Call Me Marie

I didn’t cum myself. My pussy was unsatisfied, but my heart was so full it would nearly burst. I had never felt so emotionally satisfied in my entire life. I was…Happy.

I climbed off of him, reclined the passenger’s seat, and lie down there, facing him. Watching him come down from the throes of orgasm. His cock was still hanging out of his pants, limp now, no longer a vision of beauty but one I loved nonetheless. He wasn’t looking at me. He was looking straight up, at the ceiling of the car, breathing hard, breathing fast, breathing heavy. His sando was soaked through with sweat. I remember realizing how ugly he was. Imagine a very dark Filipino version of fat bastard from Austin Powers. But at the same time, I remember loving him more and more with every moment that passed. Cliché? Very much. But clichés gain their power from centuries of human experience reinforcing their truth. Yes, I love him more with every passing moment. He reached for my hand. I grasped it firmly.

And that’s how we got together. Naturally, nobody knew about it except me and him. Not even my friends. Not even his father. Especially not my parents. I even had a new boyfriend. Another model. But he was just a front. We never had sex. We never kissed. At most, we held hands, and he seemed happy with that. But he knew I didn’t love him. He said he was happy being my boyfriend even in name only. He knew my heart belonged to someone else.

I didn’t cum that night, in the car. But it was the best sex I had ever had.

That was just lat year. We’ve been together for almost a year now.

So remember guys, bilog ang mundo. Truthfully? Everybody, even the most beautiful people in the world, will realize at some point that looks don’t matter. Be there when they do. Anything can happen. I fell in love that night, without meaning to. Without wanting to. But now, I’m happy, and in love. So don’t ever think that anyone’s out of your league. You’ll be surprised at how little the superficial counts in the greater scheme of things.

And that is my true story. I hope that you enjoyed it, and I hope that you take the lesson in it to heart. More stories to come. Less morals, less love, more sex.=)