One night at work, I was chatting with this guy over the Net. We exchanged stories, and talked about our sexual fantasies. Soon enough, the chat turned hot, and found ourselves already describing explicitly how we’re gonna do each other when we meet. His words were so graphic, and excellently done in the vernacular. Wouldn’t you turned on if I tell you, “I’m gonna slowly lick your cock from the base of its shaft upwards…roll my tongue around the head…suck slowly from the base up to the top, in rhythmic motion…then you’d feel me lick your balls and take it in my warm mouth…” ? Imagine that, in the most profane Tagalog you could think of — that’s how the conversation went with this guy. He did exactly the same with me, and more. Imagine him saying, “I will lick and suck your pussy, and make my tongue go in and out of the wet pussy hole…and while I tickle and nibble with your clit, three of my fingers play with your pussy till you beg me to fuck you with my hard throbbing cock…”, sobrang nakakalibog pag Tagalog di ba?
The conversation made me sooo hot that I went to the loo to play with myself. Tangina, init na init na ko I felt like I would explode any second! Fuck, I can’t make myself cum! Badtrip, kakainit ng ulo! Maybe because I was too pre-occupied with work? Or, most likely pressured with time…hell, loo break was only 2mins!!! Good thing I was chatting with my husband too, and the wicked talk continued, since the other guy already went offline. The husband said,”So what now? You left your vibrator at home, I saw it on the bed… unless you got someone over there to fuck?”
“Like as if it’s that easy eh noh? And besides, are you sure you want someone else to receive all this libog I feel? If you are, well…your loss, not mine…” I retorted with a devil smiley face.
“Fine. I’ll come and get you after your shift. Tangina, walang bawian ah! Pag sumama ka sa ibang lalake tonight, yari ka sakin!”
“Hmm…I changed my mind. Parang mas gusto ko yung yayariin mo ko…I’ll look for–”
“Shut up. I WILL COME AND GET YOU NOW.” End of conversation. The husband went offline.
Shift ended 3 hours after and there he was outside the office lobby, smoking and making small talk with his friends (who, incidentally, worked at the same office as mine. Yep, husband and I used to work at the same centre). He said we’ll just walk home, as he planned for us to have some drinks in a convenience store on the way home. Off we went, and somewhere along this empty street in Legaspi Village, he suddenly pulled me into a dark corner at the back of this old building. He pushed me against the wall, kissed and licked my face, while he fingered my pussy. He was so surprised when he found that I was sooo dripping wet!
“Dammit, you didn’t get fucked in the office, did you? DID YOU? Who fuckin’ FUCKED YOU FIRST??!!”
He turned me around, parted my thong to one side, and pushed his big, steel-hard dick into my drenched pussy with a single deep and forceful thrust.
“You like this fuck, bitch? Tangina ka ang libog mo! Yeah, let it all out with me, I’ll give you one hell of a fuck right FUCKING NOW!”
The husband fucked me like a dog in goddamn heat–hard and fast. Good thing there was a car parked against the wall, and I had something to put my hands on for grip as he fucked me so hard and fast– like as if he was under tremendous time pressure. While he did this, I couldn’t take my eyes off from this security guard who was sleeping right across the building. I was kinda scared that he might wake up, that I tried so hard not to moan. But being the loud moaner that I am, I just closed my eyes when my husband covered my mouth with his palm.
Geez, i think it only took us a mere 5 minutes to reach orgasm! Must be the thought of us getting caught greatly intensified our lust. I came with a mindblowing orgasm, finally!!! The husband cummed inside me, at almost the same I did. Our cum was dripping down my legs so I took some wet tissue from my bag and wiped myself clean. One thing I noticed though, while i was wiping my legs…there was faint smoke coming from the corner where the security guard was supposed to be sleeping!
We left the corner hurriedly without looking back, acting as if nothing happened. While we were having our drink at the convenience store, we talked and laughed about our daring and narrow escape. It occurred to us that the security guard could have been watching us all along and since he was enjoying what he was seeing and didn’t want the show to stop, he didn’t dare to move and instead acted as if he was sleeping. What the hell, I really don’t know, and I don’t even wanna know…
Everytime I pass by that building, I can’t help but smile and recall how wicked we were that one night. I will never look at that building the same way ever again.
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This happened sometime in 2003, and for the record, no, I didn’t get it on with anyone else but my husband that night. Last time I saw the building was a few days ago when I passed by it coming from MMC. The building is, and has been empty for a few years now, I heard.