Filipinas: Nancy

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.
Hi. I'm Pete. Nancy was working in a restobar (restaurant/bar combination) as a waitress when I met her. In Angeles City, waitresses didn't normally go out on bar fines with customers, so I put that aside at first. Over the course of the evening, she was often at my table chatting me up. I decided to take my chances and asked her when she got off work. She looked at me and told me, "Midnight. What do you have in mind?"
"I thought I would take you for a bite to eat someplace where we can talk more freely," I replied.
"OK," she said. "I have never been out with a customer before, but you seem like a nice guy. I noticed that you only drink cokes and no alcohol. Why is that?"
"I stay away from alcohol because it will kill me if I drink it," I replied. "My body doesn't like it, and I want to live as long as I can."
"It will kill you?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied. "It seems that I am allergic to anything more than a tiny amount."
"That makes sense that you would stay away from it then," she said. "By the way, my name is Nancy. What's yours?"
I replied, "I'm Pete. I will stay here until you get off."
"I would rather you meet me at the café," she said. "I don't want anybody from the bar to know I am going out with a customer. What café do you want to go to?"
I named the café, and she said she would meet me there at midnight. Sure enough, she walked up to my table shortly after midnight. I had already ordered for us, and the food and drinks came while we talked. Nancy, like so many other girls I had met in Angeles City, was the oldest daughter in her family and had been sent off to make money to send back to the family.
Luckily for her, she hadn't been picked up by a recruiter, so she wasn't indebted to her employer for their expenses. It turned out that Nancy was from a village barely a hundred kilometers from AC, so it was easy for her to get there by bus. She even had money for a return ticket, if she needed it (but she didn't).
She started looking for a job right away, but she didn't want to be a dancer in a bar. She applied at several businesses around town with no success, so she finally ended up in the bar district along Fields Avenue. She was able to get a job as a waitress in the restobar where she now worked.
We sat there and talked through the small meal, and I eventually had to pay the bill. I told her that I would like to get to know her better, if she would like that. She asked, "Where would you like to go to talk?"
I said, "In my room, if that is OK with you. You can leave any time you want, and I will understand."
I have never been to a man's room, but I will go with you," she replied.
We headed to my room, and I stopped along the way for some orange juice and ice. She commented, "This is a nice room. Do you bring girls here often?"
I replied honestly, "You are the only girl I have ever brought to this room." I was never given the same room in the hotel, so since it was my first time staying in this room, I was being truthful. "Would you like some orange juice and ice while we talk?" I asked.
"Yes, please," she replied. I told her to sit on the bed while I made the drinks. Of course, a little bit of Everclear was added to her drink before I stirred it. When I returned with the drinks, she was sitting with her back against the pillow and headboard. "This is the first time I have been in a man's bed too," she said.
I replied, "Well, technically you are just 'on' the bed. You would have to get under the top sheet to be 'in' the bed."
She looked down and then pulled the top sheet over her legs. "OK, now I am in the bed." I liked where this was going. I gave her the orange juice mixture, and she liked it. It was quickly gone. I kept her glass filled as we talked, and I soon thought I knew her pretty well.
She grew up in a conservative Catholic family that had way too many children for the small house they lived in, she had never had a boyfriend or even a boy that was interested in her. I found that hard to believe, but after her fourth drink, I was sure she was telling the truth (from her perspective anyway).
After she told me about no boyfriends, I asked if it would be OK if I kissed her. She blushed but nodded her ascent. I leaned in and gave her a soft romantic kiss (that I believe every girl deserves as a first kiss). When the kiss ended, I asked if she liked that, and she nodded 'yes' again.
I asked if I could kiss her again, and she smiled at me. I took that as a 'yes' and leaned in for another kiss. This time, I used my hands to draw her into me, keeping them on her back and her sides. This kiss lasted longer, and I slipped my tongue into her mouth to dance with her tongue. That surprised her, Sincan Escort and she pulled back for a second before giving into her urges and kissing me back.
Soon, we were letting our tongues dance and explore each other's mouths with abandon. When our lips parted, she just said, "Wow."
