Spontaneous Student

Diagonally seated in front of me, the blue skirt hiked up her legs and brought my attention to her eyes, hoping that she did not notice my gaze. Instead, a grin appeared sideways to me and a momentary line of sight was established. I felt a little confused then and did not know what I could do. So, I went back to my iPad and continued reading the news.

A few minutes later, she got out of her seat with her wallet and walked towards the door next to me, dropping a piece of paper as she exited.

Toilet now.

Since I was alone, I packed my stuff and went to the gents, actually doing my business and exited in time to see her adjusting her blouse at the females’ entrance.

Girl: ‘Is there anyone inside the gents?’
Me: ‘Nope. Why?’

She walked straight into the gents, and I couldn’t leave her alone. Seeing how the last cubicle door moved, I joined her in the toilet with a racing heart. As hesitant as I was about getting involved with a girl her age, the situation did not allow much thoughts to happen.

Before my eyes, a pink bra emerged from between those buttons and she stepped out of her skirt without letting it hit the ground. I hung my bag at the hanger of the door and she lifted my shirt up to expose my belt.

Me (whispering): ‘Hey hey.. can you slow down?’

She wasn’t any shorts under her skirt then and simply tucked my hand between her legs, letting me feel the wet patch on her panties.

Girl (whispering): ‘You are the one that made me lost control when you looked at my legs.’

Her panties went down to let me touch her pussy directly, while my underwear was lowered to my thighs. In untrained motion, she pumped my cock erratically until it was too overbearing. In return, I kept vibrating my fingers on her clit till she tiptoed, raising herself higher for me to finger her.

All it took was a few seconds for me to shove my finger in, thrusting as soon as I could to relief the pain. She kept her mouth on my neck to suppress the moans escaping but her random hand movements made me weak fast.

Me (whispering): ‘Girl, let me help you cum. Then we’ll leave k?’
Girl (whispering): ‘Just like that?’
Me: ‘Yeah.’

Both of us took a break and she moved to the door, turning her back on me and angling her hips at ninety degrees. She peeled one of her ass open and a pink, slimy pussy invited me into its drooling orifice. ‘Sure?’, I mouthed the word of confirmation to her and she nodded in kitty cute manner.

I parked my meat between her ass and pushed forward slowly, stretching the tight lips open around my shaft. As I disappeared into her, I could feel how I tore my way into her naturally enclosed cave. When she closed her fists against the door, I knew I was fully inside and had to take a few steps back to prevent slamming her body on the thin door.

Once we decided that the toilet bowl was the best place to be fucking at, her knees supported her lower body while she crossed her arms on the water tank. Very carefully, I made long, deep strokes to acclimatise her body, making her wetter as she felt every inch of my skin on her vagina.

Seeing how her toes curl, I knew she was ready and proceeded to pound harder, going deeper with increasing speed. It was damn sexy and wrong to be holding a school girl’s waist this hard, jerking her ass towards me just to pierce her another time. After three minutes of chest tightening gasps, she flung her body upright and slammed onto my chest. I cupped my hands over her small boobs and squeezed hard, cumming and leaking juices down her legs.

Me (whispering): ‘Where do I come babe?’
Girl (whispering): ‘Wait wait. Let me sit down first.’

Like playing lava floor, she turned herself around on her knees and wiped herself dry, before sitting on her skirt. Holding my cock in her face, she used her viscous pussy juice to masturbate me, smiling widely as I struggled to contain my groans.

The next thing I did was to bunch her hair into a ponytail, and she straightened her back knowing what I was thinking. Just as I pushed her towards me cock, her lips opened and I just felt her going down eternally on me.

Me: ‘Ahh.. ‘

I guided her head, keeping her lips in motion without going too deep. The spontaneous student did her best and let her tongue flip around as well, sucking me gently as I went crazy.

All it too was another three minutes, before I lost my mind and held her head still, aimed down her neck. Hot cum string shot over her chest and bra, dribbling down to her belly and she helped pumped my cock a few times to extract everything. Once I stopped shooting, she smeared my bio-lotion over her body and even gave her own pussy a few rubs.

Instead of looking tired, she was hyper like before and went to put on all her clothes, helping me as well after she was done. I was just regaining my senses and recovering my energy after the wild girl’s chase to orgasm.

She left the toilet behind me after I checked that there was no one else, and stood for a while at the corridor.

Girl: ‘Here’s my number. Text me k? We can meet again.’
Me: ‘I don’t know about that. You’re under sixteen.’
Girl: ‘And that’s how you feel really big to me, by being small.. and tight.’

The long haired girl with the fine, toned legs, chest proportionally-developed and pussy beyond-ready, ran into the restaurant after giving me a wink, joining her friends who were chatting away. Before I reached home, she had already booked me for a date the next day, at a quieter place that we won’t be judged for being seen together. And of course, for something more after dine-and-date.

His Fantasy

The fifteen year old Sherly laid on her boyfriend’s bed, hands clenched tight over her lap as he positioned next to her. It was the first relationship of the young couple and Wee Kiat was ready to replay some scenes in the numerous porn videos he saw. For Sherly, ‘love’ was still a fuzzy term but it didn’t mean anything to her. She had no crush, perhaps a little like for him, but fulfilled what couples usually do, movies and stuff.

Wee Kiat: ‘Just look at me k?’

