The Wisdom of Manong 2

I reflected for a while on what Manong just said as we continued to walk. I must admit, oftentimes I get to be worried and keeping the worry in my mind for long. By then, I got to be fully aware especially when he said, Happiness is a state of mind which we create and it mostly dictates whether we’re just gonna be fine or not. But then again, I also have to take care of my body since the mind doesn’t have the 100% control of our well-being. I exactly don’t know if this is the first time I’ve heard it. Maybe I’ve read something about it but it slips my mind but hearing from someone who lives by it, I’m moved more than ever.

He asked, “You have more questions, Mike?”

“Yes, I do, Manong. If you don’t mind, I’m gonna ask some personal questions. Is that ok with you?”

“What is it?”

“I know your wife passed away few years ago, but does that mean you don’t have a sex life anymore?”

“What a question!”

“I’m sorry about my question. That’s ok if you don’t wanna answer.”

“I’m just amused with your question. Of all the questions in the world, that’s the one you’ve thought?!”

“It’s really ok, Manong. You don’t have to answer. You don’t have to talk about it.”

“No, no, no! I’ll answer it. You’re not someone I really don’t know. I’ve known you since you were just a little boy. You seem to be a nice man. Is that right?”

“You’re right, Manong. You can trust me.”

“Very well… Let’s sit for a while. My knees really want to rest now.”

So we went to something where we can sit. It’s a cemented kind of seat with some dust on it so I had to wipe it off before sitting.

“So regarding your question, if I tell you this, you’ll be the first person to know and I don’t plan on telling this to another one. I trust you. Could I be mistaken in trusting you?”

“No, Manong. Not at all.”

“First of all, even when my wife was still alive, I masturbate from time to time. You know when you’re old, you don’t enjoy sex as much when you’re younger. I mean, it’s very physically tiring if you’re on top fucking and pumping the vagina. Right?”

“Hahahaha! You’re right, Manong! Although I’m half your age, sometimes, I do feel tired. So I know what you mean.”

“So masturbation is useful, but when she passed away, I realize masturbation loses its meaning. I don’t know but I felt so empty doing it. So that led me to find someone who could be my sex partner. And since I can’t just grab a girl and have her as my girlfriend… If I do that, what will my children say about me? Not only that, what will people say about me especially our neighbors?”

“Right. So what did you do?”

He sat closer besides me. He looked at the back and his side…

He then said, “I discovered this place where they offer lingam massage. Do you know what that means?”

“Hehehe! I know what you’re talking about, Manong.”

“Aha! So you go to those places!?”

“I did but not anymore presently.”

“Why not?”

“Let’s just say I wanna be focused with my wife. We still have good sex.”

“That’s good.”

“So, Manong, you go for a Lingam massage and?”

“That’s the good thing about it because you just have to relax, lie down while the therapist works hard until you reach your orgasm.”

“I’m sure it would take longer for you to cum with your age?”

“You’re right about that!”

“Hahaha! And I’m sure you give big tip to compensate the efforts of the masseuse. Is that right?”

“You’re right again!”

“So have you found your sex partner there?”

“Why are you so good with your questions as if you already know that my answers are all yes?”

“Hehehe! Let’s just say, I’ve been around.”

“That’s good because I’m sharing my secret with the right person.”

“So going back to my question about the sex partner thing…”

“After trying different therapists, I finally found this girl whom I could say, the perfect one, because she’s young, beautiful and most of all understanding with my age and needs. From then on, I’ve been a frequent patron. I go there once a week, sometimes, twice. If I don’t do this, my life could be boring, just waiting for the days to go by until I die. I don’t wanna live my remaining days like that. I have money. What is this for? My children have money and they don’t need any money from me. Sometimes, they give me money so I can buy what I want. Clothes, shoes, material things don’t make me happy. I’m just contented with my old clothes and other stuff. What’s important, they’re all clean. What makes me happy now is keeping my sexual needs filled up. So whoever invented this orgasm in man’s life, it could be God or whoever, it’s the best thing we ever have. So why deny it? It’s keeping me alive!”

The Wisdom of Manong

I have a friend who is already 82 years old. Oftentimes, I see him walking around with his dog. He’s always smiling every time I see him. One time I had a meaningful conversation with him.

“Manong, how are you?”

“Well, I’m still the same, a happy guy!”

“That’s what I like about you, manong! If you don’t mind, can you share to me the secret of your long healthy life?”

“Well, Mike, there’s no secret. Look at me. You just have to be happy all the time as much as you can.”

“Oh, yeah, of course. It shows! That’s it?”

“Well, being happy is I would say, contributes to more than 50% of your wellness. So if you say you’re happy but you continually smoke and drink, surely, someday, you get hit with sickness until you die. So if you say you’re happy but deep inside you, you continue to be worried and resentful towards others, then sooner or later, you get sick. What I’m saying is you have to take care both of your body and mind.”

“I get it, Manong. What about the foods you eat? Are you an organic vegetarian?”

