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Her Own Room

*Soft moaning in distance*

Hearing what I least imagined to be possible, I continued walking down the steps from my unit until I saw the back of a female student in a pinafore, arms vigorously jerking between her opened legs.

*Ehem!*

She flipped her dress down immediately over her legs and turned backwards to me, slapping her hands into the concrete steps that turned a shade darker from the wetness. Seeing her frightened look, I told her the only thing that might get her into trouble.

‘You’re too loud.’

(She whispered) ‘I’m sorry.’

‘It’s alright. Just stay safe yeah?’

Brought up in a house where I had to share a room with my younger brother, the ‘lack of privacy’ was well understood by me. She was quick to get up on her feet blocking my path beside her and held my elbows with heavy breaths.

(I asked her) ‘Is something wrong?’

‘Not really. But.. I moaned that loud for a reason.’

‘What reason?’

She pulled her pinafore over her head to reveal her bottomless state, along with those obvious signs of nipples poking at her P.E. shirt.

‘Feel me.’

I couldn’t turn away after she took a step into my face, grabbing both my hands and planting it on her chest. She easily squeezed her fingers over mine and gave off a soft moan, giving me no chance to talk her out of it.

‘If you don’t do what I say, I’ll scream.’

‘Okay.. If that is how you want to make me stay, I will.’

The impatience of her was slowly overwhelming her unknown desires as she lifted her shirt up to put one of my hands under, back on the same breast as when I was ‘out’.

(She moaned) ‘Sit with me.’

I could only listen to her then and stayed by her side as I massaged both of her boobs, while she touched herself to her heart’s content. At least five minutes passed in that position before she made her next demand – for me to take ‘it’ out.

The only thought in my mind was to ‘get this over and done with’, no matter how disadvantageous I was IF she decided to tell in on me after. I just couldn’t imagine my neighbours, or even family walking in on me doing this.

As quickly as I could, I lowered my jeans and whipped that fucked-up erection out, somehow standing hard in the presence of the underage girl. Seeing how excited it was, she moved my hand to her pussy as she leaned to my side, touching and stroking it to see how I would react.

Her sensual moans, combined with that playful hand of hers, got me so hard that it was aching.

(I whimpered) ‘Can you put some saliva on it?’

‘As lubrication?’

‘Yupp.’

She ended the handjob right there and commanded me to stand between her legs, which were parting as I hesitated about ‘homerun’. It was the fail-proof way to leave evidence inside of her, and would definitely get me into trouble if I made her pregnant.

‘Should I shout now?’

‘No. You don’t have to.’

I went three steps down and kneeled under her groin, spread so wide for all the glory of her pussy that was covered in fine hairs. The secondary school student guided my dick while tugging against my neck for me to bend forward.

With the tip piercing into the first inch of her vagina, her breathing got rapid really fast. Both of us knew how un-ready she was for sex, but her clit rub somehow loosened the grip on my little head and the second, third, and all of me plunged into her.

While her entrance was painfully tight, her insides were pretty.. spacious. I dare not move at all in fear of hurting her, or even engaging in the act she wanted me to. Her body was trying so hard to adjust to the foreign organ, throbbing wildly against my shaft to hold ‘me’ in.

‘How does it feel to me inside me?’

‘A little scary, but warm and nice.’

‘Am I loose? I might have fingered myself too much just now.’

‘No. Not at all.’

She leaned back and continued masturbating herself on her clit, while I squirmed weakly to the contractions that was agonising to feel.

‘Move.’

My hips started moving on its lowest speed setting and brushed her interiors thoroughly, reaching a depth I could feel was the ‘end’ of her. As we continued broadcasting softcore moans, her vagina gradually wrapped itself around my cock, stimulating all the sensitive spots on both our genitals.

In no time, I lost control of my urges and went all out at her, in an ever increasing pace. Sweet, soft voices turned into monstrous grunts as her consciousness faded her eyes white, small figure jerking helplessly on the stairs as I had my way with her.

‘Keep going.. Keep going.. ‘

The chant repeated itself to my desperate thrusts, pumping all 7 inches of me into that little body. It took her another few minutes before her pussy started leaking juices over our hips like a broken tap, and sent her into a fit that got me legitimately afraid.

