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Early Bloomer

A confession by a guy, who matured earlier than everyone else his age (then).

When I was in secondary three, I became the president of a CCA, which required me to put in a lot more hours than an average student. Besides going for meetings with other presidents, I worked closely with my committee members and the teacher-in-charge, who was also my English teacher. So you can imagine when I have to face her everyday, for both English lessons and CCA. It was most ironic to say that the CCA which was supposed to take my stress away, become a contributing factor with so much administrative work.

On a Tuesday after a practice ended, I stayed back to compile the details for a camp organised for the new members. I am still proud to say that that kind of motivation would never come to me if not for the responsibilities my position gave me.

My teacher-in-charge, let’s call her Rach for now, joined me at the bench to mark her own work, while I busied with my own. During that unexpected bonding session, did I learn that she graduated from NIE just two years ago, and the CCA I was in, was her first task outside teaching. Our conversations gradually moved on to my personal life, which was no surprise when I told her I haven’t had a girlfriend before. Well, what did she expect from a 15 year old?

As the skies darkened at 6pm, the corner we were in was especially dark, and that was where she took her cardigan off in front of me. Back then, I only knew that her breasts were big, but not sure of their size. While I was stealing glances at that distracting pair of ‘eyes’, her feet suddenly went over my cock between my legs. The natural reaction, or erection, only got her more daring as she used her toes to rub on it, until I was so certain I will NOT stand up in front of her.

A few moments later, she asked if I was done and we packed our stuff up. I had no idea why she looked extra sexy that day, but now I know that it was because of what she just did to me. I can only use the word ‘horny’ to describe myself when I followed her to a toilet at the far end of the school, and took my pants off at her command.

Since there was no one else in school, we used the open area of the females’ toilet. I could still clearly remember that she was sitting on the sink when I whipped my cock out for her. Cluelessly obeying her, I touched myself in front of her for a while before she asked me to step closer, and showed me the pleasures of having someone else masturbate me, with her hands.

I took her panties off from under her knee-length skirt for my first up-close contact of a vagina, and listened to her closely as she guided my fingers around where it felt good – to her. That evening, I went down on her for as long until a gush of juices wet the area around my mouth. I just couldn’t get enough of her sexy moans I was growing harder to.

After I saw the flushed, turned on look, I knew I was learning too much in one day. She remained on the sink while she took my cock in her hand, leading me into her pussy for me to slip it in in whichever way or speed I liked.

The sensation was warm, tingling, calming, homely, comforting, or at least those were the words I could find to describe how my first time felt. It was an eye-opener to know that such hardness (of my dick), was supposed to enter a hole so soft and wet. Sex scenes from the porn I watched drifted into my mind as she made a few groans, to let me feel how she could squeeze her own vagina.

In no time, I was fucking my own teacher, who taught me English, who helped me in whichever ways I needed to run a CCA. The way she raised her shirt, her bra to let her boobs bounce free, the sight of her skirt resting at her waist, with our hips knocking fiercely against each other, I was still in disbelief.

She came once more during the sex and I went even faster in hopes to give her another one. Before I knew it, I was losing control of my thrusts and an ominous urge built up in my head. I didn’t want to make any mistakes then and pulled out so I wouldn’t be a father at fifteen.

Rach hopped off the sink immediately and squatted in front of me, sucking my cock as if her life depended on it. She intentionally locked gaze with me throughout the whole ordeal and right when I came, she slid her lips all the way to the base so I could shoot into her throat. I couldn’t believe how good it felt when a throat tried to regurgitate the most sensitive part of a man’s body.

We cleaned up after she got what she wanted and since then, I couldn’t look at her the same way again. The two of us would stay back after each practice for more ‘CCA’, and, that camp I spoke about earlier? We actually managed to find an air-conditioned room all to ourselves, fucking in such adult ways even my parents could never imagine.

Almost ten years have past since I graduated, but we didn’t stop our activities at all. For three years during my poly days, I went back as often as I could to help her, and she would never fail to reward me during each visit. During my NS, she got married and we drifted further apart.

Once every two or three weeks, we would visit the school, that was demolished and rebuilt for a bigger one, with more secret spots to, yes, continue our tryst. Except that now, it is between a fit, young man and a mother of two. ‘MILF’, is the term for her isn’t it?

