Chapter 2
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STACEY
“HI,” SHE TRIED TO BE CALM. Yes, she contacted this Lucas, lalo na ng ma log-in siya ulit sa e-mail ay hindi na niya ma-access. Mukhang pinalitan na ng password ni Nylon kung saang lupalop man ito ngayon. Gusto niyang sigawan agad ang kung sino man ang sasagot sa kabilang linya.
“Babe?” a man’s tone vibrated in the line. It was surprisingly husky and manly.
“Baliw ka ba?” she replied, confused.
A laughter erupted in the other line, he was clearly making fun of her already. “I’m not crazy of course,” aniya ng boses ng estranghero.
“So, sino ka? Kelan kayo naging magkaibigan ni Nylon?” derecho na niya. She didn’t particularly know what to get out of calling this guy, but he challenged him! At siguro susi ito upang malaman niya ang totoong dahilan ni Nylon para gawin ang nagawa nito.
“First, I don’t really think if I know your ex, and if I don’t know your ex, then I don’t know you. Pero isa lang ang alam ko, mukhang malaki ata ang galit mo sa mundo at mga lalaki.”
“Hindi naman sa lahat ng mga lalaki, pero nasusuka ako sa mga lalaking katulad mo. At huwag ka nang mag-deny pa, alam kong isa ka sa mga hidden friends ni Nylon, at alam kong isa ka sa mga naka-impluwensiya sa kaniya! Hindi ganoong tao ang mahal ko pero siguro dahil sa ‘yo naging ganun siya. I know he would never do it!”
“He would never do it, yes, but why are you calling me now? Babe, listen-“
“Don’t call me babe, please!” angil niya. Bastos to ah! She don’t know why but she’s feeling relief, she didn’t know it was good to be angry or shout at someone sometimes. She didn’t know it was good to be carefree with this wild side of yourself.
“Okay,” the guy sighed, “so anong pangalan mo? I guess, Stace?” he hinted dahil siguro na rin sa pangalan sa e-mail niya.
“If you know, then why don’t you call me that? Bakit babe pa?”
“It sounds fun,” relaks na reply lang ng kausap, “sigurado akong babe ang tawag niya sa ‘yo kaya ganiyan at galit ka,” his tone was teasing.
Hindi niya alam kung ano talaga ang personalidad ng kausap but he seemed someone to take things easy. Maybe he was really cool? Ack! No Stace.
Nagpatuloy ang lalaki. “Listen, Stacey babe, I don’t know what you’re talking about but if he did it, he did it because it was his own decision. If nagsawa na siya sa ‘yo, o kung hindi ka na niya mahal, o kung gusto niyang tumikim ng iba gaya ng nababasa ko sa storya niyo, it’s his own decision, deal with it. Kahit pa ilang libong babae ang maghubad sa harap niya kung nakatatak sa isip niya na ayaw ka niyang saktan, he would never do it.”
Napahilig ang ulo niya, this guy’s effect is different, there’s sumptuousness and raw warmth in his words.
“Unless, something’s wrong with you,” pahabol nito na muling nagpa-ekis ng kilay niya.
“You might be an ugly, plain and boring girl, and he found someone better,” tuldok nito.
“I’m not!” she argued.
“You’re lying, I sense your really the traditional boring girl, oh di kaya-”
“Di kaya?” aniya. Maybe he’s not really warm like she thought, he’s a fraud, he’s actually insensitive!
“Di kaya kahit may hitsura ka ay baka hindi magaling ang performance mo?”
“Performance sa?” tuluyang ngiwi niya.
“Sa kama. You must be frigid and not hot to satisfy him dahilan para pumatol siya sa iba?”
That’s it. She lost it there. It was painful.
“You know what, I’m gonna…” her voice trailed off…she was recalling every single detail…every kiss before…and a piercing ache pierced through her. “I’m gonna prove you you’re wrong,” kuyumos niya ng kamao.
“Really? How?” he drawled. Maybe if this stranger was in front of her now, she can imagine him raising his eyebrows, drawing a sexy smile habang nakaluklok ang mga braso sa dibdib. But she didn’t know what his face looked like.
“I don’t know,” she slumped in the edge of her bed, she stretched herself and felt relief again, she was drawing free.
