Written by lbalboa20
I was seventeen, and she was sixteen then.
She has long and wavy hair that reached her lower back. Her face was unblemished by makeup; cosmetics didn’t touch her lips. She’s all-natural. She has a graceful stride and cheerful eyes. But what I adore the most was her gorgeous smile. The first time I saw her on campus, I knew I would marry her someday. I was a hopeless romantic, head-over-heals deeply infatuated with her.
But I was timid back then. Kung may organisasyon ng mga torpe noon sa bansa, ako ang presidente ng chapter sa amin. Ang dami kong pinalamapas na crushes noon.
Meron naman akong mga naka “MU” even back in elementary days pero we were too young to define whatever closeness my crush and I had. Yung after ilang weeks, una tampuhan. Tapos ilang araw magkakaroon ng inisan. Then hanggang balik sa ordinary. Classmate or seatmates na lang ulit.
Before I met her, I had girlfriends naman. Start din sa simple crush. Tatabihan kumain. Sabayan sa pag-uwi. Dadalawin sakay ang bike kapag weekend. But there was really nothing special. After break-up, hangout lang with friends, jamming with barkada, mag-shot kung minsan, but moved on na talaga.
Before her, lahat ng major crushes ko ay pinalampas ko. Sabi ko sa sarili, may susunod pa, or meron pa akong makikilala o makikita. The higher the infatuation kase, the higher degree din nang katorpehan ko. Later on, however, I realized that I was simply a typical teenager na insecure.
Takot mapahiya, takot mabasted. I was so afraid to suffer the rejection from someone whom I like so much. I thought that the worst thing that could happen was that the feeling of great affection could suddenly turn into a sorrowful affliction in case of an outright rejection.
But when I caught a glimpse of her. I finally decided to take the risk—the risk of getting hurt badly. Siya na yung hinihintay kong “love of my life,” at kahit ma-reject ako, at least nag-try ako. Sabi ko bahala na.
I was determined to approach her the next time I see her.
Kaya inabangan ko siya sa umaga pag-pasok sa school. Pag recess at lunch, hanap ko din siya. Sa uwian, ayaw kong dumating kaagad ang mga ka-service ko para hindi pa muna kami umalis at mahanap ko na siya.
Kaso, hindi ko siya makita ulit at kung makikita ko naman ay may kasama siya or ako naman ang may kasama.
Hindi ako makatyempo kaya several days, or a couple of weeks akong hindi mapakali. I don’t know her name yet, so I don’t know what to scribble on my notebooks, lamesa, armchairs, and walls. I doodled possible names that could go with her pretty face, like Christine, Angelica, Elizabeth, Luisa, Catherine, or Rebecca.
I couldn’t focus in school and had trouble falling asleep at night. My infatuation almost became a borderline obsession. I thought that I must have her. I felt I was nursing a high-grade fever for several days during those days that I could not find or approach her.
Eventually, at last, it happened but in an entirely unexpected manner.
I saw her from a distance.
Sa Building D, third-floor, papunta siya sa direction ng girl’s restroom (Eastside, girl’s restrooms, Westside, boy’s CR naman). Doon ko siya nakitang papunta. Nag “mam-may-I-go-out,” yata siyang mag-isa at ako naman ay nasa adjacent Building E, third-floor din.
Sa tabi ako ng bintana at natanaw ko siya. Nag-ubo-ubuhan ako kunwari at hindi ko kunwari mapigilan at lumabas ako ng classroom. Pag-labas, kumaripas ako nang takbo para matyempuhan ko siya sa hallway.
Kung sa restroom nga siya talaga pupunta, mga at-least 5 minutes siya doon sa loob. At maybe, another 1 to 2 minutes para siya makabalik sa classroom nila.
Pagdaan kong nagmamadali sa courtyard, “Hoy, hindi pa break,” sigaw ni kuya Bong na isa sa security guard sa campus.
“Opo kuya saglit lang, punta po ako clinic.”
Nilaktawan ko yung ibang mga steps doon sa hagdanan that lead to the part of the hallway that was closest to the restroom where she could be in.
