Fae
"Jigo..." I whispered, reacting to what he said.
"Hmmm...?" he replied softly, his voice hoarse, his eyes attentive, as he began to caress my body.
I gasped and buried my head in the pillow. I forgot what I was going to say as I felt his hard flesh, gliding between my thighs, teasingly touching the sensitive area. It was a different kind of sensation. A hot sensation. I never thought it would feel like this. I was all nervous, excited, and so... so curious.
And I was on fire.
"Ohhh... Jigo...!"
"I know... it feels good, doesn't it?" His head swooped down to kiss my lips with a possessiveness that I couldn't help but feel. And I was kissing him now, a serious business, as our bodies began to mold against each other. My hips lifted and my legs wrapped around his lower torso. I could feel his manhood pressing against the warm space between my thighs. I gasped when I felt his tip slide into my ready wetness, then a little more, and a little more. Hot and hard. Alive. I thought, that was it. We’re doing it.
But he stopped, and his lips left mine and travelled down my neck, then down my breasts, and I gasped at the gentle bites and the tantalizing flicks of his wet tongue on my skin. Below, his manhood slipped out a little.
I smiled. "Tease..."
Again, his soft, sexy laughter.
His hand found one soft breast, his mouth the other one. I watched, excited over his playfulness and quite aroused, as his thumb flicked against the hardened nipple. He sucked on the other. There was something hypnotic… mesmerizing about this view. I liked the possessiveness in his hand as my breast filled it, the confident teasing as he replaced one nipple with the other, pulling the tiny bud into his eager mouth. The playfulness in his eyes as they rolled up and watched me watch him back. He blew on my left nipple before sucking it again, then he released it and played with it. And I gasped when he sucked it back into his mouth, stretching me slowly.
His eyes continued to hold mine as he gently suckled… as if he was making sure I remained watching him. As if he enjoyed me watching him.
So erotic... his eyes promised me more was to come as he moved to my other breast again.
I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation of his mouth and hands playing with me. It was too much... and I moaned. It felt like my surroundings were spinning, adding to the headiness of this sensual moment. If drunken sex was like this, I could stay drunk as long as I could.
He wasn't done exploring yet. I opened my eyes again as he moved lower. I watched as he spread my thighs wider, his kisses becoming more fervent as he reached my right thigh.
He maneuvered his body while kissing the inside of my thigh, again peppering me with gentle bites, sucking on my skin, tasting me with his exploring tongue. A mixture of moans and gasps escaped me. I bit my lower lip as his head slowly approached my wetness.
I watched him, overwhelmed, because I knew what he was going to do next.
I bit my lower lip harder, and I closed my eyes as his mouth finally reached the most intimate part of my body.
"Oh my god..." I cried, breathless, as his tongue licked me like he was licking ice cream on a cone. My eyes widened as the tip of his tongue probed my womanhood. As he seek, my breath got caught in my throat. When he sucked on me like candy, I couldn't help but make muffled sounds from my mouth. My fingers gripped the sheets tightly, until I frantically reached for his head, pulling at his hair, trying to control myself and failing.
I trembled, my whole body did, from the intense pleasure of his hands and tongue, of his skin rubbing against mine, of his teeth nipping exactly to tickle and hurt on the edge of titillation. The way his tongue swirled, his teeth and his lips did things to me I couldn't even describe—it was all making me crazy.
"Oh, gha-ood... Jigo...!" I cried, my voice hoarse and pleading for I didn’t know what exactly. I just knew he could give it to me.
He groaned, too, and the vibration of his mouth against me intensified the pleasure. A tickling sensation thrilled me, and it was his tongue's exploration of my entrance.
My mind was spinning. I didn't know what was happening to me. I was floating in a limbo of fire. There was speed and force to the waves of heat starting to pulse, then crash, into me. It started from my core and spread outward… opening me, filling me, shattering me... and it felt so good!
