Rachelle Ord

Diary / Rachelle Ord

I looked up from the accounts and financial records of the WFGC towards Pilar Tabares, its current Filipina President. The WFGC (Women For God Council) which had a large say in the distribution of Catholic Charity funds from Melbourne Australia to overseas countries in Asia was presently racked by internal conflict as the Vietnamese members had recently become more numerous (about 10% of Vietnamese are Catholics, not Buddhist and super religious). They had tried to wrest control from the long-established but now numerically smaller God-fearing Filipinas and divert the distribution of charity and the religious administrative positions to their advantage.

Pilar was 45 years old, 5ft 2 inches, 125 pounds, 36C,32,39 with a large round full face and short hair. Like most middle-aged Filipinas she had short legs attractive to the knees, then very solid thighs and buttocks and a rounded belly. She was wearing flat heels, a shortish fairly tight black skirt which ended slightly above her knees and showed both her shapely calf and ankle and the power in her solid thighs and arse. Her old fashioned blouse was stretched tight and her prominent nipples strained against the material.


"As the auditor, I have to warn you there appears to be some serious anomalies in the accounts. Perhaps you could help clarify them."

"I don't know what you mean, it's all accounted for properly."

"On the surface," I replied, but if anyone probes deeper into say Medino or Emarno payments they will see that it doesn't add up by about $75,000."

She protested but a few home truths from the financial figure had her slump and hang her head.

"I only did it to send the money to the orphans in the Philippines, and stop the Vietnamese using it in their country. They've got more money than us Filipinas. Have you already told the Australian council? I suppose it made that bitch Nga happy when you told her. Anyway, I'm still glad I beat her in the sexfight and took you in front of her."

She was referring to the suspicious, no make that rigged win of hers in the last election over my Vietnamese partner Nga, Nga's sexfight challenge and the Filipina's win before fucking Nga in front of me and her taking of me as the prize.

"Come and sign this," I said.

"What is it, a confession?" She hissed.

Perhaps it was my businessman's liquid lunch from the Vine Hotel and not me speaking when I said, "No, it's a proper set of accounts that are bulletproof complete with invoices, receipts, and a set of temporary accounts for you to use for this year and let me fix up each month. Sign these so I can send them to Sydney."

Stunned and dumbfounded she mumbled with the words tumbling out, "Why? For me? Only last week I humiliated your woman Nga. What can I do to thank you?"

This..." I said, slowly undoing her blouse. "Maybe I enjoyed and appreciated your display of superiority over, and fucking of Nga last week."

Thankfully, the bra was a front hook design and parted easily. Her breasts were 36C but hung rather than stood out and had very dark grape-sized nipples and areolae the size of a small woman's palm. To the accompaniment of her indrawn breath, I bent and quickly flicked one brown nipple with the end of my tongue. It hardened instantly, and I kept it alive with a fingertip as I moved to the other. Three quick flicks with just the tip of my tongue, and this one, too, became rock hard.

Switching back to the first, while lightly still rubbing my fingertip over the one I'd just left, I took it between my teeth and bit; just hard enough to draw a gasp from Pilar, followed by her long guttural moan. Her hands wrapped around my head and cradled it as I switched back and forth, teasing her sensitive nipples, and occasionally sucking an entire nipple cone into my mouth, swabbing its surface with my tongue. Rapidly, blood flowed to her lard dark areolae and they too swelled and stood proud of her full tits.

Pilar's moans were now the background music for the dance her hips were playing against me as I continued arousing her tits. As I raked the responsive nipple of her left breast with my teeth, I didn't care if her tits were not firm like a teenager or my Nga. They were sensitive to the nth degree, especially her nipples. I continued sucking on her elongated nipple for several minutes. She seemed to get the maximum stimulation when I sucked the nubbin hard, drawing it deep into my mouth, then playing with it with the tip of my tongue. Each time I did that, she thrust her pussy against my groin, pressing and rotating her cunt against my cock, dry-humping me.

I tried to pull my lips away from her swollen nubbin, but she reached behind my head and pulled my face back into her tit, urging me on with animalistic noises that seemed to come from deep within her throat.

