Copyright© 2012 by VeryWellAged
Chapter 15: The nature of addiction
Two
girls were off to school. One was sacked out, and with a tender ass, on his
bed. That left one, Mhitze, who was looking at him
with the eyes of a child who needed reassurance.
Joshua
had not been inside her pussy since Friday before supper. She had given him
head and kissed him lovingly but she had not had his cock inside her for the
entire weekend. It was now Monday. He had fucked the others, but not her. Was
there something wrong with her? She looked at him. He didn’t look upset or
angry. He was smiling. He had even given her a hug this morning. A hug? That was supposed to tell her everything was OK? Really? Why hadn’t he bedded
her since Friday? And did he really think a hug would be what she needed? She
had hugged her brother just before they left him to fend for himself. A hug was
a goodbye! Why had he hugged her? What hadn’t he bedded her? What was wrong
with her? Why didn’t he want her?
Joshua
looked at Mhitze. Her face was a mask. Nothing was
showing; nothing, except those eyes of hers. She couldn’t
hide the fear in her eyes. Joshua saw it. He saw it the moment the hug had
ended. His dick was rubbed sore from the endless fucking and that last bit, in Arlin’s ass, had been the final straw. It was possible to
fuck yourself raw. Joshua was the prime example right now. And yet, the one
thing Mhizte needed was Joshua’s dick. Joshua took Mhitze back in his arms. She thought he was going to hug
her again and she started to squirm, but Joshua’s arms were strong and he
pulled her in for a kiss; not a fatherly kiss, but the
kiss of a lover. His hand found her ass. As he pulled her in, she wrapped her
arms around his neck and jumped up on him wrapping her legs around his torso.
Her head was now above his as she kissed down to him. His head was pointed
towards the kitchen. There on a platter lay the one kalamansi*
and the lone eggplant, that had not been consumed. The kalamansi
would be nice in his tea later. Now he had other things to resolve. Arlin was in his bed. With Mhitze
still attached to him and tongue lashing him, he swung by the kitchen counter
and took her into Mary’s room.
~ ~ ~
Arlin woke up to a
quiet and empty master bedroom.
A
woman in the USA might not take kindly to a man who had done everything to her
just shy of telling her to her face that she was now his property. She might
want to ask him, just who-the-hell he thought he was, treating her in such a
manner; that she was a fully realized woman, equal to any man, and any man who
tried to treat her in such a manner, could blow it out his ass and leave
hers alone.
But
this was not the USA. Arlin was not a fully realized
woman and she knew exactly how lucky she was to have a man such as Joshua claim her. Arlin was not angry.
Yes, her ass was more than a little sore. She was having a hard time standing
up or walking, but that would pass in a bit. What really mattered was that he
had taken her. She knew in her heart, that in the most basic, the most
elemental of ways, he had claimed her as his. Arlin
was surely sore, but she was rejoicing.
~ ~ ~
On
a small island in the Visayas, one which required you
to take a small boat to reach, as there was no other way on or off the island,
Ana Fe and Mary, sandals and small bags held high in the air, climbed over the
gunwale of the boat and into the water. The water was up to their asses, as the
tide was low and the boat could not reach the pier. They waded to shore.
Reaching the shore, they approached the first woman they saw and asked her if
she knew the whereabouts of Lola Lilian.
~ ~ ~
Arlin entered the
master bathroom slowly and gingerly sat on the toilet. She was afraid that this
was going to be a painful event. Her fears were not completely unfounded.
~ ~ ~
Mhitze was still glued
to Joshua though they were now lying on Mary’s bed. Joshua’s hands roamed over Mhitze’s small body. She denied his touch not a single
thing. She welcomed his hands. She relished his fingers as they glided over her
skin; her mouth sucking on his, trying to gain life
from his breath, from his soul.
Joshua
broke the lip-lock and sliding down on her body, he undressed Mhistze and his lips savored each inch of skin as the
disrobing continued from neck down. He took a great deal of time exploring her
breasts and the different types of stimulation that might be provided them. Mhitze was suitably pleased with the continuing attention.
~ ~ ~
Arlin had entered the
shower. It was cold, but that was the only type of shower she had ever known.
Slowly the pain and discomfort was subsiding. She was regaining full control of
her body. Stepping out of the shower and drying off, Arlin
was sure this was a very good day.
~ ~ ~
The
path to Lola Lilian’s was not an easy or quick one.
