Nilason ng Kamunduhan Chapter 3

Submitted by on Friday, 25 July 2014, 12:14 AM
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Nilason ng Kamunduhan Chapter 3Nilason ng Kamunduhan Chapter 3

By: Eroticus




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ng isip ni Homer sa mga sandaling iyon ay biglang naglakbay na tila isang pelikula na binabalikan ang mga pangyayari sa loob ng sinehan. Simula sa pagpasok niya at hanggang paglabas dito kagabi. Napailing na lamang siya. Wala na rin namang magagawa kung sisisihin pa ang sarili dahil sa nangyari.

Niloadan nya ang cellphone at nireplayan ang nagtext...

[Gnun ba? mganda tlga esmi ko.
Ung misis mo mganda din b?]

Iyon ang naisip na itext ni Homer sa lalaki, sa isip ni Homer, mindgames ang gagamitin nya sa katext. kailangan niyang "makipaglaro" sa ka-text dahil hawak nito ang cellphone nya na naglalaman ng hubad na larawan ng misis nya. Hindi siya puwedeng magtext dito na nag-aalala siyang hawak nito ang phone nya...reverse pyschology ika nga. Tsaka na siya mag-iisip ng paraan para mabawi ito sa lalaki. Kumbaga sa laro, sa ngayon ito muna ang barahang ihuhulog niya, wala sa kanya ang alas, taglay ito ng katext nya sa pamamagitan ng cellphone nyang nasa kamay nito.

Gusto niyang magkaroon ng impresyon ang lalaki na sanay na sya sa ganitong mga bagay.

Ilang saglit pa, tumunog muli ang cellphone ni Homer, may bago na namang text message. Sa pagkakataong ito, numero na ng nawala niyang cellphone ang ginamit sa kanyang pang-text.

[d2 nko nagtxt sau pre, naubos
lod q.Oo...

Trust

Submitted by on Thursday, 24 July 2014, 09:38 PM
Posted in Story: True Story, Tagalog | Categories: Erotic Couplings, Romance | Tags: ,

Kagagaling lang ni Alaina sa trabaho. Mag-aalas siete na ng gabi.  Sobrang pagod, masakit ang likod sa maghapong pag-upo at pagkakayuko sa mga paperworks.   Isa siyang “social worker”, na nakatokang mag-alaga ng mga batang walang magulang.  Mga iba’t ibang munting angel na nakalagak sa isang bahay ampunan. Iyon ang isa sa mga trabaho niya. Maghapon na puro mga libro at pagaayos ng mga files . Bukas ay iba naman ang gagawin niya.  At siguradong ganun ding pagod ang mararanasan niya o mas  higit pa.  Hindi naman siya nagrereklamo dahil iyon talaga ang gusto niyang gawin.  Itinalaga na niya ang sarili niya sa gawaing ito at kaylanman di niya pagsasawaan.

Nilapag ni Alaina ang susi ng kotse at bag sa ibabaw ng divider.  Paakyat na siya ng hagdanan papuntang kwarto ng mapansin niya ang pagiging tahimik ng bahay. Ni walang tunog ng TV, radio o kahit kulisap man lang. Naninibago siya, bakit napakatahimik.  Inilibot niya ang paningin sa buong kabahayan, tanging ang bukas na ilaw na nagmumula sa gitna ng dining table.  Kapansin-pansin sa gitna ng lazy susan ay tatlong tangkay ng white roses na may kasamang note.

“Take off your blazer and your shoes” ang nakasaad dito.  Nalilito man pero sinunod niya ang sinasabi sa note.  Diretso siya sa hagdanan para umakyat sa kuwarto.  Sa unang step, andun uli ang tatlong tangkay ng white rose at post it,

“Take off your blouse”. Nangingiti si Alaina na inalis ang kanyan...

Game of love

Submitted by on Thursday, 24 July 2014, 02:51 PM
Posted in Confession: Tagalog | Categories: Romance | Tags:

Bago ko tapusin yung story ko na in the mood for love,Gusto ko lang ibahagi sa inyo itong karanasan ko sa sex. hango itong idea ko sa isang korean movie,Kung sinu nakapanood nito paki post ang title nito. Ganito ang simula
                           Me asawa na ako pero me nakarelasyon ako na isang babae na kasamahan ko sa work ko na me asawa na din.Sa umpisa biruan lang kami,Then tsinatsansingan ko na unti unti,nung napansin kong ok lang sa kanya lage ko na itong ginagawa.Minsan nagkausap kami tungkol sa sex at ito napagusapan namin.Sabi ko sa kanya MERON AKONG ALAM NA GAME, magprepretend kami na magjowa at syempre lahat ng ginagawa ng magjowa gagawin din namin,syempre kasama ang sex doon,me isang rule lang sa GAME namin "BAWAL MAINLOVE SA ISAT ISA" pag me isa sa amin ang mainlove, "the game is over".
                           Sa madaling salita napapayag ko naman siya.Iyun na nga nagsimula kaming magkita pagkatapos ng work namin,unang labas namin pumunta kami sa beerhaus at uminom kami.Nun tinamaan na siya fininger  ko na siya at hinalikan,napansin ko na maluwag ang Pepe niya,marahil siguro dahil sa tatlo na ang anak niya,pero 35 years old pa lang siya.
Pangalawang labas namin saka ko lang siya natikman,maluwag nga pepe niya pero masarap humalik at malambot ang mga labi niya.Grabe ang luwag parang edsa ang garahe niya ahahahah.pero ok lang  naman kahit papanu nakatikim ng bagong putahe.
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Bus Stop

