Shelia had a very good friend in school, Xuan. They were as close as sisters, and shared almost anything that can be shared, including Mr. Lee. Unknown to Shelia, it was the love between that made Xuan signed up for his ‘private’ classes. Nonetheless, Mr. Lee did not exploit their friendship and made the learning process enjoyable. Back to Mr. Lee, although he was just a teacher whom had three pets under him, it wasn’t the first or the last to have such dealings too. He was merely part of something bigger.
Mr. Lee was one of the members of the ‘Wise Men’. There is no leader among the five, never a physical meeting, and not even faces to their call signs. The information they trade were closely related to the ‘outstanding’ girls which ironically meant their weak or vulnerable minds, and ‘potential’ guys, which genuinely meant that they needed a little reward or encouragement to do that bit better.
Mr. Lee: ‘Wen Jie, see me after school.’
It was probably time.. Wen Jie thought, his scores were falling, due to his family’s financial difficulties. He had to take a few night shifts at the fast food restaurant to earn that bit more income and now that the crisis is over, his body had trouble adjusting back to the ‘stay awake in the day’ time zone.
In the class with him was Xuan, always staying back to do work and consult Mr. Lee on various topics even though he wasn’t the subjects’ teacher-in-charge, he too would help her as much as she could. Explaining how she maintained her average results. Mr. Lee appeared a while later and approached WJ, sitting in front of him while flipping a file of worksheets.
Mr. Lee: ‘This is the least I could do. Spend your waking hours on this, do as much as you can, and show it to me whenever you are free. Alright?’
A smile broke across WJ’s face and tears swelled up in his eyes. Imagine a 16 year old guy sobbing, be it gratitude or shame, it was very rare. Mr. Lee knew him as a strong boy, hardworking, but sadly, not maximizing his intelligence. He wanted to fix another thing on the spot too, one which Xuan can come in handy at. Mr. Lee gestured at Xuan for her to sit behind him and did what he briefed her on, while Mr. Lee gave WJ’s shoulder a pat.
Mr. Lee: ‘We too, must fix your nocturnal habits.’
Wen Jie: ‘Thank you Mr. Lee, I will get more sleep at night.’
He stood up to shake Mr. Lee’s hand and suddenly, he heard the chair screech and a pair of hands going around his waist straight to his pants.
Wen Jie: ‘Xuan?! What are you doing?’
Mr. Lee: ‘Don’t worry Wen Jie, I’ve spoken to Xuan about your sleeping problem and she had agreed to help – in her own way.’
He pushed his hand behind and locked it while turning him to face Xuan. She had already undone his trousers and it was on the floor with his underwear. To shout out no was kind of dishonest with that peeking red flesh under the foreskin. Xuan sat on the chair and used her lips to roll the excess skin backwards, going into contact with the sensitive nerves ending at the little mushroom. With her head bobbing up and down his virgin shaft, it was well-lubricated with saliva and her eyes remained fixated for as long as she could on him, showing him her outmost effort in fixing his problems.
Her throat opened up for his size after a few minutes and she went down deeper on him, showing no resistance to the fact that they were classmates and had mutual respect of a high level. Her hands were gliding up her thighs, and skirt was lifted up to her hips, while slipping one of her hands into her pink lacy panties. It was already wet with a patch, but definitely not enough for her.
With his limit approaching, Xuan could feel the balls tightening and paused for a break. Mr. Lee had been long gone by then, using a table instead to support Wen Jie’s weakening legs. Standing up before him, Xuan pulled her panties off under her skirt and turned around to keep it in his bag. Watching her butt shake left and right in front of him cocked his rifle for the biggest blow and after she was done tucking her gift into his bag, her knees got on the chair and remained in doggie position for him.
Pulling her skirt up for the shy boy, he walked toward her and his compass pointed right at the opening. Slowing pushing his way into her, it was the third time Xuan had something of this nature in her. Here is where Xuan was totally a different league from Shelia. Her body had this specially tight pussy, that was softer than toufu, yet constantly existing in a moist environment. Even when she wasn’t horny, her vagina was wet. Just a little saliva on the outside, and you’re welcomed to play on the inside. There was no other way to describe the feeling, but if you could get two pieces of toufu and fuck between them without mushing it up, you will know what i mean. She’s soft yet unbreakable, constantly pressing tightly onto you, and no matter how hard she squeezes, you will always feel the softness.
The moment Wen Jie entered her fully, he was so sure the gun would blow already. The vacuum had secured him inside, and any movements would immediately trigger his orgasm.
Xuan: ‘Jie, wait inside for a while. You will feel better.’
Feel better? You’re fucking tight Xuan! If only you knew what I meant. It was the longest two minutes for his cock to calm down a little before starting to thrust into Xuan’s tiny body. The urge to just go hyper speed and cum was too intense and WJ couldn’t control himself either. The slippery walls of her pussy were just so tempting. His fingers went forward to play with her small nipples as a distraction while he continued pounding into her on the chair. Though it was some distance from mirror beside the noticeboard, he could see that Xuan was admiring how he was fucking her from behind, dripping sweat onto her skirt, trying his best to control himself not to cum.
As the moaning went on, WJ had gotten a little numb for her and thus increased his pace. While slapping away on her butt, he just had to take out his camera phone and snap a little picture for memory.
Xuan (heaving, puffing): ‘Jie, you can cum anytime you know? Mr. Lee had asked me to help you for as long as you need to fix your sleeping issues.’
Hearing that piece of good news, he tugged hard at her waist for the last few slams on her butt and squeezed the load out of his pipe, pumping the fuel into his new car, topping it up to the brim. Xuan couldn’t move for a while as her pussy was overflowing and she had to hold it in case it dirtied the floor.
Flicking his penis head up and down on her slit, Xuan loved the last bit of teasing as he took the initiative to wipe her ‘lips’ clean and even help her with the skirt too. As for Wen Jie, he received an oral clean up before she put on his pants for him, like how a maid treat her master.
Xuan: ‘Sleep tight tonight. If you are still tired tomorrow for class, we will have to do it at least twice each time. ;)’
