Jake's
Journal The Philippines - Joyfully
by VeryWellAged
The first year of operation 'get them married' got sixteen marriages placed in the US. The second year we were shooting for twenty.
But we had two mothers who balked at the concept that they needed to have their daughters in the mix of the marital bed to seal the deal. They were honest in their feelings and we thought that either we were over reaching and they might be right or we would have a valuable teaching tool for others as the matter would certainly come up again.
So we set up to get video of all twenty as they went through the process this year including the two who were insisting that the daughters were not to be included. (It was interesting to me that they told both Jun and me that I was welcome to have sex with their daughters, just not the future husband. I didn't have sex with them during the experiment.)
For those two mothers, photos of the daughters were not included and no mention of the sex of the child was mentioned on their pages. There were no other changes.
These two were in the middle of the pack in the time it took to find a serious guy who was really interested. Our two mothers were excited for two weeks that they had been right ... but ... then over the next two months reality set in.
All our twenty had boyfriends. Five had already met with their fiancées and had sealed the deal. Ten more had boyfriends who had purchased their airline tickets and were coming. The last five included the two mothers and the last three to find guys.
In the following month those three had their guys buy plane tickets and were headed here. Eighteen who were doing it my way, against the two who had refused.
Those last two still had their serious boyfriends. The two mothers' guys had reason, upon excuse, for why they could not come. Four months into it, I called the two mothers into my office. They knew why they were there. I also guessed that they would ask for more time. After playing hardball for about an hour, I gave them two weeks. They should tell the guys to shit or get off the pot. They should either get their asses to the Philippines or the mothers would look elsewhere, which also meant adding the daughters in to the mix.
On video, the two mothers agreed that I was being fair. That if after this time the guys wouldn't even purchase tickets to come they were not serious after all. It reinforced the point to all that without the daughters such things are crap shoots. Some girls would just get lucky, but many never would. We needed to make sure that all got married every year.
The ultimatum didn't take two weeks. As soon as the ultimatum came down on them both guys quit their contacts with the mothers. Twenty-four hours later we posted the new profiles on a different website with the photos and full description of the daughters. A week later there was a good and serious guy in play for each of them. In a matter of another six weeks, each had their guy in a Gensan hotel begging the mother (and daughter) to marry him.
These two mothers had been arguably the two most beautiful mothers we had the second year and their daughters were exquisite. One of the guys who ended up marrying one of these mothers was a guy in his 50's worth in excess of twenty million dollars and lived outside San Francisco. The guy who had been stringing her along was – no offense intended – a carpenter in St. Paul, MN. Both seemed like good men, but in other ways, there was no comparison.
There are two other things about the last two daughters. They were not opposed to being in bed with the guy, that was all the mothers. As to how they were in bed, while one was just average, nothing to complain about but nothing out of the norm, one was something else again.
This twelve year old learned in forty-eight hours, not only how to fuck and suck, but she was able to perform deep throat and take the semen plus she loved ass play. On top of that she was having multiple orgasms and squirting. She loved fucking, the male body, and sex in general and asked for more time with me. If you think the millionaire got her, think again. Her mother married a chemical engineer from Denver. He was in for the ride of his life as the mother was a rocket as well. The daughter got the squirting gene from the mother. She also got the deep throat gene from her mother. I had the mother both alone and with Rose. I can see why she didn't think she needed her daughter. If it was a guy around the block, she might have been right, but I was right under the circumstances. She was smart and decent about accepting that fact in the end. Her marriage was a good one.
At the end of the second year, we had a great video for the incoming mothers. It took them through the whole experience and quashed any incipient arguments for not involving the daughters. When we showed it the next year, no one even brought the matter up.
Every once in a while I had to leave the Philippines before re-entering to fulfill visa requirements. I had a request from the California contingent of Jake's Girls to spend time with them and their families. Not all the families would participate, as some of the husbands would not be comfortable, but other husbands seemed anxious to meet me. Two couples would fly in from Hawaii and another from Chicago. We would have a total of eight out of the sixteen!
