My Filipina Maid Yvonne
Well, I have a friend who runs a maid agency, so naturally I will take a maid from him… So 1 day, I went to his shop and when I entered his shop, I straightaway took notice of this maid, who doesn’t look like a maid at all.
There was a certain grace and charm of this special maid… In fact, she was a really pretty and cute maid…
So when I waited for my friend to come back to his shop, I started to query around, and ask the staff about this maid… Ok, she is a Filipina, and had just come back from her employer… I requested that I can ask her some questions…
So she came over to my seat, her name is Yvonne, 25 years old, single from the Philippines. She was sweet, and shy when she answered my questions, about why she come back, whether she can cook…
Soon, my friend came back… And I told him I wanted this maid… And it was pretty obvious he knew what was on my mind, and he jokingly said, “Make sure you don’t make her pregnant and had to be sent back to Phils.”
I requested for her bio-data… And I took out my camera to take a good picture of her… On the pretense that I wanna show her pic to my mother.
So the next day, I went down again, because I can’t wait to meet her.
When I walk in, she was reading a recipe book… She was very happy to meet me, her future employer.
I was the only customer in the shop at that time, so I was able to chit chat with her, and she was very shy… Sometimes, we just smile and smile at each other, oblivious to the other maids, and staff in the office at that time.
Please do not be mistaken, I really like her, and she was like a shy gal meeting an admirer in school… And seeing the day she talk, smile, and her body gentle movements, make me like her even more.
Eventually, my friend was making fun of me by saying, “Christopher, why dun you take Yvonne out for lunch?” Usually maids aren’t allowed out with customers before all the paperwork is done.
Ok, so I brought Yvonne to the nearby food court… And I introduced her to local food, such as chicken rice, lor mee and stuff… We decided to choose 3 of these 2 types of food, and share them.
Yvonne was very gentle, she cleaned the utensils with a tissue paper, and said “Sir, your spoon and fork”… I dun like her to call me sir, so I just said, call me Christopher.
The chicken rice was ok for her, but lor mee was initially too sour for her, but after a few more tastings, she grew to slowly like it too… She smiled at me while she ate, and turned her head away… The feeling between Yvonne and me wasn’t like maid and employer, but rather, boyfriend girlfriend.
After that, I brought her around the shopping centre… As she is a child at heart, she was very excited when we walked past a shop selling Hello Kitty stuff… And she told me that she has a few simple Hello Kitty stuff back home in the Philippines… She was smiling as she looked at the Hello Kitty smile, and I instinctively patted her head, and commented that she was cute…
Actually, Yvonne is a very educated Filipina, but due to her large family, and low wages, she decided to come to Singapore to work… And she even had a Friendster account…
As I have to go elsewhere later, I had to send Yvonne back to the agency, but I gathered enough courage, and ask “Yvonne, do you have a boyfriend, in Singapore or in Phil?”… She said Singapore no, but in Phil, she used to have a boyfriend.
Oh yes, as Yvonne is a catholic, same as me, I saw she prayed before eating, whereas I did not pray (Shameful to say.).
So I asked if she has any kids before?? She said “No sir” smilingly, but she quickly commented that she like babies.
Well, the paper has been done, and it’s time for me to fetch Yvonne home from the agency.
So I reached there on the dot, and Yvonne was already there, sitting like a pretty princess on her big day
Yvonne has very beautiful skin, and a natural glow on her lips, that make people mistook that she had applied lipstick…
I had noticed this before, but I never raised this up… Maybe I was too busy admiring her, to pose this question to her.
So when I said “Maganda, you applied lipstick today, is it?” she blushed and said it’s naturally pink… And the girls around her giggled…
There she is, a shy, but pretty Filipina maid that ooze charm with every single little thing that she does…
Ever since I set my eyes on her, I think of her whenever my attention is not required elsewhere… She is in short, my Maganda.
So finally I can bring her out of the agency and towards the place I wish she and I can call home.
I think many of you think I am crazy why I would fall in love with a maid, but Yvonne isn’t your run-of-the-mill type of maid… Yvonne is those 1 in a million type of maid…
So I helped her to carry her luggage, while she carried her handbag… Deep down, I can sense that she was happy to see me, but was it because I am the employer or her ‘Special one’??
