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School Cubicle

Mr. Toh was a science teacher, a very good one, which many students like to call to ask questions whenever they are studying, even late into the night. He wasn’t those kind of old grumpy teachers who cared about their promotion and yearly appraisals. Bespectacled, young lad fresh from NIE, he had dreams and aspirations for his work. Some of those younger secondary school girls even had crushes on him. Well, that was the nice side.

Once, he was in school till late, and he doesn’t require special permission either, cause there was a school camp going on. A few other teachers were aware and didn’t mind him working in the staff room. So at about twelve o’clock, Mr. Toh went to one of the toilets at the ends, which had showers installed. And it was also around that time when he heard a couple having sex in the ladies. He sneaked in and used his mobile phone pointing over the cubicle door to record a scene clearly with Jasmine’s face in it. She was sitting on the bowl with the cover down, legs wide apart and moaning away as the clearly-sex-starved boy jamming his dick into her young pussy. Mr. Toh couldn’t resist the thoughts of using the video as leverage, yet the morality of exploiting this pulled him back.

Mr. Toh finally gave in and called Jasmine after school, using the pretense of giving her some tips to share under the secrecy of importance not to expose him. Well, in one way, that was going to be true.

Jasmine: ‘Mr. Toh, you want to see me?’

Mr. Toh: ‘Yeah. Give me a minute. Can you watch this for me?’

He handed his Nokia E5 to Jasmine after clicking on the ‘Play’ button. It was on silent, yet the shock that went into Jasmine screamed so loudly she was so close to breaking down after watching it.

Jasmine: ‘Oh my god! Mr. Toh. I didn’t mean to do it.’

Mr. Toh: ‘Shhh.. I hope you don’t take this as a blackmail…’

Before Mr. Toh could finish, Jasmine interrupted. It was a silly act to even think about, a guy whom she liked found out about her feelings for him and he immediately started to convince her for sex. She wasn’t a stupid girl, but the few weeks of ‘steady relationship’ with him convinced her that he was serious about her. Maybe she was silly after all, and now, this. The guy she liked was feeling super horny after catching a glimpse of down blouse of HIS crush, so he texted Jasmine to meet up in the toilet during the camp, on the pretext of giving her a chance to prove she can satisfy him if he accepted her as his girlfriend.

Jasmine: ‘Mr. Toh, I saw through him and understood. I have already broke up with him. And like the few other girls, I have to admit I’ve had a crush on you. After all, you’ve got something on me right? You can use me in any way you want. I promise not to tell.’

‘Use’ is a big word, and Mr. Toh wasn’t that afraid to do so. His mind was already raping her, but something held him back from translating those thoughts into action. To make this a little less tense, he asked of Jasmine to address him by his name, since his age of 24 still doesn’t seem that old to be called mister.

Mr. Toh: ‘You can call me Alvin whenever we are alone. Like now.’

Jasmine: ‘I still prefer you to be my science teacher, Mr. Toh.’

She sat beside him at his desk and her fingers were circling around his pants, with a ‘hill’ formed by the bulge. Jasmine was quite turned on watching herself on video earlier, and wanted to use her science teacher to forget how silly she was with that guy. Clearly, Mr. Toh was afraid of trying anything in the office, despite there wasn’t any CCTVs. I guess his upright principles were why he was such a great teacher.

Mr. Toh: ‘Jasmine? Could you blow me off, under the table?’

Jasmine: ‘I don’t know how to do it. But I can try.’

He whipped his dick out and pulled himself closer to his desk, with Jasmine sat between his legs, holding his dick in her small soft hands. He took her head and pulled her towards his dick, before feeling her lips part to take that piece of rock hard meat into her mouth, sucking and slurping up all the dripping saliva.

Even though it was her first time, she did it like a pro. She didn’t not take any break in between, in fact, as she watched Mr. Toh’s lower body twitched in ecstasy, she experimented with different speed and suction. Her lips pouted and the pressure placed everywhere along his shaft makes it uncontrollable and surprising. Mr. Toh took Jasmine’s head and forced his dick down her throat as his thighs held her head, while spurting nutritious protein gel into her.

