Filipinas: Tara

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Author’s notes.

My stories are based on my personal experiences. They are NOT fiction or fantasy. Each story is as close to accurate to what actually happened as I can remember, and I have a pretty good memory (even many years later).

Nobody in this story was underage.

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Hi. I’m Pete. I met Tara when I went looking for Cindy from my last trip. Tara was Cindy’s roommate, but Cindy had gone home. Tara said that Cindy had talked about me a lot and only had good things to say about me. She said that she wasn’t Cindy, but then asked if I needed some company. Tara was very cute, and I responded that I would love some female company.

I asked her if she had other commitments, and she told me that she was between jobs right now, so no. I asked her if she would like to take several days’ worth of clothes and go with me to my hotel room. She smiled and started gathering clothes.

Tara’s suitcases were a couple of brown paper bags, which we stuffed into the trike with us for the ride back to my hotel. When we got to my room, I sat Tara down on my bed to talk. I told her that I wouldn’t commit to her after our time together was over, and she said she understood.

She said that she had fallen in love with the idea of me even before we met because of Cindy’s praise of me. Tara wanted somebody like that in her life, but if she could only have me for a week, then she would deal with that when the time came.

I said, “OK, but remember that I’m not going to promise a long-term relationship. Those haven’t worked out for me here in the Philippines.”

“I understand,” she replied. “But I dare you not to fall in love with me.”

“We’ll see,” I said.

Tara was from the island of Bohol near Cebu. She said they had chocolate drop hills all around their farm, which was beautiful, but the soil was poor. Therefore, her father had a hard time making a living. She had left home after high school and stopped in a few different cities looking for work before she ended up in Angeles City. Tara thought there were more opportunities in this city than other cities she had lived in. Even so, she missed her home and her family.

Tara was about five-foot tall and something less than a hundred pounds. Like a lot of Filipinas, she had long silky black hair that could have been used in a hair conditioner commercial. She had perfect light caramel skin, but even as light as she was, she still wanted to be lighter. Myself, I thought Filipinas had the most beautiful skin in the world. I would never have changed it. Tara’s body was nice, with breasts bigger than most Filipinas, but a thin waist to offset them. She had great curves, unlike most Filipinas.

Tara’s eyes were clear and bright, as was her smile when she was happy. She had perfect white teeth, which I have never understood knowing how little attention was paid to teeth in the Philippines. Most Filipinas I met had good teeth, and I was constantly surprised by that. I guess they had some secret that I wasn’t aware of.

I asked if Tara had eaten, she quietly said, “No,” so we got up and continued our conversation over dinner. I asked her if she ever had a boyfriend and she said, “No.” I asked if she had ever been with a man, and she said, “No.” I asked if she was sure that she wanted to be with me, and she said, “Yes, more than anything.” I knew from this conversation that Tara would be disappointed when I left because I didn’t want to make any more commitments.

We walked back to my room in the hotel, and she commented on how many bars there were on this street. I simply agreed and left it at that. When we got to my room, I locked the door and went over to where she was standing, took her in my arms and kissed her. “Wow,” was all she said.

I continued to kiss her while my hands wandered around her body. I was testing her to see if she really wanted this before I continued. Tara jumped a few times when I touched sensitive places, but she quickly settled down after the initial shock.

“Do you like this?” I asked.

“This has been my dream since Cindy told me about you,” she replied. “Yes, I like this.”

I unzipped her and then reached for the bottom hem of her dress and pulled her dress up and over her head. She was left there in only her bra and panties. She moved to cover herself, but I took her hands and moved them to the back of her neck. Then, I kissed her deeply, and her hands wrapped around my neck and pulled me into her.

My hands went behind her to unhook her bra and then returned to the front to touch her breasts softly. She started to shiver. I tweaked her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and then squeezed her breasts in my palms. She almost fell down from the sensation. I had one last task, and that was to drop her panties to the floor. ankara escort She stepped out of them, and I backed her up against the bed and sat her down.