As wrong as it may be for a teacher to ‘use’ her student like this, I am fully aware that this a common fantasy that teachers fear. It might sound logical for a male student to accept such things happening to him, and outright illegal if a MALE teacher did this to a student of either gender.

Don’t be misled, don’t be ‘inspired’, don’t be hopeful. Things were much more different in the past without CCTVs in schools, and security was as lax as your front door. Study hard and charm with wits.

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Haircut

‘Oi. You want to have dinner together?’

The brown haired ah lian who just got her hair cut and dyed, jumped at me the instant I stepped out of the hair studio. I was sure she had waited at least fifteen minutes for me, with evidence of cigarette butts and an approximation of the time needed to fix my head of unkempt hair.

Since I had no plans that night, I agreed and we went for dinner at the coffeeshop next door, with some beers she ordered so naturally like how I had coffee for every meal.

‘Smoke?’

‘I’m good. I had too much today.’

‘Wa lao. Don’t even give chio bu face.’

The huge difference in our communication method was refreshing for a change, thus, I lit a stick with her while finishing the last bit of beer in our mugs.

(me asking) ‘Do you live around here?’

‘Just upstairs. You?’

‘The block opposite.’

Once our tummies were filled, she got up and walked to the lift, as if she knew that I wouldn’t walk the other way. When we stepped into her house, her mum warmly welcomed me, like I was the best guy her daughter ever brought home.

‘我跟我朋友会在房间。没事不要进来hor.’
Translate: I’m be in the room with my friend. Don’t enter if nothing’s up

‘Orh!’

She quickly dragged me into her ‘princess’ room that was super tidy on the ‘bed side’, and really messy on the ‘wardrobe side’. She even had fairy lights hanging on the wall next to her bed. I couldn’t tell if she was going for the sweet-young-thing look, or the im-yo-bitch look.

‘You want to drink anything?’

‘Nope. I’m good.’

‘K. I go get something first.’

She left me on the bed and fetched a bottle of water, along with two glass cups that clearly wasn’t used daily. Being the guy you guys know, I didn’t want to initiate anything in case that wasn’t her intention. But..

‘Eh. Sit closer to me la. You scared I eat you ah?’

I shyly shifted myself next to her, lying against the wall while she scrolled through her FaceBook updates on her iPad. She could tell I wasn’t the type to get ahead of myself nor take the bait, given how awkward the silence was in her room. I could only imagine what she was trying to come up with to handle a guy like me.

Only when she set her iPad aside and laid on the bed, did things really started moving in the direction she wanted.

‘Lie with me leh.’

I became the little spoon as she hugged close to her tank top, tiny remi shorts clad body. When the fairy lights were finally turned off, the room was thrown into complete darkness.

‘You wear jeans the whole day not hot meh?’

The slang she used throughout the day was slightly comical to say, but I was getting used to it too. Not wanting to deny her advances anymore, I unbuckled my belt and felt her get all excited while taking her own shorts off. In no time, we were just in our undies and my hand went over to her panties that was nothing less than soaked, if I had to describe it.

As I started rubbing her through the panties, she did the same to my bulge, before hearing a little crackle coming from her door.

‘Sigh. What she wants now.’

We saw a condom poke out from the gap under her door and she retrieved it, embarrassed by what her mum suspected would happen. Our foreplay resumed as soon as she was back in the bed, driving up the temperature that was rising with the volume of our moans.

‘Want me to suck?’

‘What? Do you always ask your guys that question?’

‘It’s straightforward what. And guys usually take so long to ask.’

‘Haha! Then no. I don’t want you to suck.’

I positioned my knees between her legs and went down on her without saying anymore, eating her out with the erotic waves of her hips. The pink, raw slit overflowing with lust, quenched my thirst while I listened to her intensifying cries of pleasure.

‘Ahh! Why must other guys hesitate so much when I ask for this?!’

Her clit was the focus of my attack and I did not stop till she came once from the result of my hard work. The girl deserved to be treated less than a lady, especially after how she had accustomed herself to please men before herself. I then grabbed the condom and slipped it on, lying over her body to engage in a hot, sexy tongue fight that we couldn’t break away from.

(her whispering) ‘You’re really a thoughtful you know?’

