Child_Brides_of_India_77edited

Child Brides of India
By: C. Stanton Leman

Chapter 77: Making a Baby, Part 1 (MFfg, rom, cons, oral)

When the limo came to a stop at the end of the drive,
standing in the doorway were Mom holding the Koran; Priya
holding Tina on her hip and Leeya jumping up and down
clapping her hands. All three waited expectantly with
beaming smiles for us to emerge.

I said to my new bride, "Honey, we're home! Now I get to
carry you over the threshold and into your new home."

"I know," Monaavi replied with a smile, "Priya and Leeya told me."

Opening the door, I stepped out and offered my hand to my
new wife. She took my hand and wiggled her way to stand
beside me, looking at the three women in the doorway with a
radiant smile. I scooped her up in my arms as she "Eeek'ed"
out in surprise and walked to the door with Monaavi cradled
in my arms. I chuckled and said, "Let's do this differently
this time. Let me get her into the hallway before you girls
mob her, otherwise we may all end up on the floor."

The girls nodded with a giggle and stepped back. As I
stepped through the doorway with Monaavi in my arms, Mom
held the Koran over her head saying, "Welcome daughter to
your new home and life."

As soon as I was through the door, Mom leaned in and kissed
her gently on the lips. I set Monaavi on her feet then
Priya gave her a peck on the lips saying, "Welcome home Monaavi."

"Thank you Mom, Priya," she replied smiling.

Leeya then wrapped her arms around her and kissed her good
(no tongue) on the lips! Monaavi turned almost beet red
with embarrassment! When Leeya broke the kiss she
exclaimed, "Welcome home sister!"

Still blushing Monaavi answered, "Thank you sister."

Mom tapped Leeya on top of the head and quipped, "Kinda
overdid it there didn't you snot?"

Leeya covered her mouth, giggled and replied, "Saaawwww-rreee."

"Let's move to the living room," Priya suggested.

We nodded and followed Mom to the living room. Pita brought
tea as we sat, offering her congratulations. Attiya came up
to her and Monaavi embraced her, kissing her cheek. Attiya
pulled back and said, "You're real purdy!"

"Why thank you, Sweetie," Monaavi answered as she stroked
Attiya's cheek.

As Priya poured tea, Mom eased onto the sofa next to
Monaavi patting her thigh and said excitedly, "My gosh, my
heart's racing a mile a minute! I can't believe that you're
really my daughter-in-law now!"

Monaavi hugged her and replied with a smile, "You are? I'm
having trouble believing it myself! Gosh, I'm married to my dream!"

Looking around the room and out into the hall, Monaavi said
dreamily, "As many times as I've been here, it now seems so
different! Priya, I'm allowed to go without a veil now aren't I?"

Priya giggled and removed hers saying, "This is now your
home and you're with family. There's no need for a veil
when you're at home, just like at your parents."

As Monaavi gently removed her dupatta, she asked, "What
about Sean's father, I mean… Dad?"

Leeya answered, "He's your Dad-in-law now. He sees us
without veils every day. He kinda likes it."

"The Bible says," Mom added, "That a woman's hair is as a
covering to her."

"Gosh," Monaavi said, "It seems so new and different!"

"You've got beautiful Hair!" I complimented.

Monaavi blushed and squirmed a little and said, "Sorry,
I've got to… go to the… uh… bathroom."

"Would you like to change also?" I asked. Monaavi silently nodded.

"Follow me," I said as I took her henna painted hand.

We rose and I excused ourselves and led her upstairs. I
pushed open the bedroom door and invited her in. I showed
her a new dresser in the corner and the closet with some of
her clothes. She looked at the bed in contemplation, turned
and said, "Huh?"

I looked at her then the bed and smiled. She blushed. I
repeated my words and showed her again where her clothing
was. I pointed to the bathroom and said, "The bathroom's in
there. When you've finished changing, just come back down, OK?"

She nodded, and as she folded her dupatta she asked me,
"Could you ask Leeya to come up please?"

"Sure," I replied with a soft smile.

I kissed her gently, then turned and pulled the door shut
behind me. I returned downstairs and said upon entering the
living room, "Leeya, Monaavi asked if you'd come up."

"OK," She replied as she leapt to her feet and scampered
past me up the stairs.

I sat on the sofa, lifted my teacup and took a sip. Priya
and Mom were looking at me and Mom asked, "Well?"

"Well what?" I asked back.

"Come on!" Mom said impatiently, "How's she acting?"

"Frightened, of course," I replied.

Looking at Priya I remarked, "It's just like you said.
Since Leeya's been her sex Ed teacher, Monaavi even talks
like Leeya, using the same terms as her to describe
intimacy. She's frightened knowing her life is now suddenly
changed and she's gotta prime herself to follow through. I
suspect that's what she's talking to Leeya about now."

"Bless her heart," Mom empathized, "Now we'll see just how
gentle you can be Son."

