What do you look forward to the most for Lunar New Year? 🥰
What do you look forward to the most for Lunar New Year? 🥰
2022-01-27 07:30:57 +0000 UTC View Post
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Remember the three poses during morning assembly?
Remember the three poses during morning assembly?
2022-01-22 07:38:06 +0000 UTC View PostRemember the time when the prefect shouted at you “Stop runn..
Remember the time when the prefect shouted at you “Stop running!!” 🏃♀️ 🏃🏻♀️
2022-01-21 05:31:34 +0000 UTC View PostRemember the time when the prefect caught you using phone an..
Remember the time when the prefect caught you using phone and told you to hand it over? 📱
2022-01-20 07:30:03 +0000 UTC View PostRemember the time when the prefect asked why were you wearin..
Remember the time when the prefect asked why were you wearing ankle socks? 🧦
2022-01-19 09:08:30 +0000 UTC View PostRemember when the prefect is doing this cause you never tuck..
Remember when the prefect is doing this cause you never tuck in your shirt? 📑
2022-01-18 07:31:27 +0000 UTC View PostRemember the time when the prefect is standing at the school..
Remember the time when the prefect is standing at the school gate before morning assembly? 👩🏻🏫
2022-01-17 09:50:00 +0000 UTC View PostPeople asked me why do I have so many bruises on my knees. T..
People asked me why do I have so many bruises on my knees. This is the reason 😝
2022-01-16 07:03:15 +0000 UTC View Post
Fiddling in my school outfit 🙈🙈🙈
Fiddling in my school outfit 🙈🙈🙈
2022-01-14 06:31:43 +0000 UTC View Post
She told me my boys would love this ❤️🙈
She told me my boys would love this ❤️🙈
2022-01-12 07:31:17 +0000 UTC View PostEven better without my panties 🙈🙈
Even better without my panties 🙈🙈
2022-01-11 07:30:42 +0000 UTC View PostShe told me she likes my back view more 🥺
She told me she likes my back view more 🥺
2022-01-10 07:30:47 +0000 UTC View Post
Can I have my 2K likes please 🥺
Can I have my 2K likes please 🥺
2022-01-08 04:03:14 +0000 UTC View PostOops you caught me at the wrong time 🙈 what will naughty Ang..
Oops you caught me at the wrong time 🙈 what will naughty Angelle do next? 😈
2022-01-07 06:31:18 +0000 UTC View PostSchool’s starting. How are you feeling? 😔
School’s starting. How are you feeling? 😔
2022-01-06 07:30:49 +0000 UTC View PostHappy 2022 everyone! 😘❤️ You’re a year older 😈 (so am I). W..
Happy 2022 everyone! 😘❤️ You’re a year older 😈 (so am I). What are your new year’s resolutions? Share with me ☺️
2022-01-01 04:31:08 +0000 UTC View PostGood. Who’s celebrating with me tonight? The first 5 person ..
Good. Who’s celebrating with me tonight? The first 5 person who tipped me tonight (after the countdown) will receive something from me 😈 Who’s ready for the new year?
2021-12-31 03:31:11 +0000 UTC View PostTell me I’m pretty. Before showing you the rest of me ❤️
Tell me I’m pretty. Before showing you the rest of me ❤️
2021-12-30 06:31:22 +0000 UTC View PostSecret Santa [Part 3] However in my excitement, I had knock..
