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The Scholarship
By Aussie Greg
The lecturer at Monash University’s Sunway College campus in Bandar
Sunway, Malaysia continued reading out the results of the 3rd year
business studies course.
Megan sat back and relaxed. With only one more major assignment left in
her 3rd year, she would have to fall over not to win the
all-expenses-paid scholarship to study for her Ph.D. in the main Monash
University campus in Melbourne, Australia.
It would be no exaggeration to say that Megan had it all. Born
and raised in Melakka, where the population is 30 percent Chinese, much
higher than elsewhere in Malaysia. The Chinese heritage
23-year-old was intelligent, had great personality and was popular. Her
tallish five-feet, six-inch slim body and her striking face,
highlighted by large, wide open and almost manga-like eyes, certainly
turned heads, both male (appreciatively) and female (jealously),
whenever she entered a room.
She had moved from Melakka to the university town of Subang, and after
studying one year at Segi University had moved to the more prestigious
Monash University in nearby Bandar Sunway. It was impossible for
her closest rival, Dayang Nurhaliza, to top her mark and therefore she
was assured of two years in Australia.
Dayang was a Malaysian 22-year-old, a bit shorter at five feet, three
inches, yet at 130 pounds she was heavier and more voluptuous than the
120-pound Megan. . Today the bitch had squeezed it into a halter neck
two sizes too small and low-cut stretch jeans that showed the top of
her black thong and the tramp-stamp tattoo above it.
The lecturer continued. “Wan Mohammad 68.5, Dayang Nurhaliza 99,” he droned on.
The rest was lost in a blur as Megan fully registered the
grades. The slut was now close to overtaking her and getting the
scholarship to Australia. How? How? The bitch was average
in her answers in tutorials but for the last five months her assignment
work was getting exceptional marks. Megan had seen Dayang’s rough
drafts when they did group projects and the work was as average as she
expected, now it got 99. WTF?
She stewed about it all day and finally decided to approach Prof. James
Chin, the head of the Business Department and ask for comments on
Dayang’s work. It just didn’t add up. Megan took the lift to the
fourth floor, noticed the sign on the door that said the professor was
in and went to the toilets to steel herself for the accusations she was
about to deliver.
As she was departing to do so, she stopped as she saw Dayang use a key
to open the professor’s door and seconds later the sign changed to
"Out." Forty minutes later the door opened and Dayang strutted
out on her high heels and headed to the toilets, where she redid her
face in the mirror.
She noticed the refection of Megan and spun around.
“Hi, bitch. Looking forward to coming second this year? Oh,
that’s right. There’s no prize for second, only first and that’s
me. Another 99, or I might take a 100 in the last assignment, and
you are back to that Chinese slum of Melakka . And yeah. If
you’ve come to fuck the Prof you’ve no hope, he’s addicted to this
Malaysian honey and a woman who is built like a woman. While I
was fucking him, I asked about you and he said he wants a woman not a
girl, though he wouldn’t mind watching me fuck you. And I
wouldn’t mind having you squeal like a Chinese pig on the end of my
strap-on after I’d shown you how I’m a better woman than you.
Just like I took his secretary now”.
Dayang opened her shoulder bag and displayed a double dong and
strap-on. “But you would be too scared to take me on woman to woman.”
Megan had never had a real life sexfight, though she had joined
the freecatfight forum at http://www.freecatfights.com/forums/ and
indulged in some cyber sexfights and catfights. There was a bitch
there, Cassie_sf, who had beaten her and seemed to make it her mission
to boast this all over the site.
Perhaps a combination of the fear of having the scholarship that was
rightfully hers taken from her, the taunts from Dayang and the online
insults from Cassie_sf combined within her, but she found herself
answering back unexpectedly.
“What, you bag of jelly, you think you’re more sexy than me? I’ll
be fucking you raw while the prof changes your mark back to the 50 it
deserves and that’s 50 marks more than your sex appeal, slut."
Slap, slap. Dayang's hand left a red welt on Megan but with her reply quickly evened it up.
Between insults the two worked it out. Loser would be the first to cum
3 times: if Dayang won, she would fuck Megan in front of Prof.
Chin and Megan would say to the other students Dayang was the better
student; if Megan won, the last assignment would be marked on
merit.
