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Maximum Privacy

You: ‘Don’t worry. There is no one here. I’m the only one with the access card.’

Butter: ‘No one else can come in?’

You: ‘Yes. Only one card can be used at any one time.’

The isolated location of the security office for main surveillance was hard to reach, but with programs scanning for crimes, the purpose you were hired was to ensure the functionality of the equipments. You certainly did not have to do anything extra in the dark empty room lit by the light from the screens. The initiative to invite your girlfriend was one of the most risky things you’ve even done. But you too know, that the most important place does not have CCTV watching.

The sight of your girl wearing a short orange dress with leggings that complimented her long legs made it irresistible not to rape her then and there. You went towards the huge wall of blinking lights and knobs to ensure that everything is working accordingly, and went back to the sofa bed. There she was, sitting obediently and confused about your line of work. But those were not your main objective.

You: ‘Want to take off your leggings?’

Butter listened to your rhetorical question and proceed to remove those tight fitting stockings with difficulty, and you just sat there enjoying the striptease-cum-struggle she put up to strip herself down. As soon as her bottoms came off, you pulled her hands to sit beside you and forced your hand under her dress, to discover that she did not wear anything under.

You: ‘Such a naughty girl huh?’

Butter: ‘You said it’s fine not to wear. I don’t want to parade my panty lines too.’

Her pussy started to get wetter as your fingers pressed hard against her clit, moving in a circular motion. The urge to run your nails along the wet, flesh valleys kept her squirming and shivering everytime you stroked along her slit. Instead of you getting impatient for some love, it was her who was getting all excited about this newfound privacy.

Butter: ‘Are you going to just masturbate me?’

You: ‘Of course not. Give me a while.’

You got up to strip yourself naked and laid back comfortably on the sofa, with your legs opened. The little twitching you made with your dick entertained your adventurous girl a little and she giggled as she pulled your thighs wider. Seated beside you, she bent her chest down and took your dick head on. Starting with a peck on the little one, giving it a few strokes to lube it with her saliva, her mouth opened wide and the first area her lips touched was midway of your full length.

You watched her thick hair covered head move up and down, and the hard suck matched the mental image of you fucking her from behind. Handsfree and automated. This girl of yours had been trained by you, to give you the perfect blowjob that matched your preference. She had remembered all of the shallow, short but quick, under-the-hood’ contact that you liked.

It pained your heart a little to see how obedient she was because of your grooming, but her oral skills made it hard to stop her despite her tiredness.

You: ‘Butter, you want to stop?’

Butter: ‘A.. wa.. orh.’

A while more? Yeah. That must be it. As you closed your eyes to enjoy the last few moments of the playful tongue coating saliva over your rod, a pause was normal to you. But another downward stroke came and did not stop at the usual depth. Instead, it went all the way down to your groin and you felt your penis head getting pushed against a bumpy wall. You opened your eyes to see her face planted in your lap, and her shaking head totally drove you insane. She had never done it before, and you had to stop her before she choked.

You: ‘Where did you learn that?’

Butter: ‘You were the one asking me to go deeper the first few times I did it.’

You had no recollection of such a demand, but again, you might have said it unconsciously. Now that she has got you rock hard, it was time for payback. You stood up and extended the sofa to form a makeshift bed, and stood behind her, ready to carry her to it. Before you did just that, the long zip running down her spine was pulled and her clothes fell apart. The nude coloured bra was unhooked and placed with her dress, and she found herself on the bed, naked for your enjoyment.

You got on your knees and stayed between her legs. You lifted her knees wide apart and got into push up position on top of her. One of her hand went down her tummy and held your rod in position, giving you an easier time to gently put it into her. Afterall, it will hurt a little as your manhood stretched her womanhood. As you penetrated her, the pain-pleasure mixed expression in front of you made it clear that the pain was worth it. Wasting no time to relieve the soreness, you began thrusting your hips and her legs went around your waist to pull you in deeper.

Seeing how much she enjoyed the love making, you sat back and held both her ankles to your shoulders. Pushing against her straightened legs, you raised her butt off the bed and achieved maximum depth when she opened her eyes wide as you pounded her, mouth made voiceless from the furious attack.

After a while of the crazy rampage, you got a little exhausted too, and her pussy was getting sore from the high speed. You let her down and turned her to the side, while she took over from there and got into doggie. Her butt stuck itself out for you and with the lights, you could make out the smoothly shaven pussy that she had waxed for you. Between the delicate folds of flesh, was a slit that had juices making a long strand of liquid dangling from it.

