Balibago - north of Manila

[phenom]

Ha, long story.
Despite her protective mother's close chaperoning, she managed to slip off for her virgin tryst (yes, she was untouched up to that point) last year on the pretext of having lunch with her"boyfriend", a rogue police officer.
However, her mum later disappoved of the guy vehemently and Myra acquiesed.
He had no idea now that he had an offspring and Myra became a second generation single mum.

She is 35 now or will be soon.
As to how she looks, she's even heftier than her mother.

[phenom]

I will be leaving for Manila and on to Balibago early in the morning.
And....Starr is waiting for me. Just talked to her on the phone a few hours ago. Looking forward to a weekend of wild sextifaction

[phenom]

DAMNIT. I tried to post this in tokcok.com but couldn't get in so have to do it here.
Yes I have returned to Balibago. Was there last weekend and again from last nite. In a rare break from my boozing and "fishing" binges, I was with Starr all the way.........

note to bro saddam: My apologies for not being able to meet up with you again after Monday as I was busy with my customers the rest of my Manila nites. Kopi on me in GL, if you're inclined to MMs.

Originally Posted by xyz7766

Very dedicated to the Toksters, extremely thought full of you, Sir Phenom. Thank you.

Hugs and kisses to Miss Starr from most of us, and lots of wet licks from me!!!

I am being knighted?
Wow whee whee!!!
Yippee yippee yip yip!!! kekeke

Another brief update on the continuation f my sexventure with the luscious Starr (attn; moon & epl, this is not a FR ) :-
We spent last nite and this morning doing nothing but boozing and cavorting in the room.
Oh what a sextifying time, all that hugging and smooching and stimulating and humping and cummmming....all over her face, mouth, tits, everywhere. hahaha

[phenom]

Wow! What can I say?
I was Starr-shocked....with all that torturioursly slow rabba-ing, furious pumping and hard squirting!
I will really need a wheelchair to get back home tomorrow.

Can't post much now as she is right next to me on another computer in a internet cafe. Will post my FR after I'm home.

[blacknight6]

Originally Posted by phenom

Crossing of paths? I believe so. Crossing of swords? Maybe. Hahaha.

To give you a clue of my identity, I held the record then for the most number of chix bonked in one det: 79 different ones in 90 days. Actually I had more than one per day as I repeated quite a few of them as well. Even the notorious "JohnnyOne Shot" conceded defeat.

After so long, allow me to volunteer a name to your nick. Are you the one who was very into Canon cameras and also had your name changed to Hanyu pin also. If yes to both questions, I think I know you.

[phenom]

If you think so then it is and, if you think not then it is not.

I had given you so many clues and leads that if you are still not clear about it by now, you must be a moron.

Need I say more?

[blacknight6]

Originally Posted by phenom

If you think so then it is and, if you think not then it is not.

I had given you so many clues and leads that if you are still not clear about it by now, you must be a moron.

Need I say more?

Take it easy bro., if you are not the one I am referring to, then I apologise but him and me were quite chummy then.

[phenom]

I am always easy lah.
Can't you read between the lines?

Ok, pm me and we can tok until song song.

[phenom]

Its been eight weeks since I was re-united with Starr after a relatively long interval of more than five months.
Over the head and tail ends of a ten-day period, we were by each other’s side for a total of five shell-shocked days. I was totally concussed by our hours of rambunctious fun together.
I had not intended to be with her all my time but she was so bewitching that I was spellbound despite being with her quite a few times previously.
Before the minute sumptuous details start to slowly recede into the inner recesses of my grey matter, let me begin to write about those treasured episodes in my sexventures with the delectable Starr.
I have completed and will soon post the first part, and if I were to record every single one of those ten bonks in that trip, it would surely exceed my previous record of almost ten thousand words on a serialised single FR.
Now, I won’t even try to attempt to break that mark, so let me just elaborate only on the first two shots and thereafter recount briefly on the rest of our coital unions.