Not having been in a sexfight, Megan was unsure of how to proceed but
Dayang gave a snarl, dropped her halter neck, fondled her large melons
and flicked her teats erect, before she grabbed Megan and began to
undress her by undoing the buttons that ran down the back of Megan's
pale green blouse and sucked her smooth golden shoulder as it came into
view
Then they kissed, slowly, sensually, creatively. They were
unwilling to hurry. They sucked each other's tongue and
lips. Dayang ran the tip of her own tongue under Megan's upper
lip, making her shudder and knock her knees together. As they
kissed their hands maneuvered, undressing each other until Dayang was
in her black thong and Megan, who had a taste for fancy underwear, was
down to her lacy black bra and matching panties.
Dayang was kissing every part of Megan's body she could reach
with her lips and at first Megan watched Dayang's lips explore her
smooth golden skin, captivated by the marvelous odor of Dayang's body
after her fuck with Prof. Chin. Whatever perfume she had applied in the
morning, had mixed and mingled with their natural body scent to form a
sweet and, to Megan, erotic smell that seemed to fill her nostrils and
her head with hints of devastating and potently emotional sex. It was
amazing.
Dayang started to pull down Megan's sexy, lacey black panties.
“Not so fast, bitch,” Megan said, pulling Dayang upright, face to face
with her. “You too. Clothes off. Fast. You are going
to cum.”
Dayang large fleshy brown breasts were already naked. She mashed
her breasts into Megan's and kissed her savagely to be surprised by the
firmness and hard nipples of the Chinese as Megan refused to be
intimidated by the Malay’s huge mounds.
“Mmmm . . . nnnggggg!” Dayang growled through the kiss, her
hands flying over Megan's naked back, grabbing her arse, sliding up to
her tits.
In reply, Megan kissed her body ravenously, as Dayang busied herself
kissing and sucking Megan’s uplifted shapely breasts, mouth-mauling her
big dark brown nipples, squeezing the firm globes with her fingers
while she sucked. Soon Megan was cooing and gurgling and stroking
Dayang's hair while her body came alive. Excited little bumps
appeared all over her large, wet
areolas.
Dayang pulled her into the glassed-in shower stall and turned on the
taps. They kissed ravenously while the water
was getting hot, embracing and sucking each others nipples until wisps
of steam began to float out of the half-opened shower stall door into
the bathroom, wreathing their naked bodies as they panted and rubbed
together. The shower water hammered on in the background,
spraying their naked bodies and the tiled walls as their tongues coiled
together. Both were completely drenched. Between kisses, and gaining
confidence, Megan sucked and licked the water off Dayang's wet
shoulders, her neck, raising her hands to the Malay's large breasts,
squeezing them gently, rubbing her thumbs across the big, protruding,
puffy nipples.
Dayang kissed and licked Megan's wet ear, sticking her tongue into it,
breathing into it. Before cradling Megan’s firm breast in her hand and
letting her tongue explore it completely, she began to suck the
huge, bulging brown nipple into her mouth. Megan's whole body quivered,
and she gave a tiny, sharp gasp as her nipple disappeared into the
Malay's mouth.
Now Dayang was in her element. Once she got her hands and her lips on
the less experienced Chinese student’s naked body for any length of
time, she knew Megan would not be able to stop her until she brought
her to a stunning orgasm. Dayang could feel the soft, pulpy bulb
of Megan's large, silky nipple becoming more erect inside her mouth as
she swirled her tongue around it, pinched it with her lips, then sucked
it hard, harder.
“Hhhhh! Hhhhh! Oh!” Megan panted, her eyes rolling up.
Dayang released the hard, rubbery, pointing nipple from her mouth but
not from her fingers, pinching it lightly and squeezing Megan's breast,
too, as she raised her mouth back up to Megan's.
“I love being better than another woman,” she murmured. “I want to win and fuck you bad, bitch.”
Megan looked paralyzed, her eyes somehow frightened, possibly by the
power of the sexual urges she was feeling. She was completely
hypnotized by Dayang, totally in Dayang's power as Dayang cradled her
other wet, water-beaded breast in her hand and sucked Megan's other
nipple into her mouth. Megan began to moan as Dayang sucked her,
moaning softly, at first so softly that her moans were drowned out by
the relentless shower water, but then more urgently as Dayang squeezed
her firm breast rhythmically and sucked her bulbous, stiffening nipple
harder.
