Filipino Sex Stories
Always The Bridesmaid, Never The Bride
Author's note: The Coke series is still on hold. Rest assured, however, that it will continue, and more parts will be written.
I'm trying to remember all the memories Precious and I shared. Of course, including our sexcapades.
I remember the girl but I don't remember the feeling. . . Hehehe.
Most likely after this two-part story, balik Coke series na. Or it depends pa rin.
Anyway, this is somehow related to the Coke series.
The woman in this story became my ex-girlfriend while Precious and I were in a relationship.
Err, no. Hindi ko pala sila pinagsabay.
THE NOTEBOOK
LENG and I crossed paths eight years ago or in 2013, nearly the same time noong naging kami ni Precious.
Classmate niya si Shaira, whom I mentioned in one of the chapters of the Coke series.
For reference, ito iyong part ni Shaira in one of the chapters of the Coke series:
Shaira hails from Dasmarinas, Cavite. Incoming fourth year college student ako noon and incoming sophomore naman si Shaira and Leng. They were enrolled with the same degree.
English majors like me.
Sadly, hanggang MU lang kami ni Shaira and hindi ko siya nakantot.
Hindi naman 100% ang accuracy rate na nakantot ko lahat ng babaeng naging girlfriend, MU, fling, kalandian, or nakilala ko noon.
69% siguro.
Pa-tweetums si Shaira, eh. But that time, she would stay in PUP and wait for me after my classes at night.
Inihahatid ko siya sa dorm niya sa Kalentong. So much of Shaira, hanggang dito lang dahil walang nangyari sa amin.
On the other hand, Leng is a native of faraway municipality of Baras in Rizal province.
What I failed to do on Shaira I succeeded on Leng.
Kantot. Maraming beses ko siyang iniyot.
Maraming beses ko ring winasak. . .
Ang puso niya.
Ang pagkatao niya.
Since I was famous in my college heydays, I believe until now, Leng and I were friends on Facebook and she was also one of my followers on Twitter.
Panay ang likes ni Leng sa mga Facebook post ko at tweet and one of the keys why she was enamored with me was she was a volleyball fan— an Ateneo Lady Eagles supporter.
It came handy that I am a journalist, a sportswriter even when I was still in college I was already earning thanks to my passion for writing.
It was a big help lalo na sa chicks dati like in the case of Leng.
At 5-foot-3, maganda si Leng and malaman. Not thicc but not slim.
Sakto lang, 34D tits and has a nice ass. Iyong hugis puso na puwet kapag nakatuwad.
Pukingina.
Tisay din si Leng.
"INSIGHT!"
This word was written in all caps on the blackboard by our professor in Creative Writing in one gloomy Thursday night class.
"Keep in mind when you write, it's important that your stories have insights. Kailangan may kaalaman, kabuluhan ang mga kuwento ninyo," he said.
"Hindi puwedeng sulat lang kayo nang sulat. Dapat may sense, may relevance, kahit ano pa iyang isinusulat ninyo."
That was my best semester in college, grades-wise. We had Campus Journalism and Creative Writing subjects kaya it was really the time I shone in class.
Both 1.0 ako sa dalawang subjects na nabanggit.
But I did not graduate with flying colors in college dahil I dropped one subject, Physical Education pa na swimming noong second year ako.
Puta naman kasi. 7 a.m. to 9 a.m. ang swimming class every Friday noon.
Every Thursday, nagco-cover na ako ng UAAP that time and nagco-contribute na sa Inquirer.
Laging pagod at puyat every Thursday kaya ang ending, hindi na ako nakakapasok sa PE class.
Nakapag-midterm practical exam pa ako kung saan pinatawid kami sa kabilang side from another side ng Olympic-size pool ng PUP.
Aftee midterms, hindi na ako pumasok sa swimming class. Iba na ang sinisid at pinasok ko.
Basa pa rin naman.
Sayang. Laging busog pa naman ang mga mata ko sa mga kaklase kong naka-swimsuit pati na sa ibang classes na may swimming subjects din. Hehehe.
Mula noon hanggang ngayon, tulog mantika talaga ako although kapag puyatan naman, G.
Buti nahabol ko iyong dropped subject na iyon na naging arnis na at 1.5 ang marka ko noong fourth year.
It was a Saturday. Gamit ng isang lower batch ang room namin.
N308.
Sina Shaira pala ang nagklase sa tila oven toaster sa init na silid.
Pag-alis nila, nakita pa ng mga classmate ko si Shaira and nag-hi ang ilan sa kanya.
Sa umpukan namin habang naghihintay ng prof. . .
"Pre, pansin lang namin, hindi na ata kayo nag-uusap ni Shaira."
"Oo nga. Last sem lang lagi mong kasama. Inihahatid mo pa sa Kalentong."
"Sabagay nandiyan na si Precious. Hahaha!"
"Iginilid ko muna si Shaira. Alam niyo naman na matapang si Precious. Tangina, parang tigre, eh."
"Pati nga si Rona, gilid din muna."
