Uptown Girls - Cristal

CRISTAL

Hey there :) It’s me again, Cristal of the Uptown Girls. I was so hot from writing my first story that I had to write the next one! But not till I’d finished teleconferencing Lex, Raine and Georgie to remind them that we promised to write and post all our experiences one at a time. So don’t worry boys, di namin kayo bibitinin ;)

We all decided that to increase your excitement, we’d describe ourselves to aid in the errmm... imagination process. Sooo... I got my name from my Brit mom who loves Roederer Cristal champagne. My daddy is a Filipino politician who went to London for an international summit and brought her home afterwards. He always said it was either a souvenir mug or her....she smacks him upside the head everytime :)

Anyway, I’m 5’9” with stats of 34B-22-33, and I’ve obviously got really long legs. Yes, I get offers to model a lot, but I don’t need the money and daddy hates it when men oggle me. My complexion is pale, typical English rose daw, and psssttt... yep, my nips are pink ;) Now that I’ve mentioned it, its pink everywhere the sun don’t shine, hahaha! I don’t work, though I finished university, so I spend my days with my 3 best friends, shopping till we drop, sipping lattes, gossiping about people we know, maintaining our bodies in gyms and spas, pretty much what every Filipina WASP normally does I suppose. Well, we were normal until that night 2 months ago.....

I realized that having a warm bath while horny isn’t really the best recipe for relaxing. As I lay in the tub, I could still taste Bruno’s semen in my mouth and savored its nasty yet erotic aroma. I felt different. Licking my fingers, I felt sexy and dirty at the same time. It was like a huge curiosity had awakened inside me and given me the daring to do things I’d never done or thought of before. I fondled my perfect breasts and pinched my nipples. I groaned at the sensation. My hand crept down to my clit and started stroking it. Faster and faster, my fingers working independently of my control, I made myself cum repeatedly until I fell asleep in the bath from sheer exhaustion.

By some weird-telepathic-frequency-unspoken-yet-communicated-agreement-thing, the four of us didn’t speak about that night till the week before. Oh, we met everyday as usual, did the same things, talked about the same stuff, but like the time a drunk Raine kissed my ex-boyfriend at my own house party, it was a topic we ignored despite feeling its everpresent weight around us , and kinda hoping it would just go away.

One noticeable change was how we seemed to tire when the sun went down. We all started complaining of how drained we were after dinner, and how we had to go home and rest. Despite this happening more often, unlike before, no one protested that the night was still young. Everyone complied, set appointments to meet the next day, said our goodbyes and went home. Or so we all thought...

As soon as I got home, I threw off my sandals and summer dress and looked in the mirror. Did I really want to do this? I smirked at my reflection and thought “Oh yes, most definitely...” I opened the slutty closet and chose a black leather mini, a red silk tie-around, and my strappy 5-inch Manolo’s. After a quick shower, I put makeup and everything else on and checked myself out in the mirror. I liked what I saw. You boys would’ve too ;) RAWRRR! Momma was going hunting!

And who was I hunting? Hmmm....I knew it would have to be someone I didn’t know. Someone, who would never even come within a mile of my socio-economic circle. And if push came to shove, someone who no one would ever believe could get close enough, much less touch me. Other than that, I decided to just let the dice roll and see who the lucky guy’s going to be!

I decided to try Taguig because of its proximity to the Fort and safety just in case I chickened out. Though I’d been to the Fort countless times, I’d never given a second look to the rundown area you pass thru to get there. You know, the houses underneath the flyover? Anyway, I parked at the Shell station to avoid drawing attention to my car. Plus, before I left the Escalade, I put on my oversize Chanel shades to hide my identity. I needn’t have bothered, the bystanders whistling as I passed were pretty much glued to my exposed stomach and legs to look at my face. I looked over these grimy kanto boys and thought “Hmmm, could it be one of you?”, but since no one approached me, I kept on walking. Turning the corner, I found a beer house with some local tambays playing pool. These guys were older and probably more jaded about passers-by too. They all stopped to look at me for a second, then seemed to dismiss me outright to go back to their game. I sat down at a bench and ordered a San Mig Light from an old lady and lit up a cigarette. As I sat there smoking, I noticed one of the players kept glancing in my direction. He was a tall and huge but really ugly, think Dwayne Johnson body with The Great Khali’s face. Let’s call him Shrek ;) I knew Shrek was building up the courage to approach me by the way he kept glancing in my direction, then chugging his beer faster after every look. Sure enough, after his beer, he strode towards me.

He asked “Miss Sexy, naghahanap ka ba ng date?” I answered “Depende sa date.” He sat beside me and seemed to think on my answer as well as take me in. I nearly gagged from the smell of his BO, but I suddenly remembered the effect of Bruno’s odor and tried to get used to the sweaty animal beside me. I forced a smile and asked him “Bakit, gusto mo ba magdate tayo?” He replied “Baka kasi mahal ka eh” I started laughing so hard that he must’ve thought I’d lost it. I said “Hinde ako bayaran, na-bored lang ako sa bahay kaya naghahanap ako ng gimmick” He smiled nervously and told me “Masyado ka kasi maganda para sa lugar na ito, nagpustahan nga mga kasama ko na lalake ka daw.” Oh-My-Fucking-God! No wonder they dismissed me offhand! I suppose I really couldn’t fault them for thinking that, I mean how many girls like me trawl for guys in a place like this? I laughed and said “Hahaha, eh di kung sabay tayo umalis, iisipin nila sumama ka sa bakla? Pero pag di ka sumama sa akin, di mo malalaman kung lalake ako o talagang maganda lang na babae?” I raised an eyebrow at him and waited for him to think it thru. I was really getting bored with this but since I started it, might as well see it to the end. Besides, seeing his obvious discomfort was funny. Finally, he looked at me and said “Bahala na nga, sige tara doon tayo sa trabaho ko.”

