Wednesday, 9 December 2015

Alex: the quiet, shy man

Alex: the quiet, shy man

Five more minutes.. Come on.. End the day already..

James continued to stare at the clock on his computer while pretending to look busy. When the clock hit 6:00pm, he jumped up and ran straight to Alex’s cubicle. 

James: Hey Alex! I know just where to go for dinner. You know the tiny café we saw at the corner last Friday? Word is that they serve pretty good goulash. I know it’s your favourite so let’s head there.
Alex: It’s always empty. You sure?
James: Let’s just try it. The rumours may be true!


James and Alex arrived at the café 20 minutes later. It was empty as usual. No one was manning the counter when they entered. Then, they heard a lady’s voice from the back of the kitchen, “COMING! HAVE A SEAT FIRST. THANKS.” Both of them found some seats by the corner of the shop and took their places. Moments later, a youthful lady stepped out from the back of the shop and attended to her only patrons for the night. She had a simple floral dress that hugged her slim body and a pair of matching flats. As she reached the table, her attention was grabbed by Alex for a few moments before she realised both her patrons looked on at her confused.

Jane: Good evening gentlemen, I’m Jane. Welcome, how may I serve you tonight.
James: Well, we came for one purpose: to fill our stomachs with your goulash. Rumours say they are pretty darn good.

James glanced over at Alex to find him fixated on Jane.

James: Am I right, Alex?

That question broke Alex’s focus before turning back to James. He realised James noticed his gaze and raised an eyebrow at him.

Jane: All right. Well I guess there is only one way to find out? 

Jane turned and headed back into the kitchen. Her gait, as light as a feather, made the hem of her dress float slightly. That seemed to have caught Alex’s attention once again.

James: She seems to be the only person running the place. It must be tough for a girl like her.
Alex: I guess so. 


James: Oh wow. This is so damn good. Who knew a small café like this has such great food.
Alex: Oh yeah. James, you know the washroom is? I think the lunch’s finally gotten to me. 

Alex walked over to Jane sitting by the counter.

Alex: Hello Jane, do you mind showing me to the washroom?
Jane: Yes sure, it is down the corridor. Take a right when you see McDonald’s then walk str.. Why don’t I bring you there?
Alex: Yes please, I’d like that. 

Alex opened the door to let Jane lead the way from the café. 

Alex: I noticed you’d been looking over several times while I was having my dinner. 
Jane: Well, aren’t you just as guilty of the same crime as well? 
Alex (embarrassed): I didn’t expect you to notice. When you stepped out of the kitchen, I couldn’t help notice how angel-like you looked.

Jane caught Alex’s longing gaze once again as he spoke.

Jane (laughing): Angel-like? That’s sweet but I don’t think I’m nothing like the angel you pictured in your mind.
Alex: Then let me find out who you really are. What makes you tick?
Jane (laughing): What makes me tick..? You sure do ask some odd questions when you are trying to ask me out. 
Jane: A good kiss.
Jane: I do love guys who blush. They’re cute when they do.

As she finished her sentence, Alex leaned in and gave a soft peck on Jane’s lips. When she did not flinch, he leaned in further and locked lips with hers. For the next few moments, both of them kissed, passionately, like lovers. 

Jane: Oh damn, Alex. You don’t happen to have a condom with you now? I would love you to fuck me now.
Alex: No I don’t. 
Jane: What a pity. Next time. Bring a condom wherever you go, dimwit.
Alex: Yes ma’am.
Jane: Now go on in and settle your business.
Alex (grinning): Already done, Jane.
Jane: Oh you cheeky boy. 


James: What took you so long?!
Alex: I shouldn’t have drunk that papaya milkshake like you told me to. 
James (laughing): Oh right. Thanks mate, that’s good to know. I’m so avoiding them now. Come on, let’s go.
Alex: All right. Hey, let me pay.
James: Sure? 

Both of them stood up and left the café promptly. 
(On their way to the car park)

Alex (smiling): I think I have just found my favourite place for goulash.

James looked over, confused at what he was seeing – Alex actually smiling for once. 

James: Well, good for you. I guess.

(Back at the café)

Jane flipped over the receipt that accompanied the bills for the meal. She found a number and a small note that read “Call me tonight? Alex.” After reading it, Jane couldn’t help but laugh at the note. Nevertheless, she dropped a text to Alex “Aren’t guys supposed to be the one asking for numbers and doing the calling? Dimwit. You still owe me a fuck. Jane.”

Sunday, 6 December 2015

Exploration of the human anatomy

As the relief teacher droned on about the human anatomy, I couldn’t help notice her erected tits in the snug, white dress she was wearing. Sure, the class today might be on the anatomy of the female reproductive system but I can’t help stealing several glances at her breasts. Her tight, slender body must have been a “dream come true” for most of the girls in the class. This wasn’t exactly helping calm the raging hard-on I have been getting since the class started. 

