Housemates with Benefits

Oliver (4)

“That was so good.”

Tinapunan ko ng tingin ang katabi ko at nginisihan. “Kanina mo pa nga sinasabi.”

She giggled. “Sa totoo naman. Gusto ko na nga umulit agad. Kaya lang parang hindi mo pa kaya ulit?”

May himig ng panunudyo sa boses niyang mahina kong ikinatawa. Pareho naming alam na sa aming dalawa, I am raring to go again pero siya ang kailangang maka-recover.

Bumangon ako at inabot ang hinubad kong lounge pants. Naramdaman ko ang malambot niyang kamay na mahinang humahaplos sa umbok ng aking puwet. Nilingon ko siya at muling nginisihan.

“You have to rest.”

She pouted upon hearing that. She must have noticed that I did not use her name. How can I when I do not know it?

“Saan ka pupunta?” usisa niya habang umiinat. Her arching brought my eyes to her breasts. Breasts I was devouring earlier.

“Kukuha lang ng tubig. Gusto mo rin?”

She pouted again. “We have barely an hour na lang before I have to go tapos you’ll spend it drinking water? Why don’t you just drink me instead?”

I reached for her and she laid flat on the bed. Inaakala niya sigurong kakagat ako sa pang-aakit niya. I will, pero saka na. Pagkatapos kong uminom.

I need this break to pace myself and to lessen her soreness. Tama siya, we only have an hour left until our time expires. And when I am running out of time, I become more aggressive. She may not know it yet but my water break is mostly for her.

I covered a straining n****e with my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. She answered with a moan and a tight grip on my head, trying to feed more of herself to me. I let her n****e go with a plop and gently pushed her back into the bed before straightening up.

“I’ll be back.”

She responded with a flying kiss as I walk away chuckling. That chuckle died when I saw the door. Naiwan ko na namang bahagyang nakabukas.

Guiltily, I glanced at Sabrina’s door and found it closed. Maingat kong isinara ang pinto ko and started for the stairs as I was pictur- ing Sabrina in my head. Again.

Ano kaya ang ginagawa niya sa loob ng kanyang kuwarto while I am having s*x with my flavor of the night? Naririnig niya kaya ang mga ginagawa namin? Or is she a heavy sleeper she can sleep through all the noise?

She must be a heavy sleeper.

Isang taon na siyang nakatira sa kabilang kuwarto but she never called me out on what I am doing. At first, I expected her to b***h and moan about my horndog ways but she never did. Instead, she smiles welcomingly everytime I go down at naabutan ko siyang nag-a-almusal.

She is the little perfect housemate I could ever wish for.

And someone needs to put a revolver to my head and blast my brain off because I am tempted to destroy everything by climbing into her bed, get between her legs, and pound myself into her to oblivion.

Yes. Sabrina turns me on. Big time.

Around two or three inches over five feet, she is formed like a pixie. Small-boned and delicate. Ang layo sa ideal kong kapareha. Mga klase ng babae who could give as good as they get.

I do not know. Lately, hindi ko na mabilang kung ilang beses sa isang gabi ko ini-imagine na siya ang babaeng kinukubabawan ko instead of some girl whose name I will forget come sunrise.

Hindi ko alam kung saan nanggaling ang libog ko para sa kanya. Hindi naman siya nagpapakita ng kahit na anong motibo. We never talk more than the prerequisite ‘hi’ and ‘hello’ kapag nakakasalubong kami rito sa loob ng bahay. Kung sa labas naman kami nagkikita, na sobrang dalang din dahil hindi kami pareho ng college, ang tipid ng ngiting binibigay niya sa akin.

That smile was given grudgingly. Reluctant to even smile at me pero nauunahan lang ng kagandahang-asal kaya ginagantihan ang mga ngiting binibigay ko sa kanya. Either that, or ayaw niya lang na mapalayas ko siya rito sa bahay.