I arched my hips forward and slid my tool into her, splitting that Red Sea of hers for the experience of my lifetime. The thin rubber between us was almost negligible given how tight she was, still lubricating itself from my unexpected display of affection.

We spent the next few minutes, in violent thrusts that caused her to moan so loudly, that got me worried about how to explain ourselves to her mum. Her fingers running along my back, feet wrapped around my butt, tireless lips kisses, ferociously slurping tongue, I had to admit she felt as good as my ex-girlfriend.

‘I think I’m gonna cum soon.’

‘Just go all the way.’

She hugged me like a teddy bear in her arms and I just let my hips fuck the life out of her, till I blew my load into the condom that was glowing hot in the loving caress of her pussy.

Pulling it out of her reluctant body, we cleaned up with the water she brought and dried ourselves up with one of her worn t-shirt.

‘Can you teach me how to be a lady? You are so different from the guys I have met.’

‘You know, I don’t have to teach you that. You just need to be treated like one all the time and you’ll become one.’

‘Really? Then, can you treat me like one from now on?’

‘I.. I’m not sure about that. I don’t know if I am ready to be in a relationship.’

(her whispering) ‘It comes with lots of benefits.’

The wink she gave after that melted my heart, but it was really my dick who agreed to be hers. After I came another time to the blowjob she insisted I accepted for an ‘opening ceremony’, we went out of the room to introduce ourselves proper, to her mum whom changed into a see-through sleep dress that her daughter knew exactly what she was getting to.

So, from then on, I only went to her place when she’s with me, to avoid creating any conflicts between her mum and her, Rebecca.

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Old Flame Burns

‘How have you been! Long time no see!’

The now-engaged friend had caught me off guard when we bumped into each other in town. Her fiancé was there then but his wife, Jessica, was just so thrilled to see me that he couldn’t contain her excitement at all. In the end, he had to leave after she gave him the puppy-eyes treatment to let her catch up with me, an old friend, over dinner.

I was totally underdressed compared to the maxi dress she wore, especially when she brought me to a restaurant in a hotel for dinner. It wasn’t about how much the meal cost, but no one else wore a t-shirt there, much less a hoodie that I thought would make me more presentable.

We sort of relived our own times when we hung out a lot, having no one else with grades as bad as us, but still managed to pull through school to who we are today.

‘Hey! Since I am getting married soon. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to tell you that I had a crush on you once!’

‘Haha. I guess most best-friends-relationship will meet this kind of fate in the end.’

‘And what fate is that? One sided love?’

‘Not really. I am going to tell you now that I had a crush on you too!’

‘What the fuck right?! So when did you realised you liked me?’

‘When you tried to crush my hand when I pull you up on the jetty?’

‘Hey! That’s my moment too! Argh! Life.’

We finished the dessert and took a walk around the hotel, going up to the highest floor to look out of the window.

(me asking cheekily) ‘Hey hey. So.. do you still like me?’

‘I have never felt anything like that with him. What do you think?’

‘*sigh* Same for my girlfriends after meeting you too.’

She then went away to make a call before we head downstairs, where she collected a key card from the front desk. Of course, I wasn’t that dumb to NOT see where this was going. Grabbing my hand, she dragged me into the lift while nodding conveniently to whatever I say to talk her out of it. In the presence of the hotel staff along the corridor, I didn’t struggle and went into the room with her, where I didn’t take another step away from the door.

‘Hey Jess. I am not going to do this. I’m serious.’

‘Do you know how SnapChat works?’

She let her dress fall to the ground and in her bra, she raised her phone to ‘frame’ us on the screen. That girl had obviously gone bonkers after that confession, which I wrongly assumed was too late for anything to happen. Once I dashed to her phone to keep it away, she pulled me to the bed and stripped her undies off.

‘Let’s make up for lost time tonight.’

‘What! No!’

‘Or should I cancel that wedding with him?’

‘Fuck no!’

I couldn’t believe how dead serious Jessica was when she said that, cause SHE was the one earning his year’s pay in a month, paying for most, if not all, of their wedding expenses. I helplessly let her take my shirt off and undid my jeans myself, hoping to relief some of the guilt I had. The bath I took with her had no shortage of touchy contact as she took her time to convince me that everything would be fine, buying me over with a soapy handjob I couldn’t hold back from enjoying.

