Nurse RelieverSubmitted by darker_than_black on Friday, 29 August 2014, 07:19 AM
Posted in Story: Fiction, Taglish | Categories: Mature | Tags: sexy
2009. Wow! Ganun na pala katagal ang pinakauna (at personal na paborito) kong. Likhang isip na istorya. Pagkaka-alam ko na kasama ito nalibing ng mawala ang pinoylit. Hindi ko akalain meron palang isang site na kumuha at nag-save nito. Kaso kokopyahin na rin man lang eh di pa kinopya ang pangalawang part. Ano ba?! Hahaha. Pero maraming salamat na din sa inyo. Tulad sa karamihan natin na alang alam sa pagsusulat eh nagsimula ito sa katagang “subok lang”.
Sa mga nakabasa na nito, unang tanong nila eh bakit babae ang bida. Sagot ko, eh bakit kayo nakikialam. Hahaha. Biro lang. Ang seryosong sagot eh like ko ang pangalang Liza. bukod sa naging ultimate crush ko noon eh yun ang palayaw. Tulad ni Queen Elizabeth the 1st na crush ko din dahil sa strong personality nya. At kung ako naging babae, dahil tulad ng sinabi ko na sa mga naka-chat ko eh mas malandi pa ako sa babae, gusto ko pangalan eh Liza.
Ngayon susubukan ko uli, pero para iiba naman ang format, at ‘di parang ym sex chat lang ang dating, at ipagpatuloy at wakasan ang istoryo (nawawala nga kasi yung second part, kulit moa no :P). Kaya sit back, release and enjoy reading. ;)
Hi my names Liza, and I’m a nurse sa isang country na matatagpuan sa Europe. Years na din akong nagta-trabaho dito and most of the time is during day shift. One night I had a call to relieve a colleague of mine. Ala me choice but to accept it since ala din naman ako ginagawa that time....
Butil!Submitted by sniper_eyes.23 on Friday, 29 August 2014, 05:38 AM
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: poem
Sa bawat gulong ng asin, usok nito'y sisinghutin.
Wala akong sasayangin, kahit liparin pa ng hangin.
Butil mo na kay linggit, dala nito'y sing init.
Taglay nito ay panawid, nang gutom at ng lamig.
Sa halagang isang daan, makakabili kay kabayan.
Presyo'y mabibigatan, pwede ko itong tawaran.
Ngunit baka madeng goy pa, ibigay sakin ay second hand.
Kaya't magbayad ng sobra, upang AMATS,masundan.
Isang linggong higupan, ang utak ko ay buryong na.
Labi ko ay tuyot na, nangungusap ng mag-isa.
Nanlilisik ng mata, tamang hinala, sa kanila.
Kapag hindi tumigil pa, babagsakan ko'y kangkungan na.
Tugtog ay nag umpisa, si KA FREDDIE kumakanta.
Anak ang kinakanta, namugto bigla! aking mata.
Sakit ang nadarama, bawat bigkas kanyang nota!
Saka ko lang napagtanto, AKO PALA AY LULONG NA!
adik lang! ;-(...
Military: A beautiful true love storySubmitted by Chrysanthemum on Friday, 29 August 2014, 04:55 AM
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: Sharing is caring
"For those who have given up on Love, I say Trust in Life a Little Bit"
"Military: A beautiful true love story"
One day, a young guy and a young girl fell in love. But the guy came from a poor family. The girl’s parents weren’t too happy. So the young man decided not only to court the girl but to court her parents as well. In time, the parents saw that he was a good man and was worthy of their daughter’s hand.
But there was another problem: The man was asoldier. Soon, war broke out and he was being sent overseas for a year. The week before he left, the man knelt on his knee and asked his lady love,
“Will you marry me?” She wiped a tear, said yes, and they were engaged.
They agreed that when he got back in one year, theywould get married.
But tragedy struck. A few days after he left, the girl had a major vehicular accident. It was a head-on collision.
When she woke up in the hospital, she saw her father and mother crying. Immediately, she knew there was something wrong..
She later found out that she suffered brain injury. The part of her brain that controlled her face muscles was damaged. Her once lovely face was now disfigured. She cried as she saw herself in the mirror.
“Yesterday, I was beautiful. Today, I’m a monster.” Her body wasalso covered with so many ugly wounds.
InsomniacSubmitted by galadryel on Friday, 29 August 2014, 01:11 AM
Posted in Blog: Taglish | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: insomnia
Flesh tablets and lipstick-red capsules were scattered across the floor, probably from a certain container that fell from the queen-sized bed. The bottle failed to put a label, but from what she had seen: it’s a combination of painkillers and sleeping pills. As the investigators analyze the attempted suicide, the girl wasn’t breathing. Overdose. Probabilities evolve: the suspect (or victim) probably killed himself out of depression, of failed lovelife, of extreme loneliness. All the while, they were overlooking the simple answer.