"Aahhhhh!" I moaned hard. My hands let go of him and grabbed the sheets instead of pulling at his hair. I would never want to hurt him. His mouth left me, and I felt his hand, his fingers slipping into my wet passage, doing it slowly and repeatedly, while I continued to tremble from the small tremors inside my body...
"Easy... easy... that's it. Ride it, baby. Oh, you're so beautiful..."
I reached my peak, and I bvanked, then slowly subsided... weakened. He slid up my body and he caught me with a passionate kiss on my lips before I completely fell from where I had been thrown, back into his arms.
Slowly, I regained my composure.
Slowly, I returned to the feeling of his body gliding against mine.
I noticed when his fingers left me. I heard the sound of plastic. Then his hands on my thighs, spreading them as he positioned himself between them.
I felt his hard, thick member, testing the entrance to my womanhood again.
I wondered for a moment how it would feel, just for a moment, until I did feel him.
All of him.
He thrust. Deep. Filling me. Stretching me. And suddenly, my body was engulfed by his size.
Before I could even make a sound, he was out and pushing in again. I must be so wet because, although the pain registered, and although it was tight, he was sliding in smoothly. Before I could cry out in pain, my lips were sealed by his hot kiss, trapping the cry inside my throat. I clung to him this time and not to the sheets as his thrusts brought me to a frenzy of sensations both painful and glorious.
I couldn't control myself. Then I flew again, more complete, stronger, steeper now. And with a bite. But it was just so right. My whole body couldn't stay still, writhing beneath him, following the rhythm of his thrusts. I heard him calling my name, his moans and shouts.
Until...
I exploded again. It is a liquid fire of sweet, exquisite, orgasmic pleasure. A kind of pleasure I have never experienced before.
"Aaahhhh!"
And as he held me tightly, my whole body clung to him, I felt the last powerful thrust, his whole body embracing me as he released himself to his own climax...
Jigo
"Hey..."
I could still feel the tender smile on my face.
It had been several minutes since I claimed the woman by my side, but she still remained wrapped in my embrace. She hadn't pushed me away. She didn't regret it.
Not yet.
I hoped, not ever.
The beating of our hearts was calming down. The sweat on our skin had dried. I moved slightly, but her arms tightened around me. My smile deepened.
I hadn't made a mistake.
Making love to Fae was spectacular. She was so perfect. I held back because she was drunk, but as soon as she was sober enough and focused on me...
For the first time, she saw what she should have seen long ago.
Me.
That I was in front of her. That I was beside her.
That I was completely present. Always.
And I was so relieved when she asked for me to help her forget.
She responded to my kisses and embraced me as tightly as I held her. As I was holding her still. She matched my own heat with her own. She moaned and screamed, laughed and gasped, groaned and cried in a passionate response that I couldn’t doubt.
And in the end... she accepted every thrust with her whole heart. Our bodies danced to the beats of passion in a way I had never experienced with any other woman before.
I didn’t even want to think about any other woman before her. I doubted I could remember any name right now. It’s just become her, all about her. Finally!
My breath caught as I remembered the feeling of reaching the peak with her beneath me. When she let go of all her reservations and flew with me. Every sound and gasp she made filled my body, fulfilling the deepest desires within me.
She was extraordinary.
But I didn't know what she was thinking now.
She still clung to me. Somehow, she was pushing away my remaining doubts.
She moaned when I moved. I caressed her bare back. Her body arched towards me. I held her tighter in my embrace.
She didn’t seem to mind. Instead, she pressed tighter to me, wriggling a little, as if she wanted to slide beneath my skin.
Unable to resist, I gently pulled her chin toward me, then kissed her exposed lips. She responded to the kiss, clinging to my lips with her soft ones. Eagerly.
"Are you okay?" I whispered.
"Nuh-uuhhh..." she moaned her lips still chasing after mine before stopping.
"Huh?" I insisted to know.
"Sleepy..." she replied in a small voice. And I couldn’t help my smile. She sounded so cute.
