a2. a love poem to my sensual barok

the moment my hard on entered her mouth, i immediately felt a chill or was it warmth that started from where her mouth was then exploded to the rest of my body all at once. i wanted so much to close my eyes to enjoy her mouth on my hard on but i could not as i needed to keep an eye on the curtain that covered the small dressing room. i knew if i closed my eyes, i would most likely see sparkles of joy.

it felt like it lasted for an eternity, i am sure it was quick, but to me it felt like she very slowly engulfed my hard on inside her mouth. time was no longer measures in seconds and minutes, i counted them in pleasures of lust.

then i felt the tip of her tongue hit the head. when i was completely inside her mouth, i felt her tongue swirl around it. i had to moan. there was no stopping me.

it was a small dressing room, but it was to me the biggest heaven of pleasure. pleasure is even too tame and undeserving, it was lust fulfilled. i wish i could moan louder but i had to bite my lips, there were sales clerks just outside the curtain. any sound louder than my moans i am sure they will hear.

but i was wrong. there was a moan louder than mine. i heard nina moan as she had my hardness inside her mouth. with that, i completely opened my eyes to look at the edges of the curtain to see if shadows and light would move. i was worried a shadow will cross the faint slit on the curtain and that will mean the sales lady was on her way to check what the loud moan from nina was all about.

as she was moving her tongue around my hard on, i felt her move her mouth back then forward, slowly pumping my hard on. she was making swirling her tongue around my hard on simultaneously pumping me.

it felt so good that i did not care if we were found out. i closed my eyes. sparkles. i was right. from slow long pumping, she changed to short quick burst of pumping. i could no longer hold it. i came. and she took all of my cum inside her mouth.

on the last drop of cum, she tightened her mouth just a bit. and that send shivers through my body. right after a man cums, it is at its most sensitive. even a slight touch is magnified ten fold. she must have known that. she is good. she knew how to please her man.

i lost all control and almost fell backwards. right after i regained my balance, i reached for my hankie at my back pocket. she stood up. i wiped her mouth. then gave her a kiss and a tight hug.

i had my nina in my arms. that felt like heaven, too.

hayden kho uses a condom with katrina halili

at the very end of the hayden kho and katrina halili sex video, you can see hayden seated on the bed, katrina slightly in front of him and hayden fidgeting with something. the video is not very clear but it was obvious what he was doing.

hayden removed the condom from himself, slowly and carefully with the hands of doctor surgeon fixes the condom. he made sure nothing spilled out from it. in fact hayden even tied a knot on the condom so that little haydens do not escape from it. after making the knot, he moves to place it on the side table by the bed or perhaps a trash can beside it.

safe sex advocates will be so proud of hayden!

self photo and bluetooth

i was at metrowalk last night. there were a lot of people, most likely those working at call centers in the pasig areas. i turned on the bluetooth of my cellphone and searched for other cellphones with their bluetooth turned on. there were quite a number of cellphones with their bluetooth turned on. i wondered who among the crowd had their bluetooth turned on so i started sending messages to them.

i got a few messages sent back and there was this one particular message that caught my attention. with it was a photo.

the picture gave me a pleasant surprise.

the picture was taken by a cellphone by the person herself. i looked around but i could not match the person on the picture with the faces of the people who were close to me. (bluetooth can only communicate with other handsets within a specific distance.)

we exchanged a few more messages and i asked her permission if i can post the pic here. i got another surprise - she said she reads this blog and in fact she and her friends were actually talking about the blog right at that moment.

i looked again for a group of people, still wanting to identify the sender of the picture but i still could nor figure out who she was.

she gave me the permission to post the picture here.

have you taken your own nude or semi nude photo using your own cellphone?

DANCE! - a whole new meaning

the word "dance" has also taken a whole new meaning for me. the way katrina said it is now stuck in my head, an internal LSS.

the way she said that word has a similar effect and impact as marylin monroe singing "happy birthday, mr. president" to president john f. kennedy.

the aftermath of the hayden kho sex videos - join us on our online petitions

after watching the videos, the pictures and wanting more of them, there are just a few things that cannot be ignored.

my mind will NEVER be blank whenever i hear that song "careless whisper". it is a golden oldie for me, one of those old songs that you will always like. one of those that brings a smile, lyrics all of a sudden rush back to your mind and without control you sing to it. well, that will change now. i will still sing to it but my mind will replay the moves of katrina.

foreplay takes a very different meaning, too. well at least it will be enriched. let's see - a little conversation, lots of caressing the body and legs and yes..... the mouth, tongue plus.....

oral sex is all a sudden clearly defined, with specifics, in detail. that has gained additional amount of respect. it earns a few more stars. we have always known it is important to women and we have enjoyed dispensing it. but this one is a great exclamation point. more than a dozen exclamation points.

but here is the disappointment, which we totally disagree with:

the art and importance of kissing, the french, wet ones has been lost here. we are disappointed. we plan to launch a online petition on this one.

the art and importance of cuddling after sex is another. cuddling after sex, the tender embrace, the few seconds, even minutes of silence, just holding the woman in your arms, clearly the arms around her, hearing nothing but silence broken by some breathing. that has been lost too. we find this appalling. we plan to launch another online petition in this one, too.

if anyone know the email of kayden and katrina, their cell phone numbers or twitter accounts, please let us know so we can send them a very strong letter of protest.

thank you for your help.






ps. the word "dance" has also taken a whole new meaning for me. the way katrina said it is now stuck in my head, a forever LSS. the way she said that word has the same effect and impact as marylin monroe's "happy birthday, mr. president" to kennedy.

hayden, katrina, belo, maricar, dr. chua, senator bong revilla and other women of hayden

what can you say about these people?

hayden kho - hayden has become the poster boy of the sex video scandal evil. he likes sex, like most men. he likes to video record his sexcapades, like most men. or at least like most men fantasize. he looks good. he has the moves. did he video record all those sexcapades without telling the women? the women didn't know about the video tapes?

