who should i update about? Florence? Ms Huang? Her mother Sandy ? Or the younger sister?
I also noticed this hot girl staying 2 levels above me. Maybe I should try to snoop around and see if I can get into her house .
:d
Let me continue this interesting and immoral story.
Now not being satisfied with conquering and breaking the resistance of Ms Huang and her mother, I began looking at Ms Huang’s brother who was already 16 at that time while keeping my eye on the youngest sister who was 14. My memory is abit hazy about their ages but it is not that important.
Once in a while I would visit Sandy at her house. She still did not want to have sex with me so it was purely platonic. Despite knowing how she screwed and had a great time with all my indian friends, I did not force the issue. Changing someone’s mindset and corrupting a thoroughly decent person takes time.
Sandy became more comfortable with me and sometimes wore really revealing clothes. Yet when I tried to get closer, she would resist. Sometimes I get to kiss her on the lips, sometimes frenching or groping but that would be all. I did my best to assure her that what has happened to her was not her fault. Anyone could have succumbed to 5 hot bod young men with thick cocks. She was merely a victim of circumstances.
When I was inside her house, sometimes I would take the opportunity to visit her children’s room. I found out the nickname and email address of her only son. He watches porn just like any other guy. He loves milfs, normal for any growing young man and he loves busty girls. I was toying with the idea of having him seduce Sandy or vice versa. Some people dream, but I choose to make mine reality. A very wet reality .
Of course, the younger daughter’s room was also one i love to go into. Her small bras and cartoon printed underwear with her unique fragrance made them such appealing rub-icants. She is definitely one for the future.
So when I went home, I would go online and talk to the son. Let us call him Joe. Using a fake name, I chatted him up. I told him I am a lonely 42 year old married woman. I showed him pictures of myself I told from a “prettiest mother contest”. I asked about his fantasies. I showed him the incest porn collections I have. I encouraged him to look at his mum in a different way. Peer when she bends over, check out those curvaceous legs and tight butt. So on and so forth. It was thrilling work.
I also encouraged him to look at his two sisters in a different light. I told him to sniff at their bras and panties. To look into their shirt when a gap presents itself and to hug them and feel their sexy bodies whenever he wants.
I told him that being a lonely and sex craving woman, I just hope he can enjoy his youth and that it is perfectly normal for all guys to do that. Apparently a young 16 year old would have no discerning abilities to figure whether I am the real deal or not. Sometimes I would have him fantasizing about me so to give him that bit of carrot to continue talking to me.
I sometimes would give Sandy very sexy nightwear as a present so she can wear at home. I told her to exude her feminine charms because if she does not do it now, age is relentless and cruel, she would not have many years left. After all she has proven she can still cause the cocks of many young lads to enlarge and explode, so why hide all that talent?
So with that my plans were set in motion.
Hey bros, I am tired and horny. But to satisfy your sexual readesires, I decided to continue writing. Please please, just upz my points for the effort k! I take it as an encouragement. Hope to reach 200++ before my next post.
Let me deviate from our original protagonist and take a look at what is happening to Ms Florence, now knowing as Mrs Lee. What ever happened on her hens night remained a dark secret for all of us. The week before her marriage, she had been induced to have sex with 3 strangers by a mixtureof drugs and alcohol. She thought it was willing sex, as long as it makes her feel better.
Her story reminded me of this incident that happened many years ago and was shown on crime watch. A woman went drinking with her friend just before her wedding. Somehow the friend went missing or was away when she found herself alone when two local guys chatted her up and bought her drinks. She was soon very much drunk and they took her away and raped her. Leaving her by the road after the ordeal, she called her fiancé and they made a police report. When the police came, the female inspector recalled the victim crying and her fiance scolding her. What a mess. Eventually the guys were caught and justice was served.
