11 Chapter 8 - Itlog na Maala (1/2)
Last night turned out to be an awakening, I had a teenage dilemma. Hindi ako nakatulog kakaisip sa crush ko. Pero buti sana kung crush ko lang siya eh, parang hindi nga ako sure kung crush ko nga siya.
May mga classmates, kapitbahay, artista, o nakasalubong ko lang sa mall na masasabi kong crush ko talaga, pero hindi naman kasing tindi ng pagnanasa na mayroon ako kay Teacher Kim. Magdamag ko rin inisip kung baka ma-fall ako, or hindi ako aware naiinlove na pala ako sa kaniya.
I have never entertained the idea of romantic love or falling in love. I've seen the love and lost in love between my parents. I've witness sleepless nights, broken hearts and endless tears brought by the so called love my mom and dad had for each other. It was known that they were each other's one great love, but they still ended up broken.
Pero, I am not against the idea that it can happen to me someday, hindi naman ako anti-love. Just not yet, not when I was still a virgin. I didn't want to lose my virginity to my first love, like my mom did. But I didn't want to be such a saint and wait until marriage either.
Kung ibibigay ko ang kasariwaan ko, gusto ko sa lalaking wagas ang pagnanasa ko, para masarap at talagang hindi ko makakalimutan. I wouldn't want to choose to forget the moment I lose it. I wanted to remember it, reminisce about it, I wanted the man who will take my virginity away be forever etched in my memory.
But there was this strange feeling in my gut. I didn't want to be like the other girls na nagkakandarapa kay Teacher Kim, I just wanted to have sex with him. But I could not stop this nagging question, what if I fall in love?
”Are you ready?” tanong sakin ni kuya Jael who patiently waited para ihatid ako sa school.
May sakit si kuya Jared, daw, kaya hindi siya papasok. Suspetsya ko, sakit sa puso, sakit of a broken heart. In many cases, masakit talaga ang first time.
”Yup. Pero sure ka kuya, alis na tayo? Mas maaga pa 'to kaysa sa usual alis namin ni kuya Jared e,” sabi ko habang sumisilip sa bintana. Madilim pa ang umaga, dumagdag pa ang lakas ng ulan.
”Yup, this rain is gonna keep us slow and I don't wanna be stuck in traffic mamaya kapag nagpeak-hours na.”
Tulad nang sino man sa mga kuya ko, I am very well protected sa ulan. Inihatid ako ni kuya Jael hanggang loob ng school ground. Paglabas ko ng kotse niya, iniipit niya ako sa bisig niya habang bitbit niya ang bag ko at ang payong patungo sa entrance ng main building. For them, mabasa na sila, basta wag lang ako, wag lang ang fragile little princess nila; the thought drew a happy feeling in my face.
”Si Japo ang magsusundo sayo later ha. May meetings ako eh,” wika niya habang isinusuot sa'kin ang herschel backpack ko. I rolled my eyes at the 4 years old little princess in me again.
”Okey naman ako umuwi na lang kuya, 'wag nang sundo pa.”
His brows snapped together and rolled his eyes at me like I just said the silliest thing in the world. ”Japo will pick you up. Don't be such a brat.”
At ako pa talaga ang brat?!
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I find a certain kind of comfort kapag ako pa lang ang magisa dito sa school. Kung yung iba siguro, magaalangan at matatakot sa dilim ng school, ako chill na chill lang. Mga secondary lights lang ang nakabukas sa mga hallways, madilim ang mga classrooms at sobrang tahimik ng paligid. Not that I am not scared of ghosts, pero grade 1 pa ako sa school na 'to, hanggang kwentong barbero lang naman ang mga ikinalat nilang kwentong kababalaghan daw sa mga campuses.
I turned on the corner lights ng classroom ko at umupo sa medyo pawisan kong upuan. Malakas ang buhos ng ulan, dinig na dinig talaga mula sa labas. From the looks of it, mukhang magkaka-class suspension later.
The room was cold, dark, and I was alone. Napakagat labi ako sa iniisip ko. Isa pa sa mga dahilan kung bakit hindi ako nakatulog ng husto kagabi ay ang mapusok na kaganapan kahapon sa library. Like every few minutes since then, I would, often not intended, recall the experience, the satisfaction, that overwhelming feeling when Teacher Kim whispered 'Cum for me Cece' and then I did.
I wanted more of that. Simula nung ganap na iyon, parang pakiramdam ko palagi akong gutom, not for food but for something else. Kumikirot ang hiwa ko kapag naiisip ko ang sarap na ipinadama sa akin ni Teacher Kim.
Hindi ko mapigilan, dahan-dahan na akong napahawak sa dalaga kong dibdib. Ang isa kong kamay ay unti-unting naglakbay sa pagitan ng aking mga hita at marahang umakyat sa aking kumikibot-kibot na hiwa.