Kaya hindi ko talaga alam kung bakit. But I definitely know when this obsession of mine with my innocent and clueless housemate started.

It was a week into our meeting. Unang araw ng semester at nagdala ako ng babae sa bahay.

Wala naman talaga ako sa mood for s*x that night. When did that ever stop me from engaging in it? So I went ahead and brought a woman home. I also wanted to see how Sabrina will react. Sure, sumang-ayon siya nang pinag-usapan namin ang little habit kong ito pero iba na kasi kapag actual na.

That night was a test that proved nothing except I am depraved. 

Everything went well, at first. Pagdating ko ng bahay, I immediately brought my partner upstairs to my room. On our way there, nasulyapan ko pa si Sabrina na nakasilip mula sa kuwarto niya. When I nodded at her, she just nodded back and closed her door. I thought nothing of that.

When my partner and I started getting hot and heavy on the bed, half of me was waiting for Sabrina to bang on the door and shout at us to stop. She never did.

Iniisip ko na lang noong baka nakatulog na siya at hindi na niya naririnig kung ano ang mga pinaggagawa namin even though we were really being loud. So, I picked up my partner from the bed and propped her against the wall.

My partner liked that aggressive move. Ako naman, kalahati lang ng attention ko ang nasa kanya. My ears were straining to hear from the other room.

Init na init na ang kapareha ko but I was going through the motions lang. Sure, I gave the appropriate reactions. I moaned at the right moments. Whispered dirty instructions here and there. Touched her the right way para isipin niyang I was as hot as she was. I was faking it and faking it well. Ang tagal ko ng ginagawa ang ganito na halos auto-pilot na ang katawan ko.

I resigned myself to a night of satisfying my body without really feeling the pleasure. Taliwas sa paniniwala ng iba, not every s****l encounter is about pleasure. Most of the time, it is about the release. About a physical need. Pleasure is just incendiary.

It has been like that for me.

Sex is no longer as blissful as it was when I was just starting. s****l fatigue must really be true. So I was ready for meh s*x, until I heard something from Sabrina’s room.

Okay.

Let us be clear about that. I thought I heard something.

A low, sexy mewling moan. And, it was in time to my pounding. 

Akala ko noong una it was coming from my partner. When I put my mouth to the side of her neck to lick and to hear properly, hindi galing sa kanya. If it is not her, then does that mean, it is Sabrina?

Natigilan ako sa ideya. Wala namang ibang konklusyon dahil tatlo lang kaming tao sa buong bahay nang gabing iyon.

Was my housemate getting off from my having s*x?

I stopped and listened for a while. Gusto ko na ngang takpan ang bibig ng kapareha kong umuungol hoping to hear it again. I did hear it again. So soft. So low.

Ilang segundo lang ang paghinto ko that time but it felt like an eternity. An eternity of feeling myself getting so hard I could drill through the thin wall. Hell, the idea of my housemate who looks so prim and proper and innocent getting off to me having s*x is just so hot.

Then and there, I wanted to finish my partner, throw her out of the house, climb the stairs three at a time to get to Sabrina, and lose myself inside her.

Ang lahat ng mga imaheng iyon made me so hard and made me perform so well that the woman I was with that night begged to overstay beyond the agreed time. For the first time in my life, I was a mindless f*****g machine.

However, after the first orgasm and I got back to earth, naisip ko that it must have been just my imagination. There is just no f*****g way that it was true. Sabrina is not into me. I do not think that she has any lusty bone in that petite body.

It must really have been my imagination because I never heard it again. That low, sexy mewling.

Since then, every time I wanted to get off while inside a woman, I retrieve that sound from my memory box. Every time I want to experience an explosive climax, I imagine Sabrina doing the moaning instead of whoever the woman is with me that night. Kung gusto ko pang mawala talaga sa sarili ko sa sarap, I imagine the woman to be Sabrina herself.

That last one. That is so f****d up. 

I am so f****d up.