“Oh! Oh!” she gasped, leaning back against the tiled wall of the shower
stall, raising her hands to her own breasts and holding them for
Dayang. “Yes! Yes! Oh . . . Unhhhhh!”
For Dayang it was a feast. Megan was at her mercy, and her wet,
deliciously golden and shiny body aroused Dayang's lust to a burning
core of need. The fact that Megan was her rival completely disappeared
in the storm of her desire, and she luxuriated in the feel of Megan's
slippery skin under her fingers, of Megan's throbbing nipples in her
mouth, of the rich contrast between her light chocolate skin and
Megan's golden skin, shiny with water.
She had not made love in the shower for ages, probably last with her 28
year old aunt, with whom she had fucked in every imaginable place. The
thrill of Megan's wet, golden, shiny body trembling and writhing under
her lips and her caresses while the warm stream of the shower sprayed
them both was shockingly intense. She had to unleash the full strength
of her lust on this challenger, who was now cooing and mewling and
panting, out of control, consumed by sexual needs Dayang had aroused in
her.
Megan held her breasts in her hands while Dayang slowly licked the
beads of water off every inch of the large, firm globes, kissing the
deep valley between them and running her tongue up the skin to Megan's
throat, to her chin, then her lips, kissing her ravenously.
“It begins now, bitch,” Dayang smiled condidently, kissing her again,
dropping both hands to Megan's groin and letting the backs of her
fingers brush Megan's wet, taut lower belly.
Megan shook her head, more vigorously this time. “I don't . . . you know—”
Now Dayang knew why Megan was mildly frightened. “You will this time,”
she purred, slowly kissing her way back down Megan's marvelous wet
body, pausing everywhere to lick her wet, shiny skin, tongue-teasing
her large, erect brown, swollen nipples, sliding lower, until she was
kneeling on the tile floor, her lips brushing the flat skin of Megan's
belly just above the water-bejeweled black thicket of Megan's muff.
Emitting a tiny, choked whimper that seemed to mean she was giving in,
Megan moved her feet a little farther apart, as if planting them more
securely for whatever lay ahead, parting her firm, water-glistening
thighs. Dayang was already licking and kissing the water droplets off
them, caressing the firm muscles with her fingers. Megan's cunt hair
was silky and smooth, sparkling everywhere with jewels of water
droplets, and with her fingers Dayang parted it to reveal the long
swollen wet red gash of her pussy. It was a fat pussy, a glistening
blossom of juice, with thick cuntlips and a clit almost as large as her
own enormous nub, a whitish, distended grape a the top, peaking out
from it's glossy wet hood, beckoning Dayang's tongue.
She hadn't touched it with her tongue or her fingers yet, but already Megan was whimpering and quivering.
She caught Megan's eyes, laced with panic and lust, above the jutting
gourds of her beautiful, dripping breasts and bulbous nipples. Biting
her lower lip, Megan placed a hand on each of Dayang's wet shoulders,
bracing for the ride. Dayang smiled at her. With her fingers she
again spread aside the wet hair, exposing the inflamed crease of
Megan's excited pussy, then slid the tip of her tongue into the warm,
buttery pit.
“Ahhh!” Megan gasped, her thighs clenching, her body shuddering
slightly as the first contact took place. “Oh . . . oh Oohhhhhhhhhhhh!”
Parting Megan's cuntlips with her fingers, Dayang slid her tongue deep
into Megan's tangy, oozing slit, tasting the warm, gooey nectars that
lubricated it so abundantly, then slide the flat of her tongue slowly
across Megan's large clit as she withdrew it. This technique nearly
made Megan come unglued. Her fingernails bit into the naked, wet flesh
of Dayang's shoulders.
“Unnhhh! Oh god! Ungghh!”
The shower water hammered into the tiles and their naked bodies
relentlessly, beating against them, little pinpoints of water peppering
them and somehow raising the excitement level to a high pitch. Dayang
pushed Megan's thighs a little more open with both hands, trying to
make it easier for her mouth to reach Megan's pussy, and Megan quickly
responded, parting them further, panting harshly now, her panting and
moaning more audible over the steady, crashing water that sprayed them.
