TRIGGER WARNING: SPG | SEX SCENE
Santa Maria DeograciaEverything seems like a blur that night. It’s like a dream—no, more like a nightmare. The only thing I can focus on, is his burning touch and his ruthless eyes that seem to pierce through my very soul. I feel like I signed a deal with a devil and giving myself to him is the payment. A small sum for my greed to even wish for my lowly self to live. I feel like all my senses are alive, as he made me feel all the pleasures I never imagined I would ever experience, I almost couldn’t handle it. I feel like I’m in ecstasy as my loud moans filled all the corners of the room. I couldn’t believe this man’s fingers would drive me insane. I feel like I’m losing myself, ready to abide by his every command. “You whore, are you that excited?” he grinned as his fingers continued flicking on my gspot. I lost count of how many times I reached orgasms but I can feel my femininity throbbing for his every touch. I feel so damped down there. So wet for him and only him, I’m getting more and more greedy. I wanted more of him. Akala ko ay nasa r***k na ako ng langit, ngunit tila ba ay nalula ako nang kanyang buksan ang zipper ng kanyang pantalon at ilihis ang boxers na suot. Nasampal pa ako ng kahabaang tila ba sawang bigla na lamang lumabas sa kanyang lungga at handa na akong tuklawim.Napalunok ako at napatitig doon. T*ngina! Kaya ko ba yan?! Baka diyan ako mamatay jusko!“Put this on your mouth, whore,” mariing giit niya habang idinudoldol ang kahabaan sa bibig kong nagpalunok lamang sa akin saka napapikit na unti unting ipinasok iyon sa bibig ko. Hindi pa ako nangangalahati ay halos mapapikit ako dahil umabot na ito sa ngala-ngala ko. ‘You can handle this Sam! If you still haven't given up on living, then you must satisfy this devil!’ paalala ko sa aking sarili. I saw how his lips formed a wicked grin as he pushed my head continuously and slammed it into his thick manhood. I almost couldn’t breathe as tears fell from my eyes. I gagged, but despite the discomfort, the sight of him looking up, biting his lip with a low moan, stirred an unfamiliar desire within me. A hidden facet of myself emerged, yearning to please him further.I want to pleasure him more.When he released his grip, I took a moment to breathe, then using my tongue, I sensually traced from his balls to the tip, engulfing him with a fervor that seemed boundless.“You’re driving me insane. . .” he gritted his teeth.Pinunasan ko ang labi ko at sinalubong ang nagbabagang mga titig niya. His gaze darkened even more as he effortlessly lifted me, pinning me against the wall, my legs draped over his shoulders. My eyes widened when all of a sudden, he buried his face into my damped femininity, all wet for him. He started digging in as if it was his last meal. Having his fill like there is no tomorrow. My body arched with ecstasy as he expertly toyed with my senses. "Oh, Maria," he breathed, locking eyes and sending shivers through me. His fingers tightened around my legs, his touch weaving a sinful spell that scorched me with a twisted pleasure.In a breathy voice, I questioned, "How did you know my name?""Maria..." he uttered again, each syllable dripping with a seductive allure. Hell, I'd never appreciated my name until it rolled off his tongue. My fingertips traced the stubble on his face, moving up to his lips, my eyes laden with desire. All my life, I never once felt that I am truly a woman as much as he made me feel tonight. . . Curiosity lingering, I inquired, "What is your name?" eliciting a grin from him."Hellion," he introduced himself."Hellion and Maria," he chuckled coldly. "Quite a fitting match, aren't we?" The resonance of our names entwined, forging a connection steeped in an intriguing darkness.Matapos niyang sabihin iyon ay muli niya akong inihiga sa malambot na kama saka itinutok na sa pagkababae ko ang kahabaan niya na bahagyang nagpalunok sa akin. ‘Sh*t! This it pancit!’ I thought. “Buka, Maria,” utos niyang nagpakagat labi sa akin saka unti unting ibinuka ang binti ko dahilan upang tumambad muli sa kanya ang bukana ng pagkababae kong basang basa na. I want him even more. Even if he breaks me. . . “Ruin me Hellion. . .” I whispered. I saw how amusement and lust filled his eyes that moment. “I will, Maria. . .” he grinned as his face went closer. I closed my eyes and felt his lips touch my neck, up to my lips, nose, eyes and went back to my lips. It’s addicting. “So cry for me more,” he chucked. Slowly his thick hard wood entered my body. Napaungol ako sa sakit na idinulot nito sa akin. Para bang nahahati ako sa gitna at unti unting pinupunit dahilan upang tahimik na lamang akong mapahikbi kasabay ng masaganang luhang umagos mula sa aking mga mata. Hellion grinned in satisfaction as he started moving inside me. Stopping my sobs with his electrifying kisses. Ang kaninang sakit ay unti-unting napalitan ng sarap. At ang nga hikbi ko ay naging malalakas na ungol na pumuno sa apat na sulok ng silid na aming kinalalagyan ngayon. “Hellion! Hellion!” I moaned his name like I’m cheering for him with sheer pleasure visible on my voice. I want more, I feel like I’m being sucked into a different dimension. “That’s right. . . Moan for my name like it’s the only thing you can say,” he murmured in my ear, his teeth grazing my neck as his hands explored my body. “You’re my possession now, Maria. . . Your body, your mind, your soul. . . Everything that is yours, belongs to me now. . .” he added.“Yes... I'm entirely yours, Hellion," I responded, lost in a haze of desire, unaware of the depth of surrender I had just embraced.A sense of enchantment enveloped me, as if I were under a dark spell, willingly poised to obey his every command. The allure of his presence compelled me, an irresistible force binding me to a destiny cloaked in shadows.Little did I realize that in that moment, I had willingly plunged myself into the clutches of the devil.Bahala na bukas. . .You can reach me here: Facebook: Andrea Nicole C. TirañaSecond acc: Peculiar LullabyFB Page: Drei Drei's Watty Instagram: iam_dreiiii ***DISCLAIMER:The characters, businesses, events, and incidents described in this story are purely fictional and products of the author's imagination, unless otherwise stated. Any resemblance to real-life people, living or deceased, or actual events is entirely coincidental and unintended. 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THEY say scars tell stories, and as I traced the jagged line etched across my skin, I knew mine was a tale woven with shattered dreams and relentless heartache. Each curve and crevice held a memory, a reminder of the battles fought and the strength it took to survive."Mommy, are you done yet?" my sweet little angel called out from outside the bathroom, their voice carrying a mixture of impatience and excitement. I couldn't help but chuckle at their eagerness.Muli ay napatingin ako sa aking imahe sa salamin at ngiting hinaplos ang peklat sa aking puson bago nagpasyang lumabas sa banyo. I took a moment to compose myself before stepping out into the warm glow of the room. The soft carpet under my bare feet provided a comforting sensation as I made my way towards my child's voice.Sometimes, I can't help but feel like a character in a poorly written story, destined to endure a multitude of tragedies along a dark path, full of thorns. It's as if the world conspired to test me, throwing o
Santa Maria DeograciaIF life were a lottery, I am undoubtedly a—one unfortunate soul. Trapped and chained within the confines of this dreary existence and the more I try to leave, the more I am getting sucked into it. I feel like I am tied down here, destined to wither away in this suffocating existence. No matter how diligently I strive to seek out opportunities, they seem to mockingly dance just beyond my reach.Oh, how I envy those my age who have dozens of opportunities awaiting them to grab at any moment.The world seems unjustly biased against me.Para bang kahit anong pilit kong umahon sa kahirapan ay mayroon namang mabigat na bagay na pilit na humahatak sa akin pababa upang lalo akong malugmok sa kung nasaan ako. Ang sabi nila ay makontento na lang ako dahil sa araw-araw na ginawa ng diyos ay mayroon akong bubong na matitirahan, tubig na maiinom at mayroon ding makakain. Ngunit paano ako makukuntento kung ang bubong ay tumutulo at lumilipad sa tuwing tag ulan. Kung ang tubig