Hingal akong nakarating sa third floor at sa sobrang taranta ko ay muntik na akong pumasok sa restroom ng girls. Buti napatingin ako sa hallway at nakita ko siyang naglalakad na papalayo.
I thought that at any moment, she could enter any of the rooms. But before that could happen, maski hingal na ako, I ran towards her. When I saw her starting to approach her classroom’s door, I went faster, trying to catch up with her. I went closer, but not too close, just enough for her to hear me.
“Miss…” ang pag sabi ko habang humuhingal pa.
Hawak na niya yung doorknob when she turned around to face me. She was perplexed. She looked around, and when she noticed that we’re the only persons in the hallway, she said, “Oh, ah..ano yun?
Hingal akong nakahawak sa bewang, at medyo naka-lean forward ng kaunti dahil sa pagod. Pero maski hinahabol ko pa rin yung hininga ko dahil sa pagtakbo at sobrang kaba, I managed to smile and say, “ah…Hi!”
She gave me the most beautiful smile and said, “hello!”
But she was still a little confused.
Realizing that classes were ongoing, I said, “pwedi ba kitang maka-usap mamya?”
“Ah, about what?”
“Hm, ah…wala lang…ah, what’s your name?”
Still smiling at me, she replied, “Jessica.”
So na-gets na niya that I wanted to meet her at makipagkilala.
“Ah…sige daan ka sa service namin.”
“Saan banda?”
“Dun sa harap ni tita Grace.” (isa sa school vendor)
“Oh, alin dun?”
“Yung blue na…”
“Kay Tito Frank?”
“Oo, dun…sige pasok na ko.”
“Ok sige, puntahan kita mamya…bye.”
“Bye…”
Pumasok siya sa classroom at nung isara niyang yung door ay humarap pa siya sa akin habang sinasara niya yung pinto at nag-smile ulit siya sa akin.
Sa sobrang saya ko ay parang timugil ang oras at si Joey Generoso lang ang naririnig ko na kumakanta ng “Got to Believe In Magic.” Balik ako sa classroom, naglalakad, kamay sa bulsa, nakangiti. Tanong ni kuya Bong, “Oh, anong masakit sa’yo?
“Ok na po ako kuya, wala na akong lagnat.”
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After class, deretso ako sa service ni Jessica.
“Tito Frank, mano po.” Nagmano ako sa pinsan ng mama ko na matagal nang driver ng mga school services. Naka-upo siya dun sa harap ng store in Tita Grace with other drivers. Naghihintay sila ng mga estudyante na ihahatid pauwi.
“Uy, komusta?”
“Ok lang po,” sagot ko naman, habang hawak ulit ako sa straps ng shoulder bag ko.
“May bibilhan ka ba dito kay Grace?”
“Ah, wala naman po.”
“Anong balita?”
“Service niyo po pala si Jessica?”
Gets na kaagad ni Tito Frank ang sadya ko kaya, napatawag siya, “Jess, may naghahanap sa’yo, yung pinaka-mabait kong pamangkin.”
Pabulong naman akong nagsabi, “Tito, wag po tayong obvious.”
Few meters lang yung entrance ng sasakyan sa amin at nakatali yung handle ng pinto sa bakal sa itaas ng bumper. Napatingin si Jessica sa isle ng service at binigyan niya ako ng mahinhin at matipid na hand-wave pero nakangiti naman ang lips at pati eyes niya sa akin.
Tang-inang kantchawan ng mga ka-serive niya, halos sabay-sabay na nag, “Yiheeey.”
“Hi Jess,…hi Jessica!”
“Hi!”
Hawak ko pa rin ang straps ng backpack ko at nag-gesture ako with my head na baba siya muna. Tumayo si Jessica from her seat at pinapalo nang folded na pamaypay yung mga ka-service niyang nangangantyaw habang pababa siya.
Kaso pagkababa niya, nagsalitang pabiro si Tito Frank habang kinakampay ang kamay na pina-pabalik siya, “Oy Jess, balik, balik, balik sa loob. Bawal ang ligawan dito.”
Umakyat ng tumatawa si Jessica habang nag, “Oowww” ang mga intrigera at itrigero niyang ka-service. Lumapit si Tito Frank sa sasakyan at sumanadal, patong ang mga braso at mga siko sa bintana ng service niya.