[mongerx]

Hey Phenom,

I just returned from an extremely successful 5D/4N trip to AC. As for logistics, I can't recommend strongly enough the Central Park hotel, the hotel is 3*+, but the staff is 5* all the way. Also the location one block off the center of the main strip of Field Ave. go go clubs, and steps away from Santos street aka blow row. The cost is between $25-30 US a night. Also, Really good and reasonably priced western food is found at Sub Delicious (open 24 hours.) Also I met a brother from Clementi who has opened a Singapore/Chinese seafood restaurant. Unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to stop by and support the brother. IF I could get some good Black pepper crab in AC, lookout.

Now on to the man fun stuff and it was an unbelievable blasts. Went with cherry boy Bafana and we had two mega epic bar hops; one was an afternoon Permeter Road bar hope that evolved into a tequila soaked fess back in the room, and the other was a huge Fields run that lead to way too many bar fines and body shots. Way more fun than two "fat, unclean, and poorly dressed" men should be allowed to have.

I am of the opinion that rather than try and rank destinations, I want to focus on how to enjoy the strong points of each one best and try not to sweat the weak aspects.

What's so great about AC? Well as everyone says it's great value on the entertainment dollar. So one can to do what one normally does but for cheaper. However I choose to parlay the low price points and live the life of a friggin' whale. Only in AC can I truly afford to be a rock star. It's amazing how cheap the P-Diddy lifestyle is here.

The second thing I really like about AC is the Filipinas. The filipina strong suit is their pure ability to party and have fun. The filipinas drink, dance, and sing with such enthusiasm and light hearteness. They are the ulitmate little party machines. Plus in AC there is tons of faux lesbian flirtation with each other, they make out with you like crazy in the bar, and they do pretty much whatever it takes to keep their man of the night happy.

Some of the place that I found to hav both good girls and a good attitude.

Daytime: I had a good time at Luz Bar and Shadows II on Santos street. These places are a little primitive but open 24 hours and stocked with some good women who specialties are blow jobs.

On perimeter road: I really love Touch Of Class, opens at 10 AM show up at noon and it staffed to the rafters with chicks, granted you would only seriously consider payign bar fine for 25% of them, but all of them are found to flirt and play with in the bar. They all give you a great massage and show you an exciting time for the mere price of 100 peso lady drink. Also, in this vain but smaller was Honey Ko's. Also went to Club Rio and Nifty's and discovered that they are now go go/BJ bars. At Club Rio, I had four girls playing helicopter blades on my. I kept rotating them from nipple to BJ positions. Discovered two who were extremely gifted at their craft. All this for just the price of lady drinks. GOOD TIMES my friend

On Fields AVe: I almost barfined two unbelievable stunners from The Jungle, but it was last night and I begged off for a more sure thing. Really good looking line-up here. I spent the most time in Blue Fox, which has a great party atmosphere and mixes in some good rock music with the typical tunes. Plus the small line-up here contains some damn good looking women with great attitudes. Plus Phenom, needs to check this out because there are some huge melons in this place. Two times I barfined two chicks out of here. I like Treasure Island, another smaller club, but it can be hit or miss. Awesome times and great talent on display at Misty's and Cambodia. In fact we really partied hard in those two places on the one epic Fields Ave. Barhop. I was also favorably impressed with Club Lancelot whose very commfy sofas make it a great place to wind down your bar hop at.

Anyway, I had such a good time I can't wait to get back. In fact I see that SIA has a travel with 4 people deal at $289 a head to Manila. Phenom you should contact me if you are interested. I am pretty sure we can pursuade Bafana to get on board as well.

[phenom]

Originally Posted by mongerx

Hey Phenom,
..................What's so great about AC?
..................Only in AC can I truly afford to be a rock star. It's amazing how cheap the P-Diddy lifestyle is here.

The second thing I really like about AC is the Filipinas. The filipina strong suit is their pure ability to party and have fun. The filipinas drink, dance, and sing with such enthusiasm and light hearteness. They are the ulitmate little party machines.

Why else do you think I kept going back there for the past two and a half decades?

I am planning to go back there early December, business climate permitting.

[phenom]

Starry Days and Starry Nights


I must be getting old or what!