Back to the story of Florence. She was teaching GP in a JC in the north. Being one of the hottest teachers in school. Her tall and slim body was further accentuated by her choice of tight office clothings that often made her the fantasy of every boy in school. Her breasts would be fully wrapped in those thin piece of shirt or blouse, so body hugging that the shape and size were fully replicated. She wore a black plastic spectacles that were simply suggestive of a dominatrix in the making.
To be continued
Florence got into deep trouble because of what I did. Despite her being an authoritarian, most of her students love her because of how good she is as a teacher. It helps that she is really hot. Somehow one of the strippers I hired that night found out where she teaches at and decides to confront her for more of the same sextisfying experience.
Lets call the guy Ken. Perhaps he remembered from that night that Florence is a teacher and looked up her details at the ministry of education website. It lists the email address and clearly the school is also included in the email address together with the name.
He began to stalk the school by waiting outside until he sees her. Because most of the time her husband picks her up from school, he has no chance to approach her. Yet like a wolf or lion hunting a deer, the wait and anticipation is of paramount importance.
The school usually have a security guard until 6 or 7 pm in the evening so entering the school was a bit of a risk. Ken began to work out a timetable of Florence, the days she will stay back in school till late and the days she goes home early. because school teachers are dependent on their timetables, their working hours tend to have a pattern.
What Ken wanted was just to tell Florence he would like to continue a relationship with her. I rejected him when he asked me for her contact so I guessed he decided to go ahead and find her himself.
It was a Wednesday night when Ken decided to enter the school. He already has an idea of how a JC operates and he knows that wednesdays are CCA days and teachers in charge might stay back till late, whether they are involved in the training or not. He also knew the classes Florence teaches and the CCA she is involved in. All from chatting to people from the JC through IRC.
The layout of the school was simple. The carpark is just where you enter the school and the principal’s office was at the first floor. The staff is directly on top. The phone to the staff room is just outside the staffroom and that was where he made the call to Florence.
Florence was clearly rattled when Ken identified himself. She had wanted no remnants of the memories that night. She wore a tight fitting lycra blue top with a beige skirt that showed off the curves of her hips and butt. Without much makeup her big eyes and stern lips will melt even the most ill disciplined student.
Despite her composure when faced with the most rebellious of students or demanding of parents, she clearly was shaken by the call from Ken.
Ken: Hi Ms Lee, do you still remember me? I am Ken. We met during your hen night. I have got a video that you might be interested in. I am outside your staffroom. I am here just to return you the tape and perhaps if you are kind enough, just walk down to the end of the corridor where the toilets are. I will be waiting for you outside the 4th level toilet.
Florence panicked. She thought about calling her husband or ignoring the call but she had to see what Ken has and no one else should know. She called me eventually and asked me for an advice. I was quite shocked to find out what has happened.
I thought if she refuses to see him, or calls security, he might just be angered into blurting out that I was the mastermind for that night of lust and lost reasons. If sex was what he wants, perhaps giving Florence to him again would not be such a bad idea. I told her Ken is mostly harmless after much thought. It should be alright to see what he is up to and she can just keep the phone on so I can listen in to their conversation.
I assured her that no harm will be done and she will let him know I am on the line and will call the police if anything goes wrong. I told her to message her husband to arrive at 9pm instead of the usual 8.30pm. So there is at least 1.5 hours of buffer time in case Ken runs into him.
So off she went to meet Ken. The sounds of her steps in the almost empty and deserted school corridor was almost erotic. I listened as she climbed the steps, heaving from the effort and from the fear of meeting someone with her dark secrets. The place where she earns the respect and love of our next generation was soon to become a place of darkness and uncontrolled lust, of humiliation and degradation.
I heard Ken speak to her first.
Ken: Hi Florence, still remember me? Thanks for agreeing to meet me. Such a nice place this school is.
Florence: What do you want?
Ken: You are getting a bit impatient. I can almost tell that you would be a stern teacher. You need to relax. After all that night you really did let your hair down with us. Take a look at these pictures.
I could hear Florence gasp.
