Eee Cee Que Blues – Bosun’s Mate

Written by pestengahem

 

Eee Cee Que Blues – Bosun’s Mate
By Pesteng Ahem

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These are a series of stories about life during the extended community quarantine. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of my imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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My name is Portia de Guzman. I’m a 19-year-old student pursuing a degree in AB English. This is the story of my experience during the ECQ.

My family is originally from Siquijor, where we live comfortably from the money my father makes as the bosun on a cruise ship. I moved to Manila to attend the University of Santo Tomas. I rent a small room in 1050 Don Quijote Street in Sampaloc. I’ve been stuck in my small room since classes were suspended in the middle of March.

Before the ECQ, I was highly sexually active bisexual. I am short (4’11”) and slim. My best features are my tight ass (which I keep toned through regular exercise and sex) and my even, brown complexion. I have sensitive nipples and I keep my pussy shaved to heighten the feel of a tongue on my labia and clit. I dyed my hair pink when I joined the **** Sorority last year. For the last eight months, I’ve given up cock altogether because of all the pussy I’m getting from my fellow sisters.

The ECQ resulted in an immediate stop to my sexual activities. Most of my partners left for their home towns. Even my sorority sisters, who would drop by almost every day to hang out in my apartment (and to eat my pussy), couldn’t travel. The first week was quite difficult; I watched porn all day and the handle of my hairbrush was never not coated in my pussy juices. The second week, however, I noticed that my sex drive lessened as I grew bored with masturbation. I had a harder and harder time bringing myself to orgasm. My body was looking for a tongue and, not finding it, went into hibernation. After some adjustment, I accepted this new situation and focused on my online classes and staying fit inside the unit.

At the end of March, my father sent word that he was being repatriated back to the Philippines. He was arriving on 31 March and had to be quarantined for 14 days in a facility in the Port Area. Since travel to Siquijor was not possible, he asked if he could stay in the unit with me until travel out of Manila was permitted. Of course, I agreed. I don’t think that I’ve ever spent time alone with him since I was six years old — he was always away and when he returned he was surrounded by the entire family. He is a strict disciplinarian with his crew, but I know that he tries to spoil me.

After he completed mandatory quarantine, my father was dropped by the company shuttle in the afternoon. I greeted him with a big hug at the gate of the apartment and helped him carry his things to my room. The unit was 15 square meters. On entering, the toilet/shower was to the right. The rest of the space was taken up by a double-sized bed and a closet. I tried to straighten up my things before my father arrived, but it was always going to be a tight fit.

“Sorry, Pa. It’s a little small.”

“Don’t worry about it, Pot Pot,” my father said. “This is three times the size of my cabin on ship.” He gave me a tight hug and I helped him unpack. Dad insisted that I take the bed and that he would sleep on the floor right next to it. I tried to convince him to switch places, but he would have none of it.

After dinner, I cleared the dishes and he got ready to take a shower before bed. I unfurled the sleeping mat and prepared the pillows and blanket that he would be using. It was only 7:00 PM, so I decided to play some online games and stream some movies. I was in bed when Dad emerged from his shower.

“Ready for bed, Pot?”

While he was drying his hair with the towel, I turned to face him. He entered the room wearing only a loose pair of old boxers. My father is 48 years old, stands 5’11” and is physically fit from his work. There was a slight bulge in his belly, but the muscles in his chest and arms were quite obvious. I let my gaze linger around his pelvis and noticed the outline of his penis.

“Did you hear me, Pot?” His question broke the spell. I looked up to find him staring at my face.

“Sorry, Pa. It’s too early. I have to review some online lessons and do research for a report.”

“Ahh, okay. I’ll head to bed, then. Kick me if I snore too loudly.” He bent down to kiss me on the cheek before shutting off the lights. In a few minutes, I could hear the regular cadence of his breathing as he fell asleep.

I was in the middle of a mobile game when I received a message. “Babe, I’m horny. Can we VC? I need to cum before I fall asleep.” It was Yan, one of my sorority sisters.

ME: “Sorry, Babe. I can’t right now. My father is staying with me at the moment.”

YAN: “Oh nooooo! We’ll be quite. Promise.”

ME: “I can’t, sabi. He’s sleeping next to the bed.” I took a picture of his sleeping form and sent it to Yan.

YAN: “Wow, sis. Ang gwapo pala ng Daddy mo.”

ME: “Huwag kang magulo diyan.”

YAN: “Eeeeee! POT! Ang laki pala ng titi ni Daddy! Hahahaha!” Yan sent me an edited version of the picture I sent her, adjusting the light levels so that my Dad’s body was more visible in the dark room. The picture clearly showed a huge bulge around my Dad’s pelvic area, evidence of a nocturnal erection straining against the blanket. Yan also graciously emphasised this by adding heart emojis around the area.

ME: “Gagi! Unan niya yan. Miss mo lang yata si Miggy. Kulang ka lang sa kantot.” As soon as I sent this text, I turned the screen of my phone to illuminate my Dad. I couldn’t deny that the erection was present. In fact, it was bigger now than a few seconds earlier!

YAN: “Oo nga, Babe. Ang wet ko nga ngayon. Mag VC tayo. Panoorin mo lang akong magdildo. Pppllleeaaseee! Sige na. UwwwwU”

ME: “Okok. Start mo na yung VC.”

YAN: “Yehey!” She sent me a FaceTime invitation a few seconds later. I ducked under my blanket and turned on the video feed.

Yan had positioned her phone over the head of her bed. The camera was pointed downward. Both her legs were spread wide and she was rubbing her clit with her right hand. The other hand held a large, pink dildo that she was sucking and licking.

