Story: Confessions of a Side Chick

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[diputs1269]

Nice story, more please.

[EnigmaofSorrow]

As I tried to escape in my seemingly innocent fantasy world in a vain attempt to block out the heavy breathing in the vicinity, my ears detected another sound.

It was hard to describe what the other sound was, except it sounded like muffled footsteps in puddles of water.

More sounds were heard, this time it sounded like faint slurping sounds of someone eating a ice lolly.

Keeping my eyes shut, I shook Adam.

Me: What's that other noise???

I whispered.

Adam did not reply, but I could sense he was looking in the direction of the sounds, as if trying to ascertain the cause of it. I wondered why he did not just turn on his torchlight.

Amid my growing trepidation, I felt a growth of another sort.

As much as he tried to hide it, something in Adam's bermudas was twitching, each throb sending little jolts into my waist.

I knew what it was. I did go through 2 years of biology.

I recalled what Tom said about Adam being sizeable but this was getting a little absurd. There was no way that the thing in his pants that was supposed to go into a woman when they wanted to make a baby was going to fit into any woman. Especially myself. Each period brought me some levels of distress as even inserting and removing a tampon would cause me to want to rip out my insides to avoid further recurrence monthly.

Suddenly Adam pulled me up gently.

A: Let's go back down.

I nodded, not that he could see anyway, and pulled myself up unsteadily.

A: Hey Tom, we're going back down. You ok up here?

A muffled groan, then a hasty reply.

T: Yeah sure. Use the torch. It's dark.

Adam ignored him and slowly squinted his way towards the steps, guiding me by my arm and waist.

Me: Use your torch!

I hissed at him. My night vision was as good as a bats, and I damn sure did not have echolocation abilities.

He removed the torch from his pocket and lighted the way down. I almost screamed as I saw what looked like a toad hop away.

We slowly made our way down and away from the tower, eventually settling at a rain shelter nearby.

I decided to clarify my suspicions.

Me: Why did you want to leave?

A: Err…

Me: You heard those noises too right?

A: Yeah.

Me: By the way your torch was poking me just now.

He looked confused.

A: My torch? Oh.

It was his turn to be a little embarrassed.

A: That wasn't my torch.

I smirked as though I had just answered the most difficult question in a quiz.

Me: I know. It was your penis.

Adam laughed. I wondered why I was so entranced by his laughter.

A: Nobody calls it a penis.

Me: Oh? But that's what we're taught in biology. During sexual intercourse, the man puts his erect penis into the woman's vagina and ejaculates semen which contains sperm, then the sperm travels up the vagina into the uterus where the ovum is waiting then a foetus is formed.

Adam somehow found my description of conception hilarious.

A: I guess that's the scientific description.

Me: Is there a non-scientific description?

A: Well… I guess not. But most people just use the layman terms.

Suddenly I was curious.

Me: Like?

A: Err..

Me: Tell me!

A: Hmm… during fucking, the man puts his hard cock into the woman's pussy, then he cums. I don't know how the laymen describe the sperm meeting the egg.

It was my turn to laugh.

Me: I was just teasing you. I do read romance novels ok.

A: Oh. Not surprising.

Me: So why were you hard?

A: Err… well… I wasn't exactly hard…

Me: But you were getting hard. Were you having dirty thoughts about me???

I slapped his arm playfully.

A: Nonono. It's just… an automatic reaction I guess.

Me: Reaction to what?

A: Generalised dirty thoughts.

Me: Huh?

A: Well… those sounds you heard…

Me: Yeah. They were creepy.

A: Not exactly.

Me: No?

A: The heavy breathing was initially. Then when I heard the rest of the sounds I kind of figured out what's going on.

Me: What?

A: Are you sure you want to know? I don't want to put dirty thoughts into your head.

Me: Tell me……

A: Well… I do believe he was getting a blowjob while he was fingering her.

Me: She was sucking his cock???

I was amazed that that sentence actually came out of my mouth.

A: I think so.

Me: And you were getting hard because you thought she was sucking his cock???

A: No no. It was just a random general reaction to the thought in particular.

Me: Did you have a lot of sex?

A: Erm. Back then?

Me: Yes.

A: Quite a bit I guess. Every time we met, at least once. Usually after dinner or movie.

Me: Where did you do it?

A: Why are you so curious?

Me: I want to know more about you.

Adam sighed.

A: We used to do it in the back seat of the car, or at my place if I could sneak her in.

I laughed.

Me: That sounds so cliched. Like in the movies. In the back seat of a car. Your car must be big.