His dick was mere centimeters away from choking and gagging her, but she could handle this. She swallowed whatever goodies she got and climbed back onto the chair.

Jasmine: ‘Mr. Toh, what were you doing when I was sucking you off?’

Mr. Toh: ‘I was keeping a look out for anyone.’

Jasmine: ‘No one is going to come around la! Next time we try fucking? I want have you Mr. Toh.’

It was finally close to seven in the evening before Mr. Toh was done with his marking, and left the school with Jasmine, still savouring the after-taste of his cum. Girls these days huh?

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(cont.) Transformed Personality

Part 1

Adeline was no longer the same. A sense of disgust, disrespect and the word ‘cum-dump’ was always in her mind. A huge change happened and she no longer dresses sluttish, nor her mission to tease exist anymore.

But there was one thing that triggered her, and it was this thing that would either make her wild, or afraid. Something in her wants the well-crafted pipe with the beautiful carvings of grooves and bumps, the smooth rough surface of the slab of meat, to run through her again. Being a very hands on girl, she knew how a key worked, and she was the hole, and out there, every guy was the key. She knew some would not fit, she knew some would not even be long enough, but there was a huge craving to find that out.

*What’s behind that zip? In that pants? Did he wear underwear? It looked big.*

These uncontrollable thoughts affected her every waking moment. Here is where she’s different. Work, play, and now, the new fun, pleasure, were all different things. Brought up with strict discipline, she was more than grateful for that to make her this perfect.

The fear of this ‘beast’ escaping was right there. And she knew she had to find out what it can do, and how to tame it – by satisfying it.

Adeline made a change. Adjusted skirt to the regulated length, hair dyed to dark black, no more brightly colored obvious bra, lesser make up. Facebook, twitter, foursquare, blogs were out-of-the-way. Her bagful of goodies remained though, and a new Macbook Air was added to it. Among those reductions were some ‘additions’. She no longer wear anything under her lengthen skirt, and if there was PE, nothing beneath that short FBTs. Guys could no longer make out her bra colour as she was no longer wearing one, the removal of her social activities was for her own protection and privacy, no one will be able to know what she did, or link anything to her.

Upskirts, downblouse, came into her world, real temptations, irresistible urges. The unpredictable waves of sudden cravings for a dick would drive her to the guys’ toilet with her blue and red glass dildo, masturbating herself while she listens in to the peeing and chattering of the guys, occasionally hearing how they badly they want to fuck her.

One evening, she stayed back in class to finish her work and the silence and loneliness made her little dildo speak to her.

*I know you want me. There’s no one around. Don’t you badly want someone to come in now anyway?*

Pulling her toy out of the fresh set of PE shirt, she made sure no eyes could catch her having fun even if someone walks in on her out of a sudden. As she was getting off, pumping the long dildo in and out of her, running sounds and panting were heard.

Rick was an athlete, even though he was more of a ‘looker’ he wasn’t all that smart nor stupid.

Rick: ‘Adeline? You’re still here.’

The toy was still inside, but just sitting there warming up, and getting some sugary coating.

Adeline: ‘Yeah. I was doing some work. What are you doing here?’

Rick: ‘I came back to get something. Was so worried that the classroom is locked. Luckily you’re here. Woo. Let me catch my breath first.’

There’s no need to get his breath though, since he’s going to start perspiring again anyway.

Adeline: ‘Hey, could you come over here?’

Her position was the best spot in class, to NOT get spotted being in class from the windows of either sides. Rick went over and sat beside her. Adeline then lifted her skirt up and the clear little toy was slowing sliding out. You guys should have looked at Rick’s face. Failure? Natural? Both.

She took his hand and placed it on the ball-shaped holder.

Adeline: ‘You know what to do?’

His sudden extraction leaves her in an emptiness. And a thrust forced gasp of breath. Rick liked what he saw, and even more of what he felt.