Finally, I got her to sit on the sofa and I knelt on the floor at her feet. She opened her legs wide. As she did last week in her defeat of Nga she raised her skirt to reveal no panties and her shaved pussy and the huge gash splitting her coconut sized mound. Again she began flexing her cunt muscles which made her lips open and close so they became drenched with her hot pussy juice.

I looked at the cunt that had outfucked my Vietnamese partner Nga 5 days earlier. The cunt that had held the strap-on as she fucked Nga for an hour while I fucked her. I barely put any pressure on her legs at all and she spread herself wider before me. I ran my hands down her thighs until I had a real meaty part of her thigh in my hand. I squeezed. Her snatch thrust up off the couch.

She reached out and took a hold of her ankles and pulled her legs back toward her head. Her entire cunt was spread before me and my cock was responding positively, swelling and hardening with its head and veins pulsing. I ran a hand along her belly and felt her shiver a bit. When I started to rub a couple of fingers up and down her plump cunt lips she started to moan. I spread her legs further apart, bent forward and kissed her navel. I slowly worked my tongue into her belly button and reamed it out for a short period before continuing my journey down south toward her shaven slit.

I was at her entrance, just teasing her, letting the arousal build. She started talking quickly almost incoherently, but I gathered that our fuck last week was her first for over 10 years and she had been thinking and fantasizing on it for the past seven days. Her husband was 70 when she married him 12 years before and in her words, "the fucking bastard just won't die."

I pushed her legs further apart and with my hands, spread open the meat before me. She was already gooey wet. I licked her slowly and she started to move pressing her cunt against my moving tongue. I started at her hairless anus and slid my tongue right up her cunt lips until I had her prominent clit between my lips. I nibbled on it and she just moaned and rocked as she came. As her climax ebbed away, I moved upwards to hold her in my arms, enjoying the sensation of having her hard large nipples against my chest as I kissed her lips. I moaned as I felt her hand enfold and squeeze my throbbing prick and she said, "It's hard just like last week. Just like I dreamed of since then."

Her fingers moulded the shape of my cock, as she traced the throbbing veins and rolled the swollen glans with her other hand. She pulled me gently towards her and moved so my cock head rested in the entrance of her shaved, wide, large wet pussy.

"Now what do you think of the Filipina President who can't do good Accounting?" she asked me.

"I think this," I said, moving so the very tip of my cock pressed a little further into her dripping fanny.

With this, she separated her legs a little further and pushed her hips upwards so the head of my cock pressed partway into her pussy.

"Oh God. Feels so good," I gasped.

"Only fuck it if its better than Vietnamese, because if you fuck me now I intend to have it only used in this Filipina and have her watch us after I fuck her again. Do you want to watch me fight the stuck up bitch first and beat her up before I fuck her?"

God! The use of those words in that situation removed any last trace of hesitation of what I had been hoping for.

And we fucked. I pushed and she pulled, until I slid slowly into the depths of her clutching cunt; until I could feel her cunt lips locked around the base of my cock; until I could feel the smooth skin of her cunt caressing my stomach; and until she could feel my balls between the cheeks of her sweaty arse. We were committed now, the act of treachery to my partner Nga on my part, of penetration, had happened and our unspoken thoughts were confirmed.

"Do that again," she whispered.

I eased my cock reluctantly out of her wetness and started the journey back down her fuck tube.

"Oh yes, that. Do it," she murmured as my cock slid slowly and fully into her again, "Fuck me. Fuck me hard."

Her tightness, the taboo excitement of penetrating my partner's hated enemy suddenly became too much and I started thrusting into her squelching sex with quick excited thrusts. She answered my need with her demands but we settled down so we were timing and matching our thrusts and withdrawals. They went from the merest caresses to the most basic grunting slap as we climbed a mountain of pleasure.

"OOOOOHHHHHH AAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhh OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHH" she wailed as she came, her voice rising and falling.

I began to move my still-hard cock inside her juice-filled cunt, grinding my pubic bone against her clit as Pilar recovered from the mind-numbing sensations of her cums. I rolled over onto my back, pulling her on top of me with my rigid cock still buried deep inside her. She began to move her hips up and down over my fully impaled organ, riding me like a cowboy on a bucking bronco.

Her riding of my cock, the musky aroma of her sex mingled with my thoughts of Nga and Pilar sex fighting again for sexual supremacy, filled my senses and drove me to my climax.

