Forbidden Stories in the Slums

He indulges in the secret and dangerous habit of engaging in sexual encounters with impoverished women and young girls he meets in a secluded area.

My name is Lefi, an office worker, and this incident happened in 2015 when I was 25 years old. Sometimes, when I work, I come home late at night, between 8 and 10 PM. Not to mention if I spend time with friends before going home, so this habit often makes my wife remind me because I often come home too late.

Usually, when I go home, I like to take a shortcut that is quieter, even though there is a risk of robbery and I am afraid. However, I am used to taking the quiet road without asphalt to get home faster. As a means of transportation, I use a Honda motorcycle because it is very fuel-efficient.

On that night, I passed a very quiet road. This road goes downhill and passes a row of schools from elementary, junior high, and high school side by side. In the area above, before the descent, it can be said to be a dumping ground. There is a lot of garbage piled up on this road, even some scavengers also put their garbage in this area. Some residential houses have also been built in this area.

To be honest, this is my first time passing through this area. I know that this area is dirty, and rarely do riders want to pass through this area, let alone cut through it. But for me, this area is the best shortcut, especially because I can see exciting views for free.

At 8:30 PM, I passed through this road. The smell of garbage was so strong around me, the road was only covered in muddy soil. Not long after walking, I saw a makeshift house made of zinc, wooden beams, without walls. It can be said that this is a slum house.

Around the house, there is a lot of piled up garbage and the surrounding streets are very quiet and dark. My motorcycle with its lights on was not able to illuminate the entire area. The only thing visible was a mother scavenger who was scavenging.

I passed that woman, but she didn’t see me because she was busy scavenging. She was wearing a worn-out maroon red shirt and black fabric pants. From her appearance, I could tell that she was a scavenger. Her body was not too fat, and I estimated that she was around 38 years old.

After passing her, I stopped my motorcycle not far from her. Dirty thoughts came to my mind, “There’s no way a girl is alone in a place like this, in a deserted area.” This is my chance.

I stopped my motorcycle and planned to ask the woman, “What are you doing, Ma’am?” I said, and it surprised her. “Oh, I’m scavenging, Sir,” she replied.

I looked at her makeshift house that was dark without any lights, and I didn’t understand why there was a pile of garbage in front of her house.
“It’s quiet here, isn’t it, Ma’am?” I asked again.
“Yes, Sir, this area is indeed quiet,” the woman replied.
“Are you alone here, Ma’am?” I asked again.
“Yes, my husband is out,” she answered.
We chatted for a while, to dispel my suspicion.

“I can help, Ma’am,” I offered to help with good intentions.
“Oh, no need to bother, Sir,” she replied.
I then got off my motorcycle and approached the woman.

After getting closer, I felt a little tempted because when my motorcycle illuminated her, I saw that her breasts were quite large.
I pretended to help her by separating recyclable waste, such as bottles and aqua glasses. The plan was to sell these wastes to waste collectors to earn income, which was the mother’s livelihood.

While enjoying this moment, suddenly a little girl in a hijab passed by. I was surprised to see her because I didn’t understand why she was passing through this area. It turned out that I just found out that near the school there is a mosque where children learn to recite the Quran at night. But why didn’t I see the children going home from their recitation earlier?

While enjoying that moment, suddenly the little girl passed by. Because it was dark, she didn’t suspect anything and just walked past.
In this situation, I started to think whether I should continue the sexual relationship with this woman or with the little girl earlier? The whispers of the devil made me choose the little girl.
I put my penis back into my pants and gave an excuse to the woman that I wanted to buy something I had forgotten, then I turned around and chased after the little girl.

The woman didn’t suspect anything because she didn’t see the little girl pass by.
I started the engine of my motorcycle and approached the girl who was walking a little far from this makeshift house. In my heart, I said, “I will take care of the woman later.”

