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Little Secrets 2

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Among Qiqi’s clique of friends was Celine, same age as her, 19, but was even quieter and kept mostly to herself. Although she was quiet in nature, but she felt extremely comfortable among her clique of friends and would display her crazy side whenever she was with them.

Her experience with herself was slightly more different, but she never told it to anyone, ever. It wasn’t her choice when she was exposed to it, and it had been dark to her since that event. When she was 13, her family and her was at a Christmas party, and many of her cousins were invited to their house. There was BBQ, catered food and mahjong tables to ramp up the hype.

As nightfall arrived, a few of her cousins decided to stay over and her room was the one most ready to accommodate. The two guest rooms had became their storage and were inhospitable. At 1am, a male cousin of hers had already fallen asleep on her queen sized bed. His name was Julian, and Celine was the closest to him since they attended kindergarten, primary school together. Their families were close too, with their fathers meeting up for golf and mums meeting up for mahjong.

She had a few drinks that night and could not hold out anymore, so she went to bed as well, sleeping next to him knowing nothing bad would happen. As we know, the very moment we wished to fall asleep was also the hardest to close our eyes. Julian had been woken by her entry to the bed and he turned himself to face her.

Julian, 15, was two years older than her, and like every guy out there, could not control his mind as he watched her beautiful face, breathing deeply through her mouth. He pulled the blanket lower and slowly, his eyes followed the pace, admiring her slender shoulders, obvious collarbones and her slim tiny waist. Her FBT shorts had accidentally exposed her thighs higher than usual and he made his way to her legs. Under the netting of the shorts, he realised she did not wear any panties underneath and her pussy was smooth, shaven.

Celine then moved to reach for her Eeyor soft toy and covered her eyes to shield from the lights. She had left it on in case anyone wanted to use her computer or sleep in her wider-than-normal bed. After she stopped moving, Julian moved closer to her and he placed his hand on her waist. The air conditioning was set to 22, comfortable for the hot night, so there was no need for her to cover up either. His hand then went under her shirt and he forced his way down her shorts.

She’s not an idiot, she felt what was happening and moved the cover on her eyes away. Julian quickly sat up and covered her mouth.

Julian (whispering): ‘Shhh.. You don’t want anyone to see this. So keep quiet.’

Celine was shocked and speechless. If she screamed, it would turn ugly for her, and her parents would surely beat her no matter who was in the fault. She would rather this get over quickly and no one found out. The consequences were too grave to even consider she was actually a victim.

Julian wasted no more time explaining and he pushed his hand between her legs. ‘Open’, he asked as politely as he could. She placed her hands over his which was covering her mouth, seemingly ready to pull it away and scream. Her legs moved slowly apart and she felt his finger exploring her forbidden kingdom. She closed her eyes and tears flowed almost automatically, aware of the incest her cousin was committing.

He took some time to feel for any prickly stubs of her groin, but her waxing sessions had managed to kill of any growth of her pubic hair. It was smooth, like a newborn. Sliding his hand deeper into her shorts, he went for her pussy and she closed her legs tightly. Julian wasn’t that bastard after all, he pulled back and instead, lay his finger tip on her clit, which he quickly found by moving his finger upwards, running under the soft folds of her privates.

Julian (whispering): ‘Just relax.’

She could not. Her body registered a new sensation as he fondled with her clit, moving in every directions. He was caught in her expressions, closing eyes, parting lips, increased rate of breathing, blushing cheeks, sweating pores. Above that, his fingers could feel her pussy drooling, lubricating the initial rough contact to a slippery, easy one.

His fingers kept moving, increasing in pace, when he felt her hand on his pants. She had unknowingly reached for his erection and by slowing down a little, he used his free hand which was no longer over her mouth, to unzip and yank his hardy out. Her grabbed his warm shaft and stroked, slowly at first, but got fast after he resumed his pace.