However, the smile she was forcing told me otherwise and I just kept going, fucking that girl for all that was worth. After a ‘slow-down’ period for her recovery, we actually swapped to a standing doggystyle in front of the railing. Something in me just gave up thinking about the worst that could happen and, just get what I wanted.

Banging her from the back, her orgasms got more frequent, marked by the stream down her thighs down the floor we were having sex on. With time passing fast, I was pounding her at my maximum speed after her last climax sealed my cock inside her, sucking all my strokes deeper with the unintended vacuum.

Midway though our unchecked groans, the impending urge overtook my waist and drove me like a pile driver into her pussy.

(She moaned) ‘Oh fuck! You are driving me crazy!’

(I groaned) ‘I’m cumming soon! Sorry!’

I yanked my cock out before I ruined my future and she stumbled back down on her butt. The stern look on her face got me worried and I just stood motionless, ready to pull up my pants no matter if she was going to do anything to me.

(I asked) ‘Shall we stop here?’

‘No. Come closer.’

She held my cock in her face and took a few deep breaths before licking the wet tip. I could tell that a lot of thoughts were going through her mind then. It was like, she want to, but didn’t.

‘You are supposed to be my slave. But.. I’m really the slave to this.’

With that, she came and took half of it into her mouth, before she grabbed my ass to force the lower half down her throat. Her loud gagging noises really got to me then, going all weak waist down upon seeing her suffer.

As good as it (her deep throat) felt, she was in tears while at it. After one or two minutes of her resisting MY resistance, the ‘super high’ sensation blasted all morality out of my mind.

I came hard into her mouth after three more strokes, feeling all of my muscles pump every ounce of it into her waiting lips. Waves after waves, each jet became weaker until there was nothing left. Just as my mind settled into the resting mood, she took my shrinking manhood into her mouth again.

This time, she was relentless in sucking me dry till I had to jump back, leaving her animalistic self pouting. To think all it took was a little coaxing to get back into her arms, she cleaned me up with the fresh set of panties from her bag, before slipping it on.

(She spoke sternly) ‘I’ll see you here tomorrow. Twelve midnight.’

‘Midnight?!’

‘Yupp.’

I got dressed as fast as I could and ran three floors up, before looking down the stairs to see if she had left. To my surprise, she only went one floor down before the sound of keys told me of where she lived.

It was no wonder – midnight.

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After School

(Teacher telling us) ‘Go home once you two are done k? Don’t stay too late.’

Lydia’s hand was already on my crotch before the teacher left, and I was trying my best to put up a straight face in front of him. While she was a straight As student who could get out of trouble for coming to school late almost everyday, I got a earful for just being late once, which was also my first.

Unlike how we acted in front of other friends, she had no restraints when I threw dirty innuendos at her, and at times, rebutting with even more extreme ones. As close as we were, I did not know how comfortable she was with me until she saw me running to the ‘latecomers’ row, with smiles across her face. How could anyone be so happy getting detention?

We spent the first hour talking as quietly as we could, paying no attention to the homework we displayed on our desks. Until two hours later when we ran out of topics, did we actually start studying, something no one would expect me to do. And while I was trying hard to solve Maths problems, she was tickling me on my thighs.

We ended up with one hand on each other’s lap at one point, doing more of a ‘massage’ than ‘tickle’. With no one else in the classroom, her fingers slowly pulled my zipper down and I slid my hand to her knee, lifting her skirt up as she stuck through the tiny opening she unzipped.

In an unfair advantage, I had another layer to work through (her shorts), while she managed to wrestle her way further into my underwear. Half groaning, half flinching, I decided to remove her shorts instead of ‘finding ways around’. She couldn’t be more willing to strip her bottoms off for me after seeing how hard I struggled under her skirt.

Her shorts, panties, fell to her feet once she pulled them down. Our hands were busy stroking each other’s reproductive organs, making me as hard as she was wet.

(Lydia whispering) ‘Shit. This is the first time I’ve done this with anyone.’