Our eyes catch each other several times, as we walked towards the car… I asked if she had eaten her breakfast, her answer was yes, but I knew that the maid agency’s food was terrible, once I saw she had her lunch, she gave thanks for her food, but she never finished it, and she used an index and thumb to signal to me that she ate only a little… It pains me to see Yvonne hungry… But at that time, I could not do anything… That goes down as 1 regret from me till now.
Anyway, back to the story… I drove her to the Mcdonald’s near my house, and ask her to change her into a t-shirt I had bought for her… (You see, she was wearing the maid agency polo shirt when she left the agency.)
She looked pretty in that cute care bear t-shirt, just like the way a super Maganda should look like, a cute little princess, a world away from the maid she once was.
I whipped out my laptop from my backpack, she was surprised to know that I had a laptop along, and we started to surf the net at Mcdonald’s.
She has a Friendster account, and she showed me her pictures… Cool… A maid with Friendster…
Does your maid have Friendster?? No right?? That’s why this Maganda is like a fish out of water being a maid, and I am happy to have taken her away from that agency.
Ok, I ordered a set meal for her… And she was nice and gentle, saying her prayer, before laying out the food nicely for me… It’s a farce, because the food will eventually land up mix inside my stomach, but I really appreciated the way she cared for me, asking me about me… While we ate, our eyes caught each other again… We are more like a high school sweetheart out on a Mcdonald’s meal, than an employer and maid… And that makes her blushed… I passed a serviette to her, asking her to wipe her lips, just to see if she had applied lipstick to her pink-color lips… Nah, no sign of lipstick on the test material.
Ok, time for Maganda to go back to her little palace. But I think she might need something for herself, so I bought her to Watson’s, just to see if she needed anything.
As we shopped around, we began to have our 1st innocent physical contact, our elbows touched, and we were aware of that, but we just dun want to distance from each other… So that’s our 1st touch… Feel like 1st love again.
Then we left the place, and finally reached my house… That’s when I turned towards her, and say “Maganda from now on, this is your home.”
Yvonne had known that I am single, and she knew that there is only my mother and I, plus her staying in the house soon… I showed her her room, and she was surprised to know that I had bought the Hello Kitty + other cute stuff that she had seen while she was out with me for lunch yesterday.
I turned my head towards her, and saw that she had cried… Not just a single teardrop… But a flowing tears of joy down her cheeks… She has found a new home, a warm home, one that is totally different from what she had in Phil.
I stood there, feeling very emotional as tears flowed down Yvonne‘s cheeks, while our eyeballs were reflecting each other appearances… While a teardrop started to roll down from my right eye… I moved my right hand towards Yvonne‘s left cheek, and used my thumb to intercept tears that were dripping down her face… At this point in time, I think it’s a case of both of us knowing that we have feelings for each other.
I uttered the words “Mahal kita” at her… And she blushed again, like a secondary school gal in love for the 1st time… Playfully I pinched her left cheeks… She giggled… And I use both of my hands to curl her hair behind her jumbo ears… Actually back at the agency, I had teased her about her jumbo ears (Something like da-S, a Taiwan’s celebrity, type of ears.), and she would use both hands to hide her ears.
From my experiences with gals, if they are in love with a guy, and when the guy curls her hair behind her ears, she would feel shy and looked down, and that’s the ‘Signal’ for the guy to go ‘all the way’…
To be frank, I do really love Yvonne, maybe it’s because I fall in love easily, and that’s why along the way, I have broken many hearts.
Instinctively, my head started to tilt to 1 side and move closer towards Yvonne, just like ‘a space shuttle trying its best to integrate with the space station’. Even though it’s a small peck on her pink lips, it’s when 2 becomes 1.
My hands had wanted to hold onto Yvonne‘s arms… But I did not wish to let her know that I had wanted more than a peck… So I rested my hands at my sides… And at this point in time, I was satisfied with what I had, from Yvonne.
With tears still on her cheeks, I suggested to her to go for a bath… I had earlier bought some new clothes for her, and I held her hand, as we walked towards the cupboard and showed her ‘The princess Maganda’s new clothes’.
The clothes were those very cute cute types for gals her age… She was delighted to find out I had made so much preparation for her.
I asked her to unpack her clothes in her luggage, and to wash them 1st before putting in the cupboards, I know that the agency’s boarding house isn’t the most hygienic of places.
