Lesbian Ch 1

This month is gonna be lesbian month, I'll celebrate a few of my most defining girl-only experiences! Now that I've broke up with Jonathan, and moved back to the girls' floor to live with Fiona, I'll avoid any other penises this March. That means dressing properly and what-nots and staying away from guys, which is totally not my second nature.

Anyway, to kick start this series, and Early Days kind of recollection:

This happened in P6 during a school trip to I-can't-remember-where. Anyway, the kinky part's the most important, right?

It started when I needed to relief myself, both urologically and sexually. We were all given time to go to the toilet, so I made use of the 15-minute break to hurry into a cubicle and sat on the toilet bowl. Then I lifted my skirt up to pee, and after cleaning, I started the action. I would normally bring dildo-shaped things or even the real one everywhere I go, and this time was no different. A slim, 20-cm long, hard-cover pencil case became my weapon of choice.

I told my friends that I'll be taking a dump so I got them to go first. Obviously it wasn't! I was midway through the relieving, then a familiar voice came through the toilet. Ms Tay was heard from afar, while I continued the thrusting and replied as per normal that I'll be done in a jiffy (I wasn't even 50% cured of the day's kinkiness). Ms Tay suddenly knocked on the door and ordered, "Hurry up okay?", and to both of our surprises, the door swung open, leaving my pussy-with-toy totally exposed to my teacher.

Ms Tay was in her late 20s, tall, and with a voluptuous figure compared to any other female teacher in the school then, as to my knowledge. She would usually wear a dress shirt with a contrasting coloured bra, and tight pencil skirts with skin-coloured leggings. I can't bring myself to imagine how many guys have fantasised over her and probably got to some action in the staff room. Today was no exception, just that she had a cardigan over her. 

In a moment of shock, I tried to dressed up, but a bigger-sized Ms Tay came in and stopped me by the hand, telling me to remove my pinafore and stand on the toilet bowl. She didn't know my commando habits, as she doesn't see us in PE attire (or seldom). So she was in shock when she saw no VBL through my blouse, and in awe with my firm and full busts for a 12-year-old. And even more shock when the clitoris with just a few bits of first pubic hair under the blouse, exposed unintentionally and shyly. As she was wearing heels, she could easily and conveniently lick and fondle my nipples with me standing on the toilet bowl, protruding from both the fear and excitement.

As she slowly but steadily unbuttoned my blouse, she commanded: "Now do the same for me." I did, and I opened up her dress shirt to the last button like she did, and then pulled her hot pink laced strapless bra down to her stomach. Now we were both done, and instead of attacking my soft growing nipples she started kissing me, to lubricate our weapons I suppose. I was taken aback, but with composure I started, without prompt, to unzip her pencil skirt which revealed a set of matching underwear - it was a G-string she was wearing. I continued to follow the flow, and pulled down her stockings, and then her hot pink laced G-string, carefully and diligently.

I exposed her waxed bottom, and by then she had already sensed that we were both effectively naked, and could start the action. She intensified the pecking and her hands started to work on my nipples, and so did I. We didn't say a word, we just did what was needed. It was all in order - just like how she would teach mathematics - step by step. Once she felt that my nipples were sufficiently hard for period of time, and that my pleasure was overflowing, she stopped on me, but told me to continue on her.

She reached first for my vibrator, and put it inside her while handing the control to me. I didn't dare to turn it on first, until when she reached for her bag, she said: "It's in your control." She momentarily whipped out a larger, thicker, and longer vibrating dildo, turned it on from the switch at its bottom, and inserted it all the way into me. I screamed, while she smiled with glee. I knew I would turn my vibrator in her perfect pussy to the max, and I did immediately. We were pleasuring each other.

Our hands and mouth returned to, respectively, the opposite pair of nipples and mouth almost instantly without cue. That sustained for a good three minutes, before I was surprised that she squirted first. Once she squirted, she stopped everything, but instructed that I must masturbate till I squirt. She looked a little embarrassed for the poor stamina while she quickly got dressed from panties to bra and clothing. I was still working on her dildo when she left the toilet, and reminded me to vibrate till squirting again.

Once she left, I wanted to get dressed too, but I immediately squirted as well, wetting my school uniform. Without any choice, I had to dress up quickly too. Not forgetting Ms Tay forgot to close the cubicle dooe when she left, and I had no time to do so, so everything after she left was done in full view of anyone who walks past! Anyway, when I asked her about her dildo the next day, she told me to keep it (I still have it today!)

Ms Tay and I became good friends and even after I left primary school, we met up rather regularly for great exchanges of fun. I sometimes bring my boyfriends along to fuck her as well, when we desire dicks. If not it'll be just the two of us making out in toilets, carparks, etc. By the way, she has a figure of 34C-23-35 (her hips expanded after she gave birth in June, she's already 33 this year and still going great!)