He lifted her hands to the sides and placed his hand on her chest, squeezing through her bra attempting to turn her on. Seeing how lost she was looking at him, it was apparent she wasn’t getting anything. Her eyes slowly shut as buttons began to pop open, revealing more of the white training bra she wore.

Wee Kiat: ‘Dear, can I take off my pants?’
Sherly: ‘Okay ah.’

He paused stripping her and removed his brown pants, oblivious to the shy girlfriend whose eyes were shut tight. Very slowly, she felt the warmth of his hands on her tummy and moved upwards, going to her back to where the bra clasp was. A pinch of his fingers was all it took to free her chest, but he did not remove them immediately. Inching under the bra, the soothingness of warmth covered her nipples with relief.

Wee Kiat saw how her lips moved and knew she felt at ease. His trembling hand began to mould her breasts, erecting her nipples against his palm.

Sherly: ‘Do you want me to massage you too?’
Wee Kiat: ‘It’s okay. Just relax for me k?’

Her boobs had never seemed bigger then and she could feel aches around her nipples. When she gave them a push to feel their hardness, a wave of calmness flashed through her mind.

Sherly (whispering): ‘Can you play with my nipples for a while?’

He listened to her and rolled them between his index and thumb, finally getting some moans from his innocent girl. Seeing how her chest rise and fall made his hard on even more painful, restricted by his underwear that was a day’s old.

Wee Kiat: ‘I’m going to touch you down there k?’

She gave a nod and he placed his palm between her legs, sliding under her skirt as she grabbed her shirt in anticipation. The moment he landed on her panties, her hand flung to his arm and held them still. Not portraying any resistance, he applied more pressure on her slit and she relaxed her grip until her hand fell away.

The gentle massage through her panties took all her tension away and made her light headed. He tugged those white panties down to her ankles and pushed her thighs apart, touching directly on her raw pussy.

Wee Kiat: ‘So my baby girl shaves.’
Sherly: ‘My mum told me to. Is it good?’
Wee Kiat: ‘You tell me.’

He tucked his fingertip deeper onto her clit and a shock jerked her chest up.

Sherly (sighing): ‘Oh yes.. it’s good.’

Her hands did not know what to do then and just opened and closed as he vibrated on her sensitive spot, driving more juices out of her system. Soon, she was blindly feeling for his bulge and caught it in her hand. They removed his underwear together and she dived for his rod, holding it tightly while listening to his breaths.

Sherly: ‘Am I doing it right?’
Wee Kiat: ‘If you move your hand up and down, I will feel better.’

Without any lubricant, his foreskin was dragged up and down, still giving him the overwhelming pleasure of masturbation, except with a different hand. As Wee Kiat increased his speed, she did the same and they were soon moaning their lungs out.

After an intense five minute race to the unknowns, Sherly suddenly get go of him and stopped his movements. Luckily or unluckily, he had made it past her final checkpoint and her body began shaking uncontrollably. Her nails dug into his forearm as he continued to attack her clit, till her long moan appeared with violent twists of her hips.

Once the ordeal was over, she breathed deeply with a weak smile across her face.

Wee Kiat: ‘I think you just came. Feels good right?’
Sherly (panting): ‘Came? Is that the word?’
Wee Kiat: ‘Climax or orgasm also can.’

He licked his wet fingers clean and laid on his back, partly tired from giving her her first orgasm. Next, it was time for Sherly to play. She rest her head on his chest and moved down to his belly, staying still while she wrapped her fingers around his dick.

Sherly: ‘Boyfie, let me play with it k? Tell me if it hurts.’

He placed one hand on her head to acknowledge her request and there, the exploration began.

Curiously, she pried his pee hole opened and poked her nails into it, getting a groan from her boy in shock. Seeing how he did not push her away, she covered the tip with her thumb and gave it a little massage. The desperate groans kept coming until she moved her hand down, pre-cum leaking instantaneously from the tip once she jerked him a few times.

Her head went lower to his advantage and her little tongue was felt licking the liquid off. A momentary pause later, her lips wrapped around his cock head and sank downwards, getting him to hold her head to guide her lower. She felt him lift her head away and then push it down again, groaning harder with each stroke. Immediately, she got the cue and took over the blowjob, trying to go deeper to tease her poor boy more.

Barely a few minutes into it, Sherly was worn out and replaced her mouth with her hand. By then, saliva had provided the lubrication and she was pumping him with more response. The rest of the time was spent trying to hold himself back, while his naughty girl tested for his limits.

Wee Kiat (whispering): ‘Dear.. I’m going to cum soon.’
Sherly: ‘Do I keep going? Don’t shoot in my face ah.’
Wee Kiat: ‘Won’t la. Go lower and open your mouth.’

His instructions was quickly interpreted by the smart girl and she followed through. Somehow, shooting into her mouth was much easier to clean up than her face. So, once his dick was about an inch away, she masturbated his cock, almost touching his tummy.

Half a minute later, his hand held her head down harder and hot cum squirted into her gapping mouth and nose. She reacted by closing her lips, but suffocation soon forced her to collect more in her cheeks.

Loud panting noises filled the bed once he was done and his hand freed her to turn away from his body. In front of her, he held a waste paper bin that she spat his load into, and brushed his cum off her face into it. Looking at him cutely angry, she gave his flaccid cock a flick.

