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Child Brides of India
By C. Stanton
Leman
Chapter 34: Aleeya's Homecoming (Mg rom, cons, oral)
I awoke the next morning as I'd had fallen asleep; with
Aleeya on top of me with the head of my flaccid member
still impaled in her tiny ass. I rubbed her stomach, and
she slowly awoke. She whispered, "Your thingy is still in
my poopy hole."
I chuckled and said, "Yeah, he likes it
there."
She giggled and said, "I'm kinda sore there, will I
be
alright?"
I gently pulled out of her and her hole closed up so
tight,
she didn't even leak. I turned her over, and her anus was a
little red and swollen, but looked fine and I said, "Yes,
you're all right." Just then, I saw my cum start to ooze
out of her tiny nether hole. I got an instant erection
because it was such an obscene, erotic sight, seeing cum
leaking from the ass of a five year-old girl.
I carried her to the toilet, and after some embarrassing
wet fart sounds, she expelled the cum from her ass. We got
into the shower, and she saw my erection and began to suck
it.
I told her, "You'd better stop or I'm gonna cum
real soon,
so get ready!"
Seeing this tiny pixie looking up at me with my dick
head
in her mouth made me lose it. I told her, "Here it comes!"
And shot off in her mouth. She swallowed two squirts and
pulled off, letting the last one hit her in the chin and
milked the rest down her hand.
She looked up with a string hanging off her chin and
said
smiling, "Boy, you sure squirt a lot of sperms, don't cha?"
I laughed and said, "The prettier the girl, the
more
sperm."
She giggled as we played and showered, and I asked her,
"Are you mad at me or feel bad about what we did last
night?"
She smiled and buried her face in my groin as we stood
and
she hugged me around the legs and said, "No, I like doing
those secret things with you. You really didn't hurt me and
I like to feel you inside me. When are you gonna put your
thingy, I mean your dick, in my secret hole?"
Smiling, I said, "Soon Sweetheart, soon. Let me
tell Priya
what we did OK? I think it's best if I tell her, all
right?"
"OK, if that's what you want."
We finished showering and dressing and Priya came into
the
bedroom. She gave me one of those "I like the way we fucked
last night" looks, kissed Aleeya good morning and we said
prayers and went downstairs to breakfast.
Mom and Dad were, as usual, already at the table when we
sat to eat. Aleeya was prattling on and on about her party
tonight, and we just let her ramble on and listened. Mom
nodded her head towards the kitchen and I nodded that I
knew what she meant.
I went to the kitchen, and sitting in a chair while her
mother readied breakfast, I saw little Attiya for the first
time. I startled them both with my arrival, and Attiya
stood up.
I said to Pita, "Well, it looks like you still have
a job.
Are you going to introduce me to this beautiful young
lady?"
Pita smiled, blushed and rushed to her daughter's side.
She
said, "Mr. Sean, this is my daughter Attiya. Attiya, this
is Mr. Sean."
I stuck out my hand and she placed hers in mine and
said,
"It's very nice to meet you Attiya. You are very pretty, do
you know that?"
She shyly pulled her shoulders forward, looked down and
rocked her shoulders back and forth and smiled.
Attiya is an average little Indian girl. She had
wheatish
colored skin with medium brown eyes and dark brown haircut
just above her shoulders. She stands about three foot six
and weighs about 40-45 pounds. She has a cute button nose
and a shy smile. Pita told me she was five and a half.
She was eyeing the food on the prep table, and I asked
her
if she was hungry. She looked at her mom, and I said, "It's
OK, if you're hungry, you can eat with a new friend, would
you like that?"
She nodded, so I told Pita to bring another place
setting
and took Attiya's hand and we walked to the dining room.
When Aleeya saw her she eeek'ed in excitement, and hopped
from her chair and ran to us. I said, "Aleeya, this is
Attiya. She's going to be your new friend and she'll be
coming here every day now, would you like that?"
"Oh goody! Wanna eat?"
Attiya gave her a single nod.
I told Aleeya, "She doesn't talk much yet, but I'm
sure you
two will be talking like crazy soon, so just be a little
patient with her, OK?"