"Don't stop. Keep fucking me" she panted as we both entered a final animalistic state. I was n the zone. I no longer had control of myself. For what seemed like an age I was centred on driving as deep into her as possible to fill her hungry, demanding cunt with as much sperm as I could give her. She was intent only on being filled and feeling me fill her when the time came.

She felt the tightness of my cum filled balls about to unleash their load as they slapped hard against her arse and this triggered another long orgasm in her. I felt her full spasms start from the centre of her cunt as her orgasm wrapped itself hungrily around the head of my cock before spreading downwards in a series of violent shudders. Her hot, wetness stroked and sucked at my cock and as I began to come in a frenzy of panting, Pilar maintained a series of vaginal spasms that forced me to empty my balls into her wet, sloppy pussy.

My semen was spurting deep into her while she clung onto me with her arms and legs trying to pull my rod ever deeper into her. Panting, crying, and moaning like a wounded beast she rode the storm and milked my cock of every last drop of sperm-rich semen. With three gigantic spasms, she cried out as if hurt and then collapsed backwards exhausted on the couch pulling me on top and keeping me locked into her with her legs and arms. My pulsing cock and balls slowly calmed down and my breathing slowed to just below heart attack levels.

I let my hand join hers in the gentle circling movements that I gradually enlarged to encompass the fat lips of her pussy. As I did so, her breathing became shallower and she parted her legs wider. I stared in wonder at her used cunt, noticing how her skin was caked with her cum and her meaty lips glistened with her love juices. I gently bent over and replaced my fingers with my tongue and began to lick the outside of her lips. Pilar continued to touch her mound and without any encouragement from me parted her legs so that her lips opened offering a glimpse of the already moist and enticing pinkness between her labia. Lying down between her parted thighs I carefully separated her lips with my fingers and looked at the throbbing bud of her clitoris. With the first kisses, I caressed it and then with the tip of my tongue reached out and touched it.

'Mmmm." she sighed as I began circling her jerking erect clit. Her moanings and the contractions of her vagina and juices oozing from it was getting to my recently deflated cock and already a beginning erection was trapped between the sofa and my body. When I gently probed her wet pussy with my tongue she jumped slightly, and then lay back, parting her legs as a long sigh escaped her half-open mouth.

I continued to lick her from her erect clitoris, over and into her vagina and down to circle her anus, she covered my face with her wetness as I did so. As she became more excited she pushed her arse up allowing me to cup her buttocks in the palms of my hands. She pulled her knees wide apart and up towards her chest, opening and exposing all of her to my hungry tongue. I could now bury my tongue fully into her tight pussy while massaging her strong butts at the same time. She began to moan and moved her hands up to massage her tits, circling and rolling her fat nipples between her fingers adding to her ever-increasing excitement.

Moving rapidly between her pussy, anus and clitoris, and increasing the depth and frequency of my penetrations, I started to drive her up towards her next orgasm. Panting in short sharp bursts with her head thrown back and a look of ecstasy on her face she started to push in rhythmic thrusts against my invading tongue. Her clitoris stood out like a button mushroom and I sucked into completely into my mouth and licked and circled with the tip of my tongue. Her legs locked around the back of my neck and she buried me in the hungry folds of her sopping, musky flesh. At the moment before her orgasm, she became rigid like a corpse for a minute before releasing a deep cry of pleasure and fucking hard against me as the first of the spasms of pleasure racked her.

I lay her on her belly on the sofa and reached around her to cup her hanging tits in my hands, stroking and kneading them and feeling her nipples somehow gain extra erection. I moved my left hand down to her groin, pressing into hairless flesh, and began stroking there too. She responded by pushing her arse back against me, parting her legs in the process, leaving her left leg raised, lazily resting on my hip. Then she reached between her legs and took my cock in her hand, guiding it to, but not into, her. Still behind her, almost passive, my half-erect cock was between her legs, and she was rubbing it in a slow, circular motion against her clitoris.

When I changed my position slightly in an obvious effort to slide myself into her, she pushed the shaft back, and then whispered, "Uh-uh. Not yet. Which way do you like to fuck the Vietnamese bitch most?"

"In her arse," I grunted out.

"Does the slut want your cock up her arse, does she come to you and give you want you need. Does she plead with you to flood her arse with cum?"

