Lydia

[Fatalfamw]

I always knew how to tease, I mean, I knew I had an effect on guys ever since I was in secondary school. The boys in my class would use hang around me during recess or in between lessons, I didn’t mind, I mean who wouldn’t like having more friends right and have the attention right?

I probably liked it because of the perks I could get, free drinks and food. Getting my attendance marked even though I wasn’t present. It was when I started getting older then I understood the full extent of it, in sec 3, one boy, Mark told me he really liked me and wanted to be with me. Mark was older than me by 4 years. “What about me do you like?” I didn’t get an answer straight away of course, Mark beat around the bush before he told me how much he was lusting for me but he knew it wasn’t right because I was younger than him. He called me “jailbait”.
Oh, a bit about me. I’m164cm tall weighing 49.5kg. I have hair all the way down to my mid back, I dyed it slightly brown. I might consider bleaching it and dying it ash blue. I’m fair, double eye lid with a small mole at my chin, my body measurements are 34C-22-32, the body part I am proudest of are my thighs and legs I think they are considered long for someone my height. A friend once described me as the twin of AOA’s Seolhyun, although I don’t see the resemblance myself.

I have been in a couple of relationships before, my first boyfriend was Jason, secondary 2 to 3. Second was Mark, sec 3 and my last boyfriend was Jian hao sec 4 to poly sem 1. Jason was fine and all, everything was very Vanilla. We held hands and talked at the playground close to my house, I cried the days we broke up. I guess, I probably didn’t matter to him anymore. Mark was much cooler, he had his brothers and we always had fun. I picked up smoking and drinking then. Mark was more dominating, I altered the hem of my school skirt and wore it high waist because he wanted me to. He told me he loved to see my exposed mid-thigh fair and smooth he would use run his fingers up and down them, threatening to further up till I stopped him. Other than the fact that I had to tuck on the hem of my skirt or risk exposing myself every time there was a breeze. I started wearing louder colours for my bras, pink, blue, red and black. My uniformed was slightly worn out at that point of time, people could obviously see the colour of the day if they wanted to but I didn’t care, it felt good knowing that people were looking.

Once during morning assembly while crossing my legs to sit down, I absentmindedly forgot to sling my bag forward and my skirt hiked up dangerously past my mid-thigh. I continued chatting with friend not knowing that my black laced translucent knickers were exposed to the prefect standing just 10 o clock in front of me. I looked towards his direction after a good 3 minutes of exposing myself, staring straight at me he flushed red and immediately turned away. I pushed the hem of my skirt down and covered myself up, I wonder what his view was, did he like what he saw, I wonder what was in his mind at that point of time. Well, I guess I will never know.

If anyone’s curious, yes. I lost my virginity to Mark, which was a major turning point in my life and my life style. I lost my virginity at the void deck close to my school, it wasn’t anything special. It hurt, it was fast and I was afraid that we would get caught. Subsequently, Mark did pressure me for sex more often we did it a total of 3 more times before we broke up. He cheated on me. Subsequently I slowly begin to understand how I could use my body to drive man crazy. I tucked my blouse into my tight waist high skirt before I left for school, random strangers would approach me every other day wanting to know me, guys young and old would stare at me every time I walked pass, it was so empowering. I would notice my class and school mates looking my way occasionally because I failed to cross my legs when I was sitting in class or because my blouse was tucked in too tightly causing gaps between my buttons exposing my breast. I didn’t mind at all, I enjoyed being a tease.

Fast forward 6 months I met Jian hao, a real gentleman, I really liked him but he couldn’t accept me for who I was. He told me he didn’t want to share me with the rest of the world. It wasn’t like I was sleeping around with everyone, I just like to dress a certain way, I like feeling the excitement of men eye raping me when I walk by knowing that I was forbidden and there was nothing they could do about it unless I say so. When I broke up with Jian hao, I decided to start anew. Sure, I had many other friends and finding another boyfriend was simple but I was missing something and I thought that by starting anew I was able that excitement in life I was missing.

