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Submitted by on Thursday, 22 March 2018, 04:03 PM (21 hours ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags: , ,

It was not an easy road that i took
I stumbled and fall down my knees
Gathered up the last bit of myself
Tried to forget all the hurt and pain

I put up a wall inside my chest
Trying to protect that fragile heart
Desperately wanting to forget
But the more I try, the more it hurts

And then you came into my life..
It scared me

I was scared of the feelings I felt
The thoughts i think when i am with you
I was scared of the possibilities
That might happen if i accept you

I saw the wall.. breaking down
But I started to pick up the pieces
And fixed the wall to hide
Coz I know it's for the best

No, I thought it's for the best..

But sadness filled my heart
Emptiness numbed my core
Darkness swallowed my being
And then I realized I was wrong

As I started to break down that wall
The warmth of your love
Embraced me lovingly
Making me feel content

Assuring that I am safe
That I dont have to worry about anything
The past.. Must be left behind
The future, is just ahead of us

You made me smile again
And took my fear away
And so I decided to free myself
From that fear of falling in love again....

Restoration of Faith in "Loyal/Nice guys"

Submitted by on Thursday, 22 March 2018 (1 day ago)
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: ,

He is a responsible boyfriend and a husband material. He doesn't have dating apps on his phone because he doesn't want to be 'tempted'. His gf knows his password in fb and phone because he knows he doesn't have anything to hide. He is one of the guys that you look up to because of their loyalty and commitment to their other half.

What will be your reaction if one day, this friend of yours admitted that he thinks he loves you more than a friend?

I was so shookt when this happened to me. One year of friendship, we never had a thing. We never flirted with each other. We drink together with friends but we never say good mornings and good nights or other sweet bullshits. We are just friends. Yes, we had lots of drinking sessions but we are always with other friends too!

The only thing that I remember that could trigger his confession was the night when one of our co-workers actively flirted with me the whole evening while we were all 'celebrating' their postponed ball game. He was beside me the whole evening and kept telling the other players that I am his sister. It was normal because we joke about it all the time. 

Just like the old times, when I had a drink or two, I always text the people I was with that I got home safely so they would not worry about me.

He replied to me, "Mahal na yata kita kapatid. Love you."

I was shookt. It was so out of his character so I ignored it.

The next day,...

Second Time

Submitted by on Wednesday, 21 March 2018 (2 days ago)
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: , , ,

It was a year ago when I bravely gave myself to someone I only talked with for a short time. 

Two weeks?

And in two months, we only meet for a few times. Then, I let him go. Felt like, we just fucked each other. Yeah, I know.

However, I don't want to regret any second that I'm with you. I treasured all the memories and the emotions I felt because I know how genuine it was because I loved you. I hope you really loved me too, at least.

But I can not stay with you if you're already committed to someone else.
That's why I let you go even if I know you'll take with you a big part of me or it was you who will leave a deep scar in my being.

I think it was the latter. I was devastated. I missed you, or its only my memories of us deceiving me?
I miss myself.

I thought I will not enter another kind of relationshit again -- a relationship without label. I thought what we had will be the last lesson and the last kind of pain from dumbness I would allow. I thought I will not let my body be used out of lust. 

I promised I will never be stupid again. I promised not to be attached with words and shitty sugarcoated actions of a jerk but then again, I failed.

What's with the "commitment" that most people fear about? Hopeless.

I don't know what to feel anymore. Didn't imagine that I will reach this point of questioni...

Short Note to Myself

Submitted by on Saturday, 17 March 2018 (5 days ago)
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags:

Don't hate life just because it gives you tough situation like this.
It is only its way to prepare you for something better that you truly deserve.

So don't think that just because it happens to you for the second time would mean that there has a problem in you, no dear. Believe me, it happens to anyone.

Before the right man for you finds you, you have to be the right woman for him first. And in order for you to be "The One," getting hurt is inevitable as you will encounter people that will almost answer your question of, "Is he the one?" and yet none of them could stand tall and prove himself to you: leaving you hanging, unwanted, questioning your whole being, and the such.

That's when the cycle begins, until someone enters your life and turn that cycle into something extraordinary and makes your life different. Then maybe, just maybe, this one is the one you're looking for.
Don't beg for someone's attention, young lady. Don't settle for something temporary. Remove yourself from a relationship that has no such thing as "label." You deserve a man with substance who will make you his priority, his choice not an option.

Rest your mind now, please.

Don't. Overthink. Again.

Most of all, you deserve to take a rest from all of these shts....

Adik sa Pinay!

Submitted by on Friday, 16 March 2018 (6 days ago)
Posted in Confession: English | Categories: Anal, Erotic Couplings, Fetish, Group Sex, Taboo, Interracial Sex, Romance, Transsexuals, One Night Stand | Tags: , , , , , , ,

Hello - I am a foreigner, americano. When I was young, I was in the U.S. military and was sent to Philippines before the U.S. bases were closed there. Of course, we all know what goes on near military bases, and I'm not here to defend it. I'm just telling the truth, with all politics aside. I want to say first that I honestly admire and respect Pilipinos, your country and people are beautiful.