I was still fully clothed, so I asked her to undress me. This was the ultimate test to see if she really wanted this, but I was surprised at how fast all of my clothes piled up on the floor around my feet. Well, that settled it. This was going to happen. I reached for her pussy and found it wet, so I leaned her back and lay on her. She immediately spread her legs, thinking that I would thrust into her now, but I had other plans.

I kissed her deeply. Then I kissed the tender flesh of her earlobes and neck. When I was satisfied that she was heating up (she had a flush on her neck and upper chest), I moved my lips down to her breasts and nipples. Suckling an innocent girl’s breasts is one of my favorite things, so I spent a lot of time there. By the time I was finished, she had little hickeys all over her breasts, her nipples were standing proud, and she was quivering.

Tara didn’t expect me to continue down over her tummy to the little tuft of hair and beyond, but I did. When my tongue touched her vulva, she squealed, “Oh no, not there,” and clamped her legs together.

I replied, “This is my favorite place to be. You wouldn’t deny me, would you?”

“No, but it is dirty,” she said.

“It isn’t dirty. It is sweet, and I love doing this. If you will be with me, this will happen often,” I replied.

“Oh, OK,” she whispered, and her legs slowly fell apart to give me access. She was happy that she did when I started licking and sucking the various bits in her pussy. Her labia and clit were very sensitive, so I had to keep moving around to avoid over-stimulation.

Her vaginal entrance had no evidence of a hymen, either intact or broken. It wasn’t until I slid a finger up into her vagina that I discovered her hymen. I was used to hymens at the entrance, or just inside, so this deep hymen was interesting. Women are each unique, and I would never get tired of exploring their bodies.

She was already wet, but I decided to bring her to orgasm before entering her with my cock, so I fingered her vagina while I sucked her clit and labia. It wasn’t long before her climax came crashing down over her, consuming her mind and body. “Aaaiiiieeee,” she screamed.

As soon as her orgasm started, I moved up her body, set my cockhead into her vaginal entrance and pushed. It actually took three hard thrusts before I went through her hymen, but she was still orgasming, so I think the pain was subdued. She jumped, but didn’t scream again as my cock tore her shield and bottomed out against her cervix.

I paused there until after her climax had ended to give her a moment to adjust. “Are you OK?” I asked.

“Yes,” she replied. “I am fine. You are really big, aren’t you?”

I started thrusting in and out of her, and even though I had bottomed out against her cervix, her vagina was stretchy, so I was able to still get the last inch or so of my cock into her. She was pulling me to her every time I thrust, and soon her hips were rocking in a steady rhythm to match mine. “God, this feels good,” Tara said.

“I’m glad that you waited for me to do this with you,” I commented.

“I am too,” she replied. She kept the pace fast, and it wasn’t more than five or six minutes before I felt the excitement grew and then burst in my loins. Soon, long ropes of my sperm were being shot through her cervix and into her womb. Her body was convulsing around me, and she went into meltdown again as I filled her with my seed. I was once again in paradise as a haze engulfed my brain and I was consumed by the pleasure I was feeling.

Tara was sated, and literally passed out with my cock still filling her pussy. I rolled just enough that my weight wouldn’t crush her and fell asleep with her.

It was a few hours later when I woke. She was laying there under me playing with my hair and smiling. “I take it that you enjoyed our first time together,” I said.

“Oh, yes. It was everything I had dreamed of,” she replied. “I will stay with you for as long as you will have me. I hope you will fall in love with me, but even if you don’t, I think this will be a wonderful experience.”

I replied, “I can’t, and won’t, make any commitments to you right now. My life could be cut short at any time, and I can’t risk leaving someone who would never know what happened to me. It will be bad enough if my parents and siblings have to deal with not knowing my fate.”

She was suddenly wide-eyed. “What is it that you do anyway?”

“I can’t tell you that,” I said, “but know that my job is in Indochina and it is very dangerous. Several of my friends are already dead doing this job.”