Secret Santa [Part 3] However in my excitement, I had knocked your blindfold off. Panicking, I grabbed the ribbon I had stowed away on your table and tied a ramshackle ribbon loosely around my neck, it wasn't pretty but it'd do. You squinted against the dark, eyes fixing itself back to take in your surroundings. You were glad you were still in your office and wasn't dragged of to somewhere discreet, and as you scanned the place, your eyes finally fell on me. The moonlight shining behind me basked me in all my nudity, highlighting and shadowing some of my features in both a sensual and pure way. I let you drink the sight in, letting the image stamp itself into your memory. "Merry Christmas again boss" As our eyes met, something changed. I noticed that something snapped between your eyes and before I could say anything else I felt hands seizing my face and something hitting the back of my throat. Flailing my arms in surprise, you didn't seem keen on moving anytime soon. I choked seconds later, tears streaming down my own face as it had done yours minutes earlier. I couldn't breathe, snot and spittle started streaming out of me. It was then that you removed your cock from my throat and I could finally gain air. But just as I was about to suck a lungful in, I felt myself being dragged by the hair. I felt my way around, wondering where you were dragging me till I felt some familiar fabric; it was the wardrobe I had hid in. Pinning myself against the wardrobe, your key fit it's way into my lock and my soul felt like it was about to leave my body. Without a care, you pumped yourself into me and I lost my mind. Hands grabbing anywhere for support, I wrapped them around then clothes rack as you fucked me like a dog, truly. My mind breaking, I screamed in pleasure, hanging on for dear life. Yes, more, I thought as a hand found its way around my throat. Ahh such karma, do unto others what you'd do unto yourself. Whatever he had been going through earlier was being reflected onto me, and I loved every second of it. You pulled me towards your chest continuously slamming away as you stepped away from the wardrobe. I was to occupied by the pleasure to notice your next destination, till I felt the air leave me once more as you slammed me against the desk. You never once removed yourself, but somehow it seemed like you were hammering me with more vigor. I screamed my delight, primal and raw against this onslaught. My head hung off the desk, but with the snot and spittle from earlier, I could barely see a thing. But my sight wasn't a concern, this rough treatment I was going through, I didn't want it to end. Suddenly, you extracted yourself out with a wonderful schlop and I begged for you immediately. Please, please please put it back in, the thought running through my mind. I barely wiped my face to see me facing your rod. Oh how you make me world upside down, both figuratively and literally as you carried me once more. Huffing me against the glass, I faced the world. The thought of anyone looking at us committing something so lewd made me wet all over again, yet it felt like forever as I felt you hand pin my head against the glass. Who imagined I would enjoy being manhandled this badly? "Hurry the fuck uaah-?!" Oh he definitely stuck it in, but not where I imagined. I clawed and banged against the glass, hot tears streaming down my face as pain shot through my brain. My ass felt like it was on fire, yet you held firmly on. It was some time before I calmed down, and I looked at you, reflecting utter shock. "Angelle oh my god!" You finally recovered and wanted to remove yourself out. Fearing the pain, I gripped your butt signalling you to wait. How karmic and ironic, that my desired came round to bite me in the ass. Steeling yourself, slowly you extracted yourself out, probably made easier since you had released your seed in my ass and became limp. A small amount seeped out as you finally removed your cock and guided me to sit. It hurt, but I'll live. I smiled at his tact, as you embraced and lowered me, using the glass as leverage. As our eyes met once more, I pecked your lips. Abashed you turned away, and this was why it had to be you and no one else. Even after all your desires, you still treated me like a lady and not some kind of object of lust, nothing like my colleagues. We exchanged the season greetings once more in that embrace, understanding that this would be the first tryst of many. I looked over at your desk, noticing the knocked over frame. Taking a guess, I felt what picture it must have held and interesting ideas began to form in my head. But for now, we enjoyed each other's embrace, satisfied of the gifts bestowed upon us this Christmas.
2021-12-29 04:31:35 +0000 UTC View PostSecret Santa [Part 2] I stared out the window pane, watchin..