For an unbeknownst reason to her, she was wearing a silk night dress, so free and smooth, the sheet was hugging her slim physique and sliding in the every motion of her feminine curves. She tried to draw a sigh…she was a woman…she has her insecurities.
But her ego will not her let her insecurities win, she know she’s lacking…but she was willing to fight and survive and rise as a fighter…a temptress… “It doesn’t matter whoever you are, I know I’m good.”
“Well hmm…let’s see…if you’re really good,” this stranger with the husky voice was at it again… he was challenging and teasing. “Imagine another man drawing near you, a stranger, and that’s me. If I’m your man, what would you do to me?”
“Are you handsome?” there was curiosity in her voice and she was aware of it.
“Of course I am! I’m even famous.” He quipped.
Hindi niya alam kung nagbibiro ito o ano. “Really?”
He sent out a laugh again in the other line, but this time, more mild and then, “You would even want to kiss me when you’ll see me, baby.”
She didn’t know why but this time, his ‘baby’ sent a singular tingle down her spine, a warm delicious tingle. “T-that’s impossible,” she almost stammered. “I won’t even meet you.”
“Your choice, your loss,” anito.
Mas ibinaon niya ang sarili sa unan at lambot ng kama niya, she let herself more free as she stretched her legs. She was surprisingly alone, nag grocery ang lahat ng nasa bahay nila, and sunset was sweetly peeking in her window. A cold breeze blew her curtain and a coffee jazz relaxing music was lulling in the background.
“How tall are you?” tuloy na niya. She didn’t know where this was going but she has a little clue…she can sense it…and she has no plan to run away from this…it’s harmless..harmless fun, she reminded herself. She didn’t care anymore. She just want to feel…and forget her pain…forget that person…
“Seven plus when it’s really erect,” he supplied.
“Seven plus where?” she scantily asked.
He gave a deep breath down the line, in rhythm with her suck of air as she waited for his voice. “I’m both tall enough to lift you up and pin you in the wall while kissing you Stacey, and tall enough down to insert you and make you scream and moan.”
There was a mirror in front of her bed, umupo siya saglit sapat upang madaplisan ng tingin ang pamumula ng pisngi. Her cheeks wasn’t the only thing burning, she started to feel hot suddenly. “C-can I moan?”
“Yes, I want to hear you, I guess it will be sexy.”
She was doubting it, but she wanted to try…she buried herself back in the bed. Ugh, what was she doing? But it was unbearable!
“Stacey…” the voice drawled in the other line…
“Lu-lucas?” she trembled. This is too sudden but…
“Yes baby. I know your suddenly horny. Let me make you wet…” he mouthed in the huskiest most lustful and eager tone she has ever heard from a man. “And make sure to make me hard too…I want to get hard,”
Napalunok siya ng laway. Nagda-dalawang isip pa siya…
“You’re alone right?” anas ng tinig. There was a very raw compulsive need in his voice.
“Y-yeah…” Wala na atang atrasan ‘to.
“Lift your skirt, baby,” he commanded. “Touch yourself for me.”
“H-hah?” she almost lost her breath.
“Lift your skirt, pull down your undies.” His voice is authorative, her face flushed and a spit of wetness just suddenly trickled outside her core.
“What are you wearing?” he prodded.
“A robe…a silk robe, white,” she uttered while scanning herself. She isn’t wearing any bra by the way, and so she observed that her n*****s was now taunt underneath the smooth fabric that covered her breasts.
“Without bra?” his voice was breathy.
“Without any bra,” she finally succumbed.
“I want to touch that n****e with my finger and lick the other n****e with the tip of my tongue,” he drawled. “Spread your legs,” he followed-up.
With that command, she felt another spit of wetness erupt inside her. Her core was a cream-fluid nectar full waiting to erupt and spill…
Gosh. She embedded herself in her mattress and wildly spread her legs, waiting as her heart beat pounded with the next single breath and tone of this stranger. “T-touch me…” she almost begged against the silence.
“D-did you spread your legs?” he asked.
She nodded, he felt so real, so raw, so thirsty like her.
“I’m pulling your panty down,” he was eager.
“U-hum…” she nodded, and felt the urge to close her eyes to feel his breathing. In her imagination, this stranger was sleek, toned and chiseled on top of her as they kiss passionately, tongues playing with each other as his strong arms and rough hands probe her, his fingers pulling down the strap of her undies down.