On my most recent back-to-back weekend trips to Balibago, not only did I failed to indulge in my usual bar-hopping rounds; but I also uncharacteristically stick to one single chix throughout the total of five nights there. And yes, she was by my side throughout; all of thirty-eight hours and sixty-two hours in the first and second extended romps respectively. No prizes for guessing that my sextoy was none other than the delicious and very sexventurous Starr.

For those who had followed my postings in this thread, this mixed blood Thai-Filipina is a rare treasure even among the many precious stones I had unearthed during my long decades of chionging the pleasure spots of Asean and beyond. …….
To briefly recap, I first got her in October last year after spotting her dancing energetically at Cheetah’s. After a night of rapturous romps, she skipped work the next day and sms to me that she would like to spend a “quiet” night with me. I naturally agreed, though not without a moment’s hesitation as I seldom do repeats however good the first experience turned out to be.
On my return to paradise in February, I sms her not to work but to accompany me for two nights which she duly did. Our “relationship” developed further and we descended into even greater depths of sexual gratification and debauchery.
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Now, again contrary to my usual practice of bio-ing new chix first before confirming one for the night, I unprecedentedly called Starr the day before I left Sg to tell her not to go to work on Fri and Sat.
I arrived in Balibago at half past five, a good 30 minutes before our set rendezvous. I had hardly finished doing my money changing and checked in to my “secret” lair before Starr sms me to say that she is already at an internet café nearby. I told her to proceed to my room immediately.
Within minutes she arrived; foxy as before in a skin-tight black pants and a red lacy blouse unbuttoned midway to tantalisingly offer a libido raising sight of half of her rounded creamy moons.

Like long-separated lovers, we melted enthusiastically into each other’s welcoming arms, lips freely smooching and hand busy re-exploring body contours. The very physical re-acquaintance petting over, we got down to the nitty gritty of discussing what we will do for the 38 hours we have together. She was fully kitted out for the weekend; her mid sized duffel bag filled to the brim with her clothes and toiletries.
“I will stick to you all the way. No need to go home to change, unlike the last time.” Starr announced with a cheeky grin. “Oh boy, I am in for a whale of a time” I enthused mentally.

I agreed with her suggestion that we do nothing but simply laze around savouring each other’s company. We would not barhop the joints as previously but will drink in instead. It means a departure from my routine of boozing and drinking in the sights of scantily clad eye candies but with Starr for company I wouldn’t mind. Moreover, I can always do it on my return the next weekend as I had already told her that I would be heading straight for home after my business meetings in Manila till Friday. In the event, I had to cancel my original plans as I couldn’t resist enjoying Starr’s considerable charms yet again, as I will recount later on.

The place that we stayed is not an actual hotel, rather they are just hotel-like rooms located behind a bar along Fields Avenue, the main drag. For only 990 pesos, it is huge value as the 7 of the total of eight rooms are about twice the size of the popular nearby Orchid Inn’s which go for about 1400 pesos. There is a big living area with comfortable sofas and the midway-located TV can be swiveled to face either the bed or the sofa set. And unlike the standard hotels, the WC and the shower are in adjacent ample-sized cubicles that are in better condition than Orchid’s. The remaining room is really special: there’s a huge Jacuzzi which can easily accommodate four cavorting adults – perfect for a orgy session. :-) It is also more lavishly furnished and looked very inviting but the hefty price tag of 3500 pesos made it an option only if a private raunchy party is on the cards.
Starr had introduced me to this gem of a “hotel” during my previous visit and it will be my accommodation of choice for all my future stays.
Despite being just steps from the noisy bar, the rooms are relatively quiet at night as the adjoining sets of double doors did an excellent job of keeping out the thumping music. Entrance to the rooms at all hours can be through the bar or by the backdoor. I had noticed a security guard there all night and most times of the day.
Enough said, I will not divulge more details as it I intend it to remain one of my few Balibago secrets due to the fact that there are so little rooms available.

