I led Adam the best I could, in the general direction of the reservoir, but we still made a couple of wrong turns and ended up circling around the area.
A: How about we go east coast instead?
Me: I have school tomorrow.
A: isn’t it nearby?
Me: Not really.
A: Well, where exactly is the reservoir?
Me: Erm. I never drove there. But its that way.
I pointed him in the general direction of where I thought it was.
Me: Just go straight, turn right, car park should be on the left?
A: How come you don’t know your area very well?
I glared at him.
Me: Do you know your area very well?
A: Better than you do definitely.
I pouted.
Me: I’m antisocial ok? I have no friends. I don’t generally like human beings.
A: You sound like a psycho killer.
He laughed.
Me: I just never felt the need to socialise. Humans are unreliable.
A: I don’t disagree. But sometimes having someone around is nice.
Me: Well. I don’t know. I’ve got my family.
We finally found the car park. He pulled into an empty lot and we got out of the car, following the footpath towards the jogging path.
A: Where exactly would you like to go now?
Me: I think there’s a rain shelter somewhere nearby.
A: It just looks like lots of trees.
We followed the track down until we came across an empty shelter and sat down.
Me: Here.
A: Have you been here before?
Me: Nope.
A: Oh. You like to be bitten?
I gasped. Why was Adam asking me such a kinky question?
A: By mosquitoes I mean.
I guessed he could sense what I was thinking.
Me: I never get bitten. They don’t like me.
A: Ok.
He slapped his leg, killing one that had been feasting.
A: So… Now what?
Me: I don’t know. Can we hug?
A: Sure.
He pulled me closer, then suddenly drew back.
A: Er.
Me: What?
A: I thought I felt something.
I pressed myself against him.
Me: What did you feel?
A: You’re not wearing a bra???
Me: Nope.
A: Why not?
Me: This is how I usually dress at home.
A: But you’re not at home.
Me: Well, if you want, you can send me home and I’ll get a bra.
He wondered if it was a trick question.
A: No. It’s fine.
He adjusted himself to minimize contact with my boobs. I wondered if he was really being a gentleman, or he was just uncomfortable with me being braless.
We must have hugged in silence for the longest time. I broke the ice.
Me: Did you manage to contact her?
A: Who?
Me: Your ex.
A: No. I didn’t try. Why?
Me: Just wondering.
I shifted myself, intentionally rubbing my breasts against him, trying to see if he would twitch down below.
A: Erm. Why are you rubbing against me?
I feigned ignorance.
Me: I am?
I shifted again, running my erect nipple across his arm.
A: There. You just did it.
I wondered what I should say.
Me: Maybe I’m testing you?
A: Testing? For?
Me: See how touchy you can get.
A: Oh. Haha. Right now you’re touching me more.
I pouted again.
Me: When we made out in the lift, you didn’t really grope me. Why?
A: Was I supposed to?
Me: Did you want to?
A: Well, we were going pretty fast. I didn’t want to do anything you might not like.
Me: You’re weird.
A: And you read too many books.
Me: We can just enjoy this nice moment here, just being close to each other. Or we could be somewhere else doing a lot more. Which would you prefer?
A: I…
Me: Something about you awakened a side of me I didn’t know existed. Or I was repressing it for a long time.
A: I make you horny?
Me: I guess so. But I’ve never been kissed or touched by anyone before, so I guess the feelings are new and exciting to me. And it feels good.
A: Feels good?
Me: To be touched. Wanted.
A: You sound very needy.
Me: You don’t like to be touched?
A: I do… but… woah!
I pushed him back and unbuckled his berms. He was wearing boxers, and I unbuttoned it and stuck my hand in.
A: Err… what are you doing?
Me: Touching you.
I grabbed at his semi-erect penis. It was already pretty huge, and felt like a squishy sea cucumber. I pulled it out from the slit.
He looked around to see if anyone was nearby. But we were alone.
Holding it in my hand, I shook it around. I realised the head was covered by a flap of skin. I peeled it down slowly. There was a clear fluid at the tip. I ran my finger around it, spreading the fluid around, it was slightly sticky. He shuddered.
A: Jade… stop…
I stared at it. A little unsure what I should do. A few more strokes with my finger and he began to get harder and harder.
I gasped in awe. With one hand at the base, and my other hand on top of it, there was still substantial amount of cock left.
Me: How does this even fit inside a woman???
He took my hands away and stuffed his cock back into his pants.
A: Usually the woman gets wet when she’s aroused.
Me: Wet? You mean like now?
I took his hand and pulled my FBTs aside, placing it at the entrance.
A: What??? You aren’t wearing panties either?
Me: Nope.
A: Touch me.
Adam hesitated for awhile before sliding a finger in. I was right. I was wet and he slid in with ease. I felt myself contract involuntarily.
He slid his finger in and out slowly, occasionally exiting my cave and brushing against my clit.
Suddenly, he slid two fingers in. I bit my lip to prevent myself from moaning. His fingers probed around as he slowly inched his thumb towards my clit.
I pulled his face towards me and kissed him, hoping it would distract me a little from the sensations below.
He sneakily pulled away and started attacking my neck. I moaned into his ear.
Me: Stop stop. I can’t take it.
A: Stop? I barely started.
I could see an evil grin forming.
My lower half was filled with sensations that I could hardly describe, except it felt way better than when I had to insert or remove my tampons.
As he teased my neck with his tantalizing tongue, he snaked his other hand under my t-shirt.
Finally, I thought.
Inch by inch, he ran his fingers along my side before reaching my breast. He cupped it gently, easily encasing it in his large hands. His thumb and his forefinger pinched my already erect nipple lightly.
I moaned again, louder this time. He was quite adept at driving me crazy with his hands, fingers and tongue. And all this while I just sat there, unsure of what I should be doing. After all, he did put his penis back into his pants as though he did not want me touching it.
Perhaps I should be more forceful and take what I wanted. But I did not know how to give a blowjob, much less a handjob. And those books I read were not very helpful.
I guess as with everything in life, there has to be a first time.
Me: Ahh… shouldn’t I… urgh.. be doing something too?
I bet he could hardly hear me over my moans.
Luckily it was a Monday evening and there were no joggers around. Besides we appeared to be pretty far in.
A: Just relax and enjoy it. You’re pretty tense.
Me: Ahh… ahh… how can you… uhhh.. tell?
A: You keep tightening around my fingers.
Me: Ahhh… that’s good right?
Adam did not answer but merely increased the pace of his fingering. So that was the sound I heard up in the tower. I wondered if I had it in me to produce the other sound that I heard.
I miraculously unbuckled him again and pulled it out. His huge glorious trouser snake.
Contorting my body slightly, I bend forward and gave it a tentative lick, trying to taste the sticky liquid that was seeping out.
I thought I felt him shudder.
Wrapping my lips around the head, I sucked hard, pretending it was an ice lolly.
He burst out laughing.
A: Nono. Move up your head up and down.
I honestly had no idea what he was trying to tell me to do. How in the world was I supposed to suck and move and the same time?
