Author’s notes.
My stories are based on my personal experiences. They are NOT fiction or fantasy. Each story is as close to accurate to what actually happened as I can remember, and I have a pretty good memory (even many years later).
These stories are posted in the order that they happened, so if you want to read them first to last, just read the story with the oldest publish date first and then move through the stories from oldest to newest, and you will be reading them in order. This phase of mine life was extremely sad. so if that bothers you (you only want happy endings), feel free not to read the next few stories.
Nobody in this story was underage.
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A few months after losing Maria, I met Princess on an online dating site for Filipinas. Amazingly, this is the number one way nowadays that foreigners meet Filipinas who want to be with foreigners. I actually live in the Philippines, which makes me an oddity on the dating sites, as most foreigners on the sites are currently living in their home countries.
Many Filipinas who are online avoid foreigners who actually live in the Philippines. That would seem counterintuitive until you realize that there are many who would rather scam a foreigner than meet him. That made Princess unusual because she actually contacted me because I live here. By the way, I’m Pete. I live in Cebu City, and my profile says that I am seeking a long-term relationship.
Princess: Hi
Me: How are you? Tell me a little about yourself.
I had already read her profile, which said that she was 18, looking for marriage and living on the west side of Cebu Island (about 50 kilometers from me).
Princess: I live at home with my parents and sisters. I am Catholic. Are you?
Me: How many sisters do you have? Yes, I am Catholic too.
Princess: I have 5 sisters. I am the oldest, so there is a lot of pressure on me to get married, so I can help the family. My father is a farmer, so we always have something to eat, but there isn’t a lot of money for other things. I’m glad you are Catholic. What church do you go to?
Me: Six girls. That is a lot. No wonder your parents want to push some out the door. Hehehe… It is good to always have something to eat. It is a blessing that many don’t understand. I go to either San Nicholas Parish or to the cathedral, depending on how I am feeling. What are you looking for in a man?
Princess: I want a mature man who can take care of me and who understands the importance of family.
Me: We’ll get to family later, but right now I want to know about you. How much experience do you have with men or boys? Have you ever had a boyfriend?
Princess: I have never had a boyfriend. When I was in school, I wanted to do well, and after I graduated, my mother expected me to help with the home and my sisters. I’ve never really had time for boys.
Me: How do you get online?
Princess: My neighbor let me have her old computer, and I connect through her WIFI. My computer is in my bedroom, but I share the bedroom with my sisters. It is better than before though. My father just added the bedrooms to the house. Before that, we all slept in one room.
Me: That must have been interesting sleeping in the same room with your parents. Did you learn about how men and women get together by watching your parents?
Princess: Yes. I understand how that works, but I’ve never done it. I want to save myself for my special somebody.
Me: So, you are waiting for marriage?
Princess: Hopefully, but my parents didn’t get married until after 3 of us girls were born, so I know that marriage doesn’t always come first.
Me: Would you consider moving in with somebody you thought might be the right man?
Princess: Yes
Me: I would like to meet you. Is that possible?
Princess: Yes. We could either meet in Balamban on my side of the island or in Cebu City where you live. I have enough money to take a jeepney to the city, but I would need your help to get me home if we don’t like each other in person.
Me: Do you have to go back home the same day?
Princess: You mean you want me to stay overnight?
Me: If you want to and if we like each other, yes. Could you do that?
Princess: This is a big risk for me, but for some reason I trust you. Yes, I can do that. When do you want me to come?
Me: Thank you for your trust. When could you come to Cebu City? Where would we meet?
Princess: I can come Friday afternoon, if you want. We can meet at J-Y Square, where the jeepneys let people off.
Me: That sounds good. I will take you to Ayala Mall for dinner, so we can get to know each other. Then, I will either give you jeepney fare for a trip back to your home, or I will take you to my home.
Princess: That does sound good. I will meet you at 3 PM, if that’s OK.
Me: Great. See you Friday. I will be wearing a red shirt.