The distance between my motorcycle and the girl was about 2 meters. When I was close, I called the little girl, “Hey!” Then I got off the motorcycle, took out my wallet, and said, “Hey, do you want money?”
When the girl saw money coming out of my wallet, she answered, “Yes, Sir.”
“Well, this is 50 thousand for you, as long as you come with me, okay? Come on, get on the back of my motorcycle,” I invited her.
“Where to, Sir?” she asked innocently.
“Never mind, just come along,” I replied with force, and she sat behind me.
I then started the motorcycle, to find a secluded place. Moreover, this is a deserted area with lots of bushes, it should be easy to find a suitable place.

“We’ve arrived, right?” I said while stopping the motorcycle.
She got off the motorcycle, and I also got off. Now, the little girl was standing next to me, then she immediately took off her pants and shirt, until she was naked.

“What do you mean, you said I’m like your father?” I asked in surprise.
“My father often takes off his clothes in front of me,” she replied.
I was shocked. It can’t be that her father often does inappropriate things to her, right?

“What do you mean, your father doesn’t wear clothes and touches you?” I asked trying to make sure.
“Yes, Uncle. Even, I often feel pain,” she answered lightly.
“What do you mean?” I asked confused.
“My father’s penis is often used to insert into my pee and poop area!” she answered innocently.

“Have you experienced that often with your father?” I asked not believing.
“Since I was a child, Uncle. Even when I was still in kindergarten,” she answered innocently.
“What grade are you now?” I asked to make sure.
“6th grade, Uncle,” she answered.
Now I understand, she is still a little girl who doesn’t know anything.

I approached her and touched her whole body, from her breasts, which have already grown like a junior high school student, to her soft buttocks. It turns out that her father has an abnormal desire towards her. Now, I am already naked, and it’s time for her to be naked too.

“What is your name?” I asked, trying to get to know her.
“I’m Nina, sir,” she replied.
“What are you doing passing by here at this hour?” I inquired, curious.
“I’m coming back from my religious studies, sir,” she answered.
Not long after, I heard the voices of other young children in the distance. They had also just returned from their studies like Nina. There were more than four of them, luckily they were unaware of our presence.

“Nina, take off your clothes,” I said.
“Huh, sir?” she said, confused.
“Take off everything, including your headscarf,” I repeated.
Reluctantly, Nina undressed like me.

“Do you often get molested by your father?” I asked.
“What do you mean, sir?” Nina replied innocently.
“I mean, does he put his thing inside your vagina?” I said, pointing towards her genitals.
“Yes, sir. Often,” she answered again.
“Alright, sir wants to do that too. Just stay quiet, alright?” I persuaded Nina, who finally surrendered.
For about an hour, we engaged in sexual activity. It was initially difficult because her vagina was still tight, and it turned out my penis was bigger than her father’s. However, Nina already knew how to enjoy the pleasure from an adult man, so our movements became smoother. Most of the time, Nina just surrendered her body to me, even allowing me to ejaculate inside her.

After we finished, I gave Nina another 50 thousand with the condition that she couldn’t tell anyone. The next day, as I had to work overtime, I would only come back to this place in two days to engage with the other mothers.

I had observed the other mother and created a scenario in my head before coming here. When the following day arrived, my motorcycle stopped in front of the shanty house where the other mother lived, and I didn’t see any signs of activity.

“Maybe she’s inside,” I thought.
Indeed, the other mother was lying inside her shanty house. I planned to see what was inside this house, although I wouldn’t enter because there was no door, just a long cloth that could be rolled up to enter.

I saw the other mother sleeping. Although it was dark, the moonlight provided enough illumination for me to see her lying there.
The room inside consisted of only one bedroom and many belongings of the other mother around it. When I saw her body, my desire arose. I unzipped my pants and started masturbating outside, “Ahhhh.”

Suddenly, the arrival of an unfamiliar woman disturbed my concentration. She was wearing tattered white clothes and torn black pants underneath. The woman carried a sack on her left shoulder and held it with her left hand.

Seeing me half-naked, she seemed unfazed. “What are you doing, sir?” That girl said.
I was surprised by her arrival and turned towards her! My penis was even visible, although it was a bit dark.