Aleeya nodded and, taking her by the hand, led her to
the
table. We let the two girls sit together as they dug into
the eggs and potatoes, as Aleeya was telling Attiya about
her party tonight, her mouth still filled with food.
The three adults looked on in amusement and thought this
might be a good thing for both girls. We were just
finishing breakfast when the doorbell rang.
Pita answered it, and let Monaavi in and we all met her
in
the hallway. I told her that I'd talk to her father today,
and I'd let Mom help her set up a routine for the girls,
but in the end, she'd have to give either Priya or I weekly
status reports on each of the girl's progress. She agreed,
saying that wouldn't be a problem.
Mom informed Monaavi that today would be spent on
Aleeya's
homecoming party, and she was invited to help and even
attend this evening if she wanted. Monaavi said that she'd
like to meet Aleeya's family and would plan on attending.
I pulled her aside and told her, "I'd like an
honest
assessment of Attiya from you as soon as possible. If she
needs specialized instruction, the sooner she gets it, the
quicker she'll fit into a school routine with kids her own
age. She agreed and said to give her about a week.
With final instructions, hugs and kisses goodbye, dad,
Priya and I made it out the door. Dad headed to the office
as Priya and I went to pick up the girls. I told Priya that
probably all I was going to hear for quite a while was
lovebird chat about Haseeba and Mahmoud.
Priya said laughingly to me, "Well, you started it,
now
deal with it."
Was I just told off?
I paused a moment and said, "I've got something to
tell you
about Aleeya and I."
She looked at me and asked, "What is it?"
Looking at her I replied, "I had anal sex with her
last
night."
I went on to explain and said, "I was so worked up
when I
left you last night, and when I pulled back the duvet to
get into bed, she was lying there, naked in a fetal
position with her little butt sticking out, and I just
snapped, I had to have her."
I went on to explain how and what I did, and how she
reacted, and that she even had an orgasm, liking me
shooting off inside her. I also told her we'd slept joined
together, and about the blowjob she gave me in the shower.
I expected her to be pissed, but she said, "How far
did you
penetrate her?"
"About three inches, I guess," I responded.
"OK, I guess. I did give you permission to test the
waters,
but I really didn't expect you to step in so soon. Is she
OK physically?
"Yes," I began, "She was a little red and
swollen, but
she's fine. She said it hurt a little, but it was a 'good'
hurt, and she seemed fine with it. She asked me when I'd do
her other hole."
"What'd you tell her?"
"All I said was soon."
"OK. Tomorrow night we'll see if she can take you.
Is that
all right with you? Can you wait that long?"
She was pissed. I said to her, "Please, don't be
angry with
me, I can wait and you know it. If we'd finished what we
started, I wouldn't have even considered it."
"I'm not mad, just disappointed. I just wanted to
be there
when you took her virginities that's all."
"You're not mad at me are you?"
"No, I said I wasn't. What's done is done, if she's
OK with
it, then so am I. I'm glad you didn't get carried away and
try to really impale her. It's partly my fault anyway. I
knew what state you were in when you left."
She giggled a little and said, "Maybe I'm a little
jealous
that she got what I really wanted."
Hoping the tension was broken, I joked, "You little
harlot."
She stuck out her tongue and said, "But I'm YOUR
little
harlot."
Anyway, when the girls got in the car, sure enough,
there
were giggles and fits (amongst whisperings). I said, "All
right, if I have to listen to this everyday, I want to get
in on the scoop also."
Sarah gave me a dignified "Humph" and said,
"Well, if you
must know, Uncle Mahmoud called Poppa last night and asked
if he could see Haseeba tonight at the party"
I looked at Haseeba and said, "Well?"
She smiled and said, "If you need a report, He's
coming
over and we're going to try to spend some time together and
talk! Are you happy?"
"Are you?"
"Yes, very happy!"
"Good."
They all three went back to giggles and fits. I kissed
my
wife goodbye and the girls sauntered off to the school
entrance arm in arm. I made my way to the office.
Upon arriving and after going over my messages, I called
Ravi into my office. I invited him in and asked him to be
seated. He was very enthusiastic and appreciative of my
hiring his daughter as our teacher/nanny.
I told him he really didn't need to thank me, and that I
should thank him. Monaavi earned the position on her own
merits and personality. All of our family was impressed and
found Monaavi to be very charming, well spoken and honest.