Early Days Part 4

Probably last in this series. Jonathan and I would totally re-enact this tonight.

My first 'boyfriend' was in P4, and it was sort of puppy love that time. We didn't breakup, we just drifted apart. A second boyfriend, Ming Yang, came along in P6. This story is about the evening when I stole his virginity. Just sayin'.

Ming Yang wore a simple pair of spectacles, was average sized, and rather good-looking at that time, I must say, given the standards then. He was also charming around girls, and surprisingly, it was me who made the first move towards romantism with him.

"Ming Yang, you know something?"
"Mm hmm?"
"You are smart, charming and caring, I think... I think I like you."
"Really?"
"Yes, can you be my boyfriend?"
"Er haha so weird ah. Okay, I love you too."

That sort of puppy-love kind of confession at that time. We started to go on dates, cling onto each other in school, write notes, and what-nots. One day, we were walking to the bus-stop after school (I waited for him to finish his CCA until 6pm, while masturbating in all sorts of locations around the school campus). When walking past a carpark that was a must-past place, I pulled him by the hand into the staircase, and challenged him, "Let's race to the top!".

I reached the top floor first, but did not exit the staircase. Instead, I have already scouted the place - there were no cars on the open deck at the top. Once he reached, I asked, "Don't you feel hot after running up? Let's take off our clothes to cool down."

Shocked, he looked at me as I started to pull up my pinafore. I stopped and gave the annoyed look, and helped him unbutton and unzip his shorts and pulled down his underwear. He shouted, "What are you doing?" in shock. I kept quiet, and after his pants were down, his cock erect, I said, "Let's have sex!"

He got even more turned on by my sentence, and his dick expanded and bulged even more as I stroked it carefully. I licked the tip gently, and slowly, put the whole thing into my mouth and I moved in and out. Being his first time, he didn't know what to do. It was basically a consensual girl-rape for him.

After a few moments of intense blowjob, I stopped. We looked at each other, with him still having the stunned look, and then I sighed and said, "Undress me." He took the cue, and slowly pulled up my pinafore. There was no shock involved when he saw that I was commando  - he knew it from the start. He then went on to unbutton my blouse, while his long dick came in contact with my privates as he did so. Once done, he flung all my clothing away, and asked a naked body, "Okay, what's next?"

"You know where the vagina is? Put your cock inside it and move in and out." I bent over on the railings, and my hands went back to guide his cock to my vagina. Once there, my hand signalled for the young rod to go in, which he responded with a cry of pain. But once inside, he felt like heaven, and started his inexperienced thrusting action.

"When you're about to shoot your sperm, tell me and pull your bird out." (Yes, that was the coarse sexual lingo used in primary school, don't laugh!) It was under a minute when I felt the cock leave my body. I wasn't even aroused significantly, but I had no choice but to turn myself over and tell him to shoot on my face and breasts. He did, as I took the nice warm snack.

He immediately started to get dressed, while an unsatisfied me spent another few minutes masturbating to orgasm. He told me he would wait for me downstairs, and he did. After I got my climax and dressed up, I went down to meet him, and told him that we would have more practice. Following that, we got hooked onto sex as a couple, with his skill tremendously improved, until we broke up as we went to separate secondary schools.

Early Days Part 3

My first sex toy was given to me when I was P4, during the December holidays. My mum thought I would have needed one, and she even got me naked and taught me how to use it. It was a yellow-coloured, old-school wired control egg vibrator. Those were the days when wireless wasn't popular, the remote control was a problem.

Mom taught me that there are three areas to stimulate - the nipples, the labia, and inside the vagina. Well, this egg vibrator served me well until Sec 4 - it was the basis of all masturbation. In primary school, I would be on it three or four times a week, sometimes watching porn while my brother does, and sometimes even bring it out.

In secondary school, its usage was sharply reduced with more toys being bought. With that humble beginning, although this egg is already defunct, I still keep it as a remembrance. Now that I have come so far with so many toys, it is imperative I remember my first.

Early Days Part 2

My first commando experience was sometime in P4. If I didn't remember wrongly, this was what happened:

There was this Monday morning I was feeling rather horny (though I didn't know what was it then), probably caused by not masturbating the Sunday before. So as I slipped on my clothes for school, it dawned upon me that I could remove my panties under my skirt at a toilet to pleasure myself. Instead, I did it on the school bus, but I didn't masturbate there, I was kept turned on until I reached school.

I started school totally commando, and I believe I gave some male teachers and students numerous free views. As there was PE sometime later in the day, I went into a toilet cubicle, took off my bra after my pinafore and blouse, and left my rapidly-growing breasts (they were truly visible even at young age) hanging free for the rest of the day. Nothing was amiss - few, if not zero, girls wore a bra at that age.

