Housemates with Benefits

Oliver (7)

Manwhore. Manslut. Cold-hearted player. Names I’ve been accused of and been secretly proud about.

Where did that guy go? Doesn’t feel anywhere like any of those things. What I feel right now is a guy who is about to lose his nuts in a woman for the first time.

Never felt this consuming lust for any girl before. I should know. I’ve been with all kinds. Iba ang epekto nitong housemate ko sa akin.

This is not a case of insta-lust. I’m quite familiar with that. All of my one-night stands have been that. Pero ito, slow burn. Insidious. Hindi ko namalayan, nabaliw na ako. I’m reduced into this fool who jerks himself in time to each of her approaching steps.

Eight f*****g steps bago siya makarating dito sa harapan ko. How long should that take, really? Apparently, forever. Ang layo niya pa rin even if she already took three steps.

Yeah, I counted, sue me.

I can’t tear my eyes off Sabrina. Nangangati na ang mga kamay ko to grab her and haul her against my body pero nagpigil ako.

Dumarating ang kaligayahan sa taong naghihintay, Oliver.

Sabrina will bring me to the peak I’ve never been to before. I know it.

“Oh, my God,” she muttered.

Finally, she stopped in front of the bed. Right in front of me. She stood in between my spread legs. All she has to do is kneel and bow and she would be kissing the head of my c**k. Placing one of my hands on her pajama-clad thighs, the other sped up on my c**k.

“I shouldn’t be here.” 

I agree.

“But you are and you’re not leaving.”

“What are we doing, San Martin?” she asked in confusion. 

“Something that we should have done long ago.”

I let go of my c**k and it remained at full mast. This will continue until I bust a nut. Preferably, inside her.

Wrapping my arm around her waist, I pulled her towards me. She is at the perfect height for me to reach a breast which I did. Without warning, my mouth wrapped around that valley of flesh, pajamas and all.

“Walang bra, housemate?” I teased.

My tongue expected more clothing underneath her pajama top but what I felt instead is an outline of a n****e. When I leaned back enough to confirm what I felt, my saliva soaked through that piece of cloth. Sabrina is wearing nothing more underneath.

The light from the bedside lamp reflected her blush. 

“I was sleeping,” she replied defensively.

Napangisi ako. “Hindi ako nagrereklamo. In fact, I love it.”

At muling sinakop ng bibig ko ang isang dibdib niya. Napaliyad naman siya, bringing more of her into my mouth. For such a pixie, her chest is bountiful enough to suit my taste. Pinatalim ko ang aking dila and stabbed at the pebble beneath the pajama. Lalo iyong nanigas.

Her body’s reaction fanned the fire of my lust and my mouth over the layer of pajama is no longer enough.

“My tongue needs to taste some skin. I need you more than this.”

Iyon lang ang naibigay kong warning before hauling her to sit on me.

Sabrina is tiny and it’s deliciously easy to maneuver her to get her where I wanted her: crotch to crotch, my face buried in her chest. My c**k jerked in contact with her pajama-covered p***y. Oliver Junior seems to know that paradise is just beneath that. I wonder, if she has no bra, does it mean she has no panties, too?

Only one way to find out.

“Ano ’yang kamay mo, Oliver!” naeeskandalo niyang sambit. 

She stared at me in shock. Oops.

I thought she was too far gone to notice when I cupped her crotch and pressed a middle finger to where my gut says her slit is.

Ngumisi ako nang nakaloloko and removed my hand from her p***y, sucking my middle finger after. Napasinghap siya sa ginawa kong iyon. Maaaring dahil iyon sa pinaghalong shock at arousal. The hitching of her breath is definitely arousal.

“Just checking kung wala ka ring panty.” 

“I have!”

“Yeah. Napansin ko nga. My c**k is weeping in outrage.” 

“You have a dirty mouth.”

“Which you adore.”

Muling bumalik ang atensyon ko sa dibdib niya and I moved to unbutton the topmost button of the shirt. The move bared her twin peaks to my eyes. Hindi malaki, pero hindi rin maliit. In short, perfect.

Hypnotized, I reached for them and petted her n*****s with my thumbs. They automatically pebbled and seemed to be begging for kisses. I obliged and took a swift swipe on one, as if to take a sip of fine wine. The swipe turned into a devouring. I suckled her like a babe.

It took every ounce of my willpower not to take a bite and mark her. I might be a jerk but not that big of one to mark a woman without her permission. I never had a problem with marking before. I was invited to do so. Ilang ulit na nga but I always decline. Hindi ko alam kung anong mayroon sa housemate kong ito that I wanted to leave evidence of my passion on her.

Ito na siguro ang resulta ng ilang buwan kong pagpipigil. I am making more out of this just because I was denied for so long.

Taking a break from her glorious breast, I trailed kisses on every inch of skin I could reach, between the valley of her breasts, to her neck, to the undersides of her twin globes. I zoned out until I heard her whisper in my ear.

“Please.”

There are stars in her eyes. I’ve been with a lot of women before Sabrina but she is the only one who made me feel like the most gorgeous man on the face of the earth. That is a potent aphrodisiac.

“With me, Sab, you never have to beg.” 

I kissed her of my own volition.

You’re screwed.

Yes, I am.

I don’t care.