A: Not really. It's just a Honda Civic.

Not that the make or model mattered. I had absolutely zero knowledge of cars back then.

Me: Isn't it cramped?

A: Well… let's just say you'll have to be creative with positions and the lack of space brings a sense of closeness. And of course doing it in public has a certain thrill.

Me: I see.

I had no idea why but somehow, I was very comfortable talking about such stuff with this guy. Especially since this was a topic I tended to shy away from.

Me: So you got horny thinking about sex.

A: Sort of.

Me: Are you horny now?

A: Not really. Why do you ask?

Me: Just curious. Do you masturbate a lot?

A: Not really. Besides I'm stuck in camp most of the time, heard it's an offence to do so. Do you?

I blushed.

Me: I don't. I don't know how to.

I kind of expected him to say he would teach me or something, show me how to pleasure myself then teach me how to return the favour, but he reply was really surprising.

A: That's interesting.

Me: What is?

A: You don't masturbate.

Me: Do a lot of girls do it?

A: Honestly, I don't know, but I do know most of my female friends will experiment to a certain level. Like with their fingers, hairbrushes or bottles.

Me: Oh yes! I heard someone borrowed a boiling tube from the science lab before.

A: A boiling tube?? Was the test tube not big enough? Hahahahaha.

We both laughed.

Me: I think I'm gaining more respect for you as time goes by.

A: How so?

Me: You seem like a real gentleman. And you haven't made any moves on me yet.

A: Were you hoping I did?

Me: No. I was wondering how loudly I would scream, or how hard I would slap you, or how fast I would run away if you tried. But you've not done anything.

A: I think you read too much fiction.

Me: Maybe.

A: Are you disappointed then?

Me: By?

A: My inaction?

Me: Nope. I'm glad. I don't know how I would react if a guy wanted to do things to me within hours of meeting me. That's just… wrong.

We continued a little longer before the rest of the group came to find us.

I noticed Emily looking a little pissed off while Tom appeared to be extremely pleased with himself. On the walk back, they no longer walked side by side and instead, she fell back to join our other classmates while he walked alone. I could hear her complaining to them in hushed whispers. Something about swallowing. And how bitter it tasted.

We reached back to the chalet and the group split. I took my bag and headed to the main gate.

Adam caught up with me.

A: Hey. It's late, where are you going?

Me: Home? I don't want to stay over.

A: Can I give you a lift?

Me: But you've been drinking.

A: I think I've sobered up enough.

Me: You sure?

A: Yeah. Where do you stay?

Me: Bedok North.

A: How were you intending to get home?

Me: Flag a cab?

A: At this time?

Me: Why not?

A: I don't think there'll be many cabs around.

Me: Oh.

A: Shall we go?

I guess there was no harm.

Me: Ok.

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[EnigmaofSorrow]

As we approached the car park I scanned the vehicles that were parked and tried to identify his car. I had no idea what a Honda Civic was. He kindly pointed it out to me. It was white, with a black bonnet, and had no boot.

I peered into the rear window.

Me: How in the world did you have sex in there? It's tiny.

He laughed.

A: Creative positions.

He opened the front passenger door and what hit me was the musty stale smell of cigarette smoke.

Me: You smoke in here too?

A: Well, yeah.

Me: While driving???

A: Yeah.

Me: Please don't do that while I'm inside. It's dangerous.

A: Ok.

I got in and realised how low the car actually was. It was very unlike my dad's car, which was bigger, and higher.

He got in and started the engine. It roared to life before settling down into a low bassy hum.

Me: What's wrong with your engine? My dad's doesn't sound like this.

A: Oh. Modified exhaust and intake.

Me: Is that legal? Or safe?

A: It's legal. Safe depends on the driver and other drivers.

Me: Ok.

He shifted into first gear and released the hand brake.

A: Buckle up.

I felt myself being pushed back into the seat as he moved off, the car was way more powerful than my dad's.

Thankfully, he stuck to a reasonable speed all the way down Loyang and then the PIE. We reached my place within 15 minutes.

Me: You can drop me off at the shelter.

He ignored me and drove around the carpark, trying to find a empty lot. My heart beat faster and faster. Was he going to invite me into his back seat?

He finally found an empty lot at the end of the car park in between two lorries.

Me: What are you doing?

A: Parking.

Me: Why?

He turned to face me and gave me a huge grin.

A: Because… I… want to…

I held my breath. Was I ready to be introduced to his hard cock? His huge hard cock as described by Tom?

A: Walk you to the lift and make sure you get home safe.

I heaved a sigh of relief. Or was it disappointment?