Wee Kiat: ‘Eh. You don’t like the taste ah?’
Sherly: ‘It’s so salty! Why didn’t you warn me first?’
Wee Kiat: ‘If I warn you then you will let me shoot in your mouth?’
Sherly: ‘Better than shooting all over my face ma. Don’t know will have pimples or not.’

He gave her a pat on the head and brought her into his chest, extinguishing her rage with love. Listening to his hypnotising heartbeat, Sherly promptly fell asleep until late evening, when her phone rang her awake.

Sherly (on phone): ‘Yes mummy. I’m going home for dinner. I went to do project with my friends. Okay.’

Wee Kiat woke up just in time to see her wear her skirt, without any panties on. After she was dressed (with bra), she gave him a peck and handed her panties to him.

Sherly: ‘Help me wash k? I don’t want to wear wet panties home.’

He slipped on his shorts and walked her to the door, but not before hinting her an ideal dress code.

Wee Kiat: ‘Next time don’t wear la! Easier right?’
Sherly: ‘Idea. See you tomorrow k? Don’t masturbate without me ah.’

She left by the lift and he took a whiff of her panties. Still a little soaked with her juice, his erection twitched continuously till he went into his room. Wee Kiat then covered his cock with her panties, and casually gave it a stroke. One which led to the infinity, and beyond.

Three Years Ago

This entry is written in the point-of-view of a fifteen year old student, Taelyn. A brief description of the origin and background will be provided at the end of the story.

‘Hi guys. My name is Benjamin, but you can call me Ben. I’m going to treat you like adults, so I am going to ask of you to do the same for me. I am assigned to this school, to be your English teacher for this year, and then I’ll be going back to be redeployed after this. Do you have any questions for me?’

The cutest twenty-four year old teacher in the school just stepped into the class and Taelyn’s heart couldn’t stop pounding. Most of the noisy girls in her class went quiet, and all the guys were watching his every move closely, for the first time in the class’ history as the ‘rowdiest’ class ever, they outdone themselves

The overdressed teacher came in the fittest suit, bearing a blazer over the silky white shirt and dark black pants. Even those creased leather shoes did not escape the girls’ eyes. The havoc that occurred probably didn’t get to him, but the excitement was real. His charisma had an effect on everyone, especially on girls as susceptible as Taelyn.

That day, she did not hang out with her friends after school and simply went home, locking herself in the room after gulping down a glass of juice. Partly worn out from the P.E. lesson in the day, the new teacher was all over her mind. ‘I hope you are as big as this’, that thought came uncontrollably when she reached for the dildo that arrived a few months ago, unused without the ideal image of a gentleman in her life. But everything changed once she took her shorts off under her school skirt, legs spreading wide so she could reach that pussy.

‘Ben, go slow k?’, Taelyn’s fingers pressed down on her clit in leggiero, ‘lightly’ in musical term. There was no other words to describe how much she had to resist going all out on her own clit, holding dearly to the mesmerising image of him as she rubbed herself so ever gently. ‘No, not yet’, was the reminder for herself as her hand almost slid lower, trying to rush fingers into her pussy before Ben did. Those eyes shut themselves to focus on his seductive, manly voice, stringing his teachings into the words her body wanted to hear.

‘Taelyn, drop your jaw lower. It will make your words clearer.’

She momentarily swapped her hands so she could fit two of her wet fingers into her mouth, licking those clear, thick juices off. Picturing her teacher’s dick in her mouth, the dildo was plucked from the bed and replaced her cleaned fingers between her lips.

‘Argh’, Taelyn sighed out when she realised she could not hold back any longer. The rubber dildo exited her mouth and went straight for her pussy, spending a good few seconds teasing her entrance to get her body ready. As soon as the tip popped inside, all the muscles in her body tensed up for the first entry of a foreign object. Before that were her fingers, which worked well up to this point in time.

Now, as inches disappeared into her pussy, she was just glad that it was Ben who was going to claim her virgin sex toy experience. Stuffing most of the seven inch dildo into that relaxed hole, the excess juices created a squishy sound as she tried to shove more in. Well, her holding hand had reached the folds of her labia.

With a soft whisper, ‘Fuck me Ben’, the toy began thrusting slowly into the wet pussy, letting her tight pussy close before the next stroke separated the sticky vaginal walls. Each passing minute only brought more pleasure into her body, rhythm increasing as her vagina relaxed further. Her skirt was raised above her groin, with her imaginary teacher fucking her in missionary.

‘Ben, if only I was of legal age, I would totally skip writing this and jump on you. But.. we could wait three more years thought.’

Taelyn closed her feet and wrapped one of her arms under her knees, holding them backwards onto her chest while she repositioned her free hand on the base of the toy. The instance she jerked it, the overwhelming tightness drove her into a series of moans, escaping uncontrollably out of her luscious lips. ‘Oh yes, fuck me harder Ben!’, she cried out as the toy made queefing sounds forcing air out of her cunt. Once the flatulance ended, the dildo was locked in a suction causing a little resistance when she pulled outwards.

‘Oh yes! Can you feel it? I want you inside me Ben’, the rubber dick never stopped sliding in and out of her as she moaned dirty phrases. Orgasms began coming in that position, abruptly ending her feet-in-midair pose while her body fluttered into a struggle. Panting out of breath, she was not done yet. At least not her body.