Submitted by on Thursday, 24 July 2014, 02:14 PM
Posted in Confession: True Story, English | Categories: First Time | Tags: , ,


My bus pulled away from the bus stop as I rounded the corner. Damn? I said top myself. At least there was a bench and still warm in the July twilight. A man  was sitting at the far end of the bench and his face hidden behind the newspaper he was reading. I looked at my watch, the next bus wasn't due for 20 minutes. I wasn't in any particular hurry but I sighed, already bored.

I looked casually at the man on the other side of the bench, The tip of his head is the only thing visible. He had wavy dark brown hair. His clothes and bearing indicated he's not from here as I am. I glanced around and looked again at my watch, 15 minutes more. I wished that he put his paper down so I could see his face.

I coughed and the paper rattled but did not lower, I wasn't used being ignored. I looked at the hands holding the paper, they were well cared for, rather large and deeply tanned. Large hands, large penis was that it? or was it large feet, large penis? Was I thinking about penis because I hadn't had any in months?

Suddenly, he lowered the paper and looked directly at me. The eyes that met mine were dark and unreadable in the dusk. It was not a handsome face but rugged with a sensuous mouth. For a melting moment I fantasized his mouth on mine, our tongue's touching. He couldn't have been more than 40. For an intense instant I held my breath then he went back reading, his face diasappeared again. My breathing resumed slightly faster than before.
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Tulungan Mo Naman Ako Anak (Mga Kwento ni Momi Ana) Ep. 7

Submitted by on Thursday, 24 July 2014, 10:30 AM
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TULUNGAN MO NAMAN AKO ANAK (Ang Mga Kwento ni Momi Ana)
Episode 7

Dumiretso nang pauwi si Ana mula sa hospital kung saan kakatapos nya lang serbisyohan ang matandandang construction worker na si Mang Igme. Hatinggabi na nang siya’y makarating sa kanilang bahay.

“Nasan na kaya yung si Lando? Bwiset naman oh akala ko mapapasakan na ng titi itong pekpek ko pagdating ko dito sa bahay. Dapat ata nagpakantot nalang ako kanina sa matandang yun.” pakiwari ni Ana sa sarili habang binubuksan ang pintuan ng bahay nila dahil wala pa ang sasakyan ng asawa nya sa kanilang garahe.

Pagkapasok sa bahay ay dumiretso si Ana sa kusina upang uminom ng tubig upang mahugasan ang tamod ni Mang Igme na nalalasahan nya pa rin sa lalamunan nya.  Patay na ang mga ilaw sa bahay ngunit di na kinailangan ni Ana na magbukas ng ilaw sapagkat memorize nya naman na ang pasikot sikot dito.

“Good evening momi…” Pagbati ni Junjun, sabay bukas ng ilaw sa kusina. Si Ana nama’y nagulantang at muntik nang maidura ang iniinom na tubig ng biglang magbukas ang ilaw. “Ay! Ano ka ba naman anak?!” Pagsagot ni Ana habang pinpupunasan ang kaunting tubig na tumulo sa kanyang baba.

“Bakit gising ka pa? May pasok ka bukas ah.” Pagtanong ni Ana, habang papunta sa lababo upang hugasan ang basong kanyang ginamit.

“Eh hindi po ako kasi makatulog momi.” Sagot ni Junjun, habang naglalakad papalapit kung...

Sweet Sorrow

Submitted by on Wednesday, 23 July 2014, 03:54 PM
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , ,

Sweet SorrowIt was how she perfectly fitted and collapsed into his large frame.

It was how his arms conveniently wrapped around her back.

It was how she relaxingly leaned into him in some sort of a surrender like she actually belonged there - Right there in his arms.

They both breathed in heavily. It was a sad yet tranquil moment that they both drifted into.

They stood still, embracing for a while, not even uttering a single word. They merely breathed heavily and felt the sound of their deafening hearts pound away. Their two hearts finding a way to overlap through their encasements and commune peacefully - without shame, without worry, and without care.

She closed her eyes and wished for time to stop, for the moment to not end. Oh but who are they kidding? This was not meant. Him and her? No, this was all wrong. But how can something that is wrong somehow feels so very right?

She opened her eyes and sighed deeply. This has to stop. This has to end. And that was when she worked up the courage to tell him that she had to go.