Standing in front of my mirror wrapped in my towel I looked at myself. Having my hair up in a bun, I picked out my favourite set of lingerie, a laced bright red bra and thong from Chantelle. I slipped into the thong and tucked on to the sides and back of the thong to rest its rear fabric snuggly onto my perky bum, bending forward slightly, I hooked both bra straps on and fastened the hook at the back. I made sure to conform my breast into the cups of the bra, squeezing as much as I could to have it look as perky as I can after all, if you’ve got it, flaunt it! Peeking through my curtains I could see the rising sun I turned towards my wardrobe and fished out my white tank top and my denim high waist shorts. I looked into the mirror again after I was done with my makeup, the fabric of my tank top although slightly worn out fitted me perfectly. I tucked my tank top into my denim shorts, lace frills from my bra peeked out slightly from the low neck line as I made out the shape my bra cups and colour through the tight and translucent tank top, I wonder what they would think when they see. I spun to the left and admired my thighs, fair and smooth I examined my milky calves and glanced upwards till I reached my thighs, a smidgen of my butt cheeks stood out, I was blessed to have a peaky ass and I’m glad that I choose to wear a thong today. I’m running late!

I grabbed my laptop, left my house and made a dashed towards the elevator, I barely caught the closing door and awkwardly slip into the lift. In the lift was boy, a secondary school student who probably was in secondary 5 or a year younger than me, tall and quite good looking. I stood in front of him and noticed he was staring at me through the mirror in the lift, perhaps he was looking at my slightly damped tank top, admiring my bra. I was beginning to catch my breath when the elevator door opened at the 13th floor. A group of 7 mostly students moved into the lift, I made way for them by repositioning myself closer to the back of the elevator all the while back facing the student. I inched backed slowly till my head was inches away from his nose, he probably liked the way I smelled as I could see him inhaling deeply. This time the elevator stopped again at the 9th floor and more people came in, not by choice I took half a step backwards this time. I could feel the fabric of our clothing touch, he probably felt it too as he jerked backed slight to prevent any misunderstandings. I smiled to myself as I arched my butt and leaned back half an inch and rested my butt on what I suppose was his groin, looking in to the mirror I observed a split second of panic and confusion in his face, however the look in his eye changed slightly as I felt his pushing back against my butt. At that point of time I was sure that I was resting on his groin, he was slowly getting hard. Our eyes met as I looked into the mirror once again, not wanting to lose I bent my knees lightly to lower myself and slowly grinded my butt against his groin as I stood up straight again, I could feel my denim slowly glazing up against his school pants. The most thrilling thing however was that I could feel his semi-hard shaft pressing against my butt, looks like I made the right choice in wearing thongs today. My little grinding escapade lasted all the way from 9th floor till the first floor, the lift did stop somewhere in between but that didn’t matter. What mattered was when we reached the ground floor, his semi hard on grew into a fully blown erection. I looked into the mirror once again and I saw the look of ecstasy in his eyes, unfortunately for him I was running late. We were the last few to step out of the elevator, I looked over and his name tag read “Tan Jia Hao”, I smiled at him and before he could utter a single word I jaunted pass him and headed straight towards the bus stop.

[Starter]

Wow femfatale.... Nice support New writer

[Sen5eS]

Originally Posted by Starter

Wow femfatale.... Nice support New writer

La Femme Nikita ? Can't tell if author's female or male ?

[Starter]

Originally Posted by Sen5eS

La Femme Nikita ? Can't tell if author's female or male ?

does it matter???? lolz enjoy the write up bro

[heavenlybonk]

Support here too.

[Sen5eS]

Originally Posted by Starter

does it matter???? lolz enjoy the write up bro

True Dat

[Hairyfox]

Starting to build a big tent .

[WaterJet]

camping to new story

[fawx]

camping!!!

[Rickey]

A v. nice teasing start by TS written in v. good english & in a way we can all relate to when we were in sch back in those good old days ! ...like a fren to fren ...eagerly awaiting for TS to come out wif her next naughty instalment !

[Ngengheng]

Camping for more.....

[VladTheImpala]

Originally Posted by Hairyfox

Starting to build a big tent .

Slowly taking down your tent

[Rickey]

Where's TS ???...missing her...such a promising 'teasing' start & then...???...is she coming back to continue her naughty story ??

[mimo22]

Camping too

[sanuuk]

Originally Posted by Rickey

Where's TS ???...missing her...such a promising 'teasing' start & then...???...is she coming back to continue her naughty story ??

How sure are u that she is not a he and she may not be a she?