‘Am I suppose to be disappointed?’

‘Idiot. You should be honoured.’

She gave my birdie a squeeze and much to her delight, I shivered uncontrollably to a point my calves almost cramped up. I could tell how turned on she was seeing me so sensitive when she opened her legs wider for me to rub better. Both of us were moaning like there was no one else, enjoying our foreplay that somehow turned into a competition.

(She asked) ‘Are you a virgin?’

‘Yeah. Are you?’

‘Duh! .. But do you think we should do it? Like.. Give each other our first time?’

‘Hey hey. It’s more important to you than me you know?’

‘What bullshit.’

She got up and perched herself at the edge of my table, keeping me within reach with her legs at my hips. I stood up knowing what we were doing and held my dick at her. A smooth, tight, beige slit was all I could see between her legs, still looking youthful without any signs of ‘abuse’.

I swear I could feel my cock softened when she gently lifted it up at the base (of my shaft), tugging it carefully towards her pussy.

(I asked) ‘Are you sure?’

‘Are YOU ready?’

‘Never.’

She placed the tip at her entrance and I leaned towards her very slowly, inching my way while listening to her breaths closely. We inhaled and exhaled deeply for our virgin penetration, until we could no longer see any skin on my penis. The subtle, beating of her heart, caressed my solid, almost-emotionless piece of life-giving rod, like how a mother would cradle her baby.

We froze there for a full minute doing nothing but watching the eyes that wanted so badly, but dare not. I couldn’t wait any longer in case it shrunk, and made the first move, out, and in. Lydia only grabbed my wrists harder but said nothing, silently supporting my innate desire to thrust.

In no time, I was pumping my cock deep into her, going as fast as I could, all the while looking at each other for the cutesy expressions we made. Her teeth appeared over her lower lips after a few minutes, and she bit them hard when an orgasm caused her to slip backwards onto her elbows, and flipped her eyes white to a small tremble.

(She whispered sensually) ‘Are you cumming?’

‘Soon I guess. Once you get yours.’

‘I’ve gotten mine.’

‘Then flip over into doggy.’

‘You guide me.’

The clueless girl hopped off the table and let me turned her around, bending her back over the edge with her feet together. She then crossed her arms to rest her head on while I positioned my cock at where I entered earlier, before sliding into her with one push.

From behind, I could only make out the muffled groan, coming from her teeth biting her own arm. Gradually increasing my speed, I was thrusting so hard into her that the table was shifting out of place.

(In my groaning voice) ‘Are you alright?’

‘NGHHH! I’M CLIMAXING NOW!’

No wonder the tightness. I kept pounding her against the table until I was going too fast for myself, like suddenly turning up the volume on huge speakers.

‘ARGH! I’M CUMMING!’

I backed off from her that instant and stumbled a few steps before she caught me. Placing me against the table we just fucked atm she sat on one of those grey chairs and gave me a handjob with her glowing, flushed face. In a little more than a minute later, I pulled her head towards my groin and she took as much of my cock in as possible, at the same time swirling her tongue around my shaft till the first blow exited.

Her sharp little face was in shock as cum pumped out of the tip continuously, till she had to pull some of me out to make space. With that huge load in her jaw, we were both at a loss about what to do. My eyes were on her throat when a gulp happened, and she showed me the rest of it.

(With her mouth full) ‘Lehks gehk dweesh. (Let’s get dressed)’

Right away, I pulled up my underwear and pants, before helping her put on her panties and shorts back. Leaving the classroom hastily, I was sure she felt as worried as I was. Throughout the walk to her bus stop, she was playing with my cum like it was that delicious.

‘Mmm! You tasted quite good you know?’

‘What is it like?’

‘Egg white with some soy sauce.’

‘Serious.. ?’

We hugged for a while when her bus arrived, and she left me after giving me a hint.

(She whispered sexily) ‘Find me in detention tomorrow. I’ll help you out.. ‘

I waved to her as she boarded her bus, at the same time, hearing her shout the plot twist out.

‘WITH YOUR HOMEWORK!’

No one stopped me from visiting her at detention class since my grades were improving, the biggest help coming from the overdose of pleasure which might have helped with ‘memory retention’.

