This story is based on real events in my life. All characters are 18 or older.
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How I impregnated my family's young Filipino maid.
Bangkok, Thailand 1996
I lay awake naked on my bed, staring up at the ceiling in the dark. We were going through another blackout and the air conditioning was dead. The sweltering Bangkok heat was unbearable, even in the middle of the night. I couldn't sleep anyway; I was a few months over 18 and my near-uncontrollable sex drive had no outlet. My big cock was a steel pipe that I gripped and pumped in my hand, lubed up with a palm of spit.
I was frustrated; I was a good-looking white kid from a well-off American expatriate family. I went to a private international high with the sons and daughters of diplomats and rich businessmen. I had a group of friends, same as everyone else, but when it came to girls, I was shy, nervous, and inexperienced. Plenty of guys my age had a steady supply of pussy - mostly the expat chicks we went to class with, but sometimes Thai women - and loved to brag about their conquests when we hung out around the villas after school. I'd smile and try to act cool and lie, all the while trying to figure out how the hell they did it. I wasn't a virgin anymore but I was shit when it came to the opposite sex.
I jacked off angrily, thinking about a hot girl in my English class that I wanted to fuck. Katie Barrows. Some white Canadian chick with nice-sized perky breasts and a cute feminine face. Same age as me. Long blonde hair, big blue eyes. Petite and slender, real sexy. I thought about taking her against her desk at school and fucking her with her legs wrapped around me while she wore her preppy school uniform with the pleated skirt hiked up over her hips. Yeah, biting her bottom lip, eyeliner-painted eyes closed in pleasure, naughty fucking bitch...
I tried not to make too much sound as I pounded my cock in my hand. My snobby parents were sleeping a couple of rooms down and I didn't want them to know what I was doing. It'd be a lot better if I was sitting in front of the family computer watching porn, but the fucking thing was in their bedroom. So it was just me, my hand, and my imagination.
I closed my eyes and fantasized. My mood wasn't helping so I went harder, going from fantasy to fantasy. Sexy Spice, Christina Aguilera. I started to sweat as my brain became saturated with lust. I lay my head back into my pillow and gritted my teeth as I stroked harder.
Fucking, fucking, fucking. Video game characters, Lara Croft, Chun-Li, that slut Rogue from Diablo, all flesh and sex in my head as I pleasured myself and got closer to my reptile brain. Getting sucked off by sexy Thai sluts. Pounding their little brown skanky
farang
cock-hungry pussies. Crying for my seed and my big fucking naked dick that was stretching their cunts out so much they would never get satisfaction from anything smaller again. Filling their whore wombs with my spunk so the next time I passed Patpong I'd see them leering with rounded stomachs.
Mm...yeah.
I finally went back to nubile little Katie Barrows, only this time she was naked and on all fours on my parent's bed before me, wagging her cute round ass at me, puffy pussy wet and ready. I grabbed one shapely ass cheek and she spread her legs, revealing the little round globe of her 6 month swollen belly hanging down along with her milk-filled teenage teats. She arched her back and cried out as I pushed in her steaming wet gash and started to saw in and out, rutting her pregnant pussy while she mewled and moaned like a true breeding whore, cradling and caressing her growing belly as it swung beneath her, breasts mashed into the bed.
The thought of knocking young Katie up and fucking her stupid, adolescent mother-to-be brains out sent me over the edge. I grunted and stifled a cry as my cock bloated and bucked, shooting long ropes of sticky cum into the dark over my bed.
"F-fuck!"
I lay there panting and covered in sweat, my spent cock still semi-hard and oozing cum onto my thigh. I'd never came that much before - the idea of making a girl pregnant, of claiming her, of forcing their body to change to bear your child while the whole world could see the product of your potency - shit, the big tits and belly on a slender frame were hot as hell to me.
It hadn't been much of a fantasy up until now, but with my libido and size, the urge to breed was a curse that was bound to come along sooner or later.
It was a depraved epiphany that I couldn't get out of my head after that.
Like it or not, I was a lonely stud come of age without a proper mare.
I groaned as I grabbed the matted hand towel I had ready and wiped off my cum from my leg and dick. The goddamn thing was about eight and a half inches long and felt like it was the thickness of a wrist when it was hard, as much good as it did me. My balls were normal-sized, and despite the sheer volume of the load I'd just blown, definitely had plenty more left in them. I'd be able to go again soon if I didn't try to get some sleep, but I needed to clean up and get a glass of water.
I swore in the dark as I realized I'd came all over my bed. I tried to wipe it all down and at least make the evidence less obvious. We had a live-in Filipino maid named Maria who took care of the house. Would she know what cumstains looked like? Fucking embarrassing if she did. Worse if she told my parents.
