I'm Thinking Of...

Submitted by on Monday, 8 February 2016, 08:14 AM
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags:

So here I am, staying late at night
And the cold air touching my skin, embracing
While my mind's pondering, thinking
Looking at the calendar, I see the love day nearing
And so I keep thinking and never stop thinking.

I'm sorry, I just can't help myself of not saying:
"You've been running in my mind all day, even when sleeping,
But why does my heart not feeling?"

So here I am, late at night
With the cold air touching my skin, embracing
And my mind's pondering, thinking
Thinking of...

exams.

*****

Made by a student struggling with sleep and studies...

BOW....

Kakaibang Sarap

Submitted by on Monday, 8 February 2016, 06:40 AM
Posted in Story: True Story, Tagalog | Categories: Wife Lovers, Mind Control, One Night Stand | Tags:

Hi! Gusto ko lang ibahagi sa inyo ang isang napaka-memorableng karanasan na aking naranasan. Tawagin nyo na lang ako sa pangalang She., 29 years old married sa lalaking itatago na lang naten sa pangalang Bossing. 5'6 ang height ko medyo may kaputian hindi sobrang chubby hindi naman sobrang payat sabi nga ng mister ko eh malaman daw at "masarap kagat-kagatin." Hindi naman sa pagyayabang pero hawig ko daw si Maui Taylor.

Nangyari ang lahat nung sumali sa isang open basketball tournament ang mister ko dito sa aming barangay. Naisipan nya sumali dahil sa mahilig din sya sa basketball at isa pa medyo malaki din ang premyo sayang daw baka matsambahan. Nung una ay tutol ako kahit mahilig din ako sa basketball dahil alam ko naman na puro matatangkad ang sasali at maliit lang ang asawa ko (5'7 lang sya) kaya alam ko mahihirapan lang sya pero dahil hilig nya eh pinagbigyan ko na lang din at tsaka para na din makapanood ako lagi dahil wala din ginagawa masyado sa bahay.

Dumating na nga ang araw ng unang laro ng mister ko at tulad ng inaasahan eh natalo sila ng 15 points dahil may 6'1 at 6'0 ang kalaban. Asar na asar ang asawa ko bakit pinayagan daw yung ganun. Huhugot din daw sya ng player para naman daw match ang laban. Araw ng second game at nakaschedule ang laban ng mister ko ng 9pm. Alas sais pa lang eh umalis na ang mister ko dahil susundo daw sya ng player na tropa nya at magkita na lang daw kami mamaya sa court. 

Nagayos-ayos muna ako sa bahay at...

Heartless

Submitted by on Monday, 8 February 2016, 05:25 AM
Posted in Story: Fiction, Taglish | Categories: Erotic Couplings, Mind Control, Romance | Tags:

My life can be compared to a box full of boredom, shits and titties. I desperately need something new to excite me.  

A new hobby that will give me a shot of adrenaline and a dose of dopamine.

My daily routine consists of; Kain, tulog, aral, games, inom, sex, bebot here, girls there, woman everywhere.

I really want some cool change to bring meaning to my life. Naks! Lalim! 

Kaya naman ngayong araw na ito ay naisipan kong humanap ng club sa campus na pwede kong salihan. After all its Club Fair here at UPLB.

Sa Baker, Grandstand idinaos ang Club Fair. Ang daming booths na gustong kumuha ng new members, kaya naman everyone's so fired up! Nahawa tuloy ako ng kapirot na enthusiasm sa mga tao na nasa paligid.

Sumugod ako sa mga interesanteng booth at nagtanong ng mga vital information. Like, what's their goal, mission-vision, motto in life, age & location sa mga pretty girls and many more.

After more than an hour of inquiring and observing ay wala din akong napili. All of them are fucking boring!

Akala ko pa naman ay may makikita akong sex club na ang mga babaeng members ay cosplayers or gropers club na samahan ng mga mahilig manghipo sa busses & trains. 

Ang tanging pakunswelo ko na lang ay nakakuha ako ng 16 cellphone numbers ng magagandang students from different clubs. 

Fresh targets to conquer.

Aalis na dapat ako para bumalik sa boarding house n...

Goodbye, Sheep. Hello, Monkey!

Submitted by on Sunday, 7 February 2016, 07:38 PM
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , ,

Goodbye, Sheep. Hello, Monkey!In the spirit of this year’s Chinese New Year celebration, I am blogging about the common misconceptions regarding the Filipino-Chinese people and traditions in general.

Here it goes…

1. Pula para swelte!

Wrong. Red shirts and dresses are usually worn during Chinese New Year not because it’s swerte per se, but because it wards off malas. In the ancient days, it is believed that a dragon disturbed the peace in a village and it was only on New Year ’s Eve that the villagers hanged red cloths and lanterns and the dragon fled away because it was scared of the color red.

