His hand left my breasts and cursed. I could feel him struggling to put it back in in a hurry. Too slow.
I pushed him onto the ground, pulled my shorts (I remember now that I was wearing shorts) and panties off, and knelt down over him, straddling his cock. With one hand I gripped his cock, positioning it against my pussy, and then lowered myself onto it, sliding it in all the way down. Oh God. Oh f*ck. Putang ina yeahhh. Like he did before me, I didn't waste any time. I started gyrating on top of him fast, sliding my hips forward and back, fucking myself on him. He moaned long and loud, I matched him with my own sharp gasps, my voice sharp with each exhalation. From my vantage point, I could see people walking by the entrance to the eskinita where we were fucking passionately. I idly wondered if they could see or hear us, or what would happen if one of my friends would be the ones to catch us.
It didn't take me long.
From on top of him I ground into him deeper as I felt my orgasm about to hit me like a freight train. I went faster. His hands clutched at my breasts. Faster. Delicious friction. Oh God. My breath was coming in quick, fast, sharp gasps now. Almost. Almost. f*ck. Sarap. Oh God. Ang sarap. "Ang sarap ng tite mo." I whispered. "Lapit na ako. Lapit na ako. Magcucum ako sa t*t* mo." The warmth in my pussy got progressively hotter, hotter before it finally exploded from between my legs to overload every nerve ending in my body with pleasure. It exploded in a rush, as I pushed down to push him deeper into me. The gravel hurt my knees and my legs, but even then it felt delicious. My legs squeezed him beneath me. I didn't have the voice to scream. My vocal chords were too taut to allow any sound to come out. My mouth was wide open in a soundless moan and my eyes were shut tight as my brain and clit shot pleasure signals all throughout my body so that my hands and feet went numb. I squeezed his cock so hard he moaned and pushed in deeper from under me before I went limp.
He wasn't done. His turn, now.
He pushed me onto the ground on my back. Caught in the afterglow of my orgasm and still feeling weak from its intensity, I didn't (or wouldn't?) complain. I could feel the sharp, rough stones and the powdery dust against my skin. I lost my breath and before I had a chance to react he was on top of me, his weight holding me down and his cock, harder than ever, penetrating me. I was so sensitive that just the feeling of his head against my opening nearly made me cum again. My eyes shot open and I gasped. "Uuuuuhhhh God." "Putang ina ang sarap moooooo." he moaned as he sank into me all the way up to the hilt. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him in close, my legs spreading wide to urge him deeper into my depths.
"b*tch ka. b*tch. tong nina mo." he breathed into my ear as he fucked me with his rapidly pistoning cock. I just gasped and grunted in response. My arms were clutching at him tight. It was my turn to dig my nails into his back. I'm sure they drew blood. "Malapit na ako. Lalabasan na ako puti ka." Upon hearing that from him, I panicked. "Wag sa loob. Wag ka magcum sa loob." I whispered. I don't know if he heard me or if he understood. If he did, he gave no indication. He was taking hard, deep thrusts. Pulling out until just the head was inside and then dropping his weight down all the way into me before my pussy could adjust. It was sharp, it was hard, it was good. Too good. Too fucking good. I was getting into it again. I was lost in pleasure at the way this istambay was fucking me as if I was just another labandera or tagabantay sa tindahan that he would f*ck. My pussy was just a warm, wet hole he could pump into. A warm, wet hole that happened to be attached to a beautiful girl from a good family, who goes to a good school. TOO FUCKING GOOD. "Ah God ang sarap ng t*t* mo. Aaaah!" I was close again. My first orgasm was forgotten, my second was coming fast and I could feel that it was going to be huge.
He was close too. His breathing was coming faster and harder, while his thrusts were becoming sharper and shallower. "Ate ayan na ako. Ayan na ako putaaaaahhh." He started pulling out. NO! Too good. It was too good and I was too close. Just a little more. Just a little bit longer. But he was going to cum. He was going to cum. He was going to cum inside me. I can't. I can't. I repeated it like a litany in my head, over and over. I can't. My boyfriend. My life. I'm gonna get pregnant. I'm gonna get kicked out of the house. I can't. I can't.
Oh yes I can.