katrina halili - she is a bold starlet. she has appeared naked in countless number of magazines, movies and nearly naked on tv. we have seen her fully naked in the magazines in all her glory. videos of her nakedness, full frontal and sex scenes in movies is all over the internet.

she makes herself look like the victim here. she says she did not know about the sex videos. and she did not agree to have them released out in the internet and quiapo.

vicky belo - ex-GF or now back as GF (?) of hayden kho. her relationship with hayden has made it as front page material among showbiz media. according to hayden, belo was the only one who had the sex videos.

maricar reyes - unfortunately for her, her sex video with hayden was also released. it was done years ago, possibly when she and hayden were still in college. we have not heard from her, unlike katrina. but her sex video is out.

dr. eric chua - hayden's good friend and frat brother during their UST days. he released the video to the internet.

the other women of hayden kho - according to senator revilla, there are 40 sex videos. we wonder if that is equivalent to 40 women? well okay, let's say some of those are of the same women. so, let's say he has made 2 videos of each woman, are we going to see sex videos of hayden with 20 women? hmmm.....

senator bong revilla - the good senator who is leading the charge on this whole clean up sex video scandal evil. he started this by making a speech on the senate floor vilifying hayden kho. we see him together with kristina going the rounds of the courts, the NBI and wherever else. is he for real? he has taken this cause with a passion!

what do you think?

hayden kho - the doctor you want to love or the doctor you love to hate?

we need to say a few words about dr. hayden kho.

first - is he really a doctor, as in a medical doctor? or is that a phd? since the good (ahem) senator revilla is calling for the revocation for his medical licennse, i guess he is a medical doctor.

where did the doctor study medicine? i have read some place he was from UST?

i ask those questions because it makes me wonder what medical school he learned those dance moves from. come on, let's get real - those were good dance moves. we are talking about the "careless whisper" dance moves, not the moves in bed with maricar reyes and katrina halili (oh! oh! oh! the katrina halili sex video is hot! hot! hot!).

the doctor got the moves!

while we appreciate the dance moves, i can't help wonder if he goes to these gay bars with male strippers. those are the moves male strippers make in these gay bars. we don't see those moves in any club, we see them in bars. we are contacting some friends who go to these gay bars to confirm which of the gay bars in manila or quezon city does hayden go to learn those moves. we are certain those aren't taught in medical school, even in UST or the streets around UST. (the Dominican priests we are certain will not allow such lessons in PE.)

now, that body of the doctor is also something to ask about. he is buff! anyone know what gym he goes to? he does not seem to look like that now, but he does have a lot of time to go the gym. that physique can only be had if you spend at least 3 hours a day practically on a daily basis.

you may agree or disagree with me --- will men love hayden or will men love to hate him?

his sex video and dance video can be written down to a user manual for men --- BE A HUNK AND GET IT WITH WOMEN LESSON 101. those dance moves should be able to turn on any woman. plus the body. and yes, his foreplay sequence are excellent.

will women love hayden or will women love to hate him?

the last part is easy - he did victimize his women. the sex videos were obviously taken without the consent and knowledge of the women. and the ass hole had them released in the internet and now in quiapo.

the first part is the tough one. will women be in-denial or will they be honest? his physique, looks and being a doctor makes him very desirable. and his choice of moves for foreplay is the stuff that all women dream off. you can mouth all the words you like, but he does know how to pleasure her woman and that is just on the foreplay part!

your comments, please? tell us what you think.

katrina halili and hayden kho "Careless Whisper" duet

sex on the first date

did this happen to you? that on the first date, you became intimare with your date?

june 20 : pablo neruda and corona beer

If You Forget Me

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your
arms without leaving mine.

Pablo Neruda

june 20

been a very long time - drinking corona beer tonight. it's june 20. bitter, sweet taste.

z1. a love poem to my sensual barok

she started to caress my hard on over my pants. her hand was just on the shaft, as if she was avoiding the tip. how did she know that caressing the shaft was a great turn on for me?because of what she was doing to me, it became difficult for me to concentrate on one thing - was i going to concentrate on giving her pleasure or was i to give in to the pleasure she was giving me. a quick thought - she was just caressing my hard on over my pants and yet, it gave me so much pleasure. all of a sudden u had become super sensitive?

i gave on to the pleasure she made me feel. i moaned.

my body was blocking everything that was not related to my hands pleasuring her and to her hand that was pleasuring me. then i heard scuffles and faint voices. it wasn't nina, it was most likely a customer inside the store close to where we were. i knew i had to pay attention to the faint voices outside the fitting room - the customer could be just outside. but my mind, my libido was taking over everything that was sane in me. my ears kept tuning off from the sounds outside the fitting room, instead my hear heard the faint moans she gave, and the sound my finger made as it went in and out of her wet pussy, and the sound her hand was making over my pants. it wasn't just the sounds, it was the sensation and pleasure.

then very distinctly i heard a voice say, "miss, dito ba yung fitting room nyo?" i froze.

i removed my hand from her wet pussy, got the other hand to cup her face turned her around to face me, then gently pulled her lips to mine. i needed to taste her lips. her tongue. i needed to feel her sweet kisses on mine and her body real close. it was so intense we could have been naked.

then i pushed her shoulders gently down. she understood. she knelt down on the floor, with her two hands unzipped me, she got her hand to where my hard on was, then she did what felt very right.