Knowing there was no time to waste in case your dick started cooling down, you lifted her butt up from under and inched your dick towards it. Placing the tip at her opening, you violently pulled her backwards while you rammed forward, sending her into a long scream of unknown emotions.

Immediately after you impaled her, the monster in you appeared to keep going and make her moan non-stop. To be more exact, you want to see her fall to your fast paced thrusts, and get her addicted for more. From time to time, her butt would start lowering and you would raise it by lifting her thighs. Her helpless hands could not find anything to hang onto, and her moans had turned into groans. Although her mind was in a state if blank, her pussy was in fact getting wetter, and you simply went faster.

Five minutes, ten minutes past with her convulsing non-stop from the intense orgasms you gave her. Nonetheless, her contracting pussy was psuhing you to your limits as well, and the perfect ending was long planned for in your mind. As the pressure built up in your balls, your body went faster beyond your control.

Butter was already partially lifeless, moaning only to relieve a bit of the pain between her legs. Less than ten seconds later, you rammed yourself so hard at her that your pelvic bones hurt, but the pain went away as soon as your chamber cleared the multiple rounds of hot semen. Plunged deep into your own girl, her pussy convulsed uncontrollable to contain the huge load you delivered. The satisfied and loving expression remained in your mind even at the last few waves.

Butter: ‘Honey, don’t pull it out yet.’

She gave a hard squeeze of her legs and you went on to exit slowly, draining the last drop into her. She laid breathless on the bed although you did most of the work, but it was all worth it. You had found a way to make yourself so tired to sleep through the long hours of boredom.

Feeling well pleasured, you sat beside the drowsy girl and watched as she drifted to sleep. Just as eyelids shut themselves, you walked up to her and lowered her jaw, sticking your softened meat into her mouth. Instinctively, she took it in and suckle on it. You didn’t mean to go for another round, just to clean yourself up without leaving the room. You lightly pried her mouth opened again and lifted your hips away, letting her fall into slumber in the cold room.

You: ‘That’s my good girl.’

There was nothing more priceless than having a loving girlfriend, with a higher sex drive than normal, sleeping naked to you, giving you permission to roam her anywhere you want. Even waking her up for more sex will be alright with her.

A dream come true.

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Outlianish

After completing this entry, I found it only right to inform you guys that the introduction might be a little long winded compared to the ‘action’. Please pardon my enthusiasm and lack of skills to shorten it any further. I think it will be more complete to paint a background and describe the scenes leading to the best part. Hope you will enjoy it as much as I write it.

Rebecca would appear to you as how a misguided teenager would, often appearing in a body hugging spaghetti or tank top, small FBTs or short denim shorts. In a way, her clothes matched the ‘ah lians’ (Singapore term for gangster-like behaviour in females) of a previous generation, but still maintained the same level of ‘danger’ (heck care and easily agitated mood). However, one thing that made her stand out was her character, preferring to hang out and shop alone, without the usual gang that most of us assumed she had.

Frequently, the males of similar background, asking for her number or a date, and she would brush it off with style, saying that she doesn’t make friends that way. Somewhere inside in her heart, the tendency to behave still kept her proper. Apart from her hermit way of life, there was something about her that no one knew, and that was a obsession, or rather, a fetish for our National Service guys.

One of her fondest memory came from an encounter that she never mentioned to anyone, and it was after many emails with her that she felt comfortable to reveal it for the first time on J’s blog. And so, here is her story that she hoped everyone would like.

It was a bright and sunny Wednesday morning, where few people would hang out around the shopping areas in town. Rebecca actually liked the quietness and uncrowded malls more than the weekend bustle where everyone would be in their best outfits, going on dates or meals. That day, she had decided to head for Bugis to get some lingerie to replenish her worn out undies, and the weather could not be any better. Wearing a white U-neck sleeveless long tee and a pair of slightly torn light blue denim skirt, it was the perfect attire to keep her legs cool and arms free.

Getting into the direct bus towards the South, she sat in the front where the seats faced the back of the long bus. As per normal, her phone kept her entertained until a tanned guy boarded, and took a seat on the other column, facing the driver. Rebecca could not stop stealing glances at him after she noticed the black sling bag he carried, with an army logo on it. Sure, it was kind of distasteful to be carrying the standard issue sling bag out for normal use, but the current generation should know how useful it was, with its spacious interior and compartments.