"I'm a little frightened myself," I admitted, I can't
understand it. She's a grown woman and I'm more scared with
her than ever was with Priya or Leeya."

"That's because we're little girls," Priya noted, "You were
so worried about our fears you didn't think about yours.
Maybe if you showed her your fear, she wouldn't be so
afraid. Try it: it certainly wouldn't hurt."

"Priya's right," Mom agreed, "Big girls feel like little
ones, just like men feel like little boys sometimes. That's
what marriage is all about: allowing someone to see the
vulnerable side of us knowing it's safe and protected to do so."

"Oh God!" I implored, "You'd think I'd be over this but
it's the same every time: it's like the first time all over again!"

"Know why?" Priya asked with a loving smile.

"No why?" I asked back, hoping she'd share some advice.

"Because," she started, as she leaned her elbows on her
knees, "Each of us has given you our innocence. It's the
most precious gift we have to give. Your fear has proven
that you treasure our gift and that you treat it with
reverence. To me, your fear is a GOOD thing: it will make
you try even harder and make it mean all the more to her,
like you did with Leeya and I."

"You're right, Mom, about one thing," I said, "Inside I
feel like a young boy trying to steal his first kiss."

"Well," Mom advised, "The faint hearted never get the
reward. Don't worry, I'm sure you'll figure out something Letch."

That seemed to break the tension. Just then, Leeya led
Monaavi back into the living room. Monaavi had changed into
an emerald green Sari with white lilies painted on it and
her hair was still up: my goodness she looked beautiful!

Monaavi again took her seat between Mom and I and took a
sip of tea. Setting her cup down, she noticed all eyes were
on her and she looked around and asked, "What?"

Mom smiled, rubbed her back and replied, "Nothing Sweetie,
it's just that you're the queen of the day!"

Just then we heard the front door open and Dad walked in
moments later. Seeing no seat, he stepped to Leeya and
said, "Up you go Munchkin, you can sit on Poppy's lap."

Leeya hopped up, Dad sat down and Leeya jumped up on his
lap, straddling his legs with hers. She pulled on her sari
to take away the restrictive slack, shuffled and had just
got comfortable when Mom commented, "It's not very lady-
like, sitting like that young lady."

"Why?" Leeya whined, "Everything's covered and besides,
Sean's already seen MY coochie… and besides, he ain't
thinking about mine anyway."

Everyone laughed but Monaavi blushed at the obvious. Mom
handed Dad a cup of tea and Dad remarked, "Well Monaavi,
let's see if Sean can win the prize."

Monaavi covered her face with her henna painted hands as
everyone giggled. After she'd recovered, she turned
sideways a little in her seat and slowly offered me her hands.

I took her right hand and began searching. After about five
minutes and not finding anything, I took her left and began
looking again. The women giggled, Monaavi covered her smile
with her hand at my futility as I searched in vain.

I again took her right hand and started over. I found my
name hidden in the palm of her hand inside an intricate
design with an "Aha! Here's my name!" As I pointed it out.

Leeya quipped, "Yeah but you'll NEVER find her name!"

"Shush!" Priya admonished, "Be quiet!"

I figured that Monaavi's name would be on the other hand so
I immediately grabbed her left hand and began searching. I
thought that finding her name would be easier because it
was longer, but I couldn't find the "M"!

Priya teased, "Well sister, looks like no lovin' for you tonight!"

Everyone chuckled and even Monaavi was having fun at my
futility. I started looking between her fingers and figured
that the snot might give it away if I got close, and she
did. Noting Leeya's anticipation quietly, I began looking
diligently between Monaavi's long slender fingers. I
thought I could make out an "AAVI" on the outside of her
left ring finger but still couldn't see the "M". Then it
hit me. I got an evil look on my face as I realized it and
looked at her and said, "That was smart!"

Monaavi shyly looked down, gave me a coquettish look
through her lashes and replied, "Why husband, what do you
mean? You STILL haven't found my name, have you?"

I gently slid her rings from her finger and pointed it out
saying "You sly girls hid it behind her rings!"

Monaavi, admitting defeat, politely took her rings and put
them back on saying, "What can I say? You've won the prize.
Is this where I get ravaged and defiled?"

Twisting my imaginary moustache I dastardly replied, "Most doobbididly!"

Everyone giggled, but Monaavi knowing her time had come
smiled sheepishly. Looking at me out of the corner of her
eye, she gently placed her hand in mine and asked, "Are you
gonna make a real woman of me now?"

I nodded and replied, "And one with a swelled belly too, if you're lucky!"

"Oh my!" she exclaimed in mock surprise, "Whatever shall I wear?"

"Just a smile," I quipped smiling, "Will do just nicely."

Monaavi blushed, turned her head to my shoulder and
whispered, "I'm frightened."

I whispered back, "So am I Love, so am I."

I slowly stood and pulled her up to an embrace. I stepped
to leave and Monaavi looked around blushing and covered her
mouth with her hand. At the living room doorway, she turned
and looked back at Leeya. Leeya smiled at her and said,
"Remember: tingles and 'gasms."