Florence: You guys took videos and pictures? I was totally unaware of what was happening. Now I want you to hand over everything and not bother me anymore. If not I will report you to the police for blackmailing. My friend is on the phone now. If you try anything funny, he will call the police.
Ken : oh.. (he was surprised by the initiative and aggressiveness of Florence) Let me talk to him? Yeah … I will return you your stuff…
Ken took over the phone : hey man.. is that you on the line
ME: yes. you bastard, told you not to disturb her . Now do not rat me out. do whatever you want with her and leave the phone on ok. I want to hear the good stuff.
At that time, although my loyalties lie with Florence, my ass was in jeopardy and I couldnt risk antagonising Ken.
Me: Now you have about an hour before her husband comes. So make it quick. Do not implicate me ok! She is afraid of her husband finding out so make use of that .
Ken handed the phone back to Florence.
Ken: Yeah, i am totally sorry Florence.
Then all of a sudden he lunges forward and grabbed Florence with both arms. He dragged her into the female toilet and slammed the door behind him. He tried to cover her mouth as she attempts to scream and firmly placed himself on top of her.
I could hear the struggle through the phone and the sound of Florence falling to the ground being pinned down by him. The phone should be inside the pockets of Florence. It was not clear but but nonetheless easy to imagine what was going on.
Ken: now please cooperate. You wouldnt want your husband to find out right.
Florence: STOP IT ! Let me go! WHat are you doing!? nO! HELP! HELP!
Then the voice became muffled.
Ken: No one is going to hear you.
I hear the sound of clothes being forcefully removed. There was no tearing because the Lycra material made it hard to tear but easy to pull off. He was sucking on her face and breasts very soon. The bra he tore off relentlessly.
Florence was punching him in the face and pushing with all of her might to get him off her but to no avail. Ken could be heard fumbling with the zip of her skirt and finally pulling off the skirt together with the underwear.
Florence let out a really sad and horrified scream as she was stripped naked by this brute. She could not believe what was happening as the guy licked and sucked her face and breasts and even her pussy. It was such a sacred place that only her hubby was allowed to explore. This guy did it so hungrily and shamelessly.
His tongue flickered over her nipples, painting them moist with his saliva. He took in large mouthful of this young nubile teacher and gave his best at a love bite as a piece of remembrance. He grabbed her ass and played with them, forcing her ass crack open and inserted a finger in.
Then he inserted two fingers straight into Florence’s pussy which made her sob out loud in pain and fear. She tried to keep her legs closed but his arms were too strong. She wanted to scream for help, to alert anyone , simply any one in the school but the shock of the violation made her dumb.
I could hear the unbuckling of his pants and with a slick watery sound he was inside her.
Florence: No.. no no no… no.. get off me ! please.. please do not do this to me..sob.. sob.. NO!
Then all of a sudden, I heard someone kick open the door!
Ken was really stunned and Florence could be heard successfully pushing him out of her body. She screamed at the person who entered to help her and you could really imagine the relief she felt !
That person who entered was the disciplinary master ! Clearly he found something suspicious when he saw Ken loitering around the outside of the school and finally entering the school.
DM: What are you doing! Ms Lee are you ok?
He rushed forward and pushed Ken off her. Florence was sobbing uncontrollably and yet glad that the humiliation she suffered was over.
Ken regained his composure and in desperation thought of a most devious scheme. He shoved the picture of Florence having fun with the strippers on her hen’s night to the DM.
Ken: hey take a look at this. She is doing it willingly ok. I will let you have a piece of her after I am done . You help me keep watch ok?
The DM was clearly takenn by surprise at this proposition but soon lust took controlled of him as he nodded and without looking at Florence, walked out of the toilet. Florence was in a state of shock as she realized what was happening.
Ken wasted no time in grabbing Florence from behind and inserted his thick caucasian dick into her wet and trembling pussy. She cried out with every thrust of his cock as she was made to sit on him with her back to the front of his body. She was crying and shaking her head violently as she protested against his unholy desecration of her body.