Under normal circumstances I would not have been able to get a visa for any of the girls in my family, but I had over the years transferred both land and income to Joy. She owned an apartment building. The rents went into an account in her name. She had what she needed to get a visa. So did Jun, who was paid a salary by the school for her teaching. I had put some property in her name as well. So between semesters for 12 days in April, we flew to Santa Fe, NM by way of L.A. I was able to reserve all the cabins (there were twelve of them) at a ranch/resort out of town that normally did no business on the Easter weekend. That gave us three extra cabins, but bahala na! (Who can know? Or ... It is out of our control, or ... Whatever will happen, or ... it is up to God)
There was one totally humorous thing that happened in the booking process. I emailed the owner of the resort the names of all the husbands, wives and daughters, as such to him. We would assign a family to a cabin and if there were any dietary issues, he would know who was in which cabin when stocking the fridges. I also forwarded my name, along with Joy and Jun. The next time I had him on the phone he wanted to know which was my daughter.
I waited a beat to make sure he heard me right and said: You should list both as my wives.
There was a beat on his side before he said: Shall I list halal as your dietary restriction?
I gave him a beat and simply said: No.
It was his turn again and you have to give the guy credit, his mind was working as fast as it could.
Two beats later he asked: Have you restrictions as to coffee and alcohol?
I admit I was enjoying this. I waited before responding: Now that you mention it, I am a bit of a pain in the ass about coffee. If there is a local roaster in Santa Fe, might you pick up two pounds of Nicaraguan dark, but not French, roasted beans. If the roaster is doing this special, tell him I need the beans roasted to Full City. I will need a small grinder and a drip coffee maker with paper filters, not one of those metal strainers, in my room. You can certainly charge me for all that, plus maybe a selection of the local brews in a fridge? I love making beer and enjoy tasting the efforts of other microbrewers.
OK now I had him and any other man would have cried uncle and just said 'Yes, sir.' This guy just didn't know when to give up.
It had to be ten seconds before he asked: You know many of our churches are not listed in the phone directory and are rather hard to locate. Is there a church to which you would like directions?
My next response was designed to put an end to it: No, while my wives are Catholic, they do not attend Mass. I am Jewish, but also do not participate in the observance. Sir, I said you should 'list them as wives.' I did not say they are legally wives. I am not legally married. I live with these woman and have happily done so for years in common law cohabitation. For all the intents and purposes that you would have, they are my wives and not girlfriends. If they sign something, they are signing for me as well. If they obligate to do something, they obligate all three of us. Is that sufficiently clear?
I finally got my: Yes sir!
Jun and Joy and I arrived on Thursday morning, a day after the rest arrived. The resort was just what we had hoped; it was in a beautiful spot, the rooms were comfortable, the staff happy to have the extra business. I had told the owner that I assumed many of his staff would want to celebrate, Ash Wednesday, Good Friday and Easter. If we could be set up in a fridge with things we could just heat up, we were happy to be without any staff for much of the time. The owner had been so grateful at my offer that he and his entire staff made us feel pampered.
We three went to our room showered and slept for five hours. We awoke at four in the afternoon, took showers again and then at 5:30 ventured out to meet the group. When the girls saw Jun and Joy they rushed forward to hug and tsismis (gossip). I hate gossip but in this case there was no stopping it.
That left me free to approach the husbands and greet each one for the first time. For me it was a real pleasure. However there were eleven guys and there were only supposed to be eight. I was confused. At the same time they were trying to ask me questions. It was an animated scene. Slowly I pieced out that three of these guys were recent to the group having just married one of the mothers from the second class. I looked back at Joy who was looking at me. She had a big smile on her face. There were the two protester mothers and their daughters plus the first mother to marry of the second year group. I nodded my understanding and returned my attention to the men.
I asked if I could make some general comments to them. All assented and were patient as I gathered my thoughts. I then called over in Tagalog to Joy and asked if she might join me for a few moments before returning to the girls. All the girls immediately understood that she was needed and she came over.
At that point I was prepared to speak: Gentlemen, and I do mean that, as I am assured by your wives that you all meet that criteria, allow me to introduce to you a woman who is in all ways but legally, my wife. This is Joy. When I met Joy she brought her daughter Abbey with her and they essentially "had me for dinner." (I got a bit of laughter from that.) Joy and Abbey have been with me from the first and I love them both to this day. They have each given me children and those children are a blessing to me. At first Joy told me that Abbey was there to tie me to her when she, Joy, got too old for me. I think she thought that might mean thirty-six! Joy is a beautiful thirty-eight. I love her today far more than I did when we first met. She cannot be replaced, not even by Abbey. But Abbey truthfully joined my bed for her own reasons as well. I cannot explain all I mean to Abbey because even though she was thirteen when we met, she is an adult now. She finished high school and graduated college in Computer Science. Yes she is also a wife to me. I have told her that she didn't have to stay, that I was never going to leave her mother. She told me, in front of Joy, that I was a fucking idiot. (More laughter from the men) That she loved me and I was her husband and no one was going to break us up. Joy simply looked at me and told me that she had told me so, which she had.
