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Caught Peeping

She was wearing a low cut dress and sitting right in from of me. The bus was crowded and there isn’t anywhere else to stand but beside her. My eyes were glued to her cleavage, occasionally revealing the darkness beyond her flawless breasts. I bet some guys beside me were admiring too.

She looked around to see if anyone caught the sight of her dozing off and stared at me, quite in time to see me peeping. She stood up on the next stop and pulled me by my arm off the bus and gestured me to follow her to under a block of flats. She started telling me about respect and as expected, my mind was busy fucking her. Low cut top with a denim skirt, anyone would be mind fucking her.

Slowly as she calmed down, a conversation about guys and girls stroke up. The hard on that was revealing through my shorts made the whole situation worse during the ‘how guys get horny’ part of the conversation. She was a pure 20 year old who didn’t want to ‘dirty’ herself getting intimate with guys.

Out of curiosity and for punishment, she asked me to show her my penis. We went to a multi-storey carpark and went to the ladies toilet. I pulled my pants down and in front of her stood a dick in attention. Unable to resist the temptation to get a feel of it, and to see my expression (representing horny boys), she wrapped her fingers around and stroked me gently.

Asking if she is a virgin, she nodded in reply. And also received a nod to the question if she masturbates a lot. I bent lower and slid my hand up her smooth thighs, teasing her pussy through the lacy panties she wore. Pulling up her top above her bra, she pushed my head towards her breasts and I used my free hand to quickly uncovered her breast, revealing a small, pink hard nipple.

Sucking like a baby, I could hear her loud moans. She was masturbating me with one hand, and using her other to push my head onto her boobs. I was rubbing her wet panties while the other of my hands was squeezing her other breasts.

I felt her body shivering, then she suddenly released her grip on my dick and lifted her skirt before squirting a whole lot of juice, into her panties and down her legs. Right after that, she fell kneeling on the floor before me. With the rush of orgasms, she struggled to jerk me off, shooting my load onto her face.

She was too tired from the last climax to care more. I rested on the floor with her in the cubicle. Hearing people enter once in a while to find the toilet locked. She gave me her panties still dripping with her juice and number, hoping to meet again.

She’s a nice girl, and I think we will meet again, definitely more prepared.

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New Neighbours

I was on the stairs going up to my house when I saw one of my neighbours at level 2, about the enter her house. She was about 14-15 years old. Knowing that I haven’t greeted her since they moved in, I stopped by the steps and introduced myself. Her face turned red while talking to me.

She invited me in since we’re in the way of the construction workers doing the lifts. Standing just behind the closed doors, she confessed that she liked me when she first saw me. That explains the embarrassment she felt when I spoke to her. I didn’t know what to say then.

‘Every time I masturbate, you will come to my mind. I don’t know what to do.‘, she said in a shy voice. Trying to make the conversation less awkward, we chatted about ourselves and a bit on our families. I had difficult keeping my eyes off her cleavage further made obvious by her black tube bra in her white spaghetti top, matched with her black OP skirt.

She could feel that I was trying to end the conversation and hugged me suddenly. I wasn’t prepared, not even a bit. I knew how much trouble and awkwardness this will cause if it gets any further. But no matter how hard I try, my little brother still managed to get up and poked her.

We’re soon on the doors, hugging each other, and her hands lifting up my shirt to go under. She’s cute and quite innocent too, feeling that she doesn’t know what to do. I held her by the waist and asked, ‘Are you sure?’. She nodded her head and pasted her lips on mine. Our hands were so busy undoing each others’ clothes that the fear of her parents returning were gone. We got naked in no time and my dick was hard and rubbing under her pussy.

Her legs were closed together and it was as though I was having sex. She was getting stimulated by my rubbing too. My rod was soon covered in a coat of her juice. Trying to get more of me, she opened her legs and guided my dick into her. As I penetrated her, I could tell she was feeling pain and stopped immediately. Turns out that she was going to give me her first time. Of course I was quite confused. My little brother got soft slowly. I was a little mad at her, doing something so reckless – I didn’t have a condom, nor I want to take her virginity away.

She apologised after I told her how uncomfortable I felt and she worked her hands on my little brother, waking it up again. She sucked me for a little while, probably not used to taking anything in her mouth for so long. She sat me down on the sofa and jerked me off. Her eyes were on me all the time, trying to catch all signs of pleasure. I know she was doing a great job, her hands were perfect and all the right spots were hit.

In about five minutes or so, I felt it coming and alerted her. To my astonishment, she placed her cute lips over the tip and sucked gently while I unloaded. Sucking every drop in, squeezing every drop out, she cleaned me up with her mouth and swallowed in front of me. It felt pleasant to know that someone is willing to do that for you. I masturbated her for a little while more on her bed since she wanted to know how it really feel so she could DIY better.

We cleaned up and had fun dressing each other the way we stripped each other. Of course, we exchanged contacts and somehow, I get the feeling that we’re going to have a lot of fun for a long long time.

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After 120 Days

Day: Thursday
Date: 26 November 2009
Time: 11pm
Location: Alley behind her house

It was the last day of attachment for her and last day of FYP for me. We went out for a chit chat around her house, and it was 11pm when I sent her home.

We walked along the alley of her house as I was around (safer?) and will reach her house sooner. As we walked, there was an awfully long silence. 2 more lanes and we’ll reach her house.

I stopped her and stood in front of her, not wanting to go home so soon, I asked her to accompany me to chat for a while more, and she did. We sat by the steps near the drain and it was totally dark. In between the sides of houses, there wasn’t easy to be spotted.

I hugged her by the waist and her lips immediately went for mine, knowing exactly what I wanted. Our lips did not separate for a second, tongue fighting, lots of saliva exchange, but we didn’t mind. Tilting her body towards mine, my hands ran up her babydoll dress and bra, mynaughty fingers showed at her neckline.