As the tension got higher, Celine covered her own mouth to suppress the moans while Julian struggled hard to cope with his. In no time, she felt her own body losing control and leaked a smooth, thin liquid that wet the bed, the orgasm continued for as long as his fingers went and she learnt that her pace of jerking her cousin would actually account for how long he could keep his fingers going.

Her body shook non-stop and as exhaustion kicked in, she finally pulled his hand away from her and covered her lower body with her hand. The hand which was on his dick did not stop and Julian turned his body to face the ceiling, while she turned over to him, stroking his hot rod. Suddenly, he held her hand still.

‘Where do I shoot? I don’t want to dirty your bed’, Julian with a concerned look that had expressed more than what he asked. ‘Shit. Don’t you shoot on my bed’, there was no way Celine would dirty her own bed with his load. Julian sat up against the headboard and held her head, ‘No choice then’.

Huh?! She felt her head getting pushed on his standing rod and she opened her mouth to receive it. She wrapped her lips carefully not to let her teeth get in the way and he helped himself to forcing her head down on him. She sucked and sucked, determined to quickly help him finish before anyone entered the room.

After an agonising few minutes, she felt his hands relaxed and followed by a strong taste of saltiness and bitterness pouring into her mouth. Giving her head a strong push, his dick reached her throat and Celine choked hard while he emptied the remaining waves of cum down her mouth. The moment he lifted his hands away, she slowly exited his dick and held her lips together to contain the load.

Quickly, she adjusted her shorts and wanted to go to the attached bathroom, but was held back by his strong arms. He threw her back on the bed and pinned her down with a hand on her body and the other pinching on her nose.

‘Swallow it’, the demand was way overboard, but she could not overcome him, and the need for air came despite her swimming background. *Gulp gulp* She swallowed it all in two mouth and he let her go, to the toilet to dig whatever she could, which was in vain. Celine had experienced her first orgasm in such situation, and nothing would ever make her forget that, except perhaps a guy who would touch her heart and eliminate her fears.

Since then, Celine was no longer the same. Her mind had been rewired to torture men in their own pleasure and never give them her body.

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Little Secrets

Note: This 3 part series are recounts of three girl and their first exposure to pleasure.

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Qiqi was a quiet girl, who loved netball and sports. All her life, she had only hung out with girls of her clique and had a bunch of friends who were good behaving too. Of course, they spoke about all the topics under the sun, but never once touched on sex. Most friends in her clique were not attached nor had any boyfriends except for one or two of them. Seen as a shy and delicate girl, she was comfortable where she was.

As she grew older, she had her own secrets too, and one of it would be related to her ‘personal time’ in her room. When she was in secondary three, she managed to come across a massager which her parents had, but was no longer in use. With much persuasion, her parents let her have the device, with pure intentions that she needed it to relieve her aches on her muscles from exercises and stress.

That special night she was given that massager, was one she started her brand new night life as well. Turning it on, the sheer strength of the vibration had scared her a little, but for someone who had never experienced pleasure, she knew it would be used somewhere else on her body. Only a few weeks ago, she began touching herself below, exploring her vagina and its sensitive areas. The little pearl under her labia turned out to be the spot she could not get enough of, and with more probing on it, she found herself at a situation that if she continued teasing it, she might just lose her mind.

But this time, something else would replace her fingers, and the end of the massager with the sphere would be the first foreign object to come in contact with her so intimately. Qiqi covered her lower body with her blanket and plugged the massager into the wall socket. She laid back on the mattress of her room and turned the device on, with a strong grip on the handle. Holding onto it tightly, she was aware of the strength and the possibility that it might hurt if she was too rough with it.

Placing it gently on her stomach, she slowly guided it downwards to her pelvic. Keeping her legs apart under the sheets, it pressed onto her pussy and the vibration was sending impulses of pleasure up her spine, into her head. As she wasn’t alone in her house, she knew she had to be very quiet. After all, it wasn’t on the top speed yet. Her legs opened wider and she managed to land the small area of the sphere on her clit. It was merely a light pressure, but she could feel the suspense building up for an explosion in her mind.

