As I think back to how I came to where I am now, it all seems inevitable. Although she would probably still deny it, I believe she had planned it all along. Stacy, my girlfriend, is too smart for it to have been an accident.
Stacy is a beautiful Filipina girl of 29 years. Her petite, athletic frame is maintained by her by her daily workouts. A natural flirt, she had caught my eye immediately when I met her. We flirted a little, and much to my surprise, I soon was in bed with her on a regular basis. Although shy in bed at first, she soon became more aggressive, even gradually becoming the more dominant person during sex.
Stacy loves sex as much as any woman I have ever known. Her gradual blossoming began after I started talking to her during sex. She loves being on top and listening as I tell her how beautiful I think she is, but she opened up when I told her I fantasized about her being with another woman. Her orgasms would come more quickly and frequently as she would close her eyes and get lost in her mind, all the time riding my cock.
Then one day as we were having at it, and I described what the other girl was doing to her, she looked down at me with her caramel eyes and said, "Another guy."
I was surprised because she rarely spoke, except to give instructions. As I looked at her, she said, "Tell me a story about me with another man. That's okay, no?"
My cock hardened as for the first time I thought about my little brown princess being fucked by another man. I was barely into telling her how hot that would be, when she came. As time went on this became her preferred tale, and was a guarantee of multiple orgasms for her. Gradually, I came to only want sex with her on top, which she, judging by watching her turn into a sexually hungry woman. more than agreed with.
We decided to go on a trip to her home to see her family in the Philippines. While there, she kept dropping hints that the trip was going to be " More fun than I wanted."
She would give me an impish smile, then laugh teasingly. Soon the day came and we took the long flight to The PI. On arrival in her hometown, we were met by her sister, Sherry. She was a pretty woman, and, as Stacy had told me, was about 8 inches taller than her. We were soon at Stacy's childhood home, where a number of her friends and family awaited her. Her mood was decidedly elevated that day, but after staying one night we decided to stay at a hotel in Laoag City. All Thursday and Friday I pawed at the sexy, little Filipina, but I was rebuffed every time. "Wait for Saturday, dog." was her reply each time I tried to get at her.
Finally, Saturday arrived and I woke up, grabbing her and kissing her. She sleepily got out of bed, looking at me as if I were nuts. "Happy Saturday!" I said, bending down to kiss her.
She playfully slapped my face, saying, " Tonight, retard. Not now." She then got on the phone, calling Sherry. They spoke a mixture of Ilocano and English to each other. Stacy said she would tell her more later, and they arranged to go to lunch and get their hair done together.
As she left to see her sister I asked what I was supposed to do while she was gone. She said, " Sit and wait for your owner like a good dog." She laughed and kissed me goodbye and I went out after she left.
Laoag City is a beach city, and was rather pleasant to walk around as I passed the day. I soon became bored, however, and went back to the hotel. Stacy and her sister soon returned. Stacy looked fantastic, her hair cut short around her the top of her neck. She smiled at me sexily, asking if I liked it. I answered her by grabbing her and kissing her as passionately as she would allow in front of her sister. "You look so hot, Pok. I love the short hair. It makes you even sexier."
She replied, " Always the right answer, smart guy." reaching up and kissing me back. "We're going out to a club tonight and Sherry is coming with us. Her husband never takes her out. So get dressed while I make myself yummy."
She went into the bathroom with a black cocktail dress and emerged about a half hour later looking better than I had ever seen her look. Her beautiful face is highlighted by her perfect, luscious, fat, so-kissable lips and her darting, mischievous, sexy brown eyes. Her black dress hugged the contours of her firm body, the straps allowing the sweet curves of her shoulders to be seen and admired. Her B-cup breasts are firm, and the dress was tightly fit on her chest, proudly showing them off. The hemline was just barely low enough to cover her ass, her proudest achievement on her body. She was proud of it because, as she said, " I worked hard for this ass." Then came her smooth, tan, athletic legs. Her thighs are perfect, and she has the best legs of any short girl I have ever seen. Her feet were encased in shiny black heels, which gave even more tone to her calves as she walked. Her sister looked great, too, but I was so aroused at my tiny Asian girl, that I barely noticed.
"Let's go, baby. I want to have fun tonight, so what I say goes, right?" she asked. I excitedly told her yes, and saw her flash a glance at her sister. " I told you he'd be easy." Stacy said , and they both laughed as we went out.
