Jenna (Part 3)

July 20, 2015 (1 year ago)
Posted in Story: Fiction, Taglish | Categories: One Night Stand | Tags:

Author's Note: Whooo! Sobrang kinikilig ako sa mga feedback, putangina. Hahaha. Hindi pa dapat ako magsusulat tonight because I have an exam tomorrow, but I got really hyped! Thank you so much for your kind words. c: I really have a great plot twist (I just spoiled my own story) and I'll make sure that you guys will have so much fun reading it!!!

'Twas a bright and warm morning, and I woke up naked on a bed of a distant stranger that I just met last night. Though madami akong naiisip, masarap pa rin ang pakiramdam ko. I feel so refreshed and blooming. I only noticed that he wasn't on the bed anymore when I rolled over to the other side, muntik pa ako mahulog sa kama, putangina. Dahan-dahan akong umupo sa gilid ng kama kahit walang suot, inikot ko ang mata ko sa paligid at naghanap ng damit. Nasa may paanan ko 'yung t-shirt na suot niya kagabi. I picked it up and slid myself into it. Humarap ako sa malaking salamin sa wall and tried fixing my hair. I also pinched my cheeks to put some color to it. I was staring at myself when Francis suddenly appeared behind me. He was wearing nothing but a boxer shorts. May suot pa kaya siya under that boxer? Malamang wala, the thought made me smile a silly smile.

"Breakfast is ready, my princess." Puta. Nanlambot ang mga kalamnan ko noong narinig ko ang boses niya. Siguro ito 'yung usual morning voice niya, husky na sobrang lalim. Napakagat na lang ako ng labi habang nakatingin sa kaniya. "Are you just gonna stand there forever?" Dinilaan ko 'yung lips and it was his cue to pick me off of the floor. Binuhat niya ako and so I wrapped my arms and legs around him.

He moved his face to kiss me but I refused. "Hindi pa ako nagtotoothbrush." But that didn't stopped him, he once again moved his face towards me and our lips met. Lasang mouthwash ang bibig niya, samantalang ako, parang lasang panis na laway pa. Pero sa tindi ng kiss namin, naging isa na ang lasa naming dalawa. He started walking out of the door, still holding me up. Hindi naman malayo sa kwarto niya 'yung dining room kaya hindi siya masyadong nahirapan. Ibinaba niya ako ng nasa harap na kami ng table.

"Pancakes and sausages?"

"Yeah. I remembered, you told me last night that this is your favorite breakfast."

"You cooked?" I asked.

He tilted his to the left side, and I found a trash can filled up with McDonald's boxes and bags. I laughed. "I'm sorry."

"No! Don't be." I held his hand and kissed his cheek. "You're the sweetest." Naappreciate ko talaga na nagready siya ng breakfast pero mas naappreciate ko 'yung fact na naaalala niya ang mga irrelevant stuff na sinasabi ko.

Hinatak niya 'yung isang upuan, akala ko para sa akin, pero siya 'yung umupo. Pero pagka-upo niya, hinatak niya 'yung kamay ko, dahilan para mapakandong ako sa kaniya. "Francis!" I yelled. I can never predict what he will do next.

We ate our breakfast while we talked about random stuff like we did last night. Wala na 'yung parents niya so we had the house all for ourselves. Nag-kwentuhan kami tungkol sa acads life. I found out that he's a Creative Writing major, at dahil ako ay isang Fine Arts student ay madalas daw niya akong nakikita. Hindi ko alam kung bakit pero hindi familiar ang hitsura niya at halos hindi ko siya kilala. We talked about music as well, his favorite bands and my favorite bands. Sobrang nagclick ang taste namin sa halos lahat ng bagay.

"I've been watching from the distance since the day I saw you. Bumaba ka ng jeep sa may SC and I was with some friends dahil kakain kami sa Rodic's. Akala ko nga makakasabay ka namin kumain kaso lumagpas ka at pumasok sa isang computer shop." He explained. I believe that what he was saying were all true, he's staring right in my eyes and tangina, kitang kita ko 'yung happiness sa mata niya na parang nanonood siya ng fireworks display or whatever.

"I definitely bought ice creams. Pumupunta lang ako SC for the ice--"

Bago pa man ako matapos magsalita, his right hand held my face while his left hand was at the back of my head pulling me closer to him. We were kissing more intensely than how we first kissed, never thought it could get any hotter actually but it did.

He stood up and he once again lifted me up. We were still kissing as he make his way to the TV room. He sat down the sofa and made me sit on his lap. I grinded my bare pussy against his erection, and it made the both of us moan. He slid his hands inside the t-shirt I was wearing and aggresively grabbed my tits. Unlike last night, I can sense that our sex that morning will be way too hot, wild and raging.

He held my hair and he was pulling it while we were kissing and though it kind of hurt, I loved the sensation. We were kissing, and sucking, and licking each other's lips and tongues like it would be our last. He removed his hand from my boobs and grabbed the hem of my shirt. I automatically lifted my hands to make it easier for him to remove the t-shirt. Then, I was once again naked in front of him.

His lips made its way down my neck. I told him I have a hickey fetish so I guess that's the reason why he gave me some around my collarbones. He was sucking on my skin while his hands were massaging my tits and all I could do was moan and moan and moan.

"Hmmm, Francis..." I moaned with my eyes closed and both of my arms are wrapped at the back of his neck and from time to time, my hand runs through his hair and I sometime pull it as well.

I had to stand up so he can remove his boxers and within a second after he was naked, his hard cock was already banging the walls of my creamy vagina. I was moving up and down his dick really fast and hard and the house was filled with our screams and moans.

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My life is definitely anything that is related to art; so you can say that I am so into literature and sex. So here I am, writing you some lame erotica.
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