Feeling adventurous (well, horny), I looked around me to ensure people were actually focusing their attention to the front. Once that cleared, I unzipped my school shorts and slowly took out my penis, careful not to make it look like I’m actually doing it. The only reason why I did it was because the last row I was in was completely empty. It also helped that the tables were tightly packed together that anyone in front will not be able to see what’s going on underneath my table. 

Stroking my penis, I went on fantasizing about how her breasts feel like in my hands. Or my penis in her mouth. I became less focused on the class as time went on. Have I even been?

Time went by pretty fast. The bell rang, signaling the end of the class. 

As I went on packing my stuff to head home, Jenny came over. This was surprising, considering she was always the first to leave. She held me back as the rest of the class left the room.

Jenny: I saw it. What you were doing.
Me: Wait, what? You mean..
Jenny: Yes. 
Me: S.. So what do you want from me? 

Jenny stood up and locked both doors of the room and signaled me towards her.

Jenny: I want to see it again. We learned about it just last week, didn’t we? Let me see it.

I heard what she had to say. A part of me didn’t expect this side from a geeky girl who always left for home straight away. A part of me, well, panicky because I haven’t done this before. I stepped out of my shorts and underwear, revealing a growing penis as it got attention from a girl for the first time.

Jenny: Wow. It’s still growing.. So, this is the frenulum?
Me: Yes, it’s pretty sensitive too. Don’t poke it.
Jenny: I’ll not just poke it. Can I have it in my mouth please? I’ve seen this online before; I’ve always wanted to try it.
Me: You’ve surprised me for the second time today but.. sure.. please do. 

(I must be the luckiest fourteen year old right now)

I could feel the moist, warm insides of her mouth as she slowly bopped up and down. Sure enough, it felt so much better than my hand and it didn’t take long before I needed to come. I gently pushed her away before I tipped over the edge. 

Me: It’s my turn. Can I see and try yours now?

Jenny stood up and slipped out of her school skirt and that red lacy panties she had on. 

Me: Did you shave? You don’t have any hair there.
Jenny: Yes I did. My sister told me guys love it when it’s shaved there. Do you like it?
Me: Yes I do. It looks.. nice.
Jenny: Finger me?

Wasting no time, I got off from the table and kneeled down with her crotch right in front of my face. Gently, I pressed on her clitoris which was supposed to be full of nerve endings. This was looking to be more of a practical version of what was taught in the class. It didn’t take much effort to slide my finger in. She was already pretty wet.

Jenny: Get more fingers in. Come on.

She pulled my finger out and stuck three of her own in. I could see how much pleasure she was getting from this as her head leaned back in ecstasy. Bent on making her come like the girls in that porn flick did, I fingered just like how she told me to and rubbed her clit furiously. Her moans escaped her mouth and got louder as she drew close to orgasm. When she finally did, clear streams of juices leaked out of her pussy and down her inner thighs. 

Jenny: Your turn to come. 

I sat back down and leaned against the wall. With one hand on my penis, she grabbed my hand with the other and placed it on her breasts. They are not as huge as the ones I’ve seen but they are developing. I slipped my hands under her shirt and felt the soft, smooth skin of her body. I pulled her onto me, so she sat on me with my penis right in front of her. As she stroked, I was teasing her tits so much so that she started moaning again. Leaning forward, I gave soft pecks at the back of her neck. It didn’t take long before she started releasing some of the juices onto my penis. This turned me on so much that I came at the moment. Most of it got onto her hands.

Jenny: It’s warm and nice. Let’s stop for now to recharge and we shall continue tomorrow. Okay?
Me: Oh yes. 

We cleaned up the mess we made on the floor, got dressed and left the school together. It was only then that I realized we actually did it in the class but what filled my mind most was what was about to happen tomorrow. I couldn’t wait.

Wednesday, 2 December 2015

The very first post

Hello world!

What a cliche way of starting my very first blog post. Nonetheless, it speaks truth about my venture into the world of blogging and writing.

This blog shall serve to expand my writing. Again, this is my first time doing some writing. I have been an avid reader of several other local bloggers on erotic stories. Out there waiting for me is a ton of valuable knowledge. As you know by now, this blog shall be, but not limited to, testing grounds for erotic stories written by me. With that, I would love to hear any constructive feedback that will help improve my writing.

I do have stories on hand so you might actually see them in the next few days or in the next week. Now, I hope everyone enjoys what they read here and be patient with me. I am still new to this. As a reminder, every bit of information contained within this blog is purely fictitious and there was no effort to track (or be retold in writing) any individual or any stories that happened in the real world.

(I do accept ideas for a short story that you will like to see. You can use the form in the "Contact Me" page or find my email on the right side of this page.)