"franco's story", "corona beer story" "silent waves, silent kisses"

it feels good that the story and the thread in InP is getting some renewed attention and interest. more new readers are discovering it and posting their reactions and thoughts on it.

i wonder why that is happening. it has been almost a year since i started posting that story in InP. the first installment was posted on july 18, 2007. maybe it's a one year anniversary itch, if there is such a thing. or maybe something more.

thank you for those who have read the story and those who have recently read them. and i appreciate all the good comments. i'm not a real writer but reading your comments and reactions makes me want to write more.

there are other dates to remember, important ones :

july 7, 2007
june 20, 2007




first post on the story, post #15 http://www.pinoyexchange.com/forums/showthread.php?t=308340

last post on the story, post #387 http://www.pinoyexchange.com/forums/showthread.php?t=308340&page=10

be careful now - what's in your handbag?

what's inside your handbag? when you need to get something from inside your handbag, have to make sure nothing else spills out or worse, you get something you're not supposed to show anyone else.

y1. a love poem to my sensual barok

she closed her eyes as she orgasmed. i whispered to her ears to open her eyes. when she did, i put her finger back into my mouth then showed her my licking off every part of her finger. when she saw that, i felt her pump her hips forward, then back to get my finger slide in and out of her pussy. i gently pushed her shoulders down, to get her to squat a bit. squatting will give her a better movement, allowing her to swing her hips at a wider angle. i had my finger deep inside her while my thumb was on her clit. i would alternately caress her clit then pump her my finger inside her. she was moving more wildly now, i couldn't stand it anymore, i kissed the back of her neck, both our bodies together. she put one of her hands behind her, holding on to my behind to keep us close. she was pumping hard that she had to put her hand on the mirror to steady herself. i would push my hard dick forward on her and i can see her body move with mine. it felt like she had no more control on the movements of her body. her body followed the direction mine took it. she was very beautiful. it was the way she moved. the abandon. i took the hem of the lingerie and lifted it, i wanted to see my finger going in and out of her pussy. the panty was very wet with her juice. i looked at her face, she was between opening and closing them. i smiled, the mirror in front of her was smeared with marks of her wet finger. wet with her pusi juice.

with that thought, she grabbed my dick over my pants.

x1. a love poem to my sensual barok

my finger went deep inside her, deepest that it can. i felt my finger hit the little mound inside her. when my finger hit the top of that mound, niNa buckled down a bit, like she lost control of her knees. i needed to prop her body up, got worried she might collapses inside the fitting room. i pressed my left arm on her body and lifted her up, as she moved up, i caught her lips with mine. i felt her tongue inside my mouth. i kissed her back, my tongue also inside her mouth. as i did that, i slid my finger away from the top of the mound and let my finger caress the area around the mound, gentle this time. that made her moan, she could not contain herself, she removed her mouth from mine and gave a loud moan. not wanting the sale ladies to hear her moans, i kissed her in the mouth again. the more my finger caressed the area around the little mound inside her, the more her tongue moved inside my mouth, as if her tongue was moving the way my finger was moving inside her pusi. while the finger in my right hand was caressing the area around the little mound inside her pusi, i pinched her nipple hard with my left hand, then moved it up to her mouth, i wanted to feel her mouth move as she played her tongue inside of my mouth.

i took my lips away from her mouth, and touched the corner of her lips with my finger. she understood what i wanted her to do - she took all of my finger inside her mouth and started to lick it. with that, i touched the top of the little mound inside her pusi, and i felt her suck my finger, and her tongue swirling around it. the more i pressed on the little mound, the more she sucked.

she took her left hand from the mirror in front of her and got the hem of the lingerie and pulled it up. i saw her open her eyes and look at what she was doing. my eyes followed where she was looking and i could see what she did - she lifted the lingerie so that she can see my hand under her undies. both of us can see the movement that my hand made as my finger went in and out of her pusi.

it was hard to tell why she did that - did it make her more horny seeing what i was doing to her or was it for me? i have not told her that it makes me hornier watching these things. but it didn't matter, i felt we connected. in my mind i told myself she did it for me too.

with that, i took my finger out of her pusi and took the side of her undies and moved it all the way to the other side, exposing her pusi lips. i looked at her eyes and i saw it get bigger as she saw her pusi. even at that distance, both of us saw her pusi lips glistening with her pusi juice. i immediately removed my hand from her mouth and with my finger still wet from her mouth, pinched her nipple with it. the lubrication made her nipple nicer to caress. that made her arch her back just a bit as if to enjoy the sensation on her nipple. both of us were looking at her exposed pusi. it was so wet that i thought a little bit of her pusi juice was ready to drip out of it. i knew she was looking at it too. she let go of her lingerie and took it to her pusi that i thought was meant to catch the pusi juice before it fell out of her. then she put her finger, wet with her pusy juice into her mouth. she moaned as she sucked her finger to taste her pusi juice. i put my right finger on her clit and caressed her. she removed her finger from inside her mouth and started to lick the finger with her tongue. the more she licked, the more i caressed her clit.

she was moaning now, a low constant moan. it was an unmistakable rhythm that meant she was ready to orgasm. i moved my finger on her clit faster, in circles, touching it once in awhile. i let go of her nipple, then took her hand towards her pusi. i guided her finger inside her. and moved it in and out her. as she did that her finger would touch my right hand that was already on her clit and it was very wet. i guided her finger deeper inside her, my right finger caressing her clit harder. she closed her eyes, she was about to orgasm. i guided her finger out of her pusi, then took it all the way up to my mouth. as her finger that was wet with her pusi juice enter my mouth, i moved my right finger away from her clit and inserted it inside her pusi. i hit the bottom, on the little mound. on the third time i hit that little mound and as i was sucking and licking the pusi juice off her wet finger, she orgasmed. her body shook with pleasure.

love movies to watch on valentine's day with your SO

• Moulin Rouge
• A Love Affair (remake of An Affair To Remember)
• Out Of Africa
• Bridges Of Madison County
• An Affair To Remember
• Shakespeare In Love

Moulin Rouge


A Love Affair


Out Of Africa


Bridges Of Madison County


An Affair To Remember


Shakespeare In Love

w1. a love poem to my sensual barok

there is something extra exciting with what we were doing - private sex in public places. to some what adds to it is the thrill and danger of getting caught. you make the most of it, do everything as intense as you can all in a hurry so that you can finish it, get the high before getting caught. but for me, its more the idea of doing something that is out of the ordinary, out of the usual.