The dead girl? It was me, but that paragraph was pure fiction. Yet the reality is here to stay.
The grief-stricken mixture of hassle and pressure was too powerful to knock out a lady like me. Skipping the normal sleeping time, establishing your own time zone, and going against all normal people – I say, is hard. I eat my meal, I go online, I post something on Facebook, I do my morning ritual, post something on Twitter, I play the guitar and I even daydream during midnight. Adik talaga. Gising sa gabi, antukin sa umaga. Computing on how many hours have I slept for the past days: two, three, two. Weekends would be four or five. Six hours would be the maximum: that is – if I crossed out something on my planner.
Uhh, I don’t have a planner. It’s just on my mind.
Right now, my brain wants to tear apart. Like a nutshell emptying its juices in a Pyro-olympic form. I have felt its i...
Tsansing! vs pandama!Submitted by sniper_eyes.23 on Thursday, 28 August 2014, 04:23 PM
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Erotic | Tags: poem
Mata'y nakabukas na, kita ng kaluluwa.
Kaya't wag mong isasara, mata ko'y luluwa na.
Iuukit saking isipan, anyo ng yong katawan.
Hayaan mo ang mata ko'y, memoryahin lahat yan.
Tenga ko'y pumapalakpak, sa bawat ungol mong kay sarap.
Tinig mo'y sinlamig, ng isang hanging habagat.
Bawat ihip ko sayo'y, nanunuot sa balat.
Hanggang nasambit mong, i love u anong sarap.
(" nakabaon kaya na pa i love u hahaha lol.")
Bulaklak mo'y lalanghapin, kahit di ka nag vaseline.
Wala akong ititira, lahat iyan sisinghutin.
Kahit pa isipin mong, adik ako sa paningin.
Basta't malaman mong, bulaklak mo'y akin pa rin.
Titikman kong lahat, parte na yong katawan.
Lahat dadaanan, ng dila ko, na kay gaspang.
Hahanapin ang kabiyak, at makikipag espadahan.
Sisiguruhing mag wawagi, sa kahit anong laban.
Balat mo'y nag aalab, sa bawat dampi, na aking balat.
Haplos ko'y magliliyab, sa bawat hagod, ng aking palad.
Di muna mapipigilan,sumabay sa galaw at indak.
Hanggang labasan ka,at tumirik sa saaarrrraappp!
"Confirm Friend Request" - Chapter 1Submitted by akbarkumag on Thursday, 28 August 2014, 03:52 PM
Posted in Story: Fiction, Taglish | Categories: Erotic Couplings, Exhibitionist and Voyeur, Fetish, Reluctance, Romance, Toys and Masturbation | Tags: one night stand, first time, Romance, Erotic, hyperrealism
Disclaimer: The story is pure fiction, any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Some content may be more graphic than the whole, discretion is advised. Enjoy and be courteous with your imagination. :)
*uhh* *uhh* *uhh* *plok* *plok* *plok* *slurp* *slurp* *slurp*
Ako nga pala si Julius Alexander McMillan aka Juls, Alex, JAM, X (eks), o minsan tinatawag ng barkada na Boy Bate, 19 y/o. Kasalukuyan akong nasa ibabaw ng isang chinita na binabayo ko ng halong 30 minutos na.
S*it babe, sige pa. Diin mo pa. *uhhhh* Wag ka titigil! Wag ka titigil! Wag na wag ka titigil! *slurp* *kiss* *slurp* *kiss* Idiin mo pa.
Pawis na pawis ang babae, nagdedeliryo. Kitang-kita mo ang malilit at nakatayong utong nito kahit nakadim pa ang ilaw. Pink na pink ang utong, malambot at masarap lamasin na dibdib. Nangungusap na mga mata na sinasabi - kung hindi mo ako ka***tutin iiyak ako - at mga labing mapusyaw dahil sa sipsipan at kagatan na nangyari kanina. Pwet na sobra tambok na kung nakadapa siya ay pwede mong hulugan ng holen, pero tatalbog padin ito pabalik sayo. Mga binti na kasing puti ng harina (o mas maputi pa yata) at ang singit na kay bango hindi mo mapipigilang langhapin ito ng kay tagal.
At higit sa lahat ay may pink...