As we turned the corner to go upstairs, I scooped her up in
my arms. Monaavi kissed my neck and laid her head on my
shoulder as I walked up the stairs. Reaching the bedroom
door, I leaned down with my bride in my arms and turned the
knob. I gently pushed the door open with my foot and
carried her inside, setting Monaavi down on the loveseat.

I knelt on one knee and looked into up her eyes as they
slowly started to well up with tears. Using both thumbs on
the sides of her cheeks, I wiped away her tears and asked,
"Can you do this Monaavi? Are you ready to consummate our love?"

Monaavi leaned over and tenderly kissed my lips. She pulled
back, and laying a palm to my cheek, replied in a whisper,
"I love you so much, Sean! I always dreamed of a fairy tale
love that was stronger than anything else in the world, but
what I'm feeling now, no dream could ever do justice. Ever
since graduating high school, I've dreamt of this day. As
time passed and I was without a true love or a husband of
my own, I've always felt not quite a woman. My time has
come, and now I wish deep down inside to stay a child a
little longer. That wish is overshadowed by my desire to
bear you a child."

I took her in my arms and embraced her tenderly as she
continued, "Take the gift of my innocence my love, which I
have guarded with every waking moment, and in return, plant
a new life within me to nurture."

Pulling back, I kissed her salty tears away and professed,
"I love you Monaavi, enough to make your dreams come true."

Monaavi smiled and kissed me tenderly with a soft, chaste
kiss and replied, "I'm ready."

"Do you know what happens next?" I asked.

"I think so," She replied as she wiped away her tears,
"You're going to wash my feet, yes?"

I nodded and she started to flip her slippers off when I
gently took her ankles in hand and asked, "Let me do that please?"

She silently nodded with a tender smile as I rose, went to
the bathroom and filled the washbowl halfway with warm
water. I grabbed a towel and returned, kneeling before her.

Bashfully, Monaavi raised the hem of her sari exposing her
legs almost to the knee. I brushed the backs of her calves
with my hands and she blushed. I raised her left foot,
slowly removed her slipper, brought her henna painted foot
to my mouth and laid kisses across the tops of her toes.
She giggled at the sight and I set her left foot down and
picked up her right. I repeated my actions on her right
foot and was rewarded with another giggle.

Setting her right foot on the floor next to her left, I
reached for the washbowl and slowly slid it towards her
feet. Monaavi picked up her foot, first her left then her
right and put them in the bowl of water. Taking a foot in
each hand, I began to massage her feet in the water saying,
"You have beautiful feet."

"Oh God Sean!" Monaavi answered as she started crying again
and hugged my neck, "You even think my feet are pretty! Now
I know how Leeya feels!"

I smiled, then kissed her as I stood. I then began
sprinkling the water around the room praying, "O Allah!
Bless me with her affection, love and her acceptance of me;
make me pleased with her, and bring us together in the best
form of a union and in absolute harmony; surely You like
lawful things and dislike unlawful things."

I then had Monaavi repeat the same prayer (substituting
"him" for "her").

I then placed my hand on her forehead and prayed "O Allah!
I have taken her as Your trust and have made her lawful for
myself by Your words. Therefore, if You have decreed for me
a child from her, then make him or her blessed and pious
from among the followers of the Family of Muhammad [peace
be upon him and them]; and do not let Satan have any part
in him or her."

I again knelt on one knee and said, "It's time, my wife.
Let's make a baby."

Monaavi smiled softly and nodded silently. I picked her up
gently in my arms and walked to the bed. I sat on the bed
with her on my lap sideways. Monaavi had her head on my
shoulder so I couldn't see her face and I asked her, "How
would you like to do this: would you like to get undressed
first (she nods no) or should I (she nods yes)?"

To ease her tension I quipped, "Ok then, don't peek now
'cause I'm shy."

Without looking up, she slapped my leg and said, "I bet you
said that to Priya and Leeya too, didn't you?"

"No," I answered truthfully, "I wasn't shy with them but
for some reason with you, I strangely am."

I sat her on the bed next to me and stood. Looking up at
me, I could tell she was looking in my eyes but using her
total vision to watch as I unbuttoned my sherwani. "Really?
She asked, surprised.

"Uh huh," I replied with a nod, "Honest."

I stepped to the chair, laid the jacket over the chair back
and flipped off my T-shirt. I sat in the chair thinking,
"It feels kinda funny being the one standing at this chair
getting undressed."

Monaavi was truly interested in the show because she was
leaning forward with her hands planted on the bed next to
her thighs as she watched me undress. I sat in the chair,
removed my shoes and socks, stood, unbuttoned my pants and
slowly stepped out of them. Anticipating a "return show," I
turned around with my back to Monaavi, slipped my boxers
down and stepped out of them, dropping them to the floor.
Now I know how Priya felt: and she'd kept her panties on!