I sat on her bed as she unpacked, and I was curious how her lingerie looks like… And she was shy when the lingerie, which was hidden beneath the clothes, finally saw the light of day.
I quickly said, “Sorry, should I go out?” and she blushed, and did not say anything… So I suggested to her that I will get her a drink.
Her lingerie is those simple, non-sexy type… Never mind, next time we will buy some real sexy ones, I think to myself.
I took a pack of soya bean for her to drink, and when I entered her room, she had already unpacked her stuff, and waiting for me to show her where the washing machine is… Next stop, bathroom.
I asked her if she wanted a foam bath?? She just smiled, like a school gal.
So I tell her which shampoo, conditioner is for her… And I just leave her alone to enjoy her 1st bath in my house.
Yvonne walked out from the bathroom, after a good hour of soaking in the bathtub.
She was wearing the clothes I had chosen for her… A matching pink outfit of t-shirt and shorts, she looked cute in them.
This is the 1st time I had seen her legs… Slim, no scars and fair skin.
Yvonne walked towards me, and asked what household work should she do??
My reply to her was “Maganda, you are the mum in this house.”
It finally dawned on Yvonne that I do not expect her to work as a maid in the house…
I told her that from now on, she and me will do the housework, marketing and shopping together.
I signaled to Yvonne to walk towards me, and I sat on the sofa, watching television… She was a bit shy at 1st, and I said to her, “Can I hold your hands?”
So I held her hands, while she stood in front of me… It’s a very good feeling when you are holding the hands of the gal that you love… Her hands slowly held my hands ever tighter… An indication that she hoped I will treat her well in the future.
I said to her, “Maganda, let’s watch TV together.” she sat beside me, with a small gap between us, our hands resting on no-man’s-land, interlocked.
I enjoyed seeing her smiling and laughing at the television show.
I enjoyed every moment I spent with Yvonne, and deep down, I know that there must be many guys who like her as well, since she is a Maganda.
So I asked her how many boyfriends she had before… And she only had 1 in Phil, whom she broke up with before coming over to Singapore… When the turn came for her to ask me the same question… I said 2 Filipinas before.
That’s when Yvonne said no wonder I can speak some Tagalog… Yeah, my girlfriends are my sleeping dictionaries… They teach me their home language, while I teach them the therapeutic wonders of sex.
Ok to sidetrack a bit, to let you guys know how I knew my previous 2 Filipina girlfriends.
1 of them worked in Singapore as a hotel staff… Her name is Joey, 24 in 2007, she came alone to Singapore and I ran into her while she was wandering around the city… I struck up a conversation with her with my simple Tagalog… Got her hand phone number, asked her out… brought her to church… And the rest is history… It’s good to be with her… Because she was very decent, and she just passed her medical checkup…
1 thing I found out about Joey, is that she was very lively, submissive if you can make her feel you really love her… And on her birthday, which was 3 weeks after we knew each other, I bought her some presents, went out on a dinner, where she had a little red wine…
So as a happy gal, she was like a little rabbit waiting for me to devour… She had told me before she was a virgin and her Phil boyfriend had undressed her before, but she did not allow penetration by him… Because she wasn’t mentally prepared then.
I bought Joey home after dinner, knowing fully well that I wanted to deflower Joey on her birthday due to the nature of her work, it’s very hard for us to meet throughout our 3 weeks of courtship, though I would pretend to be a hotel customer and called her up just to talk with her.
Ok, back to the sex part, which is the most important, isn’t it??
Joey was wearing a t-shirt with jeans… And being 1.65, she is ‘tall’ as compared to many Filipinas… So once inside my room, I gave her my eye’s X-ray treatment, staring into her eyes, while my hands rest on the side of her hips… We kissed passionately, while my hands slipped into her t-shirt for the very 1st time… Before this, Joey and I were a very decent couple… And we only had french kisses on 3 occasions… My previous attempts to move my hands into hinterland were blocked.
I started to lift up Joey‘s shirt… It seemed that the alcohol had done wonders to lose her inhibitions… Her fair skin started to reveal… It’s like the 1st time you browsed through a porn magazine… I hit bra country… I used my thumb to touch her bra, before I raised up her 2 hands, so that I can remove her shirt… Quickly and violently. She was shocked, because she knew that I was going to devour her…
I had knew all along that Joey was top heavy, though I had not touched or saw her boobs before… Sometimes when we went out, the t-shirts the she wore gave an indication of her size, plus the occasional ‘zou-guang’ always gave me an edge to grab them.
