Just around the corner from the house, there is this tailoring shop that I went to. I needed to have my dress repaired and altered, so, I visited the place. As soon as I entered the small shop, I was greeted by a lady, who happens to be the owner. She asked me what I need so I explained briefly, but the machines were so loud that we barely couldn’t understand each other. The lady guided me inside their house so we can talk about it more clearly. There, I met her husband, who was busy packing the excess fabric. The husband had this very eerie look when he saw me. I knew there was something about him from the get-go, but I didn’t really pay attention to it. Even when I was on my way out of their house, his eyes were following me.
And now, a few months later, I ended having him as the suspected stalker. I was so determined to confirm it, catch him by the act. And then maybe, expose him to his wife and the police to end my misery. But there was still a big question looming inside my head – how did he know about what happened in EDSA Shangri-La?! Beating him to his own game would give me the answer.
One thing about this stalker, he never bothered me during Sundays. So, I planned to stalk him one Sunday afternoon. I swapped cars with my best friend, Janine, so the guy would never know I was following him. Also borrowed an extra phone so I can record our conversation and use it against him later on. Parked the car near their house. Waited for hours and luckily, I got a break and saw them leaving. He was with his wife. Followed their car but carefully maintained my distance.
We ended in a restaurant. Waited for them to settle in before I parked the car where I can see them. Grabbed the phones, took a deep breath, then called the guy. My heart was pounding so fast! And then I saw him reached out to his phone but didn’t answer. Damn, it’s confirmed! It is him! He texted right after I ended the call.
Stalker: Why, Anna? Miss mo na bang makipaglaro sakin? Hehe!
I ignored his text and tried to ring his phone again. My plan was to put him on speaker, so I can have a piece of solid evidence. The stalker stood up and then walked out to the front entrance of the restaurant.
“Oh, bakit?”
“I’m going to ask you once… How did you know about EDSA Shangri-La?”, I questioned.
“Hehe! Is that important, Anna?”
“Say it now or I will never play this game anymore!”
“Sige, subukan mo lang. You know what’s gonna happen next, right?”
“No, you won’t do shit!”
“Really, huh? And how can you be so sure?”
“Because I already know who you are…”, told him. “And I can now have a reason to report your behavior to the police.”
“Haha! Sinong tinakot mo, Anna? Then, go ahead! What’s your proof?”
“You think I’m bluffing? Gusto mo sabihin ko na kaagad sa asawa mo eh. Shame that you’re cheating on her just to satisfy your own personal cravings!”
The stalker movement became erratic. His body language seemed shaky after hearing what I said. Saw him glaring at his wife who was still choosing on the menu. I got him flustered. For once, he suddenly became the prey.
“What? Natahimik ka ata?”, mocked him. “I’m curious what your wife will be going to say after she hears what you’ve been doing.”, I continued.
“Don’t you fucking dare, Anna! Subukan mo lang at….”
“At ano? You’re going to post my nude pics, ha?! Do it, then. I’ll do mine as well, but straight to your clueless wife!”
He became silent for a minute or so. The wheels were turning favorably to my side. I became the dominant person. For the first time since this ordeal began, I felt some authority over him. And I wanted to sustain it until I get all that I want.
“Ok, let’s talk about this, Anna.”, he gasped. “What do you want?”
“The same thing you want from me… I will play you, just like what you did to me.”
The guy remained silent. Saw him becoming restless about where he was standing at. Kept glancing at his wife repeatedly. Like, he didn’t know how to get out of his own shit.
“Ok, fine! I’m listening…”, he said.
“Go back inside to your wife. Tell her how much you fucking love her. Then, wait for my text for further instructions.”, I ended the call.
(So, what happened next?)
I waited for them. They came out of the restaurant after an hour then drove off. Followed them again. The next stop was in a supermarket. Saw them parked and walked inside the establishment. I stayed in the car. Lingered. Plotted a move. Wanted to entrap the a-hole, give him a dose of his own medicine. Make him play to my own terms.
Me: Excuse yourself from your wife right now and go back to your car.
Stalker: What is this all about, Anna?!
Me: Just do what I say and stop asking questions!
Stalker: Don’t do this to me now, please? Huwag naman ngayon!
Me: Oh, wow! Did you think about that when you had me do all those things?!
He didn’t reply, so I called him…
“Do what I say or you’ll regret it…”
“Sweetie, sino yan?”, I hear his wife questioned him.
“Uhm, classmate ko lang, Sweetie. Wait lang ah, kausapin ko lang saglit. Mauna ka na, sunod ako.”, the guy told his beloved.
“Now you know how it feels when you’re trying to hide something from your partner, yes?”, I laughed. “Go back to your car now!”
“Anna, kung ano man yang pinaplano mo, huwag mo nang ituloy!”
“You don’t dictate shit to me now! I run the show, not you!”
