Breeding the Help Ch. 04

Joy stood at her side in a plain purple dress, while their parents looked on expectantly, wearing their best clothes, simple and worn as they might have been. Relatives and onlookers were crowded around, men and boys wearing simple polo shirts and slacks, while the women and girls had their plain Sunday dresses with flowers in their hair, many barefoot like Maria. I was wearing a linen suit with a black button-down underneath and the sleeves rolled up -- the only suit I'd brought from home. My heart was pounding and my face ached from smiling, but unlike graduation, none of it was forced. We both looked dazed now that the moment was finally, actually reality.

Maria and I exchanged some simple vows as we held hands on the beach. I was touched when my Filipina bride produced a solid gold ring for me, delighted after I'd revealed a slender platinum band for her, both purchased in secret from one another before we'd left Thailand. After the rings were on our fingers, the priest wrapped our hands together in his stole and blessed us; we were pronounced man and wife. Against the setting sun, I kissed Maria deeply before dipping her low, our hungry mouths still together. The crowd was delighted with a ripple of applause and joy, while some of the kids and teenagers screamed and laughed. Liwanag was crying, and though stoic, Benigno looked relieved. Joy was clapping her hands wildly.

There was another feast, of course, something Maria called the handaan. Basically the Filipino village version of a big fat wedding reception. Tables were laden with rice, fresh fish, and a wide variety of stewed meat and vegetables, along with a few chickens. Some of the aromatic dishes I knew from Maria's cooking, but many others were new but equally appetizing, despite the flies that were quickly gathering. The men broke out this coconut wine called tuba, which they were sharing with some of the young kids. There was this gin bulag firewater-type shit that was being passed around too but I didn't want to make a fool of myself by getting drunk so I mostly busied myself with the amazing food.

It wasn't the extravagant opulence that my parents probably imagined for my eventual wedding to a Katie Barrows or a Margaux Bennett; it was basically a big neighborhood potluck that lasted well into the night, the tables full of raucous, exuberant villagers who had been invited to join us as I sat at the head with Maria. Throughout the evening, I noticed that along with some of the other young women, Joy kept staring at me, though it was difficult to discern whether the looks were curious, appraising, or something else entirely. Maria's relatives kept pestering her in Tagalog and bringing her snacks and drinks and presents to the point that it looked like she might throw something at them. It was all a miasma of color and smells and vivacious island people -- like a dream, but a good one this time.

Now Maria was really, truly my wife.

"Hey," my sexy bride said, her lips curled up like a cupid's bow as she nudged my hand, seeing I'd spaced out. "You okay, love?"

"Oh, yeah, for sure," I answered with a smile. "It's just kind of hard to believe, like I know we talked about it but now we're really, actually married."

Maria beamed. "We really are," she smiled. "Now you not get rid of me, never. You're mine. My husbaand," she said in a sultry voice, her fingers grazing my leg under the table, causing my dick to stir. I leaned over to kiss her cheek.

"You better be ready for me," I grinned, purring into her ear. "I'm gonna fuck your hot lil' pregnant body the whole night."

Maria demurred with her head lowered, giving me this wanton little side eye through her dark lashes. I felt her fingers tighten around mine and her foot rub up the side of my leg, a secretive, seductive look spreading over her pretty Filipina face.

We didn't stay too much longer -- after we expressed our thanks and finally had her parents' official blessing, Maria was eager to show me our new house. She'd financed it with some of the money I'd given her and had it built over the last 4 months. My Filipina bride held my hand, leading me down the path toward the beach, the full moon shimmering over the water. Out here, far from city lights, the stars were splashed in a dazzling, breathtaking spray over the night sky. Our home was a brand-new two-story nipa house, much larger and more modern than the others. It was set further back, near the jungle where it was raised up off the ground with a covered porch. The sounds of the sea lapping against the shore and the soft breeze followed us as we made our way to the wooden staircase leading up. Maria held my hand, climbing the steps in front of me as my eyes drank in her round, pert ass under that dress, swaying with each step. She glanced over her shoulder, biting her lower lip and smiling as she knew she was putting on a show.

Maria was grinning ear to ear as she took me around the house, pointing out all of the details she was particularly proud of. The first floor had the living and dining room area with the kitchen while the bedrooms were on the second level. To my surprise, it was really nice. Workers from Butuan and as far as Davao had come to build it. Amazing how far just a few thousand US dollars could go here. There was tile on the floors and the kitchen was modern. It was sparse, but the furnishings looked good. The bathroom and shower area was large and clean with actual plumbing. There was even a nursery, though everything was still in boxes, waiting to be assembled and put away.

