her. She might have been forced into it as first, but she was thoroughly enjoying it now.

‘Oh yeah uncle alan fuck my ass!’

‘your ka ching even tighter then your cheebye, uncle want to come liao’

‘Don’t come inside…oh…I want you to come all over my face and mouth…oh…’

‘oh my god…I’m such a slut for cocks…Ganesh you ok already?’

‘yup ok liao…your pussy ready anot?’

And, to my horror, Ganesh stepped between Susan’s wide spread legs and plunged his cock in one stroke into her wet pussy. My wife now had three cocks violating all her orifices simultaneously, and from the thrusts of her hips to the way she was greedily moaning and sucking on Vikram’s cock, I knew she was a willing participant.

Over the next hour, I watched my sweet wife repeatedly fucked in all three holes by the security guards. I watched as she took cocks simultaneously in her vagina and ass like the most seasoned pornstar. I watched as she came repeatedly from the rough fucking she was taking, and came even as the guards dumped their creamy loads in deep in her fertile pussy and ass. Finally, I watched as the three guards sat in a row on the sofa, and my wife taking turns to satisfy each of them with her pussy, ass, or mouth. I left as Susan was gently licking Ganesh’s cock head after having such swallowed his second load, having already done so with Alan and Vikram. The image of her dainty hands, with the engagement and wedding ring sparkling on them as they lovingly caressed Ganesh’s big dark cock stayed in my mind for the rest of the journey home. When I got home, I masturbated, and waited, like an unsuspecting fool, for my wife to return from being fucked.

[Special update: Short interview with Ganesh, but pardon the English if it’s too good for a guard]

Hello. My name is Ganesh. I’m 45 this year, and I work as a security guard with Vikram and Alan. Vikram is 42, a distant cousin of mine, and Alan is 44, we grew up in the same kampong together. The three of us grew up together, went to school together, NS altogether, even lost our virginity at Geylang together. We’ve been working together at XXXXX building as security for the past ten years. When the building decided to upgrade its old security system, we kao bei kao bu to our boss. Say we already old, then need to learn how to use all the fancy recording equipment, how can? But of course our boss ignored us, and we had to learn how to operate all that high tech stuff. Little did we know what a pleasant surprise that would net us…

It all started one Sunday, when Alan told me, ‘eh bro, come see this’ On the screen, a couple was wandering around the premises. ‘want to go ask them what the fuck they are doing here?’ ‘wait awhile lah. Observe first’ We watched as the couple finally found what they were looking for, the handicapped toilet, and as the moans started Vikram exclaimed ‘wah lan they fucking inside ah?’ When they re-emerged later, there was no doubt. Both of them looked shagged out, and their clothes looked like they had been hastily worn.

I suppose I should describe the couple. The husband looked like a typical yuppie, late twenties early thirties, probably a high flier at a bank or something. Looking at him, I wouldn’t have suspected him to be the kind of guy who would be sexually adventurous, but Alan said the guy had the chiongster look. As far as I know Alan was right, he was surprising acute about such things.

The wife was, for lack of a better phrase, fucking hot. We all had our eyes glued on her. She was petite, the husband was only average height and she came up to only his shoulder. Slightly permed long hair, fair skin, and a sweet pretty face. We were surprised when we learned she was 27 later, at first we thought she was in her early twenties. Her figure was va va voom for such a petite girl. Curvy hips and fairly large breasts. It was a large B/small C, but because of her size it looked much bigger. Luckily, Vikram had pressed the record button so we could observe the girl more. ‘wah lan eh she is chio man…’ bro Alan said. ‘yah so what. You where got chance liao. Kuay also don’t want you haha’ Vikram laughed. As I watched them leave, I had a feeling they would return, and a plan began to form in my head…

My wife blackmailed and fucked by security guards (Part 12)

By jchboy

Over the next few weeks, I noticed a change in Susan. After our first encounter with the guards, I did not know what inner demons she was struggling with, but she came straight home after work and stayed home weekends other then visits to the gym, pretty much her usual schedule before the accident. But the last few weeks she stayed out late several nights, and on a few weekends she actually drove out alone in her mini cooper. Staying out late on weekdays was nothing surprising, since she did hang out with friends sometimes, but driving out alone on weekends was. Since we were married, her car had barely seen a day’s use, since we always went out together on weekends and I always drive her to and from work on weekdays. I asked her plainly where she was going one day, and she replied that she was going out with friends, so I did not pursue the matter.

My suspicions were aroused, and it was an easy matter to follow up on them considering the technology available. Susan was a techno bimbo, so I had no fears that she would suspect what I was doing. It was a simple matter of discreetly removing her phone from her handbag one day, then phoning her at work to tell her she had left it at home. I then took it to the right people, who installed a GPS system and sms screener on her phone. I could now trace her location and sms without her even knowing.

The following night and night after, she came home late again, but both times the GPS indicated she was at city hall, her usual hangout place, so that was no issue. But there were several sms that aroused my suspicions. All came late at night, after I went to sleep (I sleep earlier then Susan).

Sms (unknown number) : this weekend ok?

Sms (from susan) : ok

Sms (unknown number) : good haha how many times you want

Sms (from susan) : bastard lah you talk so much. You can how many times?

Sms (unknown number) : if only can non stop haha. K see you.

Nothing outright sexual, but still, I decided to keep a close eye on where she was going this weekend.

The weekend finally came. I was lounging in the living room reading the papers when Susan emerged from our bedroom. She was dressed simply in a white tanktop and a denim skirt. Simple but sexy. As I looked at her, I wondered how we could still be living together and sleeping together on the same bed after what happened, but that’s a story for another day. ‘Bye dear’ she mumbled, ‘going out with my sec school friends’. ‘Have fun’, I replied indifferently, but already bursting to find out where exactly she was going.

Once she left, I gave her a 20 min headstart before tracking her on the GPS. To my horror, she was heading west on the PIE, towards the industrial estate where the guards worked! I immediately got in my car and drove off as well, keeping as eye on the GPS. I was hoping that Susan was perhaps going somewhere else, but that hope died when her car exited at the expressway exit leading to the industrial area. There was absolutely no reason anyone would go there on a weekend, since there was no residential or commercial areas. As I drove down the expressway, I was forced to admit Susan was going back to the guards to get fucked repeatedly, but from the intercepted SMS I could detect no sign of blackmail. Was she going back on her own free will? I shuddered at the thought.

I finally arrived at the building. According to the GPS, Susan had already been here for 20 minutes. I got off the car and made my way to the guards room slowly, making sure that there was no one around. The place was totally silent, so silent that I could hear the rapid beating of my heart in anticipation of what I was going to see. As I approached the guards room, I could hear faint voices…

As I got closer, the voices became recognizable, it was Susan, and her words and the other sounds that were becoming audible left no doubt as to what was going on.

‘Oh…oh…yes…oh my god fuck me harder…ah….ah…’

‘your cheebye…as tight as ever…wah lan buay tahan liao…’

‘Come change position…let me be on top…’

‘wah lan girl don’t so fierce leh, we three old liao leh’

‘oh yes so good…much bigger then John’s…ohhh….fuck…’

All these words, I listened to with a heavy heart with the ‘piak piak’ sounds of fucking clearly audible. Still, curiosity got the better of me, and I crept around the building till I found it, a small grimy window that I accessed with the help of a stool I found that allowed me to peek into the room.