The Emancipation of Emily & The Adventures of Thomas

[Vulvacious]

Originally Posted by kittymae

Looking promising

Especially scanning e crowd for that one face..so reminiscent of my own JC days!

Thanks for the support! Read your thread too, share some experiences from your JC days. Non-sexual doesn't matter

[Vulvacious]

Originally Posted by Iluminati

3rd camper here!
Although I would suggest separating them into 2 separate thread. If didn't read carefully or want to read fast might get mixed up tho.
Anyway, just a suggestion ya. Keep up!

Haha, that was my idea in the first place too! But I conceded and we decided to just combine so we can garner twice the support

Maybe from now I'll just put EMILY or THOMAS at the top in bold? Besides, really can't go through moderation all over again, too tiring haha.

Thanks for the support anyway, will try to keep the thread as captivating as possible!

[kittymae]

Originally Posted by Vulvacious

Thanks for the support! Read your thread too, share some experiences from your JC days. Non-sexual doesn't matter

Why thanks! for dropping by & supporting

Haha, I can't else it may be too obvious who I am
And it such along time ago too..so I really looking fwd to the development of this thread!

[Steventan]

Came across this thread today, it's definitely good to read. Please continue.

It's uncommon to see 2 persons POV into 1 thread.

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EMILY'S POV

Chapter 3

The reason why I cannot remember the title of the movie could possibly be because it just wasn’t as interesting as what was happening in reality.

10 minutes into the movie.

“Want a mint?” he asked.

I accepted and he deftly placed a mint in my mouth and brushed his fingers against my lips accidentally.

“Mm.. Soft lips,” He said. I turned to him and smiled.

20 minutes into the movie.

He placed his arm around my shoulders.

30 minutes into the movie.

His hand started stroking my cheek turning my head towards him.

“I want to kiss you,” he whispered hoarsely. Wow that’s fast. I thought.

His eyes had a sort of unfocused glaze in them as he looked at me. My heart skipped a beat and I swallowed.

“I’ve never french-kissed before,” I whispered back.

“It’s easy… Can I show you?”

I nodded and he slowly bridged the gap between our faces.

My heart was racing, my mind was going “finally, finally, finally…” The butterflies in my stomach were in a frenzy and I felt a stirring in my groin… Until I felt his tongue in my mouth.

I wish I could say mushy things like “And time didn’t matter anymore, because with his tongue in my mouth, I was invincible.”

But I’m not going to lie. I hated it.

In romance novels, they always preach that french-kissing comes naturally to you. They were lying. At least, it didn’t for me.

I used to be rather saliva-conscious and the copious amount of saliva exchange was simply too much for me.

I guess he could sense that I was in discomfort as he drew away. I was tossed between relief and disappointment.

“It’ll get better,” he smiled reassuringly and hugged me tighter.

He did not attempt to french kiss me again that night and I spent the remainder of the date wondering if he meant “You’ll get better” instead of “It’ll get better”.

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THOMAS' POV

Another brief but thoroughly thrilling encounter with Fiona was at a playground near my area.

It was late at night, and we were sitting inside one of those 'tubes' at the playground and talking.

Suddenly, I saw a mischievous glint in her eye, and she asked me if I was horny. I was a little taken aback, but nonetheless I was curious to see where this was going.

She then proceeded to unzip my pants, and pulled out my unerected cock from my briefs.

Being exposed to the cold air, it hardened rapidly and soon reached its full size.

The next thing that happened was quite unexpected - she bent down and enveloped my cock into her warm mouth. I gasped at this unexpected development; I had never been given a blowjob before, and getting one in public was certainly not how I thought i'd receive my virgin blowjob experience.

She was as inexperienced as I was, and I could feel the teeth grazing across my uncircumcised cock, making me wince a couple of times. The awkward position we were in and my stiff jeans didn't allow her to suck the entire length of my penis, but just the mere action of her warm and wet tongue sliding up and down the head of my dick made me shudder with pleasure.

I held her head to guide her as she perversely sucked my cock like a starving girl. Within 2 minutes I felt the pressure building up in my loins, and I told her that I'm gonna blow.

