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If you’re here after reading part 1 and 2, thanks! Means a lot that you stuck around through the slow burn…
Right before R came in my mouth, I still remember how hard he was. Pre-cum already leaking from the tip, slick and warm on my tongue. I kept milking him with my hands, stroking slow and firm.
His eyes squeezed shut so tight, brows knotted deep like he was fighting something. He gripped my hair tighter, breath coming in short, ragged bursts that turned into these low, choked grunts he was trying so hard to keep quiet. He said, “lalabasan na ‘ko… lunukin mo lahat.”
Then it hit the point of no return. His dick throbbed hard, twitching at the base and pulsing all along the shaft with every spurt. It jerked like it had a life of its own. Fascinating sight, tbh. Like a live Anatomy and Physiology demo I never signed up for.
Then the final waves hit. His whole frame shuddered violently, back arching off the thin mattress for a split second before he collapsed back down, heavy and spent, chest heaving. I thought to myself, ganon pala itsura ng lalake pag nilalabasan.
I swallowed his tamod. I didn’t particularly enjoy the taste, pero I enjoyed the whole thing anyway. The way he trembled because of me, the power in making him lose control like that, the kalaswaan of it. Weird mix of not loving the flavor but loving what it meant.
He stayed inside my mouth through every last twitch until he finally softened a little. I kept my hand around him, gently milking the last few drops until he was done. He looked down at me with this dazed, half-lidded smile. Still breathing uneven, like he’d just run a marathon. He brushed my cheek with his thumb, soft for the first time that night, and whispered something I could not remember. But the look on his face said enough.
He went temporarily wiped out, but it was like his body hit the reset button fast. He pulled me up from my knees, laid me back down on the thin mattress pad, climbed on top, and we went straight back to making laplapan. Deep, messy, endless. I lost track of time.
He started tugging at my jeans. Skinny jeans were the thing back then, so of course they were tight as hell. He struggled like crazy to get them off me. Once they were finally down, he pressed his full weight on top. Dagan talaga. He was a big guy, solid, and I’m only 5’1, petite frame, around 45 kilos that time. I swear I felt like I might get crushed under him. But I didn’t care. Sarap na sarap ako sa laplapan, sa lahat ng hinahawakan niya, sa init ng katawan niya against mine. Everything else just blurred out.
He removed my gray shirt, unbuttoned my bra and went straight for my boobs, sucking every inch like he couldn’t get enough. When he reached my nipples, already hard, he feasted on them, swirling his tongue, pulling aggressively with his lips. Puro laway na everywhere, and thinking about it now, kadiri talaga. Pero that time? Sarap na sarap ako, parang every lick sent electricity straight through me.
He hooked his fingers into my underwear and pulled them off. His mouth kept traveling lower. Tongue tracing circles around my navel, slow and deliberate. Then he slid down further, gently spread my legs wide so he could see everything, buong kahihiyan ko exposed. I felt so bare, so vulnerable, but the heat between us made it impossible to close them.
Then he started on my inner thighs…long, wet licks, inching closer and closer to my pussy but never quite touching it. Teasing. Torturing. I was already losing my mind, hips twitching involuntarily, but I had to bite my lip hard to keep from moaning out loud. Ate and her husband were still just feet away, snoring softly.
He looked up, that grin on his face, half cocky, half hungry.
“Kainin ko puke mo ha?”
Tanginang mukhang yan. Nakakababoy.
The way he said it, low and teasing, knowing exactly how filthy it sounded… it turned me on so much more. He knew it too.
My whole body betrayed me… shivering, arching toward him, silently begging for the next move.
He finally dove in and ate my pussy so good. Perfect rhythm, perfect intensity. Then he slid his index finger inside me. I whimpered sharp pain shooting through. Ladies and gentlemen of AJ, this girl was still a virgin at 19.
I was soaking wet already, pero when he fingered me, the pain was still there, tight and stinging. I didn’t know if he could tell I was a virgin. He never asked, never slowed down to check. Would a guy know just from fingering? Someone from the medical field would, for sure. Pero did that son of a bitch know? I have no idea.