When dusk falls, we went off across the road to a local video-ok joint for some light food and drinks as Starr felt like belting out a few songs. These low cost nightspots are very popular with the Filipinos as the beer is priced about half that of the ago go bars. The young people who frequent them can drink and sing all night without burning a hole in their pockets. Food can also be ordered from the stalls in the area.
We entered, got some beer, asked the waitress to bring over a plate of fried noodles from a eatery a few doors away and I hopped outside to a BBQ stand for a generous slab of charcoal grilled belly pork.
For an hour, we drank and ate while Starr crooned to her heart’s content.

Time for our quiet private world. We went to the Seven-Eleven store a block from our “hotel” to get our supply of beer, brandy and tidbits before heading back. First, we showered together to rid ourselves of the dust and sweat from the hot evening. Its great to relive the rousing touch of Starr’s gently hands as she soaped my body whilst I lathered and fondled her perfect cones. Done with the cleansing, we dried up and head for the sofa to cuddle and watch TV while partaking in the pleasures of imbibing the alcohol. We were comfortably bare-bodied, me in my Esprit briefs and she in a pair of eye-popping red thongs.

In due time we got onto the bed and slipped under the covers, huddling tightly together to luxuriate in the warmth of our trapped body heat. Content for the moment with just the close bodily contact, we watched the tely for quite a long while. Eventually, our slowly exploring hands got more serious and Starr’s fingers snaked under the waistband of my undie to encircle my pulsating truncheon. Her dancing fingers exacerbated my growing discomfort within the tight confines of my undergarment. I bade her to slip it off and she duly complied; together with her own. By then we were comfy enough with the temperature and she threw off the sheets to clamber down my body. I braced myself for the highly anticipated high pleasure as her mouth zeroed in onto the shiny dome of my warhead.

Oooooh…aaaahh. The oral heat that seared the sensitive tip sent bolts of erotic feelings coursing through my nerves. She wrapped her lips tightly around the circumference, tongue revolving round the smooth surface in the hot confines of her dainty mouth which moved ever so slowly down my stiff shaft. Her sunken cheeks drew its inside walls against the semi-devoured flagpole, creating a powerful vacuum that threatened to draw in my “yang” essence. The next fifteen minutes were ecstatic for my tortured senses. I threshed about, at times whimpering incoherently. My body went numb from the extended sweet suffering of my impossibly solidified penile tissues at the dancing fingers, flickering tongue and smoldering lips of the maniacal Starr. Her mouth worked at my fearsome weapon as if it were some delectable gastronomic delight. She virtually slurped and devoured the meat like its her last meal on earth. Her hunger was such that I was in mortal danger of her biting off my sausage and mincing it with her chewing molars before swallowing the resultant melange of flesh, blood and saliva.

Despite my violent protestations, Starr kept up her attack on my balls and baton relentlessly.
“I want to blow you till you cum in my mouth. I want to eat your juice. Mmmmmm. Haven’t tasted it for a long time now.” She looked at me sultrily through seductive half closed eyes as her hand grasped my stem and her lower lip hovered above the slit on the tip, barely touching it.
“No, I want to be inside your sweet pussy now. I missed it. It’s been so many months. You can have your way later.” I protested.
“Pleaseeeeee. I want to eeeeeat. You can fuck me later.” She intoned lasciviously.
We fought playfully over our respective preferences. My superior physical advantage over her was nullified by her hold – both literally and metaphorically – on my soon-to-be-vanquished warrior. Her mouth went back to eagerly continue with the fellatio. I had been holding back the expectant result of all that oral ministration with a Herculean effort but my strength and resolve were fast ebbing. The end won’t be much longer as I felt the faint but inexorable rumblings of an impending eruption.

to be continued..............

[Love888]

what can i say u are in LOVE ha

regards Love

[phenom]

Originally Posted by Love888

what can i say u are in LOVE ha

regards Love

Love?
I am no dove-eyed muddle-headed butter-hearted, still-wet-behind-the-ears puppy-love adolescent.
For me, its just pure unbridled lust.