She lifted her head and started jacking me off furiously. The feeling of her soft fingers wrapped around my engorged cock was too much to bear, and it was only a matter of strokes before I ejaculated globs of white sticky sperm onto the walls of the playground tube.

After the throes of my orgasm subsided, she slowly removed her hand from my still throbbing and sticky pole. Some of my sperm had trickled onto her fingers, and she lifted it and smelt it. 'wonder what it tastes like' she remarked, before seductively sucking each and every one of her fingers.

She wiped the remaining spunk on the playground slide, and before we left the very contaminated playground, she whispered 'I'm gonna masturbate myself with this hand later'.

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EMILY'S POV

I can never fathom how the 16 year-old me had so much time and money to squander away on movies. But I guess all those hard-earned savings and time spent, not looking at the screens, but at each others’ faces were well-spent. I finally managed to elicit a “Wow! You’re getting really really good at this!” from him.

By this point in time, we had become a couple and were well into the second month of our relationship. Many would term this as the honeymoon stage of a relationship. Whatever it was called, I was certainly the happiest I’ve been in all my 16 years. However, at the peak, all it takes is a single push, to send us falling.

The push came in the form of our O levels results.

We had always known, deep down, that it would be really tough for us to carry on dating if we were not in the same school. Commitments in school would definitely make meeting up very trying in the long run.

4 years of studying for this mere piece of paper yet as I sat through the long speech made by the principal, all I could think of was not my results that I had put in so much effort for, but rather that of Jacob’s.

I heaved a sigh of relief when I checked my results and after replying the incessant text messages from concerned family members and meddlesome friends, I was disappointed to not have heard a word from Jacob.

I was contemplating texting him, when my phone rang. It was Jacob.

J: Hey, how did you do?

I gave him my L1R5.

J: Wow, so I guess you’ll be staying in XJC.

Me: Yeah, what about you?

J: 19

Me: Oh. You’ll be going to Y Poly right? That’s great then.

J: Oh please, you don’t know shit. Do you know with your grades, you will be the top student at my school? You’ve got looks, you’ve got grades, you’re up there, you will never know how I feel, I don’t need your words.

I was really taken aback. Jacob had never spoken to me that way before and I also never realised that beneath his confident disposition, he actually felt inferior (?) to me. I tried to reason out with him.

Me: No! I’m really happy for you. We both know you don’t like the sort of subjects offered in JC. So it’s good, isn’t it? That you’ll be studying something you have a passion for instead of simply wasting 2 years in JC. I have tons of friends going to poly too for the exact same reason, they just don’t want to waste 2 years when they can go straight into what they like.

J: Ya, and steal all our places in poly.

I started to say something but he cut me off.

J: My mom is calling now. Talk to you later. Bye

And he hung up.

I texted him twice with no replies.

When my third text failed to incite a reply from him, I decided that perhaps he needed some space. So I stopped trying to contact him.

It was only much later in the evening that I received a message from him.

J: Hey… I’m terribly sorry about what happened this afternoon. I know I’m not good enough for you and I was just really really afraid of losing you. You know all my “bros” I’ve met in XJC, they always tease me about you and tell me how lucky I am. But I know they aren’t joking. When I close my eyes, all I see is you back in XJC and I see those “friends” wooing you. How can I possibly compare with them? But I’m okay now, don’t worry =) I was talking to my mum and she was telling me to just take things as they come. If we’re meant to be, we’ll be and I don’t have to worry myself silly over it right now. She would love to meet you someday. I’m really sorry again about just now, it was just my fear and everything else consuming me and I’m very sorry for taking it out on you... I promise to make it up to you… if you let me. You’re right… Singapore is small. We’ll find a way =)

Me: Please don’t worry about it. I’m just so glad you’re okay. Yeah, your mum is right. We don’t have to worry about it now. I’d love to meet her someday too (:

J: How about tonight?

Me: ?

J: You can meet my mum tonight if you want. I’m out with my sec sch friends right now but they’ll be sleeping over at my place tonight. You can join too!

Me: Haha, it’s alright lah. I don’t want to intrude.