women are most afraid of private sex in public places. somehow i think its the fear of being seen naked by someone else and more so the fear of being seen by others as too lustful that scares them. many will not admit they are malibog even if they obviously are malibog. they wont even say the word. (haha) and that is what makes it more interesting for me - the idea that this woman who will not do this normally is willing to do it with me, conquer her fear. allow lust to rule her, even against her better judgement.

lust conquers all. sometimes i think it can be more powerful than love. we have heard it said often - love conquers all. but think of the things we have done in the name of lust - very often we have done so many things lustful that even now its hard to imagine and admit we have done what we did. its like a totally different person doing them. i think often times, its easier to explain love than to explain lust.

makes me wonder if niNa has done what we were doing with her boyfriend. and if niNa did what we were doing the first time they met. it looked like she has not. she posts a lot in InP and from what i remember, she has not told of a story like what we were doing. and she has posted a lot of her sexual encounters with her boyfriend. she even posts often in that thread asking posters when was the last time they had sex. this was the first time niNa and i met and yet she went to this fitting room, removed all her clothes, wore the lingerie i had bought for her and now i'm behind her, my fingers caressing her nipple and the finger of my other hand inside her pusi. niNa had looked at my hand on her nipple much longer than she has seen my face. lust is very hard to explain. it conquers all.

the intensity and niNa's surrender to her lust was awesome. it all began with her reading the story i posted, and her lets-video-record-our-sex-act proposition and now this.

we have different levels of intimacy and we cross or allow the levels to be crossed over time and as we get to know the other person. the better we know the person, the more we allow more intimate acts. many women will not kiss or have sex on the first date even though she already has the hots for the man. even for couples, already into a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship for example, many women will not give their new boyfriend a blowjob on the first date in a motel. they could be willing do everything else, but not a blowjob. the mouth is a very personal and intimate body part. it has something to do with the fact that what enters the mouth we swallow into our body. its the same reason why some women will also not agree for her boyfriend to eat their pusi on the first date in a motel. even prostitutes have the same kind of reservation on their mouth - some of them will agree to do anything and everything with their customer but not lips to lips kissing. the mouth is sacred. to put it one way, i guess many filipinas still have the maria clara hidden inside of them. and it being sacred, women allow their boyfriend to cross over time and as they get to know each other more intimately.

but niNa and i inside the fitting room doing what we were doing means niNa has allowed not just cross but skip over very many levels and on our first meeting. she is my sensual barok.

v1. a love poem to my sensual barok

i wish i had my video camera then. i was torn between closing my eyes and looking at the mirror to watch her body react to my fingers and hand. i wanted to close my eyes to shut out the place we were in so that my mind can concentrate on the sensations and lust that i was feeling for her. but looking at the mirror was adding so much to my lust, she was moving and reacting so well to what i was doing. every time my finger hit her clit, she would spread her legs a bit wider and when i stayed on it to caress it, she would slowly pump her hips forward and backward, as if encouraging me to do it harder, do it more, make her feel she was a woman.

the view on the mirror was beautiful and very sexy. the lingerie fit her perfectly - a bit too short that's shows too much flesh but long enough to hide parts of her. the bright light inside the fitting room made sure i can see parts of her body very well through the sheer material. i can see my hand on her breast and her nipple. i would at times hold her nipple between my fingers and i can see the light pinkish nipple turn darker as i pinched it. niNa is very fair and she has this very light colored nipple.

my hand inside her undies and her pussy was too big for the tiny undies. i can see my finger move from top to bottom caressing the in between of her pusi lips. she was cleanly shaved, something i am sure she did just this morning before she left for work. i can feel just a few hair bits from her, still feeling sharp indicating she just shaved this morning. that made me smile. i liked the thought of niNa preparing that morning to see me. she had anticipated this will happen that she shaved herself for me. with that thought, i kept touching that part of her where the sharp hair was. every time my finger touched it, i smile getting reminded of her lust. it was just on the side of the top of her pusi, on the same level of her clit. touching that part gave me a nice sensation as well as it did her. i don't think she knew why i was touching that part, i guess she felt i kept touching that part because i was going to touch her clit next. i didn't tell her of course that i did that to feel the left over sharp hair on it. haha

"i want to touch you, make you feel good."

i told her she can't touch me today. that she needs to just enjoy what i was doing to her. i told her that today was all about pleasuring her, nothing about me. i wanted her to be selfish. and i wanted to do nothing but give her pleasure. i told her i am there to please her, that was the only thing in my mind. she moaned when she heard that. "you're so beautiful, franc0. nobody has told me that. and nobody has done that to me."

with that, i pressed my hardness towards her, pushing her body to move forward. she pushed back wanting to feel my hardness on her. that got me worried, as the enclosure on the fitting room was just a curtain. if she pushed hard enough, from the outside the sales ladies will be seeing the shape of my butt pushing the curtain out. hahaha. that would be obvious we were doing something more than just fitting lingerie inside the fitting room.

i told her, don't push too hard, the sales ladies might see us. she told me she didn't care. they can watch for all she cared, she said.

i found that so sexy. to reciprocate, for the first time, i inserted my finger inside of her. deep. she moaned.