*This is just a warm up. That toy is not going to be enough for her.*

He gave her a few more strokes, and with the last one, he left it motionless in her. It’s time to give some attention to the stirring in his pants. Adeline adjusted her seat, and seductively cranked his zipper down. Her hand disappeared between the teeth of the zip and went across to free the little boy.

The ‘little’ was just a thought. A monster appeared out of the opening in his pants. It was in disguise of ‘little’ under that bulge.

Holding it in her hand, she could feel the warmth of it, full of power and pent up vigor. Rick was definitely a virgin in this. His body, mind was simply blank, overwhelmed with the new-found pleasure of a pretty girl’s hand on his neglected rod.

Adeline got off the chair and pushed it back far enough some space for some slurping actions to follow. Wetting her lips with her perfect pink tongue, she tied her hair up in a simple ponytail.

Adeline: ‘You’re going to remember this for life. And.. I like yours. It’s big.’

A slight smile and a twitch responded in excitement.

She went down and sealed his pee hole with a kissing lip, a short tickle and she pressed her lips together and his dick feels her mouth going down the shaft. Long, but not intimidating and quite manageable. The saliva gathering in her mouth helped made the whole piece of meat more enjoyable, immersing it in a sauce that only she can produce.

It wasn’t just Rick enjoying himself, Adeline’s other hand it between her legs, playing with the trusty pleasure stick. Guiding it in and out of her as she went up and down on him.

A short but fastening blow left him totally yearning for more, and fully armed, erected, prepared. Adeline’s pussy got bored with the lifeless toy, and was involuntarily opening and closing, screaming for the huge erection on Rick.

She stood up, pulled the whole of the skirt upwards. She didn’t want love. She needs some fucking. Missionary felt like making love, doggie sounds like domination. Cowgirl sounds good though, like control.

She climbed over Rick’s lap, and placed his arms around her slim waist.

Adeline: ‘Hold me.’

She spread her pink slit with wet fingers, and placed it right on him. Grinning cheekily, she lowered herself and took his meat whole into her. Fifteen seconds or so, the two bodies overflowing with lust is actually feeling each other. Adeline could totally feel the veiny rough texture, making their marks on her tight soft muscles within.

Rick didn’t just place his hands there to support. As Adeline lifted herself up, he used his strong arms and pulled her down, ramming his sword into her sheath. It was so hard she was sure he’s going to go through whatever she can take. Her body didn’t listened, her body liked it, her lust wants it, her pussy wants more. Her body continued the ‘getting-of-him’ action and he kept her on him, reminding her with every pull, forcing her wet juice out of her tightening hole.

The whole action lasted for as long as he could hold in, which wasn’t long either, after all, she took his virginity. The sex definitely felt better than the rape, she knew what her mind wanted. Pleasure is now in her itinerary, a daily dose, as she predicted.

Rick knew he was going to cum, and a risk is not part of the plan. He helped Adeline off, and seated her on his chair while he stood up, aiming his gun at her. The huge meat was still dripping of her glistening essence.

Adeline wanted to have it, to receive the cum she worked hard for. She opened her jaws and waited, still teasing the head with the tip of her tongue.

Rick: ‘Urgh! I’m cumming!’

Adeline did however give him a surprise, she once again kissed his widening little pee hole and suckled on it, like a baby, juicing his precious load of protein. The sensation of an extremely sensitive after-cum took everything out of him that he stumbled onto the ground, requiring a whole three or so minute to recover.

Which by then Adeline had already swallowed her recommended daily intake, and nicely straightened out her crumpled skirt. A thrilling school fantasy came true for Rick, and a beginning of lust and adventure for Adeline.

1. (cont.) Endless Blackmail

3. (cont.) Mega Gangbang

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(cont.) Endless Blackmail

Part 1

When Adeline was awake, she was dressed in her underwear and woke up with a bump on her head.

Friend: ‘I think you hit your head and fainted.’

Adeline knew that wasn’t the case, the bump was.. minor compared to what she had been through. In any way, she recovered and school resumed, as dark as that night was, she tried to keep it from affecting her studies. Her skirt was still of the same length, her character was of the same energy, but there was no more undone-first-button.