A: Don’t suck, just move your head up and down when it’s in your mouth.
I tried. He shuddered again.
I wondered if I could do that, and use my tongue at the same time.
I tried, and almost choked. The second I stuck my tongue out while his throbbing member was in my mouth, I felt him slide all the way in, near my tonsils and hitting the gag reflex. I fought back the nausea. He seemed to be enjoying it.
I grabbed the base of his shaft with one hand and his balls with the other and bobbed my head up and down as fast as I could, stopping occasionally to try the stunt with the tongue again, failing miserably each time.
A: Oh shit. don’t stop.
I didn’t.
A: oh my god. I’m gonna cum.
Wait. What? That was fast. I probably had was sucking him for less than five minutes.
I moved faster, massaging his balls at the same time. I felt them retract a little. Was something wrong?
A: Wank me, while licking the head.
I had no idea what wank was so I just licked the head. He took my hand in his and moved it up and down the shaft.
A: Like this.
I wanked him and licked. His balls retracted further and he was trembling slightly.
A: Oh god.
As I was licking, I felt a spurt of warm fluid exit from him. I recalled Emily saying she swallowed. I decided I probably should do the same. Wrapping my lips around his head again, I slowly but surely began to suck him dry.
A few more spurts into my mouth. I refused to stop. It was warm and sticky. Slightly bitter.
A: Ahhh…
With an almighty groan, he released his final shot.
I swallowed.
He pulled me in for a kiss, I passed what little remnants of the sticky fluid back to him. He swallowed too.
We leaned back from our exertions.
A: You’re amazing.
Me: I had no idea what I was doing.
A: it was good. Trust me.
Me: I know.
I lay on his chest and he wrapped his arms around me.
Me: Do you usually cum this fast?
A: Er. Not really. I don’t know why you managed to do it.
Me: Huh?
A: I’ve never cum from a blowjob before.
I wasn’t sure if it was a blatant lie, or he was really telling the truth. If it was the latter, wouldn’t it mean he had more reason to keep me around? At least now I had the upper hand.
A: You must let me make you feel good too.
Me: How?
A: With more than my fingers.
Me: I don’t think I’m ready for anything more.
A: My mouth?
I was a little taken aback.
Me: You would do that?
A: Why not? You did. It’s only fair I return the favour.
Me: Ok. I guess we’ll find some day and place to experiment more.
A: Do you like it?
Me: Like what?
A: This experimenting.
Me: I think it’s kind of exciting. And it’s part of growing up right?
A: I guess so.
Me: Anyway, could you send me home soon, I have school tomorrow.
A: Sure.
We cuddled for a short while more before Adam dropped me off. There were no lift shenanigans today as it was still early.
As I proceeded for my second shower, I felt a small sense of satisfaction. I made a guy cum with my mouth on my first attempt. Hopefully, the rest of my exploration journey would be just as fulfilling.
I tossed and turned in bed that night.
Part of me wondered why I had done what I did. The other part was extremely excited at what I had become, or rather at the potential of what I could be.
The feeling of power and control I had over Adam while he was in my mouth was indescribable. It was like he was submitting to my will. Like he would do anything I asked him to do. It was my naive belief that all guys enjoyed blowjobs, and girls who were willing to give them would definitely have the upper hand. After all, wouldn’t the guy be afraid that I would deliberately injure his precious tool? Especially since he didn’t really know me well. But the fact that he trusted me, and allowed me to perform the act to completion spoke volumes of his desire for me, or his horniness.
I wondered if that was the reason why Emily did it. She had a boyfriend, which I was pretty sure wasn’t Tom. And yet she still let him touch her and she blew him. Was it because of the same feeling of empowerment she felt? Or was she just a horny slut?
I recalled how she said his cum was bitter. I, on the other hand, found the taste strangely welcoming. Perhaps due to the copious amounts of herbal tea I had drank growing up. Or maybe I was the horny slut. The fact that Adam willingly kissed me on the mouth after the deed also meant something didn’t it? Or perhaps he was just as twisted as I was turning out to be.
I recalled how good his fingers felt inside me and slid my hands below. I replicated what he was doing and played with myself until I drifted off to sleep.
School the next day was normal. Same old boring lecture and tutorials. During break time, I found myself with Emily again.
E: You seem different.
Me: Huh?
E: You met him again last night right?
I blushed a little.
Me: How can you tell?
E: You seem a little livelier today.
Me: I do?
She grabbed my hand and dragged me to a quieter corner of the canteen.
E: Out with it. Are you a woman yet?
Me: huh? No…
E: You didn’t sleep with him?
Me: Was I supposed to?
E: Why not? I would. If his claims of a huge dick is real.
Me: I don’t think I’m that slutty.
She pinched my arm.
E: Hey….
Me: Anyway I can’t verify his claims.
E: How disappointing.
Me: I mean, I don’t have any comparison.
Her ears perked up.
E: So you have verified…
I was at a loss.
Me: Well…
E: How big was he?
She used her hands to indicate various sizes.
E: This big? or this big?
I looked around. Anyone passing by would definitely know what we were talking about.
Me: I don’t know. But he came really fast. Like in a few minutes.
E: Hahahaha. You sucked him?
I nodded shyly.
E: Wow. How did you know how to do it?
Me: He guided me a little. Then I just went with the flow based on his reactions.
E: I want details woman.
Me: Err… there was a lot of sticky fluid before I even started.
E: That’s called pre-cum.
Me: His dickhead is really sensitive.
E: They usually are.
Me: His balls kinda went back into his body a bit?
E: That’s when he’s about to cum. What else?
Me: He came about four to five times?
E: What???
Me: I mean the number of times he shot into my mouth.
E: You do know that biologically, each ejaculation is around one teaspoon?
Me: Felt more like one cup.
E: Wow. He’s very virile.
Me: I think so.
E: Maybe he was saving it for you? My boyfriend usually does that.
Me: About that. You have a boyfriend, why did you get intimate with Tom?
E: Oh. It’s just for fun. I was high.
Me: Isn’t it cheating?
E: What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. Besides… it’s exciting… you get what I mean?
Me: Exciting? Not really.
Emily rolled her eyes.
E: When you can make a guy cum so easily, it’s like he’s wrapped around your little finger. You’re in control of him.
Exactly what I expected.
Me: Well.. I wanted him to enjoy it for a bit longer.
E: Oh. So you’re that sort.
Me: Huh?
E: You want to torture him. To make him feel like he’s about to cum, then stop, then slowly bring him back to orgasm?
Me: I never thought about it that way… but sounds like it.
E: You’re one evil woman.
I gave her a sheepish grin.
E: And you still haven’t told me how big he is.
Me: Well…
I looked around the canteen for inspiration.
Me: Ok. He’s like a hot dog. But longer and thicker.
E: That’s lame.
Me: Erm. An ice lolly? But thicker.
E: Maybe next time you should just bring a ruler.
We laughed.
Me: I think he’s longer than our normal rulers.
Emily’s eyes widened.
E: That means he’s at least a good six inches.
Me: I think so.