“Ikaw, dalaga ka na…nagpapaligaw ka sa kalsada.”
“Hindi naman po ako nagpapaligaw.” depensa naman ni Jessica.
“Dati ang liit-liit mu pa ngayon, nagpapaligaw ka na,” asar ulit ni Tito.
“Uy, may kakausapin lang po, nagpapaligaw na kaagad?”
Tuloy ang pag-biro ni Tito Frank, “Dati nung grade 3 ka palaging kang umiiyak pag sinusundo kita sa umaga…ngayon dalaga ka na.”
Nilakasan ni Tito iyon para marinig ko. Yung tawa ng mga ka-service ay parang nagsasabi na totoo yung nangyari.
“Uy, hindi po, no.” Pero umaamin ang ngiti niya.
“Siguro napapalo ka sa mama mo kasi ang bagal mung kumilos sa umaga.”
“Paano po kaya, masyado kayong maagang dumarating.” paliwanag naman niya.”
“Eh, mahal na prinsesa, hindi lang po kayo ang susunduin.” pa-sarcastic naman banat ni Tito.
Tawanan ang mga ka-service niya at nang nakita ako ni Jessica na na-kikitawa din ay, habang kagat ang labi, itinaas niya yung kamao niya na parang nagsasabi na, “tawa-tawa ka din dyan, suntikin kita, eh…”
Pigil ang tawa ni Tito Frank nang asarin pa niya si Jessica na, “Siguro tamad kang ngumuya, pinaparada mu yung pagkain mo sa loob ng pisngi mo no?”
Grabeng mang-asar si Tito Frank at tawanan silang lahat.
“IIIYYY, grabe ka Tito Frank,” sabi ni Jessica at saka pilit niyang sinasara yung bintana kung saan nakapatong ang mga braso ni Tito Frank.
Ang saya nung moment na yun. Si Tito Frank talaga yung naging ice-breaker. Malamang, ta-te-ti-to-tu lang ako sa kaba kung kaagad kaming nag-usap ni Jessica.
“O ano, sabay ka sa’kin. Tapus hatid na kita sa inyo,” sabi naman sa akin ni Tito Frank. Pagkasabi ni Tito Frank iyon ay, susmaryosep, lalong nagsigawan at nag-tilian yung ibang mga kaservice niya dahil kasama akong maghahatid.
Ganon talaga kasi sa service, kung walang lilipat ng school ay lalaki kayong magkakasama from grade-school until high school graduation. Unless, malaki ang agwat nang grade-level or year level.
Sakay naman ako sa service nila. Umupo ako sa tabi ni Tito Frank. Payatot ako nun kaya kasya ako doon sa left side niya.
Narealized ko na isang subdivision lang ang pagitan ng subdivision namin nina Jessica at madalas akong makarating dun sa lugar nila kapag nag-bibike.
Mababang pader lang ang mga boundaries ng mga subdivisions at alam ku yung mga short-cuts at footpaths sa mga at bakanteng lote. Pero syempre malaki yung subdivision at hindi ko naman kilala si Jessica noon.
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Simple life lang noon. Medyu halus one year din akong nan-ligaw sa kanya pero okay naman, and I cherished the time na sinusuyo ko siya. I like her so much, and I would rather go through proper courtship even if it had taken a while because she’s exceptional.
Nakakapunta ako sa kanila at friendly ang mga parents niya (my future in-laws). I showed her parents that I’m responsible and even shared with them my plans. That’s why they appreciated me as the person that could be a potential boyfriend for their daughter.
Her parents always let me stay for lunch or dinner during the weekends. One weekend, hindi pa niya ako sinasagot noon, pinuntahan ko siyang naka-bike. Dahil nakalabas yung aso dun sa isang bahay kung saan madalas akong dumaan, umikot ako at sa kabilang dulo ng street nila ako dumaan. I passed by a house na merong red roses sa harap. Feeling romantic, pumitas ako ng lima para ibigay sa kanya.
Doorbell ako sa kanila. She was expecting me so she opened the gate.
“Hi, Jessica!”