It was after recess one day and she went back to class like everyone else did, opening her back to take out her homework for Maths. A brown Manila envelop was also among her sheets of paper. She took it out and looked around for any names or messages, none. Feeling inside the envelop, there was something bumpy, like clothing, and something hard, like a thumb drive.

She had to wait till school ended before checking out the envelop. Having no choice, her persistent friend, Cindy stayed with her and so Adeline took whatever is inside out. A photo of her sprawled on the bathroom floor, in bra and panties in A4, her worn panties covered in cum in a zip lock, a slip of paper and an unlabelled thumb drive.

We have you on a leash. Try anything funny and all these will be online. Thumb drive contains more images and videos. Hope you will enjoy yourself. Stay in class after school.

Oh no, why are they still in class. And this time, Cindy is in it.

A little about Cindy, she is one of Adeline’s good friend. The both of them are ‘toilet sisters’ (whenever girls need to go to the loo in pairs), eat and does their work together. Same age as her, fifteen, but way more demure. She bid by every rule and her grades were not as awesome as Adeline’s, but not too bad either.

Just then, two guys stepped in.

Adeline: ‘Ryan! You were the one behind all these?’

Ryan: ‘Chill girls. I’m not behind all these, I’m still in it. Oh, Cindy is here too. Looks like we will need more guys.’

He asked the other to keep watch outside the class, and sat on a chair in front of the two girls.

Ryan: ‘Cindy, do you want to stay?’

Cindy: ‘To hell with you Ryan. I’m staying with Adeline.’

Ryan stood up and whip out his dick, disregard for the ‘new’ girl in class.

Ryan: ‘Adeline, you don’t want the pictures to go anywhere right? Be the slut. Be a bitch.’

Adeline didn’t have any choice, she was already way dirtier than this. Giving a guy a blowjob wouldn’t make anything worse. She can’t ask Cindy for help either right? Her good friend whispered something into Adeline’s ear and she looked better immediately, taking out her water bottle for a sip before the meal.

Like a pro, she took Ryan’s dick into her mouth and right down her throat as deep as she could get. Adeline didn’t slow down unless she was gagging, she kept going fast and swiftly in and out. Cindy couldn’t just sit there and watch her good friend get tortured. She slid her fingers up Adeline’s skirt and driving towards her panties, she started to ease her of the ache by giving her a sensual massage at the right spot.

What did Cindy say to Adeline?

Cindy (whisper): ‘Just make him cum quickly and we can go le. Focus on that.’

If you can imagine, Cindy, Adeline and Ryan was in this act so dirty no other would win them. Cindy masturbating Adeline, Adeline giving Ryan a blowjob. He wasn’t that great either. Within minutes, she managed to make him cum and had to swallow every drop as he held her head over his dick as he ejected his sperms. Knowing it wouldn’t just end there, the two girls watched as the noobish Ryan cleaned up and made his next demand.

Ryan: ‘Cindy. Your turn. You want to help Adeline keep the secret?’

Adeline: ‘Nono! Keep her out of this!’

Ryan: ‘No. She knows, she’s part of the deal now. Cindy, stand up and bend over the table.’

Adeline immediately stood up and did, not going to sacrifice her good friend. Her perky butt lay protruding for Ryan and he didn’t wait long before helping himself to her juiced pussy, thanks to Cindy. He held her firm ass and stuck it in. Going for a little tease first, he took a whopping minute to slid his dick in. Adeline almost cried out for him to stick the whole thing in, that she needed it badly, but she’s still under control, not sure for how long though.

He drove his dick in like a pile driver and kept going, like a desperate overloaded useless prick who couldn’t get a girl since he was born, he was speaking like one too. Pounding and cursing all the vulgarities, it was degrading to the max. Another few minutes and Ryan was at his peak again, pulling out just in time to spray his ‘dripping’ dick onto Adeline’s back. It was literally dripping, 3-4 drops. That showed how lousy he was.

