Sg JC gals are more fun indeed.. - Sex Stories

Sg JC gals are more fun indeed..

Foreword: This is my second story, after my first one flopped; please stop me if I bore you. Also, parts of the story are embellished for a better flow. As well as parts that I might have forgotten. Bear with me, and for this, I thank you in advance. This is why I love to do dares. Not because I have something to prove, but rather, it usually results in a win-win situation for me. A while ago, actually, a long while ago, while I was still in Poly, on a chilly evening, I went with two friends to Clementi Interchange for some dinner at MacDonald’s. It was while we were eating and chatting over burgers and fries, a sudden movement of wavy jet black mass caught my eye. It belonged to the head of a pretty girl in a green JC uniform. Throughout the rest of the conversation with my friends, I could barely advert my eyes from her, and soon, it caught the attention of my two naughty friends, who suggested that I get her number, which I turned into a wager with them betting the rest of their week’s allowance. They readily accepted, and I plotted my tactics to get this beauty’s number, and perhaps, her heart and body? We finished our meal and as soon as the pretty gal and her friends finished, they walked to the nearby bus-stop, which we followed some distance behind. From this, I gauge her to be about 1.6m, quite alright for me, with nice legs, not exactly slender, but with some muscle tone and not jiggly at all. Her body posture conveys the confidence of a sporty athlete. I was ...

... quite thankful when her friend ran to catch her bus, and she sat down at the rather empty taxi stand railing. Mustering up my courage, I went to approach her, with those two idiots giggling behind me. Me: Hey, can sit here? *Gesturing to the empty spot beside her* Her: *Nods* Me: How are you? Her: Ok lor Me: I’m Fantom, what’s your name? Her: Oh, I’m Melissa. Me: *Slight pause, thinking of what to say* Nice to meet you, you from (school name-if you know it, kindly don’t say it out) Melissa: Yeah.. Just finished CCA, you? Me: Nearby school also, So-and-so Poly lor, doing diploma in (something) engineering.. Melissa: Oh, nice, I had a cousin who was from that course too, but he graduated edi.. Me: Woah, you come from smart f****y hor? Anyway, what you doing here? Melissa: Eating dinner with my friend, just missed the bus earlier.. Me: Oh? Which bus? I saw my bus fly just as I arrived. (A lie, I don’t stay remotely near there) Melissa: (Bus Number) Me: Means you stay around the Japanese school there? Melissa: Yeah! You stay there too? Me: No la, but my friend does, we going his place to do project mah.. *Points at the 2 giggling idiots* Melissa: Why they standing there? Me: They abit sot one, don’t care them. Eh bus come liao. My two friends boarded the bus, they actually had a project to complete, I was just supposed to go get something from one of them, but as Melissa’s place was nearby, I pretended to be part of their project team. Luckily they wised up pretty quickly and played ...