"You liked that?" I asked.
Nancy replied, "Yes. I liked that very much. It made me feel very good. I feel tingly all over my body."
"It only feels better the more we do," I replied and then kissed her again without waiting for her reply. This time, I let my hands slide up her back inside of her top. I started to massage her back until she relaxed, and then I unhooked the back of her bra.
She broke the kiss and asked, "What are you doing?"
I replied, "The bra was in my way to give you a good back massage."
I guess that was good enough for her because she kissed me again as I freely massaged her back and sides. Of course, I let my hands wander a little to massage her side boobs too, but what man wouldn't? Soon, her top was pushed up to where it was above her breasts, and she was totally lost in the kisses.
I gradually moved the massage around to her front, and I was enjoying her breasts. They weren't big, but typical for most Filipinas, and they felt just right in the palms of my hands. I guess it felt good to her too, because she was moaning into our kisses and pressing her breasts against my hands.
Nancy had small nipples that stood proud of small areolas. Everything seemed to fit the package. I pushed her bra and top up to her neck, and she slid her arms out of them before letting them be lifted from her completely.
She said, "I have never done anything like this before, but it feels right with you, and you make me feel so good I can't stop." That was music to my ears, and I took it as her consent for me to go further. I kissed my way along her earlobes and neck until I was suckling at her nipples. "Oh my God," she said. "That feels so good."
I explored her breasts thoroughly until both nipples had their share and both breasts had evidence of hickeys forming. As I did that, Nancy was laying back against the pillow and squirming under my kisses and touches. While my lips concentrated on her breasts, my hands began to play around her shorts.
I could tell she was fast approaching the edge, but I didn't want to take her over that edge too quickly. That might allow her to think. So, I rubbed her crotch a bit and played with her button and zipper. Then, it was back to her crotch before pulling her shorts down a little. This continued until her shorts were dangling from one foot and her panties were soaked.
"I never knew it could feel so good," she exclaimed.
"Like I said, it only gets better," I replied. My index finger was now exploring the edge of the leg hole of her panties, and it was simple to slide it under and onto her slick vulva. She had already produced tons of natural lubrication and was only minutes away from climax. I hooked the sides of her panties and started pulling them down her legs. At first, she attempted to stop me, but then she released her grip and let her panties go.
When her panties came off, I switched my oral focus from her breasts to her pussy. Nancy's pussy was pink and beautiful. It was like a fully opened flower. My tongue found her labia and then her clit. She was about to protest, but when my tongue found her clit, her protest was swallowed and lost forever to the world.
Her hands found my hair, but instead of pulling me away, they pulled my head even closer to her pussy. With my hands free, and Nancy totally occupied with what I was doing to her pussy, I was able to slip out of my clothes. At last, my cock was free of its bounds.
I explored Nancy's pussy from one end to the other with both my tongue and my fingers. She was especially fond of me sucking her clit into my mouth, and finally her dam broke, and her orgasm came spilling out to consume her senses.
I quickly slid up over her until my cock was coated in her juices and pushed it deep into her vaginal entrance. Nancy's eyes opened, but she was still in the midst of her orgasm, so the slight pain of her hymen being torn was ignored. I pushed in deeper and deeper until I was against her cervix. I could feel her vaginal walls still spasming around my cock as I reached full depth.
I leaned down and sucked her nipple into my mouth again, knowing that her clit would be too sensitive to touch for a few minutes. My cock was slowly sliding in and out of her pussy as I suckled at her breast. She hadn't said anything since I entered her, and I was hoping that she wouldn't suddenly get angry.
I didn't need to worry. Her hips soon kicked into gear, and she was rocking her pussy to meet my strokes. Some girls just understand what to do without having to be told or shown. It wasn't long before I was looking down at a beautiful girl who was looking up at me as we did the dance of love.
We were Etlik Escort soon thrusting and withdrawing in a comfortable rhythm, which gradually sped up over time. I knew that I didn't have far to go, as I was already feeling my seed start to rise in my balls. I was hoping that she could quickly follow because she had already experienced a mind-blowing orgasm. Girls that I have known have often had a second orgasm shortly after their first if stimulation was continued.
