Author: Lorddryxe
Mga ‘tol – may ishshare ako sa inyong True Story ko about sex. Sana magustuhan nyo.
Noong mga January ngayong 2011, nasa Facebook ako, nag-aadd lang nga mga babaeng cute sa mga friends list ng mga kaibigan ko. Doon ko na meet ang babaeng itatago nalang natin sa palayaw na “V”.
Si V ay mas cute kaysa maganda, pero kaakit-akit parin. Yung tipong alam mong may natatagong kulo sa loob. Nagaaral sa ekslusibong unibersidad sa Katipunan (obvious ba kung alin yun?) pero may isa siyang malupit na sikreto.
Anyway, long story short ay naging close kami ni V, and eventually nagmeet sa totoong buhay and after a while ay lumabas na rin ang kaniyang kwento. Ang kaniyang buhay na taliwas sa lahat ng pagkakakilala ng tao sakanya.
Nakuha ko ang kaniyang paalam na i-post ang kwento niya dito; as long as ma-maintain yung anonymity niya. Actually, siya nagsulat nito from her own accounts and following yung conversation namin nung una itong lumabas. Ako lang ang taga-share sa inyo, kaya paumanhin nalang kung medyo nosebleed. First language niya kasi ang English and onti lang binago ko dito mula sa original niyang pagsusulat dahil gusto ko ma-maintain yung integriy ng story at dahil gusto ko din ma-emphasize sa mga mambabasa yung contrast between yung klaseng tao niya at yung mga ginagawa niya.
Maniwala man kayo o hindi, isa itong true-to-life story (according to V). Hindi ko maveverify yung mga actual events dahil nangyari ito bago ko pa man siya makilala, pero naniniwala ako sakanya. Kayo nalang bahala kung maniniwala kayo or hindi, pero kahit ano pa ang mangyari ay isa itong magandang kwento na I’m sure ay malilibugan kayo.
Anyway, without further adieu, ang kwento ng isang honest-to-goodness, true-to-life nymphomaniac. Ang kwento ni V.
Paano nagsimula? Hmm..wow. Good question. I don’t really remember much na. Actually I don’t remember much talaga from that night haha.
Okay let’s see. I wouldn’t say naman na I was particularly slutty growing up. Wala namang indicators that I would end up like this. I was pretty normal. Grew up in a good family with a sister a year and a half younger than I was. My parents were both very successful professionals, so we lived in a nice house in an exclusive subdivision and went to school in an exclusive all-girls high school along Katipunan, and eventually to university right next door. I knew how to have fun, but I was good in class. I’d party but I wasn’t wild. I was makulit, perky, and have never a wallflower but I wasn’t a troublemaker din. In short, I was a pretty popular girl, but never the type to give my parents any headaches.
I’d probably rate myself significantly above average in terms of looks pero not naman drop-dead gorgeous. I was more pretty and cute than beautiful, but I kept in shape by working out, jogging, dieting, and yoga. On a scale of one to ten, I’d rate my body siguro a 9. The last one point was more genetic (I’m not tall) than from a lack of maintenance. I got plenty of male attention, sure, but among the prettiest girls in my school I wasn’t in the Top 10. Top 20, maybe. Possibly Top 15 or Top 12. So yeah, I wasn’t super woah grabe, but I got my fair share of male attention.
In terms of boys, hmmmm. I was friendly without being flirtatious, as in yung hindi mo talagang mapapagkamalan na malandi. I’ve had two boyfriends. I started dating in second year high school. I went to second base that year at a party, and then third base and all the way with my first boyfriend in third year. He was my batch, from the neighboring school. We broke up after around 8 months and then I got together with my second boyfriend, who was a couple of years older than I was, the summer before going into college. We’re still together, he’s still clueless.
Sex…hahaha yeah. Sex. I enjoy my sex, I do. But I was also never the type to actively look for it. Well, until now lang. Prior to sometime last year, I’d only ever had sex with my boyfriends. Kahit na finger lang, no, only with them talaga. At most, at parties I’d make out and then sometimes they’d grope my butt or my boobs, but I never let them get any further. Kahit papano, at that point, I had principles. Or so I thought.
In other words, back then, I was normal. Hindi mo talagang maiisip na I’d do the things I’d do. Wala talagang indicators that, well, I’m a kind of nymphomaniac. A sex addict.