“Ohhhhh Unghhhhhhhh . . . ohhhh Unhhh! Oh!”
“Megan,” Dayang purred, “you are going to cum till I win.” She licked
and sucked the dark brown cuntlips, flicking Megan's swollen, engorged
clit with the tip of her tongue, bringing tiny squeaks and
uncontrollable squeals from Megan's throat
Ungh! Oh . . .! God, I—”
“By now Megan was swirling her hips forward and upward, pushing her wet
pussy into Dayang's mouth, her thighs flexing, her hands clawing
Dayang's shoulders, her head thrown back, her wet, jiggling breasts
dancing and dripping in the shower rain. Dayang was slurped and sucked
her flowing pussy hungrily, concentrating more closely on Megan's
sensitive, magnificently big clit, knowing that Megan would pop very
soon if she did.
She moved her fingers upward and pulled up on the glossy sheath that
half-covered Megan's whitish, bulbous clitoris, exposing it more
completely to her tongue, and then began licking it in a frenzy of
passion, occasionally sucking it between her lips too, tongue-lashing
it and sucking the hard little berry at the same time. Now Megan did
become unglued.
At first, her delicious, slender, wet body froze, as if in shock, and
then shuddered and undulated violently. Her moaning, previously sensual
and soft though audible over the shower water, became suddenly coarse
and sharp, twisting into the loud nasal whine that so grated on Dayang
but now was obviously a helpless cry of near-ecstasy.
“Oh god, , oh god . . . oh god I . . . I—”
“You are mine, bitch,” Dayang mumbled, her face buried in Megan's
flowing cunt, her lips releasing Megan's throbbing clit only to gloat.
“You're going to come. Right now.”
“Ungghh! Oh god, it feels so good! Ungghhh! Unh! Unh! Unh!”
“Unghhh! Oh god! Oh!”
Dayang believed she knew Megan was coming before even Megan knew it, or
realized it. She could feel Megan's large clit against her tongue,
inside her mouth, swelling, growing harder, then becoming as hard as a
small pebble for a moment, accompanied by an internal quaking deep
inside Megan's belly that announced a fierce eruption. Megan's fingers
bit into her wet shoulders, and her luscious body seemed to buckle in
mid-air, falling back against the shower stall.
“AUUNNGGHHHHH! OHNNGGHH! OH AUUNGGHHHHH!” she cried out, completely
shattered by a surging, convulsive orgasm that shook her entire wet
body violently.
Dayang quickly rose to her feet, pinning the writhing girl against the
tile, replacing her mouth in Megan’s pussy with her hand, still rubbing
Megan’s throbbing clit and luxuriating in the feel of Megan’s wet body
still squirming and straining against her as she held her up. It was so
exciting with the shower water still beating furiously into their
bodies and all around them, Megan’s ecstatic cries echoing off the tile
walls, her wet body flexing and quivering as the aftershocks of her
orgasm shook her
The water made Megan's body shiny and slick, and Dayang licked the
water off her flesh thirstily. Megan’s silky hair was quickly
plastered to her scalp and hung down in long, wet ropes to her
shoulders, while Dayang's, denser and more wiry, still puffed out in
billows from her head, glinting with tiny jewels of water droplets.
Heavier and stronger, the Malaysian quickly forced Megan against one
glass wall and continued to kiss and caress her wet body hungrily,
dropping her own mouth to Megan's nipples, siphoning them up with her
hungry mouth, licking the water off her shoulders, toying with the wet
ropes of her hair.
"Fuck, she’s in control; she's trying to make me come again, and
quickly," Megan thought, fighting the frenzied assault. The hot
water hammered into her flesh, stinging the parts that Dayang was not
sucking or squeezing.
“Oh . . . oh. ahhnnnngggg!” she gasped and panted, trying
not to swoon, leaning back against the wall of the shower stall as
Dayang's experienced mouth explored her body.
Struggling free she managed to break off the Malaysian’s frenzied
attack on her wet, throbbing body and quickly stooped and knelt,
reaching up to part the Malaysian’s wet, shiny thick thighs.