Nanlaki yung mga mata niya at napa, “Wow!”
“Ah, yes, roses for you pala!”
“I mean wow talaga!”
“Ah, eh you’re welcome.”
“Wow ka talaga no,” medyo natatawa siya at natataranta.”
“Hmm, bakit?” Tanong ko.
“San mo galing yan?”
I answered her proudly, “Pinitas ko para sa’yo,” sabay smile at abot sa kanya.
Kinuha naman niya, at kinikilig pero natatawa na rin, “well, obviously pinitas mo…” sabay hila sa t-shirt ko papasok sa gate.
“Teka, yung bike ko…”
“Bilisan mo baka makita ka ni ninang Tina.”
“Bakit naman?”
“Dun mu kase kinuha yung mga roses.”
“Ah?”
“Lagot ka favorite niya mga yan.”
“Oh, ang dami namang roses dun,” medyo nagpapanic kong sinabi.
“Alam niya kapag may kumuha…”
“Eh, malay ko ba,” paliwanag ko naman.
Lumabas ang mama niya kaya lumapit ako at nag-mano. Napatingin ang mommy niya sa hawak ni Jessica.
“Hala, kina mareng Tina yan no?”
“Ah, opo,” sagot ko naman maski that moment ko lang na-realized kung kanino yung mga halaman.
“Naku huwag ka nang dadaan doon.”
“Wala namang pong nakakita.”
“Isusumbong ka ni Jessica, ninang niya yon,” sabay tawa mommy niya.
Pag-pasok ng mommy niya, “hala, isusumbong kita…”
“Sige isumbong mo. Okay lang na makulong…”
Hinampas niya ako ng bahagya ng mga roses sa noo, “kulong ka dyan…ang corny mo.” Pero halatang kinikilig siya.
Hinila niya ako dun sa garden nila, at dun pumunta banda sa may metal na upuan na magkaharap. Pero naka-attached ito sa malaking frame at nag-swiwing yung magkaharap na upuan. Meron din itong metal na apakan na kasamang nag-swiswing.
Sa sobrang kilig niya, she stepped closer to me, raised her body by tiptoeing, leaned to my face without touching me, and kissed me sa lips quickly. Because it was her first time kissing a boy, she kissed me with her closed lips.
That was our first kiss.
If anyone could remember the first time when he or she felt the butterfly in the stomach when kissing one’s crush or holding his or her hand for the first time, that was what I felt.
Obviously, we’re MU, but the kiss confirmed our feelings for each other.
The touch of her lips for the first time was heavenly. My heart was pounding fast. I was briefly immobilized because I was astonished that she’s the one who initiated it. In my mind, I thank the dog for scaring me and her ninang Tina for her roses.
And it seemed that because we’ve known each other and I’d been courting her for a while, she felt comfortable initiating the kiss.
The swing set was on the left side of their house. It could fit four persons on one side. I would not sit next to her and would stay on the other side, facing her, as a sign of respect for her parents. But her parents never checked on us, and when it’s time to eat, the maid will come to us to invite us inside.
There was no window directly facing the swing set because it was almost at the rear, close to a small pond na may religious image. We would still hear the opening of the front screen door whenever someone is coming out. While anyone could walk around the house perimeter within the gate and walls, rarely someone would come from the other side.
After she kissed me, we sat on the same side of the swing, and we faced away from the primary ingress. I was on the right side, closer to the house’s wall, and she sat on my left side.
My left thigh was touching her right thigh, and that was the closest we sat next to each other in her home. We were both wearing shorts, and I felt her skin.
We turn our necks and faced each other. After she checked that no one was around, we leaned to each other and kissed again.
Our lips touched for few seconds, and she removed her lips to check again. She was excited and anxious at the same time because her parents were just inside, and the maid was almost finished preparing food at the table. We could hear the clanking of silverware on the plates as the maid arranged the dining table.
But our main warning was the front screen door. Realizing that it hadn’t made any noise yet, we again leaned on each other and sealed our closed lips again. It was fantastic. Her breathing was getting heavier because of her excitement and anxiousness. We would disengage our lips, looked at each other’s eyes, smiled, and kissed again. Then, we would pause and try to listen if someone was around. She’d giggle before we resumed.