My Funny Valentine

"my funny valentine" is a timeless classic and a must sing for any serious jazz singer. i think the top three renditions ever are from billie holliday, the original; chet baker, the sexiest and that of chaka khan, most powerful r&b rendition, in that order.

unfortunately those are not available on You Tube except for the chaka khan version but it does not allow embeding it here. please click here, its a great rendition:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fY-LlevOPCI


believe it or not, here is matt damon in the movie "the talented mr. ripley"




this one is constantine of american idol which i think is a very good version:



happy valentines to all.

u1. a love poem to my sensual barok

i felt my my cellphone vibrate a few times. i received several text messages. but no time for that now. niNa was in front of me on a beautiful lingerie. i looked at the mirror in front of her, i wanted to see her face and the front of her body. but she turned to the side to hide herself a bit. i guess she knew i wanted to look at her almost naked body.

my hand was still on her breast. she has not removed my hand from it. the thought that she was allowing me to touch her and wear that lingerie for me on the first time we meet is driving me a little crazy. it was sexy and daring.

i moved inside the fitting room and closed the curtain tight. a quick look at my back to check where the sales ladies were. they were still at the front of the store. i hope they remember niNa and i are still inside the fitting room and that they will not enter it.

my hand on her breast, i kissed the back of her neck a few times. gentle and soft. then she tilted her head back and up, i moved and kissed her on the lips while i put my other hand on her shoulder. i caressed her shoulder over the soft and sheer material of the lingerie. the material felt nice, it gave my hand a good sensation. i can feel the warmth of her flesh under it. she raised her hands over her head, and she caressed my head. i stood behind her, kissing her on the cheek and got my two hands to caress both her breasts. i moved from kissing her cheek to kissing her neck.

i looked at her through the reflection of the full length mirror in front of her. because she had her hands raised up, the lingerie which was already very short raised the hemline even higher. i could almost see her crotch. she was wearing the undies that went with the top. it was tiny. sheer. i could see that she is completely shaved. i wasn't sure, but i thought i saw her pusi lips. that gave me a hard on.

i didn't stop kissing her. i wanted to use my lips, my kisses to speak what i felt. my kisses were making low noises that i hoped she heard as desire for her. more than that, i was hoping my tongue on her flesh was making her hear that the lust i had for her was real. demanding. wanting. needing to be satisfied.

she arched her behind, i felt it rest on my hardness. she was wearing her high heels and that pose made her look even sexier. it was beautiful and sexy looking at her at the mirror. the high heels made her legs look sexier and longer. i had told her to wear them that day and with the lingerie. it was part of what we had agreed to and what i had texted her.

my cellphone vibrated again, a few more sms text were received. i ignored it again and got her hands from my head. i held each of her hand, guided it down to my hips and then made her touch my behind. all this i was watching her through the mirror in front of us and each movement she made made me desire her more. i felt her squeeze my butt softly at first, then tightly.

i got her right hand. then slowly guided it to rest on the mirror in front of us. i kissed her neck. more intense now. i heard her moan. then i got her left hand, and did the same, slowly placed it on the mirror in front of us. both of her hands were now on the mirror, her back was arched, her legs well defined from wearing the high heels. from her neck, i planted kisses from the back of her neck down on the middle of her back. each kiss that landed, i either felt her shifting her weight from one foot to the other as if to squirm or moan lightly. she was liking it, i kept doing it.

when my kisses reached near the middle of her back, i put my hands on her behind. i cupped both of them. i slid my hand under the short lingerie. felt her butt through the material. she was moving a bit faster now, almost to the rhythm of the caresses i was doing in her behind. i moved my right hand, then moved it slowly to her front.

with my hand traveling to her front, she started to remove her hands from the mirror. she wanted to face me. i whispered in her ear not to move, to keep her hands on the mirror. i wanted control, i wanted her to stay put and just to enjoy what i was doing. she moaned and whispered to me - "this is torture.", then she kissed my lips.

when my right hand reached her front, i intentionally made it softer and much lighter. i continued to move my hand, past her pusi towards the other side of her hips. as my right hand did that, my left hand was still cupping her behind and my lips on her back. she moaned again.

with that, i quickly moved my left hand on her breast and at the same time, as quick as i can, i put my right hand under her undies and ran my hand down on her pusi. i wanted her to feel a shock of feelings on her breast and her pusi - a sudden explosion of lust.

and that was what she felt. her body shook. i saw goose bumps. and she gave a real loud moan this time.

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the sales lady smiled at me when i entered the store and sort of like giggled. i don't know if it was just my imagination, but i thought i saw her giggle. if only niNa wasn't inside the fitting room waiting for me, i would have stopped for awhile and chat with the sales lady and would have asked her what she found amusing.

i instead said a faint hello and gave her a nice smile and a wink. hahaha. she gave me a much wider smile now. i approached the fitting room when at the left of the store, i saw a nice proud and loud red lingerie. it was tiny. i wondered if niNa would like another one. i stopped and looked at it. imagined her body and wondered what size will fit her. i asked the sales lady to give me small and medium sizes so i can compare them. while she looked for the sizes i had requested, i sent niNa a txt. i told her i was inside the store and asked if she was inside the fitting room. after a few seconds, i heard a cell phone's sms ringer go off from inside the fitting room. after a few more seconds, i got her txt. she said she was inside the dressing room and she asked me to tell her again what she is supposed to do.

did alarm bells ring? no, it didn't. i didn't read that txt of hers as hesitation. i interpreted it as some kind of a foreplay. so i sent her a long text giving her detailed instructions on what to do exactly. i also emphasized that she should do it slowly, to look at herself in the mirror often and enjoy it. she sent me a reply - she said yes. and she said please hurry, lots of things were building up inside her.

i decided to take the small size. i thought if its a lingerie, the best is to get the smaller size. well, ok, its best from my perspective. haha. i sent her another txt - i asked if she was following the instructions. she replied that she was but if i kept on texting her, it will take her a long time to get it done. and asked me to shut up. hahaha.

with the red number in my hand, i went to the fitting room. the sales lady looked at me in a surprised kind of way. but she stepped aside to let me pass. as i passed her, she walked away towards door. to keep distance? good girl! hehehe

quick check in my mind --- my cellphone on mute? my hankie in my pocket? i wet my lips, then got hold of the velvet curtain that was concealing niNa. looking behind me to check where the sale ladies where, felt glad that both were by the door. and no other customers around. i could see niNa had her back turned towards me. i could only see her hair. she looked at the mirror in front of her to look at my reflection on the mirror.

i slid my hand inside the fitting room, and put the red lingerie on a hook by the wall. i smiled at her. she smiled back. then i told her maybe she liked to try that on too. after my hand placed the red lingerie on the hook, niNa turned her head and kissed the back of my hand.

she had her body turned a bit towards me. i could see the side of her left breast, after she kissed my hand, i slid it down and put it in front of her. i cupped her breast. i felt her quiver to my touch.

this was the first time she had seen me. she had heard my voice on the phone but we had not met nor have i sent her a picture of me. the whole thing was so sexy - she practically allowed a stranger touch her breast. this was our first meeting and there i was feeling her breast on my hand, it was firm but her nipple was soft. she stepped back to move closer to me, still facing the mirror. i moved my eyes from her breast, looked at her back, down to her behind, her legs and the high heels shoes that she was still wearing. and in one corner of the fitting room was her handbag, a blazer.

niNa was naked except for the lingerie i had bought for her. she was wearing it.

