Love-Hate-Betrayal-Regret


    Chapter #101

    At work the next day, Christine could hardly concentrate.

    She was chilling in the staff room, going over teaching resources when she started having hot flashes. Her mind kept wandering. Images of her and Ben having hot, sweaty intercourse permeated the lines of prime numbers.

    She glanced at the wall clock. It was merely ten in the morning, and yet she ached for a cock inside her.

    She had a real problem.

    Somehow, Ben was not able to satisfy her sexual hunger anymore. It was simply not enough.

    Only four more hours before she was able to leave. Ben was probably still at work.

    She took out her mobile phone and texted her regular group of friends again.

    C: Clubbing tonight?

    As usual, she waited for replies that never came.

    She went for her last lesson for the day with an uncomfortable feeling in her nether regions. She was that horny. She did not know why but the mere thought of sex caused her panties to get wet.

    Was she really a sex addict?

    Upon reaching home, she immediately stripped down to her bra and panties while in the hallway. Either the weather was killing her, or the sexual frustration was getting to her.

    She marched straight to Ben’s room and flung the door open.

    She found Ben there, in front of his computer, stunned, with his cock in his hand.

    C: Perfect.

    She removed her panties and flung them aside and immediately straddled him.

    B: Woah.

    She slid in with a little difficulty as she was not completely wet, but it still went in.

    C: You have no idea how good this feels.

    Ben was a little cheesed off that his masturbation session had been interrupted.

    B: You sure this chair can take our weight?

    The flimsy plastic Ikea chair creaked under them.

    C: Fine.

    She got off, and went down on him, taking his rod into her mouth, making it wet.

    Ben reached forward and unhooked her bra, letting her large C cups spring free. He caressed them gently before lightly pinching her nipples.

    She released his cock with an audible slurp.

    C: I want you to fuck me as hard as you can, then I want you to cum in my mouth.

    B: Don’t I always?

    C: Just do it.

    She lay down on his mattress and spread her legs wide.

    C: Come here big boy. I’m waiting.

    It was an outright lie, as Ben was pretty averagely sized, not that Christine actually knew, having only had her ex boyfriend’s cock before.

    Ben did not need a second invitation. He climbed onto her and plunged in with ferocity. It actually hurt a little as she was still not totally aroused. But with each and every stroke, she could feel the wetness gathering, and Ben actually slipped out a couple of times.

    It was probably less than 5 minutes when she felt Ben slowing down.

    Christine pulled him closer and whispered into his ear.

    C: Faster. Harder.

    Ben gave a couple more hard thrusts.

    B: I can’t! About to cum!

    C: In my mouth now!

    Ben pulled out and squatted over Christine, wanking himself to completion. She pushed his hands away and took hold of his cock, pumping hard while licking the head.

    B: Ahhh…

    The first shot caught her unaware and landed on her forehead and hair, she felt it trickle down into her eye. Squeezing them shut, she went in blind and took him in her mouth, sucking hard while massaging his balls.

    B: Oh shit. Stop!

    She ignored him and continued sucking. Ben felt his thighs trembling as wave after wave of semen erupted from his deflating penis and into Christine’s mouth.

    He felt his calves cramping up and tried to push Christine away but she was intent on sucking him dry.

    When he finally emptied his load, she sat up and pushed her breasts together, letting the semen dribble out of her mouth and into her cleavage.

    Ben’s eyes widened.

    B: Wow.

    C: And that’s just what I didn’t swallow.

    Ben watched as his thick man juice flowed down her body. She licked her lips seductively. He felt himself twitching.

    Christine lay back down.

    C: Fuck me again. Any way you want to.

    Ben did not need a second invitation.

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    Chapter #102

    Alex finished the first can of Red Bull in the five minutes or so that Karen’s mouth was on his cock.

    K: This is probably the biggest cock I’ve ever sucked. How is it possible you’re still a virgin? Didn’t you want to make full use of it?

    A: I don’t compare cock sizes. So how am I supposed to know if I’m big, small or average?

    K: Hmmm. Good point. Well, I’m telling you it’s bigger than average.

    A: And what is average?

    K: Around 4-5 inches?

    A: How do you know all this?

    K: I’ve had lots of cock.

    A: What?

    K: Kidding…. the manufacturer of the condoms you bought conducts surveys on this kinda thing.

    A: They measure cock sizes? So they can make custom fit condoms?

    K: HAHAHAHAHA! It’s more of a sexual health survey.

    A: Oh.

    K: I’m really starting to think you’re a virgin.

    She grabbed his pole with both hands and wanked him slowly.

    A: And why wouldn’t I be one?

    K: I don’t know. Cute guy, hot body, huge cock. Girls must be queuing up to be with you.

    She teased his head with her tongue, swirling it around, giving him occasionally light sucks.

    A: They don’t know I have a big cock. I don’t even think I have a big cock.

    K: Well, to me it’s huge. And….

    She reached between her legs, inserted a finger, withdrew it and showed it to him.

    K: I’m wet just thinking about it inside me.