That was one of the best online exchanges I have ever had with a Filipina, and I was really looking forward to Friday. Anadolu Yakası Escort Friday afternoon found me standing in front of J-Y Square waiting for Princess. I was holding up a sign with her name and a bouquet of flowers. She saw me as soon as she got off the jeepney, and came right to me. I gave her the flowers and a light kiss on the forehead (PDA is not favored in the Philippines, but a kiss on the forehead is OK).
We caught a taxi to Ayala, where we had dinner and talked for a couple of hours. When I was pretty sure she would stay with me, I asked, “Would you like to see my apartment? We can get more comfortable.”
She replied, “OK.”
Off we went in another taxi to my apartment. When we got inside, she immediately looked around the apartment. She was amazed at how big my resort king-sized bed was.
“Do you sleep in that by yourself? It is bigger than the bedroom where I sleep with my five sisters.”
I smiled at her and said, “Well, I am hoping to have somebody to share the bed with in the near future.”
“Me?” she replied.
“Yes. If you would like that,” I said.
“Let me think about it. I will give you my answer shortly,” she almost whispered.
We went out on the balcony and drank wine while we talked. Princess really liked the wine, and I kept her glass full. She had never had wine before, but I know that a lot of Filipinas like the taste of a sweet wine, so that was what we were drinking.
We spent several hours talking and drinking, and I finally asked her, “Have you decided whether or not you will stay with me?”
“Yes, I have decided,” she replied, and we went back into the apartment. She turned to me and said, “When I first came, I wasn’t sure about you, but I have decided that you are a good man, and I want to get to know you much better.” That was music to my ears.
I moved close to her and took her into my arms to kiss her. At first, she wasn’t sure what to do, but then she just let things happen and followed my cues. I kissed her softly at first and then asked if she liked that.
She nodded, so I kissed her more deeply, letting my tongue find its way into her mouth. Sweet is the only description I can give of the taste in her mouth. Maybe it was the wine, but both of us were enjoying swapping spit with each other.
We moved into the bedroom, and I asked Princess if she would like to use the bathroom first to get ready for bed. She said she would, but that she didn’t really have proper night clothes with her. I told her that was fine, and that I preferred to sleep naked anyway. I was hoping that she wouldn’t be too shocked by that, but she surprised me when she simply said, “OK.”
I showed her where the big fluffy towels were, and I laid one out in the middle of the bed (just in case we made a mess later). Then, I showed her how the shower works and she shut the bathroom door. Ten or fifteen minutes later, Princess came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her. She said it was cold (I have AC), so I told her to get under the comforter while I got a shower.
My shower only lasted a few minutes, and I shaved and brushed my teeth and hair before going back into the bedroom. I had a towel wrapped around my waist, so she wouldn’t be totally shocked. My first stop was at the light switch. Many Filipinas are less shy when the lights are low or off. Even with the lights out in my room, there was still plenty of light to see.
I sat on the side of the bed, took off the towel around my waist and slid under the comforter. Only then did I roll over to face Princess. To my surprise, she had removed her towel and was laying there naked in bed with me. She was holding her lower lip between her teeth, so I knew she was thinking about something.
“What is it? I asked.
“I have never been with a man like this before, and I’m scared. I hope that I have made the right decision in trusting you,” she said.
“I can’t answer that for you. Only you can, and you will have to see how I treat you before you can answer it,” I replied. “Hopefully, I will prove myself worthy of your trust.”
“That was exactly what I wanted to hear,” she whispered, and then she leaned in to kiss me. We kissed for what seemed like forever, but was probably only minutes. The whole time, my hands were gently caressing her body, making sure that I avoided the really sensitive bits to start with. She obviously liked it because her body was eventually being pressed into mine, her erect nipples pressing into my chest.
We finally came up for air, but even then, she was planting little butterfly kisses all over my face. I decided to kiss her neck and earlobes. That produced shudders from Princess. Obviously, her neck and earlobes were erogenous zones for her, and her body was starting to react to my ministrations. I continued nibbling on her earlobes, and then slid down to her neck, her shoulder and beyond.
Her nipples were now trying to cut holes in my chest. They were so hard, and even though her breasts and nipples were Kadıköy Escort small, they fit her body perfectly, and right then, they were swollen to their maximum size. Perfect little brown nipples poked up from brown areolas, just barely larger in diameter than the nipples, and planted on her perfect caramel-colored breasts. Princess would never have to worry about tan lines.