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i have done some crazy things before, at times by myself, at times with the help of alcohol. but this is the craziest of all. i was thinking of these things as i stood outside the velvet rose. and i had not taken any alcohol at that time.

thinking more about it, the craziness was less on me but much more on niNa. she has not met me. she is inside that small fitting room. i was a few meters away from her. the minute she entered that fitting room and drew the velvet curtain shut, she had agreed to what i wanted to do. she was crazier than i was, that's for sure. haha.

it also didn't escape that the name of the store was most appropriate. velvet rose is a likely name of a bar located in the red light district. with a name like velvet rose, it was obvious there would probably be a ledge inside it, dimly lit, smoky, reeking with alcohol and floor to ceiling nothing but sexuality. you knew that a velvet rose will have women inside it whose only role is to entertain men, in ways other than singing. and that ledge having a pole not meant to hold anything architectural. i was outside the velvet rose and the woman who would entertain me is inside that fitting room.

i move to enter the store.

movie : 9 1/2 weeks

ice works real well!

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to make up for lost time and lost opportunity, she told me we should meet the following monday, lunch time. both of us felt very disappointed for not having met up the previous week. she said she will leave her work early, around 11:30 am and she can come back to her work at around 2:00 pm. she told me that we can meet at robinson's galleria and asked if i can buy her lunch. we can eat lunch at wherever we were going.

i dissuaded her on her plan. i told her i had a better idea. i explained to her that we can meet at velvet rose, the lingerie shop in robinson's galleria. i did not explain a lot to her as i wanted her to experience what i was thinking of and not know before hand what was going to happen. i just told her there were just two things she needed to do - trust me and allow things to happen.

she told me that just thinking about it is getting her excited but at the same time scared. not scared as in fear but pleasant scared. its a mixture of anticipation, the unknown and desire for pleasure with a good mix of guilt for not being able to meet the previous week. with all those feelings, she agreed to meet with me at the velvet rose.


it was amazing that she agreed to go through what we did. i told her that at anytime, if she felt uncomfortable or scared, we can stop it and just have lunch together. but none of that happened. we went through the whole thing without any obvious hesitation from her. i could see in her eyes at certain times she felt scared and unsure but at no point did she ask for us to stop. i don't know if it had occurred to her when we were first talking about it, the fact that she has not actually seen me.

i went first to velvet rose. i spent about half an hour. i waited for her at the entrance of robinson's department store on the side of poveda where she will go down from the jeepney she said she was going to take from her office.

i saw her but did not approach her. it was part of the plan. she was pretty, slim and fair complexioned but could not see her eyes as she was wearing these huge sunglasses that i thought covered half her face. haha.

she went to velvet rose with me behind her but we have not made contact. she had sent me text to find out if i was already at robinson's and if i could see her. i sent her text that, yes i am close to her and can see her. she didn't make an effort to look for me. it was all part of our plan as we had talked about it beforehand.

she went inside velvet rose. and through the glass, i can see her talking to the sales lady. the sales lady gave her some things. with the items in her hand, she walked around the store looking at other things.

velvet rose is a lingerie shop where they sell the sexiest, sheerest lingerie - short, flimsy, lacy and always showing just a bit more flesh than usual. she was holding in her hand the top and undies that i had chosen for her. that was what i did when i went to the shop earlier - i bought lingerie for her.

i don't know if she saw me outside the store, but after awhile she went into the dressing room inside the store. this is a small dressing room on the right side of the store. its covered with a curtain of thick velvet, in honor of its namesake.

i gave her a few minutes, then i entered the store and asked the sales lady if niNa had arrived. when i went there earlier, i had told the sales lady that i was going to buy my girlfriend lingerie and that she was on the way to the store. i paid for it and told her that my girlfriend will be arriving soon. told her my girlfriend's name was niNa and my name is franco and that she will want to try them on. i told her that when niNa asks for them that she should give it to her to try them. i pretended that my cellphone rang and talked to my cellphone. i hang up the cellphone (i wasn't talking to anyone) and told the sales lady i needed to leave and will be back. i requested that when my girlfriend arrives to give her the lingerie i had bought.

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i was disappointed that we were not able to meet that night. i was right, the guy with her was her boyfriend. everything has been set, she had told him she will stay late as she had overtime work - do some quick inventory of some things. it was a good match as the boyfriend was on fieldwork that day and he was planning on going home straight from the fieldwork and will no longer return to the office since they were not going home together.

she had started to walk to mcdonald's when all of a sudden she saw her boyfriend go down from a jeepney. apparently, the work of the boyfriend finished early, one of the stores they went to did not have the store manager. since it was early, he decided to go back to the office to get something from his desk. he was expecting her to be at her desk working and asked her where she was going. she told him she felt hungry and was on her way to mcdonald's to get some food so she can have an early dinner so that she can do her overtime work uninterrupted. haha

and so that was how the boyfriend ended up going with niNa to mcdonald's.

it was hard to contain the disappointment. that night, i went to eastwood just the same and had dinner in the restaurant that i was planning on taking her to. funny thing to do, but at least i was able to do a part of the plan for the evening. a tiny part but still a part of the plan.

something else happened - after ordering dinner, the waiter asked me what drink i wanted. "sir, gusto nyo corona beer? meron po kami." i almost choked on the water i was drinking when i heard that. i wanted to be mad, but the night was already full of disappointment that adding anger into the mix was not a very good idea. i just looked at him, wanted to ask him if he goes to PEX and if he read my story. it was strange in a cosmic way that he would actually offer corona beer to me and specially after the event early in the evening. it felt like he knew it was me and that he knew corona beer meant something to me. i just smiled at him and said no i don't want beer but wanted red wine. (napa order tuloy ako ng red wine! haha) i told myself i have not drunk corona beer since that time in the beach and that's a lot of years, i'm not going to start tonight.

