Date: Sat, 6 Nov 2010 00:19:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Filipina Girl in Chicago (lesbian/incounter, oral, F/F)

Warning:

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts of domination
between two women.  If this type of content
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read it.

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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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