Soon we were headed into the night, and arrived at a club where the music could be heard pounding outside, in the warm, summer's eve heat. I went in with the girls, catching an admiring look from the bouncer at the door. Stacy laughed at the smile on my face. " You're with two hot Filipinas right now, Stoop, but don't count on that later."
The thought hadn't really occurred to me that I might have a threesome, but I was happy to hope for it as we entered the disco. We were taken to a booth with a good view of the dance floor, and ordered some drinks from the pretty cocktail waitress. Stacy was smiling again as she caught me looking at the pretty young girl leave. "You're too old for her, retard." she said, knowing that I felt that at 44 I was too old for her as well.
Soon I was on the floor, dancing with the sexiest woman in the place. I could feel the men staring at her voraciously, wanting her. I felt proud that she was mine, like a kid at show and tell with his brand new toy that he knew was better than anyone else's toy. After a few more drinks and dances, we were back at the booth. Stacy and Sherry were talking to each other closely, and with the thump of the music, I couldn't hear a word they were saying.
Stacy looked at me and said, " Go dance with Sherry for a while, baby. She's getting bored watching us." I agreed and was soon on the dance floor with her big sister. Before the first song was over, at least 5 guys went to the booth, asking my Princess to dance. All were rejected, however, and I continued to dance, not well, with Sherry. Soon, however, I felt a hip bump into my leg. I turned to see Stacy there, dancing with a young, and admittedly very handsome, Filipino guy. The guy was clearly into her, glancing at his friends as if to brag that he was dancing with the prettiest girl in the place. Stacy looked at me as if to make sure it was okay, but then decided on her own that she didn't care if it was or not. I left the dance floor with Sherry and we sat in the booth and watched as Stacy and the guy, who looked to be no more than 20, continued to dance to the uptempo Ilocano song being played.
Then a slow song came on. I gnashed my teeth as Stacy allowed the guy to wrap his arms around her. He seemed tentative at first, but loosened up as she wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling him to her. The dance seemed to last forever, as Stacy and the young man swayed to the music. As the song ended, they broke from their embrace, reluctantly on his part, and she took him by the hand and led him to the booth. He smiled at us as Stacy said, " This is my sister Sherry and her husband Jim."
I started to say I wasn't when I felt Sherry squeeze my arm, lean towards me and say, "Let her dance with him. It's just harmless fun."
I eased back into the booth, the young man extending his hand and saying in thickly accented English, " I'm Kazuo. I'm visiting from Japan. You are American, right?" I nodded my head politely. "My mother is Filipina and my dad's Japanese but they both speak English pretty well. Do I speak good?" I said yes and soon the guy was off and running, telling us how he was a 19 year old student at Kyoto University and blah, blah, blah. The entire time he spoke, I watched as my sexy girlfriend watched him adoringly, like a girl with her new puppy. My heart cracked a little as Stacy stood, taking the young Japanese-Filipino male by his hand and led him back to the dance floor. Soon they were dancing, Stacy flirting and touching Kaz's arms constantly.
Again a slow song came on, and I watched as the couple embraced again. I watched, fascinated and angered as Stacy reached her small arms up and pulled Kazuo's face to hers, pressing their lips together in a kiss. My curiosity and arousal won again as I fought the urge to go and stop her. She kissed him three more times during the song, each time her lips lingering a little longer on her partner's lips. After the song was over, they came back to the booth. I felt my cock hardening as Stacy and Kaz sat down. Soon her hand was on his thigh, rubbing his leg, all the time smiling at me impishly. Then he grabbed her arm and pulled her up onto his lap. Then they began to make out right in front of me and Sherry. Stacy's hands were all over the guy as they began to French kiss.
She then slid off him and gave me a quick glance, apparently trying to give me a better view. My stomach was in knots as I watched, the arousal of the couple becoming more evident as Stacy reached down towards his pelvis. I heard him groan as she rubbed his maleness through his pants. She looked at me out of the corner of her eye, an evil knowledge that I would not stop her, in fact, could not stop her as I watched my sexy goddess toy with this man-child.
Suddenly she stopped kissing Kazuo, and said " This girl is getting too hot for the public." Indeed, many people in the club were eying the pair as they groped and kissed each other. " Let's go to the hotel and have some more fun."
She aimed her stare at me, silently seeming to give me one more chance to back out. She grinned happily as I said okay and off we went. The taxi ride was hot, watching as Stacy sat on Kaz's lap, his hands caressing her shoulders that I loved so well. Sherry and I sat watching, her grinning and whispering in my ear that my hard cock was showing in my pants.