"Is it okay if I stay with you... to sleep beside you?"
Her arms tightened around me. "Don't leave me. You're comfy," she mumbled.
My heart swelled. Even with her messy hair and washed-out makeup, Fae was still beautiful. She had that almost heart-shaped face, an intelligent forehead, fine eyebrows, and thick, black eyelashes. Her nose was straight and her lips naturally red. Fae's fair complexion made her features stand out. She had curious, seeking, big dark eyes that could melt the heart of anyone who looked into them. Above all, she had a very expressive face. Even from a distance, her eyes and lips were easy to see. They defined her face so perfectly, as if they were drawn by a very good artist especially for this.
I knew this intimately because I’d always watched her from afar. I saw her when her forehead was furrowed, when her lips were smiling, whether they were open or closed. Every time she lifted her chin, I felt a pull in my heart and lower abdomen, a desire to kiss those lips. I wanted my lips to pass over her chin and jaw, down to...
I took a deep breath. God, I had such memories of wanting her from afar. Because that was the only time I could look at her like that. I couldn’t do it when she was close. She would notice.
And Carl would, too.
JigoHer eyes were closed now, her long black lashes resting on her smooth skin. Her cheeks were still flushed from our lovemaking.I smiled again. I couldn’t stop. So beautiful and adorably cute.If only she wasn't obsessed with Carl...Don't go there, buddy.But still, I went. What else could I lose? Carl was already married to someone else. It still shocked me, the way the last three days went. But Carl made his bed, and he would soon find out what kind of a bed it was he’s carelessly claimed.The important thing was that Fae was free now, regardless of what I thought about her or what we did together.She didn't move when I carefully let go of our embrace. Her breathing was deep and regular. She had fallen asleep. It took a moment to bring her to my bed. She settled on my blankets and pillows like she belonged. I watched for a moment, enthralled, but I needed to use the bathroom. I got up to leave the bed for a moment.The lamp was still on, providing a soft light to the bed and I
Fae"It was your first time," he said, as if I needed reminding. But he didn't seem upset that I didn't tell him.I breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. Once we started, I just... I just wanted us to have sex."His hand caressed my cheek. "You guarded that for a long time. Was it worth losing it to me?"I laughed softly. "It is," I said with relief. “FYI, I don’t think I lost it. I think… I’ve given it to someone who knows how to take care of it. So, thank you, Jigo.” For setting the standard for me. The real question is—can I find another Jigo? Do I even know how to look? It wasn't like I expected this to continue. It was just a distraction for us both. I still felt giddy about last night. But I wasn't blind about this.He took a deep breath. And I bit my lower lip as I felt movement on the lower part of his body.Oops.Probably what they call morning wood?"You must be feeling sore," he said."A little, but not too much.""Let me see..."And under the blanket, hi
FAEAnd just like that, I was thinking of Carl again. I drew my breath at the assault of pain to my heart. I felt him tense, and it was so small that I could tell myself I was mistaken.But he took both my hands in both of his and raised them over my head until I was arching my breasts to him. He was tall enough that his mouth reached the tips effortlessly, and I was moaning, and he was moaning, his lower torso grinding on the spot between my legs. And I expected to feel soreness there, but how aggressively his mouth and hands were on my upper body was how gentle he was as he rubbed himself to me. He took a moment to take something from a drawer where he took the condom last night. And I thought it was going to be the same. But it was a tube. On his knees between my legs, he put a dollop of clear lube to his palm. And, his eyes on me, he lowered that hand to me.I closed my eyes, overwhelmed by the sensual look on his handsome face and the beginnings of his work to stimulate me furthe