Being a teen at the time, the abundance of exotic looking, beautiful Pinays was overwhelming. To have such access at such a young age really affected my sexual development. I was not a virgin when I went to Pinas, but I was not very experienced either. I was therefore exposed to unlimited sex any time that I wanted, along with a choice of whatever type of sex act I desired. I was friends with many of the girls, whom I would see during the day when they were off work. Many of them were happy to make love with me, sometimes even in group situations, with or without compensation. My sexuality, for better or worse, was impacted heavily towards a preference (maybe even a fetish) for Pinay that lives on.

I spent six years in the Philippines, eventually tiring of the bars and night life. I married a wonderful Pinay and we have been together over 30 years. I settled down, but I have never tired not gotten over Filipinas. I do not cheat on my wife, at least not physically... but I am obsessed to this day with pretty young Filipinas, and all of my houghts and fantasies are...

Overly dramatic

Submitted by on March 14, 2018 (8 days ago)
Posted in Confession: True Story, English | Categories: Romance | Tags:

Maybe it's the fever that's talking but I'm becoming overly dramatic once again. Fvck this. It's funny that I think it's inappropriate to post something non-sexual here but anyway, I'd rather post my kadramahan here than in fb/ig. 

It's been almost a year. 

I promised myself to never view my ex's ig ever again. But like they say, never say never. Today, I came across our ig messages. I was shocked because I thought I already deleted everything that connects me to him. I got tempted to view his account.

He's happy now. 

With the girl he said he's just 'friends with'

"Do you think about me when she fvcks you? Could you be more obscene?" 

puntang-ina. Haha.

But looking at the bright side, it wasn't as painful as the first time I saw his ig with sweet photos and caption. Before, I couldn't stare at the photos for more than 3 seconds. And I could feel my breath getting heavier.

right now, it still stings. It still sucks. Because how come the person who betrayed you is out there with the girl he cheated you with?  How come the person who murdered your heart is out there living life to the fullest?

and how come i'm still hurting? I've made some progress and all since the last time I begged him to stay.

i know this is going to pass but writing it down eases the pain. Please don't cheat on anyone. You don't know how traumatic it can be for peop...


Submitted by on February 20, 2018 (1 month ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags:

Let me die even just for now
Let me die that everything
Will shutdown
Let me die that I may not feel
Nor see, nor hear
Let me die, and burn
That i may turn
Into ashes
Incognito, irrelevant, nothingness
From nothingness then I shall rise
Like a Phoenix
Little by little, I shall have
My glorious wings
My flurry of feathers
and my tears of healing
For now just let me die......


Submitted by on February 11, 2018 (1 month ago)
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags:

Hello. Are there ladies here who fantasize about group fucks? I think it's hot. Would love to hear what you think.

How do you fantasize about it? Do you like threesomes, foursomes, moresomes? How about gangbangs? There's nothing really wrong with fantasizing about those. There's nothing wrong with engaging in those acts, as long as everyone involved are of the right age and consenting.

Thanks. As you can probably tell. I'm bored. Maybe we can chat about the common fantasies that we have?...


Submitted by on February 9, 2018 (1 month ago)
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags:

The Coffee Lover

Sitting by the window, kissing the sun

Messy hair in a bun and a mug in hand

She finds the aroma of the coffee so enticing

The way she loves the smell of the new book she’s reading,

Underneath her white oversize shirt,

She touches herself as it aches to be hurt

Until her juice comes out her cage,

And contentedly turns the last page.


Tik tok … Tik tok …

She’s no longer being governed by clock

That idle hours makes her reminisce

Random moments of anger, fear and bliss,

There’s a tug of war within, guess she’s made at ego factory

But into the empty air she whispers her apology,

Crossing her fingers that her “sorry” will reach him eventually,

As she sighs and closes her eyes melancholy.

Nursery Rhyme

Pain, pain go away,

Leave this heart just for today,

Grant this soul a break, I pray.


“I love you…” He whispered. It’s genuine, I felt it.

With his fingers intertwined with mine and the tears in his eyes,

I can tell it was real.

He pulled me closer to his chest and kissed me on my forehead,

He said “I love you...” for the firs...

Who’s Counting?

Submitted by on February 3, 2018 (1 month ago)
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags:

Gents and ladies, I have a few questions I’m hoping you could help me with:

1. For the men, does it bother you if your woman has had quite a few sexual partners? Say more than 5. Or is this not an issue at all?

2. Ladies, do you tell your men honestly how many guys you’ve already slept with?

3. Do you think we owe it to our partners to tell them the truth or is that something we should keep to ourselves?

Thanks in advance for your insights. :)...

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