We met last year when I was sent to Kronach for a 3-month project. I met a lot of Filipinas there and some have become really good friends. But a few want something more. Almost all of them are 40 year olds and some are even older. One common factor I deduced from them is that they are lonely. They seemed to lack something in their relationship. I guess it's intimacy and thrill they don't have with their German husbands. Maybe because they cannot fully communicate everything with their partners or their husbands don't fully know how to satisfy a Filipina. But that's not really what this post is all about.
One of the Filipinas I met was Mrs. H. A 200-lb-or-more lady (judge for yourself), dark skin and a butt that could stop a raging bull from its tracks. She's 15 or 20 years older than me. Old enough to be my mother. When I came back here she used to text me a lot of things mostly of my love life. A sucker that I was to text messages, I always replied to her. I mean I just want to be nice. But lately her text messages become more and more bolder. She'll now ask for my sex life, the last time I had sex, where I did it, who I was sleeping with, etc. It even reached to the point where I don't want to answer her anymore due to her vulgarity. Something that is hardly expected from me. I know. But who in their sane mind, a guy in my age and my *ahem* looks, would like to flirt with somebody like that. She's almost thrice my size!!!Well, if she looked something like this. I wouldn't mind all the flirts and I don't even want her to stop.
Mr. Daria, if you are reading this..... iksampol lang ni ha?? No immoral thoughts included here.
Mrs. H stopped texting for the last few weeks much to my relief but yesterday she called me on my mobile phone. She flirted a lot and I.... I flirted back. I don't know how to stop myself. Then she confessed that she liked me the first time she met me. Because of the way I acted she figures that I don't have much social restrains and that I don't mind doing things that other people would consider unethical. I felt nervous. It's not the first time somebody told me that but it certainly is the first time I hear it from a 40-something, 200-lb-or-more married woman. I couldn't picture myself having sexual intercourse with this woman. My God! What have I put myself into?
There were another round of indecent text messages I received from her after that. This time she was asking if I would have time to meet her when she will visit the country. I never replied to any of those. But the text messages kept on coming, telling me that I was this and I was that.
Then after sleeping only 4 hours this morning, my phone rang. It was a number from Germany. I picked it up and answered in my sleepy voice. It was Mrs. H. She continued her flirting and I guess she's really really horny at that time. I would sometimes miss our conversation because I would go in and out of sleep. I thought she would take a hint and leave me in peace. Instead, she asked me what I was wearing and if I have a hard on. An honest man that I am, I told her that I'm wearing only my boxers and it's very hard because it usually is during early morning. She said that she's only wearing the blanket and nothing else and asked me if I wanted her to suck it. I just replied yes. Then she made that slurping sound. Believe me if I say I hate myself for getting turned on at that. She did that for quite some time and I can't stop my cock from getting excited. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
She asked me if I liked it. I said, "Lami. Gilok." Syet!!! She added that she's already very wet and would go on top of me. I pictured those gigantic pair of asses staring at my dick. I also pictured what her pussy would look like and at that moment it doesn't matter. Yes. I will forever hate myself for that. She told me about grinding on my hard-on, pumping fast and coming at the same time. I bet she fondled herself to orgasm at the other line. After the "session" she mentioned about hugging me to sleep and that's when I lost my goddamn erection. I can't bear the thought of all those mass of woman flesh all over me. Until at last she bid me goodnight.
And that's when I thought about turning over a new leaf. A less flirtation wouldn't hurt. I'm still suffering from the trauma that happened this morning. And also if you can share me your 2 cents on how I can stop this, I would really appreciate it.
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What bothers me most is that she talked about anal sex and how I would enjoy it. She said that she's not new to that and would gladly offer her butt for my pure carnal pleasures. It would be a new experience for me, she explained, and that I would never forget it. It's a different sensation compared to pussy sex. She also mentioned blowing my load off on her face and asked me if I tried it with other women. I said no, of course. She told me that I still have a lot of things to experience.