Fae“I’d never lie about this,” Jigo was saying, pinching back my cheek gently."Jigo, that was years ago. You've… really… liked me since then?"He rolled his eyes. "You only have your eyes on him that I have wanted to shake you several times.""Oh… I’m so sorry… but can I say I can almost believe you after that eye roll?” He pinched my cheek harder this time. “Ouch!” I slapped at his hand. “Really. I never felt or noticed anything.""You only had eyes on him. Anything I do for you, you're always wishing he's doing for you.""You... I thought everything you did for me since then were what your grandmama asked you to.""Idiot," he said, lovingly. His grin was so sexy. His eyes were lazy and fondly amused. "But it doesn’t matter. I bet you can see me now."I rolled my eyes at his very confident tones, but my face was flaming up. I could see him. And it was hard to unsee because I honestly didn’t want to. But we were currently teasing each other. And it was something I found I really enj
FAE"Congratulations!"A moment passed before Carl reacted to my greeting. He turned to me, finally. But it was a second too long. I trembled as I waited, conscious of guests watching us at his wedding reception.When I saw his familiar face—my beloved's face—I almost burst into tears. But I couldn't do that. There were too many people around us—his relatives and guests who knew about us and my story, that I'd adored Carl Easton since I was ten.He looked dashing in his three-piece suit, this man whom I'd dreamed of for almost half my life. There was no guilt on his face as he possessively held Sarah's tiny waist. Sarah, his bride, was proudly wearing her white wedding dress for the occasion.And Carl's adoring gaze for his bride—my best friend—finally closed the door between my future and my past.I couldn't love him anymore. I couldn't even say if I ever took a break from my feelings for this man who regarded me with brotherly favor as I grew up. He was my late godfather's son. No,
FAEAbout thirty minutes later, I finally came out of the ladies' restroom, hoping I had successfully covered the marks of my crying bout with makeup and eye drops. I hoped at least I had, because there was nothing I could do about how miserable I looked as I trudged back to the wedding reception.But it was most important to me that I managed to calm myself. I had two more hours to spare before the party ended in the late afternoon. And after that, I could do whatever I wanted.As I got near the doors, I caught myself squaring my shoulders and straightening my back. I took a deep breath. I didn't want to look so defeated because that's not what I was. I could do all that behind closed doors, thank you very much.Right now, I had obligations I had to live through, even if it was the last thing I did. Two hours, that's it. Then I could wallow in my self-pity until the next day.Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a tall man watching me from a distance.I sighed.Jigo, or Spencer Jig
FAEI snickered. It was a secret open to anyone, though it traveled through whispers. Her pitiful friend mooched off of her in between opening her legs to any man who could pay.Then my lips trembled. She was married now to Carl. She didn’t need to do that anymore, right? But he didn’t know. She had supposedly stopped when I took her in. Supposedly.Oh god, I was going to hate myself tomorrow. I would look at my life and see how pathetic it was. How naïve and stupid I was. But that was for tomorrow.Tonight, I just hated my situation. And Tom, for the creepy maniac that he was. Sarah’s sex buddy, the one she sneaked into my condo during the last bar exam review week. God, the unit reeked of sweat and sex, and I had to spring clean the next day.As stressed as I could be, I couldn’t think of sex to de-stress. And if I must? I would un-must if Tom was the last man on Earth to fuck.Oh god. I was drunk. Just thinking of this man and… eww. Akh.Tom and Sarah… and Sarah and Carl.I stopped
Fae"Okay," I whispered to him.I realized then that I had trusted him for as long as I could remember. Even though he was friends with Carl, he wasn't stupid or reckless. When they talked about his misdemeanors, they were just mischievous shenanigans, natural to young, precocious men. If not for his brooding looks, he was more agreeable than any guy I had ever met.Even more than Carl.Why didn't I like him instead?I closed my eyes as he took me from the bar stool into his arms, clinging to him while he lifted me like I was just a sack of cotton.And I liked it. It felt good being taken care of and loved like a little kid. My tears kept falling. Feeling so pitiful and heartbroken, I hid my face on the side of his neck. I raised my eyes when it became quiet around us, only to see we had reached the elevator. I lowered my head, feeling ashamed."Hey...? You awake?" he asked in a soft voice. I made a tiny sound. "Tell me what you're thinking.""You..." I replied, head low. "You know ev