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i had sent txts to niNa to ask her what she was wearing so that i could quickly spot her. but she has not replied to any of my txts that afternoon. i knew how she looked like from her friendster account. she had a lot of her pictures there so i was sure i will know how she looked like. i had sent her txt telling her what car i had with me. the plan was for her not to go inside the restaurant and for her to look for my car. we will drive out to have dinner at eastwood as soon as she rode my car. we needed to be as far as possible from the area where she worked to make sure her boyfriend or officemates don't accidentally bump into us.

some days before we met, i saw a picture of someone who i thought was her. this is a picture that's been widely distributed among the yahoogroups that share sexy, nude to sex scandal cellphone movies. i cropped the picture to show just the face but the whole picture shows the woman with two other women who were all naked. (haha) thinking it was niNa, i was very shocked to see "niNa" nude in the internet. remembering that she was wanted to video record ourselves while having sex, it didn't appear too much of a stretch that she would have nude pictures of herself. she told me it wasn't her.


this is NOT niNa.



my cellphone's sms alert went off. i looked at it - it was niNa but was a blank message. i waited for a second message, maybe she just made a mistake. i got another blank message and so i thought that must have been intentional already. when i looked up, i thought i saw niNa going to mcdonalds. but she wasn't going towards my car where i was but on her way inside the restaurant. that wasn't what we agreed to. i saw her turn her face towards where i was and i realize, she was with a man. the guy was walking very close to her and as they entered mcdonald's, she let the guy enter first. before she entered the restaurant, she turned her head towards me and saw her move her lips as if to say something.

i figured, our meeting was off that night. she is with her boyfriend. i guess she was not able to get rid of her boyfriend that evening.

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finally, the day niNa and i will meet came. i cleared my afternoon schedule that day. i had 2 sets of batteries for the video camera charged, i had 4 blank dvds worth 4 hours of recording and brought the tripod with me. the video recorder i have records in surround sound and has a bluetooth microphone. i could set up the video camera at a distance, and have the cordless remote microphone placed where we were to capture all the sounds we we would be making, in surround sound and record it in video . it also had a wireless controller that will allow me to stop, pause, record and zoom the lens. and because i could tilt the lcd screen towards us, i could see what the camera was recording.




she did not want us to meet inside mcdonald's - she told me she and her office mates eat lunch there often and didn't want to take the chance of anyone of them seeing her there. of course, her office mates know she has a boyfriend, they work in the same office. her office mates seeing her meet another man will certainly arouse suspicion. i was going to wait for her inside my car.

i went to the place early but did not immediately park my car. i thought the best was was not to have my car first in the car park, i wanted my car two or three cars away so that its farther from the restaurant and less chances for her office mates to see us. being at the very end also allows for a quick exit from the place. faster the better. being in mcdonalds wasn't important, its the place after mcdonalds that was most important.

i texted her when i got to the parking lot. a few times in fact but she was not replying. after a few unanswered txts, i wondered if she will show up.

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i thought it was too much of a coincidence that a previously reluctant niNa was all of a sudden the aggressive and insistent one for us to meet on the same night i was going to meet ms. scathing. niNa sounded very sure about meeting that night, the opposite to our previous conversations. she gave me the impression that she needed time to set things up before we can meet, that she was not the type who can meet men on a whim. she had a boyfriend who works in the same office as she did and they went home together almost always.


not that there was something wrong with meeting other women, niNa and i didn't really have a relationship. all we had was a agreement to have sex and video record it while we were doing it. but my male sense told me, i needed to evade the issue and not talk about it. by experience, women become very difficult and the whole thing gets really complicated when there is a third person in the picture. jealousy is a very tough thing to handle for women. when jealousy or even the the thought of another woman comes into play, women tend to lose all common sense. and niNa didn't appear to me as someone who had a lot of common sense and a lot of maturity. she had a lot of lust in her but not common sense or maturity.


somehow, i was able to get out of meeting her that night without talking about miss scathing. we instead talked about our meeting the following week. we agreed we will meet in mcdonald's close to her work, it was nearer than meeting at robinson's. she said she can walk to it from her office.


meeting in mcdonald's wasn't at all romantic. it felt like we were in high school. hahaha. but we said we will just meet there and go somewhere else immediately. it was very convenient, the place where we will do the video recording is a short 15 minute drive from that place.

that night, the dinner and drinks with miss scathing was one of the best i have had after a long time. i'm not sure if it was a date. we didn't really talk about what we will call it. miss scathing did not disappoint me, in fact i was very pleased with her. i was right about how smart she was and how grounded she was. we talked about many things, flawlessly. it felt like we knew each other for a long time. we did not need time to shake out fear and discomfort. we didn't go through the usual adjustment period. she was also a woman who i found intellectually stimulating, she was able to have a long and good conversation about many topics. i felt lucky having met her. InP do have women who are successful, smart and very admirable.