Santa Maria DeograciaI HAD no idea what my friends are up to. Nagulat na lang ako dahil pagkaligong pagkaligo ko ay tinangay na ako ng mga ito papunta kung saan. Mula sa Rizal ay Isang oras din kaming bumiyahe at alas sais na nang makarating sa nasabing condo unit ni Genevieve sa Taguig. Bukod kasi sa byahe ay kumain pa kami kung saan saan sa loob ng BGC. Nakakalula ang mga gusali sa lugar at napakalinis pa. Feeling ko ay nakakahiya ang ayos kong galing lamang sa Tiangge kumpara sa mga nakakasalubong naming kanina na puro mamahaling designer brands ang suot. Hindi naman ito ang unang beses kong lumuwas ng maynila dahil ilang beses din akong naglayas sa amin sa tuwing may hindi kami pagkakaunawaan ni Nanay. Ang alam lang ng mga ito ay sa apartment ako ni Genevieve tumutuloy. Hindi nga alam ng mga ito kung gaano kayaman ang mga kaibigan ko. Hindi ko na binanggit dahil pepestehin lamang ng mga ito ang tatlo. Hindi ko pa din alam kung ano talagang plano ng mga ito para sa kaarawan ko
(Trigger Warning: Violence)Santa Maria Deogracia"MGA P*tangina niyo!" tili ko sa gitna ng malakas na tugtugin. "Sssh!" Annabelle hushed. "Huy Santa Maria! Bawal magmura, bad yan," ngisi nitong ikinahalakhak nina Genevieve at Chuckie. Ako naman ay nakatakip ang kamay sa aking mga mata ngunit may iniwang siwang upang pasimpleng mapanood ko ang pagtatanghal sa mini stage ng VIP room na kinuha nila para sa ika labing-walong kaarawan ko. Syempre, kunwari ay shy type ako noh. In the spotlight, five impeccably built men command the stage, clad in nothing but the signature attire of the macho dancers I had frequently glimpsed on television. Shet alam kong baliw ang mga kaibigan ko pero hindi ko akalaing ganito ang trip nila sa debut ko!Nakakabingi ang tilian ng tatlong baliw habang bigay na bigay sa pagsasayaw ang mga macho dancers. Lumapit pa si Chuckie sa stage upang makipag landian sa mga ito na halos ikasuka ko dahil nakuha pa niyang dilaan ang pawis na pawis na abs ng isa sa mga
TRIGGER WARNING: SPG | SEX SCENESanta Maria DeograciaEverything seems like a blur that night. It’s like a dream—no, more like a nightmare. The only thing I can focus on, is his burning touch and his ruthless eyes that seem to pierce through my very soul. I feel like I signed a deal with a devil and giving myself to him is the payment. A small sum for my greed to even wish for my lowly self to live. I feel like all my senses are alive, as he made me feel all the pleasures I never imagined I would ever experience, I almost couldn’t handle it. I feel like I’m in ecstasy as my loud moans filled all the corners of the room. I couldn’t believe this man’s fingers would drive me insane. I feel like I’m losing myself, ready to abide by his every command. “You whore, are you that excited?” he grinned as his fingers continued flicking on my gspot. I lost count of how many times I reached orgasms but I can feel my femininity throbbing for his every touch. I feel so damped down there. So we
(Trigger Warning: Violence)Santa Maria Deogracia"MGA P*tangina niyo!" tili ko sa gitna ng malakas na tugtugin. "Sssh!" Annabelle hushed. "Huy Santa Maria! Bawal magmura, bad yan," ngisi nitong ikinahalakhak nina Genevieve at Chuckie. Ako naman ay nakatakip ang kamay sa aking mga mata ngunit may iniwang siwang upang pasimpleng mapanood ko ang pagtatanghal sa mini stage ng VIP room na kinuha nila para sa ika labing-walong kaarawan ko. Syempre, kunwari ay shy type ako noh. In the spotlight, five impeccably built men command the stage, clad in nothing but the signature attire of the macho dancers I had frequently glimpsed on television. Shet alam kong baliw ang mga kaibigan ko pero hindi ko akalaing ganito ang trip nila sa debut ko!Nakakabingi ang tilian ng tatlong baliw habang bigay na bigay sa pagsasayaw ang mga macho dancers. Lumapit pa si Chuckie sa stage upang makipag landian sa mga ito na halos ikasuka ko dahil nakuha pa niyang dilaan ang pawis na pawis na abs ng isa sa mga