Fae“I’d never lie about this,” Jigo was saying, pinching back my cheek gently."Jigo, that was years ago. You've… really… liked me since then?"He rolled his eyes. "You only have your eyes on him that I have wanted to shake you several times.""Oh… I’m so sorry… but can I say I can almost believe you after that eye roll?” He pinched my cheek harder this time. “Ouch!” I slapped at his hand. “Really. I never felt or noticed anything.""You only had eyes on him. Anything I do for you, you're always wishing he's doing for you.""You... I thought everything you did for me since then were what your grandmama asked you to.""Idiot," he said, lovingly. His grin was so sexy. His eyes were lazy and fondly amused. "But it doesn’t matter. I bet you can see me now."I rolled my eyes at his very confident tones, but my face was flaming up. I could see him. And it was hard to unsee because I honestly didn’t want to. But we were currently teasing each other. And it was something I found I really enj
FAEAnd just like that, I was thinking of Carl again. I drew my breath at the assault of pain to my heart. I felt him tense, and it was so small that I could tell myself I was mistaken.But he took both my hands in both of his and raised them over my head until I was arching my breasts to him. He was tall enough that his mouth reached the tips effortlessly, and I was moaning, and he was moaning, his lower torso grinding on the spot between my legs. And I expected to feel soreness there, but how aggressively his mouth and hands were on my upper body was how gentle he was as he rubbed himself to me. He took a moment to take something from a drawer where he took the condom last night. And I thought it was going to be the same. But it was a tube. On his knees between my legs, he put a dollop of clear lube to his palm. And, his eyes on me, he lowered that hand to me.I closed my eyes, overwhelmed by the sensual look on his handsome face and the beginnings of his work to stimulate me furthe
Fae"It was your first time," he said, as if I needed reminding. But he didn't seem upset that I didn't tell him.I breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. Once we started, I just... I just wanted us to have sex."His hand caressed my cheek. "You guarded that for a long time. Was it worth losing it to me?"I laughed softly. "It is," I said with relief. “FYI, I don’t think I lost it. I think… I’ve given it to someone who knows how to take care of it. So, thank you, Jigo.” For setting the standard for me. The real question is—can I find another Jigo? Do I even know how to look? It wasn't like I expected this to continue. It was just a distraction for us both. I still felt giddy about last night. But I wasn't blind about this.He took a deep breath. And I bit my lower lip as I felt movement on the lower part of his body.Oops.Probably what they call morning wood?"You must be feeling sore," he said."A little, but not too much.""Let me see..."And under the blanket, hi
JigoHer eyes were closed now, her long black lashes resting on her smooth skin. Her cheeks were still flushed from our lovemaking.I smiled again. I couldn’t stop. So beautiful and adorably cute.If only she wasn't obsessed with Carl...Don't go there, buddy.But still, I went. What else could I lose? Carl was already married to someone else. It still shocked me, the way the last three days went. But Carl made his bed, and he would soon find out what kind of a bed it was he’s carelessly claimed.The important thing was that Fae was free now, regardless of what I thought about her or what we did together.She didn't move when I carefully let go of our embrace. Her breathing was deep and regular. She had fallen asleep. It took a moment to bring her to my bed. She settled on my blankets and pillows like she belonged. I watched for a moment, enthralled, but I needed to use the bathroom. I got up to leave the bed for a moment.The lamp was still on, providing a soft light to the bed and I