Perhaps overconfident and surprised by the maneuver and caught off
guard as she thought she had Megan under control Dayang let out a low,
soft moan as she felt both Megan’s fingers and her tongue touch her
slit at the same time.
“Ohhhhhnnnnnnnn!”
In the small confine of the shower stall Dayang was trapped with Megan
below her, tongue and fingers working on her cunt. She tried to
reach down and prise Megan’s mouth from her slit, but she couldn’t
reach the fingers arousing her prominent pussy.
For some reason the hot shower water seemed to soar in volume and
quantity. In her mind Dayang knew nothing had changed, she should
be in control; but everything had. The water roared in her ears
and bit into her flesh, and Megan slid two fingers up into the
clenching sleeve of her cunt, and Megan's full, sensual lips enclosed
her throbbing clit and began to suck as Dayang’s resistance petered
out. Dayang went crazy with a crackling, steaming surge of lust.
Her wet body sagged against the glass wall of the shower stall, but she
bent her knees enough to maintain a little leverage by pushing her arse
back against the glass, and then she pushed her pelvis forward,
gyrating a little, pushing her pussy into Megan's mouth and fingers,
trying to make the kneeling Megan lose balance. She had to
succeed because she knew she was going to come in about ten to twenty
seconds.
“Oh! Oh!”
Megan in her first sexfight, gained confidence from Dayang's gasping
and whimpering and undulating, and began fucking Dayang harder with her
two fingers, jabbing them rapidly up into Dayang's cunt. Then
instinctively she sucked Dayang's clit in short, sharp sucks,
rhythmically in time with her fucking fingers.
“Oh! Ungghh! Oh!” Dayang gasped, shaking, pumping, feeling the needles of hot water bite into her skin.
Her eyes fluttered open long enough to see Megan crouched below her,
her black hair still bejeweled with silvery water droplets, her wet,
naked back sleek and shiny and dark brown and shapely and . . .
“Oh god! Oh shit! Nooooooooooooo” she gasped.
“Yes, bitch, its starting” Megan responded, briefly glancing up at her
opponent and smiling, her beautiful face contorted from the efforts of
finger fucking the Malaysian or maybe merely mirroring the urgent
need of the arriving climax showing in Dayang's face.
Dayang grabbed her head with both hands. She grabbed
Megan's head and ground her throbbing pussy into Megan's mouth.
The hot steam coiled around their two wet bodies like sinuous snakes,
licking them, wreathing them.
“Unngggh . . . unngghhh . . .”
“Yes . . . whore. . . I’m making you cum . . .”
The rush of the water was louder than ever. It seemed
Dayang could barely hear Megan chanting to her, coaxing her, bringing
her close to orgasm, slowing down then restarting. Toying with
her.
"Oh Noooooooooooo now," she suddenly thought, her orgasm flashing
through her brain before it even gripped her body. An instant
later it engulfed her, making everything else disappear for a
millisecond in a blinding blast of
crippling pleasure.
“AWWOONGGG!” she roared, her scream bleeding almost instantaneously
into sharp squeals as her body shook and sagged back against the glass.
“Mnnggeeee! Oh! Mmnnggghhheeee!”
Dayang's shrieks reverberated off the walls of the bathroom and
shower stall. Megan literally held her up, as she continued to
come, shuddering in fierce, jolting spasms. She pushed against
Dayang's groin with her face, and her shoulders pinned Dayang's flexing
thighs to the glass wall. Dayang gasped and gurgled and screamed
again, holding herself up precariously with her hands gripping Megan's
head, as the prolonged spasm gripped her body.
“Anngghhhmmnneeeee! Oh! Oh! Oh Ohhhh! I’m cuuuuuuuuuuuming”.