It was obvious to her that he was still in the army, probably at the BMT stage with the number 1 hairstyle. Two more stops into the joyful ride, the change in road lanes directed the sun into her eyes and the only logical move was to change her seat. So, she went to where the NSF sat and took the empty space adjacent (in front of him, but on the left) to his position. Their meeting eyes made her a little embarrassed, and the subtle smile on his face totally melted her heart.

Somehow, she felt the urge to make conversation with him, and get his attention to calm her senses down. After a minute of thought, she finally had a plan, and it was probably the most daring thing she did in her life then. Placing her bag on the side, she rest her bare feet on the edge of the seat in front of her, exposing her tiny floral designed, white panties to him.

A few quick glances into her skirt quickly made his face blush and he did not spend more time looking at her, turning away so he wouldn’t offend. Seeing the cute expression of the guy made her more confident and she removed the one earpiece she plugged into her ear.

Rebecca: ‘Going to Bugis too?’

Guy: ‘Yeah. Going to buy some clothes. You too?’

Rebecca: ‘Yupp. Shopping alone?’

Guy: ‘My friends prefer to sleep. So I had to go alone.’

Rebecca: ‘Haha. Me too. Want to shop together? I don’t mind some company.’

Guy: ‘Sure. If you don’t mind. Oh.. and.. your panties.. ‘

She realised how ‘decent’ he was and placed her feet down, delighted at the flash date she set up. The bus reached their stop after thirty minutes and they went into the air conditioned mall, where they spent the next hour trying on clothes and commenting on each others’ choices. Rebecca found out that his girlfriend broke up with him after he enlisted, while she herself had been single for a long time.

Slowly, she took the chance to hold his hand and the firm grip he gave needed no more description. They were going on a one-day date that none of them had expected. After a quick meal at Bugis+, they found themselves sitting on the topmost floor, where the open garden was too hot to hang out at. So, the cooling space at that level became the ideal spot to sit and continue chatting.

Rebecca: ‘I need to use the toilet.’

Dexter: ‘Alright. I’ll just be here.’

Rebecca: ‘Wait outside the toilet for me? Then we go back to Bugis to see if there’s any shows to watch.’

He got up and followed her to the narrow opening, where she suddenly pulled him into the ladies where she had been keeping watch to see if anyone entered. The empty cubicles instantly turned her on a little and he just tagged along into the last door. In the privacy and silence, nothing held them back and he grabbed her by the waist to lean against his chest. Their lips met and a dazzling dance appeared on their tongues, flicking and swiping against each other.

Without waiting, Rebecca began unbuttoning his shirt and those firm muscles just made her weaker to his progress. After his top was out of the way, he lifted her loose white top off and revealed those black bra with lace designs on the cups. All that was left was her skirt, that flowed seamlessly down from her waist. While their lips were still busy, his fingers undid the buttons on her skirt and it fell to her feet. His pants were harder to remove, but wasn’t much of a hassle once he offered some help.

Both of them got to their undies in no time and Dexter was in a hurry to move on. He turned themselves around and took a seat on the toilet, before unclipping the hooks of her bra. Before she could take it off for him, his mouth had taken her nipples in full and sucked on them like a hungry baby. Her mind was immediately distracted by the flush of pleasure and the bra took a longer time to come off. Once her chest was bared, his free hand went to fondle the other breast and it added to her craziness. Every once in a while, she would opened her eyes to peek at the energetic young man feeding on her boobs, flicking and nibbling on her nipples until they got sore.

Rebecca (whispering): ‘Dex, they are sore!’

He stopped teasing her and at the same time, the main door opened and a couple of ladies entered, chattering loudly while talking about the pervert at their workplace. And while Rebecca was waiting for them to leave, Dexter’s hands were moving up her legs, and pulling her panties off slowly. Still distracted, she let him remove them under her legs and stood frozen. Sensing her adrenaline working, he made a little space for her feet to stand on and one of her legs was raised at 90 degrees.

The footsteps headed towards the door and he got off the toilet, squatting under her body where her wet pussy was ready for him. Opening his jaws wide, he cupped his mouth over her privates and attacked with his tongue, moving erratically everywhere. From her clit, along her slit, and poking at just the entrance of her pussy. Amid the orgasmic foreplay, Rebecca could see his dick pushing painfully against his underwear, and she knew it was her turn next.