His arms restrained her and groped her breasts depriving her of her freedom and humility as he went amok with lust. His every thrust is a culmination of the preying and stalking that took place over the past weeks. He went at her with a fervor only inspired by the desires that she incited in him. Her beautiful face and more than proportionate body turned him on to no end. he simply has to have her. To let her have a taste of the suffering of cravings that she has caused him.
He thrusted her deep and forceful. He mumbled in ecstasy as he reached the point of no return. He felt his lust building up and with each stimulation and engulfment of his cock with her pussy, it was coming to the fore. The disciplinary master was seen at the door peeking at the two of them engaged in studious copious. The teacher being taught her place as the weaker of the two gender. As the weak must serve the strong, as she must give to those who are depraved that she has in abundance: her beauty and body.
In the wildest dreams of the DM, he would not have imagined having a shot at one of the hottest teacher in school. Never would he know that despite her serious demeanor, beneath it lies the most sultry of temptress. Sometimes he would walk by her desk, looking at the most miserly of all cleavage as her body hugging dresses do not allow her flesh to be a free show for all. He would stare at her in lust sometimes while passing her class as she stood in front of everyone, explaining the difference between the political environment of USA and Singapore or the repercussions of the terrorist attacks on America.
Ken came and laid down in exhaustion as he finally freed Florence from the embedding of his cock. She was a total wreck as she was totally destroyed by this repulsive act. It was different from when she was high from the cocktail of drugs and alcohol. Free will was so important to the enjoyment of the body.
The DM walked over and consoled Florence.
DM: Ms Lee, are you alright? I am sorry.. but you are too hard for me to resist. Please understand..
He started kissing her gently on the face as if to soothe the hurt of what she has just gone through. Florence asked him through clenched teeth: How could you?
DM let his actions do the talking as he moulded the breasts that he craved for so much. He nibbled her Florence’s neck and collarbone, he was a lover in every touch and sense. Florence responded as this sudden change in the pace of the ravishment of her body left her confused and aroused. She moaned. She kissed him back.
They locked tongues and very soon the DM had all his clothes off as Florence took the initiative to attack him with her tongue. Maybe she was doing this to spite her original attacker. To let him know that she can be such a wonderful partner but never for him. She took the DM’s cock into her mouth. She licked and sucked it. She held it in her hands while she kissed and bit his nipples.
Florence then turned her back to him and went on all fours, imploring him to enter her from behind. He did so without a word. The thrusting was rhythmic and gentle. It was in pleasure that the DM closed his eyes and let the movement of their bodies guide him. She let out moans and whimpers and cries of lust. She wanted more and he gave her more.
DM: Ms Lee, did you ever thought about the consequences of your sexiness and tight clothes when you were teaching? Those young eyes of our boys feasting on your body, letting their imagination take them to what no GP essay could possibly induce them to. Flights of fantasy with you , using their hands as replacement for yours as they rub themselves to fulfilment, mistaking the porn star on their computer as your incarnation. I need you so much.
Florence: Yes .. yes.. I love to tease my boys. I love to make the girls jealous. I am proud of my body but only my husband can enjoy it because we are bounded by matrimony sacredness. I know I am being visually raped every moment and imaged of me follow them home to their bedroom where the most intimate occurs. I know and it turns me on. But i cannot cheat, i can only take satisfaction in the arousal my body causes. Just go faster and harder.. please.. i need it so much now…
With a thrust and a shove and both parties worked hard to ensure that the moment of satisfaction will belong to them both. Florence was totally in sync with the DM. He thrusted while she accepted. She advanced when he was making a retreat. They were such a sight to behold as her boobs swayed with each motion and her head tilted in pleasure. She bit her lips and cried out as he finally came, in turn bringing her to the heaven of pleasure simultaneously.
Sandy ah.. something more wicked is going to happen to her. I guess we are all destined for the fire cauldron eventually.
