Chinita Chronicles

June 11, 2016 (5 months ago)
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Chinita ChroniclesChinita Chronicles

Monday, 5:30 AM

Malakas ang tunog ng alarm clock ko. But that’s useless, since I have been wide awake for almost an hour now. I was just staring at the ceiling, letting my mind wander. Frankly, I was contemplating about my life. On how boring it is and how boring I am, as well.

I got up, headed towards the bathroom and took a quick hot shower. I made sure na mabilis lang yung shower time ko so I could still have the luxury of picking the workout clothes that tend to match my current mood. But before I changed into my workout clothes, which basically consists of a pair of tights and a loose gray yoga shirt, I stopped in front of my full length mirror.

“Hi, sexy!” I smiled at the naked woman staring right back at me.

Lumapit pa ako sa salamin at kinapa-kapa ang boobs ko. “Hmmm, no lumps, no worries! Stay big and perky, mga beshies!”

Dumako ang tingin ko sa pussy ko.

“Haaaay naku, beshy! Lonely ka ba? Sorry ha, wala tayong magagawa. Wala pa rin akong boyfriend eh. So, yeah, chill ka lang muna diyan ha? Calm yourself. In time, makakahanap rin tayo ng playmate mo besides my fingers.”

Oo, kinakausap ko ang boobs at pussy ko. Oo, beshies ko sila. At hindi, hindi po ako sira-ulo.

Pagkatapos kong magbihis, isinuot ko ang aking Air Max Ultra Moire Grey, para ka-match ng gray yoga shirt ko. Sinong may sabi na you can’t be fashionable while working out?

I grabbed my iPod and earbuds. Eksaktong alas sais, nakalabas na ako ng unit ko. I stretched a bit. Cardio exercise ko na kasi ang stairs pababa sa gym na nasa first floor. My unit’s on the 17th floor kaya sapat na sa akin na mag warm up sa hagdan pababa.

Konti lang ang tao pagdating ko sa gym. As usual, pawisan at hinihingal na ako bago pa man ako maka-apak sa treadmill.

I scrolled through my playlist and tapped Beast Mode. Ito yung playlist ko which consists of upbeat music para tuluy-tuloy ang flow ng workout ko. Yung iba naman, pang-yoga or plana forma.

I was about to push for an uphill run when someone poked my left arm. Paglingon ko, I saw a guy. A buffed one, with all the ripped muscles. Kaso lang, hipon.

“Yes?” sabi ko.

“Hi, I’m Andrew. I’m the gym instructor here. I know matagal ka nang nag-gi-gym dito. But I see that you don’t have a structured workout plan. You just bounce from yoga to treadmill. Dapat nag-we-weights ka rin. Or crossfit. Or perhaps core strengthening. You know, para mawala yung extra baby fats.” He said. Smiling. Pa-cute itong si Andrew The Shrimp.

Tumaas ang kilay ko hanggang bubong.

“So, you’re saying that I’m fat?!” hindi ko napigilan ang pagtaas ng boses ko. With the typical Chinese accent, matinis ng konti. Which I can’t shake away sometimes, lalo na kapag naiinis ako.

“No, no, of course not. All I’m saying is, mas okay kung toned yung katawan mo. Hindi lang yung puro ka cardio.”

“I see.” Sagot ko in a sarcastic tone. I wrapped my earbuds around my iPod and stepped off the treadmill.

Walang lingon-likod na naglakad ako palabas ng gym at tinungo ang elevator.

Gigil na gigil pa rin ako.

Pasara na yung pinto ng elevator nang may humabol na lalaki.

He’s wearing a white v-neck shirt and faded jeans. Medyo outdated and Nike nito pero carry lang, because he’s a cutie. Ruggedly handsome, in fact.

“Floor?” He said in a deep voice.

Medyo natulala ako. Medyo lang naman.

“Miss?”

“Uh-mmm, s-seventeenth.”

Fuck, bulol galore pa, girl!

And so he pushed the button. Pinindot din nito ang 22nd.

Damn. Those fingers… stroking my cli… shit, shit, shit. Calm down, besh! Shit!

Ewan ko kung sinapian ako ng kalibugan o ano, but as soon as the elevator doors closed, I pulled his shirt, tiptoed and kissed his goddamn lips.

Na-shock naman ako sa ginawa ko. Oh, my God, where is all this horniness coming from?

It’s actually my first kiss with tongue involved. Kaya di ko alam kung anong mararamdaman ko. Sinisipsip niya na yung dila ko. Expert kisser? Ewan. Wala naman akong mapagkukumparahan.

I caught a glimpse of the small monitor above the elevator buttons.

4th floor.

Fourth floor pa? `Tangina! Ang layo pa ng 17th floor.

Itutulak ko na sana siya at plano kong yumuko na lang at magbalewala hanggang sa makarating sa floor ko. But then he pinned me against the wall. Ipinasok niya na rin ang kamay niya sa shirt ko. Hinahaplos yung baywang ko, pataas sa gilid ng boobs ko, just below my bra.

Hinalik-halikan niya ang jawline ko. Nibbling and sucking as his mouth went up to my earlobe.

Napaungol ako sa sarap. Pinasok niya na rin kasi ang kamay niya sa bra ko. His fingers playing with my left nipple. Napakagat ako sa lower lip niya. Umungol rin siya.

10th floor.

Itinaas niya yung shirt ko, exposing my breasts. He cupped my breasts without trying to unhook my bra. Yumuko siya at dinilaan ang cleavage ko. Napakapit ako sa batok niya.

“Uhmmm… uhmm.” I cannot suppress my moan especially when his tongue flicked over my nipple back and forth.

Kinagat-kagat niya gently yung nipple ko. I was writhing, moaning, and grabbing his hair dahil sa sobrang sarap. It’s as if my beshies broke free.

15th floor.

My legs were already straddling his hips. Fuck. Sa nipis ng tights at panty ko, ramdam ko na sobrang libog na ng puke ko at ang tigas na niya. I was even grinding my hips against his. Napakapit ako sa batok  niya, nilalasahan yung dila niya. Sinisipsip.

17th floor.

He put me down. Inayos ko ang sarili ko bago pa man bumukas ang elevator doors.

Grabe ka, girl. Landi pa.

Napakagat-labi ako. I looked at him before I stepped out.

Shit. Alam ko namumula ang pisngi ko. So I tried to brush it off by just simply smiling at him while tilting my head slightly.

Wala akong mabasang emosyon mula sa facial expression niya. So I just stepped out and never looked back. Hindi talaga ako lumingon at dere-derecho lang akong naglakad patungo sa unit ko.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! What have I done?!” I muttered while clenching my fists.

Nang biglang may humawak sa baywang ko.

“Ay, biskwit!” gulat na bulalas ko.

“Ang cute mo.” Aniya sabay kabig sa'kin at halik sa bibig ko.

“A-akala ko sa 22nd floor ka?”

“Come on, you’re giving me blue balls, babe.”

And, there, I just froze.

O to the M to the G! What to do? What to do?!

Shit.

Fuck.

Simple lang naman sana yung daily routine ko eh. Every morning, I wake up. I work out. And then I prep for work.

But today? Hmmm... Read More

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Sheen Yu

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✔️ Half-Filipina, Half-Chinese, Pure Crazy since 1993

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📖 General Fiction | Romance | Erotica | Fantasy

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