    She traced her juiced finger around his lips. He took it into his mouth, tasting her juices.

    A: It tastes…. sweet…

    K: I’m pretty sure that’s the Red Bull.

    A: Oh.

    She went back down on his cock, caressing his balls while bobbing her head up and down his erect pole, trying unsuccessfully to deep throat him.

    K: Hey. Do you prefer her blow jobs or mine?

    A: Who?

    K: Who else has given you blow jobs before? Track and field girl?

    Alex recalled the blow jobs Jane had given him, especially the one in hospital. Then Brenda’s. He twitched.

    K: Something tells me you’re thinking about another girl while your cock is in my mouth.

    Alex was sure she could not see him blush.

    A: Well, you did ask.

    K: And?

    A: I can’t really tell the difference. Don’t have much experience.

    K: Well, she made you cum at the staircase pretty quickly.

    A: Yeah, I was surprised too. Cos she sucked me in the gym before training.

    K: Wow.

    A: Ok. That sounds really bad. Like I’m some pervert.

    K: Oh no. You’re normal. I’m just thinking how hard you are now, and the fact that you already came twice today. I’m in for a very sextifying session.

    A: Erm. I’m a virgin.

    K: You don’t want to fuck me?

    A: I would like to think I want to keep my promise to Jane.

    Karen wanked him slowly, dribbling her saliva onto his tool, lubricating it even more.

    K: You sure?

    A: Well… I don’t know. She seems pissed with me or something.

    K: Keep talking. I’ll listen. While enjoying this prime specimen of cock.

    A: I haven’t really seen her in months, haven’t talked to her. I don’t know… WOAH!

    Karen had executed the maneuver known as the “twister”.

    K: You liked that?

    A: It’s different.

    She did it again.

    A: Shittt…. stop stop. You’re making me want to cum.

    K: And how is that a bad thing?

    A: Because I want to pleasure you too.

    K: Fuck me with that huge cock of yours then.

    A: Erm. Can I try other ways?

    K: Like what?

    A: Can I eat your pussy?

    K: Haha! You sure you know how to?

    A: I watch a lot of porn.

    K: I bet you masturbate a lot too.

    A: I guess I do.

    Karen sat up and pulled Alex towards her. They kissed.

    While it was not totally unexpected, Alex was getting extremely turned on. Karen was devouring him hungrily. The way her tongue moved around his mouth, teasing his tongue and his lips was arousing him a lot. It did not help that her hands were on his cock at the same time, stroking him hard. He felt pre-cum leaking out.

    He moved down slowly, kissing her neck gently before trailing his tongue upwards towards her earlobe, nibbling it before exhaling into her ear.

    She moaned.

    K: Oh god….. how did you know that’s my sensitive spot?

    He ignored her and moved over to the other side, repeating the process before heading southwards to her collarbone.

    He cupped her A cups and squeezed gently, kissing around it and trailing his tongue around her areola.

    She grabbed his hair and moaned louder. She wished he would hurry up and just stick his dick into her. Where were the damn condoms? Or she should probably just rape him raw. She very much preferred the raw feeling of his cock inside her, the foreskin pulling back as it rubbed against her vaginal walls.

    He moved down slowly, kissing her ribcage, her toned abs. She automatically spread her legs wide, revealing a trimmed bush. He ignored it and went further down, kissing her toned thighs and calves. She wanted so much force his face where it was supposed to be. But his gentle style was also turning her on greatly.

    By the time Alex finally got to her pussy, Karen was already delirious.

    He licked along her labia before spreading them with his fingers. He slowly inserted his finger. It slid in easily. He felt her pussy clench around it. He flicked upwards with his tongue, his other hand finding the clirotal hood and pulling it back gently.

    He got down to business, licking, flicking, sucking and fingering, as her moans echoed throughout the house.

    Pornography was his teacher and this was his final examination.

    Just how well would he fare?

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    Chapter #103

    Christine showered and got dressed in her favourite little black dress. Any more lower cut and higher up, she was sure she would be arrested for gross indecency. Not that the male clubbers would mind anyway.

    Ben stared at her.

    B: Where are you going?

    C: Clubbing.

    B: Why? And it’s Monday, no one is there.

    C: So? Maybe I just go to dance and drink?

    B: Oh.

    C: You wanna come?

    B: I don’t dance.

    C: Too bad then.

    B: Be careful ok?

    C: Haha! Ben, you’re not my boyfriend. You don’t need to be so concerned about me. Besides, I’m like your older sister.

    B: Oh god. You’re not. That’s like incest.

    C: You silly boy.

    She ruffled his hair.

    B: I’m perfectly happy with this arrangement you know?

    C: So am I.

    But deep inside, both of them were wishing there were either more cocks, or pussies, to go around.

    B: Hang on.

    He went into Christine’s room and came out with a shawl.

    B: You’ll be cold.

    The second she touched it, she felt a strange sensation in her chest. Ben actually cared about her, and not just her body.

    C: Thanks.

    B: Don’t stay out too late. You have to work tomorrow.

    C: Yes daddy.

