Surely you jest!
I reach up and take hold of Lailani's hips as I eat her cunt. I feel a mouth descend on my weather vane. I have no way to see whose mouth it is. With the lessons in fellatio that Kaysi has given to Anabel, it's just damned hard to tell them apart by the feel of it. However, there is one thing I am pretty sure of right now. I don't want to cum in a mouth. I would just as soon, cum in Lailani's cunt. My best guess is, that's what she wants too. Since we have already slid from massage into sex party, I don't see why I shouldn't fuck Lailani good and hard.
I guess I have given up trying to understand Anabel's motivation in all these doings. Rather than the wife I thought I knew, she has become a cheerleader for the ravishment of two girls.
I push Lailani off my face, much to her complaints. I remove my wife from my cock, kissing her briefly on the lips. I pull Lailani under me, something she seems completely willing to do, and run my cock deep into her already wet cunt.
Lailani reaches up, grabs me from behind my neck, pulling me down for a prolonged kiss. I am deep inside the girl but not pumping as the kiss continues.
I break the kiss before diving back into another kiss, after looking into the eyes of a girl, who looks at me, as if she is in the ocean and I am the only life preserver. Her arms are pulling me in tight to her. Her lips are pushing against mine. Our tongues are dancing in each others mouths. And then, I start the rhythm of our sexual dance. She lifts her legs up and locks them around my middle. Her mouth searches out my ear. She is nibbling, talking, pleading, gasping. I continue to fuck her straight ahead. I am having a hard time believing the things she is saying. Surely she does not want to stay here. Surely she does not want to be another mistress to me. This can't be true.
I pull out, turn her over on to her knees and enter her cunt from the back, giving Kaysi and Anabel access to her mouth, her tits and her clit. The two girls take advantage, and go after all the above.
Lailani, starts to cum. A few small spasms at first followed by stronger spasms that pinch my pole. Finally, Lailani starts bucking and screaming. I keep slamming into her cunt. The girls are torturing her tits and clit.
I can hold back no longer and make my sticky, milky deposit deep inside the girl. When the hot cum hits her cervix, Lailani blows a gasket and then collapses.
I roll off her and onto my back. Kaysi goes down on me, cleaning my member with her tongue. Anabel goes down on a fully compliant Lailani. I honestly thought Filipinas found girl-girl sex unacceptable. Clearly that is not the case.
I have no idea what to say to Anabel, or to Lailani, and so, I say nothing. I am truly confused. I know what just happened, but not why it just happened. Is someone going to explain it to me?
Lailani snuggles in on one side of me, Kaysi is on the other, Anabel is on the other side of Lailani. Clearly four can fit on the bed in this way, but it will not do for sleeping at night. Lailani, is kissing my neck. Her hands are on my chest. She throws a leg over my legs. We sleep for a couple of hours.
At some point, Kaysi and Anabel get up and leave the bedroom. When I awaken, I am alone with Lailani. I shift positions and she stirs, pulling me tighter to her, kissing my shoulder and caressing my deflated manhood. The caressing causes a gentle but firm inflation, something that Lailani is evidently taking note of, as the caresses become more rhythmic and insistent. Once the girl has estimated that she has achieved sufficient penile strength, her left leg already across mine, she hasn't far to go, to mount me from above, sending my lodestone into a due north position.
Lailani, says nothing as she rides me, in a steady, unhurried fashion. Her head is back a little, eyes are closed, a gentle smile across her partially open lips, her tongue peeking out from between straight and perfectly white teeth. Whatever is going on in her head, it is unknowable to me. I have no idea why she even wants me inside her.
She keeps this up for a long time before rolling us over, so that we are now in missionary position. I remain inside her, and start, at the same tempo, she has been using. I lean in and kiss her, she returns the kiss in equal measure.
Still inside her with no intention of leaving, I pull my head back and ask, Bakit? Why do you want me?
Ray, am I pretty enough for you?
Now what nonsense is this? This girl is beautiful and she must know it. You know better than that! You are amazingly lovely.
Then I can stay?
I am still fucking her and she is asking to stay. This is crazy. It is beyond crazy. Lailani, I am married. You know that. Even if I say yes, it cannot be yes unless Anabel wants you to stay.
She does, Ray. We talk about it days ago. Oh, Ray, that feels so good. Oh Ray! You get bigger, harder! Oh yes! Mmmm!
Why do you want to stay? I don't understand.
Why you have to understand. What you have to do, is love me. You maybe learn to love me, Ray?
My need is urgent now. I lift up a little and start fucking Lailani harder. I lift up her legs, like I have done to Kaysi and Anabel, pounding her cunt hard with each stroke. Lailani is cumming, nonstop. I am fucking nonstop. And then, there is no way to stop the cum, that explodes from my member. Lailani grunts, cums even harder, and settles down, just as I settle down. I have fucked this twenty-year-old twice, in three hours. I still do not really know why.
