My Young Guy Series : How We Met and the First Meeting

I was never into way younger men until I met Young Guy (YG). I never really asked him how he feels about me constantly calling him YG, but it is what it is. I am 13 years older than him, but that fact never bothered him. If any, it made him more curious whether he and I actually have chemistry. I guess for younger men (or women) this becomes a challenge (or fantasy) of some sort.

YG is good looking but not my type (when I met him, I was in my white boy phase, go figure). I find him too thin for my liking. I prefer a man who looks like a man, feminist friends will kill me, but I want a man who's strong, not necessarily buffed and all but someone who can protect me. Anyway, YG is fit and very fashionable. And being the millennial that he is, he uses hashtags every chance he gets and still makes me cringe sometimes.
Nonetheless, my curiosity got the better of me, and I still communicate with him. He and I met at the ever popular swiping app. No surprise there. Thankfully, he is smart too. He and I had chemistry as we were chatting and I had to admit I was intrigued by his smooth and consistent description of what he likes and not like. We went through the perfunctionary selfies and whole body shots (naked and otherwise) and we were still pretty much satisfied with what we saw. Through the pictures, I can say that his cock wasn't as big as others I have been with but I was still hopeful it'd be the opposite. 

I would only found out about it almost a month after we started chatting. 

He and I have been sending messages back and forth in almost a month when our schedule finally matched. It was a bit difficult since his family was visiting and I was busy with other stuff too. But everything soon worked out well. 

Since I was adamant that we meet halfway, the equally stubborn YG finally just booked me a room in a hotel near his area. I was coming from a couple of gatherings that night so I finally obliged. I was nervous but I thought, what's the worst thing that could possibly happen. He seemed excited because he kept on calling me every now and then (asking where I already was) and providing specific instructions. He said he will wait in front of the hotel. 

I was walking hurriedly to the place although I also made sure to check how I looked. As with any first time meeting, you're a combination of anxiousness and  excitement. Then I saw him. He's taller than I expected. He's about 5'10; I did confirm with him afterwards and he said correct. Looks like a model who's in a photo shott and I suddenly and slightly felt intimidated and self-conscious but what the heck, I know I can give him something he wants.  As soon as he saw me, his face lit up and he smiled. That made me relax. 

We proceeded to the front desk so that I could properly check in. He seemed legit and not afraid to use his real name. I immediately felt 'safe' and unafraid. It made me feel like I could trust him. He asked me if I wanted to have room delivered to the room and I politely declined. Soon after, we entered my room. I asked him how much time he has and he said maybe a couple of hours before he have to pick up his family from shopping. There was a brief awkward silence after that and then we both started talking. He then stopped and said, please talk and I said, "no, after you..." And boy, he did. We talked about our background, sexual motivation, interests, etc. We wanted to get to know each other more while gauging if we have chemistry. 

Conversation was easy and unforced. It was a relaxing time just talk with him about anything. I even thought to myself why I did not make time for it sooner. After talking for about 30 minutes, we both stopped then as if we were both thinking of it, we leaned closer and we kissed. That kiss was somewhat long and seemed to seal the deal. We agreed we'd be FWB (his term not mine coz if I would have it, I'd call it fuck buddy) but sexually exclusive. I told him we both can date other people and we just try to remain honest with each other. 

After we kissed, he looked at me expectantly. 

I stared back as if to say, "yes?" 

He smiled and he said, "I wanna feel your lips elsewhere..." His voice trailed off because at that moment I moved my head down to his cock...

(to be continued...)

★ Piper ★

My "Innocent Boy" Continued...

Before reading this, make sure you have read this. 




From last post...~~~ I thought to myself: this is not good yet at that time, I did not have time to think, what I only wanted was to continue kissing this sweet, seemingly innocent boy on top of me...

In the semi-dark room, Mike and I continue to kiss. As the kiss deepened, I felt Mike's hands in other areas of my body. Instinctively, I would groan and moan as he managed to successfully touch (and tickle) sensitive areas of my body. For someone so young and whom I refer as "innocent", he clearly is not. 

Mike touched my body like it has never been caressed before. He then went back to my breasts and started sucking on them. I was moaning louder than expected but we did not care. He reached for my hand and guided it to his huge cock. And that's when I felt the image of my "innocent boy" slowly dissipating.

Mike's cock is long, full, and clearly not one of a 'boy'. Like a curious kid, I swiftly let my fingers and my hand stroke him in the way I know how. He groaned and moaned. His manhood seemed to have a mind on its own. I was excited as to how much pleasure his cock would bring me. 

I need not wait long...

