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.”

the masseuse who badly needs money during covid-19

Yesterday while I was checking my FB, suddenly, I received a message from a certain masseuse whom I had some massage fuck sessions two years ago. I was surprised.

I replied, “Hey, Roxanne! It’s been a long time. How are you?”

“I’m ok, Mike. Are you available now?”

“What do you mean? You know that we’re still on lockdown. Right?”

“I know but I can go near your place.”

“How will you be able to do that? There are police and military on the streets! You can’t cross over here unless you’re a medical worker!”

“Mike, that’s not your problem. I’m just asking you if you’re available for a massage fuck?”


“Why you’re laughing? It seems you don’t want it anymore?”

“Roxanne, I really wanna do it but just in case we meet, where are we gonna do the massage? All motels are closed!”

“I know a place. Just trust me, Mike.”

“I hope you don’t mind if I ask you this question. Ok?”

“Go ahead.”

“Why all of a sudden you’re communicating to me? It’s been two years since we last met. Why now during this covid thing?”

“Are you saying you’re afraid I have the corona virus? Hah?”

“Roxanne, I’m sorry. Is it because of the need of money you’re doing this?”

“Yes, Mike. I badly need the money now. I have to buy some milk for my baby. Since March, our spa is closed. I’ve sold some of my things. All my savings are spent.”

“What about your rich patrons? Hehehe!”

“All of them declined.”

“Of course! Everyone is afraid of this covid. You know that our positive cases are still rising here in Cebu city. Right?”

“Mike, I know.”

“We don’t have to meet. I’ll just send you some money.”

“Thank you so much, Mike. I know I can always count on you. When this covid is over, I’ll repay you.”

“You don’t have to.”

“I’ll just give you your favorite kind of massage and then we’ll fuck no matter how many rounds you want. Hehehe!”



Even until now, I still recall one of my greatest orgasms that I have ever experienced. It was so great because of its forbidden thrill. She was both my mistress and office mate.

We went up to the highest floor of our office building as I held her hand. She told me in fear, “Dear, maybe, someone may see us here.”

I responded, “Don’t worry.” Then I grabbed her waist against my body as I started kissing her passionately.

I could still remember the smell of her luscious breath. She sensually wrapped me with her arms that I could feel the growing heat of her body. I started to squeeze her tempting bosom against her shirt.

I then gently opened the buttons and squeezed her protruding breasts and nipples. She whispered, “Ohhh, dear, this is so fucking good!”

She couldn’t hold back but opened my jeans and stroked my fully erect cock. I had my tongue suck her pinkish nipples when she suddenly moaned and exclaimed, “Dear, fuck me, please!”

I lustfully replied, “Ok, dear.”

Good thing, there was a chair near us. I sat down when she managed to let her pussy get inside my cock in a back position. Ooh, her vagina was so wet which made the pumping so smoothly hot! She kept saying sounds of erotic moans like she never had this kind of pleasure before. I stared at her long shiny black straight hair, waving up and down, left and right as she kept pumping and grinding.

It was so yummy that I uncontrollably reached my climax first while she still kept pumping faster and faster until she achieved her ecstatic orgasm as well.

“Aahh, that was indeed fucking good!” I embraced her tight in perspiration and savored the moment which would soon last forever.

Every time I walked down the street, I always looked up to that window and kept replaying back in my mind how we fucked. It was sexy, unique and greatly memorable to the deepest part of my mind.