Housemates With Benefits [COMPLETE|PUBLISHED]

Oliver (40)

Warning: Expect some explicit content in this chapter. Hindi kakayanin ng gabay ng mga magulang kung ikaw ay wala sa tamang maturity level for the said content. If SMUT is not your thing, PLEASE DO NOT PROCEED. There will be more opportunity for wholesome goodness later. For now, MILD PORNY material is up ahead. You have been warned.

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Pinangko ko si Sabrina at maingat na inilapag sa ibabaw ng malapad na sink with the mirror at her back. Inayos ko siya ng upo to face me squarely. At bago pa man ako makahuma, hinihila na niya ang T-shirt ko palapit sa kanya at nagpatianod na lang ako or my shirt will get ripped.

Hindi ko na rin mapigilang matawa sa inaakto niya. "Saglit lang naman, baby. Slowdown. Hindi tayo mauubusan ng oras."

Ang kanyang tugon? She spread her legs and dragged me closer until my pelvis touched the edge of the sink, preventing me from coming any further. Using my shirt bunched in her hands for leverage, she dragged herself to close the distance between us. The sink is at the perfect height for smashing our crotch together. And I gritted my teeth against the heat I can feel from her mound even through layers of clothes between us. Napakapit ang dalawa kong kamay sa edge ng sink sa magkabila niyang hita, caging her in as her legs cage me.

"Isn't this better?," she whispered.

"Fuck you," I whispered back to which she just chuckled.

"Oh, you will, San Martin. I insist on it," she said, grinning at me wickedly. "Lose the shirt."

I grabbed the bottom edge of the dri-fit and pulled it off my body, dropping it on the floor. Akmang hahawakan niya ako pero bahagya akong umatras. "Your turn. Lose the shirt."

Inangat niya ang mga braso and interlaced her hands over her head. "You do it," hamon niya.

I didn't need a second invitation to do what she asked. Gripping the bottom of her jersey, slowly, I dragged it up, over her flat stomach, higher up over luscious globes cupped lovingly by a scrap of old rose pink lace, and, finally, over her head. Pero dahil sa posisyon ng kanyang mga kamay, hindi ko tuluyang natanggal ang jersey mula sa kanya. I let it go and it lazily bunched over her head. Inayos ko iyon para hindi matabunan ang kanyang mukha.

Cupping the sides of her face in my hands, I peppered her face with soft kisses, down her jaw, to her neck, to her collarbones, down to her cleavage. The soft lace of her bra tickles my cheeks. Nakasunod naman ang aking mga kamay sa lahat ng nilapatan ng aking mga labi. Leaning back, I surveyed how she looked while at my mercy.

"You look good enough to eat," papuri ko, my gaze trained on her

Returning my hands on the edge of the sink, I bent my head forward and nuzzled the fleshy mounds spilling over the top of her bra. I licked the expose skin on the left and alternated with the right. I allowed myself to get lost in that. The sensation of her hot, silky skin on my tongue and her fucking new scent enveloping me makes me groan in equal pain and ecstasy.

As my gentle treatment of her mounds become urgent, hindi ko na rin mapigilang mag-ingay. It started with slight uncontrollable moans and whimpers that escaped my throat as my kisses and my caresses becomes feverish. Fuck. I'm slowly losing control already na hindi ko pa nga nahuhubad ang bra niya. With impatience, ibinaba ko ang mga braso niya at tuluyan ng hinila ang jersey. I threw the offending shirt on the floor. Her bra came next. I reached behind her back and got annoyed when I felt no evidence of a hook there.

"Is this scrap of lace a particular favorite, Sab? If it is, I suggest that youremove it now bago ko pa 'to mapunit."

Her tinkling laugh echoed through the room bago siya tumalima. She brought her fingers to the front to her front and pressed something there, loosening the cups of her bra. "Bakit kayong mga babae ang hilig-hilig niyong magsuot ng pang-obstacle course na damit?," hindi ko mapigilang magreklamo. "Tapos magrereklamo kayo na pinupunit lang namin. Malamang. Malaking abala, eh."