When my bare ass came into view and as I lowered my boxers,
I knew she could probably see my balls from behind. I guess
she did see them because she uttered an audible gasp.
"Well," I thought, "Time for show and tell!"

Thinking, "No time like the present!" I took a deep breath
and turned to walk to her but she had her eyes covered!
"Damn!" I thought, "Here I do a striptease for her and she missed it!"

I walked to her, stood with my hands at my sides about two
feet in front of her and waited for her to see her husband
in his birthday suit. Now I know how Leeya felt: I started
to get a chill and I felt my package start to shrink!

Monaavi slowly lowered her hands and stared at my feet. I
shuffled a bit and her eyes slowly started to travel
upwards. When her line of sight reached the all-important
package, she gasped "Oh my God! I'm looking at your privacy!"

"Well," I chuckled, "Between married people, it's not so private."

"But it's so huge!" she exclaimed, "You're gonna put that
whole thing inside me?"

I giggled and replied proudly, "I'm gonna try."

Her eyes traveled upward to my stomach, then to my chest
where she lingered and finally to my face. She was blushing
pink and sighed, "Gosh, you ARE beautiful: just like Leeya said!"

"Why thank you Ma'am," I replied with pride.

Monaavi slowly looked back down to what was at eye level
and brushed her hand down my thigh. I got such an electric
shock I thought I'd cream right there: even before I got to
see the good stuff. Gosh, if I did that, maybe no baby!

Being the only one fully dressed I guess gave my "shy"
bride some courage because she started to touch my dick and
quickly pulled back with a giggle. Craning her head up to
look at me, she asked, "Can I touch it?"

I smiled and replied, "It's solely yours for the week, be my guest."

Monaavi slowly reached for and gently wrapped her hand
around my dick. As she gently squeezed it, she looked up
and said, "Gosh, I won't be able to walk for a month when
this week is over!"

Hoping to do myself proud, I quipped, "That's the plan."

As she continued to look at and fondle me I started to firm
and she noticed, "Good gosh: it's growing!"

I told her, "It kinda does that when a beautiful woman is
playing with it."

"How long does it get?" she asked.

"I think, " I replied humbly, "Priya measured it at seven inches."

"Seven inches!" she exclaimed, "That's nearly eighteen
centimeters! You'll ruin me!"

Putting things in perspective, I replied, "If a baby will
fit, I'm sure this'll fit just fine. Not to ruin your fun,
but fondling each other usually begins when we're both nekkid."

Letting go and suddenly shy, Monaavi squeaked, "Oh dear, I
guess it's my turn, huh?"

Looking down shyly, Monaavi said softly, "You promise not
to laugh, will you? My breasts are kinda small and I've got
a little bit of a stomach…"

Brushing her cheek with my hand, I reassured, "You're
beautiful and I love you as you are. I happen to like my
girls with small breasts remember? Besides, if you get
pregnant, your bit of a stomach becomes a moot point, don't
you agree?"

She giggled and replied, "Yeah, I guess you're right."

I sat on the bed next to her as she looked down hesitantly.
I rubbed her back and she looked at me, leaned in and
kissed me. She broke the kiss and said lovingly, "God Sean,
you're like a muscle man poster you're so beautiful!"

I chuckled and replied with a smile, "Wait twenty years and
tell me if you feel the same."

"If you tell me," she answered as she returned the smile,
"The same thing after I bear you a couple of kids and my
tender body is no longer tender."

"You'll ALWAYS be tender, Darling," I reassured as I kissed
her nose, "Now do I get to see your tender body or do I
have to strip you myself and REALLY ravage and defile you?"

Monaavi blushed and silently stood. It was like Priya
revisited. Monaavi stood before me facing me and slowly
began to untwine her sari, never taking her eyes off of
mine. Once she had the material bunched in her hands, she
stood in her petticoat and a short choli, her midriff and
dimpled innie belly button exposed. She started to fold the
material as she walked to the chair.

With her back to me, she pulled the drawstring on her
petticoat and like Leeya, pulled the waistband creating
slack and let it slip slowly to the floor. For the first
time, I saw the hourglass shape of a fully developed woman.
The sensual curve of her waist at her hips as the line
curved over her hips and down her slender legs.

Monaavi's derriere had a beautiful round shape and her butt
was encased in lavender, trimmed in white lace, French cut
panties. Her butt cheeks were high with a graceful teardrop
shaped downward slope and deliciously firm.

As she bent to one side to step out of her petticoat, I
could only make out a tiny bulge where her panty-covered
vulva peeked out. She lifted the garment, folded it and
laid it in the chair. She then unbuttoned her choli and
slowly let it slip from her shoulders and off her arms to
reveal a matching lavender bra.

Monaavi reached around behind her back, unhooked her bra
and pulled it forward and off her arms, dropping it to the
chair. She then hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her
panties and slowly lowered them to her thighs gave a wiggle
and they fell to the floor at her feet. She sidestepped out
of them, bent to one side and picked them up. As she bent,
I got a slight glimpse of her vulva barely peeking out from
between her legs. Seeing her completely nude from behind,
if I'd have touched my dick I'd have been embarrassed at the results!