The best part was the incredible view of the ocean. It stretched on forever into the darkness, dappled with the lights of tiny fishing boats going for their evening catch.

I could actually see myself living here.

As we stood on the balcony, Maria nibbling on my neck, she gave my ass a swat. "Joy will stay with us until she go back to Angeles City," my sexy little Pinay wife declared. "She no wan be at Mama Papa house after she see our home...maybe she spoiled now," Maria sighed.

"Is Joy gonna hear us?" I grinned wolfishly, hugging Maria from behind. I rubbed my hand over her big, protruding baby bump, letting my palm explore the curve and my fingers linger over the top of her popped-out navel.

My mare shrugged, humming contentedly at the attention.

"She a big girl now," Maria smiled, pressing her ass against me and reaching up to toy with the back of my hair, sliding up to kiss the side of my jaw as she guided my hands all over her pregnant belly and between her thighs, our wedding rings shining in the low light. I was growing huge and hard for her, grinding into her slinky Asian body insistently. Maria let out this soft, satisfied little sound.

"So you ready for me, sexy wife?" I challenged playfully as I felt my cock lengthen and thicken fully in my shorts, pressing against her firm ass as Maria leaned over the railing and smiled, the warm sea breeze on her dark hair. My hands continued to roam, to grope and knead at her voluptuous brown curves, her deeply feminine gifts.

"Take me to bedroom, now Carl Daddy..." my mare breathed in a sensual moan.

****

I pounded Maria's naked, sweat-slickened body in our new bedroom, my motions deep but gentle. We had been fucking all night to consummate our marriage, not able to get enough of each other, loud and desperate in our union, a mess of moaning, grunting, and wet fucking sounds as we quenched our hunger for each other with our bodies. We laughed when we heard Joy's music being turned up next door.

It was round five and Maria was lying on her back with her thighs spread wide for me, the hill of her hugely pregnant stomach jutting upwards as I pistoned myself inside her hairy mare cunt. My wife moaned into my mouth, our tongues lashing each other as she pushed her hips against me and met my controlled thrusts, the room echoing the clap of my body pumping into her with every drive. Maria was hot, tight, and soaked around my shaft, her walls clutching around my meaty shaft every time I buried my cock in her depths, the swollen head pressing against her cervix, making her cry out with a joyful, primal moan.

"I want you pregnant as soon as you have the twins," I grunted breathlessly, the sweat from my young body dripping down onto her pregnant swell. My heavy ballsack slapped her ass noisily every time I pushed back inside her, filling her up again. Her huge belly heaved up and down with each stroke as we made out and fucked, me carefully balancing over her with the sheer size of her swollen abdomen and full, milky tits, Maria let out a squealing gasp and came again as my big white cock pumped into her, filling her cervix with hot semen and triggering her own orgasm. Maria squeezed my dick in waves with her silken walls and writhed, panting and whining against my mouth.

My hand went between her thighs to rub her clit, and Maria immediately shrieked in delight as she climaxed again, her naked, pregnant body convulsing under my own as our wet skin pressed together. Her fingers dug into the back of my head, pulling me into another heated kiss that sent us over the edge together. I grunted in a final stroke as the tension in my balls was finally released. My shaft buried into her as I exploded another gushing load of hot seed. Maria's cunt clenched around again, drawing every last drop of my semen out and into her fertile depths. I leaned my head down on her chest and kissed the top of her left breast as she stroked the back of my head and whispered her love in my ear. I took her nipple into my mouth and suckled, tasting her milk.

Maria's head rolled back with a blissful moan and closed her eyes, her lips swollen and wet from my kisses, hair spread around her in a fan of jet-black silk. We stayed that way for a minute as I remained buried to the root inside her, sucking on her broodmare teats until her pregnant body squirmed from the overstimulation and I felt her fluttering, tightening around my still-hard length.

"Ooooh, so much cum, baby," she giggled, giving the slightest thrust of her hips, causing me to push inside her with a slick, wet noise.

"Yeah, well...get used to it," I replied with a grin, kissing her cheek and licking at the corner of her lips, causing her to wrinkle her nose playfully. We fell asleep with me still inside her, our hands feeling the comforting motions of the twins rippling beneath the taut flesh of Maria's bump.

