High End Pinay Kolehiyala

High end pinay kolehiyala.

Heinz was 19 yrs old when his dad was assigned to the Philippines as an expat. They moved from Germany to a luxurious subdivision in Makati. He was transferred to one of the prestigious universities in manila. In his past 6 months, he made a few local friends and some foreign students like him. He found it difficult to blend in because he didn’t know the local language or customs. He was handsome, blue eyes, pointed nose, 6 feet tall, short brown hair and athletic. But he hadn’t had any luck socializing with the locals. He looked too good and unusual that it shocked every girl he was introduced into sudden, shy silence. In his first few months, he scored a few hits on foreign women from his community but like every foreigner, he wanted to try the local girls. He didn’t want to go out in the red light districts and get himself a hooker. He wanted the home-grown, non-commercialized, clean cunts of girls his age. He needed connections. The time came when a local friend, budz invited him for early dinner at greenbelt. Budz told him he was meeting his gf and the gf was being joined by a female schoolmate, who had a “game” attitude and was single at that time.

6pm, Friday, at a fancy restaurant at greenbelt. He met budz and gf Samantha but the female friend wasn’t there. Samantha was 5’5 tall, a bit chubby, long hair, morena and hell of well endowed. She had a pair of 40dd hooters and was wearing a yellow body fit spandex shirt and sexy shorts, and a long scarf around her neck flowing down to her waist to conceal the heavily armed bazookas she was carrying under that push up bra that even made it look bigger. With thick well made slutty make up, Heinz thought budz for sure must have had a great time sliding his wood between those fun bags at least once. Minutes passed and they started ordering and Heinz’s heart started to grow heavy when suddenly, an eye catching sight approached them. She said to Samantha: “hi Sam! I’m sorry I’m late due to some school work”. Then Sam said: “no worries dear, we were just getting started. Btw, meet Heinz, he’s new here. He’s budz friend”. With his very limited Filipino words, he mustered what he could and politely said “kha-muz-tah?” The girl smiled and realized he was a foreigner and replied: “hi! I’m Valerie. Pleased to meet you”. Valerie, as polite as she is, stunned both budz and Heinz. Yet they tried to play the game calmly. She was 5’7 tall, long flowing brown hair that had some curls in them. She was the real deal. She had a coca-cola shaped body with much defined curves, an obvious meaty butt, and what looked like a 38dd bust, the push up bra underneath accentuating it even further. She had dark round eyes, a cute small nose and protruding lips that shine with gloss. She was wearing braces. Her hair was flowing down her chest. To make the night even hotter, she was wearing a white body fit blouse that had a pair of horizontal buttons in the breast part. The lingerie she was wearing was outlined and almost see-thru in her school uniform’s blouse. She turned sideward’s to talk to Sam and this made Heinz drool even further. The strap of her bra was visible underneath that see thru blouse and the side of the push-up created a crescent shaped cup that covered her bulging breasts underneath. Valerie’s whole figure was outlined by the thinness of her slightly see thru uniform, revealing a tempting cum target. She wore a long blue skirt that contradicted what was on top: very conservative below, and attention grabbing on top. There was an id lace hanging on her neck which wrote: “a*****tion college”.

Valerie sat down and they ordered some food and 3 of them ordered some alcohol except Valerie, who declined because she was wearing her uniform. Sam somehow managed to convince Valerie to drink, since it was Friday night and no one would see as the place was discrete. 2 hours passed and they were all high on alcohol. Heinz, being a beer drinking beast of the Aryan people, didn’t even feel tipsy. Budz was getting kinky and Heinz noticed budz place his arms around Sam with his hand flowing down. Sam would lean over to budz trying to look sweet and kiss him, as she turned to face budz, his hand around her chest would touch her boobs and tease her. Valerie was also laughing and turned red faced from the alcohol. She kept hitting Heinz in the arm whenever he threw the lousiest joke. Heinz knew that budz needed to bury his kamagong inside his Sam’s sampaguita or between those big, rounds, brown bazookas. They all called it a night and said their goodbyes. End of story.