I began to talk to Joe online as I mentioned previously in my posts. Joe being a young hot blooded guy is easily impressed and as he sought answers regarding sexuality and adulthood, I was there to provide him with what he wanted to know.
I think he was 16 at that time, sitting for his Olevels. For those who cannot remember who Joe is, he is Sandy’s son. The purpose of establishing a connection with Joe is for me to get to his younger sister who is 14 at that time. Time flies and now she is already 21 this year.
Back to that time, I introduced porn to him. I showed him stories of incests and taboo from eroticas and films including the Taboo series featuring the very famous Kay Parker. At the same time, I encouraged Sandy to wear revealingly at home, telling her to appreciate her sexuality and feminine nature. After all, the saggins and wrinklings are beginning and if she still doesn’t flaunt what she has, it might be too late too soon.
I asked Joe about his fantasies and some of them included that of his mother and Ms Huang. Of course, his younger sister was still young and he is very protective of her. I instructed him to peep at them when they are bathing or just look into their shirts when the opportunity arises. After all, when there is free show at home for him why not take it"?
He began to notice the luscious cleavage of Sandy. He loved to hug his mother tight and feel that ample bosom squashed against his chest and he would grind slowly against her before releasing her. Joe loved to go swimming with Ms Huang and their younger sister. Sometimes he would linger around the changing room or just peep in from the adjacent room while Ms Huang was changing.
Something was definitely changing inside Joe.
He got fully hooked onto the idea of his mother as a milf when she agreed to coach him and his classmates dancing for their national day celebration. Sandy was a part time dance instructor before marriage and perhaps that could explain her shapely figure at the age of 40 something.
That was also when all his friends were introduced to Sandy and her beautiful body. Imagine the sight of your friend’s mother in a loose tshirt and skirt teaching you dance and actually having physical contact with you during the dance. All the guys had erections during the dance class.
Let me start at the beginning. It was in march when the school wanted the classes to form groups to perform for National Day. There was a selection committee and only the best could showcase their talents in front of the whole school. Some of the enthusiasts in the class promptly wanted to show what they could do for the school and hence volunteered.
Sandy was picking up Joe one day after school when she went to the hall and watched the guys practice. They were having a hard time thinking of what else to include in their choreograph when Sandy suggested a slick move. After which naturally they became harder. Some bright spark eventually asked her to coach them after she revealed she was a dance teacher before.
Sandy deliberated and agreed finally. Joe was mildly miffed that his mother would be happy that so many boys are showering her with their attention.
When the dance lessons officially started, many of the boys were really glad to have Sandy correct their posture because that would mean she will have to touch their arms or legs in order to get them in the correct position. Sometimes she will dance with them after classes because the atmosphere is just so fun.
Joe got really angry once when one of his friend who is quite a stud danced with Sandy. He started with some fast moves and not involving Sandy when Sandy sashayed around him. Then it got more and more intense as he put his arms around sandy’s waist and started to pull her closer to him. She was obliging and started to stick to him. As she was wearing a skirt, the grinding and movement hiked up her skirt and revealed her red panties. Those who paid attention were dumbstruck and their mouth watered.
The guy turned sandy around and pressed his body against her back as they swung side to side. His erection was painfully obvious to Sandy through his short and thin PE pants. He was almost dry fucking her at that time while the intense music continued around them. Sandy’s eyes were closed as they reveled in the hardness and heat radiating from her son’s friend’s cock. Her bum is a sensitive area and she just made sure his erection is firmly nestled between her ass crack and he swipes her butt crack with his erection with every move of the dance.
TBC
Hey bros! haha do up me if you guys have the power ! will really be grateful! Those who really hate my story, please vent your anger as well by commenting !
Any way Ms Florence is really a hot milf… or hot wife.. oh i miss her mouth
thanks bro! finally break the 200 barrier. wonder when will i break the 300… more recalling coming up. But maybe what i did was too much. haiz.
ok sorry ! my bad! i think it is true. not much use asking for points also. ok. shall continue the story this weekend. maybe even tonight