So now, Joey stood in front of me, wearing just a bra and jeans… She stared at me, but my eyes only have time for her boobs… And she knew it.
I pull down her bra strap, then my hands unbuckled her bra from behind… The bra fell off, revealing a pair of 34C pair of Filipino boobs… Her light brown eraser-like nipples are erected… Which is a signal to me to just suck them hard…
I do not know why, suddenly, in my mind, it’s just about wanting to suck and fuck Joey… Joey has become a sex-toy to me, not someone who I did have feelings for…
I squeezed her breasts together, just like a big Mac that is going to be eaten… I licked her nipples, giving her a good sensation… Seeing the way she enjoyed herself, I began to suck… Slow, gentle sucking soon gave way to hard sucking and biting her nipples… Joey was feeling a bit of pain now, and wanted me to stop biting her… But well, I was too engrossed now, and I just kept on sucking her nipples like a hungry baby…
After having my fun with her nipples, I began to remove her jeans… It’s always a torture to remove a gal’s jeans when you are having sex…
Finally, I managed to remove Joey‘s jeans… And my penis gave Joey a Hitler’s salute when I saw her pink cotton panties… I was kinda of guessing what type of panties / G-string she will be wearing… Actually, I know many WL’s like to wear those panties that are transparent at the front, showing off their forest.
Joey was very shy at this point, and she tried to close her legs when I tried to rub her pussy from the outside with my hands… But I stared at Joey, trying to frighten her into submission… While at the same time, say “Joey, mahal kita”… To coax her to submit to my cock’s invasion.
So I slowly rub, rub her pussy, and when she started to turn from a very nice decent gal, into one that is on the way towards her 1st orgasm with me, I removed her panties, to see her love hole for the 1st time…
Actually, I knew that she was a virgin, so I am going to pay special attention to her pussy and her hymen.
My head started to move towards her love hole, attracted by the sight of her nice pink pussy… I sniff, there is no foul smell (Pass the smell test.). Next, as my head was between her legs, and she stared at me, wondering what I will do next (She dun watch porn, so she had no clue what the fuck I was doing.), I stick out my tongue to give her virgin cunt a good lick… The moment my tongue touched her cunt’s lips, Joey gave a yell “Ah”, as she think it’s gross why I wanna kiss her pussy.
Joey was another innocent Pinay in the making. :d
I began to lick her profusely, and she started to lose her inhibitions, and enjoyed her 1st oral sex… I asked Joey “Joey, you feel good?”… She never said a word, but the answer was written on her face.
I could not do a deep lick, as she was a virgin, and I paid special attention on her clitoris, which is wet with my saliva by now… Next stop… Her small tiny opening while my fingers rub her clitoris… She could not withstand the double attack, and wanted me to stop… But there is no way this Maganda Pinay will escape being deflowered today.
Absolutely no way… :d
Joey was begging me to stop licking her cunt, as she could not take it anymore… So I said to her, ok, I will stop… But you must make me happy… :d
I asked Joey to kneel down on the bed, and I told her oral me… Initially she refused, saying it dirty… But I told her that I had licked her for so long, making her so happy and wet, that it’s only fair that she made me happy as well…
So Joey held my dick for the 1st time, and from the mirror, she looks like a singer holding a mic.
Joey just stared at my dick, while my dick has already been giving Joey a Hitler’s salute for a long time already… So slowly I coax Joey to stick out her tongue and lick my dick head… While all the time, saying that it’s normal for gals to do oral sex… She opened her mouth and I began to insert my penis into her mouth slowly, as I am afraid what she will do if she snapped.
As Joey kneeled on the bed to microwave my dick… My dick enjoyed the wetness of her mouth and the orgasmic feeling whenever her tongue touched my dick…
Joey was still very shy over the whole oral sex thing… And I think it’s better if my dick was to enter her virgin pussy now.
I rushed to the cupboard, to look for a white towel… I wanna collect evidence of her deflower-ation… And spread it on the bed, in front of her glorious Pinay virgin pussy.
Just then, I was thinking whether should I shave off her hair before her ‘Coming-of-age’ ceremony… Nah… Too much of a hassle for a 1st-timer to undergo.