She enveloped her legs around him and he probed his palm in her warmth, feeling her cunt, spreading her opening with his fingers, and suddenly tingling and fondling her clit with one finger.
“Ahhh…” she let herself free of her moan. Her core was pulsating and she reveled in the sensation of meeting that pulse, parang uhaw na rosas na sinalubong ang daplis na butil ng tubig. She kneaded her core as the husky voice continued to instruct her…
“I’m filling you in…” anito na sumisinghap, humahanap ng hangin, pawisan.
“Slowly, please…” she motioned her hips to meet him. He was real. There was no line of distance, no blur of imagination. Totoong-totoo ang daing na lumabas sa labi niya habang impit na tawag ang pangalan nito.
“I’m so hard…and your so wet.”
“Ah, Lucas…Lucas…” paulit ulit habang hindi niya mapigil ang paggalaw ng beywang, his virile presence was pounding on her.
“I’m digging deep…ughh, fast,” he was panting.
“Faster, please…” she pleaded as the sensation in her core was steadily rising. She was so flushed at hindi niya napigilang hubarin ang lahat ng saplot. Maybe this guy was naked too in the other line, and just the stark idea of this Lucas naked somewhere else and stroking his weapon while listening to her moan made her wetness spurt more. “I’m really…really wet...”
“Tell me, what you’re doing with yourself, tell me how wet it is…” ani Lucas.
LUCAS
IF YOU’RE NAKED in front of your long standing mirror, and the background of that mirror was the ceiling to wall clear glass overlooking the sunset-kissed skyline, at nakatuon ang mata mo sa papataas mong sandata…
Marvelous! His eyes bulged at the gloriousness of it all as if it was a work of art.
He can’t stop stroking, almost unbelieving, at that long meat breathing alive, with a motion of its own enclosed in his palms like a rebellious baby.
He moaned as his stick ejected pre-c*m, this girl must be a shaman or what.
Her delirious ‘faster, please faster’ voice, ‘f**k-me please’ shrill cries in the phone and ‘Ahhh, Lucas…’ deep titillating moans of pleasure resurrected his dead c**k from the grave.
Ha! Talking about his then dead now-alive c**k, its very furious! Nanggagalaiti ito sa kamay niya. His body moved along his hands, halos pawis na siya ngunit ayaw niyang tigilan sa hatid na dilig ng sarap na malapit na niyang makamit. If only this woman was here…he would reward her with a deep prick of his resurrected tip.
And he will let her play with this hard tip. “I’m licking it, licking it wet, sucking it with my lips…” aniya sa kabilang linya. “Swirling my tongue in the tip of it, while I touch myself down…” the woman was doing her part, firing his imagination. He stroked so wildly, muscle pain mamaya pero bahala na, miss na miss pa naman niya itong ganitong uri ng pangangalay niya.
“I’m reaching and massaging your n*****s at the same time…” aniya at napangisi.
s**t. The girl was moaning endlessly in the other line now, ramdam niya na malapit na malapit na rin ito. Lucas, Lucas, Lucas, she was repeating his name. Ah, how achingly hot it was. It didn’t took another minute when-
“Stacey, babe…” he massaged his member with full attention with his other hand, habang hindi iwinawala ang koneksyon sa kabilang kamay. This vixen, this miracle-worker, if only this woman was here, he want to envelope her with him. Ah, he loved her whoever she was as his body convulsed. Parang elektrisidad…pawis na pawis…
“Ahhh..ahhh,” she was almost screaming, so much freedom, so much near like him, so very near. Ngunit-
“Ohhhh,” he was then so close and he spurted, white sticky c*m sprayed in the tiled floor as he released in convulsion.
But there was something wrong, he opened his eyes and realized the voice was gone.
Call was ended. He tried to press the call button again, pero hindi na sumasagot ang babaeng nagpatayo ulit sa p*********i niya.
He tried to call again, ngunit unavailable na ito.
He murmured a cuss word again. He saw his sword falling and sleeping again like a gelatin…No!
No…no…he stared in horror.
Hindi pwedeng matulog uli nito. Kelangan niyang i-test drive kung totoong nagka-second life ang gunggong na ‘to. Humanda!
- Writer