    Ben laughed.

    B: Daddy will punish you if you don’t behave.

    Christine smiled.

    C: I’m sure you will.

    She managed to hail a taxi and reached the club just slightly after 9. As expected, it was close to empty.

    J: Ms Tan!

    C: Jane? What are you doing here?

    J: Oh it’s my council senior’s birthday.

    C: Oh you’re in council? Good for you! But it’s a school day.

    J: Awww Ms. Tan, my common test results are fine. It’s technically the first day of school.

    C: Could you call me Christine instead? Ms. Tan makes me feel a little too old.

    J: Sure Christine. Come, let me introduce you to my classmates.

    Jane took Christine by the hand and literally dragged her towards a table in the corner. Christine saw a couple of girls who were all dressed to kill, a way to many jugs of alcohol on the table.

    J: Hey gang! This is Christine.

    Christine waved shyly. She felt a little inferior. These girls were hot. She was much older and probably less appealing to the crowd. She sat down with them. Jane offered her a drink.

    J: So why are you here?

    C: I need to unwind.

    J: Just drinks?

    Jane leaned over and whispered into Christine’s ear.

    J: See those guys there? Horny NSFs on block leave.

    She pointed over to a group of well-built guys with really short hair. Christine gulped her drink down in one mouthful.

    C: Erm. I’m not into that.

    But as she said that, she could feel the moisture gathering.

    J: Oh? You’re looking very sexy tonight.

    C: I am? Thanks I guess.

    J: Come on Christine. You’re a sexy lady. Those guys would be queuing up to get your number.

    C: Er Jane?

    J: Yeah?

    C: Just how much did you have to drink?

    J: Wayyyy too much. Haha.

    C: You might want to take it easy.

    J: I’ll be fine.

    C: I need some fresh air. I think I drank too fast.

    J: Me too.

    The girls got up and exited the club. Jane retrieved a small pack from her clutch.

    C: You smoke???

    J: Only when I club.

    C: What did your parents say?

    Jane lit the stick.

    J: Doesn’t matter what they think. I’ve always been a wild child anyway.

    C: What about Alex?

    J: What about him?

    C: Weren’t you guys close?

    J: We were. But we sort of drifted apart after Grace’s incident.

    C: And? But you weren’t together right?

    J: Not really. But he was perfect for me. I wanted him so badly. I even saved myself for him. And he left just like that.

    Jane felt the tears rolling down her cheeks.

    Christine was at a loss now.

    C: Why don’t you two just have a good chat?

    J: I don’t know what I’ll say or do if I see him.

    C: Isn’t he in the same school as you? I heard he did pretty well for his O’s.

    J: Good for him. But I don’t really care anymore. I don’t want to go through this kind of hurt anymore.

    C: Jane, he wasn’t even your boyfriend.

    J: I pinned too much hope on something that wasn’t there.

    Jane tried to wipe the tears but ended up smearing her mascara.

    Christine pulled her in for a hug, patting her head.

    C: There there. You’ll be fine.

    J: I loved him. I think I still do. But…

    C: You’re still young. Give yourself a chance.

    J: I don’t know.

    C: Things take time.

    Jane pulled back slightly. She looked Christine in the eye.

    J: Ms Tan, you’re really the best teacher I ever had.

    C: It’s my job.

    Jane placed her hands on Christine’s face and planted her lips on hers, parting them with her tongue. Christine was shocked but found her heart racing. Proverbial sparks flew when their tongues touched.

    As suddenly as it happened, it stopped, and Jane walked back into the club leaving Christine standing there, her chest still pounding from the excitement of her first ever french kiss with another female.

    C: Oh god. Why did I get wet from that?

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    Chapter #104

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    BMW69

    Great update haha. Wish I have the time to update mine as well ><

    Update from your phone.

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    Chapter #105

    K: Please Alex…. don’t torture me like this. I want it inside me… please…

    Alex looked up.

    A: Am I doing it wrongly?

    K: No. It’s good. Very good. You’re making me too horny…

    A: Oh. Ok.

    He went back down, causing Karen to squirm and moan even more.

    K: Argh… you evil fuck… don’t do this…. stop….

    Alex did as he was told.

    A: You don’t like it?

    K: Please Alex. Just fuck me. Please.

    A: Nah. This is quite fun. I didn’t think eating pussy was this enjoyable.

    K: Alex you sick fuck.

    He ignored her again and carried on with business.

    Karen wanted to pull her hair out in frustration. No one had licked or fingered her this well before. And no one had refused to fuck her before. Not when they were both naked and horny as hell. So what was wrong with Alex?

    K: Please…..

    Alex continued to work on her sensitive bits with his magic fingers and tongue.

    Karen tried her best to resist but failed miserably. The lower half of her body was convulsing so violently, and she had no idea if she was moaning or praying to the gods of sex for that sweet sexual release to come quickly.

    With one final scream, she felt that amazing feeling of relief as she released a stream of ejaculate. It caught Alex by surprise. He had wrongly assumed that only porn stars could squirt.