2. Dami Ang Pao, dami pera!

Wrong. Ang Pao, a small red envelope with Chinese characters, are given away not to be spent on whims and caprices. It is given to family members so as to signify luck and prosperity. It must be kept inside the wallet the whole year round to attract money.

3. Intsik = Kuripot!

Wrong. The apt word should be matipid. I say for certain that most Fil-Chinese households are not kuripot. It just boils down to the fact that we value our hard-earned money. Let me share to you my own taste of this “hard-earned money” concept. Growing up, I enjoyed being pampered. But as soon as I graduated from college, I was warned by my dad that he’ll cut off my allowance as well as my cards. Why? Because I had to earn for myself. Either I work...

Unfaithful 5

Submitted by on Sunday, 7 February 2016, 03:04 PM
Posted in Story: True Story, Tagalog | Categories: Erotic Couplings, Wife Lovers | Tags:



Kinabukasan na umuwi si Jojo mula sa Laguna. Ibinalita nya na konti na lang at tapos na ang ginagawang bahay namin. Hindi naman ako nagsalita habang kinakausap nya.

Kasalukuyan kaming naghahapunan noon. Naisipan kong tanungin ang aking asawa kung ano na ang plano nya sa pagbuo namin ng pamilya. Sinabi nya sa akin na may nakita na syang bata na pwedeng ampunin. Agad akong tumutol.

Cristina - "Honey di ba sinabi kong ayaw ko ng batang ampon! Gusto ko laman at dugo ko... gusto ko galing mismo sa akin ..."

Jojo - "Hon, pasensya na pero hindi ko maibibigay ang anak na gusto mo dahil baog ako..."

Cristina - "Paano na yan...?" tanong ko sa kanya habang lumuluha...

Natahimik sya sandali...

Jojo - "Hon kung ikaw ang tatanungin ko... ano ba ang nasa isip mong plano para magka anak tayo? Naisip ko sana maghanap ng sperm donor para magpa artificial insemination ka... payag ka ba doon? Yun nga lang medyo magastos lang... pero ok na din para mabuntis ka..."

Cristina - "Hon bakit gagastos pa tayo... Kailangan ko lang mapunlaan ng ibang lalaki... Ayos lang naman sa akin yun... kung ipapasiping mo ako sa iba... papayag ako... ikaw? Ayos lang ba sa iyo ang ganun? Mabuti na din yun para di na tayo gumastos ng malaki para sa artificial insemmination na yan ..."

Sobrang nasaktan noon si Jojo. Masakit at mabigat sa loob nya ang mga sinabi ko na gusto kong magpakantot sa ibang lalaki para mabuntis....

Lihim ng Taksil 3

Submitted by on Sunday, 7 February 2016, 12:52 PM
Posted in Story: True Story, Taglish | Categories: Taboo, One Night Stand | Tags: ,

Chapter 3: Tunay na Lihim ng Taksil

Its almost a week. Ever since nahuli ko ang ex kong si Coleen at si itay na nagkakantutan, di ko na alam kung ano pa ang dapat kong maramdaman. Pero sigurado ako dito….dalawang bagay ang nawala nung araw na yun. Respeto at tiwala. Nawala ang dalawang yun sa isang gilap. To both of them. 

Hinde parin ako makatulog ng maayos. Araw araw ko paring naaalala ang mga masakit na nangyari sakin. Nakapag tataka para sakin ang hinde man lang ako tinext oh tinawagan ni Coleen simula nung nagkaharap kami nung araw na yun. Wala ba syang planong mag explain sakin? Isang masakit na explanation na maglilinaw kung bakit nya nagawa yun. Pero wala eh. Kahit isang text o miss call, wala. Iniisip ko nalang na nakokonsensya na sya kaya wala syang mukhang iharap sakin. Good! I wish mag suffer sya sa konsensya na.

Galit ako. Galit na galit. Pareho ko silang kinamumuhian. Pero kahit na matinde ang puot na nararamdaman ko, bakit hinde ko parin kayang pigilan ang pag tulo ng mga luha ko sa tuwing naaalala ko si Coleen. Sa kabila ng ginawa nya, hinde parin basta basta nawala ang pag ibig ko sa kanya. Masakit parin sakin ang mawala sya sa buhay ko. Minsan naiisip kong, ano kaya kung kontakin ko sya. Pero pinipigilan ako ng galit ko. Meron paring natitirang pride sa dibdib ko. 

Netong mga nakalipas na araw, nag focus muna ako sa eskwela. Gusto ko ibaling ang isip ko sa ibang bagay. Masakit para sakin ang la...

Irreplaceable - Finale

Submitted by on Sunday, 7 February 2016, 10:32 AM
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Erotic Couplings, Mature, Romance | Tags: ,

I realized that this story has been hanging on for so long, due to the fact that I don't know how to end this back then.  Apologies for the delay. 