Though the island was small, it did have hills and difficult walking paths that
needed to be followed to reach the woman. Lilian was
now in her 60’s and was still practicing her skill as a midwife. When the two
women reached Lilian’s compound, they were informed
that she was sleeping. The most recent delivery had kept her up over half the
night. The sleeping Lilian was not to be awakened.
The women were offered some rice, fried kangkong and
water to drink while they waited.
~ ~ ~
When
she got to the kitchen, Arlin was surprised to find
that neither Joshua, nor Mhitze, were in evidence.
Joshua had not even brewed coffee this morning. The coffee pot was ready, but
had not been started. All else was clean. The lone eggplant that had been left
over was missing, but nothing else was odd. Joshua’s laptop was sitting on the
side table. She wanted to use it, but had never asked for such permission. She
would not touch it without asking. The one thing she surely did not want to do
was cause a problem now. Arlin sat down on an easy
chair, lost in thought.
~ ~ ~
Mhitze was making no
noise. Her mouth was attached to Joshua’s. That Joshua
was taking his time, was no problem at all. She could feel his love for her.
That was what she had needed. The cock in her pussy would come. That was not
her concern. The simple fact that he desired her was the reassurance she had
needed and that she was getting. He had
slid her shorts down. She had kicked them off. Her panties had come next. They
were also on the floor. His fingers were playing with her clit. She loved that,
up to a point beyond that it would begin to be painful. Better to have his
tongue down there. She whispered: Joshua, please lick me down there.
Joshua
was more than happy to comply but was in no hurry. On his way down, his mouth
and tongue tasted and licked everything in the path. Some of the time, he
lingered for a while before moving on. Mhitze’s
clothing had all been discarded. And she realizing that he still had all his
clothes on, preceded to remedy the matter. However as her hand glanced over his
erect cock, she noticed that he winced. Looking down she could see redness on
the member that ought not to be there. Her thoughts were taken in a very
different direction a few moments later, when Joshua started is oral
acquisition of her pussy.
Mhitze was no longer
in need of proof of Joshua’s desire for her as his tongue circled around the
girl’s clit. She humped his face and he stayed right there at her clit. Now his
tongue invaded her cunt and the first of her orgasms hit her.
~ ~ ~
Arlin no longer
wondered where Mhistze and Joshua were. Her sister’s powerful
orgasms had announced the couple’s presence in the far bedroom. But by the
fifth orgasm, Arlin was more than a little curious as she had thought Joshua would be worn out by now!
She walked quietly to the occupied bedroom and gently opened the door a crack
as the screams from number six erupted.
There
on his back was Joshua. Mhitze was lying on top of
him. One of her breasts being sucked on rather vigorously, a couple of Joshua’s
fingers in the girl’s ass and, there being guided by his other hand, was the
eggplant* being rammed repeatedly up the girl’s cunt as she bucked and screamed
through orgasm after orgasm. Arlin, quietly backed away and closed the bedroom door.
Arlin climbed back on
the easy chair and proceeded to frig herself into her own private moment of
ecstasy.
~ ~ ~
Ana
Fe and Mary had been fed and their shorts had dried out from the wading ashore,
however they had yet to speak to Lilian. The woman
was still asleep. It had taken close to a week of looking, to locate this
woman. This latest wait was simply another on the impediments they had
experienced. There was no complaining, it was just the way life was. Not
knowing how long they might need to wait this time, they chose to lie down and
also sleep.
~ ~ ~
Arlin must have
fallen asleep. She awoke to the pungent smell of garlic and onion being blended
in to a mashed eggplant. Joshua was not to be seen, but Mhitze
was in the kitchen. Arlin walked into the kitchen and
greeted her sister: (from Cebuano) Hey
kid, destroying the evidence?
How did you know? Yes, I figured at this
point, it was best to cook it before it went bad!
I walked in on you and saw. I’m
surprised you can walk!
Really! But it is your fault. His penis is red and sore.
What did you do to him?
It’s not my fault. He took me in the
ass! I couldn’t walk for a while after that.
Joshua
walking in from the master bedroom: What
are you two talking about?
Arlin: We are talking about your penis. Did you put
any lotion on it?
Mhitze: Come eat.
~ ~ ~
Someone
was shaking Ana Fe. A woman of indeterminate age – maybe her
own age but worn down through hard manual labor and missing some teeth –
was standing over her. You can see Lola Lilian now. She is awake.