The next morning when we came down to the kitchen, Joy was sitting at the table with a sticker-laden Acer laptop and some school books. She was in a loose-fitting white crop top with a big red rose, with black capri yoga pants, her bare midriff exposed. Joy's tight, thin teenage body looked lithe and fit, but her top was cut in such a way that I could see the swell of her young, ripe little breasts and even the outline of her dark nipples under the cloth.

Her sullen almond-shaped eyes glanced up with annoyance, a frown twisting the pout of her lips.

"You two are fucking LOUD, Kuya," she complained. "Couldn't sleep."

I mumbled an apology before shuffling into the kitchen for some coffee and rummaging in the pantry for food. I was wearing nothing but a pair of gray sweatpants, my pale, tightly muscled bare torso still damp from the shower I'd taken with Maria. I could tell that Joy was staring at me as I made some coffee in the pot and grabbed a circle of piaya flatbread as I caught her checking me out. Joy quickly averted her eyes back to her laptop.

Man, was she just as horny as her sister or something? Or just never saw a decent-looking white guy before? My depraved, rebellious dick made my mind briefly skirt around the fantasy of fucking Joy's feisty, insolent teenage Asian body right there on the couch, but I quickly shook it off. I wasn't like that.

Maria and I spent the day on the beach, her wearing a wide-brimmed sun hat and bikini, the dark material barely covering her big nipples and hairy cunt, drawing my eyes to her pregnant swell as her taut, mostly naked brown body gloriously stretched out under the sun.

I wore my board short-style swimming trunks, trying to take it easy with Maria as we strolled along the beach and enjoyed the view, hand in hand.

"When do you think the babies will come?" I asked.

Maria grinned at me. "Soon..." she replied, rubbing her distended pregnant globe. "I feel them ready, sometimes my belly tight." She bit her lower lip, a wicked smile pulling at her lips. "Maybe tonight you help them come out?" Her mouth split into a grin at my horndog expression, and she leaned up on the arch of her feet to whisper in my ear: "It mean you can fuck me hard as you wan."

My cock almost instantly throbbed to full hardeness.

"Is everything ready though?" I asked as we walked along the shore, far from the village, far from civilization. "Crib, diapers, sheets, toys..." I continued on for a moment, and Maria squeezed my hand.

"It okay. I see midwife already yesterday. She come when it time. No worry, Carl Daddy."

My wife's sultry eyes were down at the big, tenting bulge in my swimsuit. She looked around to see that it was only us, then squatted down, barefoot in the sand to pull down the waistband of my trunks and free my big flaccid white cock. Maria's eyes rolled up at me, smile impish as her fingers with her wedding ring traced the big y-shaped vein along my shaft, then my glans, slowly coaxing it to engorge and stiffen. I felt like I was in a fucking porno, my beautiful pregnant Pinay wife lapping her tongue over the throbbing length of my cock before taking my big, meaty head in her mouth. Maria's lips stretched wide around my thick cock as the length slowly disappeared down her throat, her soft moans sending a ripple of pleasure down the shaft and making my balls twitch and swell as she swallowed my girth.

"Aauun...aaunn....nnnaaaaauuuhh!"

I gently gripped the back of my wife's head and pulled her hair free from its ponytail, groaning with lust and desire. I could smell her hot skin and her sweat, beaded from the ocean sun. Maria eagerly sucked and bobbed, my cock swelling even further inside her tight mouth as it slid over her tongue. It was a new plane of paradise, having this sexy, thoroughly knocked-up Asian goddess blowing my dick on the beach.

It took about twenty seconds of my wife's wet, expert mouth sucking me before my balls tightened and I felt an orgasm approaching. My fingers entwined in her black hair and my hips jerked a little with a sudden spasm. I came in a heavy spurt down Maria's throat, groaning loudly. She swallowed it all with a throaty gasp, smiling up at me as her fingers wrapped around the shaft and gave a squeeze to milk the last of my seed.

"Unnnh," I grunted, still a little shaky. "Thanks baby..."

"Anything for Carl Daddy," she cooed. "You know...I miss you cock after they born," Maria said with a lustful, lamenting breath, rubbing her cheek on my thigh.

I gingerly put my spent dick back into my swim trunks, checking to see that I didn't get any cum on them. Maria was licking her lips and stroking the underside of her swollen belly as she slowly got to her feet, brushing the sand off her knees. She gave a playful tug of my swimsuit waistband to make sure I was covered up.