As we got more daring in the bathtub, my guilt slowly disappeared to the loving hands stroking my solid hard on. To return her favour, I gave the gorgeous wife (of another man) a treat of my mouth, which ate her out with the passion I thought was gone a long time ago. Having seen her in her swimsuit countless times during our mid-day swim, it was that night I saw what a beauty she was underneath.

Near-perfect, soft and supple skin, covering her whole body, right down to her pussy my fingers (and mouth) had a chance with. The ambient in the bathroom was a subtle one though, compared to the change of mood once we jumped into bed. Lying on top of her, our mouths really took the opportunity to make up for lost time as we moved without leaving each other’s lips.

‘Put it in now.’

‘Without.. ‘

‘Yes. I am on the pill. Something even he doesn’t know.’

I arched my hips inwards and let the warm, soothing vagina shrink around my drill bit, savouring the most sensual part of her I had missed many years back. Moving slowly for a start, my mind quickly took over and I was humping her in a hurry to cum. I could tell that it wasn’t sex that we wanted. The connection had told me, albeit in a different way, that we, had missed each other a whole, fucking lot.

‘I think I’m gonna cum soon!’

‘I’ll come with you too. Keep going.. ahh.. ahh!’

Her pussy tightened beyond my comfort zone and I let my body did the rest of the work, pumping her full of my cum as she milked every bit of it out. My arms gave way to that breathtaking orgasm and I collapsed on top of her, which she then guided me to lie beside her while she..

Went between my legs and laid calmly on my thigh, looking, and stroking my spent cock in an attempt to get it up again. Ten minutes, was what I needed, in her mouth that kept sucking non-stop to drive me out of control. Once my erection returned, she jumped on top of me and slapped my hands on her C cups, while she rocked my brains to a blur.

‘You’re so much harder now!’

Her hips couldn’t stop no matter how I tried to hold her down, grinding and riding me like she was getting her dose of drug. There was absolutely nothing I could do except to groan and scream when she came while on top, giving me the first taste of a naturally-occurring orgasm.

Besides being really tight unlike the earlier climax, she was leaking so much down my waist. When she finally laid on my chest to get her break, my hips too over and rammed upwards till I unloaded a second time inside her. The intensity was nothing less than before but she was almost out cold once my balls were vacuumed dry from her contracting vaginal walls.

In that position, we exchanged kisses till we fell asleep, which I had to admit was one of the best sleep I ever had.

At day break, loud talking from the bathroom woke me up and I dare not interrupt her until she appeared through the door with a wide smile.

‘It’s done! We’re over.’

‘Fuck.’

‘Yes! Fuck.’

Jessica flipped the blanket covering my naked half and went down on my guilt-tripped little penis, till we were fucking like wild rabbits again.

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Surprise Surprise

‘SURPRISE!’

‘Hey. Oh my god. Breakfast?’

Although I was a little grouchy in the morning, the sight of Shermaine and her plastic bag full of food did cheer me up a little. She had bought porridge for my whole family, and the both of us had ours in my room. As usual, she could only finish half of her portion and left the rest to me, while she gave me another surprise..

After she put on some light music on her phone, she did a little dance with her killer hot bod, while stripping down to her birthday suit. It was only then did I realised, that she had applied make up, while clothed in the light yellow floral spag dress we bought together.

Of course, my growing erection didn’t stop me from eating but it wasn’t long before I had to stop – cause she started with her ‘dessert’ while I still eating at the head of the bed.

Unsure of what came over her, she began kissing my deflating morning wood affectionately, leaving a generous amount of saliva everywhere her tongue could reach. I had never experienced such, initiative from her.

‘Mmm~’

The tip of my cock disappeared between her red lips, and a groan just left with some of my soul, which weakened my arm holding that TupperWare container.

‘Finish your porridge first.’

I pulled myself together (as best as I could), and swallowed faster, before an accident happen. Her mouth was bobbing at high speed by the time I left the bowl at the side of my bed, almost overwhelmed by her enthusiastism.

‘Let me make you cum first.’

‘Really? I mean, you want to.. ‘

‘Yes.’