Ryan: ‘Tomorrow. Same time. Same place. Cindy, you stay as well. I’ll bring Zack.’

Zack? Zack was Cindy’s crush. And since they met in secondary three, her mind had been fucking him everyday. Would Ryan really bring him tomorrow? It’s totally wrong, but Cindy’s body and mind wouldn’t say no to his assault on her body and pussy.

With that, Cindy got a little wet and Adeline couldn’t say no or risk her future. The two girls cleaned up fast and left the failure in class, still fumbling with his lifeless dick. Adeline has got her good friend into this, even if she doesn’t mind giving it to Zack, still, Cindy’s her friend.

2. (cont.) Transformed Personality

3. (cont.) Mega Gangbang

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Raped in School

Adeline was like any school girl, having one too many piercings, skirt length way below the regulation, long flowing hair with a tinge of brown and brightly colored bra displayed through her white top.

She was in secondary three express that year. Yes, she was a smart girl, one that was so excellent that teachers would nicely tell her off about her attire in school only when she crossed the line. Carrying a military style alibaba bag, she had everything she needed inside. Lunchbox, books, her trusty iPod classic with soft soothing music, and her white Monster Beats headphones.

It’s your choice to like or hate her, it was easy to be her, but not around her. Often, guys would get turned on by her undone first button of her school uniform, but it was that far despite being just right next to her. Any guys would be super lucky to have her, imagine her satisfying all of his demands, and doing what she wouldn’t even imagine herself in it.

For as long as it seems, it was all ‘see no touch’, and Ryan was quite pushed to the limit. Adeline was in his class, and sitting one table away next to him, he was in the best spot to see everything. From the shimmering sunlight blazing through her top, revealing the silhouette of her beautiful S curve figure. Many times he had wanted to be the one holding that slim waist and pounding her hard. Her usual cross legged seating position also gave him more eye candies, it wasn’t a fat thigh bulging out of her skirt. Her firm toned thighs were always in the light, out of the skirt which was designed to cover such indecency. It looked smooth, waxed, fairly tanned, firm, yet soft to the touch. All looks. No one could come any closer to her than a glance.

Never before she was seen going out with any guys. Of course, many guys would want to be in the same group with her for any projects, yet, a group of girls would always protect her physically and academically. Being in the same group would mean fast work, precise and A+, nothing less.

She had friends, her casual happy character makes her enemy-less. Sure, a few are jealous of her looks and body, yet couldn’t help but admire her spirits, never once she had broken down.

Ryan on the other hand, was quite an average kid. He did his work, partnered with Adeline a few times, and like every other boys in his class, mesmerized by everything about her.

It was June and everyone was dreadful about the camp that would be coming up. The goal has never changed since a few years ago, to get students from different classes to know each other better. No one went through the camp and regretted, that’s why the camp is still running.

It was a good start for Adeline. Rooms for girls and guys were far apart, and the girls basically had their best times sharing all they know. It wasn’t any different for Adeline, everyone knew her. And none of them would leave her out. Everyone played and was literally tired out before dinner. But still, food and shower couldn’t be missed.

If you have ever attended a camp, you know remember. Guys take an average of ten minutes to shower. And girls? No known figures to show. Adeline wasn’t someone who would rush so she had more time to herself.

It was close to twelve midnight when she decided it was time to shower. Soaping down her young subtle body, the cubicle next to her slammed and the last girl was out. It’s just her, and her singing. Humming a tune from ‘Les Choristes’, she missed the light creaking sound from the door.

*long mechanical squeal*

‘Shit! I’m busted!’

Adeline: ‘It’s late. Shower quickly.’

She waited for an answer, but there was none.

Splashing sounds were heard from the cubicle and she didn’t gave it much thought, thinking the girl must be too tired to reply.

Humming went on, till her water was turned off.

Adeline: ‘I’m going first. Stay safe.’

Just before she could pulled her door fully open, it swung itself hard and a guy with a paper bag over his head barged in.

