A marriage proposal - expanded

Well, at least I eventually get to finish my lunch! As I finish my plate, Maricris clears the table. I am not allowed to do that it seems. Before I can get up, seriously pregnant at six months, Lyla is under the table, between my legs, unzipping my fly and pulling the family pride from inside the boxers. She is not kneeling on the hard tile floor, but squatting as, it seems, Asians like to do. I swear, it would blow my knees out!

Well, anyway, I was not hard when she started, but my member is responding to the attention. Maricris seems oblivious to her daughter's activities, or is just being downright ornery. She is leaning against the table by me, stoking my hair and talking to me. You think Lillian allows this with Iay and her asawa?

Now I am in a pickle. Do I engage in conversation or in the activities below deck? Can I do both? I suspect not. I look up at Maricris, Wait a minute or two, please. And refocus on the more rigid issue. Lyla is doing a yeoman’s job considering she has no access to my balls, ass or anything other than old glory. The suction is intense and I am enjoying it immensely, though I suspect this could go on until her jaws tire. Maricris has other plans. She comes to the side of me and licks my ear. You want me pregnant too, Lewis? Yes? You want all us pregnant? You want Iay to lick Lillian and teach her to be a better wife? Maybe I tell Iay to do that! Maybe I stop taking my pills and get pregnant. I think yes, I have your child Lewis. But cum in Lyla's mouth now, Mahal. Give her your cum. Make my Lyla your second wife. Give her a special ring, just like you give Noime. You do that, I give you a baby, Mahal. Maricris bites my earlobe, hard. Damn! I am cumming in her daughter's mouth. I grab Maricris's head and pull her in for a real serious kiss and then, pulling her head back, Maricris, you know damned well I can only marry one woman.

No, the Datu say you can marry more.

The Datu is a Muslim and I am not Muslim. The law permitting many wives is for Muslims only.

Ah, Mahal, the Philippine law is for Christians, Yes?

Well, yes, it was written by and for a Catholic Country.

And you are not Christian! See?

There are many who do not go to a church, Maricris. That does not mean all are exempt from the law.

This is true, but you were born to another faith! Yes?

Yes.

And I read in the bible that your people had many wives.

Yes, but that was a long time ago.

Where in your bible do it say, 'no more to many wives'?

Nowhere. It was a decision by a Rabbi, many years ago.

A Rabbi can overrule the bible?

Huh, good question, but what does that got to do with me and here?

If Philippine law is for Christians, and you are not Christian, then the law says we respect the values of other religions. It is in our Charter! I look and see it!

Section 5 only says that the government will not discriminate based on religion nor create a State Religion. That is all it says.

Then why Muslims allowed? See, you not understand this!

So you are saying that based on my religion, I can have a second wife?

Yes and many more!

Good luck getting the courts here to recognize that!

We do it. I speak to Datu and he speak to the head of the LCR¹ and he say if Judge Ampatuan say it OK, he will issue the license and the Judge will marry you. Then the NSO² may complain, but if she over 18 when you marry, what they do?

I see. Interesting plan. I wonder how badly Noime will freak out when she hears this!

I will have Rez speak with her Mahal. It will be OK. I promise.

Maricris, I have not agreed to this yet.

It OK Lewis, you will! Hehe. You will marry Angeli and Lyla and Noime, and maybe me if you give me a baby. And at that moment, Lyla who is still sub-table, pulls my now flaccid member back into her mouth and sucks hard. Oh God that feels good.

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I am back at my desk, trying to commit all this to writing, before I lose track of, what has happened and when.

Damn it all. There seems to be a law of control. The more women you fuck, the less control of your life you have!

I am still writing three hours later when my cell phone chimes a call. It is Scotty.

Hey man, look I appreciate your willingness to allow us to stay, man, and you are a good guy. Just want you to know. It's not needed now. Everything is cool here.

Oh? Good for you.

Yeh man, don't know why, but Lillian and me are OK now. So catch you later!

So, yes, now is a good time to rock the boat a little more for Lillian and Scotty. I seem to have developed a serious case of dyspepsia for them as a couple. I will ask Rez to do as Maricris suggests. Let's see what happens when Iay tries to get to Lilian's cunt. Let's see how far we can push this. I firmly believe they were part of the reason Ann was gone for so long. And her absence may be why she died. I just can't see past that and let bygones be bygones.

