I’m a college teacher at a known university here in Bicol. I got close to a female student, who I’d jokingly call “bhaby,” and we often have a drinking session at my house. I’m married, but my husband was not around most of the time that he didn’t notice I was feeling something different toward my student. One time at school, during break, I began to feel horny toward my “bhaby” that I asked her to go home with me. I knew she had an idea of what I wanted to happen. So off we went to my house and drank shots of brandy. We soon lost control—I undressed her in our living room and kissed her breasts.We were so into the act that we didn’t notice my husband come home early. We were caught in the act, both totally naked! My husband was initially speechless, but next thing I knew he began to take off his clothes. I feared that he might do something violent, but none of that happened. Instead, my “bhaby,” my husband and I all had a happy ending.
LynLyn, Bicol
ILLUSTRATION BY: SONNY RAMIREZ
I went to a hospital to have a cyst removed from my left breast for fear it might be malignant. (Thank God it wasn’t!) My boyfriend agreed to accompany me since no one in my family could make it, so we were there for the whole three days of it. I thought it’d be a boring ordeal, but turns out it was to be one of my kinkiest sex ever. After my operation, my boyfriend slept beside me since they had really big beds. Perhaps being beside me having nothing but the hospital gown on made him feel hot and horny in no time.
My husband has recently left to work abroad. He has always been sexually active, which I love, and so because of the distance we have had to resort to cyber sex to release some sexual tension. Here’s one episode: After sharing what we did for the day, I blew him a kiss followed by me licking my “blow-job” lips all around (as he calls it—as I have pouty lips) along with a sexy, piercing look. He used to love me doing that just before I go down on him. He has a fetish of fucking me on a miniskirt so I wore a short babydoll dress—and I bended over to give him a peek of my bum wearing a thong, then faced the camera caressing my big breast. I gently stroked my nipples as he moved his camera to show me his hard erection. This got me going to do some sexy dancing, showing him my sexy curves and tossing with my long hair as I watched him move his hand up and down his erection on the screen.
I’m a college freshman and a member of the swimming team. After our first competition, we ended up as the champions after 11 years. The team celebrated and we all went to the shower to get chlorine off our bodies. There were 16 of us, but only two bathrooms were available for changing—the guys’ and the girls’. So we took turns changing and as the only freshman, I had to go in last. Our coach told us to hurry up because the bus needed to leave, or we’d have to pay extra. He asked me to change with a teammate—our team captain, in fact—at the same time. Anyway, we were both girls so that wouldn’t be a problem. When we were inside, my teammate said that I really looked sexy in my swimsuit, so I returned the compliment. While we were changing clothes, my teammate asked me to touch her bare breasts to compare it with mine.
I can still remember how my boyfriend and I celebrated our first monthsary. My mom was hospitalized for one day, so my dad decided that he’d be the one to take care of her. When we got home, I told my boyfriend that he could sleep over at our place that day because my dad wouldn’t be spending the night in our house. He told me to text him when my dad leaves the house. When my dad went to hospital I texted him to come over the house. As soon as he entered my room, he grabbed me and started kissing me. I liked the way he made love to me. I was so horny that I couldn’t take it any longer. I pushed him to my bed and unzipped his pants. Well, my boyfriend is well-hung, that’s why I can say I’m an addict when it comes to him.
For my internship program, I chose to stay in a boarding house. There I met and made friends with two boarders: Rhoda and Charmie. Late one night, Charmie came to my room and invited me to join her and Rhoda for a couple of drinks. After a few bottles, the three of us were already drunk. They began to dance and, to my surprise, they slowly stripped their clothes off. Charmie had her hands run up and down her thighs, while Rhoda dipped low, her thighs opening and revealing her pussy. All this time I felt uncomfortable watching the scene. I stood up and was about to leave when both girls quickly grabbed my arms to stop me. I found myself sandwiched between the two of them. I was surprised when Rhoda gently grabbed the back of my head and pulled me for my first girl-to-girl kiss, while Charmie’s hand found its way inside my shorts and began stroking my pussy. In between some affectionate touching and passionate kissing, they took my clothes off, leaving me naked.