Shermaine used every trick she knew, to take my cock into her throat and kept shoving at that depth, fondling my balls at the same time like no tomorrow. Next, she was shifting her body around as she sucked, till her knees were over my head. Knowing her well, she wasn’t someone who liked to be licked, but that day..

Her moans became louder as I rapidly flicked my tongue on her clit, occasionally giving ‘it’ a hard suck to lure it out. We were basically making out with each other’s genitals in that erotic, hot, 69 sex, going like sex-deprived teens even though we just did it a few days ago.

‘Dear! I’m going to shoot!’

‘Mhmm!’

Her jaws widened and let my hips ram that dick down (or up) her throat without stopping me. Whenever I slowed down to the painful-sounding gags, she would then shove her face at my groin to tease me. The last lap was in her control as I gently pressed her neck down when I was cumming, which she obliged by choking herself at the base of my shaft.

My guilt slowly disappeared to her rising head, with more gagging noises till she was at the tip again, sucking the last bits out hungrily. My tongue had temporarily forgot to keep going, and the little ‘face ride’ let me eat her out for another few minutes.

After that intense oral fun, she just laid on top of me, with that overflowing pussy right before my eyes. Well, which guy could resist NOT laying hands on the juicy, shaved part of his girl right? I was soon running my fingers along her ‘pages of erotica’, which only got her to moan and squirm to my every probe.

She, wasn’t doing nothing either. My dick was receiving her most delicate care that consisted of pecks, little sucks, rubs, strokes from her playful hand. Five minutes, was all we spent to get my erection back again, and she was up and running in no time.

This time, she sat on top with my dick right under her pussy, like a sausage between two plump sides of a bun. The dreamy-faced girl rocked her hips back and forth in that set up, grinding that enlarging meat pipe to its way to a happy ending. My eyes were on her throughout the whole time, admiring, and wondering what was going through her.

Honestly, this particularly outward personality wasn’t expected at all, since I was her first boyfriend.

‘Can you cum like this?’

‘It might take a while.’

‘Hmm.. Let’s try another position.’

She helped me up and we sat upright with our legs overlapping, groins within each other’s reach. One of her hands went around my saliva-coated dick and her other went to her pussy, masturbating both persons she loved more than anything else in the world.

Granted a first-row seat to such a ‘performance’, I couldn’t stop smiling at that shy look she gave whenever she saw me lusting for her. Her handjob was going better than when she was introduced to it, clicking on all my buttons in the right pressure. Up and down she went non-stop, without exhibiting any signs of tiredness at all.

‘I think it’s coming. Don’t stop.’

I bit my lips as she fingered herself at maximum speed, while closely watching my facial responses to the speed she unconsciously got right.

‘Ok ok. Now now.’

‘Wait wait! Shucks!’

She hopped into doggystyle and took my cock in her mouth, just in time to catch the outgoing load that was taking all of my strength away. Her throat gurgled as she swallowed each wave willingly, melting my heart to see her pleasing her man like this.

Finally, I was drained when she cleaned me up with some wet wipes, leaving me with little energy to follow through the plans we had for the day.

‘Don’t wear any underwear k?’

‘Huh?’

We got dressed together after I took a shower, and she skipped her panties to match me. Our first stop, or rather, my first ‘obstacle’, was the bus ride. She took the first chance she had to slip her hand into the beach shorts she picked for me, and played my cock in every way possible to get a groan out of me. The nail that ran from the pee hole, around the sensitive ‘hood’, along the track under my shaft, then forming an O-shape at the base, pulling up to the helmet part, and vibrating quickly under the hood again.

I was barely holding in my voice, apart from the unmistakable quivers that shook my body. When we were about to reach our destination, was I allowed to reach under her dress, to feel the droplets leaking down her ass crack into her dress.

So, for the whole twenty minutes ride, I was kept awake, as well as Shermaine who was so turned on by turning me on. I just couldn’t imagine how exhausted I would be when the day was over.

At our favourite sushi place, we placed our orders impatiently and I stretched one of my feet under the table between her legs. She obediently gave me a feet-clean with the wet tissue, before she covered it under her dress. So while we cleared plates after plates of cheap but to-die-for sushi, she was trying to contain her moans that almost burst out when my toes felt an extra dose of wetness from that blind footrub.

