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Filipina Girl in Chicago By Jan
My name id Maria Christina but back home in the Philippines they used the common practice of making it a contraction. Everyone called me Marichris. I was attending college in Chicago, Illinois. I was an English Literature major. I was a 23-year-old at Loyola University at the time. I had developed a taste for sex with females even before leaving PI. In fact I had tasted my first pussy before I was old enough to bleed.
I was hanging out with a friend of mine named Kim, in Oak Park, a community north of Chicago, near the lake. She was dropping off something she had barrowed from the couple living there. While I was waiting in another room I heard a great southern accent. I just had to check out the woman speaking. I just caught a glimpse of a great looking body as she went out of the backdoor of the couple's home.
I asked Kim, "Who was the woman attached to that great looking backside I just saw leaving?"
"That was Madeline, she lives down the street. She is a good friend of Lisa and Pat."
I begged Kim to tell her that I wanted to have coffee with her, and to give her my number. As the woman passed the window I caught one last glimpse of her. She was at least five-feet eight inches tall with a flat tummy and gray hair as she whizzed by.
I had given up hope of meeting her and almost forgotten about my plea to Kim on my behalf. It was two weeks before she called me. She explained that she was happy to meet me at a coffee shop in Wrigleyville called Scenes. That was located just west-southwest of Chicago. Apparently she was intrigued with me as well. Kim had told her that I was a Filipina student and 23-years old. She was curious why I had asked her to have coffee with me.
I arrived at the coffee shop early, only to find that she was already there. I just had to hug and kiss her when I approached her and introduced myself to her. We bought a couple of latte grandes and settled down at a table that allowed us a little privacy, before we started talking.
I told her, "To be honest with you, I think you look great and I wouldn't mind seeing more of your lovely body!"
She said, "I'm a 40-year-old woman. I'm 17- years older than you. I'm sure we wouldn't have much in common."
I pleaded, "Give me a chance," I asked her, "What disciplines are your degrees in?"
She said, "I have two degrees, a Masters of English Lit and a BS Science. At the present time I work for a publishing company, editing for a living.
Not wanting the conversation to end I asked, "What was your thesis about?"
She was being dismissive, "Oh...you wouldn't know him."
"Try me?"
"Sir Thomas Brown"
"Hmmm" (Adding a dramatic pause) "Isn't he the guy that thought that in all mankind there is a tiny human or 'homunculus' Latin for little man. Ironically I had just studied him in my English Lit class. Brown lived when everyone believed in alchemy. He was odd because he was a doctor that still believed in alchemy and was very religious.
That led to us getting into a long discussion about Shakespearean sonnets. I must have impressed her with my knowledge and ability to discuss my opinions. Little did she know that I had also just finished a class focused on the subject! My inner nerd was serving me well.
Madeline was visibly impressed. I witnessed her eyes widened as I reached for her hand. I said, "C'mon let's go out sometime, just for fun."
We finally agreed that the following weekend I would take her to her first sushi restaurant.
She was reluctant to try raw fish at first. After she tried it she discovered that she liked it. She tried all of the fish with enthusiasm. It was a new culinary adventure for her. She wanted to know how to pronounce the names of the types of fish. She wanted to learn how to eat them correctly. After dinner I took her to my apartment.
As soon as we were behind the closed door, I was all over her. We couldn't get out of our clothes fast enough. We made quite a contrasting couple, her tall pale white figure against my small brown body. I was drawn to her magnificent breasts. They had to be at least 38-DD if not larger. Her areolas were almost as large as my hand. To me her nipples looked as large as the first joint on her index finger. It was a struggle for me to stop kissing her mouth, so that I could suck on her nipples.
I hoped that my 34-B breasts were not too small for her tastes. My areolas were almost a chocolate brown and my nipples were ringed with little bumps. Apparently they did not disappoint her, judging by the way she manipulated them and sucked on them. Madeline could jill my clit better than anyone ever had. I certainly was able to find her G spot with my magic fingers too. By the standards of my past experiences back home we had very vanilla sex. Not that I didn't enjoy sucking her pussy.
It is just that back home there was a lot of bondage and Sadomasochism. I had always been the dominant party in a relationship. My specialty was caning older women. The taboo aspect of restraining an older woman and using a bent bamboo cane to whip her butt until it was striped with red welts before making them satisfy me with their mouths drove me absolutely wild. Role playing was fun, we would pretend that I was their daughter and punished them for being dirty minded old women. The other popular game was to pretend I was a Japanese guard in a prisoner of war camp. I would suspend them from a ceiling and punish them before making them do disgusting things to me sexually.
I did enjoy the way she lavished all of her affection on me while she sucked my pussy. I hated it when she announced that she had to go home. I just had to see her again. Before I allowed her to get dressed I insisted that she had to let me see her again.
She finally agreed that I could stay overnight at her house in Oak Park. I was so thrilled that I must have packed my overnight bag a dozen times. I wanted to look my best and most seductive for her. I couldn't decide on the nightgown to take, should I select a dark sultry gown, a white one to look innocent against my brown skin or another pastel color. I selected two different ones, a black see through and a neutral color that would not hide anything about my body. Like so many of my countrywomen I am of Spanish decent. My hair is satiny black and straight. My hair is long enough to cover my small breasts and the pubic hair on my vulva is just as straight. I trained my pubic hair to lay flat and go directly towards my pussy opening years ago by plastering it down with hair jell. I really did enjoy performing a little striptease for her while I changed clothes.
It was almost a waste of time. It did have the desired effect before Madeline took it off of me. There was no need for her to get dressed up. I marveled in her long legged beauty. I loved swimming around on top of her body. I worshiped her big tits. Women back home just don't normally have tits as big as hers. If they are that large they sag terribly if they are not supported by a strong bra. I must say that her pubic hair was graying and a little coarse. I rubbed my face on her pussy so long while eating her pussy that my brown face was rubbed raw. I even added to her thrill by sticking a finger up her ass while I sucked her pussy.
In the morning she made me breakfast after another torrid love making session. When we woke up we started sucking pussy even before we peed or brushed our teeth. While we were eating, she got so horny looking at me across the table that she lunged across the table to grab me. That sent my chair falling backwards with us in it. It was a wonder the chair didn't break. I hit my head hard on the parquet floor. We wound up rolling around on the floor kissing and fondling each other. It was great! I had always been able to assume the dominant part in a sexual relationship, but she was stronger than me.
Our relationship only lasted for six months because of our differences. Our age difference bothered her. She was concerned about her biological clock running down. She wanted children. She was also a nature lover that enjoyed hikes and bicycling. She also didn't want to give up control to me. I preferred the club scene and dancing. I also prefer to be the dominant personality in a relationship. I prefer to make the other woman my love slave. The only thing that kept us together that long was the great sex.
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