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Inside-her Tips

‘Cher!’

Michelle, a seventeen year old Normal Academic student, ran up to me while I was halfway on my cigarette, under a random housing block at least ten minutes away from the school. I couldn’t be more disappointed with myself for being caught red handed, especially wandering so far out thinking that no one would find me there.

‘Yes?’

‘Can I have one too?’

‘What no.’

After she grinned at me for a few seconds, I gave in to her knowing that I would be in deeper shit than her if she exposed me. To avoid getting her into trouble, we went to a staircase to continue smoking, while she came clean with what she stalked me for.

As a Chinese-Malay mixed blood, her most used language at home was Malay, since her Chinese dad was always overseas for business. Despite his absence, they (her parents) insisted that she took Chinese as her second language, since it would an advantageous for her in future. Knowing that I was one of the teachers setting the Chinese O’ Level paper for the entire Singapore, this little conversation was for her to get some tips out of me.

‘You know I would rather get ratted out smoking than to risk my whole career right?’

‘Then I’ll make you a promise you can’t refuse.’

‘What? Sex? You know I can walk away anytime right?’

(her saying) ‘Try me then.’

She unbuttoned her shirt and removed her bra, shorts and panties, taking off her skirt to stand half-nude in front of me. I didn’t wait for anyone to walk in on us and headed for the lift, where she appeared next to me still naked waist down. When I saw how fearless she was to join me in the lift, I hit the button for the floor below us to end the joke.

Truthfully speaking, her figure was nothing less than perfect in that state. Long, naturally brown, flowing hair, pale, yellow complexion, cute, plump lips, never ending legs, I dragged her out of the elevator and brought her up a flight of stairs to put her clothes back on.

Before I could even sort her ball of clothes out, she sat on the floor and began masturbating while moaning out loud.

(me whispering) ‘HEY! SHHH!’

‘Not till you take your cock out.’

‘Fine fine!’

She went quieter as I undid my pants, to see her fingers wrap around my dick that was semi-erected. The hard on stiffened up to a few jerks of her hand, and she pulled me closer to her face with an open mouth. In an instant, my mind went blank as she slurped on me hungrily, swirling her long tongue round and round my little head.

I still couldn’t get the fact that she was naked out of my mind. So I helped her up and let her continue jerking me off while I put her skirt back on, buttoning her blouse so she looked ‘decent’ once again.

Michelle went to a wall and lifted her skirt to her waist, tucking my cock into her sweet, young pussy before she hopped into my arms.

(her whispering) ‘Fuck me J.’

I pinned her against the wall and thrust deep into her, savouring that mind-blowing tight hole in continuous wet strokes. Her body trembled non-stop as I hammered her faster and faster, hugging each other harder as she moaned her orgasm for me.

(her moaning) ‘I’m coming cher! I’mmmmm… cominnnngggg!’

She started peeing right between my legs and I used that incoming contractions to milk my own cock for its worth, swinging her lower half at my dick that pierced ever so deeply into her. Her splashing pee lasted for an eternity till I felt my balls blowing up and pulled out of her at the last thrust.

‘Cher, you’re cumming?’

‘Yeah.’

‘Where do you want to shoot?’

She spread her panties over her palm and squatted in front of me, pumping that swollen thick shaft at her mouth for the eruption that I sprayed into her dropped jaw, coating her tongue with my yummy semen till there was nothing left in me.

As she swallowed, she wiped me dry with her panties and left it inside my underwear when she pulled it over my groin, giving it a pat to make sure it stayed in place. Michelle and I then took a cab in her braless/ pantyless state, to get my notes I took when the group of teachers set the questions.

Since there were too much risks to give her a copy or bring those classified documents out, we organised 1-to-1 ‘tuition’ at my place, where we would be fucking before and after, apart from being nude all the time while in the confines of my house.

After Michelle credited me for her outstanding finals result, her parents hired me proper to continue coaching their daughter, at whosever house that was empty. Besides having a conducive environment, the ‘orgasmic’ factor is a must to achieve the maximum potential for information retention.