I thought I heard her swallowing her saliva.
E: That’s above average based on what I had so far.
Me: Oh? He’s my first.
E: You should try more.
Me: What.
E: Seriously. If you aren’t going to be in a committed relationship, where’s the harm in putting yourself out there?
Me: I’m not like that.
E: Have you slept with him yet?
I shook my head.
E: It will happen eventually, if it doesn’t he may just lose interest and find someone else.
Me: What???
E: Guys at this age only want one thing. If they don’t get it, they’ll move on.
Me: How sure are you?
E: I’m very sure. Remember my first boyfriend?
I shook my head.
E: Well, 3 months of dating and no sex, he dumped me. That was when I realised how powerful my body could be.
I pondered upon her words.
Me: I’m afraid it won’t fit.
Emily laughed.
E: It definitely will. We can expand till a baby can be pushed out of us, why can’t we expand to fit something going in?
Me: Well.. err.. I have difficulty putting in my tampons.
She laughed again.
E: Make sure you’re well aroused. Otherwise use lube.
Me: Lube?
E: I’m sure you’ve seen those blue bottles at the condom section.
Honestly I hadn’t noticed.
E: You do know what condoms are right?
Me: Yeah.
E: Use them. Otherwise you’ll be spending lots on pregnancy test kits.
Me: You seem very experienced in this.
E: Well, I had one too many missed periods. It can be quite scary.
Me: I have a question.
E: Yeah?
Me: Where do you do it?
E: Do what? Sex?
I nodded.
E: At his place or mine. When our parents aren’t home. Why?
Me: Adam mentioned doing it in the car with his ex. My place is very inconvenient. I don’t know if I can sneak him in.
E: How about his place? Or hotels?
Me: Aren’t hotels expensive?
E: There’s budget hotels. You never heard of them?
I shook my head.
E: Wait. Does this mean you’re considering losing your virginity?
For a moment I was at a loss on how to answer her.
E: You bad girl. Hasn’t ten years in a convent school taught you anything about the sacred act of marriage, and keeping yourself pure until then?
I glared at her.
Me: You obviously weren’t paying attention.
E: Hahahahahahahaha. Yes. That’s because I discovered how pleasurable sex can be. And how empowered it makes me feel. Especially when I’m on top.
Me: On top?
E: Oh no. Please don’t tell me you thought there’s only one position.
Me: Err…
E: Well. Have fun experimenting.
Soon enough, break time was over and we headed back to class.
It was another early day for me and I left school as usual. Instead of heading home, I headed to the public phone opposite school and called Adam.
Me: Hey.
A: Hi. This is a surprise.
Me: Could you pick me from school?
A: Sure. Something wrong?
Me: No. I just wanted to see you.
A: Oh. Ok. Where’s your school?
Me: Bedok south. Can I meet you at the hawker centre opposite? At block 16.
A: OK. Give me… half an hour. You eaten yet?
Me: Not really.
A: OK. We can have a late lunch. See you in a bit.
As I hung up the phone, something hit me. In my extended conversation with Emily, I had completely forgotten to ask her about reducing or removing the hair I had down below. Oh well, I guess that was something I would explore with Adam, if it even came to that.
While waiting for Adam to arrive, I walked around the estate, looking for a minimart which might have what I was looking for.
Eventually I stumbled upon one tucked away in a little corner and headed straight for the feminine hygiene section.
I had already been using the Gillette Venus razors to shave my legs, so I guess using it in other parts shouldn’t pose much of a problem. I grabbed one, along with some shaving cream, and a bottle of feminine wash. As I passed by the condoms section, I caught sight of the blue bottle Emily was talking about. I decided I did not need it, considering how wet Adam had made me. I stopped and stared at the variety of condoms available, wondering if I should actually get a pack. But wasn’t that the guys job to get condoms? Besides, if Adam really wanted to sleep with me, he should be prepared.
Grinning to myself, I headed to the counter to pay for my purchases.
Adam arrived slightly later than his estimated half an hour but it didn’t matter.
I introduced him to my favourite fried kway teow stall and he ordered two plates, along with sugarcane juice.
We ate in relative silence until the end.
A: So what’s up?
Me: I wanted to see you.
A: That’s all?
Me: Well…
A: You can be open with me. I’m all ears.
I thought about it for awhile.
Me: I want you to take my virginity.
He almost choked on his sugarcane juice.
A: Why?
Me: No why. I want to.
A: You sure?
I nodded, sipping my own juice.
A: We just got to know each other on… Saturday?
Me: And I’ve swallowed your cum already. If we’re going to move this fast why not?
I wonder what made me say that. This was, after all, my first opportunity to actually date someone.
A: I don’t think I’ve ever gone this fast with anyone before.
Me: so what do you have to lose?
A: Me? Nothing. But you will lose a lot. Something that is precious to you. Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?
I was falling more and more for him with his every word.
Me: Tell you something.
A: What?
I motioned for him to come closer. He did and I opened my bag, showing him the razor. I whispered into his ear.
Me: I want you to shave me.
I heard him gulp audibly.
A: Say what?
Me: I want you to shave my pussy.
I wasn’t sure if he was going to agree or not, but I said it anyway.
A: Ok. But I’ve never done it before.
I was somewhat disappointed. For someone with his experience, surely he had some sort of skills in that department as well?
Me: Ok. On one condition.
A: What?
Me: I’ll get to shave you too.
He thought about it for awhile.
A: Sure. Why not? It’s not as though I don’t trim it anyway…
Me: Let’s do it then.
A: Where?
I thought about it long and hard. A hotel was probably out of the question. His place was far away. Mine was nearby. My parents probably wouldn’t be home till late. My elder brother was probably stuck in camp. He hardly came home on weekdays anyway. My younger brother was the problem though. He had yet to enter primary school so on weekdays he was usually at my grandparents place until my parents picked him up. My heart thumped as I weighed the options.
Me: Let’s go to my place. There’s no one home for a few hours.
A: Ok. But I have to ask again if you’re absolutely certain this is what you want to do.
This time I didn’t hesitate.
Me: Yes. Let’s go.
The ride back to my place was in complete silence. Not even the not so subtle roar of his engine could distract me from thoughts in my head.
What was I doing? Was this what I really wanted? It was not as though he was some random guy I picked up from the streets, but he was right. This was only the fourth day that I met him, and I was already set on going all the way with him.
He turned into the car park and found a lot relatively close to the lift lobby. He turned to me.
A: How many coupons should I tear?
Me: Err. I don’t know. How long does it take?
A: How long does what take?
Me: Sex.
His infectious laugh filled the car again.
A: How long do you want it to last?
Me: A little longer that how long you lasted when I blew you? If it hurts then I want it to be over quickly.
A: Erm.
Me: Will it hurt?
A: I don’t know. But I won’t hurt you.
Me: Promise?
A: I’ll try not to.
I smiled at him.
He finished tearing his coupons and we headed to the lift.
I was right. There was nobody home. I led him to my room to dump my bag.
Me: So… how do we do this?
A: How about we shower first? Together.