After some time, he got tired and stood back up, only to be pulled to the toilet again to sit. She fell on her knees onto his trousers. Kneeling between his legs, his underwear was yanked lower to let his little brother breath and it did not remain in the open for too long either. Her small mouth went over the tip and tickled it until he was trembling helplessly. Once his sensitivity was heightened, her lips stroked along his shaft, going all the way to three quarter of his full length.

Shoving her face smoothly in a moderate pace, Dexter was thrown into another world where few men had gone. Her salivating mouth made the trips up and down so slippery, yet warm and calming. Those lips that lightly caressed the nerves filled underside drove him into ecstasy, overwhelming his senses like never before. Less than two minutes into the momentum of her blowjob, he could not take the stimulation anymore.

He stopped her and helped her up, tugging away his underwear at the same time. It was time for the climax of the show. But there was one issue.

Dexter (whispering): ‘I don’t have a condom.’

Rebecca (whispering): ‘Huh. Then how?’

There was clearly nothing he could do, except to pause and buy it. Unless.. she was okay with doing it without. Rebecca was thinking about going raw instead of getting a condom, and by the time he decided to buy, she had made up her mind.

Rebecca (whispering): ‘Let’s do it without. But be careful k?’

Dexter was all smiles when he heard it. He got up and let her take the seat, lying her backwards onto the tiled walls of the toilet. Missionary was a little tough to get into without exposing his feet under the cubicles, and so they spent more time thinking of other poses. Finally, she suggested standing doggie and he was open for it.

Getting on her knees over the toilet cover, he stood behind her with his feet opened, beside her calves. As gentle as he could, the head went in and Rebecca bit on her arm to contain the moans. Slowly, his rod entered her unused pussy of a long time and it completely filled her up. The size of it was pressing so closely against the interior, and she could even make out his heartbeat from the dick. His hips wasted no time and began pumping at her, piercing deep into her womb and pulling out all the way to her entrance. These long strokes truly drove her insane and there was nothing more she needed now.

Her pussy remained moist without any wastage of juices, and his vigorous thrusts totally immersed her in a trance. The first orgasm that came almost caused her knees to slip, but he had held her in place and kept going despite her pleas to take a break. His non-stop pounding turned her single climax into a chain of orgasms, flooding her mind with pleasure as long as he kept going.

Dexter’s body was lead by the tightness of her pussy, squeezing him harder as each orgasm passed. He knew it would be hard to delay without spoiling her mood. And it was only five minutes into the sex.

Dexter (whispering): ‘I can’t take it anymore. Shall I pull out?’

Rebecca (whispering): ‘Yeah. Take it out. Take it out.’

He exited and helped her off the toilet, taking his seat on it as she wanted him to. She took a minute to wipe away the dripping juices and asked him not to touch his dick, possibly wanting to help him finish off. As soon as his dick started going down, she used her panties to wrap around his rod and stroked it a few times back to life.

After which, she climbed on top of the toilet with her feet beside his hips, and lowered herself carefully. His slouching body allowed her to find a firm place to sit, and he pointed his dick upwards to her pussy. With two of her fingers spreading her pussy lips open, it was easy to sit over the rod and she needed less than a few seconds to get it fully embedded.

The bounce started once she stablised herself, and it went on with soft moans into his ears. It wasn’t those hard slapping action on his lap, but a forward-backward grind that teased the sensitive areas of his shaft. She was in her own world too as the angle kept poking against her g-spot, unfounded until Dexter came along. It was a whole new sensation when her orgasms came, throwing her off balance if not without him holding her down.

This particular position and motion sent him into an alarm mode since it was especially sensitive. He could not hold his load in any longer.

Dexter (whispering loudly): ‘Becca! I can’t hold it in anymore. Get off me now.’

She suddenly woke up from her trance-like state and hopped off him, going between his legs and taking his reddened stick into her mouth. This time, she made sure to push her head all the way down, reaching his manhood to her throat. Although there was some gagging, the determined girl kept going until his hand hit on the sides of the toilet, grabbing it tightly as his semen streamed out of his pee hole into her mouth.

Rebecca quickly lifted her head to only hold the rod halfway deep, and created a suction. Thereafter, a shallow blowjob was executed to extract all of his flavours out. To think a fit, young NSF going weak from an ejaculation, she felt a sense of achievement as he begged her to stop. Still not giving up, she slammed her face into his groin after she swallowed his sperms, and went on despite his shivering lower body.