I have the coolest and weirdest boyfriend. He is my first in everything and we’ve done it almost everywhere. And he’s not a jealous guy; he even permits me to go on dates with my suitors for as long as I tell him everything. One time he asked if I wanted to try having sex with another guy, but on one condition: I would let him watch. I agreed and picked one of my suitors—the guy who always asked if we could have one-night-stand whenever we had a conversation. The lucky guy picked me up at our meeting place, and after taking me to dinner, we went to his car. Inside he asked if I could give him a kiss, so I kissed him. Without saying a thing he touched my breasts. He unzipped his pants and pulled my head towards his cock. I had no choice but to give him head—but only for a few seconds so he’d feel bitin. He agreed that we do it in my place, and there we went. After I closed the door, he grabbed and kissed me, his hands sliding all over me.
My ex-boyfriend Vince and I became good friends after our breakup. He got married while I went to Manila to work. I maintained a good relation with him and to Anne, his wife, as a close friend. Last summer, I went to Cebu for a vacation. They invited me to stay in their house even just for a week, and I accepted their offer. One night, after hearing some strange noises coming from their room, I rose up and slowly made my way there. I took a peek inside and knew I was right—my ex and his wife were having sex! Taken aback, I began to stroke my own pussy while watching the couple. At that moment I felt an urge to have a cock inside me. I took off all my clothes and quietly entered their room. Both of them were surprised to see me naked as I entered. But I answered their questioning expressions as I lay down beside Anne and started kissing her. Vince smiled as he got a cue that I wanted to join in. 
I am a lesbian and a punk. Last summer, I went to my aunt in the province for a vacation. It was there that I met and made friends with Mariana, my aunt’s helper in her poultry business. She’s only 16 and very pretty. One day I accompanied her to the chicken house to gather some eggs to be sold. No one was around inside the poultry house, save the chickens and us. A crazy idea entered my freaking mind. I took my iPod out and showed Mariana some music videos that I downloaded. She was enjoying herself when I suddenly opened a video showing two lesbians fucking each other. She never complained and continued to watch the video. But she became quiet and her face turned red. After the video I gave her a naughty smile and asked her: “Nag-enjoy ka ba?” She answered me with a slight nod not knowing what to say.
It was my second to the last day at my parents’ office, where I worked. One day my boyfriend visited me at my office (I have my own room). It’s been a week since our last “encounter,” and since we’re alone in the room, we decided to get naughty. I decided to take a peek at what my parents were doing before my man and I would get wild. I saw both of the them were busy. Perfect! As I went back inside my room, I hurriedly locked the door. Like in our past escapades, we didn’t fully undress for the occasion, just in case anyone would come. I only had my jeans and undies pulled down to my mid thigh, while he conveniently unbuttoned his pants. I sat on the sofa with my knees bent toward my chest as he knelt in front of me and pumped hungrily.
My boyfriend is battling a legal case and is currently detained at a city jail just a few minutes away from my home. Whenever we feel the urge to do the deed, we spend our intimate moments at a small room that we rent for a certain amount and period. When we were transferred to a special cell for trustees, which oftentimes remains open during the day, we’ve had more opportunity to fondle each other. During visiting hours, inmates within that cell would be busy elsewhere doing errands for the guards, leaving the cell all to ourselves. We’d always do it inside the the CR, with me checking first if somebody else was around. But one day, we heard somebody walking to the cell while he was banging me hard.
My boyfriend’s parents and sister were going out of town for a week, so he decided to throw a small birthday party for me at their house. We bought a variety of drinks and got drank in the living room. By 4AM, we were sloshed and in heat, so we went to his room. We made passionate love over and over again until the morning. It felt good—the whole time I was screaming so loud, confident that nobody would hear us. At 10 in the morning, I reached for the fridge to get some water, naked. As I turned around I was shocked to see my boyfriend’s brother in law and his friends in the living room, staring at me.
