Archive for January, 2009

Debt Payment (Are you interested with her wet pussy?)

January 22, 2009

Minnie is a college drop-out who was once employed as a saleslady in one of the top department stores in the Philippines. She was an extravagant lady who used to buy anything she liked even if she had to borrow money with very high interest. Her favorite lenders are the Indian nationals who roam around for their business. It came to a point however when she could no longer pay her loans from the Indians (they’re fondly called bumbay in the Philippines) and had to hide every time the bummbay came around to ask for payment.

Worse, Minnie had been laid off in her job. Not only the bummbay but even Minnie’s friends were looking for her because of unpaid debts. Tired of playing hide and seek with Minnie, the bumbay made an arrangement with her neighbor to stay in their house observe when will Minnie be home. Minnie is living alone as her parents went back to the province to farm their lands as cost of living in Metro Manila is getting expensive every year.

True to his suspicion Minnie usually came home late so she could escape from debt collectors running after her. Minnie casually entered her house unmindful the Bombay was around. The bumbay on the other hand lost no time, he passed through the back door which he forcibly open with a hammer earlier.

The  bumbay entered the house, he immediately went to the living room and waited for Minnie. Minnie was in her room changing her clothes and preparing to sleep. All of a sudden she felt hungry. She went to the kitchen with her bra and panty alone to prepare a sandwich to eat. She almost screamed when she saw the bumbay. Nevertheless she was able to hold on with her composure. She smiled to the bumbay but the guy didn’t know how to react seeing her with her bra and panty alone.

Minnie is a beautiful lady, young and sexy. She has a fair and smooth complexion. She had a pair of large beautiful breasts. The bumbay could hardly speak while his penis started to rise. Minnie knows by heart that a lot of men are lusting with her beautiful body and this Bombay may never  be an exemption.

“Yes Mr. Singh what can I do for you?”

“I-I came here to to ask for y-your payment.”

If there is anything that Minnie did not want to hear that time was all about debt collection and debt payment. But she had an antidote for that, wet pussy. Being a liberated woman it didn’t  matter anymore if the bumbay would ask her for sex as payment for her debt. Once the Bombay touched her, she already had the upper hand in any form of negotiation. It is for her advantage, not the money lender.

Sensing Mr. Singh’s cock was already hardened she approached the man and embraced him. “It’s unholy to talk about credit payment at this moment,” Minnie said as she pressed her  breasts to the bumbay. Having been sex starved for a long time since the death of his wife, the money lender succumed to the woman’s seduction like the Biblical Samson falling into Delilah’s temptation.

Like a Goliath the money lender grabbed the woman and kissed her from lips to her breasts. Mr. Singh fondled her breasts and sucked them like a starving baby. Minnie screamed of extreme sensation which even the neighbors could hear. Deeply she smiled, her plan worked. To reciprocate Mr. Singh’s intense sexual arousal, Minnie unzipped Mr. Singh’s pants, inserted her right hand and pulled out his large cock , it was already red hot and ready for action. Minnie gently squeeze and rubbed it to her breasts to excite him more. Mr. Singh’s immediately pulled down his pants and remove his shirt. He was totally nude. Minnie got horny too, her vagina was already wet (and slippery?) she slowly removed her bra and pulled down her panty.

What a beautiful body. Mr. Singh pulled her to the large sofa and immediately went on top of her. He kissed her again from the lips to the neck and to the breasts. Later he licked on her wet pussy and the woman scream again so loud on the sensation she felt. She was breathing so fast as she waited for the large Indian cock to enter her vagina (already getting wild?). As Mr. Singh started to push his long and large cock to her waiting pussy, Minnie could not help but hold on to that long cock as it thrusts inside her thing. She felt so full inside as the entire length of the Indian cock passed through her vaginal canal. She could not help but scream and scream so hard as the big cock went up and down on her tight vagina while Mr. Singh pumped.

Not for long both cummed. Mr. Singh ejaculated filling up Minnies cunt with a lot of semen. Both were happy and satisfied. Butd Mr. Singh was never tired kissing her and sucking her breasts as he remained still on top of her.

But the unexpected happened, the neighbors rushed inside the house passing through the back door also to find out what was going on. They heard the loud screams of Minnie and they had suspicion the money lender raped her.

Out of embarrassment she pushed Mr. Singh and cried at a corner. A female neighbor pulled the table runner and wrapped it around her so as to cover her private parts. But her crying was misinterpreted as a sign of being raped. Mr. Singh on the other hand could not say anything but “let me explain.”

To protect the woman’s honor and to avoid prosecution, Mr. Singh offered to marry her. But Minnie consented only after she got Mr. Singh’s approval to forget all about her debts and to pay also all the other loans of Minnie from friends and other money lenders. The Indian national agreed after all it’s just a small expense compared to being sent to prison for rape (evidence is overwhelming DNA tests and him seen on top of the woman totally nude). 