She applied a little more strength on the massager over her groin under her blanket, it all felt better. The teasing of the vibrations was all she could handle then and Qiqi held on the handle, filled with anticipation for the point of no return. After a minute, the climax was climbing to the high point and the urge to – not-stop, hit her sensually.

Fuck. The first time she used the word as a self-curse came out silently of her mouth. Her breathing got quick and shallow, and her body went into a slight tremble. Her pussy was screaming for more, and her hands reacted by pushing it harder against the her pussy. Finally, she gave in to her inner desire and heaved a moan, it was the most sexy time she felt with herself despite her already good figure.

Two minutes later, with herself in the dark and playing on the massager, her eyes closed on its own and the hardest, smoothest sensation flooded her head. The weight of her stress, her tensed muscles and worries seemed to fade away all at once and she felt a small pool of juices flowing out of her vagina. The warm liquid went down her slit and in between her legs. The amount was little to be of any concern, but the realisation of such an unbelievable and simple solution of self-indulgence was ‘eureka’ level.

One round was all she could manage and she tucked the hand-held stress reliever into a corner. Picking up her cell phone, she turned it off and pulled the blanket over herself, ready to go into a night of well-deserved rest.

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Treat for Treat

Anne and Shelia were fresh gradates working in the same company, an oil rig architecture design firm that paid them well. After the group of new employees return from an OBS camp, most of them made their way home to rest before work resumed. Shelia’s parents were out of the country, and having no one to company her, she decided to crash at Anne’s place for the night. As expected of an all girls night, they bought bags of chips and drinks before heading home for the evening.

Though they were fresh graduates, they were both close to 25 and possessed great figure from their participation in their former school’s sports club. Anne was a mix blood from her Malay and Chinese parents and Shelia, a pure Chinese. As well-to-do as they were, the two girls stayed away from clubs and alcohol, focusing on very decent hobbies. For that night, a 6 pack cans of beer was a treat and probably for a wild night of gossips and play.

The girls changed into their sleep wear, with Anne in her long shirt and Shelia in her lacy white baby doll, the night had just begun. Surfing the web and blasting music with a bit of dancing here and there, they soon got a bit tipsy from the drinks and laid in bed chatting. It was only 10pm, and Shelia decided to explore her room. Checking out drawers of sexy lingerie, laughters and giggles echoed, till she was found quiet with an opened box in her hands.

Anne: ‘That’s my secret stash of toys. Bring it here?’

Shelia brought it to the bed and listened attentively as she was introduced to them one by one, with explanation to their use.

Anne: ‘You want to try this?’

In her hand was a tiny bullet, with a rubber button at the base. She clicked on it and it buzzed.

Shelia: ‘Umm okay.. what do I do?’

Anne: ‘Just lie back and relax. Close your eyes.’

Shelia leaned on the headboard and rested her body. She could feel Anne opening her legs wider, and then guiding the toy from her calf up to her knees, then crossed over to her inner thighs and finally, it rested on her panties. The vibration caused an involuntary response to feel warmer and cold at the same time. It was the sense of uncertainty. Anne’s finger then adjusted her panties to the side and the toy landed in direct contact on her clit. As it buzzed silently, her’s mind went whiter and whiter, getting driven up to the skies by the toy.

Shelia took the pillow next to her and covered it in front of her chest, while instinctively spreading her legs wider. She had touched herself before, but it was not this strong, not to this extend. Suddenly, Anne held her ankles and pulled her to the center of the bed. She quickly lifted her knees up and licked on her wet pussy. The touch of something soft and moist (Anne’s tongue) was something new and it felt really good, really intimate. The tip of her tongue went up and down across her slit, poking deep on her clit at times. How she wished Anne could turn into a guy then and take her virginity. That piece of thought wasn’t too far from what was about to happen.

Anne: ‘Have you had sex before?’

Shelia: ‘No. But I do finger myself.’

