Behind Curtains

Kabanata 5

Kabanata 5

Cute

Contrary to popular belief, even before reuniting with Keith and all his happenings, I think I am allowed to say I pretty much lead a colorful University life.

I was 16 when I had my very first proper tagay, body shot and sexy dare.

I was 17 when I raved hard, and had my first secondhand exposure to pot.

And I was 18, when I rebelliously started booking flights and buying concert tickets, convincing my parents I needed those things for personal growth; which, as I lied, was essential for me to cope well with University.

But within any of those timelines, I do not know how or why, I never really desperately looked for any chance to be sexually indiscriminate, despite the close calls and the crowds that I came accustomed to be with. Talagang walang nangyayari that exceeded non-malicious, almost-obligatory, friendly smacks on the lips.

That is how at age 21, I was still able to keep my panties to myself.

Kaya ang mga nangyayari at mangyayari sa gabing ito, lahat ay bago para sa akin.

This must be beer-goggles, I thought at the back of my head, a part that must still have a bit of my logic left. But this man tasted like Scotch...

Can that apply to that sort of drink, too?

"S-Should we slow down?" I asked under heavy breath when we reached his bed. He sat on the edge of it, while I straddled him.

I was kissing a stranger for crissake. It had not even been an hour since I thought badly of him, too!

"No," sagot niya, his mouth hot against my exposed skin as it travelled lower.

Napaawang nalang ang mga labi ko, when he easily found his way to my bare nipple.

"Small," he muttered playfully as he cupped my breasts. "Cute,"

Nag-init ang aking mga pisngi nang makita ang pilyo sa kanyang mga tingin.

"Then do not touch them," I hissed at him, sabay tabig ng kanyang mga kamay.

Umiling lang naman ito sabay balik lang din ng kanyang tingin at pagkakahawak doon. He squeezed my mounds gently, before letting his hands run a caress towards my spine.

I was thankful he did not bother turning any lights on. Since most of the drapes were slid open, the lights from outside were the only ones that illuminated us. It made me confident enough to totally kick my dress off, and push him to bed as I slid to his stomach.

Bumaba na ang kanyang mga kamay sa aking bewang, when I started kissing the sides of his face. I began unbuttoning his shirt, too. But I guess I was taking too long, dahil umungol ito't mahina akong itinulak para siya na mismo ang gumawa noon. Inangat niya ng kaonti ang sarili para hubarin ang pang-itass. Tinulungan ko naman siya sa pamamagitan ng pag-hila noon at pag-tapon nito kung-saan.

Jackpot, isip ko, running my palms on his bare chest, pababa. Batak.

Isang braso lang ang ginamit niyang pang-hapit sa akin, to change our positions and throw me down. Napatili ako nang hilahin niya ang aking mga binti before climbing on top of me and in between my thighs. Pinalandas ko ang aking mga palad sa naninigas niyang katawan.

And even in the darkness, his silhouette was enough to make me throb. At halos makitilan na ako ng hininga when I felt his palm against my soaking underwear, stroking against it like he owned it.