    K: FUCK YOU ALEX! STOP TORTURING ME!

    But he chose to ignore her yet again, forcefully fingering and tonguing her what was now extremely sensitive pussy. Karen screamed and tugged at his hair and came even harder, the streams of warm liquid flowing down Alex’s chin. Then she stopped, and lay silently on the couch, trying hard to catch her breath.

    K: You fucking asshole. I want to rape you now.

    Alex stood up and wiped his mouth with tissue.

    A: Did I not satisfy you?

    Karen still could not move. She tried to stand up by feel back down, the almost-forgotten feeling of jelly-legs plastering her firmly onto the sofa.

    K: I don’t know how you did that. But I believe you’re lying when you say you’re a virgin.

    A: I am. I’ve only gotten blowjobs and handjobs before.

    K: You’re just saying that so you can fuck me raw. Right?

    A: Haha. I’m not that kind of guy.

    K: What kind of guy are you then?

    A: I have no idea.

    K: I want you inside me so badly. And yet, I’m already spent. From oral sex. What the fuck.

    A: You smoke too much.

    K: Oh please. That has got nothing to do with my sexual stamina.

    A: I’m pretty sure it does.

    K: Whatever.

    Karen closed her eyes. She absent-mindedly grabbed her own boobs. They had swelled up a little, despite the lack of stimulation up there.

    K: Alex, I don’t know how you did that, but I’ve never been this satisfied before.

    A: I guess I watch too much porn?

    K: Porn won’t show you exactly how to do it.

    A: I guess I’m gifted then.

    K: Definitely. So are you going to fuck me or not?

    A: Nope. I intend to keep my promise to Jane.

    K: Seriously?

    A: Yup. Besides, it’s getting late. There’s school tomorrow.

    K: You wanna stay over? We could cuddle to sleep.

    A: Nah. I should be going home.

    K: You’re one of the biggest idiots I have ever met.

    A: I know.

    K: Seriously, no one would turn down sex. This Jane must be really special to you.

    A: She is.

    K: Then why aren’t you with her?

    A: Things happened. You know the story.

    K: Fix it then. Fix it before it’s too late

    A: I tried. She won’t take my calls.

    Karen sat up and looked him in the eye.

    K: Nothing is impossible. Except maybe trying to get you to stick your dick into me, or any other girl for that matter. If Jane is so important to you, then make her yours. Don’t wait, don’t be afraid to fail, and don’t be afraid to get hurt. Otherwise, you’ll only be stopping yourself from having a relationship with anyone else, whether it’s purely sexual or otherwise.

    A: I’ll try to find her in school.

    K: Please do. And Alex?

    A: Yeah?

    K: I really don’t mind this happening again.

    A: This?

    K: Erm. Never mind.

    A: I’ll think about it.

    He turned to leave.

    K: Aren’t you forgetting something?

    A: What?

    She pointed to the 7-11 plastic bag.

    A: Could I leave it here?

    K: Does that mean you’ll be back to use them with me?

    A: Erm, that’s not a promise.

    K: Haha. Kidding. Don’t blame me if I use them.

    A: Why would I?

    K: Never mind. Virgin.

    A: Haha. Proud to be one.

    She saw him out and watched as he trudged along the corridor.

    One day, he would definitely make his chosen girl very happy in bed. He had already showed his skills. Too bad he did not have the heart to go all the way.

    He was definitely a keeper. Too bad his heart and mind, and virginity belonged to Jane.

    Karen hoped that somehow, Jane felt the same way too. Otherwise Alex would get hurt. And that was something she did not want to happen.

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    Chapter #106

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    curiouslala

    oh my.. oh my..

    its really makes me wonder whether the writer is a sex god too..

    Keep wondering….

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    Originally Posted by

    0oSkylineo0

    surprisingly, im so attracted to this story not due the the sexual content, but im so curious that did jane n alex end of the day did they get together… i really cant wait for that!!

    Hmm… I’ll think about it.

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    Chapter #107

    Christine wandered back into the club, wondering what the kiss was all about. She saw Jane already getting down on the dance floor, grinding to the beat, against another figure.

    Christine went back to the table to get another drink. Only another one of Jane’s friends was there, presumably just there to watch the bags, or too stoned/high to dance. Christine watched the group of NSFs at the next table, subconsciously licking her lips at the prospect at any one of them, maybe two, or even three, hooking up with her.

    Her fantasy was disrupted as she heard wolf whistles and muted cheering from the NSF table as she gulped down her third glass for the night. They seemed very entertained by what was happening on the dancefloor.

    She slowly traversed her vision over and lo and behold, she caught sight of Jane being caressed all over by her partner while she was grinding. To Christine, that was a pretty common sight once the alcohol kicked in, and tensions were let loose on the dance floor. And yet, something was not right with the picture.

    She squinted to get a better look in the dim club lighting. She recognized Jane as after all, she was her ex-student, and she would have been familiar to her even at a distance away.