In an hour, the dinner was over along with some chit chats, which we always looked forward to at the end of the dates. By then, my foot was cleaned and dried, everything put back in place just like our bloated bellies.

‘So, do you like this girlfriend today?’

‘Uh huh!’

‘Haha. Silly monkey. Sorry for not being the cute and innocent girl you fell in love with. As I feel more and more for you, I’m afraid I will turn into someone else. So.. this is the someone else.’

‘And so you know, I don’t love you for your cuteness or innocence. I have loved you for who you will become with me.’

She gave me the sweetest smile for that day and we Uber-ed home, with a mutual ‘get off’ in the back of the car, WHICH I think the driver was aware of but didn’t stop us for the 5-stars feedback. That night, we stayed over at her place after ‘bribing’ her family with some beancurd.

‘Let’s stay as quiet as possible k?’

We stripped each other’s clothes off and she began with a brief blowjob, getting me all worked up to move my fingers in and out of her. Of all the times we had spent sleeping side by side, that night was the most unforgettable one, for we took turns to keep each other awake till both of us couldn’t handle it anymore.

Shermaine, 16.
Me, 5.

Oh, and we only woke up at 2pm the next day, to her parents asking us to join them for lunch. Did I mention she’s a virgin? :)

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Canto-Pop

‘Are you Cantonese?’

The gorgeous girl who looked in her twenties had been sitting in the cafe for over an hour, and spoke to me when I started playing Cantopop over the speakers after hours. As the shop had always been closing early on Sundays, I would stay back to enjoy the peace after working a week, doing the paperwork in preparation for the next.

Since I wasn’t leaving, I listened to the ‘typical guy’ instinct and let her stay, unable to resist the company of a pretty girl though it was impossible for anything to happen between us. We started talking with the limited vocabulary I had, turning me into the laughing stock whenever something came out wrong in my internal Chinese-Cantonese translation.

‘I give up! I’m going to speak English from now.’

‘You should have said so earlier! I’m fine with that.’

Her accent made her English really addictive to listen to, and it wasn’t long before we had a cider to get a little high to. Time began to pass slower as our topics made a turn for the more serious ones, such as why was she not shopping and sightseeing with her flight crew.

‘My boyfriend, EX-boyfriend, broke up with me while I am in the air. Can you believe it? Over WeChat! Oh my god.. ‘

The air stewardess didn’t look one bit sad, and actually smiled wider when she thanked me for my accompanying her. We finished our drinks and left, but not before she asked if I could spend more time with her. Would I be able to turn this, broken-hearted, but sweet in everything else, girl down?

We managed to get a few bottles before the cut-off time for the sale of alcoholic beverages, and she went ranting about the interesting passengers all the way to her room. Once we took our shoes off, the ambience suddenly took a turn for the, worst(?) and she just pushed me to a wall.

I held her shoulders firmly, with that heavy bag of glass bottles still in hand, out of fear that she was getting ahead of herself. We did part ways after some time and I set the bottles down, while she went for a quick shower. The sight of her small body clad in a white, satin nightgown did caused my mind to wander a little, which was swiftly killed when I took her advice to rinse myself.

Stepping out into the cold room, I was forced to remove my shirt if I wanted to get under the blanket, which I was dying to since I was shivering in the ‘winter simulator’ room. Very soon, the alcohol we drank warmed me enough, and perhaps a little too much when I was perspiring thanks to my low-tolerance.

‘Do you want to spend the night here? I wouldn’t mind.’

‘There’s still buses for me to get home if I leave now.’

‘I shouldn’t have said that I wouldn’t mind. But, I’d love to have a warm body in bed next to me.’

Damn, she knew how to get me with words and I made myself more comfortable after informing my parents about my absence. At 1am, we found ourselves sitting dangerously close to each other against the headboard, laughing at the senseless TV shows and finishing up the last bit of our drinks.

The night pretty much came to an end when she put my bottle away, and turned off all the lights except for the one at the door, presumingly giving herself a sense of security sleeping with a ‘one-day-old’ friend. I was allowed (though she asked if I wanted to) to remove my jeans and sleep in my briefs, but doing it under the blanket.

In the dark, she placed my arm under her neck, and positioned herself closer, till I could feel a nipple poking at my rib.

‘Your heart.. ‘

‘What about it?’