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i wanted to meet her as soon as possible. but she was saying she could not meet with me that week as she was not sure how she can get away from her boyfriend. her boyfriend works in the same office she works in and they always go home together after work. she was not sure yet what to say so that her boyfriend will not go home with her after work. i am a very understanding and patient man, so we agreed to meet the following week. haha.

then i got a PM from someone in InP who said she wanted to have a copy of the story but she wanted her copy to be special with me attaching a signature on it. the catch was that she wanted me to sign the copy in front of her. haha.

i actually read all her posts in InP and she is one of the smartest female posters in InP. i am a fan, so to speak. her posts always makes sense and she has this knack for writing sarcasm in a very subtle but very effective way. its very intellectual way of insulting or turning down the other person. her posts, specially the "scathing" ones give me a very nice mental challenge. and when i get it, it would always make me laugh! i really admired her very much. how can i refuse to meet with her? this woman would only be the second that i would meet from InP.

now, a funny thing happened on the day i was going to meet "miss scathing" (haha). in the morning that i was going to meet with her, i got a flurry of text messages from niNa. she apparently changed her mind about not meeting that week. early during the week, i was very much insistent on meeting with her that week but she did say she definitely could not see me that week. i had asked her often that week. she gave the excuse of she didn't know how to get away from her boyfriend.

then all of a sudden, when i was already going to meet "miss scathing" that night, niNa told me through text she wanted to meet with me on the same night. and she was quite insistent. i was confused. almost the whole day, she was sending me text about meeting that night.

the whole time, i was asking myself - does niNa and miss scathing know each other? and did miss scathing tell niNa we were going to meet that night? that occurred to me as niNa and miss scathing's offices where they worked were very close to each other. walking distance, in fact. the meeting place that niNa and i agreed to meet the following week is also walking distance where miss scathing and i agreed to meet that night - metrowalk.

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she has a boyfriend. while i knew that from her posts in InP, she would always say the sexual experiences she has had were with her boyfriend, the default mode is you don't readily believe anything that are posted in InP or anything in the internet. her having a boyfriend was not was surprising to me, but how serious they seem to be. she mentioned to me that she and her boyfriend are saving up money and looking into going abroad together for work or something. she sounded very serious about it. for a young single woman thinking about those things seem to me she and her boyfriend is into a very serious relationship. she did not tell me but i wouldn't be surprised if they have already talked about marriage.

them having a serious relationship is surprising because it was hard for me to understand why then would she proposition me to have sex with her? she started everything. not only was she the one who propositioned me, she even wanted me to video record our lust making and even agreed for us to post it in InP.

those things don't match with the plans she has with her boyfriend about going abroad together to look for work. although she has posted many of her sexual experiences in InP, in many of her posts, she gave the impression that she will not do anything sexual with anyone in InP and would only do it with her boyfriend.

that kind of attitude we know men have, but for a woman to have it makes her unusual or am i that naive? or maybe this is the explanation for that:

niNa: i hate you! i never pm anyone like this before... you're one of a kind franco... your gurl is so lucky.... and I envy her heheheh!

that it was the first time she has felt her lust taking the best of her, despite of being in a "serious" relationship with her boyfriend. is that telling us that lust has the power to open all boundaries and limits. allow it and it will take over all of you. it will bring you to places you have never been to. make you feel things you have never felt before.

but isn't that supposed to be love?

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she gave me her phone number in her office. i thought that was a good beginning as she seem to be online all the time when at her work. many of her posts she does when she is at work during the day. she also gave me her phone number at home. i found out that her computer is located in their living room. over several conversations, i realize that calling her at her work was much better. there were too many distractions when she is at home and her parents seemed to be there most of the time. the PMs we exchanged, including the lustful ones we had when she was in her office. so, i thought that worked very well for me.

there seem to be a sequence that people follow in giving personal information about themselves to people we meet on the internet, same thing with contact numbers. PMs are exchanged, then it goes to several levels of more personal communication. from YM, its the cellphone number, then office number and the final is the home phone number. the cell phone number is the "safest" as its very personal, you don't normally lend your cell phone to others. so if you get a text or a call, you're the only who knows about it. its different with office number and the home number. with those, your office mate and your parents, siblings your wife/husband can answer the call and that makes things a little more complicated.

specially in this case. we have not met and yet she has shared intimate moments with me. well at least that's what she told me over the pm - she has touched her pusi while we were exchanging PMs. not only was there something physical done, she was the one who propositioned me to have sex with her.

while all the PMs we have exchanged said she wanted us to meet to have sex, you learn to takes things with grain of salt, like a suspended belief that it will happen. you tell yourself it will happen if it happens. but at the same time that you have suspended belief, you always harbor a thought that it can happen.

in a short period of time, we agreed to meet. finally.

Last Tango In Paris Movie Trailer

Movie Review Summary From The New York Times

In Bernardo Bertolucci's art-house classic, Marlon Brando delivers one of his characteristically idiosyncratic performances as Paul, a middle-aged American in "emotional exile" who comes to Paris when his estranged wife commits suicide. Chancing to meet young Frenchwoman Jeanne (Maria Schneider), Paul enters into a sadomasochistic, carnal relationship with her, indirectly attacking the hypocrisy all around him through his raw, outrageous sexual behavior. Paul also hopes to purge himself of his own feelings of guilt, brilliantly (and profanely) articulated in a largely ad-libbed monologue at his wife's coffin. If the sexual content in Last Tango is uncomfortably explicit (once seen, the infamous "butter scene" is never forgotten), the combination of Brando's acting, Bertolucci's direction, Vittorio Storaro's cinematography, and Gato Barbieri's music is unbeatable, creating one of the classic European art movies of the 1970s, albeit one that is not for all viewers. ~ Hal Erickson

Movie : Last Tango In Paris

"Last Tango In Paris" is a movie classic by the great Bernardo Bertolucci with the great Marlon Brando as lead male actor. it was shown to critical acclaim in the 70s. and it is one of the sexiest movies ever made. i first read it as a book but the movie is much more fascinating, completely sexy, complete abandon and surrender to lust.

if you liked that scene in "The Postman Always Rings Twice", this one, "Last Tango In Paris" is to die for.



gato barbieri's "last tango in paris"

this is music in that movie by gato barbieri. gato barbieri is one of my favorite jazz musicians and this song i like very much, one of my favorite jazz pieces. i did not know until now that the title of the song is "last tango in paris" and that it is in the movie of the same title!