Mike then positioned himself to allow ourselves to kiss. A kiss that seemed to seal what will happen. A kiss that signifies my permission. A kiss that signalled the beginning of an amazing night. 

The kiss was passionate and long. 
Sweet yet sensual. 
Teasing yet prodding. 
Taunting. 


Letting me know it is up to me to guide on what will happen next...

And that I did. 

After what seemed (and felt) like forever of Mike and I kissing, I briefly stopped and then looked at his eyes. He knew. He was waiting for it. And he saw it. 

Mike then quickly got something from his bag (rubber, obviously) and placed it around his very hard (and big) cock. He then gently positioned himself on top of me. He kissed me again on the forehead, eyes, and then my lips. Soon after, I then felt his hardness. I already had a preview that it was long and big but it was still difficult when he tried putting it on. 

I mustered all my might not to make any sound although Karl still was not back. It was not easy. Legit, it was not easy. 

I was no longer a virgin (obviously) but that night I felt like one. Mike was gifted with anatomy and skills. He has shown me how in spite of his innocent demeanor and innocent-looking boy facade, I seemed to have been deflowered that night. 

Mike introduced to me positions I have not tried. Sensations that I never thought existed. He filled me completely. And eventually, filled up his rubber. That night, we had sex twice. 

I will never forget my able, sensual, and highly innocent-looking boy...


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Miss Behaving

Who ever thought a horror movie would lead to some sexy time? Definitely, not me. 

I have known Carter (not his real name, of course) for almost one year now. How or where? In spite of how we met, Carter was upfront and honest from the very beginning: he is married and only wanted to have friends in this new area. 

I was initially doubtful of this coz who in his right mind would be in an online dating website to just be friends. But after messaging several times and him deleting his account in that website, I realized he is telling the truth, or at least the most part. I then maintained it like that. We could exchange messages and/or snaps but then after a while his messages became less and less. Thinking that his wife might already be here then I just went on with my life. 

Many months after, I received a snap from him. And a few months ago, I saw him in an event in the base he works in. In spite of us not meeting in person prior (we were supposed to but eventually had to cancel), he (and I) recognized each other in that festival. Since it has been a while, I have to say that I decidedly tried to forget him but I knew that he is probably still in my snaps. And he was. So I sent him a message. And told me again his name. I have to admit that I still find him attractive. (In college, I had the hots for Tracy McGrady and he looks like him with a few more pounds and paler skin). 

Since then, he and I communicated again, albeit not on a regular basis. He would sometimes send me a snap or message me via LINE, mostly random and meaningless messages. Probably just bored from work. Nonetheless, I would reply whenever I can. 

Quite recently, it became more regular until he and I finally decided to meet and hang out, like (and as) friends. And it finally happened after two cancellations (due to his work schedule) and my incessant nagging (I was really bored). 

He picked me up from the station and his house was a short drive away (less than 5minutes). Ever so casually, we entered his house and he remarked to me, "you are the first woman to ever come here..." I was surprised and I said, "thank you". He then asked me what I wanted to eat and we both agreed on pizza. It was initially awkward since this was the first time he and I were left alone. 

Prior to this, we also spoke that we will both "behave" and just simply hang out. 

Soon after he ordered pizza, we decided to choose a movie. We both agreed on any horror movie and eventually agreed on Annabelle. The pizza was delivered and then we ate. 

                                                  He also casually said I could sleep over at his place. 

He then took the trash to the kitchen, switched off the lights, and we both settled on the couch. Initially, we were both at the different ends of the couch until we soon got closer and closer...

Soon, he was lying on the couch and I was beside him. I laid my head on his chest. It was a nice feeling. Comfy, even. We then concentrated on the movie although I could feel his hand slightly rubbing on my arms. I did not really make a fuss until for some weird reason, I started getting naughty...

I can feel his hands still rubbing my arm and getting closer to my breasts so I finally grabbed his hand and placed it on my right breast. I still continued to watch the movie but I can feel him becoming more focused on what he was doing to me. Eventually too, I felt something else. Carter is tall (possibly 6'1 or 6'2) and as I am beside him, I can feel something get hard. I pointedly ignored it and let him just touch me...

As the movie got scarier and scarier, his cock got harder and harder and his hands got bolder and bolder (in his exploration). Soon, his hand exposed my breasts out of my bra. And his cock, I already took out from his shorts. It was big, alright. Just the perfect girth and length. In fact, it is the perfect cock, as far as I am concerned. 

