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The Visitor, Finale

Submitted by libog_na via FSS on Monday, 23 April 2018, 04:45 PM
Categories: Exhibitionist and Voyeur, Fetish, First Time, Interracial Sex, Reluctance, Romance, Sci-Fi and Fantasy, Toys and Masturbation, One Night Stand   Tags: , , , , ,

The following morning I was up and out just as the sun was starting to peek out. The barrio was quiet except for the roosters. This time of year, the farmers didn't have to get up quite so early. I washed and tried to do something with my hair, something to disquise the stupid pixie haircut mama ko always gave me. It would make me look like a little girl forever, or worse, a little boy with my skinny little body. How I wanted long beautiful, luxurious hair like other Pinay!

Anyway time was important, and I couldn't waste any. I threw on a fresh flowery cotton panty, a pair of plaid shorts, and a simple spaghetti-strap top that I usually wore as an undergarment. I topped it off with a pair of yellow rubber flip-flops from the bargain bin at the market. There was no point in putting on any special clothes. For that matter, I didn't have any even if I wanted to. I was hoping what I had would be enough. My heart raced as I ran to the secret spot, the intersection of the two paths.

I waited and waited. It seemed like an hour but it was probably only of minutes. "He's not coming today", I thought.  I was disappointed. I felt like I could not live any longer without that guy's dick in my mouth. I shivered at how naughty (and sarap!) that thought was. Just then, I heard his running shoes hitting the dirt. I dropped to my knees in the center of the path and waited.

Soon he was before me! My heart felt like it was going to pop out of my chest! 

"We have to stop meeting like this"  he said with a smile.

I looked up into his green eyes and returned the smile. We stood there looking at each other awkwardly for a second, then I noticed he was going to step around me and keep going, just like yesterday. I couldn't bear that again! Impulsively, I reached out and rested my hand on the bulge in his running shorts. And what a bulge it was!

He was startled for a second, but he didn't move. He looked confused whil...

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The Visitor, Part 3

Submitted by libog_na via FSS on Monday, 23 April 2018, 01:32 PM
Categories: Erotic Couplings, Exhibitionist and Voyeur, Fetish, First Time, Taboo, Interracial Sex, Romance, Sci-Fi and Fantasy, Toys and Masturbation   Tags: , , , , ,

That night, besides being horny,  my thoughts centered around how to get him to stop. I didn't want another embarrassing encounter like I had that morning. I didn't want to embarrass him either, or cause him to wonder what the heck I am doing in the field at first light in the morning. There had to be a way to be obvious. If I am subtle, he won't notice and it would be awkward. If I'm blatant, than it will still be awkward, but at least I have a chance of getting my goal... hmmm.

But what should that goal be?  I really didn't want to fuck the guy. I mean, I wouldn't want to break his family. And I was programmed by society that I am not supposed to give myself to anyone who is not going to be in my life forever. Old-fashioned, right? I don't apologize for that. It may be old and traditional, but I believed it. In many ways, I still do.  So... fucking the guy is out of the question. So then, what is it I'm after? What do I hope to achieve? I really must be going crazy.

Maybe I just want him to notice me. Maybe it's just attention from a handsome man?  Is that all?  I thought about it for a while and came to a conclusion. No, that isn't all.  That's just the start. I could have his attention all day and night, but I need something more. I want his body and I want to give him mine. Maybe not all of it, but I will gladly give him what I can right now. Above all, I want to make him happy. I want to blow his fucking mind, I want him to be so damn content that he never, ever forgets me.

Just then I remembered a conversation I overheard when I was little. I was playing under the house and my auntie was inside talking with one of her friends. I could hear them plainly, they were gossiping about a woman whose husband left her. A comment my auntie made stuck with me forever, and I recalled it now. She said the jilted woman should have "learned how to swallow because a man won't leave a girl who swallows".  I remember thinking about that....

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The Visitor, Part 2

Submitted by libog_na via FSS on Monday, 23 April 2018, 02:38 AM
Categories: Erotic Couplings, First Time, Taboo, Interracial Sex, Romance, Toys and Masturbation   Tags: , , , ,

I woke up with my hand in my panty. Luckily I was the first one awake. My thoughts immediately went to the guy... my neighbor's husband. At the thought, I felt my body respond. My tummy felt funny and my puke became warm and sensitive. I felt moisture in between my labia and I again began to lightly rub.

Let me say now that I am a good girl, from a good family, and raised like any other girl. If that sounds defensive, just consider the times. It was very conservative then! I wasn't sure if I was supposed to be feeling this way. Was it OK to feel malibog? Is it normal?  And to be thinking about my neighbor's husband! And to rub myself down there? But shit... it felt so good. How could it be wrong? I can't be the only one who ever felt this.

Having decided it was normal, well... half deciding and half not caring, I wanted to keep going. But I couldn't risk getting caught. Frustrated I got up and went outside. That's when I saw him! He was wearing a pair of short running shorts (remember this was the 80s) and a white tee. He was with the neighbor boy, standing in the dirt road at the edge of the field.  The boy was pointing to a path through the cane, and telling him to follow that path all the way around the field and it will lead back to the road on the other end. The man thanked him and took off running. I watched his toned athletic body disappear into the sugar cane. A runner, I thought.