I get her up, shower with her, dress, and leave the bedroom in search of my wife.
I find her on the terrace. Kaysi is painting Anabel's toenails. Bel, why is this happening? Why does Lailani want to stay here? Why does she want to be mine? Why do I get the feeling that this is all with your encouragement?
You ever going to hit her, Ray?
No, you know that!
You ever going to throw her out on the street?
No...
You going to love her, if I tell you, I want you to love her?
I guess so, Bel. But why do you want me to love her?
Because she needs you and I not worried you leave me.
Why does she need me?
Same reason Kaysi needs you. She make bad choices with men. Lots of bad men, not many good ones.
OK, OK, say she stays. How do we handle the bedroom arrangements?
You leave that to us, Ray. It will be OK.
OK, she stays. I will go tell her right now but, Bel, this is way beyond crazy.
You angry with me, Ray?
No, but I am really confused by you. I don't understand what is happening.
It's OK, Ray. Trust me. It's OK.
I find Lailani in the back room. She looks up at me. She looks apprehensive. Is she afraid I will tell her to go? I extent my hand to her recumbent form, and bring her to her feet and into my arms. If I take you, you are here forever. Would you like some time to think about what that will mean for you?
Will you take me?
Yes.
I don't need any time. I am ready. Am I yours now, truly? You not send me away, ever?
I will never send you away. You are mine. Lailani, you are now equal to Anabel, and Kaysi. I will not place one above another.
Ray, I would like to kiss you, a good long kiss and then I have two questions, OK?
OK. And with that Lailani kisses me in a way that is far from sexual, but thrilling to the heart as it can be. Her hands are in my hair, her lips all over my face. Lailani's happiness is brimming out of her body as water sprays from a fountain. It cannot be contained.
OK, so the first question. Can I look for work?
Of course! Why do you think I would say no?
Because HE said no!
Ah, OK. Next?
Can my sister come to stay with us?
Where is she now?
She stay in the province with my Tita, but Tita want her to leave, they have no money. I will support my sister with salary I earn from work, Ray. Can she stay with me?
How old is she?
Fifteen.
She will have to switch schools if she comes here.
Hindi1, she not in school.
What will she do if she is here?
She will be a maid.
Well, she can come, but we do not need a maid.
She can? You let her come here?
Yes. Lailani, how far did she get in school?
Grade 6 only.
So too young to work, too old to go back to school.
Yes, Sir.
Have you spoken to Anabel about this?
No, Sir.
You know, Lailani, if she comes here, even though she is fifteen, there is a possibility that she will end up in my bed? Do you understand that?
Sir?
Yes?
I am hoping that it happen!
Why? Why Lailani?
It better than anything that happen to her if she not come here. That why. Can we go and get her soon?
Yes, I can go as soon as tomorrow. Where is she exactly? And Lailani gives me the exact details. We will need to leave at about 6AM but we can do the trip in one day. I tell Lailani that we had better explain what is going on to Anabel and Kaysi right away.
She takes my hand as if she is a little girl walking with her parent, a half a step behind and head down a little. It is not that she is embarrassed to be with me. Maybe it is that I will be asking a favor as it were from the other adults for her benefit and she feels a little awkward. Maybe it's that she is being presented as mine now and she is a little shy about that. I am only guessing.
OK, Bel, we are now officially a family. However, there is a wrinkle that needs to be resolved.
What that?
Lailani's sister. She evidently needs to be with Lailani. I am going to get the girl tomorrow.
Lailani, is this Miafe? She the one you say you miss?
Oo, Ate. Talaga.
Bel, the girl is fifteen, and has not been in school for three years.
OK, we will figure something out. When are you going tomorrow?
I tell her, Six.
Does Miafe have a cell number?
Hindi, Ate.
OK, we will throw in a bag in the pickup, with some clothing in case you two must spend the night somewhere.
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When I am ready to go to bed, Anabel informs me that she has started her “red days2,” and will take the back room. I will be with Kaysi and Lailani tonight. This is the first time I have not been with Anabel and the concept that she should not be with me at this time of the month seems like a flimsy excuse to me.
For Lailani, it is a special night. She is in the master bedroom with me. However, I have asked Kaysi to bring her to orgasm. I will be a spectator. If I will be in anyone tonight, it will be Kaysi. But as fate has it, we are all just tired, and I need to be up very early in the morning. We all just sleep. Sometimes, sex just is not on the menu.
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The trip, to get Miafe, is long and the roads are not so good. It takes six hours of driving and I am exhausted. It has been raining most of the day and we get word that one of the roads we have traveled over has had a washout after we passed it. I gather that we will be able to get through tomorrow but we would hit it at nightfall if we try to return today with the likelihood that we would not get through anyway.
