PananawSubmitted by Bebeko on Friday, 24 October 2014, 01:04 AM
Posted in Blog: Taglish | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: advice
Please allow an old man's two cents about our beloved site. My first time to address some issues na nabasa ko sa mga blogs and comments.
Sa mga hindi po nakakaalam, sa unang taon ng FSS ay nagkagulo sa chatroom. Halos tanggalin na ang chat box ni Admin sa inis. In short, nagsilbing aral ito sa kanila.
Kaya maging mahinahon lang sa lahat ng oras at walang patutunguhan na maganda ang iringan sa loob at labas man ng FSS. Show your wisdom and intelligence by avoiding conflicts.
For me, a little implementation of rules here and there won't hurt us. The way I see it, same people are enjoying the site especially the chatroom. Continue enjoying it while it's still available.
I urge everyone to please support and show respect to our Admins. Kung maghigpit man ay tayo na ang dapat na mag-adjust. Come to think about it ay wala namang mawawala sa atin.
Pakatandaan sana na WAG SESERYOSOHIN masyado dahil maraming bagay na mas mahalaga sa pang araw-araw na pakikibaka sa buhay kaysa sa FSS. Maximize your stay and enjoy the site.
PaglisanSubmitted by altds on Friday, 24 October 2014, 12:32 AM
Posted in Poem: Tagalog | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: poem
Ilang taon din tayong nagsama.
Ngunit haplos mo'y di ko na madama.
Pagmamahal mo'y hinahanap hanap ko na.
Tuwing lulubog ang araw namimiss kita
Maganda natin pagsasama, ginugunita ko pa.
Pagkat yun lang ang naiwan saking alaala.
Madalas itanong "Bat masyadong inalagaan kita"
Ngayon tuloy nasasaktan ako ng bonga.
Paglisan mo'y kay saklap
Subalit alam kong may dahilan ang lahat.
Sana lang madali kong matanggap
Iniisip na lang may magandang hinaharap....
HomeSubmitted by backfromthedeadMauve on Thursday, 23 October 2014, 09:55 PM
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: poem, Mauve
Your bosom cradles me,
echoed my woes, my laughters.
Through the storm, together we'll be.
© backfromthedeadMauve 2014. This poem may not be reproduced in any manner, without the expressed permission of the author. All those not taking this warning to heart will be hunted and guillotined.
Bantay Salakay (5)Submitted by femmeoir on Thursday, 23 October 2014, 05:34 PM
Posted in Story: Fiction, Tagalog | Categories: First Time, Group Sex, Taboo, Mature | Tags: Love Story, femmeoir
Alas siyete ng gabi ng muli siyang bumalik sa opisina. Alam niyang napagsabihan si Anne na hindi na ito pwede magtambay sa loob ng opisina pagkatapos ng office hours kung kaya't isang lugar lang ang kanyang pinuntahan. Ang barracks nina Domini.
Patiyad siyang naglakad at mahinang pinihit ang pinto.
Halos hindi na rin siya nabigla sa inabutang eksena.
Si Anne ....nakahubad at nakahiga..........nakabukaka ang dalawang hita.........habang si Domini ay nakaluhod sa lapag...at binobrotsa ang dalaga.
Nabigla si Domini nang lusubin n'ya ito at pinagsusuntok sa likod.
"Hayup kayo.....hayop......"nagsisisigaw na si Myra.
Napasiksik si Anne sa gilid at halos hindi makagalaw sa takot sa kanya. Wala itong masabi dahil sa sobrang kahihiyan.
Pilit tinatakpan ang kahubdan hindi alam kung ang ulo o ang katawan ang tatakpan.
Sinunggaban din ito ni Myra at umiiyak na tinanong.
"Bakit Anne?.....tinanong kita.....bakit kailangan mo magsinungalin sa akin?
"Huhuhuhu.........Sorry po ma'am........." katagang nasambit ni Anne.
Samantalang si Domini naman ay maagap na hinawakan ang baywang ni Myra para hindi na masaktan si Anne.
"Babe sorry na po.......nawala ako sa aking katinuan."pagpapaliwanag ng lalaki.
Parang nanghihina si Myra na napaupo sa may gilid ng kama.
Hindi siya makapagsalita dahil sa kahit alam niya na talaga ang nangyayari ay iba pa...
FairytalesSubmitted by lostsoul on Thursday, 23 October 2014, 05:15 PM
Posted in Blog: Taglish | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: moving on, lostsoul, realities
Just like any normal girl, I grew up reading fairytales. Blame it on Disney, I even had the chance to watch these fairytales come to life on the big screen. I've watched every single one of them. But unlike most girls, deep down inside I knew that these are all make-believe. Alam ko sa sarili ko na hindi totoo ang happily ever after. Kinukwestyon ko kung meron nga ba talagang prince charming. In short, hindi ako naniniwala na masaya ang buhay.
Yes I didn't have an easy childhood. Coming from a broken family with me being an only child, maaga akong namulat sa katotohanan na hindi laging may happy ending. Na hindi lagi ang prinsesa at ang prinsipe ang nagkakatuluyan sa huli. What a fucked up childhood right? But the bitterness of life didn't stop me to dream. Hindi ko man aminin, deep down I am still hoping and praying that God will give me my own fairytale.