Her tongue pushed hard against the bottom of his rod and the slightly shrunk size made her confident of getting him to shoot another time. At that position, it was hard to maintain eye contact with his expression, but it was not needed. All she wanted was to make him cum another time with her mouth.

It only took her five minutes of face fuck to get another climax from him, and the second load was as huge as the first. The only difference was the grip of her head, forcing her down as his dick rammed into her throat. She had skipped the tasting this time, since it all went down into her stomach direct.

Dexter realised his forceful actions and let go of her once he was done, apologising profusely to a smiling girl with tears in her eyes.

Rebecca (whispering): ‘It’s okay. As long as you like it.’

She sat on his lap sideways to clear her throat and got dressed after a while. They had spent another ten minutes in the cubicle putting on their clothes, and making out for a bit more. It was an unspoken connection they felt towards each other and whatever happened today that made them felt loved, even if it was temporary.

In the theatre, his fingers kept themselves busy under her skirt, while her hand was warmed by stroking his dick to yet another cummage. That day, Rebecca couldn’t be more pleased with what she went through, and the plan to masturbate all night long to whatever happened had long been clouding her mind.

After their day ended, they made their separate way home, making it a point to keep this special day a secret. Although he had left her his number in case some of his ‘marines’ (read: sperms) did make her pregnant, there was no formal contacts exchanged, and no physical memory (like photos). It was truly an experience that Rebecca deserved to keep secret.

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Moving Beds

It was most unbelievable when a delivery company received an order to transport a queen sized bed with a budget of $300. Although the order came asking for an air conditioned truck, it was still a huge sum for just one item. At the bedding shop, a couple in their twenties were waiting beside a cling wrapped mattress, and the three workers quickly loaded the goods into the spacious truck. The couple who paid for the delivery, Ben and Amy, hopped into the same compartment and they made their way to their new home.

In the lit enclosed trunk, Ben was quick to pull his 26 year old wife onto the bed, and pinned her flat on top. The whole journey would take at least 2 hours, since the vehicle had to take a longer route due to its size. Amy’s shirt chiffon dress was raised to her waist and Ben’s hands lowered her black coloured panties down to her feet, before she kicked it away. The lusty heat were crackling as they removed their bottoms, with Amy grabbing his dick even before he laid back down the bed.

Once he was comfortably at rest, she opened his legs and found her spot between, sinking his dick into her mouth after some saliva lubricated his rod. She worked hard at getting him up, and executed her deadly blowjob which he fell weak to. The teasing of her tongue swirling around his shaft soothed his senses and perked him up at the same time. On top of that, the sloppy up down thrusts made the entry wet and messy – the way he loved it. Amy had gotten used to his requests for extended oral sex, and so she did not stop until she started the spat of deep throat mouth fuck.

A few pumps down his rod was all Ben could take before he stopped her, since there was more than just her mouth he needed. Still lying on his back, he helped her over his abs and jabbed his hips upwards, driving that long tool deep into her pussy. The usual wetness greeted him by letting him in all the way, resulting in an embarrassing yelp from Amy. She leaned herself forward and pushed onto his chest, hips kick starting into a grinding motion, exactly like how a girl on a raging bull would act.

Their hips slammed hard at each other, resonating the slaps, grunts and moans in the echoey space. The truck’s bumpy journey did them a favour as Ben’s private part pierced deep into his wife with every hump. As soon as they stopped at the next traffic light, Ben took the chance to roll Amy over on the brand new bed and got into missionary. Holding her wrists against the soft mattress, he worked his core muscles to guide his hips in a scooping motion, digging into her sensitive slit.

It was almost too much for Amy to handle, especially the part where the huge bumps of the truck made him rammed extra deep. The stretch of her pussy was almost reaching maximum depth, but he showed no signs of tiredness behind the dripping forehead. Slowly, as her consciousness leaked away, her body went into its backup power supply, by contracting her vagina around the thrusting rod. With all her intimate parts getting fondled by the long piece of meat, Amy jolted awake and bit her lips together as Ben moved even quicker.

Amy: ‘Fuck baby! I can’t take it anymore. Just cum already!’

Her pussy was red, and the slight sore came helplessly despite the generous amount of wetness her body was delivering.

Ben: ‘Don’t worry. I’m cumming soon.’
Amy: ‘Change to doggie?’