My kisses and caresses slowly worked their way down to her breasts and nipples. She sucked in her breath when I first kissed a nipple and applied a little suction. Her eyes were wide open in wonder at the sensations she was feeling.
“I have often watched my mother breastfeeding one of my sisters,” Princess said. “Somehow, I think this is different. My mother never shows any pleasure, but this feels wonderful.”
“I think you’re right,” I replied. “There is a huge difference between a man sucking a woman’s breast with love and a baby suckling a nipple for food. Babies only care about getting more milk out of the breast.”
With that, I continued loving and softly sucking her nipples, making sure that both received equal attention. Princess was cradling my head in her arms, keeping me close to her breasts. She was sighing and moaning in pleasure the whole time.
My hands were not idle, however. My fingers had managed to find her pussy, and were playing along its length, from her clit to her vaginal entrance. Even with her preoccupation on my activities around her nipples, my other activities had not gone unnoticed. Her legs were now spread wide, giving me better access between them.
I quickly found her hymen, right at the entrance to her vagina. With some women, the hymen is deeper into their love tunnels, but with others, Princess included, the hymen was standing guard right at the gate. The hole in her hymen was so small, there was no possibility that I could stretch it without causing her pain. That made it impossible to tickle her G-spot without breaking her hymen, so I had to concentrate on her labia and her clit to get her excited.
It didn’t take long before her pussy was as wet as Niagara Falls, with lubrication seeping out of her, and her writhing in pleasure.
“Oh, wow!” was all she could say over and over again.
When I asked if she was enjoying this, she sighed, and said, “This is the best feeling I have ever had in my life. No wonder women let men have sex with them.”
With that, I decided it was time to move the show further south, and my lips slid down over her belly button to her pubic area. Like most Filipinas, Princess had never shaved her pubes, but like a lot of Asians, she didn’t really need to. She only had a light spray of smooth black hair above her pussy, and there was nothing that would get in my way.
I kissed my way down to her slit and gave her a long lick along its length. This surprised Princess. She said, “That is nasty. You are licking where I pee.”
I replied, “This is normal sexual activity, and any man who won’t do this and love it is not worth having. I love the sweet taste of your pussy. There is nothing nasty about it.”
I truly did love eating her pussy. Her inner labia were small, and until she got really aroused, they were completely hidden by her outer labia. Since Princess was Asian, her inner labia were a slightly darker pink than a western woman’s might be, but they perfectly matched everything else on her body. I found her pussy to be beautiful and perfect in every way, and it tasted heavenly.
I rediscovered her hymen at the entrance to her vagina and spent some time touching around it without damaging it. I wanted to break it with my cock, not my fingers or tongue. I concentrated on her inner labia, and soon her clit started to make its presence known as well.
At first, her clitoris was hidden under its hood, but finally it was sticking out, ready to be sucked. It was small, like everything else about this girl; but it was big enough to play with and caress.
After playing with her pussy for a while (and tweaking her nipples with my fingers and thumbs), I thought that Princess was ready for the next step. I slid up to where I could suck her nipples again, and then I slid up even further so we were kissing deeply again.
After sliding my cockhead around in her pussy juices, so the end was nicely wet and seated at her vaginal entrance, I asked, “Are you ready?”
She blinked and replied, “Yes,” and after kissing her deeply, I thrust my cock up into her vagina.
I’m sure she would have screamed, but I was kissing her deeply as I pushed into her, so her scream was never heard. There was no doubt that it hurt her though. Tears were rolling down her cheeks, and I did my best to kiss them away.
I told her, “Just relax, and we won’t move again until the pain starts to go away. This pain won’t last long, and then it will feel good. I promise.”
She hugged me tightly, but then her body started to relax a little. “That really hurt,” she said. “It isn’t so bad now, but I still want you to wait a little İstanbul Escort bit.”
“Your wish is my command,” I replied.
I continued to kiss her tears away, and kissed her lips softly from time to time. I felt her flexing her inner muscles on my cock, and then she slowly started to move against me, letting my cock slide in and out a bit.
