The next few days in Ilocos, Philippines were spent visiting various friends and relatives in and around her hometown, as well as a little sightseeing for me. We visited Rizal Park which had a little zoo and pool, and the Sinking Bell Tower. The people were friendly everywhere we went. The nights were spent with my little 5 foot girlfriend riding me while talking more dirtily each time. The same woman that blushed the first time I asked her if she was enjoying our sex now was beginning to sound like a budding porn star.
The week rolled on until without any outside development until Thursday morning. While we were stopped on the side of the road at a fruit stand, Stacy saw the surfer girl from the other day looking at the guava. She walked over, sneaking around behind the pretty Japanese girl. As the girl grabbed a guava, Stacy reached in and slapped it out of her hand, saying " This not for tourist. This fruit is only for Filipinas."
Nami, who is a few inches taller than Stacy, turned around in surprise. Seeing Stacy, her face quickly changed to a smile, her almond eyes expressing her delight. " Hi, Stacy. You're still surfing, right? I'd hate to think I taught you for nothing."
" Well, I've been busy, Nami. No time for the beach but I've got time now, if you want to teach me some more. I don't have a board, but I could rent one."
Nami quickly agreed and after a quick logistical discussion, we returned to the Fort Ilocandia Resort, which we had switched to during the week. They had agreed to just go to the beach in Laoag, where the waves would be easier for a beginner like Stacy. After a quick change, we were out the door and headed to the beach to meet her new friend.
Upon arrival at the beach, we soon found Nami out riding the small waves. She plummeted into the foam near shore upon seeing us, hurriedly grabbed her board and ran up to us. Running over to us, she dropped the board by our stuff. She took Stacy by the hand, tugging her and saying " Let's go get you a board, abalbalay bassit ." Stacy blinked in surprise, then ran off grinning towards the rental shop.
The women came back soon, Stacy carrying her board and Nami with a cooler and some other things she had retrieved from the car. Setting her things down, she took Stacy the 30 feet down to the shoreline. There she had Stacy place her board down on the sand and stand on it. Nami got on her own board and demonstrated a stance. Stacy watched and imitated the various movements Nami was doing on her board.
Nami walked over to Stacy and stood behind her, coaching her stance now. I watched as the tall, slender, porcelain skinned woman stood behind the mahogany skinned Filipina, lifting Stacy's arms a little higher. She pushed downward on her shoulders, forcing her to squat down a little lower in her position. Then she stepped into Stacy's body, tightening herself into her. She rolled her hands out across her arms, grabbing Stacy's hands in her own. Then she rocked on the edge of the board, apparently attempting to show her the way to roll on the board. Stacy was nodding her head, agreeing with whatever Nami was saying, the talk lost to me in the surf's noise. Finally happy with the results, she stepped away and grabbed her board, followed by the tiny novice.
The women surfed almost continuously for the next two hours, with only a few token appearances made to me by Stacy. She was clearly improving as she rode the tiny waves, and seemed genuinely pleased whenever Nami clapped or yelled in congratulation. I sat and watched them until Stacy came back and I suggested we leave. She seemed disappointed, as I knew she would as she never wants to leave the beach, but agreed if she could have another half-hour. Having reached our compromise, she headed back out to Nami and the waves.
Soon enough, the women came back in, both looking hot in their bikinis. Stacy told me we were taking Nami to dinner and maybe out after that. I agreed, unnecessarily, and we packed up and headed back to our room.
We weren't in our room long when the phone rang. Stacy picked up and began talking. It was Nami on the other end and I went into the other room of the suite to play a game while they talked. Stacy came in to the little living room of our suite and said " Me and Nami decided to have a Girl's Night Out, guapu. She has friends that have a private party every Thursday, but she can only bring one person. So if you want to, go out and have fun. I'm sorry, but she's so much fun and after her teaching me how to surf., I didn't want to say no."
" What am I going to do?" I said, annoyed at the thought of sitting in the room while she was out having fun.
" Jeezus. I don't know. Get something to eat and play a game or something. Fuck I care."
Resigning myself to an evening indoors, I caught up with some news on the web. At about 6 p. m. Nami showed up carrying a couple of bags. Stacy and her went into the bathroom to change for their night, Stacy telling me no peeking.
In about 30 minutes, the girls emerged. Stacy looked ridiculously cute, dressed like a Japanese schoolgirl. Her white top had a flap that squared off in the back, like a naval uniform. She had on a blue plaid skirt, white stockings and little black shoes. On her head was a white band, pulling her bangs off her sweet round face. She was grinning as she saw my reaction of surprise and delight.
" You like me in this, baby? Do I look cute? "
" You look great, but what kind of party is this? "
Nami, dressed in what was clearly an over-the-top version of a school teacher's outfit, answered. " We have it every week. It's just a theme where everybody dresses like it's going to school. It's easy for me because I'm a teacher anyway. " Her gray suit was so tight I didn't know how she got it on. Her skirt, matching gray of course, ended below her knee, showing her slim legs off. Her feet had on patent leather high heels. Her long black hair had been placed into a very tight bun, held together by wooden sticks.
She walked over next to Stacy and stood next to her, placing her hand on Stacy's shoulder. " How do we look? " Nami asked.
Somewhere in my head I found an answer, as I stared, goggle-eyed, at these Asian wet dreams standing in front of me. " It's the first thing that ever made me want to go back to school."
The girls could tell from my reaction that they looked as hot as they thought they did. Nami took Stacy to her purse, pulling out a Mickey Mouse watch and a bracelet adorned with Pokemon characters. As she placed these on Stacy's wrist, Stacy looked coyly at me out of the sides of her eyes. She was clearly loving the attention the Japanese woman was lavishing on her. Nami then pulled out some Pink lip frost and placed it on Stacy's gorgeous lips. She was making her hotter by the second.
Nami then walked around Stacy, inspecting her like a sergeant checking a soldier's uniform. Stacy stood dead still, clearly hoping for Nami's approval. Nami walked to her bag and pulled out and enormous, multicolored sucker and told Stacy to hold it. Stacy shyly took the sucker and held it as Nami grabbed her camera and started taking photos. My mind was in overdrive watching this, hoping the photos might lead somewhere else.
Nami had Stacy pose for the next few minutes, taking various shots. She had Stacy look down with the lollipop in her mouth, telling her to act shy. Stacy, clearly loving the playacting, began to act like a dirty, little schoolgirl, making suggestive faces to the lens. Satisfied with her shots, Nami stopped and looked again at the pretty little Filipina "schoolgirl" standing in front of her.
" I don't like that as much as I thought at first. Let's try this." Nami said, walking to the bag again. She proceeded to pull out a Hello Kitty lunchbox, having Stacy hold that. My cock was hard watching this decoration of Stacy occur.
" Yeah, that's better, albalbalay. I am going to love show and tell tonight. The boys will all be hot for you, and the girls will all be jealous I found you." Nami said, snapping more photos of my girlfriend, who looked happily back at me as I grinned.
Finally pleased with her doll's appearance, she took Stacy's hand and they walked toward the door. " These parties usually end at about 11, so I'll try to bring her home safely. " Nami told me, causing the women to start laughing. " She might not be in the same condition, though. "
Stacy came and kissed my cheek, saying " Thanks again, lover. Don't be mad at me. I'll text you."