Monaavi reached up and began to unpin her hair. As with
Priya, it slowly started to fall as the pins were removed,
finally cascading down her back when the last two pins were
removed. As she threw her head back and shook her head, her
blue-black, wavy mane jostled. With head tilted back, she
brushed through her long locks with her fingers. She took a
deep, audible breath, covered her breasts with her left arm
and her center with her right hand, turned and slowly
walked towards me, blushing profusely.

Monaavi came to stand in front of me where minutes ago, I
once stood before her. I looked at her small, henna painted
feet and traveled up her long slender legs. Her small
slender hand covered her center but something looked out of
place. Moving my eyes slightly up, Monaavi had a slight
bulge to her lower abdomen between her belly button and her
mons: it looked like an invitingly soft pillow. I continued
up to see the round mounds of her breasts pushed against
her chest behind her covering arm. When I looked slack-
jawed and wide-eyed into her eyes, they looked like they'd
spill over any second. I gasped in utter amazement, "God!
You're absolutely breathtaking! You're more beautiful than
I ever imagined!"

Monaavi's eyes spilled over as she smiled softly in
appreciation. She slowly lowered her left arm revealing her
breasts. I would later learn she was in between sizes: a
large "A" cup to a very small "B." Their shape was conical
and proudly pointed straight out with just a hint of
roundness at the bottom, with areola that were about an
inch in diameter and a rosy pink with slightly puffy
nipples that were erect and about three-eighths of an inch
long. God! I could spend the night feasting on those!

I gasped at the sight before me and uttered, "Simply beautiful!"

Encouraged by my compliment but still silent, Monaavi
slowly removed her hand covering her center. When I saw her
in all her glory, I gasped, breathless and awed at the
sight! Monaavi was completely bare: totally devoid of a
single hair! Her vulva looked like an expensive Ferrari.
She had a fleshy mons and her labia were full at the top
but thin as they faded away between her legs: thin, sleek
and compact. She had a large inverted teardrop at the top
of her slit that revealed a large hood that showed itself
proudly. Her vulva was just a twinge darker than the
surrounding skin with a pale, almost pastel pink colored
hood and inner edged line of her labia.

In shock at seeing an adult woman's vulva in all its glory,
I shook my head and looking up at her whispered, "I've
never seen anything so beautiful!"

I could see in her eyes her loving appreciation as she
smiled and pulled me to her breast crying. Putting my hands
on her hips, I reveled in the feel of the womanly curve of
her waist, before wrapping my arms around her lovingly.

As her tears dropped to my head, she whispered, "I was so
afraid you wouldn't be pleased with me. I do love you Sean,
more than anything in the world! Leeya WAS right… she said
you'd love me!"

"Are you sure you like me," she asked again, unbelieving,
"I mean, I'm not too small or my stomach isn't too fat?"

"Monaavi," I replied, "If anything were different,
Perfection would be changed!"

Happy, she hugged me tighter. I pulled back to look at her
vulva again and she gasped and gave a small shudder when I
touched her mons. She had her hands on my shoulders as I
ran my hand across her cashmere-soft mons and asked,
"Where's your hair?"

Monaavi giggled, pulled herself close and replied, "Priya
and Leeya said that you like bald pussied little girls
(giggle). So I became one for you! Hope you like it 'cause
it's permanent and it hurt… a lot! That's what we've been
doing every night the past couple of weeks."

No longer shy, she stepped back, rubbed her hand over her
baby smooth mons, giggled and said as she looked at me,
"You better not divorce me, I'll never be able to show my
little girl privates to anyone else!"

"Wow! I love it!" I said in amazement as I had another feel.

Monaavi took a step towards me and sat on my lap straddling
me with her arms around my neck. She pulled back, gave me a
smoldering look and asked in a sultry voice, "Are you gonna
show me what tingles and 'gasms are now?"

She felt G.I. Joe as he suddenly was knocking at her door
and lifting with surprise and looking down, squeaked, "Oh
my! He wants to play doesn't he?"

With a tiger growl, I grabbed her around the waist and
flipped her onto her back on the bed and replied, "And play
we shall!"

Monaavi raised her legs and bent her knees, resting her
feet flat on the bed with me in between her legs. I began
kissing her face and stroking her left shoulder. She pulled
her arms out from under mine, put her right hand behind my
neck and stroked my face with her left hand. I kissed her
mouth and she sought mine hungrily. As I kissed her chin,
she raised her head, offering me her throat. I kissed and
nipped my way down to the hollow of her throat and she
sighed, gently pulling me closer. I kissed around her neck
and licked a line up the side to her ear, then sucked in
her earlobe, which elicited a nice soft "Mmmmmm."