Santa Maria DeograciaI HAD no idea what my friends are up to. Nagulat na lang ako dahil pagkaligong pagkaligo ko ay tinangay na ako ng mga ito papunta kung saan. Mula sa Rizal ay Isang oras din kaming bumiyahe at alas sais na nang makarating sa nasabing condo unit ni Genevieve sa Taguig. Bukod kasi sa byahe ay kumain pa kami kung saan saan sa loob ng BGC. Nakakalula ang mga gusali sa lugar at napakalinis pa. Feeling ko ay nakakahiya ang ayos kong galing lamang sa Tiangge kumpara sa mga nakakasalubong naming kanina na puro mamahaling designer brands ang suot. Hindi naman ito ang unang beses kong lumuwas ng maynila dahil ilang beses din akong naglayas sa amin sa tuwing may hindi kami pagkakaunawaan ni Nanay. Ang alam lang ng mga ito ay sa apartment ako ni Genevieve tumutuloy. Hindi nga alam ng mga ito kung gaano kayaman ang mga kaibigan ko. Hindi ko na binanggit dahil pepestehin lamang ng mga ito ang tatlo. Hindi ko pa din alam kung ano talagang plano ng mga ito para sa kaarawan ko
Santa Maria DeograciaIF life were a lottery, I am undoubtedly a—one unfortunate soul. Trapped and chained within the confines of this dreary existence and the more I try to leave, the more I am getting sucked into it. I feel like I am tied down here, destined to wither away in this suffocating existence. No matter how diligently I strive to seek out opportunities, they seem to mockingly dance just beyond my reach.Oh, how I envy those my age who have dozens of opportunities awaiting them to grab at any moment.The world seems unjustly biased against me.Para bang kahit anong pilit kong umahon sa kahirapan ay mayroon namang mabigat na bagay na pilit na humahatak sa akin pababa upang lalo akong malugmok sa kung nasaan ako. Ang sabi nila ay makontento na lang ako dahil sa araw-araw na ginawa ng diyos ay mayroon akong bubong na matitirahan, tubig na maiinom at mayroon ding makakain. Ngunit paano ako makukuntento kung ang bubong ay tumutulo at lumilipad sa tuwing tag ulan. Kung ang tubig
THEY say scars tell stories, and as I traced the jagged line etched across my skin, I knew mine was a tale woven with shattered dreams and relentless heartache. Each curve and crevice held a memory, a reminder of the battles fought and the strength it took to survive."Mommy, are you done yet?" my sweet little angel called out from outside the bathroom, their voice carrying a mixture of impatience and excitement. I couldn't help but chuckle at their eagerness.Muli ay napatingin ako sa aking imahe sa salamin at ngiting hinaplos ang peklat sa aking puson bago nagpasyang lumabas sa banyo. I took a moment to compose myself before stepping out into the warm glow of the room. The soft carpet under my bare feet provided a comforting sensation as I made my way towards my child's voice.Sometimes, I can't help but feel like a character in a poorly written story, destined to endure a multitude of tragedies along a dark path, full of thorns. It's as if the world conspired to test me, throwing o
You can reach me here: Facebook: Andrea Nicole C. TirañaSecond acc: Peculiar LullabyFB Page: Drei Drei's Watty Instagram: iam_dreiiii ***DISCLAIMER:The characters, businesses, events, and incidents described in this story are purely fictional and products of the author's imagination, unless otherwise stated. Any resemblance to real-life people, living or deceased, or actual events is entirely coincidental and unintended. Please be advised that this this book contains mature content and is intended for audiences aged 18 years and above. The story deals with sensitive issues such as violence, mature scenes, and language that may not be suitable for all readers. Please be advised that if you are sensitive to such content or if it may go against your personal beliefs, it is recommended that you do not read this book. The author assumes no responsibility for any discomfort or offense caused while reading this story. By proceeding to read, you acknowledge that you are of legal age an