I held her right hand with my left hand and placed our hands on the top of my left thigh. The back part of her hand was resting on my skin. I didn’t have to hold her head because she kept leaning on me to kiss each other.
Once in a while, our lips still touching, she would turn her head, opened her eyes, to peek if someone was coming. Then she’d face me and kissed me again.
Our lips touched longer and longer, and her breathings were slow and deep. As our lips pressed, I sucked her lips very softly, so she could feel more pressure, other than the pressure brought by my leaning on her. She responded by gently sucking my lips, too.
Knowing that either her mom, dad, maid, siblings might catch us made our first making-out thrilling.
Our noses kept touching each other too, so after a while, I twisted my body to face her more. After I adjusted, I tilted my head a little to my shoulder before I kissed her again. She also adjusted and slightly tilted her head, so our lips touched more freely.
Eventually, we finally got our rhythm—our lips touched, sealed, quick soft suck, slight pull, and then release.
Our new rhythm was alternated by peeking and checking for anyone who might be coming. Other than that, we kept on kissing. But I added more.
Very little, I moved my left heel up and down. In this way, I was rubbing my left leg and thigh with her right leg and thigh. Indeed, she felt it, and she pressed her right thigh closer to me.
When I knew that she enjoyed my leg and thigh rub, the next time our lips locked, I extended my tongue when I briefly sucked her lips. Then I pulled and released her lips.
She liked that too, and she leaned a little forward to me to press her lips more in our next kisses. I touched and licked her lips, making our kiss somewhat moist.
And as my left hand held her right hand, I pressed her hand gently on top of my left thigh. With the backside of her hand on my skin, I made small circular movements, thus grinding her hand, in place, on me.
For the first time, I heard her soft moans as we rubbed some parts of our body—legs, thighs, and hands—while we kissed.
I felt aroused.
Jessica liked my tongue touching her lips, and she picked up right away on what I was doing. She also tried to lick my lips, but in doing so, the tips of our tongue touched.
Our tongues would touch briefly but would lick each other lips longer. Our lips were becoming wetter. That further added to our excitement. After that, we no longer pulled and released but held our mouth together, sucking on each other lips.
I still tried to be soft and tender.
But I felt more aroused and had an erection.
Her eyes were still closed, so she had not noticed it.
Sensing that she was becoming more excited as her soft moans became frequent, I stopped grinding her right hand on my thigh.
I then slide our hands closer to her, letting the side of my hand brush her right thigh. I felt her gasped for air when I rubbed my hand on her thigh. But instead of protesting, she sucked my lips harder.
Feeling the added pressure on my lips, I extended my tongue further and found hers again. Our tongues were touching motionless for few seconds before I started pushing and licking her tongue. She waited for a while, figuring out what to do.
Then, she moved her tongue, too. It was exhilarating as we played on each other’s tongues. We were both breathing harder in excitement and even heard myself making some soft moans.
I let go of her right hand and slid my left hand on top of her right thigh. Her immediate reaction was pausing her tongue motion and sucked my mouth closer to her.
She breathed through her nose as our mouth sealed, and I could feel the warm air each time she exhaled. My left palm glided back and forth on the top center of her right thigh.
I felt goosebumps in my palm. Her mouth suddenly opened with my touch, and I could feel her warm breath in my mouth and throat. Her breath was fresh.
We were preoccupied with our kissing and could not do anything with our deepening gasps, so we barely swallow.
Because of that, our saliva pooled in our mouth and slowly dripped from our lips, almost reaching our chins. Like an instinct, I licked her drool and sucked the accumulated saliva between her teeth and lips. She noticed that I took her saliva and that I swallowed it.
She softly moaned, “hmmm,” and looked at me for few seconds. She was amazed at what I just did. I moved my body to face her better, and with my right hand, I touched her chin and guided her mouth back to me.
She liked what I did, so with her tongue, she pushed more saliva into my mouth. I gladly swallowed everything she passed to me, and she became more passionate in kissing me. I knew that she’s getting aroused, too.