Yes, that was her favourite position where his dick would reach that special place. And she couldn’t wait for it. The moment he pulled out, Amy flipped herself around and kept her knees together. The next she felt was his hands, just below her waist, pulling her down. Instead of him shoving his manhood in, her pussy was forced down over the girth and the splitting of her labia felt like the first time he took her in doggie. Her body squirmed slightly as he forced his dick in, until he could not see any length uncovered.

Gradually, Ben increased his speed, piercing deep into his young wife, making her moan so loudly. The mood changed when she realised the slow action actually felt better, in a way leading to a much more intense orgasm. Led by his strong grip, there was no control over herself. Those folds at her pussy leading all the way to her womb was convulsing on its own.

Ben too, could clearly feel his dick getting its life squeezed dry. But in his mind, he knew he could not rush any of this. The strong willpower maintained control over his pace and overcame his urge to just end it all. After ten minutes of the mind fuck, his weakened wife moaning breathlessly was ready for the final lap. Pausing for a few seconds, he picked up speed and thrust all the way into her, stroking all her buttons until she went crazy digging her nails into the new bed.

That was the least of his concern though, his body was going into adrenaline mode too, driving his speed even higher. Alas, the gates of death appeared before them, and his barrel churned out the piping hot cum into his dear wife. Amy was in fact motionless, kneeling with her hands straightened on the mattress. A small shiver was running through her body, getting as gentle as it could be. It seemed like something was missing, and Ben knew what it was.

Before his dick finished shooting, he lightly placed his hands on her shoulders, and pulled her hard backwards. The sudden stimulation of her g-spot sent her mind blank and as Ben was pushed out of her body, the outward stroke gave her clit another brush. The shivers got more intense, building up to a violent convulsion that sprawled her on the bed. She took up the spooning position but it wasn’t sex she needed. There was nothing Ben could do except to admire his beautiful deserving that out-of-the-world orgasm he gave.

While Amy’s body was still jerking on the bed, he dressed up slowly and prepared her underwear so she could slip into them easier. Ten minutes later, he heard her voice to help lay her flat on the bed, rejecting the panties so she could air between her legs. Without a bag or empty pockets, he threw them into an empty corner.

About thirty minutes later, the truck finally came to a halt in absolute silence. The movers could feel the heat and see the glittering sweat on Ben and Amy’s skin, leading themselves on to imagine what happened behind. The bed was shifted into their two storey bungalow and the couple paid the supervisor for their hard work.

Apart from the new bed, the newly wed couple was also looking forward to their makeover to a spacious storeroom, into a sex lair where sex toys and furniture decorated their secret dungeon.

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Misty-cal Valentine

A little (late) Valentine’s Day gift for all! – Misty

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High Score

As the school bell rang after the last lesson of the day, Ricky went up to his biology teacher, Mrs. Koh, with an envelope. She had a stack of worksheets in her hands and the letter was dropped on top of it, while he asked her to look at it when she was free. Mrs. Koh did not think much of the gesture and made her way towards the staff room after giving him a smile, guessing that it was a personal note to thank her or perhaps to ask her some personal questions.

For two years, the 28-year-old teacher took Ricky’s class for biology, and was an ideal person for anyone to confide in. She basically acted as a counsellor to any students, highly respected for her dedication to getting good grades. On the other hand, Ricky was a quiet boy who did average for most of his subjects, particularly excelling in art and non-memory subjects. He had been one of the problem-free student she never had to worry about.

Back in the staff room, she freed her hands and tided her desk a little before getting into the chair, prepared to go through one of the most difficult paper she ever created for them. On top of the stack was the envelope, so she had to take a look at it first. Gliding the penknife across the flap, a word filled piece of paper showed itself. Holding it in her hand, she felt a harder piece of paper, similar to a photograph. Skipping the wordy sheet, the photo was pulled out behind it and she tucked it back instantly, shocked at what she just saw.

The quick glimpse was enough to scare her wits out, for it was a nude picture of herself, taken with her ex-boyfriend whose face wasn’t shown. The details regarding when and where the photo was shot resurfaced in her mind, and everything in her life suddenly became irrelevant.

Mrs. Koh is also known as Desiree.

Colleague: ‘Desiree, joining us for lunch?’
Desiree: ‘I have something on later. Won’t be joining you guys. So sorry.’
Colleague: ‘Alright then. See you tomorrow.’