“Oh my God. I had çankaya escort no idea,” she cried. “I guess the Cindy didn’t tell me everything about you.”

I replied, “She wouldn’t have, as I will ask you not to tell anybody what I have just revealed to you. Do you want to stay or go now that you know more about me?”

“I want to stay,” she said softly. “I want to be with you. Cindy told me that you have bad dreams, and now I understand why. I want to be here with you to keep the dreams away.”

“OK then,” I replied. “You can stay as long as you want or until I leave on my next flight.”

I took her in my arms and kissed her deeply. She was getting the knack of how to kiss properly by now, and her tongue was dancing with mine as I kissed her. My hands went to her breasts and softly caressed them.

I shifted over until my cock was once again lined up with her vaginal entrance and then gently slid it back into her. She gasped at the sensation of my cock filling her and pulled me in for another deep kiss.

I set up a rhythm, and she responded by rocking her hips in time with each thrust. My cock was driving into her with increasing force and speed as we traveled together toward climax. Just before I was sure that I was about to cum, she asked if we could try a different position. Tara got on her knees and elbows, and I drove into her from behind. Since I was already about to blow before, it didn’t take long before my cock was pressed against her cervix filling her womb with sperm.

I rolled off, and she nestled in beside me with her head on my shoulder. This seemed to be the most natural position to sleep with a Filipina. They generally aren’t heavy enough to put your arm to sleep or cause discomfort, and they are very cuddly against your side.

When we woke in the morning to my alarm, I decided to let her stay in my room while I was on-base. I would just lock up my bag, and then I wouldn’t have to worry about Tara getting into something she shouldn’t.

We showered together, and after we were soaped up, I did the same thing I had with Cindy by facing her to the wall with her hands supporting her, and slid into her from behind. Tara liked this position just as much as Cindy had, and she was soon shaking with an orgasm. I couldn’t take much of that, and I was again soon filling her womb with my sperm.

We soaped up again, rinsed and dried off before I dressed and left the room. I gave her the room key and some money for breakfast and lunch, kissed her and headed for the base. “Hurry back to me as soon as you can,” she said as our lips parted.

“I will be back at about one this afternoon,” I said.

“OK. I will be here,” she replied.

There was nothing unusual about this day. I changed at the gym into my running clothes, ran five miles, went back to the gym to shower and checked in with my contact. Then, I went to breakfast at the mess hall, off to the armory and out to the range to fire my weapons, back to the armory, then to the gym for my exercise routine and another shower and back to the mess hall for lunch.

After lunch, I stopped in at the BX for some drinks, some snacks and a nightie for Tara. Even if she didn’t wear the nightie much when we were in bed together, I figured that it would give her something to wear in the room while I was on-base, and she could sleep in it after I left.

I headed back to the hotel and went right up to my room. I knocked, and Tara immediately answered. When she knew it was me she immediately said, “I love you. I missed you.” After she let me in, she said that housekeeping had been by earlier to change the sheets. Now, we had fresh sheets again to play on.

I sat on the bed, and Tara straddled my legs and pushed me back on the bed. She was immediately kissing me and pulling her blouse over her head. This girl had definitely shifted into high gear. Whereas she had been a fairly shy virgin when I met her, she was now initiating sex with me from a dominant position.

I assisted her by removing my own clothes as quickly as I could. By the time she had removed all of her clothes, I was holding my stiff cock in line with her vaginal opening. It only took a short thrust and we were coupled. She looked at me in wonder as to how we had gone from greeting to full-on sex in such a short time.

Tara looked down at me and asked, “Will you think of me as a slut?”

“Of course not,” I replied. “A slut is a woman who has casual sex with multiple men. You were a virgin yesterday, and as far as I know, I am the only man you are planning to have sex with.” Then, I thrust up into her and ended the conversation.

She pushed back as I thrust into her, sending my cock fully into her depths. She was bouncing up and down on me as I was forcefully thrusting kızılay escort up into her. My cock was pressing against her cervix every time I drove into her, and minutes later her pussy was contracting around my thrusting cock. My cock responded by unloading spurt after spurt of my seed into her womb.