    What really caught her attention was Jane’s partner, dressed in skin-tight jeans and what looked like a spaghetti camisole top, her slender arms and petite hands ran along Jane’s curvy body, down the sides, along her ass, back up, to almost cupping her breasts.

    Christine inhaled deeply, and memories of Jane’s deep kiss came flashing through her mind.

    She kissed a girl, and she liked it.

    And this girl was now on the dance floor with another girl, dancing as though it was the last dance of their lives. Sexing up the dance floor and contributing more heat to an already pretty steamy atmosphere.

    A slight tinge of jealousy overcame her. Why was it that she appeared to be the only one not having fun?

    She downed her fourth cup and stood up, adjusting her dress, pushing her large assets together. She walked over to the NSF table and grabbed one of them by the hand and dragged him to the dancefloor. He was tall, tanned and appeared very toned. He was dressed in jeans and a tight fitting black tshirt.

    Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was just pure horniness that Ben had unlocked within her. In a matter of minutes, Christine was grinding and rubbing herself onto him. He appeared stunned, and slightly embarrassed at the attention he was getting, along with the dropped jaws and wide-eyed stares that his camp mates were giving him.

    Christine was a little disappointed though. While she could feel some semblance of an erection straining against his jeans, and making contact with her fleshy ass every time she rubbed against him, the poor guy obviously did not know what to do. She even had to direct his hands to caress her body, but he was way too timid, and stopped short of fondling her breasts.

    She turned around and pressed herself against him, feeling his toned arms and chest, moving further south towards his abs.

    She did not know why, but this was what she expected Alex’s body to be like. And it made her even hornier.

    She leaned towards him.

    C: I’m Christine.

    She literally had to shout over the thumping bass.

    NSF: I’m Sam.

    C: Nice to meet you Sam.

    She squeezed his ass.

    C: That’s nice and firm.

    Sam became a little bit bolder, running his hands up her sides and cupping her breasts.

    Christine inhaled deeply. While bold, Sam had a gentle touch, and took great care not to attract a sexual harrassment or molest lawsuit.

    She grabbed the belt loops of his jeans and pulled him towards her.

    C: You’re coming with me.

    S: Yes, madam!

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    Chapter #108

    It was definitely a very interesting first day of school for Alex. Not only had he joined the track and field team, he had also unwittingly secured a minimum of two sex partners, even if it was restricted to oral sex.

    However, Jane was still on his mind. He wanted to talk to her. But it seemed that she was avoiding him. Or perhaps it was that time of the month?

    He showered again before sleeping, smiling to himself. Somehow, despite being a virgin, he had proven that he had some skills.

    The next day, he was up bright and early, and took a slower than usual walk to the bus stop. Not surprisingly, he met Karen on the way there.

    K: Morning.

    A: Hey. How’s everything?

    K: I want to kill you. I couldn’t sleep.

    A: What? Why?

    K: I didn’t get fucked..

    A: Oh. Well. You know my stand.

    K: Yeah. It’s killing me. The anticipation I mean. The way you ate me… wow. I really wonder what sex is like with you.

    A: Haha. Probably not very good.

    Karen grabbed his hand.

    K: I really really wanna try.

    A: You want to get fucked by a virgin? What if I cum within seconds?

    K: Then I’ll make you hard, and we’ll try again.

    A: How will you make me hard?

    K: Stop teasing me. You know how. Don’t make me wet when the school day hasn’t even started.

    A: I didn’t mean to.

    K: I still don’t believe you’re a virgin.

    A: I don’t wish to prove anything to anyone.

    An awkward silence followed. Thankfully, their bus arrived and they boarded it to get to school.

    Throughout class, Alex kept thinking about Jane. He needed to find her, to talk to her about their situation.

    Karen wisely kept her distance, preferring not to get turned on by the mere proximity of Alex.

    As it by pure chance or fate, as Alex was dreamily stoning out the window, he saw Jane sashaying past the corridor. He immediately stood up, intent on following her.

    Teacher: Alex, is anything the matter?

    A: I errr, need to go to the toilet.

    T: Go.

    Alex hurried out of the class, Karen watched as he nearly tripped over his own feet.

    She more or less figured what he intended to do. Deep inside her, she felt a crushing sense of defeat. It was not as though she liked him or anything. But she did feel connected to him in some way.

    Out in the corridor, Alex caught sight of Jane enter the female washroom. He stood outside at the common area and waited for her.

    A couple of minutes later, Jane exited with her classmate.

    Classmate: Jane, that hot guy is staring at us.

    J: Ignore him. He’s a creep.

    Classmate: You know him?

    J: I wish I never did.

    Jane walked off.

    A: Jane, I need to talk to you.

    He grabbed her hand.

    J: Fuck off Alex.

    She shrugged him off and strode back to her class.

    Her classmate stepped forward.

    Classmate: Alex right? I’m Natasha.

    She extended her hand.

    A: Hi.

    He did not take her hand but instead entered the male washroom

    Natasha appeared disappointed and headed back to class.

    Karen watched the entire scene from the corridor.

    She watched as Jane totally ignored Alex.

    A smile formed at the corner of her mouth.

