The Exhibitionist Ch 4

I was only 13. Basically my school's CCA block is a legend, and many legends were formed there, with the area being dark and secluded, and rather happening during after-school hours. I had some sexy time there before as well.

Freaking Monday blues by the way. Even Jon is trying to salvage that by screwing me about 7 times today, but to little avail.

Anyway, it was about 5pm on a Thursday, a non-CCA day, and I have just finished an extra lesson. I went to my CCA room to complete some assignments, and started touching myself out of nowhere. I was wearing my school uniform top and my skirt, and as usual without any underwear at all. Since I brought along my FBTs and a running singlet, I changed into them, in full view of the basketball court and HDB blocks outside the window (there were people in the court, and I'm not sure about the HDB blocks). Hopefully no one saw me.

Since the whole CCA block was really deserted at that time, I left the room and starting touching myself on the corridor. Then I ran to a nearby pillar, hid behind it and started stripping off everything, my breasts and pussy in full view of anyone coming by. It was near a boy's toilet, so I went in and put the clothes inside, on the sink. I'd be so gone if they get stolen! Then I exited the toilet and walked around, stark naked. I explored the whole block, looking at each room to see if there are people, so it's safe to proceed with the next act. I found only one room occupied, and hurried past the room when I walked there. Phew, nothing happened.

Just then, in the distance, I saw a shadow. Immediately, I turned and ran towards the staircase, to move to another floor, and it was there where I decided that it was time. I sat down against the wall, and my fingers, just like they were conditioned to, automatically explored first my labia, going in circles, then slowly, and gradually, into my pussy.

I knew I had to control my pleasure calls, but the penetration was a little too much to handle. I let out a soft moan as it went in, but everything went as per normal, the fingering would have picked up speed. Rubbing was assisted by the other hand, alternating between the bottom and the two nipples.

It was a long ten minutes of casual masturbating, before I decided to pick up speed, and within a minute, I reached a climax where I squirted all the way across the staircase onto the opposite wall. The juices were like free-flow. They kept coming out it the jet-stream, although without climaxes. After the second orgasm, I lay there for a while, and then decided to go.

I first went to the toilet to collect my clothes, which, luckily, were still there. Just then, I heard footsteps coming towards the toilet, and a struggle within me had to decide whether to hide or not, or whether there is enough time to hide in the first place. I decided to stay there and just let any guy entering the toilet fuck me, I was prepared.

Thankfully, he didn't enter the toilet. Or maybe I wanted him to do so anyway. I was a little disappointed as I went back to the room with the clothes in my hand and still being naked. I stayed in the nude inside there to complete everything left, before fingering myself to a few good orgasms again. Wore my singlet home which was tighter and could show my nipples, coupled with the short school skirt, ready anytime for an upskirt.