My call center colleagues Abby, Frank and I have been the closest of friends ever since the first day of training. We were all singles and did everything together. Some of our colleagues even thought that either Frank was gay or Abby and I were lesbians—but we didn’t care. One time, our company held an overnight outing at Mt. Makulot in Batangas, where the three of us shared a tent. Later that night, we weren’t ready to go to sleep yet so we decided to make use of all the alcohol we brought along. The session started with the usual jokes and conversations until we started to speak of past relationships, experiences and fantasies. The erotic topics made me suggest jokingly that Abby and I french-kiss for fun, and lucky for me, she was game. As we kissed I started to feel so horny that I found my hand inside her shirt, fondling her breasts until she started to fondle mine. Since Abby and I were now in total heat, we just looked at each other, smiled and proceeded to crawl toward Frank.
I used to have a crush on this gay friend of mine. One time, I slept over at his house since I lived in the province and still had a lot of things to do in the city. So we were in his room, on the bed, talking, when I felt irresistibly horny. By the time he finished talking and told me to sleep, I started to kiss him deeply. He got shocked, his eyes gaped wide and, in a short while, he went beyond kissing. He got on top of me, took off my clothes and licked my nipples.
It had been a year since I had my first girl-to-girl experience when my bisexual nature was reawakened. I thought my previous experience would be the last until I started bed-spacing in an exclusive dormitory for girls in Makati, where one of my roommates instantly caught my eye. She’s not drop-dead gorgeous but she’s attractive, with more than average-size boobs, topped with a sexy body and sex appeal that refueled my lust for the same sex. In addition to that, I noticed that when she sleeps, she’d always be clad in panties and a tank top without bra. I couldn’t help but imagine how her protruding nipples look like beneath and I ached to feel, lick and taste her pussy. One night, she invited me to drink in our room. In between drinks, she revealed that she had a three-year relationship with a lesbian. I also told her that I’d already had a same-sex experience and enjoyed it. After downing a bottle of brandy, I was feeling light-headed so I asked if I could just rest my head on her pillow. I was half-asleep when I felt hands removing my pants.
Every weekend, I go to my boyfriend’s house to hang out, watch movies and do the natural thing. One time, my would-be mother-in-law asked us to accompany her to the grocery. I knew it would make our quality time shorter, but then I found a way to make it more exciting. I grabbed the shopping cart to impress mommy. Then I joined her in picking liquor for daddy. But then I got tired of pushing the cart so I asked my boyfriend to assist me. How? By going behind me while I was pushing the cart. While he was at my back, I pretended that I dropped something so I had to pick it up and feel his thing. And if his mom was about three rows away from us, I sometimes stole a three-second kiss from my boyfriend. Soon I felt his tool was becoming very hard. I never regret that day because it was when I found a new way to excite my boyfriend. So much that we did three rounds before he drove me home. Happy weekend!
One night my boyfriend and I, along with some friends, went out to party. Needless to say we got drunk, but none of us wanted to go home just yet. One of our friends owns a hotel in a nearby town, so we went there for an after-party. We stayed in one room, complete with food, drinks, and a deck of cards from the hotel. Our friends played pusoy while my boyfriend and I watched them. Then my boyfriend started tickling me and caressing my breasts from outside my shirt, without our friends knowing. It got more intense, and soon we were kissing torridly. I wanted to stop him there, but after a little while I couldn’t help myself. I opened his fly as fast as I could, put my hand on his crotch and started rubbing his cock. My friends, however, acted as if nothing was happening and just kept on playing. I then pulled his pants and boxers down, while he undressed me. In my bra and panties, I went down on him on the side of the bed. This time the guys and girls playing cards kept silent as they continued their game, while stealing glances at us. One of the girls then said I had a nice ass—it felt so awkward but what an experience it was! I got up, pushed my guy to the bed, and took my bra and undies off. Everyone started yelling in excitement. I got on top of my guy and rode him without a care in the world. We could see in our friends’ eyes that they were becoming horny, too. My guy placed me in a doggy position and started pumping hard. To which a guy friend said, “Tapikin mo sa puwet!” My boyfriend obliged, which made everyone yell and laugh. He pulled out his cock. I then sucked it until he came. Our friends stayed put up until the moment my guy and I walked to the bathroom to wash up. We’ve all kept it a secret to this day. It was an unforgettable experience that I think everyone should try out.