And then it was suddenly over, replaced by the hot sting of the shower
water against her skin, though she could still feel the slow pulsing
and throbbing in her pussy and her womb as Megan slid her fingers out
and gave her aching clit one last, triumphant kiss. Still holding
Dayang's sagging, wet body, Megan rose up from her kneeling position on
the floor the floor and quickly dragged Dayang out of the shower and
joined her body to the Malaysian’s scissor sister style and hissed at
the recovering Malaysian,
“To the finish, bitch”
They glared into each others eyes issuing an unspoken, direct challenge
to each other. Megan then sank her sharpened nails into Dayang’s arse
and slammed her pussy into the Malaysian’s. Dayang sank her own sharp
talons into Megan’s butt and the two began thrusting wildly at each
other, forcing their cunt mounds to slam together. Their normally
attractive, sexy faces were contorted in grimaces of hate and pain as
they grunted their threats and boasts to each other.
They stared into each others eyes and gasped and hissed insults as they
felt their cunts begin trying to suck each others lips inside the
others slit. They cried out in pain and anguish as their cunts pressed
hard together, grinding and rubbing each other into unnatural
positions. Clits came into contact and began to duel against each
other, sending waves of pleasure coursing through their bodies as they
sex-fought, Their faces were close together, with each screaming and
spitting obscenities at the other.
“My clit’s fucking your cheap Malaysian imitation of a woman’s clit, bitch”
“When I drain your sloppy loose cunt of juice, I’ll rub your dry clit raw, if I can find it, it's so small, you Chinese hag”
Megan felt the warmth growing in her loins, heard her pants grow louder
and deeper, and called upon her physical and mental reserves to hold
back the approaching orgasm. Dayang had tears in her eyes from the
mental and physical strain of not cumming, but it was becoming harder
and harder not to orgasm. Sensing the Malaysian was weakening Megan
increased the pace of her pelvic thrusts. Pussy lips sealed together
forming a gasket and then Megan started to feel the hot liquid spew
being shot into her cunt.
”EIghhhhhhhhhhhhhh Nooooooooooooooooooo” Dayang wailed as she fell behind, 2 to 1.
There was no doubt she had underestimated the inexperienced Megan whose
clit was now a super hard knob pressing into her clit, controlling it,
not allowing it to move.
Dictating the run of events Megan used her muscles to send her clit
into series of rapid movements stimulating Dayang’s clit which was
trapped beneath hers. Megan drilled her firmer tits into the
Malaysian’s larger more flabby mounds forcing her to lean backwards
further opening her cunt, and then Megan pounced using her erect clit
to repeatedly rake the entire length of Dayang’s now vulnerable exposed
quivering cunt.
Uncontrollable moans came deep from the Malaysian student’s belly in
response to the arousal of her clit.. Systematically clinically and
efficiently she fucked Dayang, her hard clit twisting, bending, and
controlling the Malaysian’s defeated clit taking her to the brink
before stopping. Teasing, tormenting, enjoying her dominance with a
series of Kegel movements, she took the wailing Malaysian over the top
and to her 3rd and losing orgasm.
The scholarship was hers.
Not trusting the Malaysian who was lying exhausted and prone on the
floor Megan unzipped Dayang’s large shoulder bag and examined the
Double Penetrator and normal sized strap-on dildo and harness inside
that she had seen earlier. She rolled Dayang over.
“I don’t trust you to keep your word, so I’m going to video me fucking
you on my phone,” she hissed to the Malaysian, as she arranged her down
on the floor, the strap-on dildo now jutting from her groin.
“Want in on a secret? Just thinking of fucking you with
this makes me even double horny.” She reached down and
stroked the hard dildo with the fingers of one hand.
“I’m going to ram this into you bitch until I cum,” Megan snarled. “Lie back, you bitch.”
She pushed Dayang's thighs open roughly. “I'm going to have my
way with you and you can't stop me. I'm going to fuck your
Malaysian pussy. I am going to nail your sorry arse right to the
floor”.
Megan smiled triumphantly, squatting between the Malaysian's thick, cum
covered parted thighs and lodging the slightly bulbous head of the
dildo in the wet, dark pink groove of Dayang's pussy, between the
floppy dark cunt lips, still glistening with cunt dew.
“Unnnggggghhh!” Dayang groaned as Megan slid it home. “Oh god!”
Megan smiled and quickly settled into a slow, slowly rocking, motion,
sliding the dildo in deep but not pumping or jabbing. "After all,
we have to start somewhere, slut," she thought. "And I intend to
get the maximum pleasure out of this, you gorgeous thing, you. I
am going to fuck you to hell, and I am going to take my time."