    She was dead sure now that she was going to be the one to pop his cherry.

    And the mere thought of that was making her wet.

    Alex trudged back to class in a daze.

    Karen stared wistfully at him. Or perhaps it was lustfully.

    After class, she went up to him and nudged him.

    K: You ok?

    A: Yeah.

    K: You’ve been in a daze since you came back.

    A: I’m fine.

    K: Come on Alex. I’m a girl. I can sense these things.

    Alex stopped and turned to face Karen.

    A: I’m skipping school. Come with me?

    K: Where?

    A: I don’t know. Just go?

    K: Ok.

    They calmly walked along the corridor and past the general office towards the school gates.

    There was no turning back.

    Karen felt her heart pounding as they crossed the road.

    K: Wait wait. Let’s go up the block.

    A: What for? I’m not suicidal.

    K: Not saying you are. I just need to smoke. Never cut class like this before. A little nervous.

    A: Oh.

    They took the lift to the 10th floor and headed to the staircase landing.

    Karen took out her sticks and lit one, taking a long drag, hoping it would calm her nerves.

    A: May I have one?

    Karen nearly choked.

    K: Say what?

    A: A cigarette. May I have a cigarette?

    Karen looked at him dubiously but passed him a stick anyway.

    K: Suck in while lighting it. Let the smoke enter your lungs.

    Alex did as he was told and immediately choked. He started coughing uncontrollably. Karen tried not to laugh.

    Alex refused to give up and took a couple more puffs, finally getting it almost right. He felt a little dizzy as the first real waves of nicotine entered his bloodstream. He sat down.

    K: Woah. Take it easy. Virgin.

    She smirked at him.

    A: Yeah yeah. Virgin. You want my other virginity?

    Karen stopped and stared at him.

    She hoped it was not a trick question.

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    Chapter #109

    Christine literally dragged the poor NSF out the club and quickly flagged a taxi to head back to her place. She wanted him so badly, and she blamed Ben for it. Their frequent sex sessions had increased her sex drive to insatiable levels, and now, even Ben himself was not enough to satisfy her cravings for cock.

    Her heart was racing all the way back to her place. Sam looked extremely high but cognizant of his surroundings.

    She was already mentally undressing him, imagining what his toned body would be like.

    Sam on the other hand, could not believe his luck. While he was relatively skilled at picking up girls from clubs, none of them had the body of Christine. He could not wait to plant his mouth on those huge tits of hers. He wondered if she was clean shaven as he always wanted to perform cunninlingus on an older lady. His previous attempts at such were often met by disapproval or displeasure. But that was to be expected as his previous flings were all younger girls who probably weren’t as well-schooled in the art of sex.

    Upon reaching home, Christine literally flung the door open and pushed Sam in.

    S: Woah. Slow down.

    C: Sit down on the couch and shut the fuck up!

    Sam got a shock. What was he in for? Was she going to put on a leather corset and produce a whip?

    Ben’s room door opened.

    B: Christine! What the fuck?

    C: Shut up Ben. You either join us, or go to you room.

    S: You have a boyfriend? I think I better leave.

    Sam stood up but was pushed down by Christine.

    C: He’s just my tenant and fuck buddy. Do you want this or not?

    S: Erm.

    Christine knelt between is legs and unbuckled his belt and jeans, pulling them down along with his briefs. Out sprang the smallest cock she had ever seen. It was probably half the size of her thumb. She tried hard to recall what it felt like when she was grinding him. She smiled at him in a vain attempt to hide her disappointment.

    B: Seriously Christine? A threesome? With some guy you picked up at the club?

    Christine ignored him and immediately wrapped her lips around the sorry excuse for a manhood.

    S: Oh yes. Just like that.

    Sam pushed her head down, forcing her to take his entire cock into her mouth. He was so small that she could even lick his balls.

    B: There better be a threesome with two girls next time you slut.

    Christine released Sam’s cock and stared at him.

    C: What the fuck did you say? Come here and drop your pants!

    Ben did as he was told. He glanced over at Sam’s nether regions and tried to hold back a smile. At least he was way bigger than him, flaccid at least.

    Christine grabbed Ben’s cock and stroked it lightly, feeling it grow.

    Now that’s a proper cock, she thought to herself.

    She gave him a couple licks and then swallowed it fully, letting his dickhead choke her a little. He was fully hard. She gagged slightly before releasing him with an audible slurp.

    She turned her attention back to Sam as Ben moved the coffee table out of the way.

    Using her thumb and forefinger, she teased Sam’s sleeping member, using his precum as lubricant.

    Ben flipped up her dress and pushed her thong aside, rubbing his dickhead along her labia.

    Christine moaned as Ben slid in. She was already wet from teasing the two boys.

    She went back down to Sam’s cock and received the shock of her life.

    C: OHMYGOD.

    Sam’s micro penis had somehow expanded in length and thickness. In her hand now, Christine was holding on to the thickest cock she had ever seen. Length-wise, she guessed he was comparable to Ben. But the thickness was unbelievable.

    Sam smiled at her.