He again offered his appreciation.
I began again by saying; "I called you here to talk
specifically about Monaavi's position with us. What did she
tell you last night when she got home?"
He answered, "She told me that she'd be responsible
for not
one, but two girls and that one has autism, but the
severity isn't yet known. When I asked her for more
specifics regarding the girls, she said that you asked her
to kept your confidence and that you would explain today.
Is that why I'm here?"
"Exactly." I replied, "My home life is
private, just as
yours or any other family's is. There are certain aspects
of my life that, by having your daughter in my employ, will
become knowledgeable to you. I wanted to explain the
details and make sure that first, you don't have a problem
with it, and second, I can count on your discretion
concerning these matters."
I went on to explain, and he knew of my being Muslim and
my
marriage to Priya and her age. I then revealed the details
of Aleeya's life, the circumstances and how and why she
became my second wife.
He was a bit shocked, but was understanding and listened
to
my explanation. He asked questions that voiced his concerns
and I answered them and he seemed to accept the fact that
although our situation was unique, didn't seem to be
improper.
I asked him, "Do you have a problem with Monaavi
working
for me under these conditions and with our current
situation?"
He answered, "I trust Monaavi to make the right
choices,
and if she feels comfortable working for you and your
family, then I don't see a problem with it. You can
certainly depend upon my confidence and discretion
regarding your home life; not only for your sake, but for
that of your child bride."
I thanked him; we gave our salaams and returned to our
daily duties. I called the few clients that weren't as
forthcoming with payment for expedited work that we'd
performed, and worked out a better system of payments with
their respective CFO's.
I had lunch with Dad and I told him what I'd done on
with
the delinquent accounts and he was pleased, then filled him
in on the status of Mahmoud and Haseeba.
He said to me, "I'm really getting backed up with
this
unexpected trip back here, and I'll be returning to the
states on Monday. I hope this new girl…. what's her name
again?"
"Monaavi."
"Yeah, Monaavi. I hope she works out. Now that I'm
getting
older, I really want to spend more time with your mom. When
she's not around, I miss her terribly."
I said, "I don't know how to thank both of you. I've
recently had to make some of the most crucial decisions,
decisions that I never would have thought I'd have to make
in my life. I never could have done it without both of your
help."
"Well," he replied, "That's what family's
for, although I
never would have dreamt that I'd have a five year old
daughter–in-law."
Laughing, I replied, "I never would have dreamt of
having a
five year old wife!"
He told me that he needed to get back because of some
reorganization he was doing, and as a result, there was a
lot on unnecessary political in fighting by executives
jockeying for position.
He smiled and said, "Little do they know, I'm gonna
promote
that new girl from Yale, you know her, she started about a
year ago?"
"Yeah, Nancy Dickerson? But Dad, you hurt me; a
Yale grad?"
"Uh huh. Tough shit on the school rivalries, Son.
She's
been kicking ass and taking names. She's tough as nails,
got the balls of an elephant and doesn't take any shit from
anyone. Just like your mother; my kinda woman!"
I just laughed.
He got serious and leaned over towards me and said in a
low
tone, "I know its none of my business, and if you want, you
can tell me to fuck off, but what's it really like to be
intimate with a child that age? I really do want to
understand."
Thinking for a moment, I realized that he wasn't asking
for
dirty talk outside the bedroom, but that he still had
concerns for Aleeya having an intimate life at such a young
age, so I considered how to explain.
I said, "Well, it was kind of scary the first
night,
actually frightening. I didn't know how to start, and I
didn't know what to expect or how she'd react. In fact, as
I was running things through my mind, she was standing in
front of me naked and started to get cold and shiver.
I remembered what Mom said about all her parts working,
and
knowing kids that age are naturally curious, I decided to
make it kind of like a game, where the prize was the nice
feelings of intimacy, 'tingles' she calls them.
She's not old enough to have any real raw passion, so I
took things slowly and she actually responded and warmed up
quicker than I expected. I guess because of her age, but
maybe it's just her internal make-up, she responds to being
made love to totally, with most of the work being a slow to
moderate pace of foreplay. She's definitely a high
maintenance lover. When she gets heated up, she responds
just like a woman, telling me what she wants and likes, and
what feels good.
