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Netorare, Part One

By KathRina96 ·
Disclaimer: the following story is fiction. All similarities to people, places, objects, or pets is coincidental and unintentional. That being said, enjoy!


I met Gabriel back when I was in first year college. Not at the school itself, but during my moving phase into the city. See, I came from one of the provinces up north, but I had to move to Manila so I can continue my studies and hopefully get a good job. Y'know, support the family back home. And the family overseas. Or not. Mom isn't really in contact with us anymore when she met that rich Taiwanese guy in Japan around twelve years ago. So it was just me, my dad, and my little brother.

But now I have to leave them, and live here in the big city. Hate that I have to be alone, but I can't exactly take my dad and Timmy over here. We're not exactly rich.

But anyway, back to the topic. Gabriel. Oh, he was a sweet, sweet guy. Just around my own age. We met at the most inconsequential of times.

Near my apartment was a sort of walking bridge spanning a small creek. It was a nice summer day, and the wind was cool and soft. I wore a hat that day to keep the sun off my eyes, and carried a small umbrella to keep the heat off my skin. It was a very idyllic afternoon.

Then the wind picked up, and my umbrella was blown away. The breeze carried it over to the creek, and it landed upside down, fortunately. A rapid set of footsteps suddenly sprang to life behind me, and a person suddenly leapt up and over the bridge barricade. A splash of water later and I found a man not older than me, sitting down on the shallow water, my umbrella safely on his hand.

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"Alam mo, you didn't need to get my umbrella like that." I said, preparing some crab and corn soup for the man that saved my umbrella. "You could've gotten yourself hurt."

Gabriel was in my bathroom, taking a proper bath.

"Eh, di hindi mo ko mapapansin pag di ganun ginawa ko." His voice came muffled, echoing over the sound of the shower.

"Hay nako. Bilisan mo dyan, the soup is almost ready."

Gabriel went out of my bathroom in a towel. He was handsome. So handsome. It's like he glowed too. But that's probably because the afternoon sun shined on his bare chest. I couldn't look at him directly because I was afraid he'd see my increasingly reddening face.

I poured a bowl and set it down on the table. "Here."

Gabriel sat down across from me. "Thanks!" He sniffed the steam and savored the smell.

I watched him take spoonful after spoonful of hot soup straight to his mouth, seemingly untouched by the heat of the meal. Halfway through, he stopped and cleared his throat.

"So, Jean, you said you came here for studies?"

I nodded. "I'm taking up management in the university."

"That's where I'm going too! So, you live alone?"

I nodded again.

"Fair, fair. You be careful ah? Medyo delikado dito pag gabi eh, especially a for pretty lady like yourself."

I blushed so hard when he said that. I looked down and fidgeted with the hem of my dress. I muttered a word of gratitude and stood up, pouring myself some water. In truth, I really just didn't want him to see my scarlet cheeks.

I heard a final clink of a spoon and the apparent noise of a chair's legs being dragged backward. The silent pitter patter of his bare feet. I can feel him close in from behind me, and then he stopped. I turned to face him, only to see him turning his back away from me.

"Well, tuyo na ata yung damit ko. I guess I should get going now."

What the hell? After all that saving and being handsome and shit, he just gets up and leaves?!

"Uhm, G-Gabriel?" I said.

"Yeah?"

My heart thumped against my chest so hard. "Could you stay a bit longer?"

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His mouth rapidly and furiously ran across mine, his hands caressing every curve of my body. My fingers traced every chiseled line on his chest and arms.

I felt his hand graze the top of my left breast, and a soft moan escaped from my lips. "More..." I called.

Our kisses turned into tongue play. And slowly it transformed into him going down, licking my bottom lip. Licking my jawline down to my neck. I let out a gasp as his mouth cupped my nipples.

His tongue playfully circled my areola, and I scrunched up his hair as he sucked and licked both my breasts. A cacophony of moans, gasps, and deep inhales kept echoing from parted lips.

Again he went down, his wet mouth tracing a path of stickiness from my chest down to my pelvis. I felt his nose press against my bush, and his tongue flicking my clit. It was, to simply describe it, electrifying. I kept shaking, and my thighs kept opening and closing around his head. My hands went from my own hair, to his hair, to both my breasts. Every limb and extremity was being shocked by continuous waves of pleasure.

He stopped. I looked down, and our eyes hit. In both our eyes we had that primal lust. I pulled his face up to mine, and immediately ate each other's faces. His member pressed against my mound, which got increasingly wetter and wetter.

"Gabriel... It's my first time..." I muttered, pushing him slightly away so I can say it clearly.

He nodded, and kissed me gently on the lips as he pointed his erection at my entrance.

A slight, slow push.

I felt his cock head enter my pussy.

Ever so deliberately, he slid in. I felt something rip and pain shot straight up to my head. I gasped out.

"Please be gentle..." I moaned.

We kissed torridly. He didn't move inside me. We stayed there in that warm embrace, our mouths and tongues expressing our want for each other. When I felt comfortable, I slowly pushed him inside me, until we were finally one.

Our lips never stopped as he slowly fucked me. It was gentle, loving. It felt like heaven as he pumped in and out, waves of pleasure crashing against rocks of pain. Soon, I was greeting his every thrust with a thrust of my own.

We were both moaning, gyrating on that soft, wet bed. He pulled out of me, turned me on my belly, and started doing me from behind. I turned my head to face him, our lips locked as he went deep inside me and his hands clasped on both my breasts.

Faster, faster, faster he drove me. Harder. Deeper. It was ecstasy. "I'm cumming..." He whispered in my ear. The pumps became more vicious. The pleasure went up tenfold. Until he released me and I felt him release on my back and butt. It felt like it scalded me. Felt like the soup he ate this evening.

"I love you, Jean..." He whispered, getting off of me and laying beside me, his arms and legs wrapping themselves around my sweating body.

"I love you too, Gabriel."

We laid down on the bed and slept soundly through the night.