    S: Yeah baby, you picked the right guy. Now suck me well.

    It was Christine’s turn to be subservient and she licked his thick bratwurst with aplomb. She wondered what it would be like inside her. Meanwhile, Ben was banging her as hard as he could given the limited space to move.

    C: Do you have protection?

    S: Yeah.

    Ben pulled out and spanked Christine hard. She gave out a surprised yelp.

    Sam got out of his jeans and took out a condom from his wallet. He also removed his tshirt.

    Christine marvelled at his body and promised herself that one day, she would definitely get Alex to fuck her. Otherwise, she would just drug and rape him.

    Sam capped himself and pulled Christine towards him, positioning for entry. She felt her pussy being stretched as she lowered herself. She wondered if there were penile pumps available to get her regular sex partner to the same thickness

    Ben got up onto the couch as well and waved his dick in her face.

    B: Suck me clean you slut.

    C: Stop calling me that.

    But deep inside she did indeed feel like one. An extremely horny one.

    She took his tool which was coated with her dried pussy juice and licked it clean before taking it into her mouth. He grabbed her head and forced it deeper gagging her. Christine did not know if she should choke or moan. Sam grabbed her tits from behind and squeezed them hard. Christine was already exploding from all the different pleasurable sensations.

    Then it struck her.

    C: Ben, get the lube.

    B: Huh? Ok.

    Ben returned swiftly with the lube and he found that Christine had already dismounted Sam.

    C: Let’s go to the room.

    The two boys obediently followed, as Christine led them to her bedroom, each hand holding on to a dick.

    C: Sam, how comfortable are you to fuck me raw?

    S: Erm. I don’t mind.

    C: Excellent.

    She literally ripped off the condom.

    C: Ben, you take my ass ok?

    B: Whatever, slut.

    Christine pushed Sam down onto the bed and went down on him again, sucking him to ensure he was hard and well-lubricated, but it did not matter anyway, she was still dripping wet. She straddled him again and slid him in, enjoying the thickness as he penetrated her raw. She really loved the feeling of skin on skin.

    Once he was fully in, she leaned forward, thrusting her chest towards Sam, much to his delight. He grabbed one and suckled on it like a baby. Ben got up behind her and liberally applied the lube to her other hole. Christine gasped a little as the cool gel was smeared. Ben gently inserted a lube-coated finger in.

    C: I want your cock not your finger!

    Ben placed it at the entrance and pushed slowly. Strangely, the amount of lube did not help much and he penetrated her pussy instead, while Sam’s cock was still inside.

    B: Fuck.

    S: That’s damn weird.

    C: OH MY GOD DON’T STOP!!!!

    B: Hell no. No way am I rubbing my cock against his.

    Ben quickly withdrew and probed her anal region again, finally getting the head in, and waited for her rectal muscles to relax before pushing further.

    C: FUCK YES!

    They slowly thrust into her with slow measured strokes, letting her feel every little bit of their motions. Christine grabbed the sheets and nearly ripped them off the mattress. This was totally unlike having both holes filled with a cock and a dildo.

    Both Sam and Ben could feel the contractions in Christine’s nether regions. Christine was slowly being driven insane by her two cocks.

    After ten minutes or so, Sam felt the familiar urge.

    S: Shit. I’m about to cum.

    B: Me too.

    Christine did not and could not reply. She had lost track of the number of orgasmns she had in the past few minutes. She also could not decide if she was moaning or screaming. Everything seemed automatic.

    Ben pulled out and Sam pushed her off. She rolled over and lay on her back, her lower body convulsing violently as streams of her own ejaculate trickled out, wetting the bed.

    Ben and Sam stood over her, wanking furiously. Christine weakly reached up to caress their balls.

    As if on cue, they fired off, sending hot ejaculate onto her face and into her mouth. Christine grabbed them and wanked. She wanted them to feel as weak and pleasured as her. She managed to tease out a couple more streams which landed on her chest and body, as well as the bed.

    Ben and Sam collapsed in exhaustion beside her. Sam immediately attacked her boobs and gestured for Ben to do the same. Christine weakly tried to stop them.

    C: God, you guys are killing me.

    They ignored her and Ben’s hand snaked towards her clit.

    She was too weak to protest.

    They all fell asleep soon after and Christine awoke an hour later.

    She shook Sam.

    C: Hey. What time do you have to get back to camp?

    Sam arose sleepily.

    S: Two hours ago. I’ll just go back in the morning.

    C: Ok. Fuck me in the shower?

    S: Sure.

    She took him by the hand and led him to the attached bathroom, leaving Ben fast asleep on the sweat-soaked, cum-stained sheets.

    C: Looks like I have a lot of laundry to do.

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    Chapter #110

    The first thing Alex did upon leaving the staircase was to head to the nearby provision shop to buy some cigarettes. He did not like the one Karen smoked. Although he was weighing the consequences of tobacco use as an athelete, at that point of time, he did not really care much.

