Filipinas: Pearl

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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).

These stories are posted in the order that they happened, so if you want to read them first to last, just read the story with the oldest publish date first and then move through the stories from oldest to newest, and you will be reading them in order.

Nobody in this story was underage.

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My name is Pete. I was an American expat, living in Angeles City north of Manila. Angeles City was the home of Clark Air Force Base before it closed down in the early 90’s. After college, I went to work for the Air Force at Clark. It was good work that didn’t involve risking my life, had good hours and allowed me plenty of time to pursue my main hobby … Filipinas.

I first went to Clark in 1968, and loved the climate and the women, so I returned many times before deciding to move there (well, part of that had to do with my job). Now, I was permanently staying there and living a great life … an expat in paradise. After the base closed after the Mount Pinatubo eruption, the area was dead for a while, but I was able to get a job representing an American company in the Philippines. I once again made Angeles City my home. Even though it was just a shadow of its former self when the base was open, it had everything I needed at the time.

I met Pearl when I walked into a girly bar in Angeles City in the Philippines. Yes, I sometimes went into bars if I couldn’t find girls outside of the bars. I did not, however, take out any of the regular bar girls. Pearl had graduated from high school the previous year in a small town on Leyte, and she was still a virgin in every way imaginable. She was possibly the most innocent girl that I had ever met, and I had met a lot of innocent Filipinas over the years.

Now, if you haven’t read my other stories, it may seem strange that a guy could meet a virgin in a strip joint where customers regularly take girls out for the night, or even in the district where most bars were located, but in Angeles City, it was not uncommon. Many girls go into the bars thinking they will find a foreigner, preferably an American, who will want to marry them. Marrying an American is a huge dream for a lot of young Filipina bargirls. Unfortunately, that ship had sailed when the base closed down.

It is important for bar girls to be able to communicate with the customers in a bar, if she wants to have a chance at happiness with a foreigner, and Pearl spoke English very well. That isn’t rare, since English is one of the two official languages in the Philippines, and anybody with any education is at least somewhat fluent.

It turned out that Pearl had started university before she ran out of money halfway through her first semester, so she was more educated than many girls from the provinces. That didn’t make her any less innocent, as she had absolutely no experience with men.

Pearl was a good Catholic girl, and she had never been taught anything about sex by anybody, not by her parents, not by the schools, not by anybody. She had no idea how sex worked, and she barely knew what sex was.

Virgins in Philippine bars are called “cherry girls.” Although a guy can take them to his room, the mamasan (who is in charge of the girls) usually makes it very clear that the girl is a virgin, and you are not to have sexual intercourse with her.

The bars do this because they can radically bargain up the price for a customer who wants a virgin and is willing to pay for the privilege of breaking her cherry. Most guys either back out (and don’t take the girl) or agree to the mamasan’s rules.

I always used the line that “I won’t do anything the girl doesn’t want to.” That seemed to satisfy most of the mamasans, and it left me a lot of latitude.

This particular night, as I walked into a bar on Fields Avenue (that I had been in many times), I noticed a beautiful young girl that I had never seen before sitting at a table with some other girls. I asked one of the other girls at the bar about her, and was quickly told she was so-and-so’s cousin and that she was a cherry girl named Pearl.

I immediately asked to have Pearl to sit at my table, and we chatted for a couple of hours. She told me that she was from the small village of Padre Burgos at the south end of Leyte, that her cousin had recruited her for this job, and that the bar had paid for her transportation costs to come to Angeles City.

That meant Pearl was in debt to the bar, and I knew that because of that, she had to do whatever they said. She was staying with her cousin and several other girls in an apartment a few blocks away from Fields Avenue.

It wasn’t unusual for several girls to share a small apartment, so they could send money home to their families. Families are very important to Filipinas, and they typically send more money home than they keep themselves.

It bursa escort bayan is customary in the Philippines that, if a guy asks a bargirl to sit with him, he will buy her what they call, “lady drinks” which are basically soda pop or tea that cost more than the alcoholic drinks. Pearl went through a few lady drinks while we sat there.