“Ugghhhh, Pot. Ang sarap ng daliri mo sa clit ko.” I watched as her right hand rubbed her clit in quickening circles. “Pot, ang laki talaga ng titi ng Daddy mo,” Yan whispered as she proceeded to deep throat the dildo. I stayed silent, but I couldn’t help notice that my pussy was starting to tingle a little.

“Sis, kakantutin na ako ng Daddy mo. Panoorin mo kung paano pumasok yung titi niya sa pussy ko.” Yan took the dildo coated with her saliva and brought it to her pussy. She used the fingers of her right hand to open her pussy lips. She spread her legs wider and locked her pelvis. Then, she moaned deeply as the dildo disappeared down her pink pussy. “Fuuucckkkk, Pot! Ang saraapppp ni Daddy!” Yan’s body lifted as the dildo entered her cunt. I could see that the dildo was coated in her thick, white cream. Her right hand now grabbed her tits.

Yan was putting on a great show. She was always quite the exhibitionist. I started to play with my nipples as I watched my friend play out her fantasy of fucking my father.

“Malapit na ako, Daddy. Harder, po. Haarrderrr, Sirrrr!” I could tell that this was going to be a big one for Yan. Her voice always rose in pitch according to the strength of her orgasm. At the moment, her voice was as high as a songbird’s.

“Fuck me, Daddy! I’m cumminggggg! Pooootttt! I’m cummmiinngggg. Fuuuccckkkkkk!” I watched as Pot’s body began to convulse. She took a deep breath and held it. Her eyes were wide open and her mouth was frozen in a deep “o”. She twitched three times and let out a loud scream. “Aaaaaaahhhh!”

Her body started to relax as she came down from her orgasm. She folded herself into the fetal position. A gush of clear fluid spilled onto the bed as she slowly withdrew the dildo. “Ang sarap, Babe. Nag-squirt ako ng konti,” she whispered into the camera. She had a smile on her face. “Salamat, Pot. I needed that.”

“No worries, Babe. Good night. Mwaa.”

“Good night, Pot.”

I killed the connection and got out from under the blanket. Yan had left me a horny. Since I haven’t been able to cum in almost a month, my body was over-reacting to the stimulation. My panties were soaked. I couldn’t use my toys because my Dad was right next to me and I didn’t want to waste an orgasm on my fingers. I decided to take a cold shower. I stepped over my Dad to access the bathroom.

The cold shower did little to kill my libido. I was ready to return to bed when I noticed that my father had kicked off the blanket. His erection was now clearly visible. Dad’s boxer was a little too loose for him and his cock has escaped through the left leg hole! It’s entire 8″ length was fully exposed to the room air. It was throbbing to the beat of his heart.

I got onto my knees and crawled towards him using the light from my phone to guide me. I brought my arm closer to his cock. It was almost as long as my forearm and the head was as thick as my wrist. I noticed that the head was a little shiny from his emissions.

Moving slowly, I brought my finger to the slit of his cock and lightly sampled the thin liquid. I brought it to my nose and took a small sniff. I detected a slightly manly odour that made my mouth water. Noticing that the rhythm of his breathing hadn’t changed, I brought my face closer to his cock head and breathed deeply. Fuck! I haven’t had a cock like this ever in my life. He had a nice, deep scent. It was sharp and clean at the same time.

I extended my tongue and licked the liquid from the head of his cock. Then I pulled my head away and savoured his taste. I liked the sweet and salty taste. I was now so horny that I had to have more.

I slowly moved my mouth closer to my Dad’s cock. I noticed that the head was wet where my tongue came into contact with it. I licked my lips and slowly captured the entire head in my mouth, using my tongue to trace the outline of the ridge while applying a little suction. I heard my Dad inhale deeply. He brought his hand behind my head and pushed down. “Oh, Natasha. Keep sucking, baby.”

Dad was talking in his sleep! And my mom’s name wasn’t Natasha!

I felt Dad’s lift his hips. Together with the pressure from his hand behind my head, I was forced to swallow more of his cock. I felt the tip of his cock reach the back of my throat. I tried to suppress the gag reflex, but I couldn’t. I jerked my head upward, leaving a trail of saliva on his cock as it flopped onto his abdomen.

I positioned my phone against the wall and set it to record. Then I grasped the shaft. I used the excess saliva to rub my hand up and down his cock. I liked feeling how it was hard and soft at the same time. Dad’s hips were thrusting involuntarily to meet the motion of my hand. I brought my mouth closer once again sucked on his cock. This time, I didn’t care whether he woke up. I needed to be fucked by this monster!

“That feels good, Natasha.” He mumbled in his sleep.

“Yes, Sir.” I took a chance and assumed that Natasha was a member of the cruise ship’s hospitality crew who my Dad was bonking on the side.

I licked up and down the shaft and coated his balls in saliva. My other hand was thrusting two fingers deep inside my bald, wet pussy. I wanted to taste my Dad’s cum so badly now.

I felt my Dad’s hand travel to my tits and squeeze my nipple hard. This caused my pussy to cream itself. My hand on his shaft was coated with saliva dripping from my mouth and trailing onto his balls. I could hear his breath quicken. I could see his balls rise. After a few more thrusts, I felt Daddy’s cock expand in my throat before he ejaculated. Three… Four… Five spurts erupted from his cock. I swallowed as much as I could, but his sperm was so thick and abundant that some of it escaped my mouth.

Dad’s cock softened and I allowed it to fall from my mouth. Dad resumed his deep breathing. I removed my fingers from my pussy and looked at the creamy discharge. I didn’t want to waste my cream so I wiped my fingers onto my Dad’s lips. I wanted him to smell my essence when he woke up.

Remembering that my mobile phone was recording the blowjob I just gave my father, I slowly turned around to retrieve it. After a little editing, I’m sure Yan would be dying with envy when she sees how much I love my Daddy.

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