Wicked Series I: Marionette

PANAY ang mura ng lalaking umiindayog sa ibabaw ni Lavender. It wasn’t pleasing her. She was getting annoyed, to be honest. Sino ba namang mage-enjoy kung masyadong OA ang pag-ungol nito habang binabayo siya nito? It didn’t look sexy at all. “Wait, wait,” pigil niya kay Calvin. She tried to talk in a sexiest way possible. “Can we try some other position?” Tila nagmamadali naman itong sumang-ayon. “What do you want, darling?” She smiled naughtily. “Ikaw ang bahala.” “Let’s have some spoon position, then.” Pinatagilid siya nito. She started to anticipate when he entered her again from behind. Napaungol siya. Gustung-gusto niya nang mag-c****x. Pangalawang round na nila pero she was still not satisfied. Nagsimula na siyang mag-enjoy sa malalakas na pagsasalpukan ng mga balakang nila ng katalik. But it only took him four more pumps before he pulled his shaft out of her v****a and sprinkled his filthy semen all over the bed. She got so disappointed. Her face showed no remorse. Inis siyang bumangon sa kama. “Sorry, babe. Ang tight mo kasi. You know—” “It’s okay,” cold na tugon niya sa kung anumang sasabihin nito. Fuck his reason. Because she’s tight? Buti sana kung unang c****x pa lang nito, maiintindihan niya pa. But for him to jizz every two minutes? f**k. Mas gusto niya pang gumamit na lang ng d***o. Ganoon ba ang lahat ng lalaki? Ni hindi man lang makatagal. “Are we going to do this again next week?” nakuha pang itanong ng damuho. In your dreams, filthy rabbit. Nagsuot siya ng damit. She got her bag and left Calvin in his condo unit. Hindi na talaga siya maghahanap ng f**k buddy. Wala siyang pakialam kahit ilang beses pa siya nitong tinawag. Ayaw niyang ma-disappoint nang paulit-ulit. “s*x is overrated,” bulong niya sa sarili nang makasakay sa elevator.