He kept going anyway… fingering me steady while his tongue stayed on my clit, sucking and licking in that same killer rhythm. The pain didn’t fully go away, but the pleasure was building faster, overwhelming everything. I was going crazy, hips bucking against his face, trying so hard not to make noise.
After God knows how long. Minutes? Forever? It finally hit. I came hard, whole body convulsing. I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood. He didn’t pull away right away. He eased off slow, tongue softening but still lapping gently, letting me ride every aftershock until I was trembling and boneless.
The room stayed dark, only that faint streetlight glow. Ate and her husband were still in their corner bed, soft snoring, or at least it sounded like it. Or maybe they’d been awake the whole time, patay-malisya lang, pretending to sleep. Or worse, quietly enjoying the show, eyes cracked open in the shadows. I had no way of knowing. The thought sent a fresh shiver down my spine, half shame, half twisted thrill. But right then, with my pulse still hammering and my legs weak, I couldn’t bring myself to care.
He kept going down there, slurping up my cum like it was melted ice cream. Slow licks, not wasting a drop. He finally lifted his head, that same cocky half-grin back on his face like he knew exactly what he’d done to me, and said, “Ang sarap mo kainin. Kaya tigas na tigas titi ng mga tao sa office sayo eh.” His words were never bastos in our conversations, so all the lewd words that came out of his mouth that night, shookt me and turned me on.
When I finally caught my breath, still buzzing from the orgasm, he climbed back on top. He spread my legs wider and positioned himself right there, and whispered, “Kakantutin na kita ha. Wag kang uungol baka magising sila.”
Imagine hearing that from a guy who’s about to ruin you… when you’re still a virgin. His index finger alone had already made me wince in pain. What more his hard-as-fuck 7-inch dick? My heart was pounding so loud I swear it echoed in the quiet room. Part terror, part thrill, all heat. No turning back now.
Two weeks left on my contract. Freedom was supposed to be so close.
Pero that night? That was only the beginning.
The real mess wasn’t over yet. Not even close.
wait for Part 4!
Comment for more stories.
If you’re here after reading part 1 and 2, thanks! Means a lot that you stuck around through the slow burn…
Right before R came in my mouth, I still remember how hard he was. Pre-cum already leaking from the tip, slick and warm on my tongue. I kept milking him with my hands, stroking slow and firm.
His eyes squeezed shut so tight, brows knotted deep like he was fighting something. He gripped my hair tighter, breath coming in short, ragged bursts that turned into these low, choked grunts he was trying so hard to keep quiet. He said, “lalabasan na ‘ko… lunukin mo lahat.”
Then it hit the point of no return. His dick throbbed hard, twitching at the base and pulsing all along the shaft with every spurt. It jerked like it had a life of its own. Fascinating sight, tbh. Like a live Anatomy and Physiology demo I never signed up for.
Then the final waves hit. His whole frame shuddered violently, back arching off the thin mattress for a split second before he collapsed back down, heavy and spent, chest heaving. I thought to myself, ganon pala itsura ng lalake pag nilalabasan.
I swallowed his tamod. I didn’t particularly enjoy the taste, pero I enjoyed the whole thing anyway. The way he trembled because of me, the power in making him lose control like that, the kalaswaan of it. Weird mix of not loving the flavor but loving what it meant.
He stayed inside my mouth through every last twitch until he finally softened a little. I kept my hand around him, gently milking the last few drops until he was done. He looked down at me with this dazed, half-lidded smile. Still breathing uneven, like he’d just run a marathon. He brushed my cheek with his thumb, soft for the first time that night, and whispered something I could not remember. But the look on his face said enough.
He went temporarily wiped out, but it was like his body hit the reset button fast. He pulled me up from my knees, laid me back down on the thin mattress pad, climbed on top, and we went straight back to making laplapan. Deep, messy, endless. I lost track of time.
