[B]Thursday, Dec 11.[/B] After three free loads on Wednesday, fucking a mind-blowing pussy, I expect sessions with new girls to be tame. The first is. Picked petite Sara, 27 years. She is quieter, less expressive in the sack, lame BBBJ, though the cream gushing out of her pussy says she enjoys the sex. Started as 1000 pesos for 2 hours, upgraded to overnight for 1500. I blow two loads. She wants to hang out. No thanks. FF. Fuck. Forget. On subsequent nights she shows up at my place when I have company. I put an end to it: if you are not invited do not come here.
[B]Friday, Dec 12.[/B] Playing pool with girls gives me an opportunity to observe potential fucks in better lighting, from multiple angles. It allows me to plant seeds around the bar as I never know how the night will progress, what seeds will sprout. Teresa is one such girl. In a heated battle down to a single 8 ball she wins games 4-3. Witch.
During a walk around I spot sex-weapon Gem. She's busy with a fellow. After a couple hours, the night bleeding away, I give up on Gem, grab Teresa, propose 1000 pesos for 2 hours. The initial look on her face tells me she expected more, but she accepts, off we go. Teresa is not the most beautiful girl the bar, a little chubby, but she is super-friendly, smart, we get along and the price is solid.
CRACK! The ball clears the stadium. Another home run. She's a lot of fun in the sack. It is beautiful sexing in slippery sweat, french kissing, eating her pussy, listening to her squeals. The cock is like steel fucking these girlfriends. The right mix of alcohol, I can cum on command. Her legs shaking, I let her rest a few minutes between attacks. "I think it is going to hurt to walk" she laughs. She is in heaven taking the cock. 4:40 am, lying on her tummy for a rest, that's my cue. I mount in flat-dog and pump to explode. I tell her she is great in bed. She admits I give her the best fucking of her 23 year old life. Later, in a solitaire afterglow, I am lying on the bed, flipping channels, smile on my face, the stink of her pussy on my cock.
How do other Philippines ISGers keep their egos in check doing this for months and years on end?! A part of me feels I am morphing into a God.
[B]Saturday, Dec 13.[/B] LA Cafe is incredible. It's a revolving door for thousands of females. The girls outnumber males by what? 7 to 1? 10 to 1? Often I sit quietly with a drink, recovering from the previous night, taking the scene in, contemplating the variables of unlimited girlfriend experiences, endless ecstasy. Every new girl that walks though that door is potentially screaming my name, worshipping my cock. Each Pinay screaming for love, attention, a small contribution to their child's Christmas fund. At this rate, by month's end, I will run out of words to describe these experiences.
By 11:30 pm I spot delicious Gem. We shoot pool, a few drinks. We discuss her idea of 'friends with benefits.' To disco Exklusiv for a couple hours. We look perfectly synchronized. Eyes on us. Making out on the dance floor. She takes notice I am kissing her in public, knowing I want only her in a crowded room of females.
In my apt there is two hours of blistering hot sex. I think a part of my psyche snaps under the strain of her intense fucking, not wanting to pull out, blissfully shooting my load inside her sweet pussy by 5 am.
[B]Sunday, Dec 14 to Tuesday, Dec 16.[/B] This is the start of a three-day fuckfest with Gem: Sunday, Monday, Tuesday. I dress only to make food and alcohol runs.
We laze in bed, naked, watch movies, laugh, caress, snuggle. God I love my paws on her sweet tits. Her ass cheeks are built for my hands. That perfect little ass as she lies on her tummy, legs spread. Occasionally she rolls over and starts sucking my cock, gets me raging hard, then resumes watching tv. Or I stick a finger into her pussy, she whimpers, I pull it out and and taste her. We both love to tease. Holy fuck we make each other crazy.
The hours haze together, days disappear, we fuck every few hours. Of multiple sessions, I shoot two or three loads a day. I lose count of her orgasms. Scenes. My teeth locked, grunting, thrusting into her, she says "cum in my mouth!" I pull out and shoot over her pretty lips, onto her tongue. Another, she mounts me cowgirl, I let her go at it, she pops off two orgasms, her body breaking out in a sheen of hot sweat each time. The liquor bottles pile up. The garbage bins overflow. The sex continues, her pussy, my cock, simultaneously incinerating our brains.
The look on her face as she takes my cock is unreal. She loves cowgirl, using my pelvis as a washboard for her clit. I love watching her ass bounce up and down on my cock as she sprints into another crashing orgasm. "I'm cumming!" she yells. The O's pile up. When she rolls off, my stiff cock is glistening in her cum. After shooting more lust into her soul, I peel myself off her, she starts singing "Hallelujah!" mimicking an angelic choir. We laugh. Life is gorgeous. Moments like these are rare.
We spoil each other rotten. We both know at some point this fuckfest has to end. A violent ecstasy burns its junkie users out after prolonged exposure, becomes the normal, then boring and hellish. Wednesday morning she departs. For three days of hardcore fucking I give her 500 pesos for a taxi home. I like friends with benefits. Free of Gem, immediately I am yearning to fuck fresh pussies, yet all-too aware my expectations are due for a correction.
"I know your motives and you know mine.
The ones that love me I tend to leave behind.
If you know about me and choose to stay.
Then take this pleasure and take it with the pain."
Ariana Grande, Love Me Harder
(my current Goddess)
[B]Wednesday, Dec 17.[/B] Strangely, after three days locked away, I feel out of place, out of practice, in LA Cafe. From 9 pm to 2 am I cannot make up my mind. Drinking too many beers. Go upstairs for the first time, pay the 100 peso entrance. Find a group of girls in the back, I play pool with them. One girl, Kathy, 23, pretty, slim. Yes. She wants 2000. I'll give 1500, bump it up to 1700. Hums, haws, looks at her friends (as if it is shameful to accept less than 2000), accepts.
In my apt Kathy asks me who the girl with the curly hair is. Here we go. Gem was giving me looks every five minutes in the bar, going to the bathroom, looking in on me. Kathy noticed every stare. This is Gem's idea of mutual freedom and friends with benefits?! **sigh**
Focus. Kathy is a hottie to look at, nice body, great tits, comfortable with the lights on, but try as I can to keep an open mind, she doesn't meet GF expectations. Does not kiss. The spark doesn't ignite as I'm fucking her. I can't get into it. I eat her pussy for a while. She loves it, tells me she came five times. Me: "!?!?" I can feel her muscles tensing, but wow she is quiet. She spins onto all fours, tells me to fuck her doggie. Hmmm, perhaps I can get into this. I do. Flatdog eruption.
[B]Thursday, Dec 18.[/B] ISG update. The Christmas blowout sale continues in LA Cafe. From the countryside and Metro Manila lovely little sex soldiers are pouring in by the hundreds, locked in a fierce Christian battle, as instructed by Jesus himself, to win donations for their families. My expectations, post-nuclear Gem, are slowly resetting. Time to get ready.
