T turns out to be a pretty good kisser. Haven’t really met a good kisser since my ex… Gentle at times, aggressive at times, best part is not too wet… i hate kisses that require wiping breaks…
i hug her close and move my kisses to her neck… yummy… the sweet scent of a well groomed lady… placed my hand on her thigh, just below the hem of the dress…
“you are so naughty…” she complained…
“well, i can always stop” i replied…
“don’t you dare!” she snapped…
“hee…”
i kiss her on the lips again and this time i added some tongue action… hhhmm… i see i met an expert… very experienced kisser…
caressing her thighs, i could feel her goosebumps…i guess kinda sensitive there…
her breath start getting heavy as my hand slip between her thighs… smooth fair legs… can’t wait to explore higher… slide my hand higher as my mouth distracts her from making any objections… can feel the warmth near the honeypot already… getting there…
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Lucifersangel
Wahhhhh. Is this fictional? Cuz it seem too true. U really know everything about preschool. and I gree that it really is true that professional preschool teacher don’t wear perfume.
thanks! i aim to be as realistic as possible but the story is not true (even though i wish it is! ha ha)…
but like i said in the first post. these are actually real people whom i came across but the story did not happen.
so sorry… weekends are always busy… plus starting a new job…
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hownow
her breath start getting heavy as my hand slip between her thighs… smooth fair legs… can’t wait to explore higher… slide my hand higher as my mouth distracts her from making any objections… can feel the warmth near the honeypot already… getting there…
fair smooth skin… my fav…
slowly… hhhmmm… honeypot within reach…
moist… wwwooo…already wet… what a horny lady…
“ah…” came the moan as I rub across the slit… i hook my finger around the panties and pull it aside… now for direct confrontation…
she broke away from my kiss so that she can moan… i kissed her neck as i inserted my finger into the pot full of sweet nectar… slowly at first then picking up pace..
my tongue traced the v line of the dress to the point where the two sides met…
“where is more sensitive? nipples or clit?” came my naughty question…
“you find out yourself…” came the equally naughty reply…
i withdraw my finger from her honey pot and rubbed the swollen clit… “ah ah ah…” came the sensual moans…
the other hand slipped under the dress to find a lacy bra under it…
“i think your neck is quite sensitive too…”
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jemyt
Really like and enjoy the start, sound so original. But the action in the car happens a bit too fast, lengthier warm up would be perfect. Maybe its just me.
Nice overall. Wish i can write as good.
Pitching tent for more.
well… if i drag too long… readers may get bored u know… like “how come so long still no action?”
anyway… if she will even be ok to let me bring her out for dinner… it shows alot already…
i think it’s a major taboo to be going out with parent of a child when u r the child care teacher isn’t it?
moreover, she knows i’m married… i know she’s married… what else could we be seeking right? so i guess it’s a situation when we both know what we are getting into…
T closed her eyes to enjoy the two pronged attack on her clit and breast… B cup…i’m pretty sure. just nice to fill the cups and makes it difficult to slip my hand in easily.
force my way in to find an erected nipple. a sudden heavy breath proves that she’s sensitive there as well. she’s totally into it now… i can feel her head resting on my should as i tuned the nipple and rubbed the clit…
i insert my finger into her pussy again, determined to get her to the climax this time. with such a sweet face and sexy moan… i wish i could do this more often…
releasing her supple breast, i tried to pull her dress off her shoulders to allow easier access. in the end she had to help me with it so that i can reach behind her and unhook the bra.
now i can lift up the bra and give her nipples a good painting with my tongue… throw in some sucks and nibble too…
hearing her moans is the best motivation…the combination of the fingering and the mouth job on her boobs soon led her to her climax… her dress and my seat were wet with her juice…
i withdrew my finger from her honeypot and sucked on the sweet juice…
“that’s so dirty… don’t lick la” she tried to pull away my hand
“i want… u taste so good… next time i want to eat direct from source…” i insist…
“sigh… if only my hubby will do that… he never goes down on me and always care about himself only. anyway he’s always so busy with work we hardly have the chance anymore…”
that explains her void and how easily i broke down her defence…
“ah…i see… no wonder…
now that you had your dessert, do you want to head back already?”