I am sitting here, re-reading all this I have written about what Maricris wants me to do about marriage. If I do it, I am going to be bringing unwanted attention to me and my family. I understand her desire for both finality to our union, and to have Lyla's child, some two years hence, gain my name, and not be listed as a bastard on the birth record. I also understand that if I get Maricris pregnant, I will have to relent and elevate Angeli back to at least a coequal position with Maricris as female heads of the household. It just seems far too exotic a play, for us. I am not convinced it is a smart move. In fact, I think it is a dumb idea. And as I assure myself that I am right on this matter, Lyla sashay's in to my work area, slides under the desk and lowers my zipper.

Lyla, this is because you want me to marry you. If I do marry you, you will never do this again!

The girl stops, removes my member from her mouth, taking it in two warm hands. Lyla addresses me with some authority in her clear voice. She is looking directly at me, making eye contact. Lewis, I read that I am what I eat. Yes? I also read that what I eat has meaning for the little one inside me. I think that must be correct. So for every little one I will have of yours, I will feed on your cum. Keep me with child and I never stop this. We will have many children Lewis. This is why we must be married. And Lyla returns to the task of feeding her fetus. Damn, I may have to rethink this again!

Lyla is taking me deeper than she ever has before. Has she been getting coaching from Angeli? This pregnant sixteen-year-old beauty is smashing her chin against the bottom of my zipper. She is taking me as far down her throat as possible. The heat, the tightness of the throat as my member passes in and out of it, can't be adequately described. I have only cum four hours ago but the tightness in my balls is signaling a second curtain call. Lyla seems to be sensing this and the pace of her bobbing head quickens. I blow my load deep down her throat. I am spent. I look up to see that we have an audience. Noime is looking on intently.

Good evening Noime.

Magandang gabi,³ Lewis! Having a nice day?

Yes it seems so. How was school?

Not nearly as good as this! Lyla, you make me crazy! Why you do this?

I must feed the baby, little sister. This is good for the one inside me.

Ha! You think I believe that? Do not forget, Lewis marries me, not you.

Lewis marries all of us. We all his wives, you will see.

That is crazy talk. It not possible!

Nanay say Datu tell her it so.

Ganun?

Talaga!

Lewis, this true?

Noime, I do not know. I just hear this today and have no opinion. What do you think? If – and I do mean “if” it is true – does it make you sad or happy?

It mean you can marry Angeli and Maricris and me?

It might, if it is true.

Then it is a good thing. Especially Angeli, I think.

I see. Well, I need to think about this more and we need to talk about what other things might happen if we try this.

What you mean?

I will explain later. But if it is true, Lyla also wants to be a wife. How does that make you feel?

If we both wifes, [I know it should be wives, but that's not what she said!] then OK.

Good! Little sister, come down here.

I am still hanging out of my shorts and boxers. My dick is limp as it ever gets as the two start taking turn sucking on it. Girls, you are not going to get me hard again. Lyla, you just got all my cum. Both of you know that.

Lyla, who is not sucking me at the moment answers, Lewis, it still feels good, right?

Yes, Lyla, it feels good.

So stop telling us what we already know.

There is no reason to say anything more with Noime consuming my entire limp member in her mouth. I just relax and enjoy the feeling for a while. Eventually my member is put back inside my boxers and the shorts are zipped up in time for supper.

The supper table is a noisy affair tonight. There is ongoing talk about a polygamist marriage. There is also word via Angeli that Gina's parents are coming over for supper tomorrow. There is a lot of giggling around this. I ask to be clued in as to the cause of this merriment. It seems that now that Gina is permanently gone from their home, they both are missing the threesomes. Talk starts centering around who might be a good fit for them. Moon asks, Why just one. I mean I know it was three of them before, but why not four? Why not a mother and daughter?

That is a good question and elicits much further comment and consideration. I stay out of it, but my girls all seem to be cupids in the making. The conversation meanders. After a long desultory discussion on the matter of fixing up Gina's parents, Rez asks, Sir, how many of us will you marry?

I am not saying I agree with Maricris's crazy theory about this, but if it is possible, how many of you want to marry me? The total is six with Joy2x and Analyn abstaining. I will think about this.

After supper, Angeli, Maricris and I sit down with Rez and ask her help in communicating with Iay regarding a plan. Rez agrees to do this when she sees Iay at school tomorrow. As Rez leaves, to get ready for bed, Maricris asks, Lewis, it is time for me to start my monthly pills. Yes or no?

Do you mean should you try to get pregnant so that I will marry you too?

Yes!

Maricris, I am not sure, it's a good idea to stop taking the pills.

Angeli has been silent on the matter until now, Tell her 'yes' to not take the pills, Lewis. I want to be your wife too. Please tell her yes.

Angeli, in truth I would like to do this too. I am afraid about what happens when we try it. Bad things may come of it.