I slowly rubbed it and started moving my hand up and down, while still watching the movie. Unconsciously, I was making him excited and I heard him moan. The moan encouraged me to move my hand faster, and quite eagerly. Cannot control my urge anymore, I sucked his big, throbbing cock. It tasted really good. And as expected, it was the perfect size in my mouth --- not too small but not too big. Just perfect that I could suck it all in yet can still make me slightly gag and possibly, choke. I can feel Carter's eyes watching me intently as I slowly put every inch of his manhood in my mouth. The moans started getting louder and louder. I can then also taste some pre-cum, which he confirmed. 

We finished the movie but it was quite clear there was still some unfinished business. Carter then led me to the guest room (where I will be staying). It was then that he also offered to give me the massage that he promised me via SNS messages. I then said, let me just give you the massage instead. He obliged and went on to get some oil from his room. Shortly after, he came back and took off his shirt. I then started massaging him in the best and most relaxing way I know how. Once I am done with his back, he then removed his boxers and I saw his cute bum. Quite sexy, I must say and this man is clearly confident in his own skin. A huge turn on. He said I could opt not to massage his bum but I said it's okay and I did. As soon as I am done, he then turned over and once again I am face-to-face with his perfect cock. 

Inevitably, I grabbed it and sucked it anew. I seemed to get enough of it. I love its taste and smell. I then sucked and sucked until it is wet with my saliva. I also tried to put it all in my mouth, again. And I loved it. And Carter did too. 

He then asked me to scoot over so that I am lying on my chest. I then felt his hands slowly pull down my pants and underwear, revealing my butt. (He is a boobs and butt person). Before I could say anything, he slowly placed his cock between my butt cheeks. He did not put it in rather he rubbed it tightly between my bum, which was a huge turn on for both of us. 

Unable to control myself, I pushed him back on the bed and sucked his cock again. I then frantically moved my head so that I am rocking it and back and forth his cock. It was so good and his cock was delicious as fuck. He whispered to me that if I do not stop, he would come soon and I said, that was the idea, right? He also asked where I would want his cum. And I said, where do you want... I responded, "in my mouth..." 

As soon as I said that, he stood up and positioned himself standing on the bed and pressed his cock on my mouth. He then fucked my mouth perfectly. Its angle was just perfect and it was the best cock-fucking-my-mouth experiences I have ever had. 

Carter then said, "I am near" and reminded me how he cums a lot. I looked at him and said, "I was ready" and soon after he came in my mouth...everything was soon swallowed by me...

We then hugged a bit and kissed lightly and said good night to each other. 

That was me (and him) not misbehaving... 



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My "Innocent Boy"

I have been jaded for a while. I may have had my own bouts of 'infatuations' and then afterwards, I am over them. I seldom write about men I actually fell for but perhaps in order for me to let go of these feelings, I needed to write about it and just throw it out to the world, the universe, rather. (Props to those who got that :p)


I met a guy recently. Let us call him Mike. I met Mike in the online dating website I frequent to. When I met him, I was sort of already seeing this other guy (due to differences in interests he and I eventually went separate ways)but eventually had my entire attention to Mike. 

When I first met Mike, I had no expectations --- like zero, zilch, nada. Why? It was for the simple reason that Mike prior to us meeting already insulted me by asking the question whether we would meet as friends or was it a date. The insulted, 'older' me said snappily, "of course it is not a date, you are way too young for me." In fact, he is. His picture alone clearly reminded me of our age difference. Mike is white and although I have not really been dating American Caucasians, it is not a bad thing for me. Plus, his height clearly was in my preferred range. Nonetheless, friends was what I said so friends it will be. 

I met Mike and his best friend we shall call Karl at a major and busy area in the city where I live. After some frustrating messages, I eventually found them just as he described. The first thing I noticed was Karl being very young and I was like, wow, they are really way out of my league. And then I briefly glanced at Mike. He did not look 6'2 as he said but it was apparently because his back was always hunched hence. His look was very typical American boy next door; not handsome handsome but definitely not bad looking. Plus I like how he easily smiled back at me. I brought them to an izakaya place where they both said they wouldn't be able to order if I weren't with them. We then had coffee at another place within the area then we parted ways. No holding hands. No kiss. No arm brushing. No hugs. In short, it was the most wholesome date I have ever had in a while. 

We both then went to our respective ways after. That same night, Mike sent me the picture from the izakaya place (coz my phone was dead earlier) and also told me how he and his friend enjoyed the place I told them. As I was gonna be busy, I did promise him that I will show he and his friend some more areas before they leave.

We did not text the following day. 

Two days after we met(Saturday), he began texting me more and I guess that's where the flirting began. And before I knew it, we were talking (chatting) about him checking me out and me totally oblivious about it. Over the course of the next couple of days, Mike and I would send messages but my entire impression of him was still an innocent boy with his kind eyes and boyish demeanor. Not that of someone I would be intimate with. 