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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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Leaked Clip

‘Shane, is this you in the video?’

His science teacher, Ms. Lim, held her phone in his face and the video he took of his girlfriend touching his private part played to his horror. That clip was meant for just them to watch but it leaked out somehow, into the hands of his teacher that he knew couldn’t just do nothing.

‘Yes.’

‘How could you do this with Anna?! You know she will get you into trouble?’

‘Now I know.’

‘Not good enough. I only saw it when she was using her phone in class. Even if you two did that, you shouldn’t record such things!’

‘I’m sorry Ms. Lim.’

‘Come with me.’

The end, it seemed was coming when he walked behind her to wherever the higher-up she was going to report it to. When they reached the end of the classrooms, the empty science lab somehow made him felt better. Whoever she was looking for, that person wasn’t there.

‘Inside.’

Right. Of course she could get that person to the lab, it was the ideal location to discuss about his stupidness without too much unwanted attention. Shane went in and sat behind one of the desk, breaking out in cold sweat when he thought about the involvement of his parents. They would surely break his legs if they found out about it.

‘Stand near the demonstration table.

He watched hopeless at the fan she turned on and was giving her a half-interested face when she stepped up to him. Suddenly, she swung her palm back and landed a loud slap on his groin, squeezing whatever she grabbed so hard his toes raised him a feet higher.

‘Ms. Lim!’

‘You like to use it on innocent girls right?!’

‘No Ms. Lim! I won’t do it again. I promise!’

She pinched the hook of his pants and it came free immediately, fly coming down in a flash. Her hand dug its way into his underwear and her violence disappeared as randomly as it appeared. Shane could feel her fingers peeling his foreskin back to let it poke out, in her gentleness unlike before.

When it was sticking out of his underwear like a misplaced organ, she began stroking it to make him groan in obedience. Never had he expected things to take such a turn, and on top of that, to have an erection forced out of him.

After a minute or two of insensitive handjob, the grin on her face couldn’t be missed when he reached the size she saw in the video.

‘Sit on the floor.’

Right where he was standing, he bent his knees and slid to the ground, where he watched the panties came out from under her black, knee-length skirt. Red, lace. It even had a sticky strand when it reached her knees. As soon as it was off, her skirt went above her hips and she was squatting over his groin.

‘Have you had sex with her?’

‘No!’

‘Good.’

She used two fingers to split that shaven pussy apart and descended her wrath right over his cock. The irresistible shiver shook his legs as she planted her ass on his lap, ‘chewing’ his cock up with the excited twitches in her vagina. He was indeed as big as she saw and it got her moving in no time, bouncing up and down with her calves straightened on the ground, and grinding him when her thighs began to ache.

Shane was biting his forearm to keep himself quiet in the devastating rape, something that he was never prepared for in the first place. The slipperiness of her pussy, the overwhelming tightness that was squeezing his rod so hard, the entrance that milked him with every upward stroke, his mind was long in a trance.

‘Ms. Lim! I’m going to cum!’

‘What?’

She repositioned her feet to squat over him as he repeated his answer.

‘I am going to.. ‘

Her subsequent bounces swapped his words for groans when their hips slapped loudly, until he threw his arms around her waist suddenly. Her feet slipped right there and then, sealing his shaft in an unbelievable suction that got him convulsing in her chest.

‘Good good. Let it all out.’

His cock was pumping loads of cum into her when she used one hand to rub her clit to an orgasm, further emptying him of any sexual urges he was never supposed to let Anna get close to. The few minutes of silence in each others’ arms came to an end when she lifted herself away, giving him a treat through his weary eyes to watch his own cum dribble out, and over his cock.

‘Wear your pants back. And I’m deleting this.’

She wore her panties back as if nothing happened and he took a longer time to get dressed. Still in a state of confusion, he followed her out of the science lab and to a bench out in the open.

‘You will stay back whenever I want you to, and you will acknowledge all of my messages on WhatsApp. Understand?’

‘Yes Ms. Lim.’

‘You can go now.’

Anna and Shane broke up shortly after, and there was no other reasons than him lusting for a fantasy every student, or once-a-student, could only dream of.