Say Yes to her, Lewis. Ann should not be a bastard. You know this. You know your Ann would not want little Ann to be illegitimate.

Damn, she knows how to play trump at just the right time.

Yes, Yes. Yes, Angeli. Yes, Maricris, no more pills.

That got me a big kiss from Maricris and then a big one from Angeli, who asks, That mean I am your girl, same as before, but with Maricris this time?

Yes, Angeli, yes.

Good! Lewis, we all your wives now, you know this.

Well, not all, Angeli.

What? Who not?

Really? Oh my! Angeli, you know damned well! It's Joy2x and Analyn.

Maybe. We see. We see, Lewis. Joy2x say that so she not lose Analyn. Maricris and I think, Analyn not belong here.

It's a little late to figure that out now. Joy2x is in love with her.

Yes, but Maricris think Analyn will want to leave and Joy2x will let her go. She will not leave you.

That does not sound like an event to look forward to. I hope there is a different resolution.

Maybe...Lewis, who you be with tonight?

Moon. Alone.

I get two kisses and they are off to clean up what was left to deal with in the kitchen.

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Father, why you want me alone tonight?

A number of reasons. Is it OK with you to be here tonight? You want to go back to your own room?

No! No, I no mean that! I just not understand. I never alone with you anymore. Something is different.

Moon, I love you and want to make love with you tonight. But I also want you to have a life with a boy your age. I may be a father who makes love to his daughter, but I also am a father who wants his daughter to have a happy life. I know you say you want me to marry you. But Moon, I will always be a father to you. You don't have to marry me.

I know that, Father. You always say that. But you will marry me if I want it?

Moon...think about it a...

Will you marry me, Father?

Moon...

Father, will you marry me?

Yes.

Good! Oh Good! Now, Father, fuck me good tonight.

Moon, tonight, I will make you cum, and we will love each other. Tomorrow morning I will fuck you.

Why not tonight?

Lyla, that's why.

Hehe! She do you today? How? She six months.

By mouth. That's how.

Ah, Lyla is a smart one. She is also the prettiest. When you get me pregnant?

When God wants it I guess.

I hope God says now, Father.

Moon may think Lyla is the prettiest, but that is a matter of opinion. Moon is one very cute girl. As I remove her clothing, Moon can't seem to stop smiling. I move my right hand gently over her shoulder, her breasts, her abdomen, her cunt, her thighs, she stands straight, and proud. She reaches out and begins to undress me. She is in no hurry. She is humming! Father, I try to get you hard. OK?

Moon, there is no way, I will get hard again.

Father, I try OK? If not, I understand and we do it in the morning. I want to try.

OK. And try she does. Lyla only had access to my cock, but Moon is not so restricted and she makes the most of that. She licks my nipples, licks my balls, fingers my prostate as she sucks my member. Moon's hands roam by body. She has me hard in a matter of ten minutes. My pole is waving, much to my amazement. Moon is giggling. Fuck me, Father.

As she keeps me at least semi rigid, I move Moon to the bed, and tell her to get on her knees. Standing by the side of the bed, I move my fingers over her exposed labia. Moon is wet. Not dripping, but sure as hell not dry. I place my member against her cunt and push into her. She is hot and my pole hardens further. I saw through her cunt slowly, in and out, fingering her clit. Harder she implores. Faster she requests. Yes, that's it, Father. Do me! And I do.

She is grunting now. I am fully erect and ramming into her cunt with some power. Moon is leaking now. I am not close to cumming and standing where I am I can keep this up for a long time. All of a sudden, Moon jerks, spasms and is cumming hard. I keep on fucking her nonstop. She maybe comes down from the first cum for a few seconds before the next cum kicks in. I fuck her cunt through this too. The bedsheets are soaked below her. Oh Father, Father. Oh Fatherrrrrr. And she is cumming for a third time before collapsing on the bed.

I have yet to cum and now I need to cum, to avoid blue balls. I pull Moon up by her hips. Her ass is completely exposed. I slide my hand to her cunt and get my hand wet with her juices. I transfer some to the rosebud of her ass, before pushing my cock unbidden into that most tight place.

Moon gasps as I begin to fuck her ass. Moon is moaning and I plow in and out, getting maximum stimulation. Finally I feel I can cum and dump a full load deep in her ass. Moon jerks into a final cum as the hot semen floods her.

Moon is face down on the bed, spent. I grab one of the rings from the night stand drawer. Taking her hand as it lies on the bed, I slip the ring over the third finger of her left hand. It is done.

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Chapter 45