Once again, we collapsed. With her head on my shoulder Tara asked, “What will we do if I get pregnant? You have been shooting lots of sperm into me. Some of it might find an egg.”

I wondered when It would dawn on Tara that we were having unprotected sex. “We will deal with that if it happens,” I replied and closed my eyes.

It was interesting that not one single girl ever suggested to me that we should use a rubber during sex. I don’t think it was taught in Philippines schools, and as far as most Filipinas were concerned, using condoms was a sin. However, some girls did ask what we would do if they got pregnant.

When we woke, it was time to go to dinner. I decided on a little nicer restaurant this evening, and we even got a bottle of wine to go with dinner. We talked a lot during dinner. Tara told me a lot about Bohol, how beautiful it was and how there were big stone Spanish mission churches around the island. It would be many years before I got the chance to see for myself, and it was, indeed, beautiful.

We went back to the room, and I gave Tara her nightie. She removed the tags and tried it on. It fit her well (it was a baby doll nightie) and she commented on how sheer it was. I said, “It isn’t for wearing in public. It is for seducing your man in the privacy of your bedroom.”

“Oh,” Tara replied. “Then I will put it on now and seduce you.” She went into the bathroom and changed into her new nightie. She was stunning when she returned. She performed a little pirouette and the bottom of the nightie spun out exposing her bare pussy. Yes, that was certainly seductive.

I stood and took her in my arms. I wanted to touch her all over, but I wanted to keep the nightie on her. My hands went up under the nightie and caressed her soft breasts and I lifted her to wrap her legs around my waist. She was kissing me madly with her arms wrapped around my neck. Between kisses, she was saying, “I love you, I love you, I love you,” over and over again. It was enough to make me feel loved.

I laid her down on her back and quickly finished undressing. She released me enough that I could move my lips down to her pussy. She understood what I was about to do this time and spread her legs wide. Her pussy smelled so good and tasted so sweet, and soon there were juices flowing freely out of her.

I slid a finger into her vagina, and was motioning ‘come here’ inside of her, while I licked and sucked her clit. She was soon at the edge of climax, and I slid up to finish the job with my cock. I let her position my cock at her vaginal entrance before I pushed slowly into her wetness.

Tara’s juices were flowing out of her even as my cock was sliding in. The room was filling with the sounds of sex as we squished every time we came together. It is truly beautiful music, especially when combined with the sounds of a Filipina coming unglued on your cock Moans followed squeals that followed Ooo’s and Aaah’s.

Tara went into meltdown while I continued to thrust in and out of her body. Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. And I shot my seed deep into her womb as her cervix and vagina opened and contracted to let it pass. When I was completely spent, I leaned down to kiss her deeply.

Again, Tara whispered that she loved me before falling asleep in my arms. I never had a nightmare while I was with Tara, which allowed me to rest much, much better than if I had been alone. I was thankful to have her with me. However, I was still hesitant to make any commitments to her. Commitments to a Filipina just hadn’t worked out for me.

We slept a long time that night, only waking once to make love. In the morning, we had sex in the shower, and I headed off for the base, while she stayed in the room. She hadn’t used any of the money I gave her the day before, so I mad her promise to get something to eat today.

The next three days were pretty much the same, except that the last day I received notification of my next flight. After dinner, we went back to the room and had sex several times before falling asleep. After we showered the next morning, I kissed her goodbye, we grabbed our bags, and we headed out the door for the last time. I had no idea what I would do on my return trip through Clark … IF I made it that far. I decided to put it out of my mind for now and headed for the base terminal.

As it turned out, Tara headed for home before I returned because she was never able to find any job other than as a prostitute, which wasn’t what she wanted, so I never saw her again. Another roommate gave me a letter from her when I returned to Angeles City, but nothing happened with that roommate and I never followed up to find Tara, so that was the end of the Tara’s story.

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