Napapikit ako at bahagyang napanganga, dama ng mga labi ko ang lamig sa classroom. Ang tunog ng malakas na buhos ng ulan ay may hatid na kakaibang libog sa pakiramdam. Malambing kong hinimas ang aking hiwa sa labas ng malambot kong panty. I was wearing another flowy skirt and another lacy, tiny, sexy lingerie.
Naglaro sa isip ko ang madidiin pero masarap na lamas ni Teacher Kim sa mura kong katawan. Tandang-tanda ko ang pakiramdam ng kaniyang mga kamay sa pisngi ko, he had this soft, smooth palms but huge, firm hands.
”You. are. very.. naughty, Cece.”
A deep, sultry voice came from the front door, I gasped hard.
I recognized the voice. It caused me a little heart attack, my heart raced fast and hot. I realised, Teacher Kim just saw me giving myself pleasure.
Even to my surprise, I felt extremely embarrassed. I used to think that I'd like him to see me doing this, but no, I was definitely, clandestinely embarassed.
”Ahh, s-sir. W-what are you doing here?” I blurted out, confused and ashamed.
The corner of his mouth twitched up and there was this animalistic look looming from his face. ”Cece, what are you doing....... here?”
”Ahhh, ahhmm. M-ma-my brother dropped me off too early than usual.”
My eyes were blinking profusely, my face was probably giving all of the awkward expressions. I was spooked.
Lumapit siya sa akin; I was glued to my chair while he stood in front me in all of his magnificence. My face was leveled to his bulge, his head, down looking at me, his mouth open and suggestive.
”Why did you stop... doing.. what you were doing?”
”I wasn't... no.. n-not, doing anything sir.”
Such a blatant lie, nagumpisang sumakit ang batok ko. I was sure it was obvious, nairita din ako sa alibi ko. I started to play the buttons of my cardigan, I could just imagine how stupid I must look.
”Yes you were,” he said teasingly, ”in fact... I'd like to help you.”
Like a romantic slow motion, he kneeled down in front me. Shocked would not even suffice to describe what I felt from his next move.
For the life of me, I felt an internal orgasm just exploded when his two cold hands slowly glided up my thighs. Napahugot ako ng isang malalim na hinga. His eyes bored into mine, then he lifted his right brow like he was asking permission.
”Yes... si-s-sir.”
The edge of his lips lifted into the most animalistic grin ever. Ang likuran ng kaniyang mga daliri ay marahan niyang ipinadulas-dulas sa palibot ng aking suso, para akong nakukuryente sa pagikot-ikot nito. I was wearing a delicate satin bra matching my lacy silk panties, so even behind the bra and my soft and thin shirt, I could feel his fingers in my nipples like it was skin to skin.
”You have beautiful breasts, Cece. It's... tempting.”
His whispers felt like his tongue was twirling around my nipples.
He glided his hands further up my thighs, revealing all of it naked. Ang malambot na tela ng aking palda ay bumagsak sa aking harapan na siyang bahagyang tumakip sa aking bukana.
He glanced up at me, again, his face asking for permission. Mahina kong itinango ang aking ulo sa pagsangayon sabay kagat sa aking labi. Inihawi niya ang aking palda at buo na ngang tumambad sa kaniya ang aking harapan. He looked very pleased, his expression didn't deny it. I was turned-on.
”You're wet,” bulong niya at sabay kaming napalunok-laway. ”I think you should stop wearing panties then if this happens to you a lot.”
”Is. that. what. you... want?”
”Yes, Cece. That's what I want.”
Oh damn!
”I want you sir. I want yours,” it came out a whisper.
”Then I shall give you what you want. But, patience, Cece,” his lips pressed with a small grin.
He stared hungry at the front of my wet panties. I gasped when his thumb pressed on the wet part at pinadulas-dulas niya ang kaniyang daliri sa haba ng aking hiwa. Napatingkayad ang ulo ko sa sarap. Para akong naiihi na nakikiliti at may konting kirot sa laman. He went on, taas-baba, paikot-ikot; nilaro-laro ng kaniyang mga daliri ang nagpipintig-pintig kong hiwa.
Then he stood up, my face leveled again with his striking bulge. This time, it was growing long and hard. Naramdaman ko ang paginit ng pisngi ko sa nakikita ko. Parang akong halimaw na gutom, I wanted to ravage that cock like a hungry wild predator. But even to me, I thought my imagination was just too much.
I could sense his eyes glaring down at me, possibly his mouth slightly open. My eyes remained locked at the sight of his throbbing bulge; I couldn't help it, it felt like it was calling me.
Dahan-dahan kong iniangat ang kamay ko patungo sa kaniyang naninigas na ari. It felt hot, parang bagong luto. Hinimas-himas ko ito, pinakiramdaman ang tigas at haba, ang hulma, ang taba, ang ulo. It was pure perfection.
”Open it, it's yours, Cece,” he said, commanding.