“Don’t get me wrong. It’s good if you practice that. But if you’re very strict with your diet, making sure everything you consume is organic and vegetarian, but what if one day time will come when you’re already so hungry, but you can’t find anything that’s vegetarian and organic, would you just continue to be hungry even you feel so weak? You can get sick if that’s the case? Right?”

“Right. So are you saying, you eat anything so you don’t get hungry?”

“Of course! The secret is moderation and letting go.”

“So you have a secret then, manong!”

“But moderation is not a secret. All people know, we should eat and drink moderately, right?”

“Right. What do you mean by letting go? I guess this is your secret.”

“Well, you can say that. It just means, just let go of your worries. So if you’re able to eat a grilled steak in a party where you’re invited… Of course, it’s an insult to refuse an offer from the host to eat that well-prepared food. Just don’t think about the cholesterol. Just enjoy while eating but then again, in moderation. What I’m saying, your mind mostly dictates whether you’re just gonna be fine or not.”

“I see. What can I say? That’s a very meaningful wisdom you’ve told me, manong. Thank you.”

“So be happy but be sincere. You can’t fake happiness. You alone are the only one who know if you’re really happy or not. Eat pork and beef a little. Drink one bottle of beer. What’s important, you enjoy. You’re not denying yourself life’s simple happiness. Happiness is a state of mind. You create it. But you can’t create it if the outside forces affect you. You should not be affected. Worry is natural. What’s not natural is keeping it in your mind for long. You should not entertain worry. It’s the biggest enemy to happiness. Anger is natural. What’s not natural is keeping it for long. Let go. Forgive. Wish your enemies wellness. If you do, you’re actually wishing yourself wellness. So as you can see, Mike, the mind is very powerful. Don’t you ever underestimate it! It’s like the commander-in-chief of your life.”

i don’t wanna be a homewrecker

Just yesterday, I was stuck on traffic when I saw this woman standing at the side of the street. She was waiting for a bus ride. Just like the others, she was wearing face mask and a face shield. What caught my attention was her outfit and hair. Here we go again! That mini skirt and long straight black hair again!

Since my car is tinted, in order for me to have a clearer view, I had my window down. Then I said to myself, “I think I know this girl.”

After some few seconds of stare and analyzing her facial and bodily features, I exclaimed, “Oh my God! This must be Karlene!”

I could be mistaken but I had to take a risk of calling her name. I was getting bored of my routine due to this bullshit pandemic. So I shouted, “KARLENE? IS THAT YOU?”

She looked at me surprised. She acted like getting embarrassed.

I shouted again as I removed my mask, “KARLENE! THIS IS ME, MIKE! YOU REMEMBER?”

She moved nearer and finally nodded while saying, “Oh, Mike! It’s you!”

I got excited and replied immediately, “Yeah, it’s me! Come and lemme give you a ride!”

Then she got inside the car while my heart skipped a beat. I took a deep breath and happily said, “Wow! It’s really you, Karlene! How are you?”

She chuckled in a sensual manner and said, “Well, I’m still the same. Pretty! Hehehe!”

My cock began to get hard. I whispered to myself, “If there’s just no pandemic, I can bring her to a motel right now and fuck her hard!”

She asked, “Mike, are you saying something?”

“I said, you really haven’t changed. Indeed, you’re still so sexy and beautiful!”

“I know you, Mike. You say to that to any pretty girl you meet. Is that right?”

“Hahaha! Anyway, let’s not talk about that. How are you these days? I mean, what have you been doing after I last saw you?”

All of a sudden she blurted out, “What are we doing? We’re not wearing masks, Mike! Maybe you have covid! I could get infected right now!”

I just laughed and responded, “Or maybe you’re the one who got covid!”

She laughed and sweetly smiled as she caressed my face, saying, “Mike, I miss you. I really do.”

I held her hand while my other hand was continually on the steering wheel. I couldn’t respond immediately.

We were silent for a while. Few minutes after, I said, “Karlene, I just want you to know that what happened to us was something special. Please don’t think it was just sex.”

“Mike, you don’t have to explain. I told you before I understand. We can’t be together. I’m sorry I refused when you wanted to fuck me at that time. Once is enough. If we do it again, I might be craving for it. I don’t wanna be a homewrecker. Your wife is pretty. I know she loves you so much. You got great kids. Keep it that way. Trust me! You don’t wanna fuck me again. Because if you do, I will make sure I will make you cum inside my pussy so I’ll be pregnant. You don’t want that. Is that right?”

We were just laughing to our heart’s content while I realized she was really serious when she said those words.

Sex Chat with Erika

This pandemic, I realize, isn’t that bad at all. It’s not really boring, staying home most of the time, as I get to receive some anonymous FB friend requests with sexually entertaining chats such as this one…

“Hi!”

“Hi, Erika! You have a very sexy name!”

“Hahaha!”

“I don’t know if that’s your real name.”

“I also don’t know if Mike Luster is your real name.”

“Well, we’re even. Anyway, you look naturally pretty in your pictures. Is that really you?”

“That’s me.”

“Alright then. You said it. So you’re in college now, Erika?

“No. I’m still in high school.”

“I see. Do you like erotic stories?”