In the course of our conversation, I told her that I thought she was very beautiful and that I thought I might be falling in love with her. When I said that, Pearl went through an amazing transformation. Her whole face lit up, and after that she only had eyes for me. The change was noticeable. It was as if Pearl had suddenly fallen deeply in love with me. In addition, she didn’t ask for any more drinks even though she and I sat there for quite a while.

Pearl started asking me questions like, “Where are you from in America?” and “Why isn’t a handsome man like you married?”

I replied, “California” and “I haven’t found the right girl yet.”

We talked a while longer, and I was sure this girl was the one I was looking for. Finally, I called the mamasan over to tell her that I wanted to bar-fine Pearl and take her to my apartment. The mamasan went through the whole bar-fine rules routine.

She said, “You cannot fuck Pearl. Blow job and touching are OK, but you can’t fuck.”

And as always, I said, “I won’t do anything Pearl doesn’t want to.”

The mamasan looked sternly at Pearl (at which Pearl cowered) and then the mamasan took my bar-fine money (a bar-fine is supposedly the money paid to the bar to make up for the loss of the girl’s time hustling drinks from customers, but half goes to the girl), and off we went to my apartment a few blocks away.

When we got to my apartment, I told Pearl that I would like to take a shower, and that she could watch TV and then take her shower as soon as I came out. That was exactly what we did.

Of course, while she was in the bathroom (called a comfort room or CR in the Philippines), I turned off the TV to get rid of any distraction. When Pearl came out of the bathroom, she had a bath towel tightly wrapped around her body, and quickly laid down on the bed next to me.

Some people think that Asian girls can’t blush (because of their caramel-colored skin), but the blush across Pearl’s face and upper body was evident even in poor light. I had turned off all the lights except a small night light because many Filipinas are very shy about having lights on in an intimate situation. The night light (plus light coming in through the windows) gave me plenty of light to see Pearl and enough light to maneuver however I needed to.

As I suspected, when I finally got the towel partially unwrapped from her (which Pearl resisted somewhat), she had her bra and panties on under her tightly-wrapped towel. I started gently kissing Pearl and told her how lovely she was, how good she smelled and felt, how smooth her skin was, and how I didn’t want anything to come between us.

At length, Pearl finally let the towel completely fall away so it was just laying underneath her. I started kissing her deeply, which was difficult because many Filipinas (Pearl included) don’t instinctively know how to kiss. After a few awkward attempts, Pearl finally figured out what she was supposed to do and let her tongue dance with mine.

Throughout the kissing session, I kept telling Pearl how beautiful she was and how lucky I was to have found her, and how I was sure that this would be the beginning of a very long relationship … provided that things went well tonight.

Every time I mentioned love (and I did it often), or complimented her on her beauty, or told her that I thought this would turn into something special, she held me tighter and opened up her body a little more to me. It was as if her resolve was slowly melting to the prospect that I might be her loving husband one day.

After a while, by moving my hands around her body, I had unclipped and slowly removed her bra, had slipped off my boxers (which she never noticed because of the lack of light), and was sucking her nipples, making her shiver and moan in delight. Pearl said she had never had anybody kiss her, let alone suck her nipples before, and she found the sensations wonderful.

At one point she said, “This is making me tingle between my legs and inside my tummy.”

I asked, “Does it feel good to you?”

Pearl replied, “It does, but I don’t understand why I am feeling things down there.”

I replied, “It doesn’t matter as long as I am making the one I love feel good.”

I reached down to her soaked panties, and started to rub her through the satin cloth. She panicked and tried to move my hand away, but I told her she had nothing to worry about since she still had her panties on, because nothing could happen like that.

Then I said, “You know that I am falling in love with you. Don’t you want me to make you feel good?”

She held my hand in place for a minute, but then she repeated, “I love you” and let me continue, and put her hands on my head. görükle escort I soon had Pearl worked into a lather with my finger on her clit. She was just about out of control with little squeals coming out of her with every breath.