The piece of paper with the words turned important and she frantically unfolded it. Upon reading just the top part, she understood what was happening. Ricky had stumbled upon her intimate photos on a picture sharing site, much like sggirls.com, and had reported all of the photos with her face a minute into the publication. All of her photos were removed within 15 minutes, but not before he made a download of everything related to her. Now, here came the time to ‘repay’ him for his quick-witted actions, or risk undoing what he did for her.

Mrs. Koh’s Christian name, Desiree, was shown clearly in the photo, tattooed across her heart. It could not be a worse mistake she made she was younger. Very quickly, she sent a text to the number written on the note, belonging to Ricky. And a few messages later, a ‘date’ was set up to start with the repayment for his act.

Worriedly, she walked towards the void deck a few minutes drive away, to see Ricky sitting at the table with books and foolscap laid on it. He waved at her and began packing his bag, ready to head for another place that was more private. It was only 2pm when they met, and there was no place she could imagine that was free of people. Even flats had people constantly walking about, doing daily chores and grocery shopping.

The walk to another block was in silence, until they reached the top most level of the flat, where a single unit was on the floor. The door was locked in chains and Ricky knew that particular unit was unoccupied, because it belonged to his family but remained unoccupied. Desiree did not know about that, and did not ask either.

Ricky: ‘Mrs. Koh, shall we start?’
Desiree: ‘Start with what? And don’t call be by that name.’
Ricky: ‘Okay then. Desiree, stand against this wall.’

With a height of 1.7m, he was slightly taller than his teacher and it made things a whole lot easier when he pulled himself close to her by her waist, brushing her hair aside and started making out with her. Desiree had no choice but to let him take advantage as he had indeed saved her. Things could be worse if more people had her photos and asked for the same thing. Instead, serving one would be better than more.

She kept her eyes tightly shut as she felt his hands moving up her skirt, tucking it underneath as he made his way to her panties. The smooth area of her panties between her crouch was made possible thanks to her ex-boyfriend, who paid for the IPL hair removal, making the hairless state permanent. Ricky couldn’t be more excited to feel up his teacher’s pussy, displaying such beauty to his touch. Her navy blue blouse was untucked from her skirt and unbuttoned, giving a feast to the seemingly innocent boy’s hand. The white lace layered strapless bra was tugged to her waist and her nipples were attacked by his mouth, hungrily licking and sucking on the sensitive tips.

Her body could not resist the energetic young man’s advances, making her moan softly with a totally different voice from her classes. For once, Ricky seen her soft side and his erection grew in response to the gentle shiver of her body. While her breasts received all his attention, his hands had pulled her pink cotton panties with sheer hemlines down to her knees, where it fell to her ankles and got kicked away.

Seeing how prepared she was, her bra was unclasped and flung to a side too, giving him full access to her body.

Ricky: ‘Desiree, how did you maintain your sexy body? I can’t get enough of it.’
Desiree: ‘I do it daily with my husband.’
Ricky: ‘Meaning that you will be even slimmer since you will be doing it often with me too?’
Desiree: ‘I don’t know.. ‘

Her innocent look turned Ricky on to the max and he took a step back to undo his long pants, whipping his dick out after his underwear reached his trousers at his feet. He brought her silky smooth hand to his hard on and she stroked it lightly, unsure of how sensitive he was or how he liked it to be done. His fingers returned to her pussy and he only used a little effort to slide his middle finger between her pussy lips, moving on to rub her swollen clit at high-speed.

Needless to say, Desiree was moaning louder and her breathing got faster. She had been fighting hard not to crumble to her knees. The urge to devour that piece of youthful rod was too strong even for her strong character. His fingers slowly dived lower between her legs and the first inch entered her body, driving her insane with temptation.

Giving in to his demands, she finally rested her chin on his shoulders, whispering into his ears and asking if he wanted a blowjob. There was no way he could say no, especially to this sweet looking body with a glimmering light pink lipstick on. A kiss to her ears was the answer.

They changed position to let him lean against the wall, and his trousers was removed completely. She squatted with her legs opened between his, and she brought the dick lower so she could admire it. Keeping her eyes on his expression, her mouth went to work, starting with a kiss on his tip. Keeping her lips pressed, she pulled his waist closer to her and the long piece of meat disappeared into her mouth. It did not stop until her mouth was near to his groin, and her head started moving up and down his shaft.

The well-trained tongue tracked along the veins on his penis, lubricating it while her head thrust at it mercilessly. Looking closely at her diligent student, he was high in the heavens with his eyes rolling behind his closed lids, and the roaming hands on her head showed her how much he wanted to fuck her mouth, but he controlled himself not to. Giving the young boy a satisfying blowjob was all she wanted, and he gladly received it without taking advantage – or rather, further advantage.