Duo qing jian ke wu qing jian
phenom

[phenom]

Starry Days and Starry Nights
.............continuation


Starr sensed the imminent climax and increased the tempo by bobbing her head ever more furiously on my engorged stalk. I was totally helpless. Try as I did, I couldn’t resist her mightily sucking mouth anymore.
“Arrrrrrrrrr. I’m ccccccuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnng.” I surrendered unconditionally.
She stopped the up and down movement to disengaged her head from my pubic region. Her hand holding the base, she pointed my firehose at her open mouth inches away, awaiting the onset of the spurt. The fiery goo shot upwards, the first torrents landing on right below her left eye. She re-directed the spray into her hungry mouth, her protruding wanton tongue catching most of the showering cum. Gravity made some of the hot sperm drip down a corner of her mouth and also down her hand which was holding on to my stovepipe.
“Mmmmmm”, Starr smacked her lips with her tongue, slurping up the wetness around her mouth. She squeezed my still-hard erection and flicked the tip of her tongue at the final drops oozing out of the tiny slit.
She then lapped up the remaining seminal fluid on her hand. That done, she wiped her chin with a forefinger and inserted it through her pursed lips, sucking the sperm-stained digit noisily.
Amazing! She had licked clean every single droplet and swallowed all of my torrential ejaculation.

Contented, she crawled up alongside me, laid her head on my chest and began to absent-mindedly draw irregular patterns on my body with her wandering fingers . Drained of my vigour, I dozed off, awakening a few short minutes later to find her fingers dancing on my slowly re-vitalising dick.
“What are you doing?” I admonished her.
“Waking him up to go inside my pussy.” She grinned mischievously.
“No, I need to rest.” My protest was vehement.
“You must fuck me first and then you can rest all you want.” Starr insisted, her countenance indicating that she would not let me off. .

There seemed to be no escape. She had her way in our earlier bout and looked to get the better of the current tussle too. Her determination conquered my protests and I had no choice but to give in. Two to zero in her favour.
Trying to buy some extra precious minutes, I suggested: “Ok you win, but let us wash up first. We are both so sticky.” We helped each out of bed and showered again. When we were almost done, Starr suddenly knelt down under the streams of falling water to pop my soft penis into her mouth. She performed her oral magic on her deflated prisoner and in no time it was resurrected to its earlier erected glory.
“See? He is ready.” My tormentor announced triumphantly.
What can I say? I was her captive, her slave. I was completely under her thumb. I could not and would not resist her charm and skill.

She toweled me and herself dry, then firmly grasping my hardened meat, led me to the bed.
I was made to lie flat on my back and she clambered on top in the sixty-nine position. Shoving her sweet pussy against my face, she immediately resumed the attack on my stiff warrior. I was rarely into cunnilingus but Starr was one of the very few exceptions. The folds of her labia were like flower petals in bloom. They looked and smelt inviting. She was cleanly shaven. I peeled back the lips to expose the pink entrance to her tunnel of pleasure. I skimmed the soft moist flesh with the tip of my tongue and she let off a satisfied moan. I twirled my striated muscle around the inner circumference, stabbing in as far as I could go occasionally. She responded by sucking my weapon even harder and faster. I told her to slow down and then turned my attention to her cute looking anus. I reamed and suckled at the puckered orifice.
Öooooh, ahhhhhhhh!!!.” Starr’s throat rumbled at my invasive exploration.

“I am going to fuck you now.” Starr abruptly announced, and without giving a chance for any word from me, threw herself around to face me. Her lips clamped onto mine as her hand slipped between our bodies to search out my rigid lance. She grasped its throbbing girth to guide the knobbed head to her wet and ready entrance, furiously rubbing the smooth dome against her slimy labia before impaling herself on the upright phallic pillar. Our interlocked parrying tongues prodded each other’s mouths without respite as we frenched deeply in the ecstatic throes of onset coital penetration. The sweet sensation of bare flesh to flesh genital contact sent shivering shock waves coursing through the myriad pathways of our nervous system. The initial excitation gradually petered out and we kept still, indulging ourselves in the luxuriant feelings of
my palpitating tool nestling serenely in the constricting walls of her pulsating love tunnel.