Bakit ba kay hirap magpatawad?Submitted by Aphrodite101 on Thursday, 28 August 2014, 03:20 PM
Posted in Story: True Story, Tagalog | Categories: Reluctance | Tags: non-erotic
(Ehemmn hindi po ito erotic na topic and it’s not about love. It’s all based from my experiences and my hatred towards my father na until now ang hirap kalimutan. I can’t really talk about it with my sisters and mother although nakausap ko na sila parehas lang ang sinasabi nila forgive and forget but then.., how to do it? Ang hirap kalimutan ng mga nangyari. I know naman na may mga taong mas may masasalimuot na karanasan but then pagbigyan niyo na lang poe akers ng mabawasan naman sama ng loob ko. Tuwing naaalala ko kasi parang sasabog ang puso ko sa sakit. Writing it seems better para naman mabawasan ng konti sakit.)
Lima kaming magkakapatid na babae. Wala kaming kapatid na lalaki. Mahirap lang kami although kahit naman mahirap kami ay pinaghirapan ng aming ama na kaming lahat ay makatapos sa pag-aaral. Isang jeepney driver lang ang aking ama. Apat na kaming nakatapos sa kolehiyo, isang taon pa at makakatapos na rin sa kolehiyo an gaming bunsong kapatid. Nagsipag-asawa na rin ang aking mga ate. Kasama ko ang isa kong ate, ang kanyang asawa at ang aming bunsong kapatid. Si nanay at tatay naman ay nasa probinsya kasama ang aming panganay na kapatid magmula noong nagkastroke si tatay doon na siya nanirahan.
Alam ko at nararamdaman ko noon pa man na hindi ako mahal ng aming ama. Nararamdaman ko sa paraan ng pagtrato niya sa akin noon pa man. I remember, I was in first year high school, nag- away kami ng bu...
So... Who are your Top 3 favorite FSS Writers?Submitted by sexonlegs on Thursday, 28 August 2014, 03:09 PM
Posted in Blog: Taglish | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: top 3, writers, favorite
Hello everyone! I'm sort of new to the FSS Site but not new to reading pinoy-written erotic stories. I've only just started browsing through a few stories on here, and I have to admit na magagaling talaga yung mga writers dito!
May mga istorya talaga na kaabang-abang hindi lang dahil ito'y nakakalibog but also because you get hooked with the storyline itself.
So my question is...
Who are your top 3 favorite FSS Writers? And ano yung most favorite mo sa mga sinulat nila?
Kudos to all FSS Erotic Writers! May you all continue to share your talent with storytelling....
Trace, The Reluctant Masseuse (An FSS Compilation Repost)Submitted by phil_gabriel73 on Thursday, 28 August 2014, 01:52 PM
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Erotic Couplings, Wife Lovers, Mature, Reluctance, Toys and Masturbation | Tags: blowjob, quickie, straight, massage, receptionist
I am Trace (Tray-cee), 35 and currently working as a masseuse. I used to work as a municipal employee with a small grocery store to manage with the help from my husband in my hometown but due to typhoon Yolanda, I was forced to seek better pastures. I guess we were the lucky few who survived the onslaught of the typhoon since our house was not that badly damaged; that’s why my husband was able to rebuilt it at once to provide a decent shelter but the pressing issue not only my family is facing but also the others is how to earn money for subsistence. With borrowed money I took a great risk to leave my reluctant but understanding husband and two teen-aged boys so I could provide for my family.
I sought shelter from my relatives as I seek employment but most of the jobs I was applying for are not available. After a month I was desperate to get any job available as my financial resource is almost used by now until I saw an advertisement looking for a new masseuse in the Metro Manila area. Since it is near where I reside, I decided to check it so I immediately dressed and went to the given address to inquire.
The site is a newly constructed two-story building facing the Manila Bay. As I entered the building I was greeted by a sexy receptionist named Janet, telling me to wait for awhile as the manager will arrive in a few minutes. We were fifteen in all after I entered and I was the twelfth applicant to be interviewed. The manager / owner arrived and gree...
PEKENG SILBER TOESSubmitted by a.bit.innocent on Thursday, 28 August 2014, 12:24 PM
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: poem
Binata,sa iyong tula ako ay naluha,
Di dahil sa lungkot kundi dahil sa pagkabigla.
Una,bakit mo alam na silber ang aking toes?
Yung totoo,alam mo ba ang size ng aking shoes?
Amoy ng aking paa,isinama mo pa,
Ako'y napaisip,sininghot ko bigla.
Sabi mo mabaho eh hindi naman,
Bumaliktad lang konti ang aking tyan.
Aplikasyon ko sa cp alam mo,
Modernong kamera tri siksti na syang laging gamit ko.
Konting edit edit,pes ay gumaganda,
Cleavage na nawawala,aba,umuusbong bigla.
Sige,aminin ko na, edad kong totoo ay otsenta,
Pero,tingnan mo, di naman kita sa aura diba?
Wag lang tanungin kung wet pa ba or dry si pempem,
Kasi malamang,ang sagot eh... ALAM NA!
(nyahahahaha pasagot lang totoy. ahahaha :P )...
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