Dayang was still so wet that the hard dildo slid in and out of
her clinging slit easily and Megan did not even have to hold it to keep
it steady. That would come later. For now she could run
both hands all over Dayang's body. She squeezed her over full
round breasts and stroked her shoulders, her back, her thighs, her
waist, even her round prominent belly, then dropped her mouth again to
one large nipple, holding Dayang's large breast steady with one hand
while she sucked it hungrily.
“Ohhhh! Ummnnnggg!” Dayang gasped and panted, twisting,
bucking her hips now, trying to get Megan to accelerate the pace.
Her large eyes, filled with submissive flashes of sex need, caught
Megan's. Megan kissed her sensual mouth savagely. In the middle
of the kiss Dayang began pumping frantically. Megan held her face
in both hands and gloated.
“Oh, you want it to be over quickly, do you?” she teased
Dayang, reverting to fucking her with a slow, relentless motion,
determined not to be rushed.
Megan found it harder and harder not to be caught up in her
frothing, frenzied passion. After all, Dayang was so confident
she was going to win the scholarship and this contest. She had a
touch of the imperiousness about her that Megan always associated with
upper class Malays and seeing her like this, completely reduced to a
helpless slave of her throbbing lust, completely in Megan's thrall,
completely vulnerable to Megan's sexual domination, was a turn-on of
major proportions.
Megan leaned close and began pumping her harder, whispering into the
marvelous shiny dark whorl of her left ear. “I've got a secret
for you. I’m going to show this to Prof. Chin. loser” Then she
stabbed her wet tongue deep into Dayang's ear.
“Unh! Unh!” Dayang grunted as she felt the dildo begin to spear her harder. “UNnnnnnngh”
And then Megan let her have it full throttle. She sucked
her neck and squeezed one of her tits with her free hand, dropping the
other one to their cunts and gripped the base of the dildo with her
fingers to keep it steady; because she knew it was going to be a wild
ride from here on in.
She upped the tempo, thrusting and spearing Dayang's impaled pussy so
hard that her lunges rode Dayang's arse up off the floor tiles.
Megan slammed the shaft into her, again and again, spearing her,
stabbing her, hearing the wild squeals that erupted from deep in
Dayang's throat as she finally received the hammering she deserved.
“Aiieee . . . aiieeee! Mnnngghiieee! Oh . . . oh Goddddddddd . . . oh . .
anngghhh!”
“Yes! Yes! Yes, bitch!” Megan grunted as she ripped the
dildo into Dayang's now well-used pussy, lunging into her, sucking her
neck again, her damp shoulder, inhaling and exulting in the defeated
student’s moans, frenching her ear again, but never relenting in her
hard, pounding thrusts.
“Mnngghiiieee . . . . oh! Ungghh! Ohnggg!” Dayang
gasped and sputtered, churning and pumping back as much as she was
able, squirming in the circles on the floor as the Iphone recorded her
squealing as a clearly inevitable orgasm began to engulf her.
“Hey, slut . . . oh yes, I love this . . I’m going to
cum fucking youuuuuuuuuuu .” Megan panted to her, now encircling her
neck with one arm while still steadying the dildo with her other hand,
crushing Dayang to her and impaling her on the stabbing strap-on.
She raised both of Dayang's arms as high as possible, which gave her
added leverage to pull her pelvis down hard on the thrusting
stalk. And Megan exploding a cacophony of squealing.
“Annnggiieeeee! Annnggiieeeee! Oh . . . Jesus! Annnggiieeeee! Oh
shit! Ohhnnggggggg! Oh Jesus!”
Her slim taut, opulent body went into violent convulsions, ripping the
dildo into Dayang as she rode out the most intense, shattering moments
of her climax.
“Oh ahhhhhhhhh . . . oh, shit . . . oh yes, bitch . .
.” she muttered incoherently, over and over, as the spasms slowly
released her clenching body, and her breathing calmed a little.
Coming back to earth after her orgasm Megan let the rhythm of her
fucking play itself out naturally, easing up, relaxing her grip,
slowing her hip undulations, until she could pull the dildo from the
fucked Malaysian student.
“Well, bitch, the scholarship is mine”
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