By far, the freakist country in the world!
I'm not quite sure how filipinas consider themselves conservative.
Indian and the Middle East have a lock on the reality of that.
I've had more 3 somes with non pro's that I can recount.
As for my last experience, I"m still in shock.
Ocassionaly I go swimming at one of the hotel pools.
This day it was empty except for 1 filipina woman about age 35.
Chatted with her for a few minutes before she invited me to the Hot Tub.
While she was preparing to walk there, she stood up. Bent over to get her towel and gave me a twat shot to cream over.
Her G string hung so low. UMMMM.
In the hot tub, I was made hard with her oiling legs rubbing my crotch. As soon as it got hard, she undid the G string completely, got my cock out and back rode me for 5 minutes until the pool boy noticed. The pool boy stayed in the area until we both got out of the hot tub.
After getting her phone number, she admitted to living with her Husband and kids, but she needed "ME TIME"
She has never asked for any money and simply gets her kicks from fucking strange men.
How often does something happen in a lifetime?
Wow, what an experience!
Death by spermatazoa. Pt I (or, death by marriage, depending)
the following sequence tells a story. maybe not for the squeamish. names changed to protect identities.
i won't bore you with all the details of meeting, but an online chatmate some years ago wanted to meet up when i was in manila. gina. while i hadn't told her in advance i was coming, when she found i was in manila, she wanted to leave the province (family labored on a pig farm) to come see me in manila. while very small-appearing on cam, she is very cute.
i had been chatting her from a café, and she was full of repeated requests to meet, but i was a bit uneasy about it, because she appeared physically small / young on cam, and seemed immature. the next day, thru txt, i agreed. i reminded her that antipolo was a long way out, and that she would have to pay her own way. she asked if i would re-imburse her the bus fare. i said yes. she said that if i didn't like her after meeting, she would not ask me for the bus fare. seemed fair enough to me, although i would still give her the round trip bus fare. she said she would be in the hotel lobby at 3pm. at 3pm as i'm heading downstairs to the lobby, she txts: "can i bring my auntie?" since you are already 2 hours on the bus, and already have auntie with you, there is no stopping that.
five minutes later gina and 3 other women walk into the lobby. she brought her aunt, her mom, and her younger sister. the mom and aunt were older, late 40's, fat. gina herself is 4' 6", about 65lbs. other than her shortness, she is stunning. if she were 5' 6", she would be the most perfectly apportioned woman you've ever seen: nice ass, skinny waist, and real boobage, cute face. her younger sister, carol, is even hotter: she looked just like a (poor) supermodel or actress, including her being tall (for pinay) at 5'-7" height. carol appears to be 22-23-24 in age. i almost had to collect my jaw up from the floor. i was polite, we sat in the lobby a bit and chatted, but i was unsure if i should take them to the room. they were all a bit dirty in their clothes.
after a bit, the aunt, who spoke better english than the rest of them, asked if they could see my room."haha we never been on hotel before." looking at gina, she now appeared to be fairly young. i shouldn't have, but i let them come upstairs to the room. by luck, the hotel had upgraded me from a regular room to a deluxe, a corner room with floor-ceiling windows on the adjoining walls where the corner of the building is. amazing view. separate entry room, a sitting room with couch. a large-screen tv in the bedroom. largest kingsize bed i've ever seen in asia. walk-in closet. bathroom with bathtub, and a phone in the can for calling the front desk while you crap. it was clear from their reaction that they've never been in a hotel. the elevator itself kind of freaked them out. they were in awe of the room: "my god! its bigger our house!" they sat on the bed for a bit, all four of them: "haha. whole family can sleep this bed!" they walked around and checked out the suite.
at this point i wasn't sure how to get rid of them. i couldn't take my eyes off either sister. one was small and cute, the other was g-g-gorgeous. carol kept staring at me, she rarely spoke. it was the "come-hither-big-boy" look. i asked if they wanted to go to robinson's next door and get a coffee or juice? yes they did. once in the mall they wanted juice at a restaurant. mostly they wanted dinner. stupidly i got sucked into that one. the younger sister, carol, kept looking at me in the restaurant, with a wisp of a smile (mona lisa – like) , kind of the way a cat looks at a mouse under its paw. during dinner i asked auntie how old carol was: "she running 17. just graduate high school. she our only one who graduate high school till now." jesus de christo! 16 years old, looking 23, with a face that kept saying throw me on the table and fuck me in front of everyone. after dinner they wanted to go thru the mall. we strolled, they hinted for stuff, i ignored. finally they said they wanted to go in the grocery store. they grabbed a cart. to cut the damage, i handed gina's auntie a p500 note and said i would give them no more money. they spent (no kidding) , p502, and asked me for 2 pesos at the checkout register.