I kissed my way down to her thighs and then back to her crotch when she tried to stop me one more time by momentarily holding my head. I backed off, kissing her thighs again, but I told her, “You know that I love you,” and I again convinced her there was nothing to fear as long as she had her panties on.

Because Pearl was so timid, I decided to backtrack to make sure that she was beyond stopping me. I slid back up her body to suck her breasts some more. After I thoroughly sucked her nipples again and rubbed her clit through her panties, I once again slid down Pearl’s body planting kisses on her skin as I went. Pearl shivered every time I kissed her. I started licking her pussy through her panties and around the edges.

After I had licked her through her panties for a while, I was eventually able to slide her panties to the side without her noticing so I could suck her pussy and clit directly. Pearl was getting hotter and hotter until she was going wild, and I kept up my assault on her clit as her body became increasingly rapturous. At this point, she was focused on an overwhelming pleasure that she had never before experienced.

Pearl kept saying, “I have never felt this way before in my life” and “I love you so much.”

Her panties were in the way and becoming a bother, so I started slowly sliding them up her legs and out of my way. By the time I slipped her panties up off her bottom and past my mouth, Pearl didn’t even resist.

She just concentrated on pushing her pussy against my face as I continued to lick and suck her clit. It was as if all feeling had left the rest of her body and all thought had left her head except for those thoughts focused on the delightful feelings coming from her pleasure button.

Again, I told her, “I think I love you Pearl” to which she hummed with happiness.

Once Pearl’s panties were out from under her bottom, and above my head, it was simple to slowly slide them off one leg and let them dangle on her other ankle. Pearl even helped the process a little by wiggling her foot out of the first leg hole when she felt they were binding her (probably without even realizing what she was doing).

Now that her panties were no longer in the way, those lovely smooth legs alternately clamped the sides of my head and spread as wide as she could get them. Even now, I continued to tell her how much I thought I was falling in love with her, and how sweet and special she was. In return, Pearl was now enthusiastically professing her undying love for me and telling me how good what I was doing felt to her.

Finally, I felt her start to shudder in first rapture, but I didn’t want her to go into full climax, so I backed off. I slid and kissed my way up over her to kiss Pearl deeply on the lips and then suckle her inviting nipples again.

She was a little hesitant to kiss me because her pussy juice was on my face, and I knew she would taste herself in my kiss. But then, Pearl completely surrendered to my will and to my kiss, and she enthusiastically kissed me back, running her tongue around the inside of my mouth.

I let my cock slide along her slit a little, bumping against her clit. Pearl, of course noticed, and she again said, “The mamasan said we can’t have sex,” but her voice now had much less commitment in it.

I moved her hand down to my cock and told her, “Use my cock to rub your clit, so you can finish climaxing, and with you controlling it, nothing bad can happen.”

Pearl held my cock and rubbed it around on her clit, but after a few moments she complained that it wasn’t as good as when I rubbed it. So, I put my hand down to her vulva and started rubbing her clit again.

Soon, Pearl forgot what she was doing and released my cock with her hand, and the head of my cock slid naturally down into the entrance to her pussy. As I rubbed her clit and sucked her nipples, and she rocked her hips against me, my cock just naturally started to slip and slide deeper between the lips of her pussy. My cock was already completely lubricated from sliding around in her juices.

The cockhead had slipped in about an inch when I felt it come up tight against her hymen. One quick shove before she could say anything, and my cockhead was completely through her hymen, my thick cock buried about three or four inches into her now bloody pussy.

Pearl’s eyes, which had been closed, suddenly opened, and she looked up at me with a startled and pained look.

I told her, “I love you more than anything at this moment.”

She started to say something, but instead of throwing a fit or crying (though she did shed some real tears because of the sharp pain of her torn hymen), she just pushed her hips down against my cock, taking my cock all the way up to her cervix. She was still for a minute, but then she started to slowly bursa escort bayan fuck against me.

“God,” I thought. “Her pussy is tight.”