“yes, that would be nice. lucky i will be back earlier than my hubby and can quickly change out of this dress…”
with that i sent her home, not asking for anything in return, even though my little bro is trying very hard not to burst out of my pants…
“thank you…” she gave me a light peck on the cheek as i drop her one bus stop away from her usual stop… ha ha… we are careful aren’t we?
the next day i dropped my girl off and T was there… she behaved as if nothing happened at all and I’m happy to play along…
fast forward to the end of the day…
i came to pick my girl and T is not in office. from what i picked up from the teachers, she went for a meeting.
guess what… P is the last teacher to leave today as it is her turn to lock up the school…
as she bend down to hug my girl, i get to see her bra again… black today…
sigh, A cup… nothing much to see… yet the gap did not open enough to let me have a peep of the nipple… P is much more careless about this than T…
I guess cos T is older and more aware about such things… or… P purposely let me see?
sorry kinda busy recently!!!
just started a new job and running around with not much time….
will try to post at least once a day…
SO SORRY!!!
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hownow
guess what… P is the last teacher to leave today as it is her turn to lock up the school…
as she bend down to hug my girl, i get to see her bra again… black today…
sigh, A cup… nothing much to see… yet the gap did not open enough to let me have a peep of the nipple… P is much more careless about this than T…
I guess cos T is older and more aware about such things… or… P purposely let me see?
so sorry! latest installment…
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as my girl is the last, the other teachers left as i was wearing shoes for my girl and P went to switch off the lights and closed the windows… only the 2 of us left with my girl.
“oh ya P, the parents are supposed to help organizing the next festival for the kids right? i heard from the principal that you are the teacher in charge of this event. what can i help?”
“you will be helping? that’s great! hhhmmm… i have not really thought about it yet… you have any ideas?”
and so we discussed for about 10 minutes before my girl started to fuss and complained that she’s hungry…
seizing the chance, i asked for P’s number so that we can discuss more without my girl disturbing us. she was hesitant as teachers are not supposed to give their numbers to parents. so i gave another suggestion, why not i send her to wherever she’s going next, and we can discuss on the way there…
the idea of the walk to the MRT station after a long day at work finally convinced her to take my car… i offered to send her home instead as it was not that far off. looking at her big bag, she finally agreed. but she ask me not to tell anyone she accepted my offer to send her home.
in the car we chatted more (fast forward… boring stuff) and my girl was happily sleeping in her seat in the back…
somehow our conversation went more personal and soon i found out that she recently broke up with her bf as she’s very busy with her work. with the many HFMD cases recently, the classes cannot be combined thus the teachers all have to work OT in order to keep the children separated in different classes…
i slowed down so that she could tell me more about herself. i could sense that she is comfortable with me trust me quite abit…
she started talking about her family and how she started working at an young age as she came from a broken family and blah blah… (this is a sex forum… get to sex already pls!!!)
a tear fell from her eye… i was caught off guard by this sudden change and quickly got a piece of tissue from the driver door…
as we were near her place, i asked her for directions (even though i know where her block is) in order to distract her from thinking about unhappy things…
another 2 minutes and i’m parked in the loading/unloading bay under her block. she was still sobbing softly so i gave her another piece of tissue to replace the wet one… this time, i held her hand and comforted her… (what a bastard right? attack the vulnerable… :P)
TBC!!!
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Wintermelontea
where’s your daughter!!?
side-track:
why is it that parents cannot offer teachers a lift back home or to the nearest mrt/bus stop etc (ethnics aside)? they do not pay teachers highly for that grade level…and it is just a little gesture…
“in the car we chatted more (fast forward… boring stuff) and my girl was happily sleeping in her seat in the back…”
she fell asleep in her child seat at the back seat…
i guess they don’t want the teachers to appear to gain something from the parents which they might be obliged to return the favor in future? even though in child care level there is not much advantage to be gained but it’s better to be safe than sorry.
in primary and secondary levels parents and teachers have to be really apart so that people won’t gossip like teachers leak test questions or appear to favor the kid more than others…
hhhmm…i think my story not nice… seems like not many people is reading it…
maybe i won’t continue then…