Placing his index finger on his ‘lips’. He had a shiny sharp Swiss Army knife in one hand, it was clear she was at a disadvantage. Adeline may be smart, sporty, fit, but nonetheless, she is still a girl, and fear pressured her into desperation.

Adeline (whispering): ‘Please don’t hurt me. I’ll do anything you say.’

The masked man then held her by her shoulders and pressed her downwards, and she fell on her butt onto the wet floor. The guy was in a PE attire, and right away, he pulled his stretchy waist shorts down.

Man: ‘Hmm!’

The rough growl sent the signal Adeline needed to start. She took her shivering hand and cupped over his dick, giving unwilling strokes up and down. As she was doing that, he stuck the knife on the cubicle’s divider and bent over, lifting her kitty printed shirt up, and off her arms.

She did not stop to make his adversary happy, but she was far from it. Grabbing a large part of her long brown tinted hair, he pulled her face so close to his throbbing dick that if she breathed any harder, she might have smelled it.

The angry man growls again.

Adeline (whispers loudly): ‘Please. I beg you.’

Another growl.

Having no options against this hostile, she separated her pink luscious lips and let him use her mouth in any way he wanted. Which of course, he did. Plunging in and out, the snot out of her nose seemed more like lubricant, her gag reflexes was somehow pushing the right spots on his dick that he changed the blowjob to a deep throat. Who would imagine this beautiful girl would now be in this situation, taking a guy’s dick down her throat.

After a agonizing ten minutes, he pulled her by her hair to stand up, and out of the cubicle. Was she free to go already? No, the male hasn’t cummed, there’s no way it would end just like that.

Despite Adeline having no boyfriend, her fair share of porn collection have showed her more than she ever needed. Those toys in her room was just part of a large collection which is on the way from the States. And now, this shit has to happen.

Pulling her hair over the sink, Adeline followed and is now in a position so awkward that she couldn’t bear to see. Her B cup boobs were on the ledge, just a few inches from touching the ceramics of the sink. Wet, messy tangled hair couldn’t make her look and worse.

Forcefully pulling her boxers down, it went off with her lacy white panties. Oh no. Turning a rapist on was the worst thing to do.

He could not wait any longer, it was all hard and ready for this.. hole. One that he could only fantasize of having for a long long time, and to lay his hands on her boobs was another fantasy fulfilled.

Taking a whiff of her pussy, the soap she used was simply irresistible, Johnson’s and Johnson’s baby shower gel. It made her smell like a freshly bathed baby, ready to be caressed, hugged. But it was a little different for Adeline, for she was to be fucked, pounded, humiliated for being herself.

It was her worst nightmare come true. No, she was too pleasant to even have any nightmare close to this. The few seconds of a disgusting tongue running up and down her pussy was simply too much to bear, that she had broken down in tears.

Immediately when the tongue disappeared, a warm hard rod pushed her pussy lips apart, inching its way in, bit by bit, impatiently but helplessly. Soon, more than her pinky’s length were in.

Omg! How much more?!

Three more inches, and it stopped. The thing stopped for a few seconds, presumingly enjoying her tightness and just the sight of this sweet girl having a dick so huge in her. It was definitely the largest thing she had ever had inside her. No, she wasn’t turned on. The only reason why he could slide it in was because she was still wet from the shower. It couldn’t be that she was enjoying this.. could she?

Adeline then felt a vacuum built up down below whenever he pulled it out. It was accidental. She didn’t mean for vacuum to be there, it was making him thinks that she wants more, and he went on.

Ramming and thrusting her so deep and loud, hammering and pounding her so quick and mercilessly. It was too much for Adeline to take. Her mind had long given in to the abuse. Lust had overtaken her body, and she was wet beyond control. Knowing this was all wrong, she had chose not to make a single move and survived it.

Minutes felt like hours, and hours felt like days. Adeline felt exactly like two days had past. And she was close to dead, in terms of energy. By then, the assailant had enough of her and left a feeble weak body there.

A long while later, she regained consciousness. Dressed in her school PE attire, a few of her good friends were seen around her.