A few minutes later, I saw him walking back to his car. As soon as he got in, I sneaked in from the side, opened the right-side back door, then hopped inside. He was so shocked to see me! And for the first time, I came face to face with my stalker! It was a very nerve-racking moment, to be honest. But I conquered my fears just to get equal to him.
“Surprised to see me?”, told him with a smirk.
“Anong ginagawa mo dito?!”
“Pumili ka, let’s do this quickly so you can head back to your wife or we’ll continue the questioning and wait for your wife to get here? Your choice.”
“Anna, leave me be and I swear, hindi na din kita guguluhin!”, he looked at me through the rear-view mirror.
“Too late for that! Now, pull down your shorts and underwear!”
“What?!”
“You heard me! Do it!”
The guy was shaking his head while undoing his undergarments. I quietly got my phone and started recording. He has no idea because the phone was hidden from his sight.
“Jack your dick off…”, commanded him.
“Nagbibiro ka ba?!”
“Do you sense me laughing?! Gawin mo na lang!”
“Unbelievable!”
“Why? Do you need a fire starter? Here!”
I relaxed my back on the seat. Spread my legs. Then, used my right hand to slide my shorts and panties to the side. The guy immediately stared at it from the driver’s seat. He was in full view of my shaved pussy. Something I know he was really longing for.
“Ito lang naman talaga gusto mo sakin, diba?”, I glazed the clit using my finger.
Saw him swallowed a big chunk of his saliva. “Yes, Anna! Shit! Mas maganda puki mo sa personal!”, his dick was erecting slowly.
“So please, jack your dick off for me.”
(Interesting… Did he actually do it?)
The guy began stroking his cock. His eyes were locked on my cunt. He tried to reach for it but I rejected his hand. Told him that he can only see it for now. So, he settled on fantasizing it while jacking off.
“Tangina mo, Anna, mas nanggigigil ako sayo! I want to fuck you!”
“You cannot do shit to me!”
Watching him got me really horny. My flower became so fucking wet! I was pleasuring myself as well, circling my finger on top of my button while scraping the juices from the pussy lips. Meanwhile, the stalker’s masturbation turned even faster. His hand was angrily stroking the shit out of its manhood. Sensed he was so anxious, wanting me so badly.
“Fuck! I’m coming!”
I quickly leaned forward to reach for his stiff rod. Removed his hand from his dick to exchange with mine. I lend a helping hand. In seconds, his man juice burst out like lava popping from an active volcano. His head drifted back as he relished the sensation. Jizz kept coming and coming. It was a messy scene in his navel area. Some of it was on my hand as it dripped over my fingers. Gave me the urge to lick it out for a second but I suppressed myself from doing so. Wiped it all off on his shorts, then fixed my self back to my seat.
“You liked that, huh? Hubarin mo yang brief mo, then hand it to me.”
He did that without hesitation. Got his underwear and kept it inside my pocket. I got that whole scene on my phone. Now, I have some leverage. We both have the same bullet if ever things will not go as planned. Just shortly after the deed, I hopped off his car and went back to mine. Left him dried and out there. Drove off then out of the parking lot.
As I came by a curve, down the next block, I couldn’t contain my desire. I was so fucking horny! So fired because of what happened with me and the stalker. Pulled over to the side, dropped my shorts, panties down, and continued pleasuring my vagina. Grabbed his GAP-branded briefs and wiped it all over my throbbing cunt. The game really got the best of me. It was a very strange craving.
I bulged my finger into some part of his cotton briefs, then inserted it inside my pussy. My left hand traveled inside my shirt, and through my bra. Pinched my nipples hard, as I danced my hips in sync with the rhythm of my other hand. I was breathing so rapidly. I was biting my lips. My eyes were shut. My chair was fully reclined backward. Car A/C was on full blast, keeping my heated body cool. Radio music was playing an RnB song. A perfect combo to my short, lustful adventure.
“Uuuunnngggghhhh!!”, I moaned so loudly.
Came so hard! Very hard! Felt the juices spurting inside my dripping flower. My whole body was throbbing. It was a great feeling!
(Did the craving end after that?)
The day didn’t even end there. I waited for them until they got home. The guy was appalled to see me waiting for them in the shop. His wife greeted me and told her that I needed something to be repaired. I brought old pants that I don’t wear anymore, just to have a “reason” to be there. The lady asked me to come over inside their house again. I could see the guy’s dismay on his face. For sure, he didn’t want his wife to entertain me.
“Wait lang, ma’am, ha? Iaakyat ko lang tong mga gamit ko.”, the wife mentioned.
As soon as the lady came upstairs, the guy pulled me by the hand and was trying to ditch me out of his house. I pulled back and we stopped by the door.
“Putangina, anong ginagawa mo dito, Anna?!”, he angrily said.