Secret Santa [Part 2] I stared out the window pane, watching my colleague walk away. Part of me was tempted to call him back and get him to sit in as a watcher, that'd definitely shatter his spirit. I'm not a mirthless soul though, but it did excite me slightly at the thought of getting someone to watch me do all these lewd acts running through my mind. Staring back at my reflection, my hands started to glide around my being, my thoughts overtaking all reason. I mewled like a cat in heat, observing myself as my forbidden areas earned waves of pleasure. A grope on my breasts elicited a sigh; a pinch on my nipples, a moan; a twist, a groan. Through hazy eyes I watched my fingers creep towards my pussy, drawing the length of it and making me shiver in delight as I spread my folds open. Lazy circles caused me to squirm and gradually I could feel a familiar knot in my stomach. My fingers curled, ready to dive deep and reach the highlight of this orgasmic orchestra. It was at this moment you decided to shudder awake, and I chewed my lips in an attempt to soften my music. However, if I hadn't already noticed it before, I certainly was now. As my eyes travelled your body and consumed every inch of skin available, and finally fell on your cock, erect in it's glory and big was a definite understatement. Mesmerized by it, I plunged my digits with fast and deep strokes, imagining you pounding me to oblivion. I had to do everything I could to stop myself from screaming out in delight, wrapping a hand around my throat myself as a final attempt and it was the best decision I've made thus far. The impact from my orgasm caused me to stiffen and push the office chair into your desk, causing quite a bang. Your head groggily perked towards my direction, unseeing however due to your blindfold. It took me a while to catch my breath, and everything I could to even stand. My legs felt like jelly, but it was so worth it. I quickly surveyed my endeavour; the seat of the office chair and the carpeted floor splattered with my juices. However, something piqued my interest, and as I picked up the small sheet of paper and read the name, my fatigue immediately vanished. Paper in hand, I wheeled the office chair opposite you, my time limited before you fully arose from your slumber. Kneeling in front of you, I gave a long slow lick along your shaft, earning another bout of shudders. Your speech still slurry, I continued this over and over, peppering light kisses ever so often. I stared at you, mouth agape yet nothing constructive forming, and so I consumed the head of your cock. You were so thick I could barely manage the effort, but this got you to full attention and you struggled against your restraints. Your cock drove deeper into my orifice, but I was prepared for this and so I took it. Ever so slowly, I pulled away, dragging my teeth over your length, and with a loud pop, released your buddy, earning a sharp gasp from you. I then waited, as you fought against the restraints pinning you to your chair, you quickly settled your nerves though. "W-who-who's there?" Such an admirable attempt at composing yourself. To answer your question, I traced my finger against your chin, realization dawning upon you. "A-Angelle?!" I giggled softly. Yes, the same name as in the paper I was holding, you were my secret santa, and it was truly God's gift to bless us with a miracle such as this. I was here however, to play a different game. After tracing that sweet chiseled chin of yours, and squished your cheeks together, having you to face me. "Merry Christmas, boss" I purred. "What's the meaning of this Angel-" Oh how quickly you found your voice, your charisma swooning me all over again; my slap quickly dealt with your possible questions. Shock now sprawled across your face, you stared agape towards the floor. Clearly getting nowhere with this, I grabbed your hair once more and smothered it against my pussy. With you conscious now, I grinded roughly against your features, coating your face with my juices. You sputtered, unable to breathe but still made the conscious effort to dart your tongue out in an attempt to heighten my pleasure. My head flew back momentarily, having the soft flesh of your tongue entertaining me, but you were not to enjoy this as much. Throwing your head back and pulling myself away, I took a breath to calm myself before staring at your huffing figure. Drawing up the office chair, I waited for you to compose yourself once more. Your head lolled back, I strutted towards you and gave your cock a strong grip and tugged hard. This brought you back to your senses as your head lurched forward. "Angelle you-" Another slap followed. Wincing against the pain, you hung your head, nicely over the office chair. I shoved your head closer, towards the small pool that had formed earlier. "What're you-" I raised my hand, poised to strike but he had stopped himself. He sniffed the office chair, smell enhanced by his loss of sight. Surprisingly before I could dunk his head into the pool of my juices, he had begun lapping it up. The smell of my juices had you craving for more, and thus was the start of you wrapping around my finger. "Good boy" I cooed, lightly stroking your hair. Gently, I guided you to clean your chair of my juices, receiving thanks every now and then. But it was not enough, there was one last push I needed before I was satisfied with my submission of a gift. Finishing the clean