She flipped into doggie and replaced the toy inside her pussy, ramming it deeply with her hands under her ajar knees. Her groans safely went into the pillows as another orgasm violently shook her body, leaking juices over her fingers that was still shoving feebly.

‘Cum for me Ben, shoot it all inside me’, came as a request from her. She sat upright on her feet and the dildo between her calves, hugging onto her vertically as she bounced up and down. The dildo was forced deep inside without restraint in that position, shooting beautiful fireworks into her innocent mind as she came another time.

Losing the battle to the lifeless dildo, her body gave in to exhaustion and fell forward with the pillow, landing softly in a semi-doggie stance. Her back rose and fell as she grasps for air, eyelids too heavy to get on with tidying up the mess. Instead, she fell to a side and pulled her blanket over her soaked school uniform, and went to sleep with the dildo inside.

Despite occasionally waking up from accidental movements of the dildo, it was the most soothing sleep she ever gotten in a long while.

‘Ben, if you are brave enough, 8263****. I am ready for you.’

The above composition was written by a fifteen year old, name obviously changed for protection. She was in ‘Ben’s class for a year three years back, and was the only homework that he couldn’t keep still grading. With permission, he kept her work and gave her an appropriate grade to the use of her English language.

I did not probe further about him contacting the student then or anytime after, but what struck me most was the ‘intention’ segment of composition marking. Erotic thoughts aside, the ‘expressive/ expression’ aspect was mostly limited to the use of English. But if the teacher or marker weren’t IMpressed, would it still count as ‘expressive’?

Every (good) action certainly deserves some reaction, no matter good or bad. A good composition should cause some ‘reaction’, agree guys?

A Tiny Package

Taking the stairs up to my house on the fourth storey, I saw my neighbour from below my unit, in her school uniform petting with a guy whose hand was under her white blouse. As I understood and ignored their uncontrollable PDA, the pair panicked and hurriedly straightened their clothes though I had walked past them. Loud whispers were heard as the girl asked the boy to leave, and chased up the flight of stairs to my floor.

Daphne: ‘Kor kor.. can you don’t tell my mum about this?’
Me: ‘Don’t worry. I’m not going to. Relax k?’
Daphne: ‘You sure?’
Me: ‘Yeah. I was young before. Go home and study k?’

She stopped in her tracks as I turned to my door, possibly headed back to her own house after the scare. Just after I dropped my office handcarry on the sofa, a knock followed by her voice came through the huge fireproof door.

Me (shouting): ‘Yes?’

Her bag was back on her shoulders, and a worried look still plagued her face.

Daphne: ‘Can I come in for a while?’

I said nothing and opened the door wider, where she entered and sat on the sofa right next to my bag. Not expecting any guests, my house was in a slight mess but I was more interested in getting a shower and catching some rest. It was after all a long day for me.

Me: ‘Eh. I am really not going to tell anyone about it. It’s no big deal to me. I need to shower and do my own stuff now. Please?’

The petite girl could easily pass off as a sec one student even though she was sixteen. Nowhere on her body could you see any puberty doing right except for her hair, which was gorgeously black.

Daphne: ‘I know. But can I ask for something that will make me feel better?’
Me: ‘What is it?’

She got up and caught my hand before going into my bedroom. Every Chinese New Year, she would secretly crash my gate to gamble when my friends were over, winning (or losing) some money to make her holiday more exciting.

With two hands on my arms, she placed me down on the bed and unclasped her skirt, dropping it to the floor before her white blouse unbuttoned one by one. To be honest, I was not interested in any intimacy with her at all. She was too young and naive, let alone aware of what she was getting into (with me).

Me: ‘You know? I think we are taking it too seriously. I swear I won’t tell your mum. Just put your clothes back on and go home k?’

Just as I picked her skirt up, her shirt crumbled onto the floor.

Daphne: ‘Do you want me to take my bra off?’
Me: ‘Sigh.. yes.’

The firmest buns greeted me in full glory without any bra pads for support. They were perfectly round and perky on their own, luring me to feel them for myself. As I resisted the urge, she grabbed me by my hand and helped me up. Easily, she unbuckled my belt and my trousers dropped to my ankles. The erection under my thin boxers had already told her my inner desires without saying a word.

Daphne: ‘Someone is hard eh?’

Her hand cupped my bulge and stroked it up and down, slipping into my boxers fingertips first, and feeling the entire length of it on her palm. My hands automatically went to her breasts and fondled them with tenderness, brushing my fingers across her nipples as she caressed my cock with care.

Daphne (whimpering): ‘You do know how to make girls feel good huh?’

Our asses sank into my bed as she continued to harden me, and I was sliding my hand down her belly to her spreading legs. For a lady, she was shaved to perfection and the flesh on her groin was soft like marshmellows – gently impressionable.

Once my middle finger touched her clit, her body tensed up and we fell onto the bed together. Lying side by side, our hands made the biggest movements without so much a flinch in our faces.

Me: ‘Nice?’
Daphne: ‘Yeah. Better than him. He only knows how to ask me to pleasure him. Now I prefer you.’

As the man on the bed, I got up and arranged her so she could lie proper on my pillow. Opening her legs up to the sides, the sporty girl could do a split with her knees bent, serving up a juicy abalone in the most vulnerable pose. I laid chest down on the bed and started feasting on her pussy, licking it with a tongue to taste her sweetness. Once I got to flick her clit faster, Daphne’s body thrashed around the bed groaning for mercy. For a first timer, I expected nothing less from this breathtaking sight of a cutie squirming desperately from pleasure.