I fucked her for a long time in variations of the missionary position, slowly at first, and then gradually I shifted to a deep, hard pounding, bouncing both of our bodies off the bed. Her pussy was the tightest, and yet softest that my cock had ever been in.

I slowed down several times to extend our pleasure, but finally couldn’t hold it anymore, and I finally dumped my entire load of sperm through her cervix and into her womb. I was in paradise. Pearl laid there under me with her eyes wide open.

She could feel my warm seed being pumped forcefully into the place where she was sure there was an egg waiting. I lay there, impaling her with my throbbing cock, while I kissed her all over her face and whispered more sweet nothings to her.

I could see that Pearl’s emotions were very confused. She was still crying softly, but at the same time she was smiling and covering my face in soft butterfly kisses.

She kept whispering, “I love you, I love you, I love you” over and over again.

When my cock finally slipped out of her pussy (which took a while because I didn’t want to leave her body), there was blood on my cock, around her pussy, and on the towel that had been wrapped around her. A small amount of cum mixed with blood was slowly running out of her vaginal entrance. I guess my cock had not been tightly sealed against her cervix, so some of my load hadn’t completely entered her womb.

However, instead of crying about her lost virginity, she hopped up, went into the bathroom, rinsed out the towel and cleaned up the mess on both of us. When she was done cleaning everything up and hanging the washed towel in the shower, she got back into bed with me (still naked).

She softly told me, “I love you, and I hope that you really love me too.”

Pearl gave me a long passionate kiss (which I returned freely), and then she snuggled her back against me and quickly fell peacefully asleep in my arms.

Pearl didn’t climax with my cock in her that first time (probably because the initial entry had been quite painful for her). However, I woke during the night with my erection wedged in between her thighs just below her pussy.

I reached around and positioned the tip at the entrance to her pussy again and started slowly sliding in and out (she was still well lubricated from the large amount of cum left in her, so my cock slid in and out easily). Pearl woke with a start, but when she realized what was happening, she started pushing back against my cock.

We fucked like that on our sides for a while, and then I pushed her up onto her hands and knees (which she resisted at first because she didn’t know what I wanted to do). In that position, I quickly regained entrance into her pussy, and I was able to get even deeper penetration, pushing into her cervix with every stroke. Soon, I was rubbing past her g-spot with every thrust.

Pearl was blabbering about how good it felt, and she was creaming all over my cock. This time, she climaxed several times before I shot another large load of cum into her pussy and deep into her womb. After the climax, she didn’t even bother to clean either of us up, and both of us just fell asleep again with my cock still stuffed deep inside of Pearl’s pussy.

In the morning, Pearl and I showered together and then made love a few more times in various positions. Later in the day, Pearl went to get her things from her apartment to move into my place with me. We made love like rabbits after that. Pearl was trying to get pregnant with me but somehow failed (God only knows why), and she certainly orgasmed many times on my cock during the next few months while she was my girlfriend and living with me in my apartment.

After a while, Pearl started getting very clingy, and although she was still working in the bar (it is very hard for girls to get out of their contracts with the bars), she got very jealous whenever she saw me talking with another girl (under any circumstances). Clinginess and jealousy are quite common among Filipinas in general, and bar girls are no different. I was getting very tired of her clingy behavior and frequent fits of jealousy, and so I found an excuse to get upset myself, which isn’t hard when dating a bar girl.

One night, when I had to go out of town, Pearl got bar-fined by one of my friends (who she didn’t know). My friend then took her to his room and fucked her, since she was no longer off limits for sex (and since I had told him to try his hardest to fuck her).

Pearl knew the rules of the bar, and when she went with him, she had accepted that she would get fucked (even though she tried at first to pretend that she was still a cherry girl and was reluctant to let him between her legs). However, he soon forced the truth out of her (because he did know the rules) and fucked Pearl multiple times that night.

When I returned the next day, Pearl and I had a fight, and Pearl got very angry (that I wouldn’t take her side when she said the mamasan wouldn’t let her refuse a bar fine), and she called off the relationship. She was angry, and Pearl immediately moved her stuff out of my place and back in with the other girls in their apartment.

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