    Jane’s cold behavior caused something within him to snap, and all he wanted to do now was to erase whatever indescribable and unwarranted pain he felt. The physical pain that was worse than the beating he suffered at the hands of Wilson and his gang while he was protecting Jane. The emotional turmoil he endured when he saw his best friend fucking his girl friend. The pain was probably merely all in his head. Easily controlled, easily put aside. But he did not care.

    He purchased and paid for the cigarettes, Marlboro Reds, while still in his school uniform. The shopkeeper frowned at him but sold it to him anyway. A customer was a customer and was always right. Most of the time anyway.

    Alex stuffed the pack into his pocket and left. Karen followed closely behind.

    K: Hey I’m kinda worried about you.

    A: Why?

    They walked to a bus stop a couple of stops away from school in a vain attempt to not arouse suspicion.

    K: Well, firstly, you started smoking.

    A: So?

    K: Why?

    A: Does it matter why?

    K: Well, no. But you never did.

    A: So now I do.

    Karen decided that perhaps it would be wise not to question Alex any further. It was his life after all, his rules, his choices.

    The bus arrived and they boarded it.

    K: Where are we going?

    A: I don’t know. Home?

    K: Yours or mine?

    A: Does it matter?

    K: Not really. I’m concerned.

    A: About?

    K: The way you’re behaving.

    A: What’s wrong with it?

    K: It’s just… I don’t recall you being this affected by anything that happened. And you won’t say what happened.

    A: I tried to talk to her but she blew me off.

    K: She what? Oh.

    A: I totally did not expect that from her. Especially after what happened between us before. She was special to me.

    K: Was? Or is?

    A: I don’t know.

    K: Ok. I’m not really good at comforting people.

    A: It’s fine. You’re willing to skip school.

    K: So where do you want to go?

    A: Let’s go for lunch.

    K: Ok.

    Karen leaned over and lay her head on Alex’s broad shoulder. She had no idea why she did that. He was not her boyfriend, and hardly could be considered a romantic option.

    In the end they did not head home for lunch, preferring instead to go to a shopping center in the east, a favourite haunt of Alex’s when he was still in secondary school.

    Karen grabbed Alex’s hand as they got off the bus. He did not resist so she interlocked their fingers.

    Alex felt a nice warmth spreading over him. He felt calm, at peace, and a little sweaty. The midday sun was really bearing down on then relentlessly.

    They cut across rows of shops opposite the food center before crossing the road. Karen felt Alex grip her hand tighter as they crossed, as though he was protecting her, keeping her safe from the invisible speeding cars. She wondered what was going on in that head of his. She tried really hard not to think of what might happen. She was not looking for a boyfriend, and definitely did not need a regular sex partner, if that was what Alex was after. But he was really hot, and having him around would definitely boost her self-confidence. Furthermore, he somehow really knew how to eat pussy.

    Alex was also wondering what he was doing. He did not really know why he was holding on to Karen’s hand. She was not his girlfriend, nor someone he was remotely emotionally attracted to. However, he felt really at ease with her. He could talk to her, confide in her. Also, he really like her blowjobs. And he was fascinated with her body that had seemingly zero percent body fat. Perhaps they could be sex partners. But he was still a virgin and he was fighting the massive internal struggle to break his promise to Jane.

    During lunch break with her girlfriends, Jane found herself rather distracted.

    As she listlessly poked at the roasted chicken breast while absent-mindedly pouring the ginger garlic chilli sauce all over the rice, she reminisced over the times she had with Alex.

    Had she been a little too hasty in blowing him off?

    No doubt he had abandoned her in favour of Grace, but it was only because she needed someone at that point of time. Surely she was magnanimous enough to understand that?

    Alex was not hers. And the way she treated him, he probably would never be. However, she felt justified in her actions as Alex simply could not let go of his past. Or maybe he truly was just a very nice guy.

    Her attentioned turned to the next table where a bunch of tanned Year Twos were boisterously consuming their lunch. She crossed her legs, letting her skirt ride up and expose her creamy thigh. She wondered if anyone noticed.

    Meanwhile, Alex and Grace headed to the top floor of the shopping mall where it was relatively deserted. There was some sort of outdoor play area and being a school day, it was devoid of screaming kids and their nosey parents.

    They sat on the bench and placed their bags by the side.

    Karen looked at him.

    K: Now will you tell me what’s wrong?

    A: What’s wrong with me? Am I not good enough? All this while I’ve tried to be a nice guy, treat girls right, accomodate to their requests. Why am I being treated this way?

    Karen remained silent.

    She took out a stick and lit it. Alex followed suit. Neither of them bothered to check for any security cameras.

    Alex smoked his stick like a pro and finished it way before Karen.

    K: Slow down.

    A: If not what? I’ll die faster?

    K: Haha. No. I find it more enjoyable to take it slow.

    A: Oh?

    K: Yeah. And you know what else I find enjoyable?

    A: What?

    Karen stubbed out her stick and pulled him towards her, planting her lips on his and spreading his mouth open with her tongue.

    Back at the security control room, the lone guard manning the security cameras smiled to himself.

    Post #394
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