up, I pushed the office chair back to its place. I smirked at the next step of action as I waltzed back, placing a hand on your stiff cock and stroked your length, earning a hum of pleasure. I could hear your breath getting ragged, lowering an octane from your lust of me. "Ange-" I immediately removed my hand and gave you another hit. It was then an ensuing cycle followed; a lick or suck of your nipple or your cock, a kiss on your lips or your erect head. Hell with the chair you're in having lower back access, I managed to have access to your asshole and licked it. Rinse and repeat this cycle, with you earning a slap for each attempt at calling my name as I would tease every inch of skin I could reach available at my disposal. At times, I awarded your restraint by letting you play with parts with my body. I sighed as time flew, your desire for me was growing, your cock twitching for release. What I found interesting though was your willingness as I played with your ass. You naughty boy, I filed this knowledge away for future reference. However you still hadn't muttered the words I wanted to hear. What must have felt like eons passed and I was beginning to get desperate. I needed to hear that word, to complete this experiment. In my desperation, I stood over your manhood and lowered myself onto him. Guiding him into my folds, I only allowed your head to enter my sacred garden, peeking at the wonders beyond. It was an awkward position and my legs were beginning to feel tired, but that was when my efforts bore fruit. You buckled your hips first, allowing more than just your tip in. Angered by your resistance, my hands immediately grasped your throat, the process having took a toll on me as well. "Do that again and I'll leave you in this chair, your orgasm withheld till God knows when!" My eyes sizzled into him, still unaware past the blindfold. Yet I believed he could feel the ire, and tears streamed slowly down his cheeks. "I'm sorry mistress, don't leave me" The shock from your statement made my legs give way and I fell upon your proud manhood, taking you fully in. I gasped for air, unable to speak as I accepted your thickness. My hands clawed against your chest, leaving deep marks. I could feel myself getting limp, new heights of pleasure soaring through me. My efforts finally paid off, I now had you wrapped around my little finger, what a divine gift blessed with such a tool. With this realization, I pushed myself off before my body gave up on me, crawling against the floor.
2021-12-28 04:32:14 +0000 UTC View PostSecret Santa [Part 1] Christmas, what a joyous season to en..
Secret Santa [Part 1] Christmas, what a joyous season to end the year with. The merry jingle of bells, the excited hubbub as the days neared, I could already hear it. The refreshing waft of turkey, gradually empowering the senses as it neared perfection, I had to stop myself from drooling just thinking about the succulent texture as I sank my teeth into a piece. But that wasn't what I was excited the most for, as of now. The piece of paper in mine, and all my colleagues' hands, would decide if fate and was in the cards for me this year. Nervously, I peeked into the fold, a smile widening across my features as each letter of the name was revealed unto my eyes. Oh joy, this Christmas might be the most special one yet. - "So, who're gifting to this year?" As simple a question as it was by my colleague, it irked me to no end as my train of fantasy had been suspended temporarily. However it would be unto me to reflect it on my face, so faking cheeriness, I shook my head while bouncing slightly. "No, no, no, that'd just ruin the surprise of the Secret Santa event!" My colleague shrugged, slightly deflated he didn't manage to extract a definite answer. Not my concern though, as I sneaked at glance at you; it took a herculean effort not to beam once more at the present you'd receive from me this year. On the day of the event, I had to keep my wits about me, so many things could go wrong so easily, yet the thrill of it was what made it all the more fulfilling. As the pieces fell into place, it started with both of us "accidentally" talking under the mistletoe. After sharing some work matters, I saw you glance up and get slightly flustered as you realized your position. I took the opportunity and moved closer, my hips slightly brushing your manhood. I heard your breath hitch, felt the adrenaline course through my being and towards my own nether regions, understanding the sway of power I had over you. "You know... Its a sign when two people are under the mistletoe together" I mentioned passingly the closer I got to your lips. I could see the conflict in your eyes, smirking and gave you a quick peck on the cheek. "Just kidding, you know I'm not superstitious like that" It was then I heard a collective sigh, I wheeled around to see that the office had been waiting with baited breath to see the development of my advances. I witnessed clearly, the lust and envy enveloping the eyes of the men towards me and you respectively; the same could be said for the ladies, except the positions were reversed. Hah, positions... It was unfortunate to be the diva of the room yet had to deal with the disappointments of the other men in the room. I could relate to you on that note, with you being the boss and every woman's fantasy. I glanced back and decided to push it, tracing your chiseled jawline before