then they asked to come back to the room for a few minutes. i was about to say no, and get rid of them, when auntie said they must get on the bus soon as it was dark. whew! back up to the room, and right away auntie asks if i can help them with their family problem: her brother, gina's dad, had to pawn his motorcycle to pay some gambling debts. they needed p10k. i said no. they asked if i wanted to keep gina while i was in manila."you keep her. long time if you want. one day two day one week two week if you like. even you can travel with her if you like. up to you. if you happy to her then maybe you give her some peso to our family problem. ok?" i told auntie that gina appeared ****."not ****. she adult. she have i-d even." with that, auntie grabbed gina's purse, opened it, and turned it inside out on the bed. out fell a p20 note, an i-d, a pair of panties, and lipstick. i checked the i-d, it showed gina (who said before she was 23) to have just turned 20. auntie said that i could send gina home anytime i no longer wanted her, and i should give her p500 for bus to get home, and i could send any amount for the family problem that i desired."if you not happy my niece you give her bus money only. if you happy to her you give a more. no worry." i hesitated, which was met with: "you no want gina. you want carol? she 16 only but she make you a happy." i was stunned at the offer. again this must have appeared to auntie as hesitation: "ok. you want both girl? you keep both girl. no worry to you."
D. B. S. Part IV. Or, death by marriage
finally it was time to head to the airport and go home. after increasing her morning bagina-soreness one last time, she showered. 3 evenings and 3 mornings of sex. i put p5000 in her purse. when we got to the airport, standing outside where the taxi dropped us, she asked if i could give her some money for her family. i said yes, i put some in your purse. she freaked and opened the purse and turned it upside down. she yelled "sheet! you give me money! where is my money!" everything fell out: her i-d, lipstick, and the money as the individual p500 bills began rep001tering in the mild breeze. goddam i wish she had not have done that in public. what a low-brow. i got mad and took my luggage to get in the line to go inside. when i got to the end of the line and looked back at her, she was stuffing the last of the spilled money back in her purse. she didn't even bother to pick up the lipstik. she had a shopping bag with her extra clothing. she didn't even look towards me, she just turned and walked away with her purse and bag. she got her money, that was apparently all she cared about. apparently everyone got what they wanted.
i'm not sure how she got out of the arrivals parking lot. she did not attempt to get a taxi. she just walked away the same road the inbound taxis arrive on. i lost sight of her and flew on home.
for several days after i get home, she makes no attempt to chat me in ym, although i said hi to her there. then she started chatting me again. like friends. like we had not spent time together. like none of it had happened. possibly our time together scared her. a week later, out of the blue, she asks for p3000 for her birthday celebration coming saturday. i said no. she got mad, but we continued to chat every day or two online. about 2 weeks after i arrive home, on a friday evening here (noon saturday in phils) , she asked again for the p3000. again i said no. we didn't speak on saturday, but did on sunday. when i log into ym, her avatar has changed to a picture. of her, in a white wedding dress, sitting in the lap of a much older (mid-late 60's) , fat, white man (short silver hair, flat-top military cut) , in a grey tuxedo. she looked so tiny sitting in his lap, like a grandpa and his 6-yr-old granddaughter.
when i said hi to her online, she started talking like everything was normal. why, hun, is that pic of you in your ym? ohhhhhhhh, she said, that's my husband. we got married saturday evening.
whoa! whoa! whoa!
i just spoke to her at noon saturday, the day prior. wtf had happened! she said he came to visit her from the states a week after she left me at naia. they spent a week together in antipolo and got married. how could that be? i had been chatting her during that week! i chatted her on noon the day she got married! she asked for 3000 peso! yes, all of it was true. between spending time with her fiance, she had been chatting me. then she ran off, put on the wedding dress he paid for, and married him.
absof*ckinglutely amazing!
interestingly, the guy (from the states) had flown there, spent a week, married her on a saturday afternoon (a few hours after she asked me for money in ym chat) , and flown out sunday morning. what a quick honeymoon! i was chatting gina just after he left. he promised to start the visa paperwork to bring her to the usa. we stopped chatting at that point. fast-forward 8 or 9 months and i catch her online. she said he started talking to her online less and less, and stopped sending money. he said he'd made a mistake marrying her, and could not tell his family and friends in the states that he'd married so young a girl. he simply stopped communicating with her. several months later she left an offline msg asking for money. shame, huh?
one might think its all a money-game to filipinas. or karma.
tempting. i know what you're thinking. tempting to ask her: 'does your husband like his cock sucked? '