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Island Ritual

Copyright© 2007 by Harigata

Chapter 5

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 5 - An office girl from downtown goes to the witchcraft capital of the Philippines, Siquijor, and participates in island ceremonies that no tour guide would ever dream about. It awakens a sexual side of her that no one knew existed.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Consensual   NonConsensual   Reluctant   Drunk/Drugged   BDSM   MaleDom   Rough   Light Bond   Gang Bang   Polygamy/Polyamory   Oriental Male   Oriental Female   First   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Enema   Size   Doctor/Nurse  

Marisa woke the next day to the feeling of Mang Cadio sucking her nipples. This came as a surprise. Usually, he just fucked her until she woke up. After a long, leisurely fuck, she got up to pack. She felt sad at the thought of their parting, but relieved to be finally returning to Manila. For her, it signaled the return to normalcy, something she looked forward to.

After a quick trip to the bathroom, she and Mang Cadio shared a quiet breakfast. He gave her a packet of the contraceptive herbs, instructing her on how to use them. He left the house as she was gathering her bags, and Marisa was surprised to hear a powerful engine in the driveway.

Lugging her things outside, she saw that Mang Cadio was in the driver's seat of a fairly new Range Rover. And she had thought he was a simple peasant! She quickly got into the vehicle. Mang Cadio explained that he kept the Range Rover in a small shed off the road, out of view of the house.

When they got to the airport, it was nearly deserted. They were several hours early for her flight. Marisa checked in her luggage and rejoined Mang Cadio in the car. He drove them to a secluded area off the road, hidden from any curious passerby, and cut the engine.

He then pushed his chair back and reached across to unbuckle Marisa's seatbelt. She was wearing a skirt, so he reached under it and pulled her panties down. Marisa got the message and pulled them off completely, standing up and maneuvering so she could straddle him. Another push of a button and Mang Cadio's set was reclined. Marisa unbuttoned her blouse and unclasped her bra, pushing it up, letting her firm breasts free. She then reached down and unzipped Mang Cadio's pants. Since he wasn't wearing any underwear, his huge cock sprang free. Marisa rose and positioned herself over his cock, sliding down onto him with a great sigh. She rotated her hips slowly, moving faster, and finally switched to a fast bounce.

Mang Cadio lay back, letting her do all the work. He watched her bouncing breasts with great enjoyment, reaching up to fondle a nipple every so often. She finished first and slipped off of him, sliding back into her seat. She then bent down and finished him off with a blow job before he could protest. He came almost immediately, and she swallowed every drop of cum, licking the tip of his rapidly softening cock when he was done.

As they fixed their clothes, Mang Cadio held up Marisa's panties and said, "Use these to wipe yourself. I'm keeping them." Marisa cleaned up as carefully as she could and handed her underwear to Mang Cadio, who took a long sniff and put them in the glove compartment.

They went out for lunch, and by the time they got to the airport, Marisa's flight was boarding. She attempted to pay Mang Cadio for the two weeks' worth of room and board, but he refused to accept her money. He gave her a small package containing some of the dildos and vibrators they had played with, and told her to think of him when she used them. She smiled at the uncharacteristic sappiness of his words and said goodbye with a quick kiss.

All throughout the six-hour flight, she thought of the two weeks she had spent in Siquijor. By the time she boarded the bigger plane in Dumaguete, she was decidedly horny. Looking around, she saw that there weren't many people on the flight. She was sitting in the first row, across from a guy in a business suit. Behind them were several empty rows. After takeoff, she looked over at the man across the aisle. He was wearing a business suit and he seemed to be concentrating on some documents. She had only gotten hornier since boarding, and she couldn't help herself. With another glance at the businessman to make sure he was occupied, she slipped one hand under her skirt, spreading her legs as far as they would go in the small limited space of the airplane seat.

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