But all those dissipated when Mike and I met again for the second time. He was still somewhat shy but as soon as I made the first move of reaching for his hand, everything else felt natural and automatic between the two of us. As soon as we arrived to the Airbnb place he shares with Karl, Mike and I were more relaxed with each other. Karl was there at their place so Mike and I were just joking around on their place's sofa. It was relaxed and fun -- not my usual pre-sex moves. Karl, as if on cue, suddenly had to leave their place at midnight. I then looked at Mike (suddenly shy) but he said Karl may have to buy something. And in my mind, I was like, "yeah right." 

As soon as Karl left, I became self-conscious of Mike. I still see him as an innocent boy but I have to admit that on that night, he suddenly became someone else in my eyes. Being intimate with him somewhat made me excited but I still did not know how it would turn out. What if I disappoint him? After all, he was still way younger than me not to mention different culturally. Such insecurities came to mind but were soon to be erased when he and I went to the other room. I was scared of being close to him. It was weird because I was never the type to be overwhelmed with things like this but he and I soon snuggled towards each other, and boy, it felt good. His body frame accommodated my body perfectly. His face fell strategically on my forehead which gave him perfect access to my forehead. It was blissful. Refreshingly, it did not feel like it was going to be a one night stand. Mike's body was not perfect and so was mine but for me, it was what I would have asked for. We started caressing each other and I have to admit that for an innocent boy, his hands clearly were not innocent enough. He expertly went through my top and easily removed my bra. He sucked my tits and boy, it did feel good. He sucked them so softly at first and then with persistence later on. Soft and eager, just the way I like it. It was also not so saliva-ish. I am slowly beginning to lose my mind. 

Then Mike and I kissed. I was surprised by the kiss. As soon as his lips touched mine, I felt a spark that I would only feel for men I care for. I thought to myself: this is not good yet at that time, I did not have time to think, what I only wanted was to continue kissing this sweet, seemingly innocent boy on top of me...

(continued here...)




★ Piper ★

I have not posted in a while.

I am in the process of writing this long blog post but this sweet email made my day.

Thank you.

You know who you are.



★ Piper ★

Of asses and fetishes --- maybe a part 2?

Remember Nick?

Well, he's back. In case you don't recall who he is, read here.

I honestly don't know what to say...


★ Piper ★

Incestous Icky Italian Part 1

Pardon my use of an alliteration. 


Let me introduce you to Giovanni (not his real name); an Italian expat.

He is a self-employed business consultant based in one of the huge cities in the world. His busy schedule does not really allow him to meet people the "normal way." Hence, he tried online dating and met Veronica. Veronica and Giovanni liked what they initially saw from their pictures posted as well as their own descriptions. They exchanged messages and then messenger apps usernames. 

As expected, their messages weren't about business and innocent nothings, naughty and sexy ones dominated it all. Sexy pictures and raunchy video calls, included. The sexual chemistry and tension was all too real they both decided to meet and finally do it. On the day they were supposed to however, Veronica had to cancel because she got sick and Giovanni was also quite sensitive he might catch something. It would have been the end of it between the two of them but the intensity and curiosity, apart from the chemistry, were just too real they decided to meet anew. As luck would have it, she was unable to make it again. 

The messages became less and less yet it did not stop. 

The attraction was just too intense. One night, Giovanni and Veronica started messaging again and exchanged naughty messages anew. That night however, Giovanni showed a different side of him. He and Veronica were doing role play sexting when he suddenly said he wanted to get her pregnant. Veronica played along with it but it didn't end there: Giovanni said that he wanted their beautiful baby to be part of their act. He wanted Veronica to let their baby suck on her tits (for milk) while he sucked on the other. Veronica obliged with the idea since it still seemed innocent enough. She even started touching herself as Giovanni described in detail how it would be. But then Giovanni brought it a couple of notches higher. 

Giovanni then said he would watch Veronica start kissing their daughter's pussy. Giovanni said that Veronica would kiss their baby and teach their baby (as she gets older) the proper way to kiss pussy AND suck cock. Veronica was clearly not turned on by this but she played along with it. Until they both cum...



~ to be continued...

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the Foreigner

Anyone who has been following this difficult attempt of mine to try to tell my experiences (not ALL sexual, ok?!)might have read how I started 'meeting' someone through the phone and another one through mIRC who eventually let me feel his battery. I also shared my naivety thinking that a crucifix kiss can get me pregnant. And how I messed with the "drayber" :| And of course, most recently, E-boy. 