“Bakit? Magpapagawa ako ng pantalon, diba?”
“Bullshit! We both know that’s not true! Umalis ka na, please lang! Huwag ka nang gumawa ng skandalo dito!”
“Haha! What are you scared about?!”
“Just go, please?”
“Not before I get what I want!”, as I touched his cock from his shorts. He removed my hand but I returned it quickly. “It’s either you do it my way, or kiss your marriage goodbye!”
The guy didn’t speak a word. He basically didn’t know what to do. So, I continued touching his dick until it got hard. He pulled my hand again, but this time, he invited me into their kitchen. We halted just by the sink. Knelt in front of him and dragged his shorts down. His cock sprung out, so I immediately grabbed it. Our eyes were beaming at each other. He was anticipating my move. The guy was sweating as fuck! Sure he was so agitated, but he also wanted it.
I began sucking his cock. Started on the tip, then down to the shaft, and onto his sacks. My fingers were massaging it gradually, feeling its stiffness. My mouth came back up and devoured its wholeness. It was so big that it almost hit my tonsils. I put it in and out of my anxious opening. Swirled my tongue around the helmet. Caressed the body with my hand.
“Aaaahhh! Fuck!”, heard him slightly sobbed.
Quickened the pace as I didn’t have enough time. He was pulling my hair, lounging his dick deep into my mouth. His body was thrusting like he was fucking it. My sputum came dripping down on his manhood. It was the sloppiest blow job I’ve ever given to any man. I was gagging, choking into sensuality. I love being taken roughly.
“Tanginaaaah! Annaaaahhhh!”
He fucking burst inside my mouth. All those fucking creamy, hot man-juice, I received it. Never had done that before, nor never had thought of doing it. But damn, I was in a state of deliriousness!
Spitted some out because it was so plentiful. He pulled his cock out and hurriedly fixed his self. I stood up and used the sink to wash away his cum. The guy left me there and went back to the living room. Heard his wife coming down from the stairs. I was still in the kitchen gathering myself up. When she came down, his husband told her that I had to use the bathroom. So, the wife was left clueless about what transpired moments ago. I had a brief conversation with her before leaving their place. The stalker didn’t have to walk me out as he just disappeared after the act.
(When was the last time you ever encountered this so-called “stalker”?)
I was following him one hot afternoon. He has just finished doing some errands in a bank when I parked behind his car. Rolled my window down and told him to come inside. The guy was hesitant at first but I insisted, so he had no choice but to oblige.
“What now, Anna?! Susundan mo na lang ba ako lagi?”, he said when he hopped in.
“You’re not good at your own game, are you?”
He took a deep sigh. “Let’s just finish this once and for all! Ano ba talaga gusto mong mangyari?”
Didn’t answer him and just sped off. I was still longing. I was so obsessed with this game that normal sex with my husband, or my self-pleasuring endeavors, could not fully satisfy my cravings. I needed to find out if fucking the guy who started it would end the itchiness that has been eating up my principles.
“Saan mo ba ako dadalhin?”
I stayed quiet and continued driving. He slowly realized it when we were on a familiar road. We pulled off and parked the car inside the garage.
“Teka, anong ginagawa natin dito sa bahay niyo?”, the guy asked.
“It’s either you come with me inside or this thing will never ever stop!”
Grabbed my stuff and came down from the car. Waited for him at the front door as he was still sitting in disbelief. When he got out, he slowly walked towards me.
“Dont’ worry, wala asawa ko.”, opened the door and let him in.
The guy looked around, probably still can’t believe what he was doing there. Came up the wooden stairs and attracted him to follow. He was at a snail pace. He kept on shaking, scratching his head. Lead him to the master’s bedroom. Left the door open when I walked in. Laid down on the bed with my elbows angled and supporting most of my wait.
“Lock the door.”, commanded the guy when he set his foot inside the room.
“Anna…”, he looked at me with a worried face.
“Hush! Now, come here…”
Spread my legs widely. I was wearing a skirt without any panties. Even though we haven’t started yet, my pussy was already soaked. He baby-stepped his way and knelt in front of the bed. Without wasting any time, he began munching on my excited cunt. His hands gripped my thighs as his tongue commenced licking around the labia. It then found its way up to the clit which gave me a whole lot of frenzy.
“Hmmmmm…”, I griped.
I grasped his head as my hips began to wiggle. His tongue’s fondling was extended to my butt hole, rimming its way at the center. I felt so fucking lustful! Never had any guy done that before! Put my hand inside my sando and uncapped my boob. My fingers played with my already-hard nipples and kneaded the hell out of it!
“Ahh, fuck!”
Moments later, I pulled him up. Our lips were locked in an instant. We exchanged lavished blows. Tongue against the tongue. Mouth sucking mouth. His cock was poking out of his pants. It was rubbing against my super wet vagina. The friction got me really fired up! So, my left hand traveled down and swiftly helped his dick out. I masturbated it for a while. Gave him a very pleasant feeling.