I whispered to Joy: Salamat, can you please switch with Jun?
And continued to the men: But my life is more complicated because Joy and Abbey brought another female into my world. That was Joy's niece Mitch who was fourteen at the time. Mitch, now also a college graduate with a BS in Business continues to live with me as a wife and for the same unknown reason. Jun who has just joined us, gave her virginity to me when she was seventeen and pointblank told me she was mine forever. (Jun stood there straight and proud, nodding her agreement with my summary.) She meant those words. No one requires Jun to be with me, except Jun and for that she is in every way treated as my wife.
It is because of Jun that you are all here today. Make no mistake, while I had a lot to do with the execution of the plan, it was Jun's needs that created that of which you are the beneficiaries.
And so I am even more the recipient of such wonderful females as are you. Each year it costs me to make this happen. I do not want a dollar from any of you. What I want is for your marriages to continue until God pulls you asunder. I mean that. I want these marriages to endure when others do not. I want your girls to know stability and grace and I want you to know what it is to be really loved and cared for by women, even if one of them for a while is under age.
And now, please, one at a time I will answer any questions while Jun returns to her girls.
One husband said that he was spoiled for life. He could never find anything in life like this. He was only afraid that his girl would leave. Another husband said that as far as he could see if she has a child with him, she'd stay. Other husbands seemed to agree. When I was asked, all I could offer was that if they loved their wives and treated them well, I saw no reason that they would leave.
After a while we all moved into the hall where the food was served for an outstanding meal. The husbands were seated with their wives on one side and their daughters on the other side, alternating so that daughters sat with daughters and mothers sat next to mothers. Of course that did not account for all those at the table. Of the eleven families there were six with babies in arms and two pregnant thirteen year olds. It was one hell of a sight. I was enjoying myself.
For these families it was an important bonding. These were the only other people who could ever know the truth about their families. The men grew tighter and the women re-enforced their ties. Both Jun and Joy told the women, in no uncertain terms, that the grass was not greener over the fence. If they tried, they courted disaster, the loss of their families and jail. I didn't have to say anything to the men. A couple of the men heard from their wives about the warning that their wives had received. All that was said to me was a thank you in each case.
In the mean time something else unexpected occurred. After the big dinner, two daughters came to my cabin. Neither had a child nor was pregnant. Jun met them at the door. After a palaver, they were brought to me. Their "fathers" were feeling a bit exposed. The girls who did have babies, the babies had DNA that did not match the "father's". In both cases, these girls "fathers" sent them over to see if I could give them the same cover. Joy and Jun were laughing as the request became clear to me. I asked each one about when she had her last period. One had finished five day previous and the other three weeks prior.
I told the girl who just finished her period to come back in two days. The girl who was three weeks on, I had seen not so long ago. Her mother was one of the protesters and she was my deep throat champion. It was a little late in her cycle, but I would try. We undressed and went right to business. She was every bit as good and as sexy as I remembered her.
As I slid into her, both Jun and Joy were in the room and were watching. I didn't mind and I don't think my partner minded either. Her pussy was as tight as I remembered it. The only difference was that she was begging me for a baby and that does get to me. I gave her three loads that evening and two more the following evening. After the last time, as she dressed she leaned over and whispered that she was mine. Any time I asked for her, she would come to me. That was from a twelve year old and yet I believed her.
The following night the student from the first batch arrived. I remembered that I had not spent much time with her. The reason was not clear to me but maybe I could rectify that now. I kept her with me for the next three days straight and took her three to four times a day. It was a little early in her cycle but we might catch a break. She was a wonderful little lover and we enjoyed each other. Her breasts were large for a Filipina and I sucked on them while I would finger fuck her. Once she was red hot, I would get her to orgasm and deposited cum inside her during her orgasm. When I finished with her for the last time a few hours before I was to leave she had been thoroughly fucked.
The trip for Jun and Joy had been great. They had spent three days shopping and playing tourist in Santa Fe. Before we returned home I took them to see Washington DC and New York City. They got to see a Broadway play and we had fun at the Smithsonian. We also visited my eldest son and daughter and some cousins I had not seen for a decade. Then it was back to Gensan. Joy and Jun were two very proud and happy girls.