She gets wet like a woman, responds like a woman, and
loves
to have oral sex performed on her. She even climaxed, which
surprised me, because I didn't think she'd even get all
that excited, but she did. She especially likes me to
ejaculate inside her. For her, it's a very intimate and
special thing.
Now that she knows what she likes, she responds well,
and
even initiate's things by kissing. She loves to French
kiss, although it's kinda awkward with her mouth being so
much smaller than mine, so she does most of the work, but
she really enjoys it.
She's asked me when I will penetrate her. I believe
she's
mentally and emotionally ready, but her size scares me a
little."
Dad, shaking his head said, "Isn't it amazing? Who
would
thing a girl that age would respond like a grown woman,
having preferences and communicating her desires. It just
amazes me. She sure seemed happy with it though.
"She loves having 'gasms' as she calls them."
"Amazing. Simply amazing."
We finished lunch and we both agreed to leave early for
Aleeya's party. We both parted and went our separate ways
back to work. I picked the girls up on time to more fits
and giggles. I just let them have their fun and kept quiet.
Priya and I arrived home first, followed by Dad, then
Mom,
Monaavi and Aleeya about fifteen minutes later. I asked
Monaavi if she was going tonight, and she said yes, so I
sent her on her way with my driver, telling him to wait for
her and bring her back here.
We all went upstairs to get ready and say evening
prayers.
Priya had to settle Aleeya down to get her ready. She was
so hyper she was practically bouncing off the walls. Priya
had bought her a lemon yellow (her favorite color) kameez
(a mid thigh tunic) and turquoise salwar (pants) with
sandals; she looked lovely! Aleeya proudly pulled her
necklace out to make sure everyone saw her badge of
marriage.
We said evening prayers and waited downstairs, playing
video games while Mom and Dad got dressed. We all waited
about twenty minutes, and Monaavi arrived. When she saw
Aleeya and her necklace, she went over to inspect it and
asked Priya, "Are these real diamonds?"
Priya nodded and explained that she was too small and
young
for wedding rings, so I'd given her the necklace instead.
With her mouth open, she gasped, "She's got to be wearing a
fortune around her neck!"
Priya whispered to her, "Don't tell anyone, but
it's
$15,000 worth!"
"Oh my God," Monaavi exclaimed, "They're
simply beautiful!"
Mom and Dad rounded everyone up, and we got ready to
leave.
I told Pita to go ahead and go home, and I kissed Attiya's
hand and said to her, "See you for breakfast tomorrow?"
She smiled and enthusiastically nodded yes.
We arrived at Adib's and most of the family was already
there. Aleeya was welcomed with hugs, kisses and clapping.
She ate it up, of course, being the center of attention.
After all the greetings and salaams, everyone split up into
loose groups, chatting and beginning to eat.
I saw Mahmoud take Aleeya off to the side, and they
spoke
for about five minutes. They ended with a father/daughter
hug and a kiss, which made me very happy. It seemed to me
that Aleeya didn't have any ill feelings towards her father
for what had happened to her.
I saw a plan hatching as the women slowly migrated to
the
kitchen. When I peeked in, Aleeya was sitting in a chair
with all the women around her talking. Priya saw me and
pushed me back saying, "It's just girl talk."
I said to her, "What's going on?"
She smiled and replied, "You'll find out soon
enough."
As before with the large crowd, lack of seating and the
closeness of quarters, everyone was rotating, politely
giving everyone a chance to sit. I got a plate of food and
sat in the now empty armchair and began to eat.
I glance around the room and Adib caught my eye. He
nodded
towards the corner of the living room, and I followed his
nod, there in the corner, was Mahmoud and Haseeba talking
and laughing.
I smiled back at Adib and gave him the thumbs up sign,
and
he nodded in reply.
The women came out of the kitchen as a group, with fits
and
giggles behind hand covered mouths, as I was finishing my
food. Me Ma came over to me, pulled her dress up a few
inches, parked herself on my lap sideways and placed my
hands on her hips.
Surprised, I thought, "Here it comes now…"
She looked into my eyes, smiled and said, "Well
Sean, it
seems you've taken a liking to Haaseem girls, doesn't it?"