Dear readers, how do you want the story to continue? Or shall I try to write all the endings?

1. (cont.) Endless Blackmail

2. (cont.) Transformed Personality

3. (cont.) Mega Gangbang

Maybe I’m too lazy to write any. xD Looks like not.

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Performance

Written by J. On behalf of a friend, a lady.

I met this blogger and seller at Yio Chu Kang to get a toy which made my mind crave for the thrill of being controlled and teased – a wireless vibrator.

He arrived after a good ten minutes wait, in his uniform which I asked him to appear in. All along before this, he’s been teasing me with his ‘the choice is yours’ about meeting up for more than just a simple transaction.

A good teaser, that’s what I would call him, the only one so far that managed to make me wet through chatting. Our rare online tweets and tweets somehow didn’t stop our lust from finally meeting up.

He handed me the bullet and me, passed the money to him. Right there, I could ask for the controller and leave, or go to the toilet to slip the bullet inside me. Luckily or not, I made the latter choice. Off I went into the public toilet at the station and took a long five minutes to get it inside me.

Him: ‘Ready?’

And I was. We walked side by side like any friends going into the school, except that he’s in his uniform which stood out. About halfway, he clicked on a button on the control and I know I’m being prepared for what’s about to come.

We made our way to the far end of the school. He studied here before and knows the way, leading me right outside the handicap toilet. Making great use of his analytical skills about where majority of the students are at this very hour.

Him: ‘I’m going in to change.’

That’s it. I am right here, and I’ve made a choice. Leave regret to later, this chance is not going to come again, at least not anytime soon. To have a fetish for uniform is one thing, and to do a guy in one is a level above it.

Up till now, I have every right to change my mind and turn around. He respected that, I understood that.

I followed him into the toilet and he stood there while I took a seat on the toilet cover. Now what? Surely he wouldn’t expect a girl to animalistically rip his pixelised trousers open and eat him? I’m too shy for it. As though he has been practicing for a long time, he knelt some distance in front of me and gave me my next instruction.

Him: ‘I’ll help you take it off. Stand for me.’

I was in shorts and tee, dressed quite casually to hopefully ‘turn him off’ knowing that I couldn’t myself. Stood up and closed my eyes gently. His hands ran up my thighs and stopped at the buttons, skillfully working them away. Then it was the sliding of the slightly moist panties down my legs that turned me on the most, signalling the point of no return. Not that I wanted it to return anyway.

I hear a whisper, ‘sit’ and I followed obediently. Spreading my legs apart on my own, the gentle heat from his breathing soon could be felt. The tongue. He worked it up and down on my pussy. Thankfully I kept it shaved so nothing would get in his way, and I could feel the nimble little tongue working hard.

With the wireless still buzzing in me, his tongue only heighten the whole experience. I couldn’t remember how long it lasted, but it felt like heaven. I wished it would last longer no matter how long it went for.

Oh! This isn’t just a secret rendezvous with just anyone, I almost forgot to grab a mental picture this scene of a guy in uniform getting me off. After God knows how long, he got heated up enough with my ‘failed-to-hide’ moans.

Taking his suffocated dick out, I watched in awe as I know I won’t get to see this again. There it was, pink, throbbing, like any other I’ve seen, but never against this backdrop of green.

Giving into my mental lust, I resisted against all I have believed in, grabbing it, feeling the warmth in my hands. This thing shouldn’t be out here, it should be somewhere warm and wet. Wasting no time, he squatted lower and leveled himself along with where I wanted him to go. Pulling him by his gun closer, I guided it directly to my void.

For once, I’ll be able to feel what it means ‘NS guys are always horny’. He drove it right in, forceful, but filling. Without stopping, he pumped hard and swift, giving me no time to recover from my first orgasm. Because I was all horny from the thoughts and foreplay, my first came just a few seconds after he dived in. I’ve never felt like this before. To be turned on so much by this boy who is a year younger, yet portrays himself so much more mature.

