Sunday, September 6, 2015

Half only please...part 1

This happened twenty years ago when I was a teenager. You do the math. I am no cougar nor a MILF since I am still single and never had kids. 

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Going back, I had my first serious "boyfriend". Technically, Casper guy was my first but our relationship was short-lived hence I had to consider this guy, Paranaque Playboy (PP) as my FSB (first serious boyfriend). PP and I met via crossline. Again, those who lived during that decade know what I'm talking about. We "threw" (gave away) our respective numbers and spoke extensively on the phone after that. PP then was a college student in DLSU. I was still in high school. (None of my batch mates interest me. I briefly dated a guy from an exclusive boys school in Katipunan but he was too goody-goody for my liking.) 

Anyway, PP and I eventually talked on the phone, on a regular basis. Then he asked if he can pick me up from school. Of course during this time, it was a big deal if you're 'dating' a college guy --- someone supposedly mature etc. Long story short, he picked me up at school. He lives in Paranaque and for him to go through at least a 2hour-travel time (one way pa lang) is E for effort in my juvenile mind. Little do I know that it was his own way of getting something from me. The courtship was not so long. A month of him picking me up everyday and showering me with gifts. Needless to say, I was fucking smitten with him. Who wouldn't be? He's tall (5'10), dark, and handsome plus charming and even my family already likes him. As with any other boyfriend-girlfriend relationships, there would be some 'messing around' aka sweetum-tweetum make out sessions. Since I already had my first kiss here, PP is now my second kiss and mind you, it was totally different from my first. More tongue and more insistent. Each day while our house help was watching Villa Quintana (Donna Cruz starring), he and I were in my room kissing like crazy. Or his tongue and fingers exploring my young body. From my breasts to my virgin pussy. I was hesitant and excited at the same time. I was curious as to how it'd feel. What I do know is that him touching my clit was not enough. I think I wanted more. Scratch that, I knew I wanted more. 

But PP knows I am still a virgin so he took extra care and patience (kuno) before deflowering me. Every week, gradually nagle-level up kami sa 'exploration' until we reached the point na penetration na lang ang kulang. I was stupid and relied on him mostly on the consequences and how to go about it. That's why to those reading this who have teenage daughters, please talk with them. PLEASE. One day that we didn't have class he asked me if I can come see him in Paranaque. It was not near but I wanted to be with him so I took the risk of taking that long commute just to see him. I also felt 'proud' that at my young age I will be introduced to his family and friends as the girlfriend. (I will find out later on that I was the 3rd party). His family there consisted of his aunt (who wasn't that old compared to him) and her two kids, much younger than me, thank God. He took care of me while I was there and was very much 'behaved" so I thought whew, no hanky panky. But I spoke too soon. After lunch, (I arrived there around 10:30 in the morning), his aunt had to bring her kids to school (pang-hapon sila). Yun pala ang nasa isip nya. Tsk tsk. As soon as they left, he started kissing me. I was taken aback initially but soon gave in to his kisses. He then reached down and touched me where I have been getting 'wet' the past few weeks now. But as to why, I was still clueless then. Clearly PP was in no mood to be educating me on Sex Ed. This went on until I saw him pull down his board shorts and guided me in touching him. I was scared --- I mean the past few weeks it was him mostly seeing parts of my body but for me it was my first time to see a male organ --- and a big one at that. 

I was scared and unsure of how to go about it. Sensing my hesitation, he held my hand and guided me to where he wanted it to be. It was my first time to touch a guy's penis and I was curious and scared. I was hesitant too because I somehow knew that this day was not the ones we would do in our house...