During their wedding, Minnie rewarded those who came to rescue her with a considerable amount of money and some valuable gifts; for without them, her wet pussy could do nothing to pay all her loans.

This time Minnie and Mr. Singh are very progressive in their money lending business. Mr. Singh however always accompany his wife in collecting payment of loans for fear, she might be tempted to use her “kuwan” (you already know what I mean) just to collect payment from borrowers.

The Untouchable Girl (Manigas ka diyan, hehe)

January 14, 2009

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(Isa sa mga napakagandang tanawin ng Sagada Mountain Province)

Magkasama kami ni College girl nitong  New Year. Sa Sagada Mountain Province na kami nag-new year. Napakaganda ang paligid, at talaga namang napakalamig ang panahon. Nag-bus lang kami papunta roon kaya puro lakad lang kami habang namamasyal sa tahimik ngunit kaakit-akit na bayang  nasa ibabaw ng mataas na bundok. Matagal ko nang balak magbakasyon sa Sagada, nanirahan kasi kami dito ng ilang taon din nang maliit pa lang kami.

Basta pasyalan at libre sa mga gastosin, dito mo maaasahan ang ubod nang kuripot na si Colegiala girl. Pero sulit naman dahil hindi lang may makakasama ka, may bodyguard ka pa. Sa mga di nakakaalam, bihasa sa Martial Arts itong si Colegiala. High School pa lang ay sumasali na sa mga Karate tournaments.  Marunong din siya sa arnis at nakakaintindi sa paggamit ng ibat-ibang klase ng matatalas na armas. May basic knowledge din ako sa Martial Arts dahil Judo-Karate ang isa sa mga PE subjects ko noong estudyante pa ako sa College. Mas matiyaga nga lang si Colegiala dahil galing siya sa pamilya ng mga mahihilig sa Martial arts. Siya ang isa sa mga pambato namin noon sa aming school. Ilang beses na rin siyang pumasok na may band aid sa labi dahil sa tama ng suntok at sipa. At saksi din ako sa dalawang insidente kung saan ay pinabagsak ni Colegiala ang isang snatcher at lasing sa pagsipa sa kanilang bayag.

Kampante ako kapag kasama ko siya sa pasyalan. Kaya feeling safe ako nang nasa Sagada kami kahit dalawa lang kaming naglalakad sa gabi. Ngunit ang hindi ko naisip ay takaw away din itong si Colegiala lalo na kapag binabastos siya ng mga lasing. At nangyari nga ito sa aming bakasyon sa Sagada.

Tatlong lalaking dayuhan mula sa Europe ang nakakursunada kay Colegiala girl. Sanay na siguro ang mga ito na mag-pick up ng mga babaeng kaladkarin kaya sinubukan nila si Colegiala baka sakaling makalusot. Akala siguro nila mga escort girls kami kaya nilapitan kami ng grupo habang nagpapalipas ng oras sa isang bar. Friendly naman ang dating nila kaya naman ay in-entertain namin sila nang lumapit sila sa aming table. Kinabigan kami, binula-bola hanggang nagparamdam na silang may gusto sa amin. Kinabahan na ako. Hindi sa natatakot sa kanila, kundi alam kung maninipa na naman si Colegiala.

Kunwari ay humiling silang makipagpicture sa amin para may souvenir photo naman daw sila. Pumayag kami. Iyong pala ay  hudyat na para manantsing sila. Una inakbayan ako ng dalawa sa grupo. Ang baho pa naman nila. At iyong kumuha ng picture ay si Colegiala naman. Kaso may pabeso-beso pa siya habang inaakbayan niya si Colegiala. Delikado, kitang-kita ko sa mata na galit na si Colegiala. To avoid trouble nagpaalam na kami ni Colegiala para umuwi. Pero nagpahayag din ang tatlo na ihahatid na lang daw kami. Bahala kayo, iyan ang pahayag naman ni Colegiala. 

Paglabas namin sa bar, gusto uli ng mga ito ang magpicture kasama kami. Pumayag na lang ako kahit nakaakbay na naman ang mga anghiting na turistang ito. Iyong nagpicture ang humiling na kunan din daw siya kasama si College girl. Kursunada talaga niya ang aking kaibigan. Para matapos na pumayag si Colegiala gir. Kaso hindi lang akbay ang ginawa, niyakap pa niya si Colegiala. Dito na nag-init ang butangera kaya yumakap din siya sa lalaki. Iyong nga lang ay sa leeg siya yumakap ng napakahigpit na halos nasasakal na ang lalaki. Hindi lang iyang sinakyan pa siya ni College girl sa tagiliran taas ang dalawang paa. Nagpanic na ang tsansingerong turista dahil  hindi na siya makahinga. Kinalagan niya kaagad si Colegiala. Mabilis namang tumalon ito papapalayo at pomorma na para manipa. Galit na rin ang tsansingero at gusto niyang sugurin si College girl pero pinigil siya ng kanyang mga kasama.