He started tugging at my jeans. Skinny jeans were the thing back then, so of course they were tight as hell. He struggled like crazy to get them off me. Once they were finally down, he pressed his full weight on top. Dagan talaga. He was a big guy, solid, and I’m only 5’1, petite frame, around 45 kilos that time. I swear I felt like I might get crushed under him. But I didn’t care. Sarap na sarap ako sa laplapan, sa lahat ng hinahawakan niya, sa init ng katawan niya against mine. Everything else just blurred out.
He removed my gray shirt, unbuttoned my bra and went straight for my boobs, sucking every inch like he couldn’t get enough. When he reached my nipples, already hard, he feasted on them, swirling his tongue, pulling aggressively with his lips. Puro laway na everywhere, and thinking about it now, kadiri talaga. Pero that time? Sarap na sarap ako, parang every lick sent electricity straight through me.
He hooked his fingers into my underwear and pulled them off. His mouth kept traveling lower. Tongue tracing circles around my navel, slow and deliberate. Then he slid down further, gently spread my legs wide so he could see everything, buong kahihiyan ko exposed. I felt so bare, so vulnerable, but the heat between us made it impossible to close them.
Then he started on my inner thighs…long, wet licks, inching closer and closer to my pussy but never quite touching it. Teasing. Torturing. I was already losing my mind, hips twitching involuntarily, but I had to bite my lip hard to keep from moaning out loud. Ate and her husband were still just feet away, snoring softly.
He looked up, that grin on his face, half cocky, half hungry.
“Kainin ko puke mo ha?”
Tanginang mukhang yan. Nakakababoy.
The way he said it, low and teasing, knowing exactly how filthy it sounded… it turned me on so much more. He knew it too.
My whole body betrayed me… shivering, arching toward him, silently begging for the next move.
He finally dove in and ate my pussy so good. Perfect rhythm, perfect intensity. Then he slid his index finger inside me. I whimpered sharp pain shooting through. Ladies and gentlemen of AJ, this girl was still a virgin at 19.
I was soaking wet already, pero when he fingered me, the pain was still there, tight and stinging. I didn’t know if he could tell I was a virgin. He never asked, never slowed down to check. Would a guy know just from fingering? Someone from the medical field would, for sure. Pero did that son of a bitch know? I have no idea.
He kept going anyway… fingering me steady while his tongue stayed on my clit, sucking and licking in that same killer rhythm. The pain didn’t fully go away, but the pleasure was building faster, overwhelming everything. I was going crazy, hips bucking against his face, trying so hard not to make noise.
After God knows how long. Minutes? Forever? It finally hit. I came hard, whole body convulsing. I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood. He didn’t pull away right away. He eased off slow, tongue softening but still lapping gently, letting me ride every aftershock until I was trembling and boneless.
The room stayed dark, only that faint streetlight glow. Ate and her husband were still in their corner bed, soft snoring, or at least it sounded like it. Or maybe they’d been awake the whole time, patay-malisya lang, pretending to sleep. Or worse, quietly enjoying the show, eyes cracked open in the shadows. I had no way of knowing. The thought sent a fresh shiver down my spine, half shame, half twisted thrill. But right then, with my pulse still hammering and my legs weak, I couldn’t bring myself to care.
He kept going down there, slurping up my cum like it was melted ice cream. Slow licks, not wasting a drop. He finally lifted his head, that same cocky half-grin back on his face like he knew exactly what he’d done to me, and said, “Ang sarap mo kainin. Kaya tigas na tigas titi ng mga tao sa office sayo eh.” His words were never bastos in our conversations, so all the lewd words that came out of his mouth that night, shookt me and turned me on.
When I finally caught my breath, still buzzing from the orgasm, he climbed back on top. He spread my legs wider and positioned himself right there, and whispered, “Kakantutin na kita ha. Wag kang uungol baka magising sila.”
Imagine hearing that from a guy who’s about to ruin you… when you’re still a virgin. His index finger alone had already made me wince in pain. What more his hard-as-fuck 7-inch dick? My heart was pounding so loud I swear it echoed in the quiet room. Part terror, part thrill, all heat. No turning back now.
Two weeks left on my contract. Freedom was supposed to be so close.
Pero that night? That was only the beginning.
The real mess wasn’t over yet. Not even close.
wait for Part 4!