Anne: ‘Good enough.’

She took her middle finger and pushed it into her love hole. Being wet and ready, her body accepted the foreign finger with glee and further relaxed her body. As Anne began to finger her, her nipples were hardening to the limit. Never she had expected to be so turned on by another female, it felt right in all the places. Maybe it’s true that only a girl will know another best.

After a while, Shelia had an intense orgasm that made her missed her breath and gasped as she recovered from it.

Anne: ‘Nice?’

Shelia: ‘Yeah. But Anne, I don’t know how to do it for you.’

Anne: ‘It’s okay. I have something we can enjoy together.’

With that said, she reached into the box and took out the longest toy inside. It was a red transparent silicon double headed dildo. About an inch and a half thick, and a forearm long. She took the tip of the toy and carefully placed it an inch inside her friend. That toy would be big for her, and that would also be why the both of them would enjoy it fine.

Anne took her time to glide it in and out, increase the depth of the toy going inside Shelia bit by bit. Shelia’s legs were at their maximum and would not go wider. The sensation of getting filled by a rubber toy was so fulfilling that she might just cross the line and get addicted.

Anne: ‘Does it hurt?’

Shelia covered her mouth shyly with the pillow and shook her head. Soon, it was close to five inches inside her. Anne took her place in front of her and spread her legs as well, before sliding the other end into herself. She could take the same length without much effort, since she was already wet from turning her partner on. Gesturing to join their hands, the girls interlocked their fingers and Anne pulled her close. It was as close as fucking that Shelia had felt. Her hips kept thrusting towards Anne and satisfied her body’s desired to get as much length into her as possible.

With her mind blanked, her body took over and kept going until she cummed really hard, this time shooting a jet of liquid onto Anne’s body. Instead of stopping, Anne went faster till she climaxed and sprayed a similar load of cum onto Shelia too. They were both soaked and exhausted.

Anne: ‘We’re not done yet.’

Shelia watched as she crossed her legs, and followed suite. Both in doggie position, they moved their bodies backwards to each other to resume fucking the double headed toy. This time, it took lesser time for the two of them to reach orgasm and unloaded another splash onto the sheets. Two rounds later, they collapsed onto the bed without a word exchanged.

Shelia had fallen asleep with the toy inside her and Anne couldn’t help but smile as she pulled the toy out of her, freeing the trapped juices of Shelia’s pussy. Cuddling together, they slept till daybreak.

The aroma of breakfast woke Shelia up and she stayed in bed till Anne appeared through the door. She was naked, but it didn’t bothered Shelia too much. Anne climbed onto the bed and served the breakfast, after which, she reached into another box below her bed. Flipping the cover away, she took out another rubber toy, two headed as well, but in a different angle. One was facing upwards with a smaller limb pointing in the same direction, and the other head was 90 degrees down, pointing at Shelia.

Anne lifted one leg onto the bed and took the upward facing dick in, and let the other one bounce freely between her legs. For a moment, she appeared to have – a dick. After grabbing a few bites off the sandwich, Shelia put away the tray and opened her legs for Anne. Taking the next level in missionary, Anne gave a quick massage to her clit and Shelia automatically spread her pussy lips for entry.

Anne took her time to let the full length go into Shelia and began the real breakfast. Thrusting her hips hard and deep, Anne could not resist moaning and Shelia got influenced too. The two girls were fucking with a unique strap on and they were enjoying each other thoroughly. Shelia again lost in the orgasm game and shot her juices all over while Anne took a few more seconds of fast paced thrusting to reach hers, wetting the damp sheets.

During that period of rest, Shelia took over Anne and placed the dildo into her, waited for a while before Anne gathered enough energy to turn over.

Shelia: ‘This time, you’ll be my little bitch.’

She rammed the toy right into her pussy and kept going without letting the pleasure build up to have a chance to rest. Holding Anne’s hips firmly, she made sure she went all the way and made Anne fire her load after just a few minutes of doggie. She kept pushing deep into her and while Anne already clocked one climax, the two of them was on time for the second.