J: Just join us! There’ll be girls... It’ll be okay… My friends want to meet you too. It’ll make me really happy =)

Me: Are you sure your parents wouldn’t mind? I don’t have clothes to change into anyway. Maybe another day?

J: They’re really cool one… Don’t worry! You can wear my sister’s clothes. Just come okay? I’ll meet you at 8pm at XXX Station?

Me: Haha alright alright. I’ll just let my mum know.

After telling my mum that I’ll be sleeping over at Olivia’s tonight, I headed to meet J, thinking that it would just be an innocent overnight gathering since his friends would all be there.

Boy, was I so wrong.

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EMILY'S POV

His parents were the most welcoming and hospitable hosts. The genuine warmth they extended to me eradicated all my initial worries. His younger sister was equally cheerful, lending me her clothes and ensuring that I did not feel out of place.

The same could be said of J’s friends. They made an effort to be sure I was never left out and if they had any judgements about me, they definitely did not show it.

It seems as if this gathering was a norm for them, as Jacob’s parents and sister would join in for supper as well and the conversation was lighthearted, even when it drifted to the topic of O level results and our future paths.

After supper, J’s mum headed to the kitchen, while the rest of his family retreated to their own rooms.

We settled to watch a movie that his friends had rented. Before his mum went into her room, she tossed a reminder to Jacob, “Boy, let Emily sleep in your room. Make sure you sleep outside with your friends ah...” At 16, you can hardly blame me for seriously thinking that nothing was going to happen that night. I had yet to be introduced to testosterones.

Once again, I cannot remember what we watched but this time it was more because I was feeling tired. It was close to 3am and I’ve had a really long day. One by one, his friends began to doze off and after nodding off one to many times, Jacob shook me gently by the shoulders and led me to his room.

He tucked me into bed and pecked me on the cheek. “Thanks for coming over tonight. I’m really glad you did. Goodnight.”

“Hmm… Night.” I mumbled incoherently.

And he left the room. I flipped over and promptly fell asleep.

***

It was still dark when I got awoken.

“Hey Emily!” I squinted in the darkness. For a moment, I was unsure if I were dreaming, as the room did not look familiar to me.

Then I remembered.

“Oh hey, can’t sleep? What time is it?”

He did not answer any of my questions. Instead he whispered back. “Everyone’s asleep.”

And proceeded to lock the door as silently as he could.

[gambit76]

Another camper pitching tent here. Keep the juices coming!

[LovePotion]

time for popcorn session....

[Vulvacious]

Thanks for the support! Will update in a bit

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THOMAS' POV

Our adventures did not stop there.

The next experience I had was when we were on one of our bus rides home. We were right at the back seat, and we were kissing each other passionately, all that studying must have made us longing for each other. As we were both in school uniform, there wasn't much room to manoeuvre, especially not in the cramped back seats of our public buses.

She placed her hands on my crotch and started rubbing my hardened member through the polyester fabric of my school pants. She whispered 'wow, you're so hard already. Guess what? I'm soaking wet.'

I was momentarily unsure of what to do; I had never seen a real vagina before, aside from the on-screen porn that I jacked off to. I became really excited when she carefully lifted her skirt slightly and parted her panties to the side.

I soaked in the sight of her beautiful pussy, drooling with girl-juice, which began to create a shiny puddle on the pink-hued bus seat. Fiona had a patch of hair situated at her pubic region, it wasn't particularly bushy, neither was it particularly sparse. Somehow, there weren't many stray hairs around her vagina itself, which I liked. Her vagina looked very neat, the labia minora was not clearly visible due to her virginity, and her labia majora (outer lips) were fairly thick, with her tiny clit peeking out of the hood.

The area around her vagina was reddish due to her arousal, and I tentatively cupped my hand around it, feeling the heat and moisture emanating from the deep recess of her love canal.

She let out a soft 'uhhh' when I did this, followed by a twitch.

She unzipped my trousers and stuffed her hand into my briefs, grabbing my penis with 5 fingers and attempted to masturbate my 5-inch cock.

My penis was sticky with pre-cum, and she used this as lubrication as she rapidly stroked my cock.

I continued rubbing her pussy, and she continued her quiet whimpers of pleasure, along with sudden involuntary spasms and twitches which turned me on even more.