Me: And the shaving?
A: I think it’s better to do it in the shower?
Me: Ok.
A: Do you have a small scissors?
Me: For?
A: It’s easier to shave if you trim first.
Me: Err… I’ll need to find it.
A: Ok.
I dug around my table, looking for my craft scissors, I probably had not used it since lower secondary during arts and crafts lessons.
Adam removed his t-shirt as I turned around. For once, I had a good view of his body. I felt my salivary glands going into overdrive.
He was tanned, but not too dark. His body was well-sculptured from army training, not too beefy but not too lean either. The muscle definition on his arms, chest and abs were very well defined.
He slid off his bermudas, leaving his boxers. I wondered if he was teasing me. I especially liked the shape of the things at the side of his obliques, the definition just drew attention to what lay beneath his legs.
He removed his boxers and I marvelled in awe at the piece of meat that was casually hanging there.
Me: Wait. Don’t move.
I grabbed my ruler.
A: What are you doing?
I knelt down next to him and placed the ruler at his thigh.
He laughed.
A: Why are you measuring it?
Me: I’m curious.
He was 5 inches when soft. I wondered why he never wore briefs, or what he would look like in swimming trunks. There would probably be a pretty noticeable bulge.
I contemplated the fastest method to make him hard.
Without warning, I took him into my mouth.
A: Oh shit!
A couple seconds of sucking, licking and stroking brought him to full hardness.
Me: I need a longer ruler.
Unfortunately, I could not find it.
Using the short ruler, I estimated he was around 7 to 7.5 inches. Comparatively, my tampon was slightly longer than an inch. I wondered if it was possible to fit 7 tampons into myself. But he was a lot thicker than the tampon. I wondered if I should measure his circumference as well.
A: Are you done?
Me: Erm. Yeah.
Honestly, I was trembling. My heart was pounding. I was breaking out into sweat, but that could be because of the midday heat.
Adam pulled me up and slowly started to unbutton my blouse, planting kisses on my neck, and moving lower with each button he released. Squatting down, he reached around and unhooked my skirt, letting it fall to my ankles.
It was exactly at times like this that I realised, that maybe I should have bought a set of matching bra and panties.
He stood up and reached around my back, unhooking my bra with one hand, in one attempt.
Me: Wow. You’re good at this.
Adam smiled, but did not say a word. He slid the straps off my shoulders and let my puppies run free.
Cupping them in his hands, he brought his face closer and closer to them. I could feel his breath. A tentative lick, then more, soon he was manipulating my nipples with his masterful tongue. I wondered why he never really squeezed them hard, like how I read in the romance novels, that always seemed to elicit moans of ecstasy from the buxomy females. Maybe I wasn’t large enough.
He moved south, planting kisses on my stomach. I was glad that while I never watched my diet, and was a relative couch potato, I still had a flat stomach.
Hooking his thumbs around the bands of my panties he slowly slid them off, letting them fall to my ankles. I looked down, and saw a wet patch.
He examined my bush.
A: Definitely needs some trimming.
I blushed.
He led me to the desk chair and I sat down. He spread my legs wide. I reached for the scissors but he ignored me.
With his hands on my inner thighs, he inched closer and closer. He pulled me to the edge of the seat.
Then he licked me there. I instinctively clamped my thighs shut.
He spread them again.
A: Relax.
He started from the outside, from my inner thighs, before slowly moving inwards to my labia, working his tongue around. I wondered how he was able to do so with my tuft of pubic hair in his face. Shaving was definitely going to be a good idea.
He inserted two fingers in, and slid them in and out slowly, feeling around my insides. Was he looking for my g-spot? He pulled back the clitoral hood to expose my now swollen clit. A few licks. Some light sucking. He was driving me absolutely crazy.
I wondered if my moans were too loud, or too fake, but he did not even seem to be bothered by it. With consistent strokes and dedicated tongue work, I was soon grabbing at his head, then realising he had no hair for me to pull.
I was going to explode.
The sensations were making me lightheaded. He was extremely precise, and could judge when he should slow down and when he should speed up.
One violent and involuntary jerk later, I let out a guttural scream.
He looked up, fingers still in me.
A: Did I just exorcise a demon?
I glared at him and struggled to my feet, nearly falling over.
I tried to get him to sit. It was my turn. He declined.
I grabbed his dick. It was still rock hard. I guess it was now or never.
I flopped onto the bed and spread my legs.
Me: I want you now.
He retrieved a condom from his wallet and tore open the packet.
Me: Wait!
I wanted to ask him to teach me how to put it on, but he was already sheathed.
He crawled onto the bed and positioned himself in between my legs, rubbing his rubbered dick head around my labia. I shuddered.
A: Are you ready?
I bit my lip and nodded.
I closed my eyes as he placed it at the entrance.
I felt a slight pressure as the head slipped in.
He stopped, bent down and kissed me.
I kissed him back.
He pushed slowly.
It felt like I was being torn apart, but in a strangely pleasurable way.
He soldiered on, inch by inch.
I opened my eyes and looked at him, my eyes widening the deeper he went.
It was like I was a bottomless pit, wasn’t he supposed to break my hymen? Or did he have so many inches that he wasn’t even fully into me yet?
He kissed me again.
I felt it prod something deep inside me. He twitched on purpose. I moaned.
I was finally a woman.
I gripped my bedsheets tightly as Adam thrust in and out of me slowly.
He was right. I was very aroused. It didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would, and it definitely felt way better than his fingers.
I wondered how long he would carry on at this pace. I was enjoying myself thoroughly, but it was getting a little boring. Every now and then, he would rub my clit with his thumb, bringing new sensations, then stop.
A good analogy would probably be waves. My pleasure was rising and falling like waves at the beach. Not that it wasn’t a good thing. But I really wondered if he was going to do other things that might just make me go crazy.
One thing that bothered me slightly was my moans. I wondered if I was too soft, or too loud, whether I sounded fake. I contemplated not making any sounds at all, but that might hurt his ego, so I just moaned as naturally as I could.
Five minutes passed. Then ten. He was a robot. But at least he was lasting a lot longer than from my blowjob.
Fifteen minutes. I swear I read somewhere that the male ejaculated within minutes. Was Adam trying to break a record?
Me: Hey.
A: Yeah?
Me: Is this normal?
A: What?
Me: You’ve been at it for a long time and you haven’t cum.
A: Oh. I’m controlling it.
Me: Why????
A: I want to pleasure you.
Me: I think I’ve already peaked from what you’ve been doing.
A: Oh. You came?
Me: I don’t know. But it’s not feeling any more pleasurable than it already is.
A: Even when I do this?
He rubbed my clit in a circular motion. I moaned and grabbed the sheets tighter.
Then he stopped and resumed thrusting slowly.
Me: You see! You suddenly stop then it goes back to normal.
A: Oh. Maybe I’m torturing you.
He smirked. I frowned.
Me: but I want you to cum.
A: I will. Eventually. But right now just enjoy it OK?