I moved to her left shoulder and began kissing across her
upper chest to her other shoulder. I raised her arms above
her head and began kissing and licking her armpit, nipping
her deltoid as I went along. She flinched slightly and
giggled, "That tickles!"

I licked down her armpit and under the soft round curve of
the bottom of her right breast. As I licked up the conical
hill of her breast to circle her areola, she wrapped her
arms around my head and arched her back, feeding me her
breast and gasped, "Oh My! THOSE are what tingles feel like!"

I sucked her nipple in and lightly nipped it, pulling it
away from her chest. I let it go and engulfed as much of
her breast in my mouth as I could and sucked it in
hungrily. Monaavi mashed my face into her breast, moaned
"Oh my!" and shuddered.

When she eased her hold on me, I moved to her left breast
and suckled like a babe. Lifting her left side and chin on
her chest looking down, Monaavi arched her back feeding me
her breast and softly sighed, "Oh Sean, you're driving me
crazy, and my breasts are on fire with tingles!"

As I was suckling, I thought how this was the first time
I'd suckled at a breast that was bigger than would fit in
my mouth and I was delirious with her bounty. I sadly left
her breast and moved to her sternum where I began to take
long swiping licks down the center of her torso to her
belly. I kissed and tasted the indentation of her naval and
she gasped. "Hmmm" I thought, "A different erogenous zone
on this one."

Monaavi was panting softly and rhythmically pumping her
pelvis against my sternum. I repositioned myself moving my
arms and shoulders to under her thighs. She put her chin on
her chest looking down panting and she had a fire in her
eyes. She raised her feet off the bed grabbed her legs
behind her knees and pulled her legs against her chest.

I saw Monaavi's feet out of the corner of my eyes and her
toes were pointed. I turned my head to the right, grabbed
her left foot and began kissing her inside ankle. I kissed
down the inside of her arch, sucking in her big toe and she
rewarded the gesture with a moan. As she saw me ministering
to her foot, she said softly, "Oh Sean, I love you so much!"

I moved to her left foot, and after lavishing it with
kisses, again sucked her toe into my mouth. I then began to
kiss and nip up her leg on the inside her calf to her knee.
I licked her kneecap and the side of the closed crease at
the back of her knee. I licked the inside of Monaavi's
thigh with long, slow swiping licks right up to the crease
between her leg and right pussy lip. She shuddered and
gasped, "Oh God Sean! I'm on fire inside!"

I moved to her right ankle and began to lick my way north
again. When I reached the crease at the top of her right
leg I grabbed her ankles, pushed her legs up further
driving her pelvis higher. Monaavi was now obscenely open
and exposed from her mons to her tailbone.

Monaavi, my shy woman bride, was panting as she watched
with wide eyes, knowing I was going to feast between her
thighs on that beautiful, sleek pussy. The sight before me
was delicious! Her slender pussy lips were a rosy pink,
engorged and slightly puffy with excitement and she'd been
weeping her nectar down her perineum to the light pink
pucker of her anus glistened with her juices.

When she saw me start to lean in, she laid her head back on
the bed and waited to feel my mouth on her sex. I blew hot
air from her anus to the top of her crease and she squeaked
and shuddered. I made a sudden long, single swipe with my
tongue from her anus to her clit and she grabbed my hair,
pulled me into her treasure and cried out, "Gosh, you're
licking me there! So wonderful!"

My new wife's aroma was heady, musky and strong with a hint
of sweetness. I peeled open her pastel pink peach and her
clitty looked just like Emmy's! Her entire clitoral area
was a bright, angry pink and it was actually throbbing as
she breathed. Her extended clit flexed like a tiny dick
with each pulse of her passion and I covered it with my
mouth and began to suck it. Monaavi screeched, bucked her
pelvis up violently and cried out "Oh God! I'm exploding inside!"

Monaavi held me tight against her clitty as I just lightly
sucked. She made several violent flinches, gasping for air
as she shuddered with a "Uuuh" as each one washed over her.
Her hands slowly released the grip on my hair as her
shudders reduced to intermittent quivers and her breathing
became heavy pants. My chin was soaked and when I released
her clitty and looked down, I saw that Monaavi's climax had
brought forth a whitish, translucent fluid that oozed down
her perineum to her puckered star. I drank of her passion
and her taste was overpowering.

Monaavi tasted much stronger, not as sweet but with a
tartness that was uniquely arousing. Looking down at me,
she gasped through her pants, "God Sean, what was THAT?"

I smiled as I licked her weeping hole, causing her to
shudder again and said softly, "THAT, my lovely wife, was
your first 'gasm!"

Throwing her head back on the bed, she replied, "My gosh!
No wonder Leeya likes 'em so much!"

Catching her breath, my "shy" bride looked back down at me
and asked coyly, "Lick me some more… another please?"

"My pleasure!" I answered, giving her savory peach a
complimentary lick.

