So like I said, lets allow the cousin storyline to drop for a while. Anyway. School has been so interesting. There's this girl, Andrea. She's openly bisexual. And she's been getting very close to me, literally and whatever the other meanings imply.
It all started in a GP class. We were working on this really tough article for our review session. It was quite difficult and if you guys have followed my blog you'd realize that my English isn't half bad. Andrea sits next to me in class. All of us are decided into pairs by the way. We took the corner desks with no one behind us. Quite cost to be honest. Anyway, we were reading the article and she was asking me the meanings for quite a few words. You know me don't you, why would I do something without having a bit of fun?
"yes Andrea what is it?"
"Cheyenne your English so good right, what's the meaning of metaphysical?"
I was explaining to her the meaning and I made sure I was right next to her. Like we were touching and we were so close to each other. I could feel her warm smooth skin and I was actually quite cold. "omg Andrea if I tell you the meaning will you help me I'm so cold, can you just help me turn the air con down?"
My nipples were so hard at this point, that's how cold the classrooms get.
"huh no need la, come I hug you, you'll feel warm!" I couldn't believe my luck. Next thing I knew Andrea had wrapped her right arm around my shoulders and my head was resting on her shoulder as we carried on reading. Now I should probably describe Andrea to you. She's 17 too, and she has really smooth curly hair that's quite auburn in colour. Like naturally. We can't dye hair in school remember. Her hair falls down to her chest level so I imagine when she's naked her hair must be just about long enough to cover her breasts. Speaking of breasts, she's a B cup, like a solid B. I know you guys like the big ol' boobies but I somehow find B cups the ideal size. The girls in my class with C cups always complain about how tiring it gets to run during PE with boobs that size. My own smaller B cups couldn't match up to Andrea though. More that anything, she's a gymnast, doing the ribbons. She's so fit and her ass is really quite tight, I have to admit. She can do a full split and when she lap danced one of the other girls during our school camp, I got quite turned on, her perky ass and curves and her boobs can turn any straight girl, I imagine. So yeah. Anyway. My head was resting on the crook lf her neck and I could smell her so well. She has a policy of never wearing perfume. She didn't need to. Her natural smell was quite fruity. One can only imagine how nice her panties would smell. ;) Being the faster reader I finished the article first and I thought I'd take a slight bit of shut eye. I closed my eyes and snuggled closer onto her and I could feel her body respond. She noticed me cuddling in, and if she knew what I was up to, then she worked really well to hide it from me. I could, however note the subtle changes. She warmed up, angled her body in a more inviting posture and placed her left arm around my torso, just in between my boobs and my stomach. It felt electric but not erotic. I don't know why.
After ten minutes of me pretending to be asleep but actually just making sure I was in position I made the move. I tossed and turned and have Andrea my best sleepy face. "Andrea, can I just lie down on you I'm so sleepy, and we still have that H2 Math thing later."
"of course no problem" she said with a bit too much enthusiasm than was socially acceptable. She quickly cleared a quick space and I soon found myself lying on her lap, curled up in a fetal position. Her left hand played with my hair and her right hand lay lightly on my waist, playing with my skirt's waistband. Time to have some fun. Slowly, I started wriggling, twisting, moving anything go get my head to dig into her vagina. She felt it.
Slowly, her hand moved from my waist to my stomach, and then when she made sure that I was asleep (I wasn't) she moved her hand to my chest. Andrea Tay's hand was now on my right boob. I started feeling a shifting in my inner thighs. Squeezing my legs together, I found myself getting moist. My nipples were hardened to rock now and I was wearing the same panties as yesterday, so that they'd get really wet before I mailed it to the guy who bought it from me. (side note, this is the story of the panties you bought from me, KY ;) I hope you're enjoying it. If anyone else wants to buy, just mail me)
So there I was. On her lap, her hand on my boob, getting wet and hard. Slowly, I reached out and touched her right hand and put my fingers in between hers. I clutched her hand and mine which were intertwined, to my chest. Now her hands were on both my boobs. Out of the corner of my eye I could see her eyes shift and stare at me, puzzled, but clearly turned on by what was going on.
Thursday, 18 April 2013
Anyway, I'm going to let my cousins' story slide for a while. I know I haven't posted here in a long time, so I'm gonna tell yall about quite a few things that's been going on in JC. If you have been coming here everyday or every week faithfully checking for a new post, I just want you to know that I love you and I'm very grateful to you for being a faithful follower. I would totally suck you off or do something to repay your kindness but hey. This isn't an ideal world.
STAY TUNED K :)
STAY TUNED K :)
'Where are they, uncle?' I asked, just not being able to take it anymore.
"Oh they're on their way! Haha I'm not supposed to tell you, but they're buying you a little gift! That's why they're late!"
A present? Jesus! I don't need a present! I just need the two of them here! In fact, I should be giving them the present of me! Me and my... Little exhibition.
The hours fell and before long, my lovely cousins arrived. Desiree, well she's 16, a year younger, and she's got shoulder length dark brown hair. Of course, she had to dye it. Duh. She's chinese. Of course its dyed hair. She's around 165cm, so that's slightly taller than me. She's like, 41kg? Imagine that? And she's a solid B cup. ;) with her bigger-than-most-chinese eyes, her high cheekbones and what not, anyone could easily tell that she's part eurasian.
Justin is a different case. He's 19, and he's in poly. Temasek poly. Which course... Never you mind. He's got short and yet long hair, the kinda that he always decides to comb back. Gosh. The comb back hair is so sexy.
Anyway, it was pretty much time for dinner, and throughout all this time, I think I should tell you that Desiree was acting really weirdly around me. I don't know why, but she just was.
So at dinner, Desiree sat next to me, on my left and Justin, on my right. Time for some fun ;)
Letting my hand drop slightly, I placed it on Justin's left thigh. He didn't flinch or move away, but I could sense his body tightening up. It was all very subtle, but I could tell. Above the table, everything was normal. Under it, the fun was just starting.
I slowly started rubbing Justin's leg up and down, down to the knee and up as far to his crotch. He gave me looks, but nothing else. Slowly, I started sliding my hand into his inner thigh. An over-the-jeans cock rub ensued. And yet, through all this, we still made no noise above the table. Justin was so tensed up, tense by the thought of a 17 year old girl rubbing his inner thighs less than half a meter away from his parents. I started laughing along very happily to all the jokes everyone was making at the table, using my "uncontrollable laughter" as an excuse to throw myself onto Justin, giggling away madly. While all this was happeneing, my hand was furiously rubbing over Justin's crotch. I could feel him getting hard, the blood gushing from everywhere, the brain commanding the veins to redirect blood to flow to his pretty large, thick penis.