On the way, I am asking Lailani about her life from as early as she can remember right up to when she ended up at our gate, a bloody mess. I have learned a great deal. Lailani has no fallback alternatives. She is, as it were, on a tightrope without a net. She has nowhere to 'land' except for us. Yes, she could launch herself from our 'pad' out into the world again but then she will still be without 'a net.' So the question I had previously of why an amazingly lovely and young woman would glom on to us, has something of an answer.
When we get to where we are going, it is not even the Sitio of the Barangay, it is just a wide spot in a road with a cluster of squatter shacks. There are about twenty abodes from what I can see, and the residents are all interrelated, from what Lailani tells me. We go on a meet and greet with a bunch of folks, but I am at a loss to figure out the familial relationships or even the names.
It becomes clear that Lailani will sleep with her sister at her Tita's but that I need other accommodations. There are no public conveniences here. Instead, another family announces that I will stay with them tonight. It means sleeping on a cement or dirt floor, with a sheet of some type between me and the ground. It is not going to be comfortable, but there are no options.
But a supper meal comes first, and our arrival is seen as a reason for a party. It is painfully clear to me that this is causing a financial strain on these folks. With the pesos I am carrying, I am able to give our hosts enough money to put on what they are considering a real feast. All I have to spend is ₱2,000 for all to think that I have robbed a bank. The food tastes great.
Throughout the supper feast, I have a bevy of teen and preteen girls just hanging around me. I swear, the other females all have babes in arms and are taken. These younger ones all look at me as if they have met the match of their lives. If I smile at one, the only thing that happens is she moves a little closer to me, and maintains a big grin on her young face. These aren't all beauty queens, but none are ugly, and the harsh years that will ravage them have not yet stolen their youthful vigor.
Night and sleep come early. I am settled in for the night at eight, on a cement floor, with the benefit of a real pillow, and a sadly dilapidated comforter underneath me. I am in one of the bigger shacks. This one must hold at least fifteen people strewn around the three rooms inside. I am settled in, as well as I can be. I am more than a little bit restless on the hard surface, when one new person settles next to me, and then so does another. In a matter of no more than fifteen minutes, I have three of the young girls, making my sleeping area, into their own.
In another fifteen minutes, they are draped over me, kissing me and making sure that I have a woody. I am 'sleeping' with my shorts on, but the girls remove them. There is a bit of jostling, before a girl, who I was told this afternoon is eleven, climbs on top of me and spears herself on my cock.
I am both terrified and sexually excited. Terrified to think what will happen to me if the adults in this shack discover what I am doing. Sexually excited, being reasonably sure I have just taken the virginity of this young girl and am enjoying what must be the tightest pussy I have ever been inside. The excitement keeps me hard, but the terror keeps me from cumming.
The eleven-year-old eventually becomes sore enough that she climbs off, but I am not safe, as a fourteen-year-old climbs on. I don't think I have taken this one's hymen. But she is a good fuck and we go at it for a while before she climbs off and a twelve-year-old climbs on, except she doesn't exactly climb on unassisted. It is dark but there is some illumination, I am on my back, my woody is waving in the wind, and one of the nursing mothers, places this twelve-year-old on my cock. That is enough to put my head and my balls in a very different place. I am no longer terrified. I want to paint this child's cunt with cum. She is actually a cute girl. I start assisting her in the fucking, but also reach out and pull the mother toward me. I pull up her loose blouse and bring one of her milk filled tits to my mouth, and start fingering the mother's cunt, as I fuck the young girl, whom I assume is her daughter. The mother cums on my hand, and I send my cum deep in the daughter.
I rest up a bit, but an hour later I am hard again. I pull the eleven-year-old, under me with the intention to fuck her good, but she is too sore. I roll off the girl and look around. Another mother is looking at me. I think, sure, I'll fuck her, and I nod to her. She comes over to me, but she is not alone. She has brought her daughter with her. The girl can't be more than ten. She literally hands me the girl. I pull the shift, the little one is wearing, off her. I am not sure she's big enough to fuck. I pull the mother next to me and kiss her. She is more than happy to kiss back. But then she positions her daughter on my cock. The mother must have slicked the child up with Vaseline because I do get inside without tearing the girl up, other than obliterating the hymen. I am fucking the daughter and kissing the mother. I finger fuck the mom, as my cock has her daughter on my pole, like a piece of meat on a shish-kabob. But the child becomes sore before I can cum. I take the daughter off my manhood and rolling the mother over, fuck her ass hard until I cum a load in the woman.
I am so exhausted, I sleep through the rest of the night, without incident. In the morning I dress and meet up with Lailani, who asks, Ray, did you get any sleep, or did they keep you fucking all night?
You knew?
Yes, of course. I told Miafe, she had to wait and let the other girls have you last night. She will get you when we get home. She was unhappy she had to wait but it was only fair! But before you go, Tita, wants you to stop by and see her! I think she want some too.
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