The fun did not last, though, as our destination soon arrived, hence that put our petting session to an abrupt end.

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EMILY'S POV

Let me clarify that at the point in time, I had never gone past french-kissing. I knew full well the stages that followed but what I did not know was that I would venture beyond that stage so quickly. My past relationships (if you could even call them relationships) progressed at snail’s pace and I had just accepted it to be the natural pace.

So when Jacob started kissing me with more fervour than usual, I realised that I was in for something more.

Our hands and legs were tangled into each other as our kisses intensified. I have never felt the warmth of a male’s member pressing against me before. The butterflies in my stomach were more frantic this time, yearning to be let out.

I found myself grinding against his male stiffness and he was pushing himself against me like we were part of a well-rehearsed dance routine. His hands were roaming, roving, and exploring every nook and crevice of my body. When his hands slipped under my shirt, I inhaled sharply. I was not wearing a bra.

My breasts welcomed unfamiliar hands without any introduction. His two hands felt like two dozens as the sensation and thrill of breaking my own sexual boundaries intensified my exhilaration. I have never been touched that way before.

His mouth moved away from mine and my lips felt extremely swollen from the previous attack. In the recesses of my mind, I wondered if that was normal. All thoughts deserted me once he began licking my ears and nibbling gently on my earlobes while at the same time, gently twisting a nipple with his thumb and forefinger. I surprised myself with an involuntary moan and scissored my legs even more tightly around his thighs so as to feel more of him.

“Ooh, you like that, yeah?” He whispered, his hot breath raising my goosebumps.

I could not bring myself to reply with something naughty as although my body was reacting very positively to this violation, I felt incredibly shy. I simply breathed out “Hmm yeah…” which for some reason motivated him to carry on with more vigour.

He lifted off my shirt and took off his own. I shivered both from the cold and the shock. My heart was thumping against my chest now, so hard I could hear it pounding in my head. He looked at me appraisingly for a moment and whispered, “Wow… you’re so hot.”

My body was really toned then as I engaged actively in my CCA and outside activities.

He then covered my mouth with his and resumed the tongue war from earlier on.

Then he trailed kisses down my neck, sucking, nibbling, licking, sucking, and nibbling till his mouth reached my breast. His tongue circled my nipple, teasing it, taunting it, while his hand toyed with my other breast. I let out another moan and as he engulfed my nipple and suckled on it, his hand moved down south and found my other set of swollen lips.

“God, you’re so wet. Oh, I want you so bad…”

He shifted back up and kissed me once again. We were in the missionary position now and he started grinding me, faster and faster. His stiff rod rubbing furiously against my wetness, separated by just the few layers of cloth.

I started breathing really heavily, in between the moans that escaped from my lips. I could feel the slight stickiness of his body as our naked bodies rubbed against each other, skin on skin, faster and faster.

As I found my hands bunching up the sheets and my eyes shut tight, the stirrings in my groin escalated. I tried to concentrate but I simply could not release.

Not too long after, I felt him spasm and let out a low gutteral moan.

He collasped beside me and for a few seconds, neither of us said anything. The silence was simply permeated by our laboured breathings. Then he got out of bed and kissed me on the forehead, whispering “be right back, toilet”.

As soon as I was alone, I touched my wetness and carried on rubbing till I felt the familiar sensation I get all those nights I spent alone in my room…

Familiar fingers managed to quickly coax myself into one of the best orgasms I had given myself in a long time.

My heartbeat had slowed down and due to the earlier surge of adrenaline, I felt thoroughly exhausted. I was already falling asleep when Jacob crept into bed and passed me a fresh pair of shorts.

After changing, he spooned me and apologised, “I’m sorry I didn’t manage to give you an orgasm tonight.”

Orgasm? I thought in bemusement as I fell asleep. That was seriously the last thing I had expected when I went over to his place.

[kittymae]

Lols..Jacob's apology and the reason reminds me of someone in my past...cute!

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Originally Posted by kittymae

Lols..Jacob's apology and the reason reminds me of someone in my past...cute!

Haha this story seems to bring back a lot of memories for you. Hope they're good ones