**
My feet felt heavy. I could not move. It felt like my feet were glued on the ground. Her words echoed inside my head “I’m seeing somebody else. I have moved on.” Every word seems like a poison to my heart. It’s killing me.

I headed to my hotel room. Andrea’s words reverberated as I walked my way there. I know that visiting Andrea will be a big risk. All along, I thought that my main agenda was to get her back but now, I felt devastated when she told me that she is seeing somebody else.

All my hopes were shattered in an instant. I felt sorry for myself but I know that I will get her back. I will not let her go this time, for whatever’s worth. I immediately rushed to the desk where my laptop is. I turned it on and patiently waited for it to boot. Every second felt like minutes and I am getting anxious. I hurriedly logged in my email and swiftly composed a message to Andrea.

I sent her the name of the hotel together with my hotel room number and I included the “Looking forward to meet with you tomorrow.” statement. I stared at my laptop screen, hoping that Andrea would respond to my email right away. My feet dragged me to the bed and I lay down, my eyes staring into nothingness.

The wall clock says it is already 8:30 PM and even though I felt the pang...

Z-files (aisle 13)

Submitted by on Sunday, 7 February 2016, 09:55 AM
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Erotic Horror, Supernatural, Sci-Fi and Fantasy | Tags:

Z-files (aisle 13)I am an nbi agent, newly bar passer, recently promoted to SPECIAL agent. 
its a tough job, on a tougher world, i was taught in PMA to serve the country, i was taught in my college years how people think, how politics works, and how to speak multiple languages, i was taught in law school  well, the law.

Great academics? Great background? B.S. (bull sh*t)

I thought i have everything i can know in my law school, their OJT are real life, they have apprenticeship, unheard of in a law school. I get to sue people, technically without even passing the bar, the nitty gritty of law, and my field experience in the PMA, thinking in my feet, thinking while sleeping, surviving. College life i thought i was good with social interactions, half was learned through various gurus not school related. I thought i was ready. 

I WAS VERY WRONG

Enough about me. Here is my story and i was promoted as soon as soon as day 1

As i enter the office of the NBI in ermita i was greeted by a mild mannered, stunning woman, their receptionists.
She was polite, welcoming, and again, stunning. My eyes were glued to her. Everyone in the vicinity instantly vanished. Literally. gone were the busy people milling about, gone were the long lines of civiliansgetting their clearance, of the other agents going in and out of the office. But what struck me the most was the noise, the loud noise of a crowded people, it was gone. 

Then she stood u...

Lies

Submitted by on Sunday, 7 February 2016, 04:32 AM
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: ,

Lies

I always wonder why you have to lie


When you know in the end you would make someone cry

Can't you hear your heart pounding?

Or you're palm sweating?

Can't you hear that little voice giving you warning?

Oh we always thought that words won't kill

But the cause it will make is so hard for us to heal

The truth shall set you free they always say

But there you go pretending to be okay

I wish you know that I can see the lies in your eyes

The fears you hide through your disguise

It's not hard for me to accept the reality

It would make me feel better if you would be honest to me....

Journey (2)

Submitted by on Saturday, 6 February 2016, 06:25 AM
Posted in Story: True Story, Tagalog | Categories: Romance, Toys and Masturbation | Tags:

Journey (2)Same message as the first
*bawal kopyahin ng walang basbas. PERIOD*

Malakas ang lagaslas ng tubig sa shower, 
naamoy ko ang baon nyang shampoo at sabon (lavander)
Naghanda talaga sya...
Kumakanta habang naliligo

"Oh michelle ma belle...
Son les mont qui vont tre bien ensemble
tre bien ensemble..." 

Tumingin sya sakin habang kumakanta, naka ngiti,
Ang tubig tumatalsik sa kutis nya, lalo syang...

"I love you, i love, ilove you
thats all i want to say 
until i find a way..."

nagulumihanan ako, napahinto, kinanta ko sa kanya yan nung una kaming magkita
Kapangalan nya ang nasa kanta...
ka tulad ng lyriko ang nararamdaman ko sa kanya...
lumapit ako sa likod nya,
hinawakan ko ang bewang at hinalikan ang batok, shoulder...

"I need to, i need to, i need to..
i need to make you see
oh what you mean to me
until i do im hoping you will 
know what i mean..."

Humarap sya sakin, mabula ang buhok, ang katawan,
hinalikan ko sya,

"Hmmmm..hmmm.."
bigkas nya.
Sinampal ako, nakangiti sya..

"Bad ka deck, kumakanta ako eh.."

" yun lang ang alam ko gawin para matigil ka sa pagkanta..."
Ngiti ko sa kanya.

masakit na kase ang tenga ko, wala sa tono, wala sa ritmo...

"Sabihin mo kase na pangit boses ko deck,"

Sabay dila sakin. 
Kumanta ulit
Pum...

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