This time, I will be sharing as the title directly states my experience with a foreigner. For the record, I have no specific preference whatsoever on guys I date aside from them being tall. Ewan ko ba bakit pero a tall guy really gets my attention. 

Anyhoo, one mIRC night, as I was chatting in #alabang, someone messaged me. My nick then I cannot recall but it must be catchy enough sans the jejemon characters. 

Call it weird pero I usually ignore people who send me PM with such boring lines. The way I see it is if simple lines dun e not creative na e di what more in other venues like phone etc. Of course, it might not always be true but then it would be my loss not his. 

So one night, someone PM'd me. Sorry but I cannot recall his nick but it sounded Amboy-ish. That alone caught my attention plus his opening lines. Definitely not the usual, "ctc?" or "asl?". 

My next question surprised him: "How tall are you?" 

His response surprised me in return: "6'5" 

I was like, "t#ang%na, ito na ang future hubby ko!" hahaha ganun talaga ako ka-advance mag-isip nun e. bakit ba hahaha. 

By the way, during this time, wala pang DSL so I pretty much relied on our Blast Internet card na during that time ay "mabilis" na; yun pala may ibibilis pa hehehe. In case, ma-DC ako e I decided to ask for his digits. And to my delight at bago ko pa i-press ang Enter ay hiningi nya na yung sa akin. Pero dahil siguristang kokak ako ay sa YM muna ang binigay ko. 

We chatted in YM for about 2 more hours and then we gave each other's digits. Wala pa ring mga unli-unli stuff noon so we would only exchanged messages. The following day, he asked for my home phone number. I know sa panahon ngayon e parang no-no ito pero that time, there were no warning signs or anything like that. We spoke on the phone for 12 hours. Ihi and drinks lang pahinga. Pucha. Naloka na ang Lola ko kasi nakabalik na siya at lahat mula sa labas e nasa phone pa rin ako. Di kami naubusan nang mapag-uusapan. At syempre, bawat araw ay papogi nang papogi ang dating nya sa akin. He loves basketball, likes my fave player then (TMac), watches the same shows I do, etc. I also found out that he is in med school. I thought to myself, interesting. 

So yun, usap kami sa phone if I'm not online o kaya he'll text or YM me. Basta bottom line ay madalas kaming nagko-communicate sa isa't isa. 

One of the weird things about me is that I never ask for a picture. Even here in MTC, IF may ma-encounter man akong guy na type na type ko talaga (so far, wala pa naman) e I never ask for a picture. As in nothing. Iba syempre if they blatantly send it to you or yung makikita mo by accident...

So usap galore kami for like a week na talagang parang jowa levels na. I remember ito yung panahon na namatay si Pope John Paul II kasi minsan nauulit na yung pinapalabas pero magkausap pa rin kami. It was also about this time that I wondered bakit parang hindi siya "atat" makita ako. Parang mas ako pa yung may gusto na makita siya. Pero dahil I don't to lay out everything, parang chill lang ako na hindi interesado pero deep inside, I was. 

Dahil clueless si Lola Pinai, go pa rin ang usap at chika. Sa tagal namin magkausap sa phone, some people may assume na baka may SOP na kasama na yun pero waley ALTHOUGH we did talk about anything and everything and of course, sex was one of them. During this time, single ang peg ko so anyone I meet was far more interesting than my very troubled ex. It didn't also enter my mind na baka ibang lahi sya maski na 100% English usap namin. I thought baka half-half or something.

One night, sabi ko, "hey E (his real name starts with E), when are we gonna hang out, like real hang out?" He said, "I was waiting for you to say that." I replied, "I have been waiting for YOU to say that!" Then we both ended up laughing. Interestingly, we didn't talk about when we will see each other. 

The following day, he was the one who opened the topic. He said his best friend's girlfriend has already been admitted to the hospital and will give birth anytime that day or early the following morning. He said, "would you be able to be in that area later?" That area was Manila city area. I wasn't really familiar with that area but my curiosity won me over so I easily said, "sure, no problem." So we said, 8pm Starbucks entrance or if it's full then perhaps McDo. I was about to ask what he'll be reading. He read my mind. He sai, "I'll be wearing a basketball jersey, jeans, and boots." I immediately thought, "hip hop hurray" ang peg. I simply said, "okay." 

Reminder sa lahat ng nagbabasa nito at hindi inumpisahan, I have NO idea what or how he looks like. Height lang nya ang alam ko. 

