Relieving exam stress

Just like every other struggling university student, Jonathan and Charmaine have endured immense amounts of pressure throughout the exams period. Being a loving boyfriend, Jon brought me around Singapore to relieve stress, doing all sorts of things, from exhilarating trips to things as simple as just walking around and talking.

Jon has a motorcycle, and there was this Saturday when we decided to ride around the rural areas of northern and western Singapore. The feeling the wind in my hair (and also in my skirt onto my pussy, and the cold wind that hardened my nipples, brushing against his back) was rather stress relieving in itself already. And to be honest, I was too busy caressing his dick from behind as he rode, which I felt hardened up given my nipples rubbing on his back as well, that I didn't even know where we were when he stopped on a muddy road surrounded by vegetation.

I was wearing a white tank top and green denim microskirt. He got off first, so naturally he got a full view of my pussy under the skirt as I sat with my legs spread. He then came back onto the driver seat, sat facing me, and we started kissing while his hands ran into my skirt, and up my sensitive area. With a great deal of ecstasy from the amount of immense passion involved, I flung my tank top up, baring my breasts and upper body, which slimmed down nicely due to eating less.

After some time of lip action and and tongue-fighting, we decided to go into the woods, where we could have a better time. Jonathan then got off the seat again, pulled down my skirt, and carried a totally nude me into the vegetation, the bride-and-groom way. We reached a clearing, where he put me down, and I undid his underwear-less shorts for him, releasing his huge, hot dick which as apparently hungry.

Once it has shown that my toy was ready, my hands wrapped around his neck, and he lifted me via my butt, for the standing position. We didn't say a word to get to that - it's like two partners-in-crime being so synchronised that they don't even have to communicate. Skillful Jonathan found my vagina in no time and gave it a violent entry, as I resumed our deep kissing.

As we didn't lubricate, and I didn't suck him, his cock was dry, and hence the initial part was quite pain, especially for him. He called out in pain for a few times and even pulled it out once. But he didn't want to stop my pleasure, so he promptly put it in again, and continued my much-needed, hard and good thrusting.

Jonathan: "Honey, you know what's the best part of doing it out here?
Charmaine: "Mm hmm?"
Jonathan: "No one would discover us here, and neither of us would get gang-ed like if we do it in hall or something."

I went down to his mouth and continued kissing him again, this one with love, and not lust. How thoughtful could he get! It was meant to be a risk-free sex session, without the possibility of other people walking in on us and it was just the two of us, enjoying each other's beauty.

Our sex channel got wetter and wetter from my juices and his pre-cum. When my first discharge came, it was great. The whole humping suddenly smoothed for a while, before all my fluids left the hole and it got a little drier again. On the other hand, our kiss was really moist. Nonetheless, we continued the pleasurising and stimulating thrusting for some ten minutes, before I asked Jonathan where he would like to cum as I sensed his potential climax.

He didn't say a word, but just smiled as he pulled his dick out. Then he lay me down on a dry area, and I immediately knew what to do. I cupped my breasts and pulled them aside while he aligned his thick hard rod onto my cleavage, and just let my boobs do the rub-job. It took a few minutes, and while I fingered myself to pass time, Jon wasted no time in giving me a full-body stimulation by completing it for my nipples.

Without warning, which I'm usually used to, he came onto my face with a powerful shot of his soldiers kept incubated for at least 24 hours as I wasn't with him for the previous day. The stream contained quite a lot of semen-sperm mixture, it seemed, as my hair got tainted with it, and so did my face, shoulders, neck, and all the surrounding areas. Jon was sure to use his hands to clear out the final remnants, and then rubbed them on my nipples, ensuring they were moist to be shown through the thin material of my top.

Jon helped me up and we kissed briefly, a sign of love after lust. I didn't clean off the cum, I actually love having those warm fluids on for a while. As we returned to the bike, there was really a scare that I had to go home naked or something. Which was impossible to pull off! My skirt was on the ground beside the bike, and the tank top was nowhere to be seen.

Luckily enough, with me half naked and searching for my top, we found it some one hundred metres or so away from the bike. It was slightly soil-soaked and wet, though. Seemed like it was an animal which brought it there. Lucky us. Since that was my only garment, there was no choice. Literally. I put on that dirty top, which automatically showed my protruding nipples, still horny from the sex.

Unknown to Jon, I've already put an ultra-strong vibrator into me. Just as he was about to start off the bike, I tapped him and passed him the remote control. He knew exactly what to do - I was given one of the best presents a girl could have - a half-an-hour long of the best series of vibrations in the world!

What more could an exam-stretched girl ask for?