I rubbed my own clit the way he did. Except I didn’t stop. He maintained his thrusting pace. I could feel myself spasming down below. I refused to stop.
Me: Oh my god!
I screamed. And immediately covered my mouth. My legs were trembling by themselves. I felt light headed. Did I just experience my first orgasm?
Adam was still thrusting at the same leisurely pace.
I tried to catch my breath.
He sure had good stamina.
Me: Aren’t you tired?
A: Nope.
Me: You’re really going to torture me like this?
A: Yup.
Me: Can you go faster? And harder? I want to feel what it’s like.
A: Err. I’m afraid it will hurt you.
I looked at him incredulously.
Me: Really?
A: Yeah. That’s why I’m going slow.
Me: Well go a little faster.
He did. The sensation was slightly different. Slightly more intense. I rubbed my clit again.
Twenty minutes.
Adam was tuning my nipples like he was searching for the correct frequency on the radio.
I rubbed myself more furiously.
Me: Shit! Shit! FUCK!!!
I came again. And was slightly embarrassed at how vulgar I had become.
My legs were really trembling non-stop. I could see them trembling. But I could hardly feel them.
Me: I’m dying.
He did not slow down. Or speed up.
I weakly tried to grab his ass to make him move faster. But I could hardly move.
My throat was dry from all that moaning.
Twenty five minutes.
I contemplated clamping my legs shut to see what he would do. But I couldn’t even feel them.
I was getting delirious.
Half a fucking hour.
This guy sure could last. He sure fooled me during the blowjob.
I reached up weakly and tried to pull him towards me.
He kissed me.
A: What’s up?
Me: I think I’m paralysed.
He laughed, and rubbed my clit again. I spasmed.
Me: don’t! I’m really going to faint!
My world was spinning as he gave me another orgasm.
Summoning all my might, I pushed him off. I spasmed again as his hard dick slid out with a plop.
A: What’s wrong?
I pushed my legs together with my hands.
Me: I’m dead. You win. I can’t even move my legs. Asshole.
He laughed.
A: I’m not done yet.
Me: I’ll suck you.
A: No.
He rolled me onto my belly, and spread my cheeks.
My hands instinctively covered that region.
Me: I’m not ready to give you the other hole!!!
He laughed.
A: I’m not after the other hole. Trust me ok?
He removed my hands and slid in from behind.
Me: OH MY GOD.
Talk about different sensations. This position was way more intense, even though he had no access to my clit. Even at his snails pace of thrusting, I was exploding, and screaming into my pillow.
I lost track of time.
Adam was still plowing me from behind. I swear I would never walk again.
Suddenly he stopped.
I turned my head. My pillow was wet with my drool.
Me: You came?
I could barely speak.
A: Nope. Change position.
Me: I can’t move.
A: Seriously?
He poked the back of my thigh. I didn’t move. He caressed them. I still didn’t move.
Me: There’s no blood left there. My pussy is on fire. I think I’ll need a wheelchair.
He flipped me over, spread my legs and started to eat me.
Me: Shittttttt…..
His masterful tongue and fingers brought me to orgasm again. I could feel that my entire bed was wet with perspiration.
He lay down next to me and kissed me, letting me taste my own juices. Like he was paying me back in kind.
I weakly reached over and grabbed his dick. It was still rock hard, and really slimy.
Me: Are you on drugs?
A: Huh?
Me: You’re still hard.
A: I’m busy pleasuring you.
Me: I’m very well pleasured.
He got up and spread my legs again.
A: Ready for more?
My eyes widened in fear. Was he trying to kill me?
Me: please don’t. I can’t. I came too much.
A: There’s no such thing. Women can have multiple orgasms.
Me: I had too many.
He laughed again, and stroked my thighs. I trembled.
A: Do you want to be on top?
Me: I can’t move.
A: Try.
He pulled me up to a sitting position. I barely managed to stay there.
He squeezed onto the area I was lying on.
A: Climb on top of me.
I tried, my legs trembling horribly. I collapsed onto him.
Me: Cannot. Dying.
He kissed me, and maneuvered himself until he was under me. I tried to support my weight but was too weak to do so and ended up just lying on his chest.
He rubbed my labia with his dick.
A: Still wet.
Me: I’m not moving.
He slid it in. Another new sensation. He started thrusting slowly again.
I decided to moan directly into his ear.
Me: Oh…. Fuck me… harder… faster… cum in me…
I could tell he was trying not to laugh at my attempt at dirty talk.
A: It’s hard to cum in you when I’m wearing a condom.
Me: Take it off if you dare.
I had no idea what came over me.
A: No. Better to be safe than sorry.
He fucked me harder.
I wondered if I should just faint and let him use my unconscious body.
Me: I can’t moan anymore. Throat hurts. Mouth dry.
A: Shall I stop?
Me: No. I want you to cum.
A: And I want to pleasure you.
Me: You have. It’s my first time and I’m dying. I cannot imagine the next times.
A: You’ll get used to it.
He slid out and rolled me back onto my back.
A: OK. I won’t torture you anymore.
Me: I’ll suck you now?
He removed the condom.
A: It’s OK. I’ll just wank on your body. Ok?
I nodded.
He sat on my hips and stroked himself. I caressed his balls. After a few minutes I felt the familiar ball shrinking feeling.
Me: in my mouth.
He moved upwards and I took him into my mouth, pleasuring him the same way I remembered from the last time.
Sure enough, he came with a loud groan. Stream after stream of hot ejaculate filled my mouth, a lot more than the previous time. I choked due to the position I was in.
He withdrew from my mouth and lay down next to me, kissing me, tasting his own cum again.
I hugged him.
Me: How long?
A: An hour I think.
Me: You’re crazy.
A: Why?
Me: You didn’t have to impress me. I’d still enjoy it even if you’re a five minute man. Like with blowjobs.
He laughed.
A: Sex is different. Did you enjoy it?
Me: Way too much.
We drifted off to sleep in each other arms.
It was a very short nap. I wondered why females wanted to cuddle and whatever after sex. Was it supposed to make the sex feel better emotionally? I recalled someone once telling me women need a reason to have sex, men just needed a time and place.
All I wanted to do was sleep. Adam had totally destroyed me in my first encounter. And he did it on purpose. Not that I had any complaints. At least my first sexual encounter lasted longer than average, and I got to experience the pleasure from 3 different positions. I wondered why he couldn’t cum despite pounding away at me for close to an hour or more. Was I loose? But that didn’t make sense. I should have been tighter than anyone else he ever had. Plus given his size, any girl would probably feel tight to him.
I shook him awake. He stirred slightly.
Me: Hey… we should go shower. Before anyone comes home.
He stretched sleepily.
A: OK.
I tried to get up and stand on my wobbly legs. I couldn’t, and almost fell over.
Me: What did you do to me?
A: I fucked you good.
Me: not funny.
Still, he found it pretty amusing.
I looked at the bedsheets.
Me: hey, there’s no blood. I thought all virgins bleed.
A: Not all.
Me: I swear I’m a virgin.
A: I didn’t say you’re not.
Me: Where’s the blood?
