Finally out of moderation, no more posting in parts!! Anyway, I hope that this thread and our stories will be able to entertain you throughout the day (and night). Not sure if it may be too slow moving, but I’ll get to the sexual bits soon enough (:
Feel free to leave comments and feedback! Any form of support will be greatly appreciated.
The Emancipation of Emily
Chapter 2 Final
J: Hey Emily… It was nice seeing you…! This is my number… Jacob
Me: Why do you type with so many dots?
J: Haha… habit =)
Me: Haha okay. Are you home yet?
J: Nope… I’m at Parkway Parade having lunch with the boys… You?”
Me: Right. I’m on my way home. The bus is extremely crowded”
J: Will you be free later? Wanna hang out? =)
Me: I can’t tonight. Already have dinner plans ):
J: After dinner?
We agreed to meet at 9.30pm. I was 15 minutes early and decided to buy a box of mints just in case…
I tossed a couple of mints into my mouth and hastily crushed them with my teeth as I rode up the elevator to meet him.
He was simply clad in a plain polo t-shirt and a pair of crisp bermudas.
J: Hey, you look really nice.
Me: You too
J: Haha liar. I’m sorry I’m in slippers, the alternative would be my soccer boots.
Me: Oh, you didn’t head home first?
J: Nope, lazy.
Me: Oh where do you stay?
J: XXX
Me: Oh wow, that’s far from school. Why did you decide to go to XJC then?
J: Haha, I’m not a student there. I only crashed your PAE.
Me: You’re kidding. Why would you do that?
J: Make friends. Find girlfriend.
He looked at me and laughed.
J: Haha, no lah. I’ll probably be going to poly. My coach knows the XJC soccer coach so he asked me to attend their tryouts during PAE, train with them and maybe I can appeal in when O level results come out. I know a couple of the DSA soccer boys, so they just asked me to crash your orientation.
That explained why I did not see him much in school.
Our conversation drifted off to the usual ice-breaking topics and before we knew it, time beckoned us into the cinema.
Quote:
Originally Posted by
InnocentStar
Another good thread to set up tent .
Thanks for the first comment! Hope the story has been up to your expectations so far
3rd camper here!
Although I would suggest separating them into 2 separate thread. If didn’t read carefully or want to read fast might get mixed up tho.
Anyway, just a suggestion ya.
Keep up!
Quote:
Originally Posted by
kittymae
Looking promising
Especially scanning e crowd for that one face..so reminiscent of my own JC days!
Thanks for the support! Read your thread too, share some experiences from your JC days. Non-sexual doesn’t matter
Quote:
Originally Posted by
Iluminati
3rd camper here!
Although I would suggest separating them into 2 separate thread. If didn’t read carefully or want to read fast might get mixed up tho.
Anyway, just a suggestion ya.
Keep up!
Haha, that was my idea in the first place too! But I conceded and we decided to just combine so we can garner twice the support
Maybe from now I’ll just put
EMILY
or
THOMAS
at the top in bold? Besides, really can’t go through moderation all over again, too tiring haha.
Thanks for the support anyway, will try to keep the thread as captivating as possible!
Quote:
Originally Posted by
Vulvacious
Thanks for the support! Read your thread too, share some experiences from your JC days. Non-sexual doesn’t matter
Why thanks! for dropping by & supporting
Haha, I can’t else it may be too obvious who I am
And it such along time ago too..so I really looking fwd to the development of this thread!
Came across this thread today, it’s definitely good to read. Please continue.
It’s uncommon to see 2 persons POV into 1 thread.
EMILY’S POV
Chapter 3
The reason why I cannot remember the title of the movie could possibly be because it just wasn’t as interesting as what was happening in reality.
10 minutes into the movie.
“Want a mint?” he asked.
I accepted and he deftly placed a mint in my mouth and brushed his fingers against my lips accidentally.
“Mm.. Soft lips,” He said. I turned to him and smiled.
20 minutes into the movie.
He placed his arm around my shoulders.
30 minutes into the movie.
His hand started stroking my cheek turning my head towards him.
“I want to kiss you,” he whispered hoarsely.
Wow that’s fast.
I thought.
His eyes had a sort of unfocused glaze in them as he looked at me. My heart skipped a beat and I swallowed.
“I’ve never french-kissed before,” I whispered back.
“It’s easy… Can I show you?”
I nodded and he slowly bridged the gap between our faces.
My heart was racing, my mind was going “finally, finally, finally…” The butterflies in my stomach were in a frenzy and I felt a stirring in my groin… Until I felt his tongue in my mouth.
I wish I could say mushy things like “And time didn’t matter anymore, because with his tongue in my mouth, I was invincible.”
But I’m not going to lie. I hated it.
In romance novels, they always preach that french-kissing comes naturally to you. They were lying. At least, it didn’t for me.
I used to be rather saliva-conscious and the copious amount of saliva exchange was simply too much for me.
I guess he could sense that I was in discomfort as he drew away. I was tossed between relief and disappointment.
“It’ll get better,” he smiled reassuringly and hugged me tighter.
He did not attempt to french kiss me again that night and I spent the remainder of the date wondering if he meant “You’ll get better” instead of “It’ll get better”.
THOMAS’ POV
Another brief but thoroughly thrilling encounter with Fiona was at a playground near my area.
It was late at night, and we were sitting inside one of those ’tubes’ at the playground and talking.
Suddenly, I saw a mischievous glint in her eye, and she asked me if I was horny. I was a little taken aback, but nonetheless I was curious to see where this was going.