Coupled tightly together, we started to rock our pelvises gently and then gyrate with gradually increasing force and velocity till my meaty stirrer felt like it was in mortal danger of being twisted and ripped off from its roots. The enveloping walls of her vaginal passage had gotten warmer and wetter. I could feel the hot moisture seeping down my buried shaft to our matted pubic hairs. With a wicked smile, Starr sat up and with her hands on my chest for support, started to literally screw me to kingdom cum. With our coital organs well lubricated by her juices, her thrusts were smooth and powerful. I need not do anything but just kept still and let her rape me. Up and down, she banged without mercy as her pubic bones crushed repeatedly onto mine.

She really meant it when she declared earlier that she would be humping me. With such energetic movements on her part, I could remain passive no longer. My hands reached up to cup her delightfully rounded grapefruits as I started to reciprocate her jackhammer actions, meeting her every stroke with an equal and opposite force. Starr’s almost boundless energy eventually atrophied and she began to tire from all that turbocharged overdrive. She let her body slump over mine and continued with an ever slowing pace till the movements became virtually imperceptible. We had been at it for almost half an hour and were fatigued. For the next long minutes we did not move, content in being physically coupled to each other. By the by we recovered from the earlier exertions but my little brother had had lost some of its previous earnestness; its now in a semi erect state.

Starr got off from my body and went over to the dresser to rummage through her bag.
“Ah, here it is!.” She exclaimed, her hand holding up a quail egg sized smooth ovoid object that was attached by a metre-long wire to a small cylindrical container.
“Let me play with you.” She teased at my askance countenance as she approached the bed.
Depositing herself between my legs, she brought the little egg against my balls and flicked a switch on the plastic tube-like object, which turned out to be a battery holder.
Whrrr…whrrr…whrrr! The smooth rounded object vibrated on my scrotum with a sudden jolt.
“Nice?” Starr giggled.
“Errrmmm” I muttered non-committedly.

Fully concentrated on her self-appointed task at hand, she set about rolling the vibrating egg all over my family jewels. Not a single pore on my genitals was spared the tingling movements of her toy. That together with her kneading fingers rejuvenated my libido in no time.
She was like a little girl indulging in her favourite kiddies’ game. Gleeful delight sparkled from her eyes as I squirmed under her incessant ministrations. I groaned at her torturously arousing manipulative fingers.
“Next round.” With those two words, she brought he mouth down on my cockhead, sucking strongly and circling the egg slowly down the stiff column as her lips traveled towards the base.
The plastic pebble was guided all over the ribbed skin of my scrotum before finally ending up at the puckered hole of my backdoor. Her deliciously sucking mouth had distracted my attention from her devious plot to violate my rear orifice. She had positioned the vibrating egg against my anus and suddenly, in one swift forceful thrust, Starr pushed in the pointed dome, which was well lubricated by her flowing saliva.

“Arrrrrrrgh.” I squealed and tried to squirm away. No use! Starr’s firm hand followed the limited movements of my posterior which she had clamped tightly with her arms. Add to that her mouth’s hold on my truncheon and there’s simply no escape. Pleasure (from her illustriously sucking mouth) and (pain of the anal invasion) racked through my brain.
“Stop moving or I’ll bite.” She threatened ominously, words muffled by the mushroom head in her mouth.
“Just lay back and relax. You will get used to it.” Starr mumbled and then got back to milking my engorged totem pole and violating my rectal porta.

After what seemed a purgatory-yet-heavenly eternity, my tormentor cum pleasure-giver switched off her dastardly contraption and removed the accursed egg device from my anguished rectum. I heaved a great sign of relief. Starr went back to my raging warrior to oral worship it a few more minutes before looking me straight in my eyes and declared: “You can fuck me now!”
She then got onto her back and opened her legs wide, beckoning me with a slutty wanton look that had me scrambling on top of her in no time. In my heightened state of arousal, brought about chiefly by the awesome sucking skills of Starr’s luscious red-hot mouth, it took all the inner reserves of my mental faculties to embark on a controlled penetration and subsequent act of copulation.


to be continued..............