I continued to tease her till my mouth got tired, and her moans were barely audible when I stopped, drained and exhausted from the overpowering dose of excitement her body never expected to receive.

Me: ‘You okay Daphne?’
Daphne (breathless): ‘Yeah.. dying.. but it felt good.’

I laid beside her to rest and after a while, it was her turn to play. I did not really pay any attention to her when she sat up, knowing that whatever she did, it should NOT be sex. Well, I was wrong. When I opened my eyes, she was squatting down on me and had her legs opened a distance from my hips. No wonder I couldn’t feel what she was up to on the bed. Thank you memory foam.

Just as I jolted up from my bed, she let go of her strength and slammed my dick into her pussy, tearing her senses apart from a frantic struggle to hug me. Again, I was immobilised by her weight and the sharp pain in my groin disappeared at a rate I was sure I would be dead by then.

While she had her chest on me during the pause, I thrust my hips gently to take the pain away, working like magic for the both of us. In no time, she was moaning as I made desperate little groans, totally indulged in her wet cunt that was swallowing me over and over again.

She sat upright and rocked her hips really fast, till an orgasm threw her back onto my chest. The contractions in her pussy squeezed me gently as she fought for sanity, screaming her lungs out in my chest. Right after she recovered, the next instruction came with as much hype as when she sat on top of me.

Daphne (moaning): ‘Doggie me kor. Drive me crazy with your stick!’

Seeing how horny she was, I got on my knees behind her and positioned her ass in front of my dick. In a single shove, my rod pierced into her ‘heart’ and I pounded her as she screamed for her life. Between the deep thrusts, there were moments of stillness whenever she came, drifting her in and out of unconsciousness using my dick as a stimulant.

By the time she fainted for the third orgasm, her voice had turned soft and weak. I was going slower as she came, unable to bear with the pressure building up in her pussy with each climax.

Me: ‘Daphne, I’m gonna cum.’

A sudden tight grip of her hands on my sheets stopped me abruptly, pulling my cock out carefully as her body gave off a small shiver. I turned her on her back and sat in front of her, lost at what just happened between us.

Daphne (whispering): ‘Can I try sucking you off?’
Me: ‘You done it before?’
Daphne: ‘Yeah.. a few times with him.’

I perched myself on the tabletop behind the headboard of my bed and she kneeled demurely between my legs. Seeing my dick disappear into her mouth was the best sight of the day, slowly feeling the warmth of her saliva coat around my beaten-up dick that was just inside her. The continuous swirl of her tongue heightened the sensitive tissues in my cock head, growing bigger in the comfort of her lips that was brushing along my shaft.

Slowly, she picked up her pace and bits of saliva dripped from my balls as she tried to force herself deeper. My senses disappeared one by one till only my little head was working, basked in the soothing, calmness of her blowjob that I could easily fall prey to.

We remained in that position for at least five minutes, slurping saliva and gagging noises lightly kept our ears opened for the grand finale.

Me (whispering): ‘Daphne.. I’m cumming now.’

She ended the blowjob and spat some saliva into her palms. One hand remained at the base in an ‘OK’ sign while the other jerked me mercilessly. The not-so-innocent girl managed to push all the buttons at the right spot and a girly moan escaped my mouth just as the first load erupted into the air.

Like a trained professional, she did not shy away and kept pumping my cock, oozing cum all over her hands as my body trembled stronger and stronger.

Me (begging): ‘Okok! I’m done! Stop stop!’

A grin on her face was her way of saying ‘no’ and the handjob continued passed my physical limits. I was so close to jumping away from her until the second ejaculation came and calmed me down, spraying a second load that was as big as the first.

Her fingers were totally covered in my cum when she switched to a massage, smiling silly while admiring my overworked expression.

Daphne: ‘Nice right? This will totally empty your balls so fresh sperms can grow.’

I slid down to my bed and watched her use her training bra to wipe her hands, and folded her P.E. shorts, underwear, bra, setting it down in the same order (from bottom to top) on a corner of my bed. Her school uniform went back on her body as normal and her pile of undergarments were left in my room.

Daphne: ‘Poor boy. Why are you so tired? Hehe. Help me wash my clothes k? I’ll drop by again tomorrow. Same time yeah?’

Her bag swung over her shoulders and she wrote her number down on my timetable-whiteboard before leaving. How would you handle a 16 year old that has suddenly dominated you? One thing for sure though, I will surely welcome her back into my house.

Breaking In a School Girl

Michelle: ‘Mr. Tay. Detention is over le.’

The NIE understudy was tasked with watching the detention class after a long day of lessons, only to be awkwardly woken up one of his secondary two student. A look at his watch showed him a timing where all school activities like CCA and remedial had to be ended, a perfect timing for him to go home.

Rubbing his eyes lazily, Michelle took the opportunity to flip through the common test papers he was marking but did not get too far before he slapped her hand away.

Andy: ‘Don’t ah. This is my homework.’
Michelle: ‘Please la ‘cher. See my score only. Good or not?’

He stretched his neck away from the stack and scrolled his thumb through the corners, until he lifted more of the A4 foolscap to see the name attached to her index number.