"How long do we have to wait until we can do it again?" I asked,

Maria pursed her lips, a sensuous, sinful expression on her face as she considered.

"We see," she murmured, tracing the outline of her big breasts in the bikini, fat nipples hardening to push against the fabric. "And then you give me next baby..."

"You're such a fuckin' tease," I growled at her playfully, gripping her flared hips and maneuvering her over to an outcropping of palm trees. Soon she was braced up against the trunk, legs spread, bikini bottom around her ankles and her top on the sand. Her pendulous tits were bared and leaking milk, slick, hairy mare cunt lips wrapped around my shaft as her gravid belly hung huge, swinging lewdly beneath her. Maria let out a low, animalistic moan as I filled from behind as we watched the surf, rutting slowly under the swaying fronds of the trees and listening to the crashing of the surf. I made her come in waves around my thick white cock, and the sound of her cries carried across the beach. My hands roamed over my mare's pregnant body, taking my pleasure, her cries rising as I filled her newly-married Asian cunt again with my thick, potent seed.

****

That evening after dinner with my new sister and parents-in-law, Joy, Maria, and I returned home. We all sat down to watch a movie in our living room to watch a couple of VCDs that I'd brought with me on the little TV -- the Fifth Element and Men in Black. I was massaging Maria's swollen feet as she lay them across my lap on the couch while Joy and I nursed bottles of San Miguel. It was late evening when Joy yawned and made her excuses, taking her bag of toiletries and pajamas to the second floor.

Maria waited until we heard the door to the upstairs bedroom click shut, and she rubbed her big pregnant belly with a giggle, turning toward me. She was wearing a pale blue maternity sundress with her dark hair done up, with no bra or underwear underneath.

"You big horse diick ready now?" she smiled wickedly, pushing her pregnant belly against my chest and leaning in to kiss me.

We went to the bedroom, our arms wrapped around each other, lips locked together. Maria's swollen breasts rubbed up against my naked, strong chest. Inside, my wife set up candles while I disrobed and watched her, my large, aching cock hanging heavy between my legs, ready to rut and breed.

"I love you," I said, coming over to caress that swollen pregnant belly of hers as she lowered the straps of her dress. Maria looked so incredibly sexy as the slip of fabric dropped to the floor and she stepped out of it, standing naked, her teats jutting out with their big nipples and dark brown areolae, already starting to drip with her arousal. The smooth skin of my mare's abdomen was like a firm beach ball between us, our flesh a hot press of whiteness and dark caramel. The musk of Maria's arousal was already in the air, filling my nostrils as her warm little hands ran up and down the toned planes of my pale back. Her lips grazed the side of my face and neck while she pressed her full, pregnant curves into my naked body so needily. I pulled her close, my dick rock hard and bobbing up against the swell of her stomach as Maria nibbled on my lips and tugged on my lower lip with her teeth.

"I love you," Maria whispered, kissing my lips, rubbing her hard, fat nipples on my naked flesh, staining my hard, defined torso with her milk. She sidled away from me and climbed onto our marital bed on her hands and knees, presenting her dripping, furry mare cunt for the final act of our breeding, her huge swollen belly and heavy breasts swaying below her. She was writhing, whining with need as she looked behind herself at me with her wanton almond-shaped eyes. Maria pawed at herself as I crawled onto the bed behind her, my own eyes glazing over as I took in the sight of the young pregnant mare in heat in front of me. She was pleading for me to fuck her into labor. It was all so depraved, so unbelievably erotic.

My hand slid around Maria's naked waist and up to the full, rounded underswell of her pregnant abdomen. I couldn't get enough of my wife's pregnant body.

"So beautiful..." I murmured as she writhed in time with the fitful squirms of our roused offspring, hanging globe of pregnant flesh trembling gently, all while she arched her back to press her pert ass into me. My wife's body was on display, so motherly, so fertile and feminine. Serving her genetic purpose of carrying a womb full of white babies. I felt myself growing even harder, and Maria let out a sigh of pleasure as I brushed my fingertips over her pregnant belly in gentle circles. My hands slid over her hard, protruding navel and firm belly before cupping and squeezing the swollen underside of her hanging udders, milking them with rough jets that splashed onto the bedding like she was a true Mindanao broodmare. Maria cried out as she came from the sensation, her open cunt dripping in clear threads from the wild black triangle of hair that surrounded it. My woman mewled back at me, wordlessly begging me to fill her.