He killed the engine and came over to my side to open the door, holding out his hand for support as I got out of the lowered car.

We walked hand in hand to the lift. He pressed the button and we waited for it to come down.

I turned to him.

Me: Thanks for being a gentleman.

I cupped his face and brought it to mine, pressing my lips against his. My tongue instinctively probed around, eager to try this new thing which apparently did not lead to me getting pregnant.

I could tell he was surprised but he reciprocated, parting his lips slightly as well. I felt a jolt as the tips of our tongues touched. He was obviously more experienced than me and guided me in this fine art of French kissing. His tongue caressing mine ever so softly, then with more pressure. I felt the pool of saliva forming and wondered if I should swallow it or let it drool out, perhaps into his mouth.

Ever the gentleman, his hands never left my waist while we kissed. Part of me wished he went lower, to give my ass a little squeeze, or perhaps a light spank, or maybe higher, to feel the roundness of my chest. Then I remembered the stupid underwire I was wearing. It would probably hurt it he decided to fondle my breasts.

The lift arrived and we broke free.

He entered and pulled me in.

A: Which floor?

I randomly jabbed the highest floor and pulled him towards me again. This time placing his hands on my butt. I could tell it caught him off guard.

As our tongues clashed, I realised he wasn't really squeezing my ass, instead, his hands just rested there, not moving much, except for the occasional light strokes to the back of my thighs, which strangely caused me to squirm slightly.

As we reached the top floor, I hit the button for the ground floor and attacked him again. He avoid my oral assault and moved to the side of my face, tracing his tongue down my neck.

I let out such a loud moan that even I was surprised.

He did not stop, kissing my neck gently with his lips and tongue before moving to the other side. I felt an unfamiliar tingling down below.

I pulled him back to me and cheekily grabbed the front of his bermudas.

Oh my god. He was hard. Was he even wearing any underwear? I tried to get a good grip on his package but found myself unable to do so.

The lift reached the ground floor.

Me: Do… you… want… to… go… to your backseat?

Adam was surprised.

A: Er…

Suddenly I felt a wave of shame.

Me: Sorry. I don't know what came over me.

He laughed.

A: What floor do you stay on?

I pressed the correct button. The doors closed as he pulled me in for a hug.

As I rested on his chest I fondled the thing between his legs. It was no longer as hard.

Me: Is it really that big?

A: Yes it is.

I was amused by his frankness.

Me: Ok.

A: Let's take things slowly ok?

Me: Ok.

As the doors opened at my floor I gave him a peck on the cheek and stepped out.

A: Hey! How will I contact you?

I leaned towards him and whispered my pager number into his ear.

Me: I hope you have a good memory.

He smiled at me as the lift door closed.

I unlocked the gate and main door of my unit and entered.

My brother was by the kitchen window.

Bro: You're late.

Me: Yes Kor. Class BBQ.

I went up to him as he stubbed out his cigarette, and inhaled deeply. I was immediately repulsed by the smell.

Bro: What the hell?

He looked at me weirdly.

Me: Nothing. Just wondering what it smelt like.

Bro: You're crazy. Go shower and sleep. Good night.

He went back to his room while I entered mine to get clothes and my towel.

I entered the toilet and peeled off my clothes. There was a strange, slightly sticky liquid on my panties. Was I that aroused?

I hurriedly washed my panties before stepping into the shower.

As the warm water hit my body, I began to think about what Adam had said.

I squeezed a generous amount of shower cream onto my hands and gently lathered myself, spending a considerable amount of time at my breasts, feeling their fullness, and brushing my fingertips against my nipples, feeling them harden.

As I moved south, my fingers got tangled in my hairy bush. Slightly irritated, I ventured lower, jumping a little as I brushed against the tiny mound of flesh at the top. I ignored it and felt around my lips for the slit. It was a strange sensation as my finger slid in easily, possibly due to the soapy water, I tightened instinctively as I always have. It was warm and slightly sticky in there. I pulled out, wondering what the fuss was all about. Perhaps my finger was too small, or perhaps I was doing it wrongly.

I finished my shower and headed to my room, trying to let my hair dry before I went to bed.

I made a note to do more research on my blossoming sexuality.

[FredSolo]

Great to see you writing again!

[FOCwart]

Hope to read more.

[Victronica]

Nice update TS

[WhiteDeck]

Camping for more!

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[Blong]

Really enjoyed the update

[Tanzig]

Nicely written TS

[NaiGai]

Well written story TS

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[Shubet66]

Originally Posted by Blong

Really enjoyed the update

Same here as well