Unexpected romance in the Phillipines.
I landed in Manila with no real plan besides sunshine, cold drinks, and a bit of adventure. The heat hit me the moment I walked out of the airport — a thick, humid blanket that felt equal parts exhausting and exciting. It didn’t take long before the city wrapped itself around me with its noise, colour, and warmth.
After a couple of days exploring the lanes and markets, I headed south to a coastal town known for diving spots and hidden waterfalls. That’s where I met her — the Filipina who would change the tone of the whole trip.
I’d stopped at a small food stall where the locals were serving balut. Determined not to look like a soft tourist, I gave it a go. I must’ve made a face somewhere between pride and regret, because I heard someone laughing beside me. She had a smile that lit up the whole stall. She teased me gently, then showed me how the locals seasoned it. We started talking, and suddenly the heat didn’t seem quite as oppressive.
Adventure in the Tropics
Over the next few days we fell into an easy rhythm. She showed me the spots tourists rarely find — a cliff-side track leading to a waterfall hidden behind thick jungle, a small family-run café overlooking rice fields, and a tiny beach shack that played live music under strings of lanterns.
We jumped off waterfalls together, the water cool against the tropical heat. We went scuba diving over coral gardens glowing with every shade imaginable. She moved through the water with calm confidence, and I tried not to stare too much through my mask.
Nights That Felt Like They Belonged Only to Us
Night life in the Philippines has its own pulse — warm air, neon reflections on wet streets, music drifting from every direction. One evening, after sharing grilled seafood and trying a few more daring dishes, we wandered to a beach bar with our feet in the sand.
Our first encounter had this pull to it — slow, warm, unhurried. The kind that happens when the night is quiet, the air is thick with salt, and you’re both leaning closer without even realising it. Her hand brushed mine, she held the touch instead of retreating, and the world just seemed to fall into place. It wasn’t rushed or bold; it was soft, certain, and full of promise.
The first time ww had sex was a little awkard & nervous, in a little shack by the beach... but after that first time, oh boy did it spark up.
I booked us into a lovelt little B&B with colourful murals overlooking coral reef. Now this was more comfotable, clean white sheets, a big luxurious shower and total privacy!
As soon as we entered the room and put our bags down she delightedly skipped towards me & jumped up onto me, wrapping her legs around my hips and kissed me hard, i squeezed her juicy butt & kissed her kneck and whispered "oooof beautiful you are so gorgeous"
She hopped off & undressed calmly & lay seductively on the bed, not really ever taking her eyes off me, well I had to return the favour then.
Fondling away i traced my lips and then tongue down to her labia, slowing down to tease her a little and then flicking my tongue onto to her clit. She was already soaking wet, she moaned & then grabbed my kneck to pull me back up, grabbed my cock and shoved it straight in! Kissing me hard and biting my lower lip. Oh my, the pure ecstacy of her perfect tight, wet cunt!!!
Raw passion took over, I could feel that she wanted it hard and rough this time. I thrust hard but slowly at first and then rythmically sped up. Her whimpers and moans were so hot at one stage i had to slow down so I didnt cum too quickly.
I flipped her over, lay her flat, pinned her hands on her tint hands with one hand and squeezed her peachy little butt with another and went to pound town. This really sent her over the edge, making her cum over and over again with loud moans and she just repeted "oh fuck oh fuck, baby, Im cumming, Im cumming"
I changed things up again by flipping her back over, pulling her up back above my hips, she put her arms around my shoulder and i fucked her standing up, ooof what a workout! She started kissing my kneck & licking my ear which sent me over the edge, almost blowing a big load deep inside her.
"Hold up lets make it last a but longer" I heard my self say. I bit fatigued now I lay down, she jumped on top and grinded away, cumming a few more times, her face was flush red with passion. She changed it up by goibf into froggy squat position, oh my she can ride my big dick like a pogo. She put her hands on my chest, riding away and eventually found my weak spot, my nipples, flicking nd massaging them, a cheeky smile as she realised this was it, this is how to make him squirm. I yelled out, "Im cumming, oh shit Im cumming Im cumming baby" she pulled me out just in time while still flicking my nipples abd i shot a huge load all over her breasts, a little on her kneck and chin and even some on my chin, into my beard.
We both collapsed, melted into eachother her cum on body nestling into mine, head on my chest, looking up at me with love, awe, adoration and little kisses. I would caress her butt and back. We giggled about rhe mess we had made. Wet pussy juice sheets and cum all over both of us! What raw, primal fuck that was, we both, having got that first encounter out of way were both so hungry to get a proper passionate session in like that, one I will never forget.