As he tried to lift himself off of me, I wrapped my legs tight around him and pulled him forwards so that he fell back on top of me and his cock slid all the way inside me just as he came. "Aaaaaaaaah!!" he gasped through gritted teeth as he exploded inside my pussy. I could feel his cock swell and fire his cum in my pussy. It was warm. There was a lot. One spurt. Two. Three. I came on the fourth, his hot seed pushing over the edge, literally. I got light-headed. I felt like I was flying. His cock felt bigger than it was when he first penetrated me, or maybe it was just my pussy contracting around his dirty, manly cock. Putang inaaaaaaaaaa!! He was pushing deep into me, grinding deep, as if he was trying to push even deeper inside me. Trying to push through me, it seems like. His cock was all the way inside me as he filled me up. He was still cumming, still filling me up with his seed. tamad. Pinupuno niya ako ng tamad niya.
I was right. This one was a big one. When I came, I lost all control of my limbs. I thrashed about, my body trying to push him off while at the same time trying to pull his still-firing cock inside me. My torso was flailing and I could feel my legs and my arms spasming and constricting around him. My body was doubled-over. I was pressing my face against his neck while I ground my hips up against his. I bit down. Hard. He moaned louder. He was still cumming.
He must have shot around 6 or 7 spurts inside me already and he was still going. Each spurt heavy with his thick seed. Oh f*ck. Oh f*ck. So good. So fucking good. "Ang dami niyang tamad." I thought to myself as we both finally started to relax and come down from our respective climaxes.
I was still cumming when he pulled his softening cock out of me and tucked it into his shorts. The crotch area was wet. It was me, I was sure. There I was, on the ground, in a dark eskenita in Katipunan, naked from the waist down and lying on the ground with my legs spread and my polo unbuttoned around my heaving breasts. I was still too weak to move. I wonder what my parents would think, seeing me, their little princess, their good, beautiful, responsible girl, lying there for all the world to see in a dirty alleyway as the contractions from my orgasm made the parking boy's cum leak from my hole. If they could see na pinuno ng isang istambay, isang skwater, ng tamad yung kanilang prinsesa. I wondered what my friends would think. I wondered what my boyfriend would think, that some kanto boy made me cum harder than he ever did. That I was fucked and used like a cheap, dirty slut that you could pick up in Quezon Ave. and that I loved every second of it. Kinantot ako na parang anak lang ng labandera o driver o janitor. And that I loved it.
What happens after was kind of a blur. I vaguely remember him asking for my undies as a souvenir, and me letting him. I don't remember walking back to my car, I don't remember the drive home, and I don't remember climbing up to my room at home and falling into bed. When I came to in the morning, I was a mess. My clothes were rumpled, my makeup smeared, my hair all over the place, my pussy sore, and I had cuts on my legs and bruises all over my body. But I also had the glow of someone who had just had a fantastic f*ck. I was still in bed thinking about the night before when my younger sister came in. "Ate you were so drunk last night, you didn't even say hi to my boyfriend when you got home." It was true, I hadn't even noticed she was there. She then proceeded to tell me all about her night, but I wasn't really listening. I was processing everything that happened while she talked on. I wasn't sure how to feel about what happened. Guilt? For cheating on my boyfriend? Strangely, no. I dug deep into me, and yes, I still loved him, but no, I wasn't guilty. Shame? Hindi rin eh. I enjoyed it and I felt no shame about being used like that.
It was a long time after before I found out that someone had slipped something into my drink that night. Apparently, it was something that made you really horny. He was able to victimize two other girls that night. But in the end, I realized that what I did didn't come from the drug. It just unlocked something in me that I wanted all along. Deep inside, I had always wanted to be used by a strong, man, yung lalaking lalaki, na barumbado, bastos, at baboy. Mailbog. In my head, my image of an alpha male was someone in manual labor, who was dirty, coarse, uncouth, and animalistic. The best term for it would be madumi. Madumi sa loob at sa labas. And that was what turned me on. I liked being treated like a piece of meat. "Pamparaos lang", so to speak'. I liked it pag binabastos and binababoy ako. Despite what it would make you think, it made me feel like a woman. It made me feel like I was wanted, much more than the times I was courted with flowers and chocolates and dinners and dates. What I wanted was to be used for my pussy, used until the guy came, used until my pussy was sore, with no regard for me and my pleasure. Yung wala nang pakialam talaga sayo. I wanted men to see me and let go of all decency and morality. I found I liked having that effect on men.
It wasn't the drug that made me do it. If it weren't for that night, it would only have been a matter of time. Maybe not then, but eventually.
As I stood up and got ready for the day, I also knew one thing.
It wouldn't be the last.
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