“Who are you?” I asked with a high tone.
“I’m Gisa, the that woman daughter. Why are you like this, not wearing pants?” she asked and immediately entered to wake up her mother.
It turned out, Gisa was the daughter of the other mother who had just returned from scavenging. I was shocked when Gisa woke up her mother, especially because I was naked there.

As it turned out, the other mother woke up and greeted me, telling me to come in even though I was naked.
“Come in, sir,” the other mother said with a smile.

I was surprised and a bit foolish, but I followed the other mother’s steps into the house. The other mother was already sitting there.
“Please have a seat, sir,” the other mother said.
“Gisa, please bring a drink for this gentleman.”

I was astonished and shocked because the atmosphere seemed so normal, even though I was half-naked!
“People often come here for sexual encounters, sir. I don’t mind being the object of it, but I’m poor and need money for my services, sir,” she explained.
“Yes, ma’am, I apologize for behaving like this,” I said.
“Sir, would you like to be with me or with my daughter?” the other mother asked again.

I thought for a moment and decided to be with the mother, named Tira.
“I’ll be with you, ma’am. How much do I have to pay?” I said.
“Any amount is fine, as long as I can eat,” the other mother said.
“How about 150 thousand, ma’am?” I asked.
At first, Mrs. Tira didn’t agree, but the negotiation ended at 300 thousand.

“Well, here’s the money, ma’am,” I said as I paid.
Mrs. Tira gracefully accepted the money and handed it to her daughter, Gisa. Then, unexpectedly, she undressed, gradually revealing her nakedness. To my surprise, I found her incredibly alluring, which only fueled my arousal.

Gisa helped me take off my jacket and shirt, neatly folding them and placing them in a corner. I couldn’t resist the opportunity to caress her soft breasts.
Excusing herself, Gisa left the room, leaving me alone with Mrs. Tira, who approached me with confident strides. I sat with my legs stretched out in front of me, preparing myself for what was to come.

“Could you help me, please, ma’am?” I asked softly, and Mrs. Tira quickly began to massage my genitals. I was overcome by the extraordinary sensations caused by her gentle touch. However, when I requested oral pleasure, she politely declined.

“Oh, I’m sorry, sir. I can’t do that,” she responded hesitantly.
Deciding to take matters into my own hands, I squeezed and played with Mrs. Tira’s hardened and tempting breasts. Occasionally, I experienced a pleasurable sensation as I nibbled on her sensitive nipples.

Mrs. Tira prepared herself to be on top of me, while I positioned myself underneath her. She requested that I lie back and relax.
“Rest, sir,” she said, as she took control.

We moved in a rhythm that grew faster and faster, completely lost in the pleasure we were experiencing. Suddenly, we were startled by the arrival of a man. It was the head of the family, Mr. Don. He briefly entered and grabbed something before leaving.

I didn’t dwell on Mr. Don’s presence. We continued our intimate encounter, changing positions multiple times. Finally, after more than an hour and a half, climax arrived, and I was allowed to ejaculate inside. It was an extraordinary pleasure.

The next day, I frequently visited their home to meet with Mrs. Tira and Gisa. We engaged in sexual activities, although I was aware that they also served other men. I didn’t accuse them, but I couldn’t help but feel sorry for witnessing supposedly religious individuals utilizing Mrs. Tira’s services for their sexual desires.

Sometimes, I would simply stop by when Mrs. Tira and Gisa gathered at their home. I would expose myself, ejaculate on their faces, pay them, and leave. This happened repeatedly, and what intrigued me was that they would continue their meal after my semen had landed on their faces.

For over two years, I regularly paid them and engaged in these acts, even with the younger siblings who had just returned from religious studies. Some were regular customers, while others were new. Despite receiving reprimands from Mrs. Tira, I carried on.

After more than two years had passed, I received a promotion that relocated me to a outside island. There, I spent eight years with my wife and children. Those eight years flew by, and now I have returned to the area, close to our previous residence. Unfortunately, the residential area where we once lived has undergone drastic changes by the government and has now transformed into a busy main road. Nevertheless, the memories of the past remain beautiful, and occasionally, the longing to return to those pleasurable moments resurfaces in my mind.

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