A: I think they bleed cos the hymen is broken or something.
Me: Did you break my hymen?
A: Maybe. Maybe not. Sometimes the hymen breaks by itself, through sports, or other things.
Me: Oh. I use tampons.
A: That could be the reason.
I grabbed a spare towel for him along with the razor.
Me: Remember what you’re supposed to do.
A: Oh yeah. We need to trim first.
We entered the toilet and he sat me down on the toilet bowl. Spreading my legs, he cut away the longer clumps of pubic hair.
Me: Are you a barber?
He laughed. It was a lame joke.
Me: I don’t know any barbers who do this.
Once the hair was sufficiently short, he applied the shaving cream onto me. I flinched slightly as the cold cream hit my sensitive bits.
Me: I’m a bit sore.
He laughed again.
A: if you aren’t, I guess I would feel a little emasculated.
Wow. I never heard him use such big words before.
Me: Really? Why?
A: Because it would mean I didn’t fuck you well enough.
He gently ran the blade across my pubic region, slowly but surely shaving away the signs of my womanhood.
Honestly I was a little worried that he get careless and somehow cut me where it would hurt, but he was so gentle that it surprised me.
A: There.
He took the bidet and washed away the remaining cream.
I ran my fingers along the smooth skin. It felt amazing.
He washed the razor.
Me: Your turn.
I sat him down and got to work. It was a lot easier for me as he was already neatly trimmed. As I shaved off whatever little hair he had, he started to twitch.
A: You know it’s a little arousing watching you do this.
I rinsed him, then took him in my mouth again.
A: Woah.
Sucking slowly, I felt him grow to full size. My dried up juices and his cum tasted a little weird to be honest. I looked up at him and wanked him slowly.
Me: Can I ask you a question?
A: Yeah?
Me: Why is it you cum so fast from a blowjob but when you’re fucking me you can go for ages?
A: well, I really was controlling myself. I wanted it to last for as long as possible. That’s why I went slowly.
Me: Don’t guys just want to cum?
A: Most guys. But I want my partner to be pleasured as well.
Me: That’s considerate of you.
A: at the very least, you should cum first.
Me: Why can’t we cum together?
He laughed.
A: It’s not that easy.
He pulled me up.
A: Let’s shower.
We got into the stall and he turned on the water.
Usually I preferred hot showers but this time I had forgotten to turn on the heater. I jumped as the cold water hit me. Adam started to lather me up.
I felt myself getting wet again. The way he touched me was extremely arousing. Strong, manly strokes, but deliberately avoiding certain areas like my nipples, then “accidentally” brushing against them. He knew exactly how to tease a lady.
I grabbed his swinging snake and stroked. I could play this game too. Soon enough it was hard. I pulled him towards me by his dick and whispered into his ear.
Me: Fuck me.
A: Here? Now?
I licked his earlobe.
Me: yes.
A: I don’t have a condom.
Me: I don’t care.
He spun me around and spread my cheeks, sliding his hard dick into me from behind while pinning me to the wall.
He went in easily, either due to my natural lubrication or perhaps the soapy water.
I moaned as he thrust hard and fast into me. It was completely different from when we were on the bed. There was a lot of raw energy. I could feel so much more. Every vein and ridge. The shape of his dickhead. His tool rubbing along my insides. Truly mind-blowing.
A: Oh shit…
He quickly pulled out and I felt something warm and sticky landing on my butt, although it was quickly washed off by the running water.
Me: So fast?
A: Er… couldn’t control.
Without turning around, I felt around for his cock. It was still relatively hard.
Me: Put it in again.
A: What??
Me: You came first. You said I should cum before you.
Maybe I was being a little too evil.
He slid it in again. I moaned. He went at me hard and fast again. The sound of his thighs slapping against my butt was strangely arousing.
I felt the weakness coursing through me again as I neared the peak of my pleasure.
A: Shit! Shit! Shit!
He pulled out again. I felt his dick twitching on my butt. But no sticky liquid.
Me: Why did you stop??? I almost came.
A: Sorry. Couldn’t control again.
Then it hit me.
Me: It’s the condom right?
A: Yeah. It really numbs the sensation.
I thought about it for awhile.
Me: How safe is it if we don’t use condoms?
A: Well, I won’t shoot inside unless you ask me to.
Me: Sounds safe enough. Let’s finish up here.
We finished the shower and headed back to my room.
I pulled him onto the bed with me.
Me: Fuck me again.
A: With pleasure.
Without a condom, I could tell sex was really more pleasurable for the both of us.
I may have been sore from his huge dick pounding at me in various positions for way longer than he should have, but unwrapped, every single thrust into my well lubricated pussy brought about even the most minute of sensations.
The slower he went, the more I felt. As he slid in and out, the ridges and bumps of his veiny cock massaged my insides. I didn’t want him to stop. Perhaps there was a way to duplicate his cock so I could use it all the time whenever I wanted to. Perhaps that was what dildos were for. But would a dildo feel as good as him?
I could tell he was struggling as well. I was tight, he was big. It must be torturous for him to control and ignore the sensations he was feeling in order not to cum too fast.
Alas, despite his best efforts, he pulled out again and shot his seed onto my belly. This time it wasn’t as thick or creamy as before. He lay down next to me.
A: Why are you so horny?
Me: Why are you complaining?
I rubbed his cum around.
Me: Feels watery.
A: came too many times.
I grabbed his cock. It was still semi hard and floppy. I waved it around like a joystick.
Me: I think this could still pleasure me.
I got on top of him, his watery cum flowing down.
He grabbed some tissues to stem the flow.
A: Hey. Dangerous.
Me: Is it?
A: You don’t want to get pregnant right?
I shrugged, no idea why.
I rubbed his semi hard dick around my labia and slid it in.
It felt so good.
I rubbed myself against him, my clit against his pubic bone. It was not that comfortable, but somehow it felt good too. His long dick probed what I assume should be my cervix.
The absence of pubic hair for both of us somehow heightened the sensations around my clit. I bit my lip as I ground against him slowly and purposefully.
A: You like this?
I nodded.
Me: Uh-huh.
I bent down to kiss him.
A couple more grinds brought me to orgasm again, and I collapsed onto his toned body, gasping for breath.
He stroked my hair.
A: You know, this is the most sex I’ve ever had in a day.
Me: This is the most I’ve ever had in my lifetime.
He laughed.
Me: Is this going to be a regular event?
A: Well… I don’t usually reject a girl.
Me: Are we dating now?
A: I’m not so sure about that. We seemed to have skipped the whole dating process.
Me: Do you want to date me?
A: Why not?
Me: Even if dating doesn’t lead to more sex?
He laughed and ruffled my hair.
A: I don’t think I would date you for the sex.
I got up.
Me: What???
A: Nono. I mean I’m not dating you just to have sex with you.
Me: Oh. Then?
A: I guess we’ll have to try it out and see how things go.
Me: But we’ll still have sex right?
A: I’m not against it.
Me: What’s holding you back?
A: Well, I don’t want to get into another relationship until I have gotten over my last one.