Still enjoying licking and drinking her saliva, I tried to push back her spit to her mouth. She took it and swallowed. After realizing what she did, I introduce my tongue with more saliva, and she ate it, too. We kept doing that, and we unknowingly discovered spit-swapping.
With my left hand, I swiftly reached underneath her right knee, pulled it up, and rested her right thigh on top of my left thigh. In that motion, her body turned a little to face me, and her right legs and foot were dangling between my thighs.
I then placed my right palm on top of her right thigh and caressed it.
Our mouths were making slightly audible smacking sounds as we sucked and pulled our wet lips. I protruded my tongue and made side-to-side movements. She touched it with her tongue and did the same.
Slowly, with my right hand, I pulled her right thigh towards my belly and gently pressed the side of her thigh on the bulge under my shorts.
I’m sure she felt it but did not attempt to move her thigh away. I placed my left hand on her nape to seal our mouths better. She loved the hold on her neck and made our kiss more sensual.
When I slid my right hand on the inner middle side of her right thigh, she inhaled deeply and unlocked our lips.
We leaned on each other’s foreheads and breathed on each other’s opened mouth. I could hear her breath as we paused, waiting for her reaction.
When she planted her mouth to mine and began kissing, I slowly caressed her inner thigh but stayed on the middle part. Since my left forearm was above her right shoulder, I felt her shoulder moved up and down, indicating that her breathings were becoming heavier.
However, as we kissed, I slid my right hand away from her right thigh, then above her right hip, before I rested my hand on her belly, just above her navel. I did not want to explore her thigh further because I was unsure if she was ready for more down there.
Instead, I thought of going elsewhere.
While I noticed that she started breathing calmy after I removed my hand from her right thigh, she never stopped kissing me, so we kept playing with our lips and tongues. I moved my right hand upward, on top of her shirt, until the base of my thumb touched the bottom of her right breast.
She again unlocked our kiss, and we leaned on our foreheads as I waited for her reaction. For few seconds, with our eyes closed, I was listening to the sound of her breaths and enjoying the fresh scent of her mouth.
Then, in slow motion, she kissed me. I pulled her neck to me and inserted my tongue and brush with it her teeth and the inner fleshy part of her lips. I also gently bit and tugged her lips.
She moved closer to me and loosely embraced me with her right arm and hand. I let go of our kiss and looked at her face. She suddenly appeared self-conscious but gave me a sweet smile.
I looked at her eyes for few seconds, and as my mouth touched her lips, I simultaneously started kissing her and moved my right hand on top of her right breast.
When I sealed and sucked her lips, I also squeezed her breast. Her mouth released sensual moans, so I continued fondling her boob.
She was enjoying this sensation, but it seemed that it was not wholly foreign to her. Because I was her first and only “boyfriend,” I immediately thought she might have touched her breast in the same manner.
We were teenagers, and hormones often took control over our young bodies. I have been masturbating since I was ten years old, so I thought that she might have been touching herself too. Maybe that’s why she appeared eagerly waiting for my right hand to go further south when I rubbed her right thigh.
I felt encouraged with that thoughts, so I decided to be a little bolder. I removed my right hand from her right breast and returned to her abdomen. I placed my hand insider her t-shirt and felt her warm skin on my intruding palm. I also moved my left hand from her nape down to her back and loosely embraced her, too.
Her body extended as if opening herself in front of me. I slid my hand up, inserted my thumb under her bra, and rested it on her center breast bone. The bottom of her left breast was resting on the web between my right thumb and index finger. Not only could I feel the warmness on her soft, young skin, my hand felt her rapidly beating heart, too.
Humihinga na siya nang malalim at yung moan niya ay medyo pigil at mahina dahil baka marinig siya. Nag-menor ako nang bahagya sa kakahalik at kakasipsip sa mga labi at dila niya upang humupa nang kaunti ang hingal niya. Pero unti-unti, pinadulas ko ang aking right thumb sa ilalim ng kanyang bra. Walang underwire yung pambahay niyang bra kaya smoothly and pag-slid ng thumb ko.
Muling napa-inhale siya ng malalim nang umakyat na yung thumb ko sa more fleshy part ng boob niya. Her breathing turned shallow and faster, and I could feel the air from her mouth rapidly flowing to my mouth.