I didn't know much about Maria other than she was like 23 and cooked okay. I guess she was all alone in this country, trying to make money to send back home but I never really gave it a lot of thought. Filipinas had a good rep with the expat community for being honest, hard-working housekeepers. Less bullshit, a little more expensive than the local Thais but way better service. Maria though, she probably barely graduated high school, so I doubted she got much more of a salary than our last maid, who was Thai. I don't know if Maria was from a dumbfuck village or what back in the Philippines, but she didn't speak good English - she had a thick Filipino drawl. She didn't seem all that smart either, but what could you expect from a housekeeper?
Maria wasn't a supermodel by any stretch of the imagination, but she was a good-looking chick, definitely better than any slutty bargirl I'd seen in Soi Cowboy. I don't know if my dad wanted a nice young oriental thing around the house or what, but I'd never seen her flaunt it or flirt with him, she just did her work and kept to herself. Maria was really just a fixture of the house. She'd been with us for about a year on the recommendation of another expat family after we replaced our shitty Thai maid Loi, who my mom accused of stealing from us.
I'd never paid much attention to Maria other than her body, which was lithe almost to the point of being skinny. The woman had nice light brown skin, a toned stomach, big tits for her slender frame - probably at least a D cup - and a nice ass that I stole a couple of looks at now and then, especially when she wore a tank and work jeans around the house. Maria had long silky black hair that went past her shoulders; she wore in a ponytail when she worked. Our maid was a recognizably pretty Pinay - her features were exotic and slightly elfin. She had a pouting mouth with dark pillowy lips, brown slanted almond eyes, a pert Filipina nose and angular cheekbones, good white teeth and a cute smile. Definitely fuckable.
Thinking about Maria like that made my cock start to stiffen. I was a little ashamed at how depraved I was, even considering fucking the help.
I chucked the hand towel into the hamper and peered around the dim confines of my room, past the band posters and disused desk and my rumpled, sweaty bed. The digital clock read 1:34 AM. I had school in a few hours. I cracked a window to let in the seething sounds of the Thai evening in - we lived in a gated community in Sukhumvit that had a big yard with what felt like encroaching jungle with the city's building's beyond. Immediately I could hear the crackling spark of bad wiring on one of the power lines outside, the bark of a stray dog, insects buzzing lazily, distant cars honking. Bangkok was alive beyond, all lights and jungle and bustle and sex.
I checked myself out in the gloom of my mirror - good-looking guy, slim, decent muscle tone from my time at the track. I was covered in sweat and my big cock looked engorged and obscene as it swung down between my legs. I felt parched as I ran my fingers through my short hair, determined to get a glass of water. I doubted anyone was up and cracked my door to walk out into the hall naked.
The villa house we lived in was older than many of the others in the compound, so that meant creaking wooden floors and more places for roaches, spiders, and other vermin to get in. I knew we had snakes in the yard too sometimes but I'd lived in Thailand long enough that it just didn't bother me much anymore. Out of sight, most of the time, so out of mind, right? I crept down the stairs in the dark, more awake than asleep, but only just. I flicked the light switch at the bottom a couple of times - no dice of course. The path was well-worn and lit enough from the moon outside that I could make my way through the upscale living room and towards the kitchen.
As I got closer to the kitchen, I noticed a light was flickering from somewhere inside. I could hear soft sounds too. The fizzy chatter of Thai TV, mostly. I guessed Maria was up too, watching that piece-of-shit battery-powered portable mini television she had in her room. I peeked in and saw that the door to the maid room was ajar to allow for circulation now that the power was out, light dancing weakly in a fan across the floor, enough to see a couple of cockroaches flee at my arrival. I was about to give up on the drink and go back to my room when I started hearing something else between the Thai sitcoms and commercials.
Soft, feminine moaning. Gentle, needy grunting.
My jaw dropped in disbelief, a grin forming as I put a hand to my forehead.
Was Maria fucking someone? Had she snuck a boyfriend in somehow? No way...
Heart pounding, I crept into the kitchen to see for myself. The slut was so freaking fired! Holding my breath, I inched forward in the dim light to peer into her room. Even thought I was naked, I was ready to grab a knife from the kitchen too if I had to - I don't know what I was thinking.
The maid's room was just that. A cramped little room. Servant's quarters. Mostly made of tile, like a bathroom, it had a raised shelf for a bed and space for a dresser and an end table, but not much else. There was a bathroom next to it that was even smaller, with a squat toilet and a tiny space for a shower that Maria used. Compared to the rest of the villa house, it was shit. Maria didn't have air conditioning either, just an electric fan. I thought it was unlivable, but then she was the help and I was her rich employer's kid. The door to Maria's room was a little more than half open, so as I snuck around the side, I could see everything that was going on.
Maria was laying on her bed, back up against the far wall and her pillow, long naked legs spread, knees bent. She wasn't wearing anything except a large old t-shirt. Her eyes were closed tight, teeth bared in an almost animalistic way as she plunged two fingers into the wet, pink insides of her Filipina pussy, fucking herself slowly as her hips rocked, her other hand squeezing and kneading a covered breast.