Then somebody came. Akala ko sya na yung prince charming ko. And just like the fairytales I came to know, I was swept off my feet. I gave him everything. To the point that nothing was left of me. It took me a while to realize that my happily ever after is not happening with him. In the end, self preservation saved me from this relationship. But even after this, I didn't stop to believe that my fairytale will soon come true.
After a couple of years, I met another guy. Maybe it's that part of me that always longs for a loving relationship that makes me vulnerable. Kahit na alam ko that this gu...
GoneSubmitted by a.bit.innocent on Thursday, 23 October 2014, 04:24 PM
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: poem
Glitters slowly fading;
Smiles barely showing.
Now drowning in silence.
Energy getting low;
Large crowd becomes few.
Dull colors are here to stay;
Barriers now placed between them, me and you.
Embrace once again the sunlight;
Bring back the fun.
Put back all the missing pieces;
Let all the factions be gone....
ConfusionSubmitted by pilyangpasaway on Thursday, 23 October 2014, 11:29 AM
Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: poem, confused, right path
The love was rising
prematurely but paristent.
She was confused
unware of it, uncertain.
Night turn to day
The sun rose
Covering the moonlight
Everythings seems okay
But to the last, it was not
She was confused
If the feeling really existe
it was up to her
... to choose
Go for the straight path
or pursue crooked one
everything lies in hand....
THIS USED TO BE MY PLAYGROUNDSubmitted by lourdes_42 on Thursday, 23 October 2014, 12:26 AM
Posted in Blog: English | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: Lyrics
This used to be my playground (used to be)
This used to be my childhood dream
This used to be the place I ran to
Whenever I was in need
Of a friend
Why did it have to end
And why do they always say
Don't look back
Keep your head held high
Don't ask them why
Because life is short
And before you know
You're feeling old
And your heart is breaking
Don't hold on to the past
Well that's too much to ask
[Long and movie versions only:]
Live and learn
Well the years they flew
And we never knew
We were foolish then
We would never tire
And that little fire
Is still alive in me
It will never go away
Can't say goodbye to yesterday (can't say goodbye)...
Sentiments of a NewbieSubmitted by ICM27W on Wednesday, 22 October 2014, 11:20 PM
Posted in Blog: Taglish | Categories: Non-Erotic | Tags: Blog, newbie
“I choose not to be a common man. It is my right to be uncommon if I can.
And if I cannot, then I must. Becoz when I know I must, I surely can.
I seek opportunity, not security. I do not wish to be a kept citizen, dulled and humbled by having the state look after me. I want to take the calculated risk; to dream and to build, to fail and to succeed.
I will not take shelter in the guaranteed existence of my comfort zone. Instead I will take on the challenges of life. And if the challenges of life come charging at me with the ferocity of a raging bull, I will take the bull head on. And if ever the need arises, I will, with the tenacity of the finest matador, take the bull by its horns.
Throughout this journey, I will never cower before any master nor bend to any threat for I consider it my ultimate right to stand erect, upright, proud and unafraid and say boldly to the world:
“This I have done!”
This has always been my mantra ever since i met this old singaporean guy who taught me about many things. He was a motivational speaker and as well as my mentor in my old networking. One of the things that he taught me is what we call reasoning skills.
Reasoning skills is highly defined as a capability to express one's personal opinion or one's standpoint on a certain topic. Why did i make this blog in the first place? Well i'm not here to...
throwback: my first with yaya (edited)Submitted by phil_gabriel73 on Wednesday, 22 October 2014, 08:13 PM
Posted in Story: Fiction, English | Categories: Erotic Couplings, Mature | Tags: blackmail, naughty, yaya, trio
we lived in an apartment where all of my relatives each occupied a room: one for my uncle, (my mom's brother) my aunt (mom's sister) and another uncle (mom's first cousin).
my aunt, who was raising two kids now, needed a yaya so my mom went to the province to fetch aunt yolly (mom told us to call her that way), a distant relative. slim-waisted and morena-skinned, i could say she is a typical rural girl.
however, after having stayed in our house for months now, aunt yolly's attitude has changed from being a polite, sweet girl to becoming a snobbish, lazy and nosy yaya. whenever our parents or aunt leave for work and she is left to look after us she tends to pass the household chores like washing the dishes or sweeping the floor for cluttered things. aside from those things mentioned, she was also a horny slut.
one afternoon after waking from from our nap i realized my cousin jay-jay had already left the mat. presuming he was outside the house playing with the other kids, i hurriedly got up but as i passed by my aunt's room i heard aunt yolly's faint moan. i thought she was having bad dreams in her sleep so i opened the door, only to see jay-jay on top of her, fucking her vigorously while sucking her small tits. both were half naked down
i told them that what they were doing was bad, and i was going to tell mom and my uncle (jay-jay's dad) about it. she begged me not to do it; she would be sent away and wouldn't finish high school...
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