"No, I have to get her drunk."

Well, I fuck like a woman and I want you here, now, in my arse. I need you to shoot your cum into my arse." As she spoke, she placed the head of my juice covered cock right in the middle of her anus, and then rubbed it back and forth across the tight opening.

"Just do it. I want to feel your cock inside my arse," she moaned.


She rubbed the cockhead a few more times against her opening. Turnings her heads he looked me directly in the eyes. "Greg, listen to me, I want it deep inside my arse. I want you to get used to my arse before she watches you fuck me."

My cock was already so wet from being rubbed between her moist pussy lips that it broke the sphincter plane with virtually no effort. She grunted as the cockhead broke the barrier, and then hissed between her teeth. "Slowly," she said, "It makes me more horny today if you work it in slowly. Tomorrow maybe I want it fully in the arse with one shove. Today I want to fuck long and slow." She shifted her hips slightly to accommodate my presence inside her arse.

"Fill me," she cried, punctuated by a gasp of breath. "Oh, it feels so fucking good and big."

I squeezed her tits hard; flattening them against her chest, as I nuzzled and kissed the nape of her neck as I tried to fill her arse with my dick.

"Are you in all the way?" she gasped. "I want all your cock in my arse!"

"Just a little more." I pressed my cock forward and then felt it being tightened like a vice by her sphincter muscle. I seemed to gain ground only by easing back slightly and then pushing forward. She grunted and moaned a few more times before I finally pressed my pubic hairs against her lower arse. I was in. I continued kneading her melons and kissing her neck and shoulders while my cock remained completely motionless inside her. The walls of her rectum were warm and smooth against my cock. From time to time, she contracted her anus around the invading weapon, as she tested the elasticity of her anal muscle. The anal contractions were beginning to affect me.

"If you keep that up," I said after a particularly tight contraction. "I'm going to come. I feel close already."

"No, please, don't come yet! You just put it in; I haven't arse fucked you yet. Can you hold off?"

"I'll try but it's so hard not to cum," I grunted out.

"Start moving in and out a bit, get used to some Filipina arse fucking."

Now that I had discovered the backside of Pilar, I knew that I would want to take her anally again in the future, and often. My reward for holding off? Pure ecstasy. Pilar began moving her buttocks in a slow, circular pattern, while my embedded cock, a prisoner inside her, obediently followed. Somewhere along the line, I began to slowly piston my manhood. The dual phenomenon of our syncopated rhythm sent both of us to a different level of high.

Then she exploded into a violent bucking, screaming over and over, "OH! Fuck my arse. Give it to me! Oh, my arse, I love it in my arse. Oh, Greg baby it feels so good. I need you in my arse so often."

"Just shove it in me! Make it hurt! Fuck my arrrrrrsssssssssseeeeeee!"

Her exclamations, so loud that it was within earshot of the others at the other end of the church-owned office building, drove me to a new frenzy. I started humping her like a madman, driving my cock in and out of her round strong arse without any restraint. Her arse and chunky thighs wobbled like jelly, her large breasts bounced. She grunted, she groaned, she bucked her arse against my belly, snorting, rather than breathing, trying to pull me even further into her dark abyss.

My hands playing with her tits were no longer gentle. I took her hard nipples between the thumbs and forefingers of each of my hands and squeezed the nubbins sharply. This final, almost desperate gesture seemed to do the trick.

"I'm coming again!" she cried. "I'm coming! YESSSSSSS."

Just as I was about to cum, she reached back and pressed hard with a finger at the base of my cock, pressing and pressing on that spot until she finally managed to stop my orgasm occurring. She washed me clean and then asked.

"Can she suck cock good?"

I nodded my yes.

"Good because you can compare her best with mine," she said as she knelt.

Pilar wrapped her fingers tightly around my throbbing cock, sliding her fist to the root before rubbing the tip against her hard nipples and rolling it between her tits. Then she wet her fingers by fingerfucking herself and handjobbed me to greater hardness. She stared intently at the rosy, puffy cock knob for several seconds, seeing how the whole fat crown quivered in her grip. The Filipina lowered her head, pressing her lips to my piss hole. She thrust out her tongue, eagerly licking the precum cock juice from the tingling tip of my red, raw prick.