With my mini-jugs hanging and my smooth slit in the cool, I sat through lessons with my concentration slightly diluted, and my heart pumping faster on average for the entire day. When the last bell rang at 1pm, it was one hell of a pleasuring session in a secluded boys' toilet, with loud moans and a slight chance of being discovered!

Side note:
I'm sorry I can't remember much about the past, they were too far back! And apologies for the lack of updates, the exams are taking its toll on me. But it's finally over! Jon and I have been having more sex, and at wilder places to relieve the exam stress, trust me it does! Will post about those in due time.

Early Days Part 1

After my first masturbating experience as described in a previous post, it became a pastime for me. I would do it as and when I could - it felt so fun and new then! So there was this day after the first time in the primary school toilet that I woke up, feeling really the urge to masturbate yet had to go to school.

That time I was sitting somewhere near the back I think. When the lesson got boring, my new obsession as a 9-year old kid came in again. I slowly reached under my skirt, felt for the silky pink panties, and started rubbing the outside. My partner was totally unaware (even if he/she was, they probably wouldn't know what I was doing either), so I continued to slowly rub it, before picking up a little speed.

Soon the pleasure was overwhelming me and luckily I held back the moans of awesomeness and I didn't squirt much, (a little bit though, I think). Unlike guys (there were a few who started masturbating in class at an older age too), there was no cleaning up to do, so I just felt the victory feeling and continued having lessons!

Back to the present
I just did a clean shave again, after my pubic hair grew out three weeks after the last one. There are some remnant bits of hair, and I'm thinking of waxing for now. Any advice from any kind soul out there?

The First Time

It was a normal day after school and some extra lessons which ended about 3pm early in P5 (January I think), and I, as usual, was on my way home. In primary school, sometimes if the weather is hot, I would take off my blouse and wear only my pinafore (since I was had ballet classes and that way it looked legit like there was a ballet suit inside). On this day, I did, and it was the day of the week that I would go to my cousins' house. And so I went there in this attire.

At the house, there were no adults home. My cousins were both at home already, and they were both one year older than me (a pair of male-female twins). Since there was no one, David was in his boxers wanking away to some porn, which I've been numb to it. He was rather well built but had a relatively small penis, with rather dense pubic hair for an 11-year-old.

In another room, Dana was in a set of pink lingerie, reading her magazine. There wasn't anything weird about her at this moment. Dana was an average faced, flat chested SG girl, and currently still have an AA cup, and natural pubic hair. The few strands she had at that time wasn't really enough to constitute some hair down there.

There wasn't anything much happening until around 4.30pm, when I finished my easy-peasy primary school homework and went to the toilet in David's room, just to discover both of them stark naked on the bed, checking one another's body out. They were stunned upon me walking into their kinky actions, but then David quickly pulled me down while both of them pinned me to the bed, and Dana started to lift my pinafore skirt up.

Dana reached far inside, and while doing so, she repeatedly told me not to be scared. I knew they were about to rape me, resisted a little, but David's sheer strength meant I couldn't do anything while he was already caressing my breasts through the pinafore having nothing under. Dana was shocked to find out that I didn't wear any panties, and started to finger my clit.

I let out little, pleasurable moans from the simultaneous fingering of the nipple and genitals, and kept saying, don't stop, don't stop once the pleasure kicked in. I just wanted to be masturbated till orgasm, which I came close to before long, let out a long scream, then David got Dana to back off.

With my pinafore still on, David fucked me in the vagina with his rock hard dick in a semi-missionary position (I learnt it a few months later while exploring it with my boyfriend), while Dana helped by removing my pinafore slowly, frenching me, and nipple-fucking me at the same time. I realised I must do something, so I rubbed my pussy somewhere near where David was fucking with one hand, and did the same to Dana's nipples on the other.

It was a matter of seconds before I felt the first orgasm. David apparently haven't finished his job, and was still thrusting, senseless to my pussy's sore and painful calls for help even as both my hands withdrew. With the pleasure still in remnants, I came a second time and this time I felt squirting. Some liquid flowed out and onto my groin area. David was still taking his time to torture my vagina.

Shortly after the second orgasm with the dick in me, David came, inside me. I could feel the shots of semen hitting and firing into my vaginal channel. That thought drove an exhausted me close to climax. Dana by now had already been fingering on a chair next to the bed, and once David went to clean up, she took over and the lesbianism begins.

Dana wasted no time from her growing horniness to eat me up. She pounced onto me and started frenching me again, while her efforts to go into my pussy still dripping from David's cum did not relent as well. She soon found herself a 69 position with me after some intense kissing, and licked me to orgasm in no time at all, while ordering me to do the same. I didn't really know how to, so I did it much less intense and actually used my fingers to help as well. The pleasure was overflowing and I couldn't get one coherent action anyway. All we could hear was moans and grunts from the exciting girl-to-girl love.

