Published on October 10th, 2013 | by SP Pengin0
The first time I discovered the meaning of “Chakuero”
Here’s a Member submitted short story about the first time discovering Chakuero! He wrote the story for a chance to win Saya’s cotton dress!…
“I am a shy boy who lived quite a sheltered life. It wasn’t until I was a freshman in college that I first knew what a dildo was, and I didn’t learn what chakeuro was until just before graduation. But if there is one lesson I will never forget it is the one Miko taught me in April of 2012.
Some buddies of mine were laughing with Miko about something before our Asian literature class and I asked what was so funny. Jimmy turned to me and said just one word, “chakeuro.” As I said, this was the first time I’d ever heard the word. I figured it was Japanese so I turned to Miko and asked her to explain it. She was sitting across from me at the seminar table and she smiled and told me simply, “After class.”
I realized I had stumbled into something a bit sensitive so I blushed and apologized. She didn’t seem to mind and within two minutes I had received a text from Miko. It read, “At exactly 2:35pm in class drop your pen under the table and go down to pick it up. Remember to look my way while your head is under the table and I will answer your question about chakeuro.” She added a smiley face in a text that followed and soon I was counting the seconds to 2:35pm.
At around 2:30 I noticed Miko moving in her chair ever so slightly, one hand scribbling notes from the professor’s talk on Filipino short stories and the other hand somewhere out of sight.
I did as I was told at 2:35pm and went down to retrieve my pen. When I dared to glance Miko’s way I saw that she had hiked her skirt up to her waist and had pulled her bright pink and yellow panties up tight against her slit.
I could see hair and the glory of her lower lips parting for a thin strip of colorful fabric pulled taut. Needless to say at that moment something else was growing taut inside my pants, and I needed a few minutes after class in the toilet stall to ease the bulge that would not subside even 20 minutes after learning the meaning of “chakeuro.”