“Uhhhmmm…. Hmmmmmm…”, we both moaned.
He came down on my boobs. Removed my top and then plunged on my nips. The guy was sucking it so hard. His hands strongly bounded my breasts together. In between, it formed a very fluffy, soft cleavage that his tongue immediately paved on. His mouth was alternately eating my mountains. Left and right he went. Then he would come up and kiss me again. I was so fucking horny!
“Fuck me naaaahhh!”, I begged.
And yes, he did! The a-hole didn’t even bother removing his pants and just inserted his manhood inside me. Felt the tip opened up the gateway to heaven, and then slowly, it pushed through like a lumberjack. I gasped for some ecstatic air. He was so fucking huge! The guy began his thrusts. It was hard and rough from the beginning. He locked his arms on my legs, causing his cock to dig deeper into my flower. My arms were wrapped around his back. His head was anchored on my neck. He was grumbling in my ear. It felt so arousing hearing it!
“Ito ba ang gusto mo? Ha?”, he said.
“Yes! Fuck you ka! Tangina mo! Harder, please?!”
His movement became bolder. It became more aggressive. The guy’s cock was killing me! It went in, then out, then shallow, then deep. He was licking my neck, ear, shoulder.
“Putangina, ganito ba?”
“Oh, yes! YES! More paaahhhh!! Fuck!”
He flipped me over. Re-inserted his cock in a dog-style position. He began pounding me from behind. I arched my butt upwards to give him a better sense of it. His hands were now on my waistline. The heaving was so solid. Our skins were thumping at each other. My hair was all messed up. My breathing was so rapid. My moans were so loud.
“Tangina, Anna, ang sarap mo!”
“Shit! I’m coming!”, mentioned to him.
“Puta ka, sabay tayo!!”
Harder. Faster. Pak! Pak! Pak! Fucking hell, I was going to explode!
“Argh! Anna! Coming din!”
“Inside, please? Inside! Fuuuuccckkk!!”
“AAAAHHHH!!! PUTAAHHHHH!!!”
“OOOHHH SHIITTT, COMINNGGG!!! UNNGGGHHHHH!!!”
And then, silence……..
(Ms. Anna? Ms. Anna?)
A voice… A heard a voice… I opened my eyes slowly. I was in a room, sitting on this very comfortable small couch by the window, looking outside on a very bright, sunny day. Looked over to my shoulder, a woman wearing a white-colored jacket was sitting on the next seat behind me. I know her. I know her very well. It was my third day with her.
“Ms. Anna? Can you tell me what happened after that?”, she asked.
“I don’t know. I can’t remember.”
“Ok, Ms. Anna, no worries. Let me call your husband really quick.”
My husband? Why is he there? Seconds later, they were both in front of me. They told me to keep laying down as the woman wanted to tell us something. It soon hit me, this woman happened to be a psychiatrist. Happened to be my doctor.
“So, sir, by talking with Ms. Anna for the past three sessions, I can conclude that she has delusional depression or delusional disorder. Okay? So, basically, your wife is making stuff, or false beliefs that conflict with reality.”, she explained.
“Wait, what? That’s not true!”, I shockingly said.
“Bakit ganun? What’s the cause of it?”, my husband asked.
“Ms. Anna just lost her job due to this pandemic, right? So, it might have triggered a depression stage, hence, the delusions.”
“So, how can it be treated?”
“Psychotherapy is the primary treatment for delusional disorder. It provides a safe environment for patients to discuss their symptoms while encouraging healthier and more functional attitudes and behaviors.”
“In other words, para siyang rehab, Doc?”
“Yes, sir, exactly!”
“Hun, don’t believe her! The stalker is real! Please!”
“Hun, there’s no stalker. Gawa-gawa mo lang yun. We’ve looked into your phone records. Wala namang other numbers doon that says that you’ve been talking with this “guy”. Kahit sa phone mo, I checked, wala namang conversations to support your claim. Also, Janine doesn’t have a car, Hun, so how can you borrow one from her?”
“I can assure you, Hun, totoong tayo yun! Can’t you just believe me?”, I began crying.
My husband hugged me as my tears continued to fall. Couldn’t accept the fact that I was sick. That I needed professional help to get through with it. I was feeling normal. Depressed or not, the stalker was real! It was so fucking real!
A few weeks later, my therapy has started. I was in the circle, full of people I just met. They were sharing their experiences, every one of them. I was the last to share. Was wearing familiar clothing, and before I even started, I noticed something inside my pocket. I slightly pulled it out and it’s a man’s underwear. I read the brand, and it says “GAP”. My husband doesn’t wear GAPs, so…
FUCK!
(THE END)