Jokingly, I replied, "Yes, yes I have. I seem to
find them
irresistible. The most beautiful on two continents!"
She rubbed her cheek against mine, and said, "Mmmm.
Soft
cheeks. What's the matter Sean? Do I frighten you?"
Smiling, I said, "Yes, as a matter of fact you do a
little."
"Oh Sean! How can a small, little old woman like me
frighten a big, strong man like yourself?"
"Because Mahmoud and Priya have taught me all about
dark
skinned Indian beauties such as yourself."
She threw her head back and laughed as she asked,
"Did you
know that I've outlived TWO husbands?"
Playing along, I said, "Praise Allah for your
health and
long life! And I'm sure they both died very happy men."
"Oh yes! Praise Allah," she exclaimed,
"They did indeed!"
And then she gave me a little peck on the cheek and
said,
"As a businessman, have you thought about… what's that
word? Oh yes! Expansion. Have you thought about expansion?"
"Oh yes," I replied, "We're already
thinking of expanding
our factory here."
"No silly, I mean expanding your harem of Haaseem
women.
You know you're allowed FOUR wives, and you only have two."
I figured tonight was my night on the hot seat, so I
went
along and said, "Expansion requires much consideration, Me
Ma. Such as facilities, finances, and… oh yes, and manpower
have to be considered."
"I see… Surely a big, strong and virile man such as
yourself wouldn't have a problem with MAN power would you?
It seems to me that you're not overworked, does he ladies?
Does he look overworked to you?"
(This was answered by a room full of wise nods and
murmurs).
Smiling, I replied, "I try to pace myself to the
task at
hand."
Nodding, she acted sympathetic, coyly smiled and said,
"And
what of the task you now have in hand?" As she spoke, she
looked down at my hands on her hips.
I gulped and replied; "It appears that I have my
hands
full. I hope this isn't one of those 'opportunities to
perform.'"
She slapped me playfully and said, "Why Sean! Are
you
implying I'm fat?"
"Why no Ma'am, I only meant that pleasing a woman
of your
beauty, maturity and wisdom in the arts would be as
daunting a task as Mohammad climbing Mount Hira."
"Oh you sweet tongued devil you! Now, to your other
statement: is your performance lacking? Shall we ask your
wives?" She shook her hand back and forth and then said,
"Oh, but that's another issue. Did you know the Koran
teaches its followers to be kind to widows?"
"Yes Ma'am," I said, "So I've read."
"How kind do you want to be?" she asked.
"Kind enough to save my dignity, keep my wives, and
not be
struck dead by Allah," I quipped.
She began to run her fingers through my hair and said,
"I
could make you a very happy man, and do you know that? Priya my
dear, you wouldn't mind if I borrowed your husband for say…
a month would you?"
Priya shook her head apologetically and said, "Me
Ma, I'm
sorry but if I allowed that, when I got him back, I'd have
to bury him and then where would that leave Aleeya and I?"
Looking around the room, Me Ma replied, "Rich
widows?"
(Great laughter and clapping). My Mom, sort of cut from
the
same cloth as Me Ma, was laughing the hardest and enjoying
her son's being in the hot seat. Dad just smiled and took
it all in while shaking his head.
I wanted to end this, so I said to her, "Me Ma, in
your
great wisdom, you have taught your grand daughters well. I
have been cast under the spell of you Haaseem women and
have succumbed to their charms. Even Aleeya began giving me
orders while on the ride home on our wedding day."
Aleeya, not really following the innuendos, ran to her
grandmother and exclaimed, "Me Ma, you can't borrow him,
it's my night tonight!"
Everyone got quiet for a moment, then burst into
uproarious
laughter. Aleeya finally realized that what she'd said was
a private matter and slapped her hand over her mouth with a
look of "Oops," as she looked at her Me Ma. Mom ran to the
bathroom.
Me Ma looked at Aleeya and said, "Well, how about
half the
night? I'll just warm him up a little for you."
"No! He gets plenty warm already!"
Everyone was now in fits of laughter. My tiny bride was
digging my grave, and I prayed Me Ma would bury me
peacefully.
Me Ma looked at me with surprise with a raised eyebrow
and
said, "Oh he does, does he?"