I understood where he was coming from. I wasn’t after his heart anyway. But a dick of his quality was too precious to give up.
Me: I see. Then you really should go talk to her.
A: She’s avoiding me.
Somehow, this part of Adam didn’t really appeal to me. He was so indecisive.
Me: Look, you know where she stays, go wait for her. Talk to her. Settle things, then decide what you’re going to do next.
A: You seem pretty experienced at this.
I rolled my eyes.
Me: I’m not. But it’s what I would want the guy to do if I were here. Make the first move. Be direct and honest. Don’t waste each other’s time.
A: I see. But what if she doesn’t want to see me?
Me: You know. For a guy who looks as good as you, fucks as good as you, you sure lack self-confidence.
He laughed again.
A: I think it’s more of I don’t want to do things I’ll regret later on.
I think my eyes had already rolled out of their sockets and were now somewhere on the floor.
Me: Do you regret taking my virginity?
A: Well, not really.
Me: Do you regret sleeping with me?
A: No.
Me: Do you regret making me want you so badly?
He laughed.
A: That’s hardly something to regret.
Me: I can make you regret it. Not a problem.
I went down on him again.
A: Shit…
The second he was almost hard, I mounted him again.
Me: Do you regret it now?
A: Definitely not.
He grabbed me and flipped me over, while still inside me.
He pinned my hands above my head.
A: I’m going to fuck you hard.
I smiled.
Me: Just don’t cum too fast again.
I realised that sometimes, issuing a challenge to a guy was not a bad thing.
As he pumped me hard and fast, I had nothing to grab onto. I could not even moan as his mouth covered mine.
Adam was truly the perfect person to explore my sexuality with.
But how long would it last before I got bored of him and moved on to someone else?
He finally released my mouth and I moaned, probably so loud that my neighbours could have heard. But I didn’t really care. I was having the time of my life.
Sadly, he pulled out within minutes again, spraying me with his warm watery seed. I needed to find a way to make him last longer even while fucking me hard without a condom.
It was probably time to seek out Emily again tomorrow.
Thankfully, I did not need to sneak Adam out after we were done. He had asked if I wanted to go for dinner, but honestly, I wasn’t hungry.
It was as though sex had curbed my appetite. Not that I had a huge appetite in the first place.
I entered the shower again after he left and stood under the cold water for what seemed to be the longest time. I recalled all those rape scenes in dramas where the female stood under the shower, wasting gallons of water. But this was not it. The cold water was extremely soothing to my sore body, and sore pussy.
Perhaps I overdid it. Perhaps I should have gone slowly. But where was the fun in that? I recalled some Latin phrase from somewhere, “Carpe Diem” or “seize the day”. So why not? I was on the journey of my sexual awakening, and what an awakening it was. Maybe Adam was not the most ideal person, but he was pretty damn fine. All the talk about saving it for marriage, doing it with the person you loved, it all seemed like hogwash now.
What if I saved it till marriage and realized that hey, my partner kind of sucks in bed. What if he was a premature ejaculator? Or fell asleep immediately? What if feelings didn’t translate to sexual attraction?
All those questions did not need answering now.
I finished my shower and lay on my bed, absentmindedly stroking my freshly shaved pussy.
He had opened my eyes to a whole new world.
I felt relaxed. It was as though whatever stressors I felt had completely disappeared.
I drifted off to sleep.
The next day in school, I sought out Emily again.
E: What’s up?
Me: I…
E: Wait a minute…
She took a good look at me.
E: You had sex didn’t you?
I wondered how she could tell.
Me: Yes.
E: How was he? Is he as big as he says?
I recalled the monstrous tool that had been pounding me until it spat its sticky juice.
Me: Yes.
E: How big???
I estimated 7.5 inches with my hands.
Emily gulped.
E: I want that too.
Me: What????
E: I mean if I could. That’s.. huge. And he’s your first.
Me: Yeah.
E: Must have hurt like hell.
Me: Not really. When he first went in it hurt a little. Then it didn’t.
E: So he’s gentle?
Me: Quite. I preferred when he did it hard and fast.
E: Did he last long?
Me: At the start yes. He was like the Energizer Bunny.
E: Huh.
Me: I estimate he was inside me for an hour.
E: What???
Me: Yup. In the end he used his hand.
E: You’re not tight enough?
Me: No. He was torturing me on purpose.
E: Can you ask him if he will torture me as well? I had enough of 5 minute one night stands.
Me: Err…
E: Kidding…. So once and that was it?
Me: Actually… we had some fun in the shower too. He shaved me and I shaved him.
E: You what? Hahahahah.
Me: I found it exciting.
E: You do know you can wax right.
I shook my head.
Me: Won’t it hurt?
E: Does waxing your legs hurt?
Me: I shave my legs.
E: OK. One day I’ll bring you.
Me: We had sex in the shower too. Twice.
E: So another 2 hours?
Me: Nono. He came really fast. Like few minutes.
E: Oh?
Me: It was the condom. Or maybe shower sex is more thrilling?
E: You went raw?
Me: What’s raw?
E: Unprotected sex.
I nodded.
Emily rolled her eyes.
E: What did I tell you about condoms?
Me: It felt so much better.
E: I agree. But safety first.
Me: I don’t have that many partners.
E: Compared to me?
Emily glared at me.
Me: Well…
E: It’s not just about you. What about him. How certain are you that he was clean?
Somehow that statement woke me up.
Me: Well… it’s too late now.
E: Right. So three times? And he could cum?
Me: Actually, we did it a couple more times after that.
E: You’re a horny bitch.
I wondered if that was a compliment.
Me: I slept really well after that.
E: Ah. I’ve been having insomnia. Can I borrow him?
I wondered if that was a joke.
Me: I really wanted to ask. How do I make him last longer without a condom?
E: Honestly?
Me: Yes.
E: I don’t think that’s up to you. The guy needs to be able to control the pace and his own orgasm. If he can do that then great. I never had sex without a condom. But even with a condom, somehow those guys last minutes. Longest was probably 10 minutes. For someone to be able to do it for an hour, I would say he’s already pretty good.
Me: But without a condom he cums really fast…
E: Then I guess you’ll have to train him. Or use thinner condoms?
Me: I don’t know when I’ll see him again. And besides, I really like it raw.
E: Then I suggest you go get the pill.
Me: Which pill?
E: Contraceptive pills.
Me: How do I get them?
E: Just go to a doctor. Most GP should have it.
Me: So they’ll have records?
E: Yes?
Me: Can’t I buy it off the shelf?
E: Not in Singapore. I think Malaysia can.
Damn. In my 18 years of life, I had not even been to Malaysia. My only overseas holidays had been to Sentosa, and strangely Bintan. I wondered if my passport was still valid.
Me: Can you follow me to Malaysia?
Emily rolled her eyes.
E: I could. But taking a bus there will take forever.
Me: I could ask Adam if he will drive us there.
Emily’s eyes lit up.
E: Really???
Me: I think so.
I swear I could hear her salivating.