Then, she groaned a soft, “hmm,” the moment my thumb brushed her erect nipple, so like a windshield wiper, my thumb went side to side on top of her nipple. “hmm,” “hmm,” “hmm…” were all I could hear from her.
I was convinced that it was not her first time feeling such a sensation, and the idea that she touched herself before, probably several times, made me horny.
I had planned on having her enjoy these familiar pleasures in the other parts of her body, but the next time would be through my touches.
I also slowly slid my right index finger, then the middle, the ring, until all my fingers crept under her bra. I caressed her breast. Her skin to my palm, massaging her gently, and her nipple felt like it was piercing my palm.
I let go of her lips and slid my mouth to her chin. She scooted closer to me and placed both hands behind my neck. I thought she would push my head with her hands, but I realized that she’s offering her neck for my lips when she extended her head.
Her shoulder kept rising and falling as she breathed heavily. She might have squeezed her breasts before, but that was the first time someone was kissing her neck and playing with her breast at the same time. Her reaction encouraged me to pleasure her more. So instead of massaging her other breast, I slid my right hand out of her bra and moved back to her abdomen.
Hinilot-hilot ko nang kaunti ang kanyang tiyan, habang pinakikiramdaman muli ang kanyang reakson. Mula sa kanyang leeg, bumaba ang aking mga halik sa kanyang kanang balikat. Nakayakap pa rin siya sa akin, habang nakasandal ang kanyang pisngi sa aking ulo. Kinakagat-kagat ko nang kaunti ang kanyang balat at napapa, “ohh,” “ohh…” siya sa kakaibang kiliti na nadarama niya.
Mula naman sa kanyang tiyan, binaba ko ang aking palad hangang ang garter ng kanyang shorts ay nasa bandang gitna na ng aking palad. Hinimas kong muli nang marahan ang kanyang belly nang side-to-side habang ang aking palad ay nakapatong sa kanyang garter. Hinalikan niya ang aking ulo kaya tumingala ako at sinalubong ang kanyang mga labi at naghalikan muli kami.
Sa maiksing pagkakataon, naging bihasa kami sa halikan at paglalaro nang aming mga dila. At sa maiksi ding pagkakataon, aking lubusang natuklasan na ganito pala mag-init ang katawan ng aking future wife.
Kaya naman lalo pang lumakas ang aking loob. Mula sa kanyang tiyan, pinadulas ko ang aking palad sa harap ng kanyang kanang balakang. At mula naman sa kanyang right iliac crest, ibinaba ko ang aking palad sa kanyang hita, hanggang ang aking mga daliri ay nakaturo sa kanang singit.
“Hmmm,” ang muli kong narinig sa kanya. Pinadulas ko ang aking kamay sa ibabaw ng kanyang shorts hanggang sa umabot ang aking mga daliri sa bandang tinggil niya. Subalit hindi ko ito pinisil. Maski nakadampi ang aking palad at daliri sa kanyang shorts, parang nakalutang lamang ito.
Habang nakapatong ang kanyang kanang hita sa aking kaliwang hita, ibinuka niya nang kaunti ang kanyang hita, hanggang sa madampi pa lalo ang bukol sa loob ng aking shorts.
Iniangat ko nang kaunti ang aking balakang upang salubungin ang kanyang hita. Lalo naman niyang idiniin ang kanyang kanang hita sa aking katigasan at sa kanyang pagdiin, lalo din bumuka ang kanyang mga hita.
Hudyat naman ito para sa aking kamay. Itinuloy ko pababa ang aking kamay sa pagitan nang kanyang mga hita. At nang nasaktuhan nang aking mga daliri ang kanyang hiwa ay huminto ako at ipinatong lamang ang aking mga daliri.
Muling natigil ang aming pag-hinga at muling nag-tungkod ang aming mga noo, habang nakayakap pa din siya sa aking leeg. Nakapikit siya at bahagyang humihingal habang pinakikiramdaman ko ang kanyang reakson. Maya-maya, hinila niya ang aking leeg at muli kaming naghalikan.
Naging hudyat na pagsang-ayon sa aking balak ang kanyang halik.