After five minutes of non-stop sucking, Ricky sobered up as his cock almost unloaded. She guessed that he knew and paused at the base, giving him a tight suck as train exited the tunnel. She stood up and his fingers returning to her pussy detected a trail of juices flowing down her legs. His teacher obviously needed more.

Ricky: ‘Desiree, can you stand at the railings?’

She went over and kept still, while he pulled at her waist to make her take two steps away from the railing. His feet nudged at her heels and she parted her legs shoulder width apart, bending her body to place her chest over the handrail. Never before she had so much privacy while in public, and it was getting so thrilling for her that she wanted him inside.

A few seconds later, her pussy got what she wished for and the tip entered her opening. With her eyes closed, she could feel his penis prying her tight hole apart and stroking along her vagina walls as it sunk deeper. In no time, he was fully parked in her slot and he was grunting without movements.

Desiree: ‘Is something wrong?’
Ricky: ‘It’s my first time.’
Desiree: ‘Really! Take your time then. I’m yours for now.’

It was amazing to feel his size inside her, it was almost the same thickness as her husband, but only longer. That extra length made all the difference and she wanted him to fuck her slowly, so the fun would last longer. Finally, after a minute of wait, she felt his hands on her thin waist and the hot rod began pumping.

Slurping in and out of her pussy, she could not help the erratic contractions of her body. Doing the same ‘squeeze’ felt extra good, but her mind was finding it harder to maintain the same pressure as he picked up his speed. Shoving his dick faster at her, his grip got tighter and her mind was drifting into a trance. He was moving at his fastest when she suddenly lost control of her orgasms and peed through the metal rails into the flight of stairs in front of her.

Seeing how crazy she got, Ricky fucked her with all his might, determined to get her addicted. Her pussy was wrapped so closely to his shaft, but her juices made things more slippery for him. Of course, for a first timer, he knew he might not last long. Less than five minutes into the intercourse, he felt the urge coming and went berserk after he realised no amount of relaxation or ‘Zen’ could delay his ejaculation.

Ricky: ‘Desiree, I think I am going to cum.’
Desiree: ‘Shoot inside me.’
Ricky: ‘But you will get pregnant.’
Desiree: ‘Don’t worry. I won’t.’

Since she had said so, he held nothing back as he grabbed her shoulders, driving his dick even deeper. The long strokes he did made her climax another time before the sudden pause in his hips. Desiree could feel her next orgasm coming and stood a little straighter, hands going onto his waist and holding it still. She started grinding her butt on his thighs where his dick was in a standstill mode, unsure whether to cum or not. Making that grinding action slowly built up her climax again and her vagina contracted desperately around his shaft, ready for the last lap.

As he needed a little more help to shoot, he began ramming his dick into her again and felt his muscles tightened, body going into overdrive. The warm cum fired into her pussy and the first shot hit her G-spot, sending her into a tremble while his rod continued unloading into her. The milking motion of her vagina kept squeezing him for more while she grabbed onto the handrail tighter, keeping her body stable while her body tried to overtake the pleasurable twin climax.

They stood in that position for at least two minutes, until she recovered and his balls were emptied. Very slowly, she stood back up and he pulled his dick out of her. Ricky went back to his bag against the wall and she followed, only to turn him around before he bent down for his belongings. Her knees touched the ground and her mouth went over his rod, giving him a few long suck before licking the skin around his shaft, cleaning him up. She had a taste of his cum and it was as familiar as her husband’s, sweet with a little bitterness.

Ricky: ‘You like it?’
Desiree: ‘Don’t want you to waste tissue.’

She went to her side and wore her bra back, adjusting her clothes before holding up her wet panties to him. She pulled opened his pockets and tucked it in, before turning away shyly to touch up her hair.

Ricky: ‘Thanks Mrs. Koh.’
Desiree: ‘Remember to call me by the right name in school. I can trust you right?’
Ricky: ‘Of course, I didn’t do all these to harm you.’

After the big clean up, she dropped him off at a nearby bus stop before returning home to her husband. The sex at night between the married couple had a little change, with more energy and a different sexual appreciation for her own body. Through the session, the physical impression of Ricky’s dick in her pussy made everything wilder, and her husband was more than happy to be on the receiving end.