Actually until now wala namang indicators na I’m like this eh; I’m still the same. My personality is still the same, I still have the same friends, I live the same life. But yeah – may additional aspect na ako in my life that, well, I guess I never saw coming, but at the same time I wasn’t surprised it was there. I guess I always knew na I wanted it but never realized it.
Okay, yeah. So how did it start? I’ll try to remember.
It was shortly after I started college. I think na we just finished the first sem then, it was the last day of exams, and I was out with my friends drinking to destress at an inuman place across from our school. My boyfriend was out of the country then for a study-abroad program for a sem and I was really, really missing him. Not to mention na I was really horny na by then. Tigang na tigang.
Everyone was finally letting loose after a long week of studying and stressing out. Tawanan, sigawan, kulitan, gaguhan. The usual. I was really tipsy na by then. Pero I could still remember and process everything that was going on.
Later in the night, medyo nakatulala nalang ako. I was pretty much just trying to sober up for my drive home, and things were getting pretty crazy na. A friend of mine was making out with her boyfriend while everyone was cheering them on, and another friend was cuddling with her boyfriend on his lap. Sobrang inggit ako nun. I missed my boyfriend, and DAMN. I was hella horny and getting more and more so by the minute. I could feel my pulse beating in my head. The heat in between my thighs was starting to become unbearable and I was fidgeting in my chair. “What the f*ck.” I thought. I decided to go home and sleep it off or something.
I was a little unsteady, but I could walk. At this point I didn’t know na talaga if it was because of the alcohol or because of how horny I was. My legs felt like rubber as I started heading towards my car, which was parked by a nearby overpass.
Kakaiba yung feeling ko that time. I felt hypersensitive to everything around me. The cold air on my skin. The sound of the gravel crunching under my shoes. The headlights of passing cars. But most of all, the wetness between my legs. I felt like I was going to melt. Each slow, heavy step I took sent shockwaves up my legs to my throbbing heat. The 30-second walk to my car must have taken me five minutes. Every time I took a step, I had to stop to catch my breath. “What the f*ck is going on?” I thought. I had never been this horny in my life.
Now, if you’re familiar with the Katipunan area, you know na the parking area by the overpass is usually frequented by “istambays” who watch your car in exchange for like twenty to fifty pesos to make sure it doesn’t get stolen or towed or broken into, or whatever. You also know they’re usually a really makulit bunch and aren’t afraid to make you g*g*.
One of them, of course, was watching my car. I don’t really remember what this guy looked like. Probably ugly. Probably typical istambay. I don’t even remember how old he looked but maybe I’d say he was between 15-17 years old. Or maybe he was 100 years old. I really don’t remember and I don’t really care.
So ayun. I was heading towards the street in a daze. I couldn’t think straight. My mind was on sex – I couldn’t think about anything else. I stopped just short of bumping right into him. Funny. I didn’t even notice that he was there. “Ate sexy! Labas na kayo? Pangkain lang, ‘te!” I ignored him and kept going. I was feeling pretty dizzy na by then. He was following me. “Ate sexy! Ate sexy! Psst! Suplado naman ni sexy! Huy!” he kept calling.
I stopped. My clit was really throbbing na by now. f*ck. I was so wet. I couldn’t concentrate. I couldn’t think. As in putang ina talaga. I needed sex. God. I knew that masturbating wouldn’t cut it tonight. I needed a man. I needed a cock.
Everything was happening in slow motion. The parking boy’s voice sounded like it was coming from far away but he was so close I could smell him. I felt like I was taking each step on the moon. Or underwater. Thub-dub. Thub-dub. My heartbeat was fast and hard, pushing more and more blood into my engorged, wet pussy. Thub-dub. Thub-dub. There was a split-second delay between the beating of my heart and the throbbing of my clit. Thub-dub. Thub-dub. I squeezed my legs tight together, trying to lessen the pressure between my thighs. Thub-dub. Thub-dub. Everything zipped back into real time. I turned to the guy. A million thoughts were running through my head but they were just noise I couldn’t make sense out of. All I could think about was the sexual tension burning inside me which needed release before it tore me apart. Five words were said.
“Kuya, san walang tao dito?”
-uk
-RS
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