Coincidentally, the two of them screamed out ‘Fuckkk..‘ as the speed went as fast as their bodies could and a beautiful display of fountain washed their bodies again. The final orgasm was so hard that they were thrashing around in bed even after removing the dildo. Crawling lifelessly, they snuggled under the drier blanket and hugged while kissing passionately.

This would not turn them into lesbians, but they knew they had each other to turn to when guys failed them. Looks like those toys found a higher purpose in these two ladies’ lives.

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Private Space

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Kelly had started going to a private institution for her degree and she finally could wear what she liked to school. It was in Bugis area, a shopping district crowded with people dressed in their best to shop, or work at the offices there. Although class began at 9, she had woken up extra early to dress. Picking a short bandage skirt and a bustier tube top, it had the padding around the boobs to replace a bra and she slipped on a blue boyshorts under her tight leather skirt.

Flipping around her make up box, the sight of a 3 inch vibrator greeted good morning and temptation kicked in. Since it was her first day at school, it should be memorable right? Perhaps this toy would make going education a little more exciting. She turned it on and the buzzing directed her hand to her pelvic area. Sitting at the edge of her bed, she raised one of her legs onto the mattress and placed it on her panties.

Pressing it hard on her clit, she felt the sensation of sex travel up her spine to numb her senses. It could get overboard if she continued. Circling around her panties, it soon soaked up a patch of wetness and she kick started her day with an orgasm, leaving her panting for breath on bed for a good few minutes. Looking at her clock, there was still time, but she knew it would take more than a couple of orgasms to be satisfied. Pushing her panties to a side, she wriggled the toy inside and left it to vibrate for a few more seconds before turning it off. She’s going to leave it where it was for the day.

Packing whatever she needed, she left for school and the journey on the bus was barely tolerable with the toy brushing against her walls in every step. As wet as she got, the panties she wore was cotton and it held up her juices. Kelly picked the last row of tables which no one else occupied when class started, her mind only wandered in one direction. If only I didn’t have my panties on. It would make the class a little more ‘pleasurable’.

Without wasting a minute before class commenced, she went to the ladies and removed her panties, stuffing it between her bust as she had no pockets in what she wore. Once inside the room, she removed it and tucked it away into her bag. There was no eyes on her as everyone paid attention to the lecture held in front. Her skirt was slowly riding up her butt with constant minute adjustments. Soon, her vibrator was within reach.

She clicked on the little rubber nub of the toy and a soft hum triggered her pussy again. It was inaudible, so much so that she could place her finger at the nub and shift the rod around, stimulating her G-spot. Her composure was well controlled and the blushing was covered by the light make up she had.

As the first lesson ended, Kelly had two orgasms on her record and knew it was just two more lectures she had to last through. Switching the toy off, she pulled her skirt back to length and resumed with taking notes. Focusing on the PowerPoint slides, the toy had accidentally set itself off and was vibrating at the maximum strength. Not that anyone noticed, but the increment of the students at the last row made it impossible to do anything funny.

The third climax came as she stood up after being appointed to read a paragraph from her notes. Her trembling legs and shaking hands gave her away to the guy sitting next to her, while noticing the thin strand of liquid making its way down to her heels. She was very turned on. Kelly noticed him too, but ignored after she finished reading her part of the text and sat down.

Guy: ‘Need some help?’

Kelly: ‘Not from you.’

She gave him a grin and excused to the toilet. Once into the cubicle, she could not take it anymore and lifted her skirt high, and held the vibrator by the base and started masturbating herself. Unzipping her top from the side, she grabbed her boobs tightly and pinched her nipples sore. If not for the air conditioning, she would be steaming up the ladies.

Pushing the toy back deep inside, she pinched her clit and rolled them between her fingers, while sucking on her own nipple she lifted her side of the breast up. A loud moan echoed in the empty toilet and a stream of pee flowed gracefully into the toilet like a fountain sprouting golden showers. Kelly took a moment to catch her breath and wore her crumpled clothes back.

