Si Manong (like a virgin) sis. Chastity’s diary

I said as I put down my cigarette “manong tulungan mo ko hubarin shirt ko” manong choked hard on his cigarette “ha?! Tu-tulungan kita maghubad?!” he said between coughs and with his bloodshot eyes bulging, “pwede ba manong? ang hirap kasi nang buttons nito” “ha o sige akin na” he said trembling with excitement. I let him do the unbuttoning and moved myself towards him and he groaned as his fingers pressed on my boobs “uhh putris ang lambot ng ma mga susooo!!!” he exclaimed “ano yun manong?” I said smiling sweetly “ha ehr kwan, sabi ko ang hirap tangalin pala ng ma nga butones” he stutters “putang ina ang hirap tangalin uhmm!” he said in frustration and he pulled so hard, my shirt got ripped, popping out a button “ay sori iha napalakas ako ang hirap pala kasi tangalin” “uhmm sige manong nipunitin mo nalang” I said smiling sweetly. “Hah!? pupunitin ko na lang?!” “oo I’ll just sew uh, nagtatahi ko nalang uli” he swallowed hard and paused for a few seconds “uh s-sige, tang ina lalo akong mauulol nito, pupunitin ko na parang ginagahasaaah” he muttered in a tune. I got more excited having my shirt ripped by an ugly old sex maniac, I gasped and moaned bitelipped at the sound of fabric tearing that was so fucking erotic and then I suddenly remembered I wasn’t wearing any bra then but was too late as manong ripped my shirt open revealing my very thin sleeveless crop top undershirt, clinging on to my firm boobies, my pinkish nipples almost showing through the thin fabric, manong couldn’t prevent himself from groaning and with a look of extreme lust and disbelief “putang inang yan walang bra!” he exclaims with bulging bloodshot eyes.

“Juskopo ano bang klasing madri to?” He muttered while breathing heavily. Fires of sexual tension burn hotter as I feel his hot breath while he slowly pulls my shirt sleeves down my arms “manong, what is the matter?” I said smiling as I toss my shirt on the side “ah wala nagulat lang ako wala kang bra, eh napakalusog at ang bibilog pa naman ng mga su ehr nang mga dibdib mo” he said as he stared at my chest as he slowly sat down. Actually I’m wearing a very thin cotton sleep bra, looking like a very thin, very tight fitting cropped top sando, I wore them more often than brassieres because it’s breathable fabric well suited to a climate like the Philippines and are very sensual. “Ah kasi sobra mainit sa philippines kasi, and makapal pa fabric ng uniform lalo mainit,” “ah hindi ka pala nagbabra sa pinas, para prisko! heh ok ah” he said grinning devilishly, eyes gleaming with lust. “No manong nagsusuot din ako ng bra hindi lang today” “pero ang ganda mong dalhin, kabigha bighani ka at p-pati ang pante mo subrang nipes din, napakasiksi ng tabas kita ang makikinis at mapuputi mong singit, hindi ba iba sa dapat isuot nang ma nga madri?” “oo and uh hindi mo naman sasabihin to kay mother right? isusumbong mo ba ako?” I said smiling sweetly “ah oo naman, uh hindi pala, hahaha, hindi ko isusumbong, nakakatuwa ka uh, naman kayo sister, nagyoyosi, hindi kaba naiilang na na may nakakakita na lalake na ganyan lang ang suut mo” anong nilililang manong?” “uh kuwan parang nahihiya o hinde mapalagay o kampante ganun” “it’s ok manong kaw lang naman nagkakikita sakin and may damit pa naman ako eh?” I said giggling “eh ang suut mo yan lang kamisa at pante at ang ninipis pa!” he said “it’s alright di ba parang lolo naman kita manong?” “ay oo naman iha ay sister pala heheh!” “sige manong maliligo ako sa ulan” I said as I stood up “ha?! Di ka naiilang na nasa labas ka na halos walang saplot?” “uhmm medyo manong, ngayon palang ako ginawa to, and pero matagal ko na kasi gusto mag experience na maligo sa rain”