I make sure she would beg for me to touch her more, with gentle squeezes and nipple pinching, she was moaning softly, while trying to grab something between my shorts. Moving my right hand under her skirt, I rubbed her drenched panties to get it all soaked before putting my hand in. While my thumb was pressing her clit, my middle finger ran along her opening non-stop, alternating between rubbing and fingering her.

For one moment, she squealed and her whole body shivered while I felt her pussy tightening around my finger, followed by release of juices from her pussy. She hugged me closer while I kept fingering. High from the pleasure, she pulled my shorts open, took my rod out and massaged it with both hands. Occasionally, she would stick her hand into her panties to collect some ‘honey’ while I rested my fingers by teasing her breasts.

Smearing her juice over my dick, there was more than enough to lubricate it while she stroked. My dick felt big in her little hands, and it was quite an ego boost for me. With that, I made her cummed a few more times before she decided to finish me off with a blowjob.

She squatted in front of me, knelt on my slippers while sucking slowly until I unloaded all into her mouth. Climbing back to the steps, she hugged me tightly after I wore my shorts back, feeling satisfied. As I stunned wondering if I did something wrong, I heard a ‘gulp’ as she clenched her hand on my back. I didn’t let go of her until she felt a little sleepy from the fun we had.

I sent her home and took a direct bus back to Ang Mo Kio. It was our little secret, fun between two singles. =)

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Delete Them Please

Day: Wednesday
Date: 25 November 2009
Time: 6.30pm
Location: My house

Peiling couldn’t take anymore of the blackmail, which got worse and she couldn’t eat nor sleep well. She had a choice to either let me destroy her life by publishing her photos, or to be friends, and delete the photos. For our first outing, she would have to come to my house and make me happy.

She chose the second option reluctantly and came to my house after my school ended. I was there before she arrived, and had set up my HTC phone on video recording. Lodged at the window sill and ready to record video with a push of a button, it was the most perfect angle everything to capture everything.

After a thirty minutes wait, the doorbell rang and I pressed ‘start’ on my phone before going to open the door. Peiling came into my house and put her bag on the sofa before proceeding to the usual room we had fun long time ago. Her distraught look and impatience was understandable, but it wasn’t helpful at all. She quietly sat on the bed while I took my clothes off except of my undies, which I left on for her to remove. I do feel a little pity for her though, but I was going to get what I could.

Scared and disgusted, she took off her shirt and shorts without knowing the recording going on. She lay on the bed while I took my spot beside her and rubbed her panties, tickling her cameltoe naughtily. Being the first guy to get so close to her, our past experience of constant hormones outbreak prepared here for this, she quickly got high with heavy breathing and could not hide her wet panties any longer. That was how desperately ‘unwilling’ she was.

I went down on her before removing her bra, making sure she was extra wet for my fingers. I proceeded on with her next set of orgasms. I sucked on her nipples while rubbing her slit, going up and down her clit, making her cum many times, I could tell that her body missed the old times making out with me. It brought more than just a hard on, instead, memories and yearnings came back with it, which confused me with rage and jealousy.

She hugged me with such tightness that I missed. In return, to make sure she didn’t regret coming to my place, I used her favourite bullet vibrator on her for longer than usual, and got her panties so wet that she’s so tempted to go without it. Her scent, innocence, inexperience and lack of control of moans and response, it all blended so well.

We exchanged our position and I lied on the bed while she sucked me off, the vibrator doing its job freely in her panties. I’m sure my camera had a perfect view of her numerous orgasmic expression while giving me a hand/ blowjob. I released the huge load I stored for her into her mouth and made sure she spit it out on her hands to show me before going to wash them away.

While she went to wash her hands, I picked up my phone, made sure the video is there before sending her home. Prepared to blackmail her for more, I would need to Google for some censoring tips.

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Private Meeting

Day: Monday
Date: 23 November 2009
Time: 10pm
Location: Bishan Park 2, shelter

Shiling and I were friends since secondary school and she was a little on the high end side of the road, where guys will be worried due to her good looks. She stayed just at the next block to me in Bishan.

We arranged to meet after dinner (and after work for me) to chill and talk about what we’re doing, sort of catching up. We met under my block and went to walk into the dark park. The lights were out and it did scare both of us while we are finding a place to sit. Well, technical fault I guess.

We sat under a shelter and chatted away, quite forgetting the time. It was twelve when we no longer had any topics and sat there, staring and thinking. She placed her head on my shoulder and I tried to act as natural as possible, I placed my palm on her knee, which she held close to her chest.

Tickling her knee cap, she was moving a little but I couldn’t see her expression from my angle. Sliding my hand to the centre where both knees meet, she opened her legs slightly so I could feel her thighs. It didn’t take too long before my hand were running up and down her smooth, cold legs. After a few minutes of squeezing her inner thigh, she opened wider and my hand automatically went to the middle, where her soft cotton pants protected her privates.

Not wanting to intimidate her, I only used the tip of my fingers to outline her cameltoe. All I could feel is her arms wrapping around mine, and that was the que to keep going. I applied more pressure onto her pussy and changed my finger actions to run along her centrefold. The warm and damp feeling was all I needed to know she was enjoying it.

People were walking and jogging, but the twilight hid our activities well. Her phone rang about an hour into our meeting and it was her mum, a little worried about her. I walked her to the void deck when her mum recognised me.

Mum ushered her to go up first while she went to get some condiments from the mini-mart. Her mum was a nice person, and I could feel she felt safer leaving her daughter with me than some other guys.

It was our first meeting, alone with the girl and then her mum. We have been celebrating mid-autumn festival for a few years together now. And she sure did changed a lot.