Prinsesita - Josephine Aragon - Part 5 (Rated PG)

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"Kahit hindi ka naka-gown, kahit may muta ka pa, kahit hindi ka pa nagsisipilyo, ikaw ang pinakamagandang debutante, Josephine."

"Binobola mo ako, ayokong dibdibin."

He drew her face to his. Sa noo siya nito hinagkan, matagal.

Sa kaligayan at tulak na rin ng sariling damdamin, yumakap siya rito. "Ito ang pinakamasayang birthday ko-- kahit wala ang Itay."

Noon'g nagdaang gabi pa umalis sa Mang Genaro, sinundo ni Mang Javier, kaibigan nitong natatrabaho rin sa construction.

"Pagbalik niya, magse-celebrate ulit tayo. Pero ngayon, tayong dalawa ang magsecelebrate. Wag ka nang pumasok ngayon, mamamasyal tayo." ani Fernando.

"Hindi mo pa ako kini-kiss," wika lang niya, bahagyang tumingala upang tumapat sa mga labi nito ang mga labi niya.

Nanatili siyang dilat habang palapit nang palapit ang mga labi nito sa kanya. Hindi rin ito nakapikit, nakatitig sa kanya, pagkatapos ay bumaba ang tingin sa mga labi niya.

When their lips met, she could swear, she had experienced that before. Hindi lang niya alam kung kailan. She wasn't surprised at all, like she had known all along that his kiss would taste and feel exactly like that.

Her hand crept to his nape, tugged his hair while pulling him closer. Their kiss was getting deeper each passing moment. She felt like crying.

Nararamdaman din niya ang kamay nito na humahaplos sa tagiliran niya na panaka-naka'y humihinto sa may balakang niya upang hapitin siya palapit dito.

Then he withdrew from her. Ngunit ayaw pa niyang matapos ang halik. Nais niyang magpatuloy iyon hanggang kamatayan, kung maaari. Hindi siya bumitaw kay Fernando.




"Ulit," hiling niya.

Bumuntong-hininga ito. "Dalawa lang tayo rito. Ang mabuti pa, maligo ka na. Nag-igib na ako. Mamasyal na tayo."

"Ayoko sa mall. Gusto ko dito lang tayo. Tayo lang."

"Yon nga ang problema," wika nito, his voice became husky.

When she looked at him, she realized what made him stop the kiss. He wanted her. She saw the charged, naked emotion in his eyes.

And she wanted him, too, She wanted his arms around her, she wanted his mouth on her, she wanted...

"Ito ang ikinakatakot ko," amin nito, pabulong. He sounded like a tortured man. "Hindi na kita dapat hinalikan." He also sounded as though he couldn't breathe properly.

"Hindi ako natatakot," buo'ng tapang niyang wika. Hindi mahalaga kung niloko lang niya ito hinggil sa totoong edad niya. Ano ba ang pagkakaiba ng seventeen at eighteen? Kahit singkwenta na siya, ganoon pa rin ang mararamdaman niya.

"Pe-pero, maghintay na lang tayo ng basbas ng tatay mo. Pagdating niya, sabihin na natin na may relasyon tayo." Ngunit walang nangyari sa protesta nito dahil muli niya itong hinagkan.

He made a sound of dissent, but then, as though unable to help himself, trailed his long fingers over the swelling curve of her breast and down across her stomach.

Her skin tingled, her breast tightened and she felt a searching ache. Instinctively and some what urgently, itinaas niya ang suot niyang t-shirt hanggang mahubad iyon. sinikap niyang hilahin ito papasok sa kanyang silid. Magkayakap silang nahiga sa papag.

Agad siya nitong pinaliguan ng halik. Marahil, kaparis niya ay itinaboy na nito ang rason sa isipan at nagpadala sa isinisigaw ng damdamin. He managed to undress her. His kiss continued, its fervor increasing, and he began to stroke her. His fingers fondling her breast, grazing her nipples, exploring the secret places of her thighs in long, lingering caresses until every cell of her body seemed inflamed.

All along, she was calling his name, writhing, tugging, pulling and pushing underneath him. She wanted him forever. With an incoherent murmur, Fernando slid insider her. A heated pain flooded through her. Halos mapasigaw siya, but after that searing pain, she felt as though some sort of explosion was coming, building. Her body contracted in rhythym and it seemed to give him so much pleasure that he let out a moan.


Itutuloy...