So I adjusted her body, with the white towel strategically spread out from below her bum to the thrust zone, waiting to collect virgin’s blood…
Mentally, I tried to get her prepared, telling her that it might be painful, but after a few days, she will enjoy the joys of making love.
As she was a virgin, there was no way I will wear a condom to break her hymen.
So I gave her virgin pussy a last hymen licking before I break that hymen wall down with my Chinese dick… The fact that Joey enjoyed all the licking made me lick and lick for 6 – 7 minutes, before I told her, now is the time for the entry.
With her legs spread wide open and her back on the bed, I used my dick to rub her clitoris and her pussy lips, to give her a feel of my penis, slowly, I began to insert my penis, while all the time monitoring the level of pain on her face… It’s painful for her, as she gritted her teeth, and her hands grabbed the bed sheets hard.
Her tight pussy means it’s hard for my dick to thrust it in… And I was only able to penetrate a bit in… But already, her pussy has started bleeding… And my dick is stained with her blood… Joey started to ask if we could make love some other day… But my answer is… I grab her breast, and kiss her mouth, while whispering to her ears that I love her, and I wanted to go in now.
And asked Joey to bear with the pain.
I began to focus on her pussy again… And after some effort, managed to insert fully inside her bloodied pussy… And tried my best to make love with her.
Missionary… And after 2 minutes of slow thrust, decided to do a doggie on Joey.
Joey was weak, and painful… But I just wanna give her a taste of hard wheelbarrow fuck.
So I asked her to kneel down on the bed, while I held her hands from behind… Joey doesn’t know what she will experienced next.
With my dick inside her again, I began to pull her hand violently as I thrust her.
Oh my, she was screaming, and the whole ordeal only ended 2 minutes later when I felt as if I was to cum very soon.
From my experience with other gals, I know the wheelbarrow fuck position is easy to make a gal cum.
I pulled out my dick, released her hands, Joey fell like a sack of potatoes on the bed, and I quickly turned her around, before I entered her again for some quick thrust… Frankly speaking, I was also sad to see Joey in so much pain… So I decided to cum early inside her pussy to end her ordeal.
My cum mixed with her blood, to create a flowing pink river down her pussy.
It was a very nice scene… I used my thumb to wipe some of the mixed bloodied cum, and spread it on Joey‘s beautiful face, who looked totally exhausted, and her looks at that time, made me feel as if I had raped her.
I kissed Joey on her lips, while saying “Mahal kita”… And Joey said, “Christopher, will you be with me forever?”
I said yes, though, I know it was at the spur of the moment, to coax Joey to make love with me till I had enough of her.
Well, it’s time for lunch, and I decided to take Yvonne out for a simple lunch.
So we headed to the nearest shopping centre near our house… Then we shopped around… This time, we walked past a shop full of lingerie.
Yvonne was blushing, but I had full intention to make her blush.
So I held her hand and walk around the shop… I told her to choose what she likes… The shop assistant (Sa.), is a pretty Chinese babe… So while Yvonne was trying the bra / panty, I will strike up a small conversation with the Sa… She was quite a chatty person, so it was easy for me to ask her silly questions like, “Can you help Yvonne to choose the right fit for her bra? I dun want her to ‘zou guang’.”… As Sa worked in this line, she knows lots of gals who wear the wrong fit and show off their raisins.
Haha, as the Sa was in the changing room area, helping Yvonne, 2 chio secondary gals walk in… So my eyes focused on them…
One of them is a tall and skinny gal, the other is a short, but quite busty gal… So while the Sa was busy, I try to walk up to them and pretend to be the shop-owner.
“Yes, do you girls need help with your bra?” I think the 2 gals were a bit shocked… but I said, “Dun be shy, I will be able to help you.” I then quipped… “That bra will look nice on you, but what size you want??”
The 2 gals giggled, and just then, Sa walked towards us… So I just pretend to look around… It was fun making fun of those 2 gals.
Just innocent fun.
Ok, so Yvonne had chosen what she wanted, but it’s my turn to choose what I want Yvonne to wear… I choose some very sexy, 1 piece night lingerie, those that were transparent from the front… Which is what I like best… Full view of her boobs, hidden behind a thin layer of lace.
So we can’t wait to go back home, as I wanna see how she looks like in those sweet lingerie.