Andy: ‘Not really good. Can be better.’
Michelle: ‘Pass? Fail?’
Andy: ‘Fail.’
Michelle: ‘Shit man. My dad is going to hit me again.’

Surprised at the corporal punishment still given out, in particular to a girl her age. He slid her copy of the test out and looked through the pages, disappointed to see that there wasn’t any marking errors.

Andy: ‘I really can’t do anything. Can I talk to your parents for you?’
Michelle: ‘No thanks. It will only be worse. Really no marking errors ah? Can I do some other homework to add points to it?’

The mentally drained teacher had little energy left to think that deep and dropped his head over his folded arms, helpless at the state his average student was in. Michelle was the usual school girl like most of her peers. A little lazy, noisy, but studies as hard as the teacher taught. Missing homework and self-study was something Andy understood perfectly, which no child their age should be going through.

Andy: ‘I’ll stay with this marks for now. But don’t tell your parents yet. I will set another paper for you to do. Can?’

Can!‘, the bright eyed girl opened her arms and pounced on the listless educator, smothered by her liveliness that made her a popular girl in his class. The hug she gave lasted for a while and she was slightly rocking him on the chair, feeling her boobs giggling around on his shoulder-back.

Andy: ‘Okay okay. Go home and rest.’

Michelle was already in a dazed mode when he shooed her away, with her hand gliding down his stripped shirt to his belt buckle. Things were starting to go awry when she lifted her skirt up to ride on one of his thigh, grinding back and forth on her pussy.

Michelle (whispering): ‘You’re the first teacher to do that for me, and I.. have a crush on you.’

His pants came open and she violently wrestled his cock out. The attempts to cover his groin did not help after she cupped his palms on her breasts, about B sized for her young age. Andy gave no fight when faced with her ferocity and continued playing with her boobs while she jerked him, pumping that slab of meat while riding her orgasms out.

Michelle (panting): ‘Are you attached Mr. Tay?’
Andy: ‘Yeah.’
Michelle: ‘So you two have sex often?’
Andy: ‘Uh huh?’
Michelle: ‘I want you to have my first time. Can?’

The next thing he did was to get her off his lap and turned towards his sturdy table, neatly rearranged not to mess his papers up. Andy guided her carefully to rest her chest on the table top, and keep her legs spread as wide as possible.

Andy: ‘It’s going to hurt a little. But it will feel good after. Okay?’

The enthusiastic nod boosted his confidence and he started thrusting, poking his cock from the side of her panties, then deeper into his female student with each stroke. As her fists opened and closed, her vagina was expanded sideways to contain his thickness. Finally after half a minute, her clit touched something cold and when he pushed his balls against her, she realised he was completely buried inside her.

Michelle (whispering): ‘How does it feel ‘cher?’
Andy: ‘Nice and warm inside you.’

He pinned her nubile body down with one hand and grabbed her ass with the other. Ramming at high speed, Michelle’s mind went blank from the shock she received, both pain and pleasure intertwined. She could not see anything clearly and voices came and went like a slow-mo scene. As Andy kept on pounding her at a steady tempo, her vision began to align and the overwhelming warmth at her pussy was emitting flashes of electrical jolts through her spine.

Michelle (moaning): ‘I love it ‘cher! Fuck me harder.’

Her nipples were hard from the rub on her shirt, and pussy was nicely draped in a soaked pair of panties from his energetic humping. Among the manly groans he made, a subtle, juicy, slurping sound reminded her of her slutty character. Her pelvic bone had expanded just to accommodate his size and the aching stretch in her pussy was barely holding it together. For Andy, she was as unbearable too but the orgasms she had made a little more lubricant for him to go further.

Michelle: ”Cher.. I can’t take it anymore.. I’m going crazy.. ‘

He unleashed his final burst of energy and pounded her so hard the table moved from its original position. Her legs were almost on the body from the force and if he could see her expression, she was drooling and white-eyed from pleasure.

Andy: ‘Urghh! I’m going to cum!’

In a swift move, he pulled out of her and used her ass crack (and panties) to help ‘jerk’ himself off. It was almost five minutes till he came all over her bum, between the crack and most of it absorbed by her cotton panties. Andy placed her on a chair first before wearing his pants back, unaware of how sticky it felt when she sat down on his cum.

Michelle (breathless): ‘So can you bring up my marks now?’
Andy: ‘I guess I can.’

He placed her test paper right on the top as he tided his desk. While Michelle left school, Andy started his car to fetch his diligent student for some extra ‘lessons’. As far as he was concerned, she had become his little pet, always flooding their shared DropBox account with lewd videos to keep him hard. And almost everyday after school, they would drive to somewhere secluded and fuck their brains out before heading home.

To take the chance with the law and groom someone this young (14yo), would you guys take the risk?

Fourteen Years

Jason: ‘Where do you want to go?’
Kelly: ‘I don’t know. Just walk around here?’

The small sized, secondary two girl looked even tinier beside the poly student. As they had met some time after school ended, they managed to go home before their date. When Jason spotted Kelly in the shopping mall, he could not believe his eyes. For the first time, she put on make up and wore a revealing spaghetti top, matched with a denim skirt that ended at her thighs, and not forgetting a pair of heels that lengthened her legs even more.

After their dinner, he walked her to her block as it would be easier for her to get home. But being homework-free and given a late night notice to her parents, going home early sounded as boring as an awesome-but-short date for her.

