Faye finally came down from her climax and whispered, “I guess it is too late to say stop, isn’t it?”
I nodded agreement and said, “This is too much fun to stop anyway, don’t you think?”
“Yes,” she replied and closed her eyes again. It seemed like hours as I thrust into her pussy, each time getting my cock a little bit deeper into her body. Her legs were wrapped around my body pulling me even deeper into her. Her hips were rocking to meet every thrust, actively pulling my cock into her cervix.
After an eternity, where time stopped, I finally felt my seed rising in my balls. I sped up, and this caused Faye to fall into another strong orgasm. I pressed as tightly as possible into her cervix as my balls unloaded their sperm in spurt after spurt, my seed jetting straight into her womb.
Faye was shaking with pleasure as her orgasm overtook her. Her vaginal muscles were milking my cock, squeezing and releasing as each wave of pleasure swept over her. She kept repeating, “Oh my God, oh my God,” as she orgasmed under me.
When our orgasms finally ended, Faye was laying there, looking at me with eyes of love. I leaned down to kiss her, and she welcomed me to her lips. Her kiss was now filled with passion and fire. I rolled to the side and Faye followed, keeping us connected. She didn’t want my cock to fall out, as if she had taken ownership of it.
There was only a small spot of blood on the towel she had been laying on, indicating to me that Faye hadn’t suffered much pain with my initial entry. She confirmed this, saying that she hadn’t experienced any pain, but rather just felt a rush as my cock had filled her.
Faye was looking at me now with a wife’s eyes. In her mind, we were married the instant that my cock had entered her vagina. She had no plans of ever letting me go. I had been through this with other Filipinas, so I decided to just let things play out. Things always seemed to resolve themselves over time.
We fell asleep in each other’s arms, and it was a few hours later when we awoke in the same position. My cock had long since slid out of her pussy, but it was now standing tall and hard. It was the first thing Faye noticed. “Is it always this hard?” she asked. “How do you walk?”
I laughed, “No. It isn’t always that hard, but the look and feel of you against my body does that to me.” That brought a smile to her face. She asked if I would like to do it again, so I wouldn’t be so hard. I replied, “Sure.”
I rolled her onto her back and she automatically spread her legs to accommodate me between them. I reached down and slid my cock around on her vulva until it was wet, and then I lined the tip up with her vaginal opening and pressed it into her.
Faye reacted to my cock entering her by throwing her legs apart even further and pulling me into her with her arms. “This is what I want. I was born to be with you, to have you inside of me, to have your babies,” she said. “I love you.” You have to understand Filipinas to understand where this came from. Suffice it to say that, for Filipinas, love is like water trapped by a stuck valve. Once the valve is opened, the love comes flowing out and can’t easily be turned off.
Her hips rocked against my thrusts to bring my cock even deeper with each stroke. I don’t think I will ever get tired of that feeling. It is as if I am transported to paradise without the pain of dying. The feeling of my cock sliding in and out of a tight pussy is definitely heaven. The only sensation that is better is when I reach climax and I am shooting spurts of hot sperm into her womb. That is a pleasure so brilliant that it is blinding.
Of course, with such a beautiful woman enthusiastically fucking me, it didn’t take long before I had reached the end of my journey and was filling her womb. My cockhead was pressed into her cervix, pumping spurt after spurt of hot sperm into her womb.
“Yes,” she hissed. “I love that feeling. They don’t tell you how good it feels when they warn you against having sex.” She was kissing me as I rolled to the side once again. I’m not sure what happened after that because I fell asleep. I know that we woke up and had sex twice more before my alarm went off. I’m sure that every part of her was filled with my sperm before the night was over.
She looked like she had been ridden hard and put away wet when I woke up to the alarm clock. “What is that?” she asked.
“It’s my alarm,” I replied. “I have to go to the base for my daily routine. It will be like this every morning that you are with me until I fly out at the end of the week.”
“Where are you flying to?” she asked.
“Thailand,” I replied. There was no need to go into detail with her. I told her that every morning I went to the base to fulfill my duties, and then I would return at about two in the afternoon. If she was still here, then we would continue our relationship, but if she was gone, I would understand that, as well.
Next, I told her that she needed to use her mornings to find a job, any job, that would allow her to live and take care of her own needs. I couldn’t get her a job as a domestic helper and that wasn’t what she wanted anyway.
I told her that with her beauty and her great body, she wouldn’t have any problem getting a job as a dancer at any of the bars, but that the owner of the strip club had been truthful with her. To make any real money, she would have to sleep with the customers. I said that she needed to not take the first job offer she was given, but to shop around for the best offer.
This shocked her. I told her that sex was a tool she could use to get ahead. If she was wise, she could save enough money to start a business where she could live comfortably for the rest of her life, but with anything you gain in life, there are also sacrifices.
“Is that what you want for me, Pete?” she asked.
“It isn’t what I want, but what you want that matters,” I said. “Don’t base your dreams on what others want, or you will never achieve your dreams.”
“You are welcome to stay with me this week, but I am flying out in several days.” I said. “After that, you need to have a job.”
Faye had a huge reality check, and she now understood what she would need to do to survive in this world by herself. She had sold herself on a dream that I was going to marry her, but that wasn’t going to happen. I gave her money for breakfast and lunch and an extra key to my room. I hoped that she would stay with me while I was at Clark, but I would understand if she left after she found something else.
I had her shower with me, so both of us would be clean for the day, and then I kissed her and headed for the base. When I returned that afternoon, Faye was in my room waiting for me. She had looked all morning for a job, but hadn’t yet approached the bars and strip clubs for work. She was still hoping to find something in the fashion industry. I told her not to wait too long before she started talking to those business owners, or she would limit her opportunities.
She said she would look the next day. I asked if she would like to shower with me again, and she agreed. We both stripped off our clothes and got into the shower. This was my fourth shower of the day, but I thought I would use it to introduce her to some new forms of play.