Fast forward to around 5pm that day, aligaga na ako. I was supposed to be driven by someone (not THIS driver!) but there were some last minute changes so I said, "no hassle just drop me off to an LRT station (the oldest one) then I'll get a cab or jeepney when I get to the area." 

Di ako mahilig maglagay ng kolorete sa face. Those who know me know that I pretty much put eyeliner, dab compact powder a bit, then lipgloss. Konting suklay then pabango. So hinatid na ako sa nearest station then I got to UN station. Since hindi ko alam yung hospital, nagtanong na muna ako and they said walking distance yung place. I also confirmed if it's near Starbucks and McDo and he said yes. I messaged him that I am almost there. In about 5 minutes, I was in Starbucks and went straight to the bathroom for what other girls would commonly refer to as re-touch.  Then I ordered my drinks, read a book, and waited. 

I usually try to "blend in" before para di naman obvious na EB. So I usually have a book or get a magazine from the rack or something --- basta anything that would make me look as if I have a 'date'. I would typically also not sit near the door. Saktong area lang na makaka-glance ako sa papasok na tao without being too obvious. 

I messaged him that I was already there and running low on batt (another strategy then). No reply. 

And that's when I saw it este him. 

Ang laki nya. E 6'5 ba naman e. But not just that. He is black. So before some of you might think I am racist, I am not. I am or I was just plain scared. He didn't see me coz he went straight to order so what I did was slowly stand up then left the place...

So I left. 

In simple terms and for the first time ever, nang-one way ako. Halo-halo yung naramdaman ko nun. I felt betrayed pero wala din naman cyang sinabi na hindi totoo; maybe error by omission lang. But still, wala man lang pahaging. Di ako prepared. hahaha. I felt so mean that I can do this to him --- who was anything but mean to me. I thought he didn't deserve it at hindi naman ako pinalaki ng parents ko to be like that. To be honest, akala ko ala-Sean Chambers ang hitsure o kaya Donald Faison hahaha. Oh well. 

In fairness, malakas ang dating nya. As in. If I were in the States, wouldn't have been an issue pero yung may sayad kong utak e iba ang inisip that night. I didn't open my phone until I got home and his barrage of messages started coming in. He was disappointed and felt cheated; ultimately, I know he was hurt. One text even hinted that I might have gotten scared. 

I then presented a white lie to him. I told him I had an emergency thing and was so running low on battery I decided to switch off my phone. Basta ganun. To me, it sounded like a classic lie but you know what they say, the more often you say something (especially a lie), it eventually sounds like the truth already. I never admitted to him what really happened. Since gusto ko naman talaga cya kausap (at para hindi obvious na nakita ko nga sya) e tuloy pa rin kami nag-uusap at nagte-text. Parang wala lang. Then naisip ko that I really like him; he's growing on me. 

So finally, I told him. Let's meet but this time I asked him to name the place since it was my fault the previous meeting didn't push through. Like what I said, the lie pag paulit-ulit parang totoo na. So he said, I am quite busy with school but you can come here sa  apartment if you like. I said, sure. Kamusta naman ang layo. I live sa South tapos he lives near Monumento. Ang saya di ba? Pero sabi ko, sige na nga. What's the worst thing he can possibly do. I wanted to bring my guy best friend para lang may ka-sub mag-drive pero ayaw ni Foreigner. So akin na nga lang. I thought to myself: sige na nga para quits kami. 

So around 9:30 pm, I arrived at their area. Medyo katakot yung paloob ah kaya todo lock yung kotse. hahaha. Praning lang. And I told him "abangan" nya na ako coz I don't see myself asking anyone in that area. I didn't tell him na nung bata ako the "crimes" that I would read about e usually from Caloocan. Let's just stay those stories scared the s@%t out of me kaya naaalala ko pa rin. He described the gate of his apartment compound and I drove past it, made a U-turn, parked, and shut off the engine. 

Then lumabas yung damit nya este cya. Ang mean mo... I can see you laughing. Yes you, MTC reader :-) hahaha

Then syempre, I came up with my most gulat and I-have-not-seen-you-yet-ever!-face. Then I smiled. He extended his hand to formally introduce himself (which I liked by the way). May manners and he politely asked if I'd like to come in. I politely declined coz I told him I won't be staying that long since it was a long drive. He apologized profusely and I said, "it's okay." Then chikahan na kami like we would do on the phone. No pretentions. Nothing. No holds-barred. Masaya. Relaxed. Aliw. 

Pag naiisip ko yung usapan namin, wala akong negative na maalala. I thought to myself: he is really a genuinely nice guy. As in. After almost an hour of hanging out, I said goodbye and we then gave each other a hug. At another plus point, waley amoy. He again shook my tiny hands (compared to his, of course) and waved goodbye. His plus points for that night were for not getting in his apartment's compound until I am really 'far' and for making sure he kept me 'company' on my drive back home. 