Now that she'd had an orgasm, Monaavi was willing to let me
take my time. I decided that I was now going to inspect my
wife's charms more carefully. I was surprised to notice
that Monaavi appeared to have very thin, almost nonexistent
labia minora that covered her hood and swept down to the
sides of her labia majora in an inverted "V" that faded
away to nothing. I looked at her opening and Monaavi's
hymen appeared very strange. Instead of a round or oval
opening covering the entrance to her vagina, she had a
single thin strand of whitish membrane covering the vaginal
entrance that looked like she had a crescent shaped hole on
either side of this membrane.

I decided to administer my wife's newfound pleasure by
first licking up her ambrosia. When my tongue swept across
her anus, she gasped and asked surprised, "Oh my! Are you gonna…"

As I licked up her crease, she felt me nod yes. She looked
down at me and scolded, "You're a VERY naughty boy!"

Since she was older than I, that remark seemed to strike a
nerve but I sloughed it off, admitting to myself she was right.

I covered her clitty with my mouth and said, "Hmmmmm."

"Oh God!" Her body shuddered,

AS I circled her little mini-dick with my tongue, my little
teacher began thrusting her treasure upwards for me to
feast on. I dropped down and tested her hymen and it was
soft, pliable and it felt like I could probably break it
with my tongue. I began slathering her crease with up and
down tongue strokes. Again she grabbed my hair and pulled
me in saying with pleasure, "Yes! Oh yes, lick me Sean, lick me!"

My little woman was heating up quickly as she pumped
herself into my mouth, panting and moaning "SO good, your
tongue feels sooo gooood!"

I dropped down and began to rim her back door and she
flinched at the initial touch only to wink her pinkish
pucker against my tongue. I brought my thumb into play and
began to stroke her extended clitty back and forth as I
orally tickled her anus.

I timed myself so that when she pushed outward as she
groaned and flexed, I pushed my tongue inside her back
door. Monaavi exhaled a huge gasp, thrust herself upward
trying to push my tongue deeper inside her and moaned,
"This is so nasty, but it feels so gooood!"

From all the tongue slathering, my mouth was beginning to
feel like I'd just left the dentists with a mouth full of
novacane! My dick was throbbing hard and my balls were
aching for release. I dragged back up her crease to her
little mini dick and began sucking it, giving her a mini blowjob.

"OH God, here it comes…. gonna 'gasm!"

As I sucked, I thought déjà vu: "Am I with Leeya?"

I wanted to fuck! So I sucked her clitty as I flicked the
tip of my tongue over the tip and she blasted off!

Monaavi thrust her hips up, lifting herself off the bed,
locked up with a loud, high-pitched whine and shuddered.
About time, my tongue couldn't have worked another minute!"

I lightly sucked as she panted, trying to get her breath
back between spasms. She pushed me away violently gasping,
"No more, my God, no more!"

I crawled up between her legs and pressed my steel-hard
cock in her crease. Monaavi's eyes shot open wide as she
panted, and said with hot, smoldering conviction, "Do it!
Put it inside me Sean, sperm me and plant a baby in me!"

"Wow!" I thought, "She sure ain't shy no more!"

I kissed her panting mouth, dragged my cock through her
crease a few times, then placed its head against her virgin
hole, and looking directly into her eyes, gently applied
ever-increasing pressure. I suddenly pushed through her
hymen like it wasn't there. Monaavi didn't even flinch in
pain she just wrapped her arms around me as she brought her
legs around my waist and moaned, "My God, you're inside me!"

I kissed her passionately but she broke the kiss panting
and trying to breath. I began to make small thrusts and
withdrawals of about two inches. With each thrust, my lover
would audibly exhale a breath of air. I began to gain the
depths of her love and when I had about five inches inside,
I was amazed that I hadn't reached her limit. I gently
pushed forward and suddenly was shocked when I felt our
pubic bones touch.

I exhaled and froze, to relish my woman's depths. Monaavi's
pussy was indescribably overpowering! She was hot as a
roaring furnace, slippery wet, as tight if not tighter than
Leeya and she had all seven inches of me inside her!

When I bottomed out, she grunted "Uhhh!! It feels like
you're in my stomach!"

I kissed her neck and she whispered, "So full, so deep, is
it really all the way in?"

Panting I nodded and uttered, "You've got all seven inches of me."

Monaavi gave a giggled pant and replied, "Take me to heaven
lover and give me our child."

I kissed her lips, smiled and replied, "Your wish is my command."

Monaavi began squeezing me with her muscles and I asked in
surprise, "Where'd you learn that?"

"Kegel exercises," she giggled, "Priya and Leeya taught me."

As I began to slowly stroke, I quipped, "Remind me to thank them."

It didn't take either of us long to get heated up. I was in
heaven as I made long, slow and enjoyable strokes,
delighted beyond compare with the buttery hot, deep depths
of Monaavi's glorious pussy squeezing every inch of me!

I began to hasten my strokes as our passion built. With
every thrust into her, Monaavi would grunt a "Uuuhh!" and
push up to meet me, pulling herself up with her heels
against the small of my back.