She felt him inhale deeply and oh so reluctantly began to unfold his arms and hands. As he pulled away, he stopped short to place his hands over the tops of her hips and looked into her eyes. She searched in his, and her fingers began to stroke his arms. There was vulnerability in his strength, she thought.

He asked her if she really had to go to which she wryly smiled and sweetly r...

An Open Letter to Mr. Right

Submitted by on Wednesday, 23 July 2014, 03:11 PM
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , , , , ,

An Open Letter to Mr. RightMy Dearest Mr. Right,

I wonder…  Are you out there somewhere?  Are you waiting for that magical moment that would define true love, i.e., meeting me?  Do you think that maybe we will be sitting next to each other while commuting to work and our shoulders would be rubbing each other?  Or maybe we’d crash into each other in a coffee shop where I will be accidentally spilling coffee over your favorite shirt and you’d be too busy to notice because you’d be staring at me?  Or maybe you will rescue me in some romantic way and be my knight in shining armor?  I don’t mind playing the damsel in distress if the situation arises.  I think I am a fairly good actress too.  Hmmmnn…  Come to think of it, I am not opposed to the idea of doing something that would knock you off your feet and maybe I’d win your heart.

But then again, there is no perfect magical moment really.  We don’t need the standing-in-the-rain-while-our-personal-soundtrack-is-being-played-in-the-background kind of thing, but I am looking forward to the day that I would finally get to meet you and spend some time with you.

But don’t get me wrong, I can take care of myself and I don’t really need to be saved (most of the time anyway) but it would be really nice to have someone to lean on, someone who will teach me, give good advices, and open that pesky water bottle that refuses to open or that jar of peanut butter that refuses to budge.

I do know tha...

Mind Games I

Submitted by on Wednesday, 23 July 2014, 03:03 PM
Posted in Story: True Story, English | Categories: Erotic Couplings, Fetish, Romance, Toys and Masturbation | Tags: , ,

Mind Games IHim: Remember, my offer still stands.
Her: What offer?
Him: To relieve your horniness. I am serious.
Her: Now why did that excite me? I’d be thinking of you with lustful thoughts now.

I want it rough.

Will you hear my plea?

Pull my hair.

Slap my ass.

No, slap me.

Take control of me.

Bite me.

I want to hurt.

For hurt brings out the pleasure.

Make my body stretch in ways I’ve never imagined.

Tear me apart. I know you can.

Make me cum.

I swear I’ll scream your name when I do.

Him: We both know nothing’s gonna come out of that.
Her: I know but… Maybe it is a mind play of sorts.
Him: What do you mean?
Her: The fact that you turn me on and you excite me. It’s like you’re fucking with my brain.
Him: That I can do. Anytime. Mind-blowing. Figuratively speaking.
Her: And my nipples got rock hard and my clit tingled. Hahaha. I need to get laid. Damn.

Every time you close your eyes, do you imagine?

My kisses.

My touch.

Your body pushing against mine.

Wanting you.

Needing you.

Me sucking you.

Never wanting to stop.

Do yo...

Something different..

Submitted by on Wednesday, 23 July 2014, 02:15 PM
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July 23, 2014…. I spent my day in the Training Room where 40+ applicants took their exam as production workers.  By mid-afternoon, nasa Training Room 2 ako para sa initial interview para sa mga lumusot.  I don’t know why sa dinami-dami namin sa HRD,  ako ang napiling isama ni HR Manager na maging assistant niya.  Tambak na ko ng trabaho, for sure bukas ngarag na naman ako sa timekeeping, may SSS at PAG-IBIG calamity loan to be sorted. Pasaway talaga ang manager ko.  Good thing I have my lappy with me.  While she’s busy doing the interview, ako naman naka open sa FSS and presto…. nakagawa ng maikling wento.  Happy to share it with you guys….. Enjoy!!!
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2010. Tulad ng nagdaang taon, hirap na naman ako sa paghahanap ng trabaho.   Ayaw ko mang isipin pero naniniwala na ako sa sinabi ng aking kaibigang bakla na si Juris na isa ako sa mga taong mahirap makakuha o matanggap sa trabaho kasi may balat daw ako sa pwet.   Pastilan!

 Ikalawang taon ko na ngayon mula na nakapagtapos ako ng kursong Business Administration sa isang kilalang universidad sa Quezon City. 

 Nagkakatrabaho naman ako pero hindi ako nareregular. Lagi na lang akong reliever sa mga napasukan kong trabaho. Either nag maternity leave yung pinalitan ko o di kaya ay on-call basis. 

 Naghahanap ako ng trabaho na linya ng aking pinagtapusan.  Nagsasawa na rin naman ako sa sitwasyon ko.  Naisipan ko...

alone

Submitted by on Tuesday, 22 July 2014, 09:46 PM
Posted in Blog: Tagalog | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags:

Dahil pumutok ang aircon nmin sa kwarto. Napilita tuloy akong matulog dito sa D'Morvie. Pero ang boring pla ng ikaw lang isa. Hi sa lahat ng tha davao. :D...

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