I was certainly providing stimulation. My cock was repeatedly pressing against her cervix, and I could feel her vaginal walls squeezing my cock with every thrust and withdrawal. It didn't take too much of that before we were both crashing into orgasm. Spurt after spurt of hot sperm shot up into her womb as I pressed my cock tightly against her cervix. Nancy's vaginal walls were milking every last drop of sperm out of me.
I collapsed, rolling off to the side. I was glad that I had the forethought to place a towel over the bottom sheet because there was now a bloody spot on the towel under her bottom.
Nancy stared up at the ceiling and asked, "What have we done?"
"I believe it is called making love," I replied.
"Do you love me?" she asked.
"I don't know. Do you love me?" I returned.
"I'm not sure yet," she said. "I have never felt this way about anybody before, but I have a need to be close to you. Maybe over time, we will know if this is love. For now, I am just happy to be here close to you."
"Close is good," I replied. "Do you have anywhere you need to be?"
"No," she said. I am fine here for now."
It has always been funny to me how Filipinas place so much stock in keeping their virginity, but then after they lose it, it is as if it was nothing. Nancy wasn't the first girl to lose her virginity to me, but her reaction was fairly typical.
She snuggled up to me and was showering my face with butterfly kisses. "Do you want to sleep here with me?" I asked.
"I have nothing to wear," she replied.
"Perfect," I said. "A beautiful, naked woman laying next to me would be one of the best feelings there is. I can't think of a better way to fall asleep."
Nancy leaned over to kiss me again before she rolled and put her butt against my groin. "I wonder how much sleep we will get?" she asked.
"Maybe not much," I replied.
After a long flight in a cargo plane, it didn't take me long to fall asleep. Having a beautiful woman next to me just made it a lot more comfortable. There is something compelling about snuggling up to a smooth-skinned Filipina that I can't explain, but I know that it is real. They are warm, and yet you don't get overheated being next to them. It makes for a great sleep.
The other thing was that I was often having nightmares between missions, but I found that I rarely had a nightmare when I had a girl sleeping next to me. I know, that sounds crazy, but it was true. I treasured these times even more because of that.
It was about 0300 hours when I woke next. My cock had gotten hard and was between Nancy's legs. I slid it back and forth a bit, and it was becoming lubricated by her juices. A slight change in angle was all it took to pop into her vaginal entrance. I slowly slid in and out of her for several minutes until I felt my climax approaching. When it overwhelmed me, I thrust as far as I could up into her vagina and shot my sperm into her cervix.
Nancy never even woke during our late-night lovemaking, which was fine. My cock slipped out of her, and I fell asleep again. The next time I woke, my alarm was going off. "What is that?" she asked.
"Don't worry," I said. "I set the alarm early enough for us to have some more fun before I go to the base. Would you like to make love again here in the bed or in the shower?"
"Hmmm, you ask all the hard questions. How did you know that I would want to make love again?" she asked.
"Well," I said. "I guess NOT making love again would be a third option, if that is what you want."
"This is so new to me that I hardly know what to do, but I don't want to disappoint you," she said. "Let's try the shower and see how that goes. I could use a shower anyway. I am not looking forward to putting my panties back on."
I led Nancy into the shower, adjusted the water temperature and got us both wet. Then, I proceeded to scrub every inch of her body. She was surprised. "You are really getting me clean," she said.
"After I wash you, then you can wash me," I replied.
"Are you sure?" she asked. "I have never actually touched a man before."
"Hahaha," I laughed. "Then this should be fun for both of us. If I am right, you never had a man touch you the way that I did last night either. After we are both clean, I'm sure we can find something fun to do here in the shower."
One final rinse of her body (with plenty of finger play around her breasts and pussy), and it was her turn to wash me. She was hesitant at first, so Çankaya Escort I told her not to worry about anything. She wasn't likely to break me as long as she was gentle with my balls. So, Nancy started scrubbing my body, getting soap into every little nook and cranny.
Of course, she spent a lot of time soaping up and exploring my cock, and by the time I was soaped up I was also very hard. I got under the shower head and rinsed thoroughly, and then I turned my full attention to her.