Work was an apartment construction site a few doors down. Since it was almost finished, the place wasn’t as bad as I expected. There was carpet on the floors and toilets and sinks too. He grabbed my hand with his grubby paws and dragged me into one of the rooms. I guess Shrek couldn’t wait to see if he’d won the lotto or not because he immediately started unzipping my mini. I slapped him hard, ran to the other side of the room, turned around and stuck my hand out to stop him. I smiled coyly and said “Kaw ha, kala ko big boy ka lang, bad boy ka din pala.” I then instructed him to sit on the floor and not to move or I would lose my mood. Shrek obediently sat down and waited for me to begin. I took my sunglasses off and started playing my favorite music inside my head, closed my eyes and started swaying my body. Since I was wearing a red tie-around, I merely had to reach back to remove the knot. Once it was free, I wrapped the cloth around my breasts to hide them. I swayed and danced around the room till I was behind Shrek, then covered his eyes with the cloth, tying it around his greasy head. As soon as he had untied it, I stood right in front of him, my firm breasts with their pink tips just begging him to touch them. With a gentleness that belied his size, he took them and started squeezing and rolling them around in his hands. Whew, this was turning me on! His rough callouses actually sent shivers over my body whenever he ran them over my nipples. I asked him “ Ano? Suso ba yan ng lalake? Sabagay baka magaling lang doctor ko noh? Hahaha...” Pushing myself away, I danced to the other side of the room again and giggling, put my hands round my back. You could see by the gleam in his eyes he knew what was coming. I unzipped my mini, turned my back to him, and slid it as slowly as possible down my infinitely long legs. When the mini came off, I kept my legs together and sashayed backwards towards him. “Higa ka” I told him, and he did. When he was staring upwards at me already, I took my hands away and showed him that there was nowhere in my panties to hide a penis ;) I teased him “O ano? Lalake ba ako? Bibihis na lang ako pag ayaw moooo....hihihi”

Since Shrek had been such an obedient boy, I decided to give him something in return. I told him that he could take my panties off, but he had to do it slowly (they were Dolces after all). By the time he could see my shaved pink pussy, I was pretty sure his eyes were going to pop out anytime now. When he finished taking my panties off, he handed them over to me, and I turned around to put them on top of my pile of clothes. And that’s exactly when the shit hit the fan.....

I felt his powerful arms grab mine from behind. I got the wind knocked out of me as Shrek threw me onto the floor. A little dazed, he grabbed my hair, pulled his pants down and told me suck him till he said stop. Angry though I was at losing control of the situation, I couldn’t help but admire his huge organ which reminded me of Bruno’s. Though not as big, it probably wouldn’t rip me apart either. Oh God, the stink was even worse here! But as I was a little afraid of him now, I started to lick and suck his dick, just praying he wouldn’t get more violent. Just when my jaw was getting tired, he said “ Aahhhh, ang sarap mo tsumupa puta ka, pero kailangan na kitang makantot! Sige, higa ka!” I lay on the floor and spread my legs, worried of how much this was gonna hurt because I wasn’t lubricated enough. Shrek however, surprised me again by facing the front of my pussy and started sucking my clit. “OoooohhhhhMmmyyyyyGodYessssssssss.....” I moaned. I’m guessing his job here was a painter, coz damn (!), this guy knew how to brush up and down! His tongue was a little rough, again a plus point, as friction from it sent tingles all over my body. His scaly hands roamed all over my face, my neck, my arms, my breasts, my legs, pinching, pulling, rolling, squeezing until I begged him to fuck me already. “Tang ina, kantutin mo na akoooo!!!” I screamed at him as loud as I could. If anyone outside could hear me, well then shit, at the moment I could care less. I was the bitch goddess in heat, deprived of cock for a thousand years, insatiable as hell, the only way to tame the tempest was to give me what I wanted NOW! AND GODDDDD!!!! I wanted his COCK SOOOO BAD!!! Then, with nary a warning or courtesy poke, Shrek shoved all 10 inches of his cock inside my slippery waiting pussy.....

“Aaaaaauuuuuggggghhhhhhh!!!” I yelled. Not from pain, I was wet enough to handle more. I yelled from satisfaction, of desire granted, of fire contained. I opened my legs wider and pulled him deeper and deeper inside me. I tightened my pussy relentlessly to squeeze his cock tighter and tighter and tighter. He responded by pounding me harder and harder and harder. He turned me around, fucked me from behind, turned me over again to lick and bite my breasts, and kept looking at my face as he fucked me for what seemed liked a lifetime. I looked at him too. Damn me if he wasn’t the ugliest guy I’d ever slept with. Damn me twice if I said I’d never want Shrek to fuck me again. He was like a stud bull, I’d already cum 3 times before he finallly gave it up and exploded his seed inside of me. Though we both were tired, it was with reluctance on both our parts that he pulled his cock out of me and we started getting dressed. Shrek wanted my panties as a souvenir and I gave them to him. He asked if I’d ever come back again and I told him cryptically, that we never know what tomorrow will bring.

The sweaty animal that nearly raped me earlier was actually a gentleman who insisted on walking me back to the gas station. Before I left though, we passed by his friends who were snickering as we walked past. I’d actually decided not to dignify their comments because they weren’t worth it. But when one of them yelled at Shrek that the panties he was holding smelled like balls, I thought that was the last straw. Facing all of them, I pulled up my skirt, flashed them my gorgeous pink pussy, watch them redden in shock, then I turned around, walked back to Shrek, who was waiting for me and smiling...