She slid her hand across my chest to the other side, and raised one of her knees to bolster my leg. My imaginative mind couldn’t stop fantasising about the smoothness of her thighs, wondering if it was as ‘silky’ under her dress. It didn’t take her long to notice the tent that was built from under, and reciprocated by reaching into my underwear to hold it back from further disturbance.

(whispering) ‘do you have a camera?’

‘Yeah I do.’

(whispering)’set it up then. it will be my gift to you.’

I easily reached into my tote bag that was on the bedside desk for the compact DSLR, and started recording as soon we could see ourselves on the flip out screen. The light from the corridor, though wasn’t bright, tinted the footage with a mysterious hint of yellow, greatly appropriate for what we were filming.

The annoying blanket was left at a far corner while she pulled her nightie over her head, followed by my underwear that flew off my feet in a single tug. The wild side of her showed itself once she took a seat and bent forward, to take that shamelessly horny cock into her mouth.

Loud, steamy slurps played from her hardworking mouth, as she bounced her head up and down to keep me groaning non-stop. The good side of my mind kept reminding me that she had just broken up, and I might be causing more harm letting her do this for me. As for the bad side, he was just enjoying the very thing she had done for her ex, in a half-hearted attempt to convince me that she was just repaying me with the skills she learnt.

(her moaning) ‘Mmm.. ‘

I squinted my eyes at her to see that she had stuck one hand under her legs, and was pleasuring herself at the same time. The emotional me couldn’t let her ‘work’ anymore and I carried her into bed, resting her body in my warm spot while I went on my knees between her legs. She was watching me the whole time I brought her calves up to her shoulders, and used her arms to hold them in place.

That tantalising view of her pussy, that I had visually confirmed to be as smooth as a baby’s ass, was hard to resist especially with her nectar oozing like overflowing Nutella. I started feasting on her pussy after taking some deep breaths, and heard nothing but ‘more’ from her. My tongue worked tirelessly on that deliciously, tasteless (in a good way) labia to lick everything up, until an orgasm weakened her arms and lashed a flying kick to my chest.

(her panting) ‘Fuck.. That was good!’

She turned to a side and angled the ‘above’ leg perpendicular, prying her ass apart to hint me with her pussy. Smiling in disbelief at how this innocent, classy girl was, I sat over her straight leg and penetrated her with an abundance of lubricating jucies, making her so slippery and terrifying doing it raw with her.

This particular position was easiest for me, since I need not hold onto anything, and just jerked my ass back and forth, ramming that proud cock of mine so deep she began sobbing while clenching onto the bedsheets.

‘Hey.. ‘

‘I’m good! Keep going. It’s just fucking beautiful. I haven’t made such selfless love in a long time. Keep going.’

I resumed my rhythmic thrusts and acelerated, till her next orgasm that lingered longer than I thought. Seeming to last as indefinitely as my moving hips, I pumped her with all my remaining strength. I was pleasantly surprised when I experienced the never-ending increasing tightness of her pussy, driving me to my end before..

(me grunting) ‘FUCK! I’m CUMMING!’

(her screaming) ‘Don’t stop! I’m on the pill! Just.. ahh.. ahh.. ahh!’

My revolver pulled back, and fired the first round to the sudden expansion of her vagina, that sucked everything clean out from the barrel. The violent contractions happened in both of us as more rounds were shot, and more withdrawals were made. My strength (physical), my morals, my dear life force all went with that unforgettable orgasm. My body lost its balance and ‘big spooned’ her till both of drifted off to sleep.

*Knock knock*

(friend shouting) ‘Xiao Ting! Are you awake? Let’s go for breakfast!’

She opened the door with the only blanket we had, for her two colleagues that weren’t surprised one bit when they saw me stranded naked in her bed. Xiao Ting changed into a new set of clothes in front of us and took my number, so we might meet again if fate allowed us to. After she left the room with one of her friends first, the other came up to me and told me, that Xiao Ting, is actually Singaporean and they had crashed in the hotel paid for by their airline.

Fine. I shouldn’t have used the word ‘crashed’ especially when they worked for an aviation company. But she and I, we did spend many nights in luxurious hotels whenever she wasn’t flying. Hmm.. an air stewardess for a fling, that isn’t THAT concerned about dick sizes compared to affection. Jealous?