Mula sa pagkakapatong nang aking mga daliri, hinimas himas ko ang kanyang shorts. “Hmm,” “hmm…” ang kanya naman mga tugon. At nang idiin niya muli ang hita niya sa erection ko, idiniin ko din ang aking pag-himas sa shorts niya kaya naman kumawala siya sa aming halikan at napasinghap ng malalim, “Uuhhmm!”
“Ohh, Ohh, “Hmm,” habang tuloy ang aking paglamas sa kanyang shorts. Sarap na sarap siya sa aking ginagawang paghimas sa mismong ibabaw ng kanyang kaselanan. Kaya muli ko ulit na isip na hindi ito ang unang beses na naramdaman niya ang ganitong sensasyon. Nag-mamasturbate din nga talaga ang nobya ko. Kaya nga siguro nais niyang maramdaman ang mas kakaibang sarap ngayong ibang kamay ang humihipo sa kanya.
Walang salitaan, puro kami pakiramdaman. At ang pagkaka-unawa ko sa kanyang mga halik at halinghing ay maaring nais niya pang mahipo lalo.
Kaya I moved, but rather quickly, my fingers from her crotch to her upper thigh. From there, I then inserted my fingers under her shorts until I reached her innermost right inguinal area. I felt her warm but moist skin. She must have been sweating in her groin.
This time, she could not concentrate on our kiss, so she let go of my lips and rested her eyes and forehead on my left shoulder, and she nestled her ear to my neck. I could feel her warm breaths on and around my left collar bone.
Now, she was just waiting for my touch.
I wriggled my fingers on top of her panty, and it was already wet from our kissing and my fondling. When I started to rub her slit through her soaked panty, she kissed my shoulder to muffled her moan. Yet still, I could hear her, “hmmmfff,” and “ooh.”
I wrapped my left arm on her and held her back as I continued to massage her panty. In another bold move, I moved my fingers around, then slid my index and middle finger inside her panty, and touched her soft outer labia.
She reacted by pressing her mouth more on my shoulder, and I felt her teeth on my skin. Jessica then turned her head and kissed the lower left side of her neck. I knew then that she wanted more.
I glided my fingers to the center of her outer folds and felt some sticky mucous on her slit. Since her natural lubricants oiled her opening, I pressed the palm side of my middle finger, and it slipped inside her easily until I touched her small engorged inner lips.
She almost bit me when I slid my finger on top of her closed tiny labias. She still tried to muffle her groan, but I could hear her, “Oohh,” “hmmm,” “Ohh…”
Fortunately, the sound of the dripping water from the artificial fountain in the pond masked her sensual cries.
My left arm and hand felt the increased rise and fall of her upper body as she gulped in more air. Then, my right middle finger pressed a little more and started to separate her tiny labias. Jessica took a deep breath and paused, waiting in anticipation for the impending intrusion of my finger.
But the opening of the screen door was imminent, too. It was time for dinner. When we heard the abrupt loud sound of the screen door as it sprung back to close automatically, we knew the maid was about to enter the garden to call us.
I pulled my fingers out of her panty, and we fixed ourselves right away. I did not know what to do with my fingers, whether to wipe it with my clothes, my shorts, or whether I rub her juice off my fingers with my other hand.
To both, to our surprise, I put my fingers in my mouth and sucked her secretion. Her eyes and mouth opened wide as she watched me, but her opened mouth turned into a smile. She was delighted to see me eat her sweet nectar.
“Jessica, kakain na daw. Pasok na kayong dalawa,” sabi ng maid
“Sige, nandyan na…” sagot naman ni Jessica.
Habang naglalakad kami papunta sa main door nila, she asked me in a quiet tone, “ba’t mo sinubo yung daliri mo?”
Then bulungan kami.
“Hmm, wala lang.”
“Natikman mo?”
“Oo.”
“Anong lasa?”
“Ah, hmm, masarap.”
“Talaga.”
“Oo.”
“Grabe ka…anong ginawa mo?”
“Edi, nilunok ko.”
Nakangiti lang siya habang sabay kaming umupo sa dining table to join her parents and younger siblings, a sister and a kid brother. Her other elder siblings were in college and were staying in dorms.
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