Hinila nila ang kanilang kasama na uubo-ubo papalayo sa amin. “Sorry guys just kidding,” ang sigaw naman ni Colegiala. F..ck  you ang sagot naman ng sinakal. “Tang ina mo supot,” ang pahabol naman ni butangera. Tawa ako nang tawa habang naglalakad kaming pauwi.

Nang nasa hotel na kami bigla kung naisip, paano na kung pinagtulungan kaming dalawa? Payong lang ang aking dala, mapoprotektahan ko kaya ang aking sarili dito? Nang tanongin ko si College girl tungkol dito ay bigla niyang inilabas ang kanyang Batangas knife. Pinaikot-ikot ito parang abaniko sa magkabilang kamay sabay sabi, “pupugotan ko sila ang ari.” Napatawa tuloy ako.

Kinabukasan ay nagpasya kaming pasyalan ang mga burial caves ng Sagada. Nagdala ng isang maliit na backpack si Colegiala. Pareho kaming naka jogging pants ay may suot na makapal na sweet shirt. Naka-rubber sandal lang ako at naka-tennis shoes naman ang butangerang maganda. “Nasaan ang rakita mo,” ang biro ko. “Pukpukin kita diyan,” ang sagot naman niyang pabiro habang inilalagay sa isang pocket ng kanyang backpack ang kanyang survival knife.

“Mahirap na baka may magbalak sa atin ng masama,”  ang sabi niya. May kinuha siya sa kanyang bag at inabot sa akin, isang teargas cannister. “Kunin mo ito para makatulong ka.” Pagkakuha ko nang teargas cannister ay inilabas naman niya ang kanyang Batangas Knife at inilagas sa bulsa ng kanyang sweatshirt. Ngumiti na lang ako, alam ko security conscious ang aking kaibigan.

Kasama ng aming guide ay nag-umpisa na kaming maglakad patungo sa mga burial caves. Madulas ang daan at maputik kaya naghanap si Colegiala ng sanga ng kahoy o kawayan para gawing tungkod. Tamang-tama may maliit na kawayan na nabali at tuyo na ang aming nadaan. Inilabas ni Colegiala ang kanyang survival knife para putulin at gawing tungkod. Mahaba-haba ng kaunti ang putol na maliit na kawayan kaya nakagawa siya ng dalawang tungkod.

Tamang-tama paahon naman ang tatlong turistang bugok habang unti-unti kaming pababa. Nakita nila kami kaya sumimple muna sa isang maluwag na lugar si Colegiala. Nakita nilang may hawak siyang survival knife. Nagka-interest naman dito ang isa sa mga tatlong bugok. Hinihiram ang survival knife ni Colegiala ngunit hindi niya ito ibinigay. Sobra lang sigurong may kakulitan, o talaga namang interesado ang bugok na ito kaya pilit pa rin niyang hinihiram ang survival knife ni Colegiala. Napikon ang dalaga at sa halip na ibigay niya, ipinukol nito sa isang puno. Malakas ang pagkakapukol kaya malalim ang pagkakabaon ng survival knife sa puno. Nagulat ang mga bugok sa nakita. Isa sa kanila ang nagtangkang puntahan ang puno ngunit mabilis na inilabas ni Colegiala ang kanyang Batangas Knife, mabilis na binuksan at pina-ikot ito sa kanyang kamay pagkatapos ay ni-lock at inumang sa lalaki. “That’s mine, don’t take it,” ang warning niya sa lalaki. Hindi ito nakaimik at mabilis na bumalik sa mga kasama. Nagkatinginan sila at itinuloy ang kanilang pag-ahon sa bundok.

“Ang galing-galing ninyo maam,” ang sabi naman ng aming guide.

“Acting lang iyon, ang sagot ko naman.”

“Bakit action star ba si maam,” ang tanong uli ng guide ngunit hinidi ko na siya sinagot.

Mabilis namang kinuha ni Colegiala ang kanyang survival knife, pinunasan at muling isinuksok sa kanyang lalagyan.

Nakasakay na kami sa Lizardo Bus pabalik ng Baguio nang muling makita namin ang tatlo. Sasakay din sana sila ngunit nang makita kamin nakaupo sa unang hanay ng mga upuan ay nagbago ang kanilang isip. Bumaba sila at sa ibang bus na lang sumakay.

“Are you going back to Baguio,” ang pahabol kong tanong ngunit hindi na sila sumagot. Halatadong nainis sila sa ginawa ni Colegiala. At kitang-kita ko ang buka ng bibig ng isang bugok, “f..ck you.”

Si Colegiala na ang sumagot, “okkinnayo supot.” Naintindihan ng mga locals ang sinabi ni Colegiala at ngumiti na lang sila.