Jason: ‘Eh? How did we end up here?’
Kelly: ‘I want to see from the highest floor here.’
Jason (whispering): ‘And what do you see?’

He stepped behind her and hugged her around her waist, hands cupped together on her groin. Small kisses begin lining from her ears, down her neck and onto her collarbone. The moment her first moan came, his hands opened up and went onto her A cups, fiddling with her nipples under her tube bra.

Kelly (whispering): ‘How do I help you?’
Jason (whispering): ‘Just touch my dick.’

She struggled to undo his belt as he teased her even more, reaching under her skirt and into her panties to come in first contact with her pussy. The length of her slit was so short, quite exactly how her body would be at this age – small and cutesy.

Finally, Jason let go of his first groan when her fingers wrapped around his stick, jerking to the twitches her body was making. As things got heated up, he brought her to the steps nearby and sat down behind her. His fingers focused on her clit this time, attacking the most sensitive spot of the poor girl. Though Kelly had masturbated before, doing it with some experienced was totally different.

Her hands had let go of his cock and was on his neck as she lost control, arching back and forth in time with the orgasms that blew her mind away.

Kelly (moaning): ‘Dear dear.. stop. I can’t take it anymore.’

He pulled his hands away from her wet groin and let her turned sideways towards him. She resumed stroking his cock and he was in full size in just a minute. When friction brought the temperature of her handjob up, she gave her palm a spit and went back to work, surprising Jason with her improvised learning abilities.

Jason: ‘Want to taste it?’
Kelly: ‘Huh. Don’t want. Next time k? When I’m at your place.’

She paid her full attention to his rock hard stick and played with it till Jason was gradually losing grip of himself, groaning loudly as Kelly grinned at her ‘new toy’.

Kelly (whispering): ‘How about having sex? Wanna try it?’

Jason stood up and made her squat over his body, hands opened under her bum to support her lightweight frame. She was instructed to hold onto his knees for balance, but she was also giving him control of her bodyweight.

Jason: ‘Ready?’

His underaged girlfriend nodded and he relaxed his muscles, descending slowly until his tip was at her opening. Jason began to bounce her a little, as more of his cock disappeared into her. Where his hands began in the first place (her ass), how much his hands moved apart represented his size for his defloration act.

Jason: ‘Kelly?’
Kelly: ‘You’re so big! I love it dear!”

He covered her mouth and let her slide all the way down his rod, taking all of his glory into her cave. It resulted in an instant faint moment which he caught her fall, and stayed inside her until she was awake. Kelly knew what just happened and did not want to stop what she started. Holding his neck, she grinded her hips on her and forced her pelvic bone to clamp down on his huge cock.

For Jason, it was overwhelming to be inside such a small girl. His dick stretched her opening to its limit and went at such depth he could not bear either. She felt exactly like a condom that’s self lubricating and masturbating.

With his strength, he stood up and carried her down a flight of stairs, where a huge hold formed a window for breeze to come through. Jason had to bend both knees to let her feet touch the ground, and he changed into standing doggy a while later.

Both hands on her waist, he picked her up and rested her chest on the railings, feet almost 30cm away from the ground. That, besides their difference in height, was also the level their privates were together. She hugged the icy cold rails for her dear life and Jason continued fucking her, driving his cock deep into her premature pussy.

In that short period of time, he had gone through too much for one session. I was referring to the sensitivity, tightness, wetness, and the sick error of pounding his 14 year old girlfriend.

Jason (whispering): ‘Cumming soon Kel!’
Kelly: ‘Let me down. Let me down.’

He gently place her on her feet and let her bring him back to the steps, where she sat between his legs. Her hand never left his dick that was wet with her juices, and she was all care and concerned for him.

Kelly: ‘Where do you want to shoot?’
Jason: ‘In your mouth can?’

There was no hiding from his fantasies. To see his girlfriend, taking that huge load of his in those tiny lips, what could be better? Kelly shook her head hopelessly and went to jerk him off. He never felt any bigger before when he realised she was barely holding onto his thickness. She had to use both hands to reach the moment before Jason came, still a little unwilling to end the night.

Very carefully, she brought her mouth to his dick and sucked on the pee hole, saliva drooling from her lips as her hand continued pumping. In a series of groans and involuntary body jerkings, Kelly at her first taste of cum and instinctively drank it to avoid tasting. By the time Jason stopped struggling, his cum had already when into her nose.

Jason: ‘You.. I don’t know what to say.’
Kelly: ‘Silly, you don’t have to say anything. I love you. This will be our biggest secret k?’

How could he leave her even if he wanted? She had her first vaginal orgasm from the quickie earlier, and he too had his first sexy time with an unbelievable ending with his underaged girlfriend.

If you have a pretty and horny underage girlfriend, what would you guys do?

Her Diligent Student

Anson (whispering): ‘Ms. Sharon.. ‘

She had her twelve year old student lower his shorts in the bedroom where they had his Science tuition, hoping to teach him a little about human anatomy before it was covered in his syllabus. The young boy had no clue about the appropriateness of showing his birdie to a lady but there was nothing to be shy about following his teacher’s instructions.

Sharon: ‘Sit on the bed for me.’