She looked at me and I smiled back at her and said,
"What
can I say, big things come in little packages, as you well
know."
"It seems my little grand daughter has staked her
claim,
you'd better watch out for this little one Priya, or we'll
both be cold at night!"
Priya laughed and replied, "I already am!"
Everyone was crying they were laughing so hard, but Me
Ma
wasn't shaken a bit. Me Ma pressed her cheek to mine and
said, "Oh my blonde haired pretty boy, I could teach you so
much!"
I laughed and said, "If I were taught anymore, I'd
need a
nanny. Already as you well know, you've taught Priya and
Aleeya the arts of training their man well, and at Priya's
homecoming, she proved I am now reduced to a toe sucking
wimp at the mercy of their whims."
Me Ma playfully sighed and replied as she looked around
the
room, "It's such a shame, such a shame. I think I've
changed my mind. As we all know, part of the joy and thrill
of riding a wild stallion is in the breaking and training
of such a fine creature of beauty and power. I think I'll
have to find myself a Yale man (ouch!).
It seems my grand daughters have done their duties well,
and there's nothing left for me except a leisurely gait
through the park. Be strong my boy, be strong and try not
to get yourself gelded!"
With that, she rose and kissed my forehead, smiled and
moved away to everyone's cheers, clapping and laughter.
Smiling, I rose with as much dignity as I could muster and
went to the bathroom.
When I returned, everyone congratulated me on taking the
matriarch's ribbing so well. Aleeya was now sitting all the
way back in my chair. Her legs, from the knees down, were
sticking straight out, and she was flipping her sandals on
her feet.
Everyone was smiling at me, but not speaking, and I had
the
feeling that this wasn't over yet. Mom said to Aleeya, "Do
you have anything else you'd like for this evening?"
Aleeya smiled at me and said, "Priya said that of
you suck
my toes, you'll do anything for me, is she right?"
Sighing with a smile, I replied, "Yes, my tender
bride,
I'll do anything for you."
She flipped off her sandals and said, "Suck my toes,
please."
Teasing her, I said, "But they're dirty and
stinky!"
Smiling in mock anger, she said, "Suck my stinky
toes!"
I reached for her ankles and pulled her legs straight
up.
She was now on her back in the chair with her legs straight
up and both her ankles in my hands. I looked at Me Ma and
shrugged my shoulders and said, "See, I told you: a toe
sucking wimp."
I then began to playfully and sloppily lick and suck
Aleeya's feet and toes to everyone's laughter and cheers
while Aleeya squirmed in laughter at my tickling tongue.
When I'd finished, I looked at Me Ma and she just shook
her
head and said, "It's a shame, just a shame… and such a big
and virile man too."
It seemed that with my embarrassment complete, the
evening
seemed to come to an end. Mahmoud and Haseeba had moved to
the kitchen and were still talking.
Everyone readied themselves to leave, and we all said
our
salaams and goodbyes as each left. After everyone was gone,
Mahmoud again took Aleeya aside and they spoke for a few
minutes and ended with a hug and a kiss.
Mahmoud said goodnight to his family and then Haseeba
and
left. Me Ma came up to me and said, "You know I love you
Sean, and I would not normally joke in public in such a
way; but I couldn't resist having some fun with you. I hope
I didn't offend you in any way."
"No Me Ma," I replied, "I had a little
fun also, even if it
was at my own expense."
With hugs and kisses, we said our goodbyes and salaams
and
left. Once in the car and on the way home, Priya and Mom
again teased me a little about tonight's goings on. Monaavi
was surprised and asked, "Why did you let her embarrass you
like that? An Indian Muslim man would never tolerate that."
I smiled and began to tell her the story that Mahmoud
had
told the night of Priya's henna party, and the fact that
I'd married a five year old girl from their family. They
all knew that I was very generous, loving and kind to the
girls, and that I can poke fun at myself and still be happy
with who I am and with what's happened the past six months.
She said she was very happy she went to the party and
thanked us for the invitation. We dropped her off and
headed for home.
Once home, we all said goodnight and went to our
separate
bedrooms. Tonight, it was 'no ones' night: Priya, Aleeya
and I all slept together with me cuddling both my wives,
one on each side of me, as we fell asleep.
Continued in Chapter 35…
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