Ana
Fe left Mary asleep, as she gained her feet and followed the other woman to a nippa hut some fifteen meters behind the house
they had lain in. The old woman was sitting on a rattan chair under the shade
of the roof.
Lola my name is Ana Fe daughter of…
As
Ana Fe explained her lineage, the woman’s face at first a mask, became animated
with bright eyes and a broad smile. Yes, she remembered Ana Fe’s mother… and
yes, she remembered the birth. She did not remember why the papers of the birth
were not filed, but it was certainly possible. Ana Fe explained that the clerk
at the local civil registry had prepared some forms, if only Lola Lilian would complete them, Ana Fe would see that they were
properly filed.
Yes Lola Lilian would be happy to do so.
Lola, there is another matter I wish to
speak with you about. The birth of two of my daughters, were also assisted by a
midwife. And neither of those girls have birth records. The woman who helped me
is dead and I didn’t know what to do. The clerk at the LCR suggested that you
might be willing to sign papers for those births too. If you could do so, I
would be ever so grateful. You know how difficult it is dealing with official
channels without proper paperwork. I will be happy to offer you a thousand
pesos for your assistance if you would be willing to accept my gratitude.
And
so with the passing of five P200 notes the other two documents were duly
signed. The notary seal already affixed by a notary in the LCR office on the
assumption that Lilian would sign and knowing that Lilian would not come to their office – the likely reason
that the original documents were never filed.
The
two women visited for another half an hour, sharing pleasant stories before Ana
Fe felt it was acceptable for her to take leave of the other woman and start
back to the LCR and from there back to Joshua.
The
walk back to the dock was a bit easier as it was mostly downhill. It was high
tide when they arrived. A boat was moored to the dock and in the matter of
minutes after arriving at the dock, they were back on the boat and crossing the
ocean to the island where they would find the clerk at LCR. Five minutes before
the LCR closed for the day they entered the building and, feeling not a small
amount of triumph, laid out the duly signed documents accompanied by three
P1000 notes of gratitude. Stamp, stamp, stamp… the documents were accepted and
processed.
And
as quick as that, the wheels were greased for the claiming of two new
daughters, and the ability to receive her Philippine passport. In her hands,
she held ‘official’ birth records. The NSO would record the birth certificates
and all would flow from there. Ana Fe now had five daughters, two of whom she
had never met. She and Mary could fly back to Cebu tomorrow.
~ ~ ~
After
lunch, Arlin and Mhitze had
insisted that Joshua remove his shorts so that they might apply some lotion to
the poor sore member. Joshua wasn’t fully convinced that this wasn’t the girls
just being a bit playful, but he went along with it anyway. If they were just
being silly, they certainly played their parts with a straight face as they
inspected the damage and applied an ointment. After which he was told to stay
as he was and without covering while the ointment did its work. In the
meantime, the two girls accepted some pesos from his wallet and left to go
shopping.
Being
alone and in his birthday suit without even a book to read, Joshua, after
brewing and pouring some coffee, settled down with his computer. There was no new
email, so he tried to catch up on doings in the USA via CNN’s website. He was
still naked and sitting at the computer three hours later when Arlin and Mhitze returned.
Arlin: Has it not absorbed yet?
Joshua:
Huh?
Arlin: The ointment Joshua, is it still there?
Joshua:
Oh!
Huh, I guess it’s gone.
Arlin: Does it feel any better?
Joshua:
Come here and help me check.
Arlin:
(laughing) Bastos ka! [means: You pervert!]
Arlin walking over to
her man and grabbed his dick firmly: Any better?
Yes.
Good, you can get dressed now.
And
it was, as he had buttoned the shorts and pulled up the zipper,
that his two schoolgirls burst through the door.
After
hugs and kisses, those two settled down to complete homework, while eating
slices of the cassava cake, Arlin had purchased at
the market.
Arlin and Mhitze working in the kitchen;
Janna and Ricca doing homework: It wasn’t, in any
way, part of the fantasy he had lived with for years. This was something else.
This was life.
Now
if only Ana Fe and Mary would return.
~ ~ ~
Mom, explain it to me again. Why are you
doing this for those two girls.
Child, there are three reasons. First,
Janna says it is necessary and I believe her. Second, the more children Joshua
has the more he really needs you and me to keep things in order and under
control. The last reason is that the more he sees he can have whatever he wants
if he has me, the more I am sure he will never leave me.
* Kalamansi is similar to a lime.
*Asian eggplants are long and thin, resembling
the shape of a smooth dildo.