Finally, she said, “I think we can try it again.”
I slowly withdrew my cock from her pussy until only the head remained buried, and then I slowly slid it back in again. I kept things slow for three or four more times until I could feel her pussy loosening up and becoming more lubricated. Then, I started speeding up and driving more fully into her depths. Her body started moving against mine as I pushed deeper into her pussy.
Princess looked up at me. “You’d better keep your word to me and take care of me,” she said.
“Don’t worry. I am a man of honor,” I replied.
With that, a smile crept across her face, her body shifted gears, and she was more in control of the action than I was. I could barely keep up with her the way her pussy was driving itself down on my cock, but I did.
Soon, I could feel the point of no return approaching. I asked, “Where do you want me to cum?”
She had a surprised look on her face and said, “In my pussy of course. There is no other place your sperm will ever land from now on. Your seed is my seed.”
Well, that was unexpected. Nevertheless, I was already at the finish line, and I drove even deeper into her, so that my sperm would enter directly into her womb. I have always loved it when a woman’s cervix seems to open up during her orgasm to welcome my sperm in.
A woman usually has to be ovulating or orgasming for that to happen, so I moved my fingers to strum her clit while I drove into her, and that pushed her over the top. You would think I had loosened a kingpin the way her body was flopping around in ecstasy.
Shot after shot of my hot cum was jettisoned directly into her womb, and I could feel her cervix pulsing against the head of my cock. She wanted me to fill her up with my sperm, and that was exactly what I did. Rope after rope of sticky semen was pumped through her cervix and deep into her womb. I was exhausted. So was she.
I could no longer support my own weight, but I knew that I would crush her if I just lay down on top of her. So, I rolled us over, so that her body was on top of mine. I didn’t want my cock to come out of her pussy, and it appeared that she wanted to stay connected as well.
“We are now one,” she said, and then she kissed me deeply. I was now officially in paradise.
I could see that this was going to be an adventure. I didn’t originally have the intention of getting married right off because of all of my bad experiences with long-term relationships, but I was certainly willing to see where this would lead. If it led to marriage, then so be it. If Maria had taught me anything, it was that when you find something precious, you need to hold it tight.
Princess was a beautiful, loving girl (now a woman) who would make a great companion and lover. We fell asleep in each other’s arms like that, and it was only later that she finally slid off of me in her sleep. I got up to go pee.
Once I got into the bathroom, I noticed the blood and dried cum on my cock, and got into the shower to clean off. When I returned, I noticed the blood in the middle of the towel I had laid down. Thank God for planning ahead. The towel kept my sheets from being totally ruined. I tried to get back into bed without waking Princess, but that was impossible. She realized that she, too, needed to pee and clean up.
When she came back to bed, she snuggled up to me and said, “I was a mess. I didn’t realize it would be like that.”
Having a new girlfriend is a bit like having a new baby. You don’t realize how often you will be up during the night taking care of their needs. In the case of the girlfriend, however, she is also taking care of your needs, so I guess that’s OK. It didn’t take long, with her nipples rubbing against me, that my cock was once again standing at attention.
When Princess noticed it, she said, “That will never do,” and she tried pulling me on top of her again.
I glanced at the clock, and it was about four in the morning. We would be sleeping in later this morning, but right then, duty called. I slid my cockhead up and down through her vulva until everything was wet, and then I slowly started sliding into her vagina. It was obviously uncomfortable for her, having so recently been torn apart; but she wanted to do this, and who was I to argue?
When I hit bottom, and my cock was firmly pressed against her cervix, we started to fuck in earnest. There was no finesse to this, just straightforward fucking. God, it felt good to just pound her pussy. I knew it probably wasn’t as good for her, but her pussy was really wet, so I knew she had to be getting some pleasure from it. The end came unexpectedly, and I came in her pussy before I could get her completely worked up again.
At first, I collapsed on her after I filled her pussy with cum, but then I rolled to the side and started working her pussy with my fingers. Pretty soon, her body was spasming and she was making all kinds of funny noises as she orgasmed.