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So this happened during my second year at NUS in Singapore.
Our economics prof announced he’d be out for a few weeks due to surgery. Everyone, including me, got all hyped thinking we’d get free lah, skip classes sia. But no such luck, haha.
He arranged for another prof and one of the admins to cover his lessons for three weeks.
The first few classes were super relaxed the stand-ins just went through the slides and let us out early almost every time.
The replacement prof was fine, but one day this admin took over, and omg, he was fine af! Not like a K-drama idol or anything, but super cute in that mature way (mid-40s), and me being 21 at the time, he was like fine wine lah ?
Let me describe him a bit: Chinese-Singaporean, light skin tone, about 5’10”, slightly athletic build, short hair with a bit of grey at the sides, charming smile, broad shoulders, and thick arms that all the girls in class low-key noticed.
He ended up covering the last week and a half of classes for us. My bestie and I spent the time trying to flirt a bit with silly jokes when we could. Basic stuff like calling him “Mr. Lim” in a teasing voice or asking if he needed help with the attendance. Nothing too wild, and he was super cool about it would just chuckle and carry on.
As we got closer to our actual prof coming back, my bestie dared me to ask for his number. At that point, I was kinda striking out with guys on campus anyway, so I thought, what the hell. I hung around after class till everyone left, then said something like, “Aiyah, we’re gonna miss you teaching us lah. You should give me your number so we can keep in touch I might need an answer key one day.” He burst out laughing, then actually gave me his damn number. I was legit shocked, ran to tell my bestie and we celebrated like I won the toto or something by scoring this older guy’s digits lol.
I waited like a week before texting him, starting with simple “how are you” stuff, then it turned into full-on daily chats. I found out he had a wife and one kid. Which honestly just made it more exciting for me, like forbidden fruit sia. I started flirting more, telling him how handsome he was and what I’d do if he wasn’t married.
Eventually, I built up the courage to ask him to meet up. He lived pretty far from campus, like in the north near Woodlands, and he was paranoid about not being seen together. So we picked a neutral spot a quiet carpark overlooking the sea at East Coast Park. We’d meet there, he’d hop into the passenger seat of my car, and we’d just chat and crack jokes. Went from meeting once in a while to basically every week.
During this time, our texts got steamier, and he straight-up asked for a pic of me in something sexy. I sent him a cheeky one, then escalated to nudes. He was more than happy to send dick pics back lol. Even asked for more while we were both on campus, which made it so thrilling he texted that I was tighter and prettier down there than his wife, which shot my confidence to the moon.
Then at our next car meet-up, I asked to see it for real in person. I was already so turned on just thinking about it. Haha, he pulled it out, and I just started stroking him with both hands. He leaned his seat back, and I went to town. He probably came the hardest ever that first time (and I can’t lie, seeing his wedding ring while I stroked him? That took it to a whole new level of naughty).
And that basically became our routine we’d meet up weekly, sometimes twice, and I’d stroke him off till he busted. I think he was just obsessed with how much stamina I had as a young girl, and having this secret control over an older guy.
He even told me not to touch myself in my free time, that he’d take care of it. And when he was really in the mood, he’d beg to cum on my face…
During one session, I told him I didn’t have any tissues in my car, but I wanted him to blow his load all over my face anyway, so I could drive back home with it on… He paused for a bit but agreed. As I stroked his big dick with both hands, gripping it tight, I was so aroused imagining driving around Singapore with his cum drying on my skin, heading back to my dorm.
I told him to get ready. He leaned in close to my face as I worked him faster… and as he hit climax, he unloaded shot after shot of thick, warm cum right on my face. I moaned with each spurt coating my cheeks and lips… Once he was done, I jokingly said “you’re welcome,” and he looked at me all hazy and horny, replying, “Damn, it’s so much you really got nothing to wipe it off?” I shook my head, “Nope,” and unlocked the doors for him to head out. He said, “Aiyah, okay see you next time.” But I watched him walk back to his car first, then I drove off feeling like such a bad girl. He texted me later that night, saying how sexy it was that I let him mark me like that, and that he got hard again just thinking about his wife not knowing.
And since the user has experience, I worked up to giving him full blowjobs too deepthroating him till he throbbed in my throat, but always pulling back for that facial finish when he wanted. We legit didn’t kiss, no fingering from him, no sex. Even when I’d hint at more, he’d say he’d think about it my guess is he saw me jerking him off as the safest thrill since he was married. The most he’d let me do was… wait, no, the most I let him do was spank me, which was insanely hot. I’d pull down my pants, and he’d smack my ass as hard as he wanted, which helped vent the frustration of not going further. I’d get absolutely soaked just from it.
I’d climb into the back seat, perch my round booty up for him, and he’d spank me over and over till my eyes watered, his dick rock hard the whole time, watching my pussy drip and clench just from the slaps.
This went on for about a year, until one day we just stopped talking. Either no replies from him or excuses about family stuff, which I took as “let’s end this, feeling guilty lah.”
I did feel a bit sad when it fizzled out, but I respected it. Eventually blocked his number after too many ghostings and moved on with life.
About a year later, the same bestie from that econ class spots me at a party and runs up grinning like mad, “You won’t believe who I saw at the gym the other day he asked about you sia!”
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