This story is based on real events in my life. All characters are 18 or older. This is the long-awaited continuation of Breeding the Help.
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How I dealt with the consequences of impregnating my family's young Filipino maid.
Bangkok, Thailand December 1996
'Anytime I need to see your face, I just close my eyes
And I am taken to a place where your crystal mind
And magenta feelings take up shelter in the base of my spine
Sweet like a chic-a-cherry cola...'
Darren Hayes' face played across the fuzzy black and white screen of the tiny TV in the cramped, windowless maid's room. It was close to midnight. Our big expat villa house was mostly asleep in the middle of the restless concrete jungle that was Sukhumvit. Savage Garden was hypnotic as I lay back naked on the thin, bruised mattress, pale skin beaded in sweat. The quietly whirring fan in the corner did little to alleviate the sweltering heat or aerate the musky, lingering smell of cum -- mine and Maria's, our family's live-in Filipina housekeeper. Over the past 3 months, our secret, salaciously fruitful courtship had changed my teenage life in ways I still didn't fully understand. I was in a constant rut with her, riding on a nonstop sexual high powered by raging adolescent hormones and a voracious male appetite.
Nestled between my legs, the caramel-skinned slip of Maria's nude, 23 year-old body was perspiring against me, long jet black hair framing her pretty Asian features. Brown, expressive almond-shaped eyes stared up with gently simmering lust and love. The pout of her dark, full lips hovered near the crown of my fat cockhead with an impish smile. Her hot breath was achingly close on my skin. Maria gripped my large, hard dick at its base with the graceful digits of her hand, stroking it playfully. She enjoyed toying with the smooth, circumcised surface and admiring its impressive length. I'd measured myself at a girthy 8.5 inches but it was probably closer to 9 when I was around her.
I felt the warmth and supple softness of one of Maria's brown, milk engorged breasts resting on my leg. The dainty gold crucifix dangling from her svelte throat made what we were doing in the darkened room feel somehow even dirtier. My gaze moved downward. In the low light, I could make out the vagueness of Maria's small, rounded belly, swollen with our illicit offspring. It was larger now, growing and protruding so sexily from the litheness of her tight, tanned body.
I did that. My big fucking white dick did that. I felt a primal, obsessive pride at the inevitable product of our breeding, my domination of Maria's Asian womb. I didn't allow the terrifying thought of being a teen father enter my mind; it was still all about the sex. Seeing our nubile family maid's pregnant belly rising and falling gently with her breath made me even harder as she gently jacked me off. I let out a groan through my teeth as I pulsed between her fingers.
Like I'd learned in school, I'd colonized her body and conquered her just as my American ancestors had done to the Philippines a hundred years ago. I'd made her into my broodmare, and now I wanted to enjoy the spoils.
Maria noticed my wanton eyes on her little gravid bump with a bite of her bottom lip, teeth bright against her darker skin in the gloom. Her free hand slid over her thigh to rest on her abdomen, caressing the swell and popped navel in a way that she knew drove me wild. Maria's ring finger sparkled with the cheap Mall 8 diamond I'd bought her with my allowance. Like, technically, it was an engagement ring. When I'd first given it to her, it was just to keep her from running away after learning she was pregnant. I didn't know what the fuck I was doing, promising I would marry her someday. Just that it felt good saying that and I wanted to keep fucking her brains out. But now...I just wanted to be with her.
Was that love? I don't know. Maybe. Saying I loved her now felt less like lip service to get her wet and pliable for me and more natural.
Real.
I definitely had feelings for Maria now, like, beyond her just being my obedient sex toy. Maybe she was the hired help, the Filipina housekeeper who was having sex with her employers' 18 year-old son, but she belonged to me. She was special, like a gift, you know? Maria was my secret slutty pregnant wife who'd completely given herself to me. Pussy, breasts, mind, womb; heart, and soul. I was actually beginning to really, deeply care about her. And even though our forbidden relationship was always in danger of discovery and serious consequences, I didn't ever want it to end.
Oblivious to what I was thinking, Maria's lips parted before she leaned forward to brush them against the angry pink head of my straining cock. The kiss lingered, followed by a lascivious flick of her tongue that came away with a strand of sticky pre. She licked her lips lewdly before arching her hips to push her sweat-slickened pregnant belly out enticingly as her palm caressed it, inflaming my desire to no end.
"You baby in here, already growing beeg," Maria said in a husky whisper. Her thick Filipino accent and bad English turned me on even more, knowing I loved it when she talked dirty like this and inflamed my all sexual obsessions. My mare gave my cock a chiding squeeze. "Big diick, beeg
tisoy
baby you make in me...
Ang libog ko para sa iyo...
"
Maria suddenly engulfed my cockhead in the familiar warm wetness of her slutty Pinay mouth, head moving sinuously as she sucked me off. Her little breaths and grunts of delight intensified as her fingers trailed from her swollen belly down through the thickening thatch of pubic hair above her slick pregnant cunt. Needy fingers strummed with growing urgency over her clit and in and out of her insatiable gash. My eyes rolled back into my skull as I roughly caressed the side of my mare's head and gripped her silky, jet black hair. The cross at her throat clinked chaotically as she dutifully served my big American dick, suckling deep and eagerly to show her gratitude for all the pleasure it had given her and the offspring it had sired in her fertile Asian womb.
'Ooh, I want you, I don't know if I need you, but
Ooh, I'd die to find out
Ooh, I want you, I don't know if I need you, but