Over the next week, we would continue messaging each other and call. At mas naging comfortable kami sa isa't isa --- parang kami na nga na hindi. Alam nyo na yun db? 

One Tuesday afternoon, he messaged me if I was free. Sabi ko, "yes." He asked me where I was. Sakto, I was in QC. He asked if gusto ko magkita sa SM North (or West, to some); sabi ko wag na. Not because I am ashamed to be with him pero ayoko lang may makakita na kakilala ko and I wouldn't know what to say. So sabi ko, punta na lang ako sa apartment nya. Sabi nya, okay I'll just prepare food. 

So yun, I went to his place. Gaya ng naisip ko, it seems like a compound with different apartments  inside. Mga apat. His was the last one and his landlady's was the first and I can feel na may nakasilip when we passed. Deadma lang since hindi naman nila ako kilala. 

Pag pasok namin sa apartment nya, first thing I noticed was malinis. For a guy, too clean. At least that's good but it was too bare sa baba. He said, most of his stuff ay nasa taas. He asked where I prefer to eat: sa room nya or sa baba. Sabi ko maski saan. He said, "if you're okay with it, I'd suggest taas coz the A/C is there and pretty much everything else cozy." So I said, okay. Besides, in spite of his size, he didn't look scary. Very remote from my initial impression of him. 

So we ate the food he had delivered. Ang dami. Then hang out pa rin ang peg namin. He had his computer on with his two monitors. I guess the other one had tuner or something since that's where he watched his cable. So yun lang naman. I told him if I can lie on his bed. Innocent question coz the food made me really sleepy and sabi nya okay naman. So I let him do his thing on his computer and ako chill lang until nakatulog ako...

Pag gising ko, he was still on his PC and I told him I'd leave in a bit since I will be hitching a ride sa friend ko since coding ako that day. That's when he completely stopped what he was doing and looked at me. He said come here so ako naman lumapit. Then he said sit. I looked around and was about to sit on the adjacent bean bag when I heard his voice, "on my lap." 

...Naisip ko: Tama ba ang narinig ko? "on his lap" Slowly, I tilted my head up to look at him kasi maski nakaupo cya e medyo slightly lower yung bed nya. He wasn't kidding. Didn't look like he was. In fact, he said those words matter-of-factly. Napalunok na talaga ako. 

I said, "hindi mo ako kaya." He said, "try me." I normally would have a quick retort on stuff like that but this guy seemed to be exhausting all my witty remarks. So I slowly and hesitantly stood up from his bed. Then as soon as he saw me na nakatayo, he adjusted his seat to accommodate me on his lap. I shifted awkwardly and he whispered, "just relax." And I did. For a good ten minutes, the mid-20's woman that I am seemed like a baby in this huge guy's presence. 

After what seemed like forever (pero mga 10 minutes nga lang), we stood up. At syempre, ang tangkad nya talaga. Wala pa yta ako sa dibdib nya. Or barely there. Tapos kinuha nya yung kamay ko and pinisil nang unti. I dunno what that meant but it felt reassuring and in spite of his huge hand (compared to mine), it felt oddly, gentle. Then he just held on to my hand. Tapos punta kme sa may bed. I was thinking, f#&k f#&kity f#&k...kaya ko ba itong pinapasok ko? 

Then we sat on his bed. Pinasandal nya ako sa kanya. Parang kama na rin sya coz in fairness borta-ness ang peg and more. Then he watched TV na ganun lang. So since wala naman akong prob na nakasandal sa kanya e di in-enjoy ko na rin. In fairness sa kanya, we just continued to be like that and he didn't make any other move. And I have this weird thing that I don't normally make the "first" move hahaha. 

Then suddenly I felt his breathe at the nape of my neck. Then he touched my face. And slowly, alam ko malapit na. I was thinking, "brace yourself..." Tapos I felt his hand on my cheek. Then his thumb was caressing my cheek hanggang slowly napalapit na yung thumb nya sa lips ko. I closed my eyes and braced myself. 

At naramdaman ko ang lips nya on mine. There was a certain sense of urgency but not forceful. More like excited, I think. Patuloy nya akong hinalikan at slowly e nag-respond na rin ako. That was a new experience for me. I dated a foreigner nung nasa Tate kme pero first time ko na itim. Aside from his physical looks, wala din naman talagang iba. OA lang din ako thinking na meron. So, we kissed and kissed and kissed. 