Still feeling hot and damp, even more so now, I went to the outside CR and locked the door. In seconds, my shorts and panty were on the floor and my hand flew to my pussy. I started rubbing it again, and not so gently this time. I placed one foot on the toilet and leaned against the wall... and just rubbed it. I didn't dare penetrate, in fear of losing my virginity (I didn't know so much about my own body at that time), but I spread my labia with one hand and rubbed my tinggil up and down with the other, using my puke juice to...

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The Visitor, Part 1

Submitted by libog_na via FSS on Sunday, 22 April 2018, 10:29 PM
Categories: Exhibitionist and Voyeur, First Time, Taboo, Interracial Sex, Romance, Toys and Masturbation   Tags: , , , , ,

My name is April May. No... my last name is not June so please spare me the jokes. As far as I can remember, everyone has called me Kia. I dont know the orgin of my nickname, but I was Kia before the car came along (or before we ever knew of it). I was born into a large family in the early 80s, tatay ko farmed a small sugar cane field. After the harvest each season, papa paid the landowner and there was little left over. Thus, we lived in a small one-room house, one of maybe a dozen families just like mine in the small barrio surrounded by fields. We didn't have much, but we were happy.

I was a plain girl, lost in the middle of my many siblings. There was nothing really remarkable about me. I was flat-chested and skinny. I was (and still am) quiet and very shy. But that didn't mean I had nothing to say, just that I didn't feel like saying anything. Actually, my mind was always turning, even if I didn't share my thoughts with anyone. I went through the motions while playing with my siblings and cousins, appearing pleasant if not joyful. It wasn't until puberty when I realized I was bored. I knew there was a whole world out there, and how I longed to see it.

A few years prior, one of the older girls in the barrio married a foreigner and left the country. I don't know they met, and I barely remembered her. So it was a surprising to hear talk in the barrio that she was coming home for a visit. Her family was naturally very excited. Then the day came when they arrived.

I was amazed by her husband, he was blonde with green eyes and an athletic build. He must have been over six feet tall. I couldn't take my eyes off him! I climbed a tree behind our house and watched him. He was so sweet to his wife, holding her hand. He was very polite to her family as well. To me, he was the most perfect man on Earth. That thought actually surprised me, as I had only recently been noticing boys and having sexual feelings. It was all I could think about...

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The Varsity and the Maid

Submitted by zenddrick via FSS on Saturday, 21 April 2018, 01:56 PM
Categories: BDSM, Erotic Couplings, First Time, Group Sex, Taboo, Mature, Toys and Masturbation, One Night Stand   Tags: , , ,

Chapter One:

               “Baaaaaabbbbbbeeeee! Ipaaaasok mo naaaaaa!” ungol niya.

Napangiti ako. Mukhang hindi pa rin kumukupas ang galing ko sa pagpapaligaya ng mga babae. Tumingin ako sa kanya habang patuloy pa rin akong nakaluhod. Pilit kong pinalalabas-pasok ang middle finger ko. Gusto kong mabaliw siya sa sarap ng pagpi-finger ko sa kanya. Kakaiba ang ligayang hatid sakin ng mga ungol niya. Nakakataas ng pagka-macho. Lalong naninigas ang burat ko at gusto nang manunggab ng uhaw na puke.

“Baaaaaaabe! Kantutiiiiiiin mo na akooooo! Pleaaaaase! Kantooooot naaaa! Kailangan ko na ng kantooooot!”

Hindi pa rin ako tumigil sa ginagawa ko. Pinagpatuloy ko ang pagpi-finger ko. Gusto kong magmakaawa siya at magkandaiyak na kantutin ko na siya. Pero ayaw ko pa. Ayaw ko. Gusto kong sumisirit ang katas niya bago ko itarak sa kanya ang burat ko.

“Anooooo baaaaa?! Kantutin mo na akooooo! Kaninaaaa pa ako nangangati sa burat moooooo!”

“Pleasssssse! Kantot naaaaa! Maawa kaaaaa!”

“Kanina ko pa gusto ang titi moooooo!”

“ANO BAAAA?!”

At sumabog ang masagana niyang katas na hindi ko na masyadong nasaksihan dahil agad kong ipinasok sa masikip niyang puke ang aking matayog na sandata.

Napayakap siya sa kakaibang sensasyong naramdaman. Ang sarap na kumawala sa dingding ng kanyang puke at ang sarap at hirap na may gambuhalang burat ang nagpilit bumaon sa kanyang puke ay sadyang di maipaliwanag. Masakit pero masarap. Ang sikip ng kanyang puke ay parusa para sa kanya. Ngunit para saken ay langit ang hatid nito.

Ako si Allen. 21 years old. Sa edad kong to ay marami nang babae ang umiyak sa laki ng burat ko. Hindi nga nila ako makalimutan dahil iba daw ang hatid ng burat ko sa bawat sulok ng puke nila. Hindi naman sa pagyayabang, talagang malaki ang burat ko. Mana kasi sa amerikano kong tatay. Alam niyo na, magagandang lalaki, matang...

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