My sexual awakening.

ranger21 · #1 28-11-2010, 03:44 AM

As the title suggests, this post is mainly about my sexual awakening. The bulk of which happen this year. Since the year is coming to an end and as I'm about to depart for further studies overseas, I've decided to chronicle all that I've been through here. For all Seniors out there, I hope you bear with me if I seem too long-winded. (The curse of an Arts student)

In the second year of my National Service, I happened to chance across one of my former college teachers one weekend. The chance meeting was a huge surprise to me because for a distance, I actually had my eye on her up till she came closer and recognition dawned on me. My former teacher, Miss S was always demurely dressed in school, perhaps due to school regulations or MOE guidelines but her attire during that weekend, although not slutty was still a breath of fresh air and casted her in a whole new light. She wore skinny jeans that hugged her butt and legs showcasing her svelte figure and her top was one of those exposed mid-riff flimsy lycra shirts. Throughout the whole time we chatted, I couldn't tear my eyes off her rather well endowed bust. So the usual conversation between student and teacher continued... with her enquiring about my future plans and me just answering. For some reason, I just treated her like one of my fellow school mates and started teasing her and this essentially made her relax and the conversation grew more and more interesting.

After standing around and talking for quite some time, she suggested we head to a starbucks outlet to carry on the conversation and naturally I agreed. Basically the one good thing that emerged from our conversation was that I found out she loved to dance and that she would be heading to Zouk that very night. Naturally I became excited and told her we might meet each other again since it seemed we were both party animals and she just replied with a coy smile before rushing off to meet some of her friends.

Galvanised into action by the thought of actually dancing with a teacher, one that taught me no less, I texted several of my friends whom I knew were party-hardy types to jio them out that night. I then rushed home and started preparing for the night... (Hugo Boss overload).

When i arrived at Jiak Kim St with my friends, I couldn't believe my good fortune. Initially I had a plan to scour the dance floors of all three dancespots to try to find her but lo and behold she was queuing up like a common party-goer waiting for entry. She wore a slinky black top which flared at the hips and TIGHT leather pants which really showed off her perky butt. Grabbing my chance with both hands, I approached her in the queue.

Me : Hello, Sarah!
Miss S : Huhhh... oh it's you, J. Eh who say you can call me, Sarah huh?
Me : Haha oright then, I guess I'll just call the Minister of Education and tell him that a certain teacher is corrupting her students with her scandalous behaviour at clubs!
Miss S : Haha idiot!
Me : How long have you been queuing? Are you waiting for your friends at the same time?
Miss S : Nahhh, we're all here. (indicating her friends at the back) But teachers all poorly paid la, can't afford any cards or whatever not to get in quickly.
Me : Ohhh, how about you guys follow me and I'll sign you in?
Miss S : Whatt? How can you do that? You booked a table ah??
Me : I'm a member la! Haha now you know the reason for me sleeping in your classes all the time right?
Miss S : Seriously? Okay sure thanks for your help!

After signing them in, I met up with my friends in Phuture and we quickly decided to share a table with Sarah and her friends. Initially I could sense her apprehension at sharing and therefore drinking together with her, whatever reservation she had disappeared after a few drinks. While the rest of my friends engaged the other ladies, I paid special attention to Sarah and kept talking to her. Between us both we finished a bottle of Belvedere as well as two jugs of Long Island. Suffice to say, we were sloshed. By then it was around 1 A.M. and as a group we headed to the dance floor. After awhile, somehow Sarah and I got seperated from the rest of the group. We danced together, initially avoiding body contact and then awareness of the group disappearance dawned on me coupled with the alcohol raging in my bloodstream, I decided to lightly hold her.

We were in a semi-hug and then one thing led to another and pretty soon, Sarah, MY FORMER TEACHER was grinding me! Never in my wettest dreams did I ever imagine this happening. In the midst of all the action we frenched each other until my tongue got tired and I simply spun her around to continue dancing. Around 3 A.M. my friends called me to say they were leaving, together with her friends. I guessed her friends texted her the same thing and she asked me if I wanted to leave because she didn't feel like staying any longer. I was thinking to myself, what bad timing. Whatever the case, I acquiesed to her wishes and offered her a lift home which she accepted.

After arriving at her house, I woke her up and when she opened her glazed eyes, I couldn't resist and leaned down to kiss her inviting lips. As we moved on to frenching, my hands somehow moved to caress her breasts and lift up her top...