the promise - 3

work and things got in my way again. i hate it. i hate the fact that i can't even finish this story. its freakin' incest and i can't finish it! how lame of me. how stupid.

as continued....

i was in ecstasy. i was trapped. what if we fight? will he bring this up and tell every one i sucked him? would i ever defend myself if ever this happens? who would believe me?

i was elated. it felt like forever. but everything shattered. i felt betrayed. i felt as though he is cornering me so that he can always have someone by his side to defend him to the family if he has done something wrong. i went crazy. i stopped sucking. i stopped and stared. i stopped spinning. i felt sick. what was i doing? what was i thinking letting him be my predator? then something happened. he moaned. it wasn't the first time i heard someone moan. but this time it was different. I've always thought that sexually, moans=pleasure. i realized i was giving him something that felt good. maybe i was wrong. just paranoid little me. and i started to move my lips again. his cock is harder than what it was. not wood. more like steel. i was kinda afraid that it might break my teeth. hehe. i work hard. up and down i went. my hands still shaky. not of excitement i think. but of the immense pleasure his moans are giving me. my dick was hard as rock too. but i don't care. i was so engulfed (literally) on the pleasure it was giving me, simply because i was giving him pleasure.

and then my grandma came home. it was it. he didn't cum. i wish he did. i've read it all over the tabloids already. that after sometime of playing with someone's dick, cum comes out. that would've completed my experience.

after that i looked forward to every summer that we have. me sucking his dick once more. but he never really came when he had our "thing". sad. but my first cum experience was with another cousin. hehe. and that's my second story. watch out!

the promise -2

this next installment has long been over due. sorry. i was busy. work. friends. sorry.



i was on the verge of pursuing this story but as the moment drew in closer, it made me sleepy. less sleep + more time with friends= a healthy social life....



here goes me again...



he started by asking me to give him a massage. most of those who have had the chance to experience my magic touch commented how well my hands work. going back, i gave him my all. my best. then he started to moan a little. somehow, i felt excited. weird. eerie. then, curious. he turned. his bulge was the only thing thats capturing my attention. it was bigger than what i have. he's 13 and im 10 for gaffts sake. i began to check him out. i was staring at his dick still entraped indside his shorts encased inside his briefs. even so, it was prominent. he grabbed my hand and the guided it to where he wants it to be. in my thoughts, i was guessing he planned this. i dont know why. i dont care anymore. the simple caress my hand gives his encapsulated dick became more aggressive. i was more curious than i thought i will be. i think im going crazy. my heart is pounding. fast. no, very fast. what if my cousins come in? what if the knock. we need to open the door.



he pulled his pant down. we wanted me to feel his his dick through his undies. in which, i did. i liked the feeling. correction: I LOVED THE FEELING! it was my first sexual experience. it wasnt a fantasy to me. but it was the best feeling i've ever felt. innocence left me. i was in limbo. i thought i wasnt moving. but i was. i began to sniff his dick still in his underwear. it smelled good. the musk smell made me come out of my shell. then i did something daring for me at that time. i slid my hands inside his underwear and grabbed his throbbing dick. his moans i cannot hear anymore. his movements i cannot fathom. myself, felt like another person. i was amazed on how things were going. then, he asked me to do something......

continued again... hehhe...

the Promise - 1

i was chatting with some friends yesterday and i promised to put a blog on my sexual exploits.

i was young when my parents bought a house in novaliches. i hated that place. water has time. sooo far from our place at quezon city. and most of all i dont have any friends there. years has passed. my dad died. my mom went here to the states to support us. the novaliches house was just there. sitting. empty. then, i remember my grandparents moving from our province to our novaliches house. and then there was two.

my grandpa and my grandma were the only one who lives at our novaliches house. so its only fit that we visit them and spend the night every weekend. and then, the trips to our province for the summer vacation was shifted to going to novaliches. my cousins and i would play around. do what ever we want. its summer. its our vacation. our fun.

i was 10 at that time. my eldest cousin playing with us was 13 i think at that time. as the eldest he had control of our play. imagine this. we are at an airplane. he was the pilot. some of my cousins were the passengers. and another cousin and i were the attendants. we have the whole house to ourselves. so, one room was for the cockpit and the other room was simply for the passengers. somehow my eldest cousin, would always call me to the "cockpit". i didn't know that time that it was the "cock" pit. hehehe.

"paging my attendant to the cockpit please", he goes. i was on my feet and went to the other room. when i got there, he locked the door. he asked my other cousin not to bother. i was sweet. i was young. i was innocent. i became ready of whatever he would want me to do. i have no idea what's going to happen. i felt butterfly in my stomach.

to be continued....