Then, after three orgasms on me and a loud moan from Dana, David emerged from the bathroom, told Dana to concentrate on my bottom, and shafted his not-that-big dick into my mouth, and there was still a little space. I let out a 'huh' as I was totally clueless despite having watched some porn, and he told me to suck it. Well, I didn't know why, but I just did as told, resulting in him putting his hands behind my head and pushing it closer and closer. Well, I didn't remember any foul smell either.

Meanwhile Dana was working full heartedly on my pussy and clit, and managed to grab a dildo to help her do her job. She was still licking and good at it, while the chunk of plastic went in and out faster and faster. My vagina already felt quite some soreness by now and I was rather numb to it (I had some of these experiences during masturbating as well) and decided to focus on the blowjob instead.

Vaginal orgasms wasn't very much a pleasure any more, and David seemed to know it, so he fondled with my large (for my age) breasts and most importantly, did the work on the nipples. There was an ooze of greatness in rubbing the nipples, no matter who did it. Unknowingly my fingers were on my own nipples too. David suddenly then pulled out his cock, pushed my head down, and started shooting his sperm on my face. I tried to move away but he put me there in place with one hand and the other controlling his aiming. Helpless, I closed my eyes and mouth, but my face and hair were still stained.

Once David ejaculated for the second time, both my cousins left me there for a good 15 minutes. I was totally exhausted and tired out, and just lay on the bed, until they showered (together) and got dressed decently and came to help me wash up. They made it a point to shower me and needless to say, more work was done in the bathroom.

In due time I would find out about my really horny cousins and extended family, who would relish any opportunity for some good exercise, and how they really opened me up to this pastime that I've grown to be unable to live without.

On a side note, to all the loveable peeps who have been awesome readers:
1. To all who wrote those wonderful comments, thanks a lot for sharing and the anticipation!
2. To those who want to contact me, you could do so at charmaine.kinky@gmail.com!
3. Alex: No pics for the moment, sorry! I still want a little of my privacy. If you're lucky you might catch me naked somewhere in public! :P

How it all began.

If you read my intro, you'll know my first kinky experience was when I was 9, when I first discovered myself. It was coincidentally also the first time I did something exhibitionist, and it has become a habit since then.

It was when I was in Primary 3, where there were compulsory swimming lessons that started at 3pm (organised by the school). Since dismissal time was typically 1pm, I would usually take my time to change to my swimsuit in the changing room. I would then wear only my pinafore over the swimsuit while waiting for the bus to the swimming complex.

Due to quick growth (I already had about between A to B cup in K2. No, I was not fat), I got my first bra at P1, and I've wore them up to P4, until I decided to go commando for good. In lower primary I wore panties too, but without any protective shorts. The school uniform was a white blouse under a dark coloured pinafore.

So it was this Wednesday (if I'm not wrong) when I went to change as usual. I was always daring so I wanted to try something exotic. Being influence by fashion shows I randomly saw on TV at that time, which I decided that I would walk down the toilet corridor a few times, each time having one clothing lesser.

And so I began. I started with just the short blouse over the training bra and leaving my panties exposed, then I did away with the blouse, then the bra, then the panties. Now I was totally naked along the dark corridor, and imagined there was an audience to be shy with. I used my hands to cover my hairless pussy, and in the process my fingers slid onto my clit, which instantly gave me a quick sensation, and I let out a soft moan right there on the corridor. With my fingers gently rubbing the area, I quickly finished the naked walk half heartedly and retreated back to my cubicle.

Back there, I sat on the toilet bowl, with my clothes all over the toilet floor and my legs open apart, and the rubbing starts to get more intense. I couldn't help but to let out sounds of pleasure. And then I bent over to barely see my vulva. I knew that the vagina was meant for something to be inserted in, and since I was on it, I tried my fingers. The sensation got even more exotic. There was little pain, more of epic pleasure. Suddenly, I felt my muscles contracting, and I retreated my finger in shock. To my surprise, the wonderful feeling reached a climax, and there was unknown liquid flowing out. I let out a loud scream, and then lied on the toilet bowl for about five minutes, exhausted. I quickly wore my swimsuit and draped my pinafore over, realising that it was about time.

That was my first masturbating experience. Loud and messy and impromptu, I never looked back since. For the rest of P3, masturbating became a weekly ritual at the same toilet cubicle in nudity, silence, and order, and so did exhibitionism. Come P4, I became more daring. As I went commando for the second half of P4 and sat at the back of the class, fingering became even easier.

But I don't think you guys out there would love to read such pedophilic-sounding experiences. I'll decide on what next to write about soon. In the meantime, thank you for your support! Replies on the previous post:

• I don't think I'm ready to share my contact info yet. Probably in due time I would consider. No, I'm not afraid, I just don't think I should do it yet.
• And to those looking forward to this, here you go!