I kissed her passionately under the running water until she finally sputtered, "You are trying to drown me."
I laughed, "Aww... You figured it out. I guess I will have to spear you instead." With that, I backed her up against the wall away from the shower head and lifted her until her legs were wrapped around my waist. Again, I kissed her passionately as one hand held her up and the other hand guided my cock into her vaginal entrance.
"Oh my God, that feels so big in me," she squealed. "Are you sure that you won't slip?"
"Not much worry of that," I replied, and I started thrusting and withdrawing in a nice rhythm.
"Oh wow!" she exclaimed. "That feels so good. I think you fit perfectly inside of me. It is as if we were made for each other."
"Maybe," I replied, but I felt this perfect match enough to know that many girls can fit my cock deep in their vaginas. In any event, it felt extremely good as I slid in and out of her. It wouldn't take very much of this before I was orgasming in her. Luckily, she was also showing signs that her climax was fast approaching.
Then, at almost the same time, we both saw a bright flash of light as our climaxes overtook us. Suddenly, as I held my cock pressed against her cervix, I was shooting long ropes of hot seed into her womb, and I was once again in Paradise.
After we both came down from our orgasms, I moved to rinse us both off again before we toweled off. Once back in the bedroom, we quietly dressed and then talked some more before we parted ways for the day. I asked if she would like to sleep in my room for the time I was here, and she replied, "Could I? Today is my day off. When do you get done at the base?"
"I will be back here at the hotel by 2 PM," I told her. "You can meet me in the lobby."
"OK," she replied. "I think I am falling in love with you." With that, we left the room on our way to our destinations. For me, that meant my normal routine, which, if you have read any of my other stories, you will already know. For her, that meant going back to her room to get some extra clothes.
When I returned that afternoon, Nancy was waiting in the lobby with a small bag across her lap. She rose as I entered, and we headed for the room. I said, "What should we do now?"
"I wonder," she replied.
I backed her up against the bed and laid her back, kissing her as we went. When she was flat on the bed, I asked, "How do you feel about losing your virginity?"
"At first, I was surprised," she replied, "I didn't know that was going to happen right then, but it didn't really hurt much, so I wondered why girls get so scared about losing their virginity. I know that our religion tells us to remain pure until we are married, but I wonder how many girls would still be pure if they knew how good it felt."
"It sounds like it was a good experience then," I said.
"Yes," she replied. "It was very good. I haven't been able to think of anything besides the feeling of your cock inside of me since we left the room this morning. I want more. I hope that doesn't make me a bad girl."
"Of course not," I replied. "God gave us sex that we might have joy. There is no way that it can be bad." I leaned down and kissed her deeply. "How do you feel about me then?"
Without hesitation, she replied, "I love you. I cannot be complete without you anymore."
"Well," I said, "I will be here this week, and then I will be in Southeast Asia for three or four weeks. Will you be here when I return?"
"I will be here, Pete," she replied.
I kissed her again. Then I asked her to take off her own clothes in the sexiest way she could think of. She looked at me funny, but then she rolled off the bed to stand next to it. "If I had a pole, I could do it better," she said. "The dancers in the bar always make it look so sexy." Nancy proceeded to remove all of her clothes, ending the striptease by twirling her panties around her finger and tossing them to me. "Was that what you wanted?"
"That was exactly what I was hoping for," I said. "Now, come here and take my clothes off of me, and do it as sexily as you can think of."
"OK," she replied. With that, she straddled me as she unbuttoned my shirt. She pulled it off of my shoulders and over her head, letting her breasts rub over my chest and up to my mouth. Next, she unbuckled my belt and pulled down my zipper. My button was soon undone, and she asked, "What do we have in here?" With that, she leaned down and ran her tongue over my boxers. "It feels really big. I think I should explore some more."
Nancy pulled my pants down my legs and off my feet. Then she slowly followed the same route with my boxers. Once they were off my feet, she once again straddled me and leaned over to feed me her nipple. At the same time, her pussy was sliding over my cock, getting everything nice and lubricated.