“Yeah, why?”

“Can i ask you a personal question? i hope you don’t get offended.”

“Sure.”

“Do you masturbate?”

“Hahaha! What a question!”

“I’m sorry. You don’t have to answer.”

“It’s ok. I masturbate sometimes.”

“Wow! How do you do it? With your fingers or with a vibrator?”

“Fingers.”

“Have you tried fucking a boy?”

“No.”

“So you’re a virgin but do you wish that someday you will experience it?”

“I guess so.”

“Do you watch porn, Erika?”

“No.”

“That must be hard when you masturbate when you don’t have something sexy to watch.”

“I just imagine.”

“I see. How do you feel when you masturbate?”

“Hot.”

“Can you please describe more?”

“I’m getting horny with your questions, Mike?”

“Are you lying in your bed now?”

“Yes.”

“What are you wearing?”

“Pajamas.”

“Are you wearing sando?”

“Yes.”

“Without bra and panty?”

“With panty.”

“Can you imagine someone whom you like to fuck? Like an actor or a singer?”

“Hahaha! I can’t think of any.”

“Who’s your crush? James Reid?”

“Maybe.”

“What about Daniel Padilla?”

“Maybe also. Hahaha!”

“Who would you choose?”

“Both. Hehehe!”

“You’re fucking cute, Erika! So imagine, James is fingering your vagina while Daniel is kissing you. Then I want you to squeeze your breasts. Your left hand is squeezing your breast while your right hand is fingering your pussy. Can you do that now?”

“You’re really making me horny, Mike.”

“Then masturbate while thinking about James and Daniel.”

“Ah, shit!”

“You like it?”

“Yeah!”

“Don’t answer me for now. I want you to continue masturbating your fucking wet pussy until you achieve your orgasm.”

(after some few minutes)

“Mike, I’ve reached it already.”

“That’s good, Erika, you cummed! That’s very good.”

“Thanks to you. Hehehe!”

I then sent her a picture of a naked girl with two boys side by side.

“Hahaha! I like that, Mike!”

“That’s very good, Erika. That’s very very good! I have to go now. Until next time with our sex session.”

“Ok, Mike. Bye.”

the horny slut who wants to fuck but afraid due to covid

This happened three days ago…

While working home-based, I checked on my messenger. There’s a message request from someone I don’t know. I checked on her FB profile. It’s empty. No picture, no friends and no post at all.

I said to myself, “What the heck! I’m sleepy and this might wake me up.”

And so we began chatting..

“Hi, sir! Thanks for accepting. This is Mitch, remember?”

“I’m sorry. Please help me remember.”

“Mitch from Mandaue spa.”

“Oh, Mitch! The seductive masseuse! Of course! Wow! How are you?”

“I’m ok, sir. What about you?”

“I”m good even with this covid thing. I’m sure your massage spa hasn’t yet resumed opening since we started this quarantine. Is that right?”

“That’s right, sir.”

“So how come all of a sudden you remember me? Is there something you need?”

“Sir, don’t get me wrong. I don’t need any money. I just wanna chat.”

“Ah, ok. So what can I do for you today?”

“Sir, I just wanna ask something very personal. I know you know a lot of things. Maybe you can advise me something.”

“Go ahead. What’s that?”

“Why can’t I stop myself being horny? What I mean, I’m always horny that I wanna fuck everyday.”

“Hahaha! You know, that’s what I like about you! You’re very straightforward. Keep it up ha!”

“Sir, I’m serious. I think there’s a problem with me. Before the quarantine, my husband left me because he caught me fucking with his office mate.”

“HAH? What do you mean?”

“It’s a long story, sir. Since March when we separated, I’ve been alone in the house. I’m here in my mom’s house in the province. I really wanna fuck someone but I can’t.”

“Why not? Hehehe!”

“Of course, sir, because of covid. In fact, our neighbor here passed away last month. She was covid positive.”

“I’m sorry to hear that.”

“So what I just do, I masturbate everyday but I’m getting bored. I badly miss a cock inside my pussy.”

“Hahaha! You really never fail to amaze me while putting a sweet smile on my face! So what can I do for you now?”

“Sir, can I we have a video call now?”

“Hah? I can’t. My daughter is here. We can just continue chatting. Why video?”

“I’m so horny now, sir. I don’t wanna watch porn anymore. I’m tired of this. I wanna see a real cock.”

“My God, Mitch! You’re really a fucking horny slut! I’m sorry for what I just said.”

“That’s ok, sir. Besides, it’s true. Can you just send me a picture of your cock now, sir?”

“I said I can’t. My daughter is near me.”

“That’s ok, sir. I guess I’ll just masturbate again.”

“You don’t have anyone to call but me?”

“There are but they’re not good looking. How can I cum with that?”

“I thought you only want the cock? Hehehe!”

“Of course, sir, cock with a handsome face would make me cum real good!”

“Hahaha! But I’m not handsome!”

“You are, sir! Remember, the last time I massaged you, I kissed, licked and sucked your neck and lips?! I don’t do that if I don’t find the guy handsome.”