The aroma of sex turned the heads of a few guys in class which she responded to with a smile. The guy who was sitting beside couldn’t help but caught her keeping the handy toy into her bag. After all, who would not be attracted to a sweet 24 years old lady, wearing a tight fitting tube top and a slutty choice of leather skirt. Needless to say, it was every man’s wet dream to hold the 28 inch waist and pound her from behind.

Class ended without a hiccup and she made her way back home.

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Bully

Estel was feeling a little drowsy after her class ended. It was the last lecture of the day and she would be meeting her new boyfriend, Justin, after that. As majority of the class left, Eunice and Sharon came over to her sides and helped her up, making their way to an emergency stairway exit for some vengeance. Estel was placed in a corner, Eunice took out her DSLR and started it up.

Estel: ‘What are you doing?’

Sharon: ‘This is what you get for stealing my boyfriend. And I think all the guys in the campus will enjoy these pictures.’

Estel was just too weak to defend herself, her books were left all over the floor and she could barely kept her eyes open. Being the mastermind, Sharon went over and pulled her dress off, leaving her in just her black thigh-length stockings. It wasn’t Estel’s fault that Justin picked her. Sharon was too attention seeking, and whenever she could not get him to spend more time with her, she would make him jealous by going out with other guys and uploading pictures to her Facebook profile. Which guy could stand such kind of girls? So he made the natural choice.

Estel exposed in her sweet berry coloured bra and matching panties were soon captured into Eunice’s camera. Her drugged expression, swaying of her head sub-consciously. Sharon knew Estel’s small body with an above average cup size would appeal to any guys’ taste, especially when she’s all tied up against her wishes. Her bra and panties were then cut away, baring her completely in disgrace. As Eunice continued to take photos in various positions, Sharon took the ball of raffia strings and tied her hands to the railings. Luckily or not, her pubs and underarms had been shaven smooth and it would certainly reduce the amount of sneering if the pictures were really made public. Spreading Estel’s legs apart, Sharon took out a double-headed silicon dildo and pushed the tip in and out of her, till her pussy was coated with her own lubricant.

Sharon: ‘Someone’s getting wet huh? Fucking slut.’

Eunice: ‘This HD clip is getting so good.’

Estel continued shaking her head to try use her hair to cover her face but it was styled so neatly that it wouldn’t shift even a bit. Sharon sat beside her and began fucking her limp body with the toy. Estel threw her head back against the railing and opened her mouth slightly. The drug was making her feel higher than normal, her body was responding to every thrust of the toy. It soon got to a point she just had to relieve the pleasure. Soft moans escaped and a small patch of juices had gathered enough to be dripping down the steps. Estel’s tears had been flowing in shame as well, unable to imagine what would happen if those pictures were leaked. Giving Estel’s nipple a pinch, she moaned louder and her legs tried to close in vain. Seconds later, Estel’s body shivered and her legs just clamped onto the toy while giving gasping a few short breath, more juices leaked out of her and it was a sweet smelling liquid too, that made Sharon even more jealous.

Sharon: ‘This slut could even climax in such a situation.’

A few more minutes of bullying her sore pussy with the dildo, Eunice signalled to Sharon about the lack of memory space in her camera. If only you guys could see the state Estel was in, I bet you would pity her. Her nude body was left in the corner while she tried to move after slowly regaining her energy. Her dress was intact, but her bra and underwear were all cut up into shreds. The two had packed and left the stairs by then, leaving Estel to fend for herself.

Thankfully, no one came by. And she had no choice but to make her way home without anything under her dress. Justin had no idea what happened to Estel, but Sharon had secretly approached Justin, to be her fuck buddy. Which guy would reject such a wild bitch? Estel is still with Justin, but she wasn’t the girl Justin’s dick respond to when it comes to sex.

Bullying has no age limit right? Make every move a wise move.