Hanggang sa napahiga na ako nang tuluyan. Medyo hirap cya to position himself on top of me while we were kissing so parang awkward ang hitsura nya but he never complained (aba dapat lang!) hahaha. Then he slowly unbuttoned my blouse. Before I can protest (pakipot protest nang unti ), nabuksan na nya ito. Exposed na yung bra ko and I thought to myself buti na lang I wore a really sexy-looking one that day. hahaha. His right hand then went to my right breast; his thumb gently scraping the tip of nipple. Para akong na-kuryente. And I shuddered involuntarily. Suddenly his mouth was on my nipple. Sucking...nibbling...teasing...He made sure that my left nipple had the same experience and agad-agad dun nya tinungo ang kanyang atensyon. While it happened, his thumb continue to make sure that my nipples were 'taken care of'. 

I was never the receiver type only so I made sure that I change position in this case. I looked at him and he knew what I wanted so he shifted his weight and position so that he was now lying on his back. I then slowly removed his trousers. Finally, I heard his voice again. "are you sure?" 

I just looked at him and smiled but quietly I was thinking ("what the hell have I gotten myself into..."). But nandun na ako so binaba ko na rin yung boxers nya. 

And inwardly, I quietly gasped. It was clearly just at its semi-hard state yet pero ang laki na nya: ang taba, ang haba, at ang itim. Thankfully, no amoy. At ang kulay naman ay pantay with the rest of his body. Not so much hair too. Or baka di ko lang nahalata...  

Anyway, I started doing what I like. Pumosisyon ako sa ibabaw nya and tried to took control. I kissed him --- this time with more gusto. He seemed to like it that I was taking control. Then slowly, I made small kisses pababa ng face nya. Lingered a bit sa leeg nya. He smelled really good. Then made small kisses sa dibdib nya which he more than willing to accommodate me kasi he took off his shirt. Loved kissing his chest area too. Yum...

Anyway, I started doing what I like. Pumosisyon ako sa ibabaw nya and tried to took control. I kissed him --- this time with more gusto. He seemed to like it that I was taking control. Then slowly, I made small kisses pababa ng face nya. Lingered a bit sa leeg nya. He smelled really good. Then made small kisses sa dibdib nya which he more than willing to accommodate me kasi he took off his shirt. Loved kissing his chest area too. Yum...

So I continued to make small kisses. He is athletic and plays basketball so he has muscles at all the right places. Muscular but not borta, which I like. Hinalikan ko pa rin cya sa chest nya which I thought he liked coz his eyes were closed and he seemed to be very relaxed. Sarap nyang halikan; his smell was very manly and musky.

Then I heard him moan. But I am not done yet. My hand moved towards his getting-hard manhood . Slowly, hinimas-himas ko ito. Grabe. Ang laki nya at semi-hard pa ito ah. Some of you prolly heard of the saying, "once you go black, there's no turning back"; it might be true for some but for me nope. I'll tell you later. So nararamdaman ko ang patuloy na pagtigas nya sa aking paghimas. He then looked at me and asked me to move nearer sa kanya. And I did. Pag lapit ko, he 'tried' to reciprocate by touching me. His pathetic attempt was noted but it was forgettable and probably the worst finger-playing I ever had. Anyway, I then moved toward his already hard member and kissed its head. Susme, ang laki talaga. Pero I am not one who would back out on things hence I proceeded and try to suck it. Slowly. I took my time coz I think mabubulunan ako. I seemed to be doing a great job after a few minutes coz I felt him look at me with fascination. I gave him a puzzled look and he said, "you're good..." And I gave him a smile that meant him "hindi naman masyado..." pero deep inside I was thinking f#&k, I'm gonna die with your tool! hahaha.


Thankfully after a few more minutes of me sucking, licking, and nibbling on his tool, he seemed ready.


He held my hand and guided me to lay on my back. Not too long after, I sensed his entire huge and intimidating presence over me. Napapikit ako. I am thinking if I would still be able to walk after this. At dahil nga wala yata cyang concept on "preparing the girl" e before I knew it, he was inside me. Honestly, napasigaw ako. Ang sakit. Para akong virgin ulit. In fact, it was even worse than that. Ang sakit.  I thought the pain would end there but then I felt him moving. It had to be the most awkward position ever; not to mention the most painful for me. Thankfully and after what seemed forever, it was over. I don't really care anymore that I didn't come.


After that night, he made me stay overnight (which I did) only because medyo hirap akong maglakad at mag-drive hahaha. He did try to make up with kisses and hugs but in my own experience, that black dude just had a big tool but does not even know how to use it...


Finally, the end :|

★ Piper ★