E: OK. Let’s go after school. After we go home to change.
Me: OK. I’ll call him to check with him.
E: You still stay at the same place?
Me: Yeah.
E: OK. I’ll head to your place once I’ve changed and gotten my passport.
As break time was almost over, I headed to to public telephone to call Adam.
Me: Hi Adam, my friend and I would like to go to Malaysia. Would you be willing to drive us there?
A: Oh. Erm. Sure. But I’ll get back to you on that. I need to get permission.
Me: From? Parents?
A: Haha. No. The army. I’m not sure but I think I have to get an exit permit.
Me: OK. Let me know. I’ll be in class till 2pm. I’ll call you after that?
A: Sure. If I’m not home, probably means I’m already outside your school.
Me: But I need to go home to change.
A: That’s what a car is for.
I could feel him grinning over the phone.
Me: Ok. See you later.
A: Bye.
The hours could not pass fast enough.
At 2pm Emily and I strolled out towards the foyer. Lo and behold, a familiar car was already there.
Emily grabbed me.
E: Isn’t that…
Me: Yep.
E: Not bad. Personal driver.
I blushed.
We headed towards Adam’s car.
Emily looked at it.
E: It’s so small. How did you-
I jabbed her with my finger.
I guess Adam more or less guessed what she was insinuating.
He opened the front passenger door and moved the seat forward, allowing Emily to get into the back.
E: You smoke in your car???
Adam gave a sheepish smile.
I said nothing and entered the car after he pushed the seat back.
He got in and started the engine.
E: Wah lau. This is damn ah beng.
Me: Why are you complaining so much.
E: I’m waiting for the sound system to be turned on.
Adam ignored her.
He got directions to her place and we waited in the car for her. Emily was from a more well-to-do family and stayed in a double storey bungalow in a neighbouring estate from my place.
Adam wound down the windows and lit a cigarette. I followed suit.
A: Hey. I thought I told you it’s bad for you?
I ignored him, blowing the smoke at his face.
Me: You’re smoking too.
A: You’re in uniform.
Me: I’m in your car.
Before we even finished our sticks, Emily reappeared.
E: Oh my god Jade. Why are you smoking?
Me: Erm.
E: Must be his bad influence.
I exited the car and stubbed out the stick, letting her into the backseat at the same time.
She was dressed casually, in a spaghetti top and denim shorts. I caught sight of Adam staring at her long, slender, creamy legs. I wondered if I should be jealous.
Emily wasn’t drop dead gorgeous. And neither was I, but she knew how to dress up to accentuate her assets, like her legs. Me on the other hand, hardly bothered dressing up at all. Besides, Adam had already seen me naked, what clothes I wore probably didn’t matter.
We drove over to my place.
A: Hey, you girls got any ringgit?
Me: Oh. Forgot about that.
A: Any shopping malls with money changers nearby?
I tried to recall, but being as antisocial as I was, I hardly noticed my surroundings.
A: Perhaps at the central area?
Me: I have no clue. Em?
E: I know parkway definitely has a few.
Me: That’s far.
A: Well, you can change in JB, not sure the rate though.
E: You seem very experienced.
A: Oh. I used to go in every week before army. Cheap food. Cheap massages…
E: Those kind of massages?
A: Err…
Me: What kind?
E: Dirty kind. All guys do it.
I turned to Adam.
Me: Do you?
A: Err… I followed my friends once. After that not really. Had a girlfriend.
I wondered if he was lying.
E: Now you have girlfriend also right.
Emily poked me from behind.
A: Huh? Err.. no?
E: You mean you and Jade aren’t together?
I looked at Adam, eagerly awaiting his response.
A: Well, it’s complicated.
Not a bad answer. Acceptable to me.
E: But you’re fucking!
Me: EMILY!!!
Sometimes that girl had no filter from her brain to her mouth.
A: Well…
E: You naughty girl.
I was seriously turning redder than a tomato.
Adam grabbed my hand. I wish he would have kept it on the steering wheel.
A: We have a special relationship.
E: Oh…. Like fuck buddies… how many fuck buddies do you have?
I wondered where she was going with her line of questioning.
A: One?
E: How boring.
Me: Em, that’s enough.
I growled at her.
We reached my place and Adam parked.
Me: Come up with me?
A: Sure.
E: You’re going to fuck?
I seriously considered it. But we were short on time.
Me: No. I just don’t want to leave him here to answer your nonsensical questions.
E: I wanna watch you two fuck.
Me & A: What???
E: serious.
Me: Don’t be ridiculous.
Emily pouted.
I wasn’t extremely keen to have Emily watch us. I was embarrassed enough with the way I react when Adam fucked me. I would probably die if I let Emily watch. She would probably be giving a live commentary or tips on how I should pleasure him or something.
E: Oh come on. It will be kinky. What do you think?
She turned to Adam.
A: I think it’s kinky. But I won’t do it if Jade doesn’t want it.
She turned to me.
E: Well? I’ve known you for so long. I know all your deep and dark secrets.
Me: No you don’t.
E: fine. I don’t.
Me: What’s so interesting about watching us do it anyway?
E: I don’t know. Just wanna see how others do it.
Me: So you’ll let us watch you too?
I wondered how that statement actually came out of my mouth.
E: Err…. I’m in between fuck buddies now. So…
I knew exactly what she was thinking.
Me: Are you going to suggest what I’m thinking?
She feigned innocence.
E: Huh? what?
Me: You want Adam.
E: Haha.. nonono… unless he wants.
That sneaky bitch.
I turned to Adam.
Me: Well?
Adam looked lost.
A: Frankly I’m a little uncomfortable with all this.
My spirits were lifted. He wasn’t a horny bastard.
Me: Good.
I dragged him up to my place leaving Emily there to wait for us.
I unlocked the door and ushered him straight to my room, literally ripping off my school uniform at the same time.
Clad in my bra and panties, I pushed him onto the bed and immediately started to remove his berms and boxers.
A: Hey…
I shushed him.
Taking his flaccid member into my mouth, I sucked him to full hardness.
Removing my panties, I slid down on his hard rod.
A: Wait! You aren’t- oh wait you are.
I was as wet as I could ever be.
I rode him hard and fast occasionally grinding my clit against him.
Did I really want to have sex then? No. But I was aroused anyway. This was more like a show of dominance. Adam was mine. And he better get any thought of getting it on with Emily out of his mind.
I clenched my pussy muscles around his dick and I could see him getting visibly uncomfortable.
A: Don’t. I will cum.
I smiled deviously.
Dismounting, I took his juice-laden cock into my mouth and sucked him the way he liked.
He came copiously into my mouth and I swallowed it all.
I checked my watch. Around 5 minutes. But I was strangely satisfied.
I led him to the bathroom to clean up.
A: What’s wrong.
Me: Nothing. Just felt like doing it.
A: You’re not jealous are you?
Me: Of?
A: Emily flirting with me.
He may have hit the nail on my head, but I hid it well.
Me: Nono. I just enjoy your cock. Now we better get ready.
A quick wash up and I got dressed before we headed back down.