"Gago ka talaga ano? Dito pa lang sa PUP iyan. Alam namin sa ibang courses and colleges dito sa school mayroon ka. Sa labas? Si Jessica?"
"Ang pogi mo eh, noh? Hahaha!"
"Wala sa itsura iyan. Nasa Rene Descartes and nasa pagitan ng mga hita ko. That's the key, men."
"Tsaka si Jessica, naikuwento ko na sa inyo, high school pa lang, kaibigan ko na iyon."
"At hanggang doon lang talaga."
"Sige. Mga nasa masterlist ko ng chicks aside kay Precious dito sa PUP ng matahimik kayong mga putang ina ninyo. Hehehe."
Rona (CoEd)
Shaira (CoEd)
Bianca (Banking and Finance)
Joanna (Broadcast Communication)
Aero (Architecture)
Tel (CoEd)
Dee (CoEd)
Xy (Psychology)
Au (BSBA)
"Eh iyong outside PUP?" singit ng isang tukmol.
Ara (FEU)
Zel (UST)
Angeline (Ateneo)
Cess (EARIST)
Napanganga ang mga kaibigan ko sabay tawanan!
"Iba ka talaga, G! Hahaha!"
"Grabeng listahan iyan. Hayop ka!"
G's Girls.
Iyan ang tawag ng mga kaklase ko noong college sa listahan ko na iyon noon.
Honestly, ngayon while trying to recall, hindi ako sure, baka may nakalimutan pa nga ako.
Little did I know madagdagan ang listahan ko noon.
Si Leng.
Pagpasok namin sa room at pagupo ko ay may notebook na may sticker ni Taylor Swift ang naiwan.
That notebook belonged to Shaira's block.
May 1/2 index card sa loob with a photo.
Ang nakasulat:
"Leng" (real name withheld but this is her nickname) L (middle initial). A (surname).
Medyo tumigas ang titi ko sa loob ng black Hanes brief at blue pants ko that time.
Napapansin ko sa mga Facebook photos ni Leng na kita ang malalim niyang cleavage and iyong ngiti niya, sa dami ng babaeng dumaan sa buhay ko, alam kong may itinatago itong libog.
"Uy! Friend ko ito sa Facebook at follower ko sa Twitter ha. Liker ko pa nga," sabi ko sa sarili ko habang nagiisip ng next move.
"Hmmmmm. Maging like ko rin kaya si Leng?"
May karug. . .
I'm trying to remember all the memories Precious and I shared. Of course, including our sexcapades.
I remember the girl but I don't remember the feeling. . . Hehehe.
Most likely after this two-part story, balik Coke series na. Or it depends pa rin.
Anyway, this is somehow related to the Coke series.
The woman in this story became my ex-girlfriend while Precious and I were in a relationship.
Err, no. Hindi ko pala sila pinagsabay.
"Lift your head, baby, don't be scared
Of the things that could go wrong along the way
You'll get by with a smile
You can't win at everything but you can try."
THE NOTEBOOK
LENG and I crossed paths eight years ago or in 2013, nearly the same time noong naging kami ni Precious.
Classmate niya si Shaira, whom I mentioned in one of the chapters of the Coke series.
For reference, ito iyong part ni Shaira in one of the chapters of the Coke series:
Shaira hails from Dasmarinas, Cavite. Incoming fourth year college student ako noon and incoming sophomore naman si Shaira and Leng. They were enrolled with the same degree.
English majors like me.
Sadly, hanggang MU lang kami ni Shaira and hindi ko siya nakantot.
Hindi naman 100% ang accuracy rate na nakantot ko lahat ng babaeng naging girlfriend, MU, fling, kalandian, or nakilala ko noon.
69% siguro.
Pa-tweetums si Shaira, eh. But that time, she would stay in PUP and wait for me after my classes at night.
Inihahatid ko siya sa dorm niya sa Kalentong. So much of Shaira, hanggang dito lang dahil walang nangyari sa amin.
On the other hand, Leng is a native of faraway municipality of Baras in Rizal province.
What I failed to do on Shaira I succeeded on Leng.
Kantot. Maraming beses ko siyang iniyot.
Maraming beses ko ring winasak. . .
Ang puso niya.
Ang pagkatao niya.
Since I was famous in my college heydays, I believe until now, Leng and I were friends on Facebook and she was also one of my followers on Twitter.
Panay ang likes ni Leng sa mga Facebook post ko at tweet and one of the keys why she was enamored with me was she was a volleyball fan— an Ateneo Lady Eagles supporter.
It came handy that I am a journalist, a sportswriter even when I was still in college I was already earning thanks to my passion for writing.
It was a big help lalo na sa chicks dati like in the case of Leng.
At 5-foot-3, maganda si Leng and malaman. Not thicc but not slim.
Sakto lang, 34D tits and has a nice ass. Iyong hugis puso na puwet kapag nakatuwad.
Pukingina.
Tisay din si Leng.
"INSIGHT!"
This word was written in all caps on the blackboard by our professor in Creative Writing in one gloomy Thursday night class.
"Keep in mind when you write, it's important that your stories have insights. Kailangan may kaalaman, kabuluhan ang mga kuwento ninyo," he said.