He did so much by doing so little (physically prior to this). I just wanted him to keep going, it doesn’t matter if he is going to cum quickly, but I want him to keep going. The barrier-free sex enable me to feel every groove and ridges he was made with. My own body was fighting back with more lubrication, but it never seemed enough with his force and speed.

Him: ‘I’m not going to last any longer. Rubber.’

He showed me how much control he has over himself with that statement. He is someone who can control and not desperate to get sex or pleasure. He understood well what our relationship allows us to do. I was unwilling, but his insistence secured me that a rubber would make this own session worth it – worry-free.

He pulled out as unwillingly as I was and capped on. He then made it up to me with his following rigor, giving my body even less time to savour his long rifle. Pleasure. One word to sum the madness after he placed protection between us.

As my mind was bombarded with electrifying signals, he didn’t slow down simply because he was on the verge of cumming. He did stop, right before he cummed.

‘No no no’, I whispered. It felt like everything I had was taken away from me, and he is the only one who could give it all back. Did he want me to finish him off with a blowjob? This shouldn’t be how it ends.

He smiled and plunged back in, pounding my life and desires back.

Him: ‘I’m cumming.’

And I held him closer than ever. I didn’t even know if I myself was cumming, it didn’t matter. Feeling his shotgun pumping like pistons of a car, his load filled the rubber up, warming my insides even more.

It was more than sex and pleasure. I understood what he meant when he said ‘appreciate sex’ now. He showed it to me through his actions. Everything made sense. ‘I do what I mean, even if I sometimes don’t mean what I say.’

We held on to each other for a while, I could tell he was tired. He was the one doing all the work. Now, another choice presented itself before me.

One, I could end it right there. Thank him and let him do what he is there to, change his clothes. Or I could thank him through my actions.

The second option feels right, he showed it to me, he did it for me.

I got up after he recovered a bit and asked him to sit down where I did. Kneeling Japanese style, I took his soften little dick and removed the sperm-filled condom before stroking it. Doing what I can for this boy who would protect the country.

Looking attentively at the smaller him, covered with his cum and a little of myself, I don’t want to imagine how would it taste. I want to taste it anyway. After it started growing a little, I devoured it and stuffed my nose into his glistering pubic, wet with our fluid.

As best as I could, I exercised my tongue in any possible motion to revive it. Within minutes, he was armed again. But he is not going to do anymore work. I placed a new condom I carried with me onto him for the last ride (for the day?).

I climbed over him and hopped onto his joystick, facing him to show him my insatiable horniness. Placing both my feet behind him, my full body weight is on him, it was no big issue. He’s stronger than I was.

I then start to grind him back and forth. His face was red, sweaty, but he knew very well it would take him longer to cum this round. I held onto his neck and lifted my ass up, preparing to go all out hammering him, slapping his thighs with my butt.

And I did so. Going for what seems like days, he showed no signs of climaxing anytime soon. I was enjoying him. Enjoying. No love. Just enjoyment. I put in every ounce of energy and thought into him. Determined to bring up his expectation of sex from other girls. I wonder why I did that though, never doing it to anyone else before.

Part of me want him to desire me, part of me wants him to regret that I’m not his.

Lasting another fifteen or so minutes, I felt his gun being loaded again. Just one round before and I could read his body.

Getting off, I knelt before him once again, and ripped the rubber away, taking his manhood as deep as I could. ‘What am I thinking? Taking this guy’s load down my throat. Does he deserve it?’

Him: ‘You’re having doubts. You don’t have to do it for me.’

He placed my hand on his thing and I jerked him off. Helping his thick tube ooze the precious soldiers out. I managed to prevent any from reaching into his pubs. And he was grateful. I could tell from his actions.

We washed up and got dressed. He was kind enough to let me watch him change into his performance attire, a smart-all-black outfit.

We walked to the auditorium before he pointed the way out for me. Sure enough, a little guilt caught up with me, but that is all I have to handle. No worry, and satisfied. Maybe all he wanted is sex, maybe all his talk is for show. But he did it well. And after that, he didn’t give any of his (hidden or not) agenda away.