My best friend Alisson and I are bisexuals. We work in the same office. We are very close and comfortable with each other—so comfortable that we have intimate sex every now and then. Our most unforgettable sexual experience happened at a friend’s Halloween party. We went as Darna and Valentina.
I can’t help thinking about having sex with another guy—and I just had to tell my boyfriend that. He was a little disappointed at first, but then he said he was okay with it—but only if he’s involved. So we made rules: I would choose the guy, no anal for him, no kissing, he’d come two times anywhere, and the other guy’s cock shouldn’t be bigger than my boyfriend’s. So we went out and got a male hooker, who’s not as handsome but just as fit as my boyfriend. (Let’s call him Rocky.) On the way to the hotel we told him the rules. As soon as we got inside the room, my guy kissed me then turned me around to face Rocky. Rocky massaged by breasts while my guy undressed me from behind. I took off Rocky’s clothes and gave him head, while my guy had his hand on my sensitive parts and did me doggy. They switched positions, and to make the long story short, the night ended well. What an experience! What my boyfriend doesn’t know is I already hired a girl to help us out on his birthday.
I am 22 years old and mom of two daughters. I’ve had a live-in partner for two years now. I met my current partner in a BPO company. When I was placed in another account, I met this new guy who’s tall, dark, and hunky. This guy also happened to be one of the bosses. He seemed to be so annoyed with girls—which challenged me. I can honestly say that I’m still hot considering I have two kids, so I was able to catch his attention. 
For a long time I was having a mutual attraction with a cute guy friend. But we tried our best to ignore it because we were both attached to someone else. We were in a big circle of friends and we’d all party every weekend. 
It happened twice last January when I visited my Ate. I noticed that my horny bayaw couldn’t contain himself, perhaps imagining that two delectable holes were in front of him. Sorry to him, I didn’t have the guts, but I thought of really seducing him that day. We were on the verge of taking each other’s bodies, anyway, since we have been exchanging very vulgar terms of engagement.
My friend still has the blues for her ex fling and she wanted to know if the guy had moved on—and if he’s really just a flirt. We used my number to send him an anonymous text message, and he seemed like he was surely up for another fling. 
I am a newly registered nurse who’d recently volunteered in the ER of a government hospital. One late evening on the graveyard shift, I found myself alone in the ER with another volunteer nurse—a dusky guy with a fine physique and a nice goatee that turned me on. Blame the smell of the ER or the boredom of the night, but we just found ourselves looking at each other then suddenly giving it a go at one of the beds there. We were exchanging fluids when the ambulance siren blasted in the air. Damn, just as we were on the edge, a bleeding patient comes in. The ER doctor came and assessed the bleeding. He noticed a red cloth near the patient and, the situation being an emergency, he got hold of it to stop the blood flowing. Ooops! It was my thong. The doctor noticed it too but the situation just didn’t call for an undie check—he threw it in the waste bin. For the next 12 hours on duty, it was windy between my legs!
This happened when I was a freshman at a university in Baguio. My then boyfriend was a fourth year cadet at the famous soldiers’ school. We agreed to meet at the grounds of his school and go to a more secluded spot so that we could talk privately. I guess he was kind of disappointed because I only wanted to “talk” but I sensed what he was up to so I let him lead the way. He took me to an empty john and we began kissing. As I was undoing his uniform he was sucking real nice on my nips through my shirt. I sat him on one of the crappers, mounted him, sliding his cock into me very smoothly. Me pumping real hard on his dick was exciting enough, but it was made even more so with the noise going on outside—the john wasn’t locked or anything, and we could hear cadets milling outside, anytime they could come in and catch us. We finished, went out undetected, and pretended nothing had happened. We could have gotten away clean had it not been for the lipstick mark I had left on his cheek, which some of his batch mates saw and got an idea from. 