In the same year where all these things happened to me in 2013, Megan Young bagged a historic first-ever Miss World crown for the Philippines.
Napaisip ako ngayon. Noon pa man, ang taas ng standards natin when it comes to beauty pageants.
Pero hindi kapag eleksiyon. Pilipinas, why do we keep on settling for "puwede na?"
We deserve so much better and so much more next year.
If we falter anew, anim na taon na naman tayong magdudusa.
G pa ba tayo for another next six years of misery?
"Hindi puwedeng sulat lang kayo nang sulat. Dapat may sense, may relevance, kahit ano pa iyang isinusulat ninyo."
That was my best semester in college, grades-wise. We had Campus Journalism and Creative Writing subjects kaya it was really the time I shone in class.
Both 1.0 ako sa dalawang subjects na nabanggit.
But I did not graduate with flying colors in college dahil I dropped one subject, Physical Education pa na swimming noong second year ako.
Puta naman kasi. 7 a.m. to 9 a.m. ang swimming class every Friday noon.
Every Thursday, nagco-cover na ako ng UAAP that time and nagco-contribute na sa Inquirer.
Laging pagod at puyat every Thursday kaya ang ending, hindi na ako nakakapasok sa PE class.
Nakapag-midterm practical exam pa ako kung saan pinatawid kami sa kabilang side from another side ng Olympic-size pool ng PUP.
Aftee midterms, hindi na ako pumasok sa swimming class. Iba na ang sinisid at pinasok ko.
Basa pa rin naman.
Sayang. Laging busog pa naman ang mga mata ko sa mga kaklase kong naka-swimsuit pati na sa ibang classes na may swimming subjects din. Hehehe.
Mula noon hanggang ngayon, tulog mantika talaga ako although kapag puyatan naman, G.
Buti nahabol ko iyong dropped subject na iyon na naging arnis na at 1.5 ang marka ko noong fourth year.
It was a Saturday. Gamit ng isang lower batch ang room namin.
N308.
Sina Shaira pala ang nagklase sa tila oven toaster sa init na silid.
Pag-alis nila, nakita pa ng mga classmate ko si Shaira and nag-hi ang ilan sa kanya.
Sa umpukan namin habang naghihintay ng prof. . .
"Pre, pansin lang namin, hindi na ata kayo nag-uusap ni Shaira."
"Oo nga. Last sem lang lagi mong kasama. Inihahatid mo pa sa Kalentong."
"Sabagay nandiyan na si Precious. Hahaha!"
"Iginilid ko muna si Shaira. Alam niyo naman na matapang si Precious. Tangina, parang tigre, eh."
"Pati nga si Rona, gilid din muna."
"Gago ka talaga ano? Dito pa lang sa PUP iyan. Alam namin sa ibang courses and colleges dito sa school mayroon ka. Sa labas? Si Jessica?"
"Ang pogi mo eh, noh? Hahaha!"
"Wala sa itsura iyan. Nasa Rene Descartes and nasa pagitan ng mga hita ko. That's the key, men."
"Tsaka si Jessica, naikuwento ko na sa inyo, high school pa lang, kaibigan ko na iyon."
"At hanggang doon lang talaga."
"Sige. Mga nasa masterlist ko ng chicks aside kay Precious dito sa PUP ng matahimik kayong mga putang ina ninyo. Hehehe."
Rona (CoEd)
Shaira (CoEd)
Bianca (Banking and Finance)
Joanna (Broadcast Communication)
Aero (Architecture)
Tel (CoEd)
Dee (CoEd)
Xy (Psychology)
Au (BSBA)
"Eh iyong outside PUP?" singit ng isang tukmol.
Ara (FEU)
Zel (UST)
Angeline (Ateneo)
Cess (EARIST)
Napanganga ang mga kaibigan ko sabay tawanan!
"Iba ka talaga, G! Hahaha!"
"Grabeng listahan iyan. Hayop ka!"
G's Girls.
Iyan ang tawag ng mga kaklase ko noong college sa listahan ko na iyon noon.
Honestly, ngayon while trying to recall, hindi ako sure, baka may nakalimutan pa nga ako.
Little did I know madagdagan ang listahan ko noon.
Si Leng.
Pagpasok namin sa room at pagupo ko ay may notebook na may sticker ni Taylor Swift ang naiwan.
That notebook belonged to Shaira's block.
May 1/2 index card sa loob with a photo.
Ang nakasulat:
"Leng" (real name withheld but this is her nickname) L (middle initial). A (surname).
Medyo tumigas ang titi ko sa loob ng black Hanes brief at blue pants ko that time.
Napapansin ko sa mga Facebook photos ni Leng na kita ang malalim niyang cleavage and iyong ngiti niya, sa dami ng babaeng dumaan sa buhay ko, alam kong may itinatago itong libog.
"Uy! Friend ko ito sa Facebook at follower ko sa Twitter ha. Liker ko pa nga," sabi ko sa sarili ko habang nagiisip ng next move.
"Hmmmmm. Maging like ko rin kaya si Leng?"
May karug. . .