Fae"Jigo..." I whispered, reacting to what he said."Hmmm...?" he replied softly, his voice hoarse, his eyes attentive, as he began to caress my body.I gasped and buried my head in the pillow. I forgot what I was going to say as I felt his hard flesh, gliding between my thighs, teasingly touching the sensitive area. It was a different kind of sensation. A hot sensation. I never thought it would feel like this. I was all nervous, excited, and so... so curious.And I was on fire."Ohhh... Jigo...!""I know... it feels good, doesn't it?" His head swooped down to kiss my lips with a possessiveness that I couldn't help but feel. And I was kissing him now, a serious business, as our bodies began to mold against each other. My hips lifted and my legs wrapped around his lower torso. I could feel his manhood pressing against the warm space between my thighs. I gasped when I felt his tip slide into my ready wetness, then a little more, and a little more. Hot and hard. Alive. I thought, that w
Fae“Had it never crossed your mind that what you desired with Carl would never come to fruition? Fae, you possessed beauty, intelligence, and all the qualities that could make a man fall for a woman. If he truly had feelings for you, you would have known by now. You would have been together long before he even met Sarah.”Countless tears had streamed down my face, but now I was regaining composure though I still sniffled like a two-year-old in front of him. Jigo fetched water and Tylenol from the kitchen, ensuring I wouldn’t drown in my sorrow if he left my side for a moment. We started to talk. After a quick trip to the bathroom—apparently, even heartbroken souls needed to relieve themselves—I found myself back in Jigo's arms, crying softly now, finding solace in his gentle words because they held the same truth I recognized.And they were comforting."It was embarrassing... at the party," I sniffled. "I hate myself!""Shhh..." Jigo's hand rubbed my back rhythmically, providing comf
Fae"Okay," I whispered to him.I realized then that I had trusted him for as long as I could remember. Even though he was friends with Carl, he wasn't stupid or reckless. When they talked about his misdemeanors, they were just mischievous shenanigans, natural to young, precocious men. If not for his brooding looks, he was more agreeable than any guy I had ever met.Even more than Carl.Why didn't I like him instead?I closed my eyes as he took me from the bar stool into his arms, clinging to him while he lifted me like I was just a sack of cotton.And I liked it. It felt good being taken care of and loved like a little kid. My tears kept falling. Feeling so pitiful and heartbroken, I hid my face on the side of his neck. I raised my eyes when it became quiet around us, only to see we had reached the elevator. I lowered my head, feeling ashamed."Hey...? You awake?" he asked in a soft voice. I made a tiny sound. "Tell me what you're thinking.""You..." I replied, head low. "You know ev
FAEI snickered. It was a secret open to anyone, though it traveled through whispers. Her pitiful friend mooched off of her in between opening her legs to any man who could pay.Then my lips trembled. She was married now to Carl. She didn’t need to do that anymore, right? But he didn’t know. She had supposedly stopped when I took her in. Supposedly.Oh god, I was going to hate myself tomorrow. I would look at my life and see how pathetic it was. How naïve and stupid I was. But that was for tomorrow.Tonight, I just hated my situation. And Tom, for the creepy maniac that he was. Sarah’s sex buddy, the one she sneaked into my condo during the last bar exam review week. God, the unit reeked of sweat and sex, and I had to spring clean the next day.As stressed as I could be, I couldn’t think of sex to de-stress. And if I must? I would un-must if Tom was the last man on Earth to fuck.Oh god. I was drunk. Just thinking of this man and… eww. Akh.Tom and Sarah… and Sarah and Carl.I stopped
FAEAbout thirty minutes later, I finally came out of the ladies' restroom, hoping I had successfully covered the marks of my crying bout with makeup and eye drops. I hoped at least I had, because there was nothing I could do about how miserable I looked as I trudged back to the wedding reception.But it was most important to me that I managed to calm myself. I had two more hours to spare before the party ended in the late afternoon. And after that, I could do whatever I wanted.As I got near the doors, I caught myself squaring my shoulders and straightening my back. I took a deep breath. I didn't want to look so defeated because that's not what I was. I could do all that behind closed doors, thank you very much.Right now, I had obligations I had to live through, even if it was the last thing I did. Two hours, that's it. Then I could wallow in my self-pity until the next day.Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a tall man watching me from a distance.I sighed.Jigo, or Spencer Jig