She then proceeded to unzip my pants, and pulled out my unerected cock from my briefs.
Being exposed to the cold air, it hardened rapidly and soon reached its full size.
The next thing that happened was quite unexpected - she bent down and enveloped my cock into her warm mouth. I gasped at this unexpected development; I had never been given a blowjob before, and getting one in public was certainly not how I thought i’d receive my virgin blowjob experience.
She was as inexperienced as I was, and I could feel the teeth grazing across my uncircumcised cock, making me wince a couple of times. The awkward position we were in and my stiff jeans didn’t allow her to suck the entire length of my penis, but just the mere action of her warm and wet tongue sliding up and down the head of my dick made me shudder with pleasure.
I held her head to guide her as she perversely sucked my cock like a starving girl. Within 2 minutes I felt the pressure building up in my loins, and I told her that I’m gonna blow.
She lifted her head and started jacking me off furiously. The feeling of her soft fingers wrapped around my engorged cock was too much to bear, and it was only a matter of strokes before I ejaculated globs of white sticky sperm onto the walls of the playground tube.
After the throes of my orgasm subsided, she slowly removed her hand from my still throbbing and sticky pole. Some of my sperm had trickled onto her fingers, and she lifted it and smelt it. ‘wonder what it tastes like’ she remarked, before seductively sucking each and every one of her fingers.
She wiped the remaining spunk on the playground slide, and before we left the very contaminated playground, she whispered ‘I’m gonna masturbate myself with this hand later’.
EMILY’S POV
I can never fathom how the 16 year-old me had so much time and money to squander away on movies. But I guess all those hard-earned savings and time spent, not looking at the screens, but at each others’ faces were well-spent. I finally managed to elicit a “Wow! You’re getting really really good at this!” from him.
By this point in time, we had become a couple and were well into the second month of our relationship. Many would term this as the honeymoon stage of a relationship. Whatever it was called, I was certainly the happiest I’ve been in all my 16 years. However, at the peak, all it takes is a single push, to send us falling.
The push came in the form of our O levels results.
We had always known, deep down, that it would be really tough for us to carry on dating if we were not in the same school. Commitments in school would definitely make meeting up very trying in the long run.
4 years of studying for this mere piece of paper yet as I sat through the long speech made by the principal, all I could think of was not my results that I had put in so much effort for, but rather that of Jacob’s.
I heaved a sigh of relief when I checked my results and after replying the incessant text messages from concerned family members and meddlesome friends, I was disappointed to not have heard a word from Jacob.
I was contemplating texting him, when my phone rang. It was Jacob.
J: Hey, how did you do?
I gave him my L1R5.
J: Wow, so I guess you’ll be staying in XJC.
Me: Yeah, what about you?
J: 19
Me: Oh. You’ll be going to Y Poly right? That’s great then.
J: Oh please, you don’t know shit. Do you know with your grades, you will be the top student at my school? You’ve got looks, you’ve got grades, you’re up there, you will never know how I feel, I don’t need your words.
I was really taken aback. Jacob had never spoken to me that way before and I also never realised that beneath his confident disposition, he actually felt inferior (?) to me. I tried to reason out with him.
Me: No! I’m really happy for you. We both know you don’t like the sort of subjects offered in JC. So it’s good, isn’t it? That you’ll be studying something you have a passion for instead of simply wasting 2 years in JC. I have tons of friends going to poly too for the exact same reason, they just don’t want to waste 2 years when they can go straight into what they like.
J: Ya, and steal all our places in poly.
I started to say something but he cut me off.
J: My mom is calling now. Talk to you later. Bye
And he hung up.
I texted him twice with no replies.
When my third text failed to incite a reply from him, I decided that perhaps he needed some space. So I stopped trying to contact him.
It was only much later in the evening that I received a message from him.
J: Hey… I’m terribly sorry about what happened this afternoon. I know I’m not good enough for you and I was just really really afraid of losing you. You know all my “bros” I’ve met in XJC, they always tease me about you and tell me how lucky I am. But I know they aren’t joking. When I close my eyes, all I see is you back in XJC and I see those “friends” wooing you. How can I possibly compare with them? But I’m okay now, don’t worry =) I was talking to my mum and she was telling me to just take things as they come. If we’re meant to be, we’ll be and I don’t have to worry myself silly over it right now. She would love to meet you someday. I’m really sorry again about just now, it was just my fear and everything else consuming me and I’m very sorry for taking it out on you… I promise to make it up to you… if you let me. You’re right… Singapore is small. We’ll find a way =)
Me: Please don’t worry about it. I’m just so glad you’re okay. Yeah, your mum is right. We don’t have to worry about it now. I’d love to meet her someday too (:
J: How about tonight?
Me: ?
J: You can meet my mum tonight if you want. I’m out with my sec sch friends right now but they’ll be sleeping over at my place tonight. You can join too!
Me: Haha, it’s alright lah. I don’t want to intrude.
J: Just join us! There’ll be girls… It’ll be okay… My friends want to meet you too. It’ll make me really happy =)
Me: Are you sure your parents wouldn’t mind? I don’t have clothes to change into anyway. Maybe another day?
J: They’re really cool one… Don’t worry! You can wear my sister’s clothes. Just come okay? I’ll meet you at 8pm at XXX Station?
Me: Haha alright alright. I’ll just let my mum know.
After telling my mum that I’ll be sleeping over at Olivia’s tonight, I headed to meet J, thinking that it would just be an innocent overnight gathering since his friends would all be there.
Boy, was I so wrong.