walking away to join some other colleagues in their conversations; I swore you had tried to follow that finger of mine, yet the resolve you showed just made me all the more wetter. Hours passed and it was time to give out the presents, though by then, everyone was either tipsy or tired. Everyone wanted to wrap it up, so the exchange happened relatively quickly for most. It was hard keeping track if everyone received their due gifts, but this was the most optimal situation you had been seeking. In your usual fashion, you had wanted to excuse yourself then as the crowd thinned, but this was the crucial moment. I strode up to you with two glasses in hand, offering one to you. "One more couldn't hurt, right?" I knew you were going to your office to finish some paperwork before calling it a night, you never were able to remove yourself fully from work for a day; which is why everyone admired your diligence. But here it was, the defining moment. You received the glass, to my surprise. I kept a vacant face though, yet inside I was bursting with glee. By the time we finished talking the once buzzing office was already a ghost town, aside from a few souls remembering some last minute tasks. You began swaying after a while, assuming some fatigue was the cause of it. You took your leave then, heading towards the washroom to rinse it off, hoping to stall the effects. I saw you trudge off, before strutting to my own desk and hiding behind it. Once I was sure that there wasn't a soul left, I quickly revealed the key in my pocked and unlocked your office; stowing myself in your office wardrobe and quietly slipping out articles of my clothing. I then whisked out the packet from inside my bra, torn after my usage. I kept it together with my office attire and waited till you showed your presence. I imagined you were in the washroom trying every and any means to keep yourself awake. It would then that you thought of falling back to your office, to recuperate momentarily before you resumed your work. With or without realizing that the key to your office didn't matter, you wouldn't have though much of it through your "fatigue". I played with the packet as I waited, it wouldn't be of use if this dropped somewhere, other than it could be incriminating evidence to what I did. Not that I would have cared if you found out, but better for me to secure my safety. It startled me when your office door lurched open and you strided in. A small concern ran through my veins that the drug wasn't effective. However through the peephole, I saw you hurriedly rush to your sofa and sprawled on it; within moments you stopped twitching around. I crept out, the foundations and the hardest part of my efforts paying off... You awoke to what felt like eons later, in your full glory. Frantic, you tried to struggled against the restraints, breaths shortening as you couldn't view your surroundings. Laying on your desk, I saw it all, slowly stroking myself at your powerlessness, at your fractured masculinity. Oh how I had you within reach, I was so so drenched. Slowly you composed yourself, and I so wanted to finish myself there and your efforts at rebuilding yourself, what more to enjoy more than a boy toy, other than a man who could reign himself in; such an epitome of a gentleman and my desire for you burned all the more. I sidled up to you before injecting another drug into your system, inviting you to another bout of sleep. Before the full drugs kicked in though, I grabbed a tousle of your hair and shoved your face to my bottom lips. I was quivering with excitement and as you afforded one long sniff, I shoved your face against me and grinded my hips against it. Ahhh, such bliss, I thought as your shoulders slumped, indication that you were once again lulled to dreamland. I should have pulled away, prolonging my climax but I wanted you so badly. One last rock and- I heard a loud bang and a rustle of papers, bringing myself back to my senses. Who could it be, ruining my grand moment?! I peeked out the office shutters to see the colleague that had asked me who my Secret Santa was, slide something onto my desk before leaving once more. Right, I was so fixated on you that I forgot I hadn't received my own present. Talk about mood kill. I stalked back onto your table and rested against your office chair. Guess I'll wait for you to wake once again.
2021-12-27 03:52:31 +0000 UTC View PostOooooo I fit perfectly in this wardrobe! Do me here please 🥺
Oooooo I fit perfectly in this wardrobe! Do me here please 🥺
2021-12-26 04:31:12 +0000 UTC View PostMerry Christmas 🎄❤️ Come and unwrap your present 😘
Merry Christmas 🎄❤️ Come and unwrap your present 😘
2021-12-25 04:32:15 +0000 UTC View PostEveryone else is posting Xmas content. I just wanna post my ..
Everyone else is posting Xmas content. I just wanna post my favourite outfit of the year ❤️
2021-12-23 05:09:55 +0000 UTC View PostWhenever a guy irl (either my friend or someone I met) talks..
Whenever a guy irl (either my friend or someone I met) talks to me, I’ll think about something kinky (for example, when he says “go in deeper” or “it’s so tasty” or “it’s hard”). I’m trying very hard not to give them the look, or make sexual comments. What happens if I do? How would you react?
2021-12-22 06:14:04 +0000 UTC View PostAnd then I poured water on myself to be even wetter 😝
And then I poured water on myself to be even wetter 😝
2021-12-19 05:31:08 +0000 UTC View Post