He climbed onto his super single bed and Sharon pulled her chair along to the edge, where his legs dangled from. She bent her back down and got close enough to hold his penis, while he leaned slightly backwards. She had gently clamped the tiny wiener between her index and thumb, peeling his foreskin back and watched his expression.

Anson had no idea what was happening except that it felt nice, with a small quiver as she touched the hole where he peed from. It was the first time he had his foreskin exposed to air and it felt calming, as if a new part of his body had been unlocked.

Sharon: ‘How does it feel?’
Anson: ‘It’s nice. And cold.’

She smiled nonchalantly as she worked the excess skin up and down, slowly increasing the bloodflow into his divine sword. As it rose, his eyes were glued to the magical sight, turning Sharon on with his innocence and confused hands that wanted to stop her but couldn’t.

Anson: ‘What is happening to it Ms. Sharon?’
Sharon: ‘It is growing bigger so it is easier to make little Anson feel good.’

She reached into her bag with her other hand and took a bottle of baby oil, dabbing a few drops into the massaging palm. The shy boy gasped loudly as she smeared it over his cock, changing into a jerking motion as he breathed faster.

Sharon: ‘Do you want to help your teacher too?’
Anson: ‘How?’

She stood up and pulled her dress up, revealing a smooth, shaved pussy that got the boy excited to see it up close. Sitting down on her chair, she opened her legs with feet by his hips, and brought his small hand to it. Immediately, he started exploring the puffed labia and quickly moved between the folds, making Sharon moan as he listened to where it made her felt best.

Sharon (whispering): ‘Here here. Keep touching there.’

He got her cue right away and kept his thumb rubbing on her clit, while he was vibrating the bed with her handjob.

Anson: ‘Ms. Sharon, you’re getting wet.’
Sharon: ‘Yeah. So I don’t need any baby oil.’

She moved closer to the bed and they were masturbating each other furiously, with Anson groaning uncontrollably. After a while of not getting her orgasm, her body climbed on top of him and had him hold his dick up.

Anson: ‘Ms. Sharon, are we having sex?’
Sharon: ‘Yes. Does Anson want it? We have to keep it a secret though.’
Anson: ‘I won’t tell anyone.’

Sharon was proud of his quick response and set up her phone by a corner, aimed at their bodies. There was no need to spread her pussy once she felt his tip poke into her, and needed to only lower herself till his short ‘childhood’ was inside.

Almost instantly, Anson was fidgeting harder, accidentally thrusting his cock into the mature vagina of his teacher. Sharon began riding him to curb her fetish and continued without stopping no matter how Anson pleaded.

Anson: ‘Teacher, something is coming out.. I can’t control it.. ‘
Sharon: ‘It’s okay. You can just let it out.’

Half serious half moaning, she wanted to feel his virgin cum so badly. It would be a spectacular sensation to feel a little boy’s cum make a creampie out of her too. Poor Anson was flipping his body left and right, unable to comprehend what was this terrifying end he was being dragged into.

No doubt Sharon could not get an orgasm out of him, it was more important to have his little gun firing off inside her. That would also be the first time she would allow anyone to cum in her. Rocking away, he reached for her breasts as his hips jacked upwards into her unsatisfied pussy, head and eyes rolling like going through a spasm, looking most cute in the eyes of his teacher.

Once he had calmed down a little and composed himself, she leaned backwards for her chair, landing on the bouncy seat with strings of cum hanging between their genitals.

Sharon: ‘Anson, get up quickly. See what you gave me?’

He held onto her hand and sat upright, looking closely at the yellowish cum that emerged at the entrance of her vagina. The innocent boy reached for it and fondled with his cum, smearing it all over, and soon returned to her clit where he remembered it felt good.

Sharon took over his hand and used his tiny fingers to finger herself, getting so close to shoving his whole hand inside. Well, it was small enough, but she settled for a clitoral orgasm not long after. To relieve her own body’s need, she continued rubbing herself next to Anson on the study table, turning him on without touching him.

Two climaxes later, she was done pleasing herself and the little boy had a hard on under his pants.

Anson: ‘Ms. Sharon. I don’t know why but it’s hard again.’
Sharon: ‘Okay. I want you to go wash it with soap and come back. I’ll do something different.’

He reappeared very quickly and she had him lying flat on his bed this time. Lying between his legs, she took his dick into her mouth and suckled on it, getting all those unwanted fidgeting again.

There wasn’t much length to go deep throat on, and she used her tongue to swirl his stick around her mouth till the same arched-back shoved him deep. The second load then creamed into her mouth in a bigger load with a sweet aftertaste that got Sharon to keep sucking for more.

It was like a dream come true when she swallowed them hungrily, in front of the boy who was hoping to see how much he came. Finally, it was time to end the tuition and they got dressed, without so much a hint that they used the bed.

Anson: ‘How does it taste like Teacher?’
Sharon: ‘It’s sweet. And I like it. Must remember to eat your fruits k?’

The clever body nodded happily and ran out to his mum who returned from grocery shopping, feeling much appreciated by the smile on her little boy.

Anson (whispering): ‘Let me taste you next time k Teacher?’
Sharon: ‘SHHH!’

Said the sexy teenage teacher while looking at the kitchen where his mother was sorting the groceries. Sharon left after her student handed her the school fees for the month, with an additional deposit in her pussy and stomach.

Perhaps it is time for her to go on a fruit and vegetable diet for her little boy.