"Hurry," Monaavi gasped, "I'm gonna gasm real soon!"

"Hold on Baby!" I gasped, "Almost there."

As I felt the tingling in my balls I began to stroke faster
with urgency and I grunted, "Get ready…"

My shy lover was matching me stroke for stroke and grunted
her "Uuuhh'S" from the exertion with which she worked. We
were both covered in a sheen of sweat. Boy, she's making me
work for it!

"Please!" she implored, "I'm explodinggggggg!"

When she started to lock up, I drove into her depths and
ground my pubic bone against hers as I began to spurt.
When she felt my discharge, she dug her nails into my back
and gasped with wide-eyed shock and gasped, "My God, it's
so hot! I can feel you spurting inside me!"

I howled out as I FINALLY got my release. I flinched four
times with each spurt that came with electric shocks in my
groin so strong I shuddered as I emptied my seed into her.
Monaavi would spasm and grip me in response to each hot
spurt she felt.

Monaavi had her head thrown back and grunting, trying to
breath. She tried to speak, her mouth open but could only
gasp for air. Exhausted I collapsed on top of her, leaning
most of my weight on my elbows. Both of us were having mini
aftershocks: me dry spurting as I spasmed inside her and
she responding by clinching me with her vaginal muscles.

Through her pants, Monaavi gently squeezed me and I felt
her muscles ripple along the whole length of my shaft. She
was gently rubbing her hands up and down my back as I
licked the sweat from her shoulder. Both still panting and
trying to recover, she nipped my earlobe, which sent a
shock straight to my balls, and I moaned into her shoulder.
Monaavi gave a panted giggle and asked, "Am I pregnant yet?"

I gave a panted giggle back and replied, "Give it an hour, OK?

"Can we at least practice some more?" She quipped.

"My gosh woman!" I panted out, "You trying to kill me?"

"Well," she replied, "You've ravaged me, I might as well go
for defiled."

Chuckling, I asked, "I thought you were shy, what happened?"

"You licked my poopy, that's what happened, you nasty boy,"
she retorted, "You've licked me from head to toe and
everywhere in between, I've had three gasms, been spermed
real deep and have had eighteen centimeters of you inside
me: that's what happened! And I loved every bit of it!"

"Well Teach," I asked, "How'd I do?"

"I'd give you straight "A's," she giggled, "Visual
presentation was excellent, excellent tongue action with
perfect stroke technique, and the 'gasms were astounding!
I'd say you're the teacher's pet!"

"Gosh," she said as she clinched my softening member, "I
can still feel you twitching inside me!"

"My legs feel like jelly," I said, "And it's only nine O'clock."

"You could always lick me some more," my teacher cooed.

"Give me a break, will ya!" I responded with exhaustion.
"My whole mouth is numb!"

Monaavi playfully whined, "But husband, it's my wedding
night. Aren't you supposed to teach me all about tingles and gasms?"

"Yeah," I replied, "Me and my big mouth."

I rolled over to her side on my back, looked over at her
and smiled. Monaavi sat up, looked at her groin, and said,
"I'm bleeding a little. I didn't feel any pain at all. Oh
gosh! Your sperms are running out of me, I'm leaking!"

With a heavy body, I rose, went to the bathroom, warmed a
washcloth, returned and began to gently clean her. God her
pussy looked gorgeous! Shaking my head in amazement I
whispered, "You've got a very beautiful pussy!"

Monaavi blushed and replied, "I feel like I'm ten again
without any hair. Do you really think I'm pretty down there?"

"Deliciously so!" I confirmed.

"Sean?" Monaavi asked shyly.

"Yes Babe," I replied.

"What else are we gonna do tonight?" She wanted to know.

"You could try to please me with your mouth, like I did
you," I proffered, "If you wanna try it, that is."

"You mean," she asked tentatively, "A sucker job?"

"Yeah 'Leeya,'" I quipped, "A sucker job, but for some
unknown reason it's really called a blowjob."

Monaavi giggled and replied, "I like sucker job better."

"Hmmm," she said contemplating, "Your dick in my mouth:
I'll really be a naughty girl, won't I?"

"Where'd you learn that word?" I asked.

"Leeya," she answered, "Taught me ALL those dirty words:
dick, cock, cunny, coochie, pussy, asshole, fuck, cum. You
know, words like that, but I was just too shy to use them."

Chuckling, I quipped, "She's been a busy girl, hasn't she?
What else did she teach you?"

Seriously, Monaavi answered calmly, "She told me never to
spill your seed: make sure I always take it into my body.
She's been right about everything. When you spermed me
(touching her belly), I felt the hot sweetness of your love
filling me and it felt glorious!"

"Yeah," I agreed, "Felt pretty good to me too!"

"She did say" Monaavi added with a giggle, "She likes the
taste of you, I'll have to see if she's right about that too."

"I certainly hope," I replied, "That you like my taste as
much as I love yours: you're simply delicious!"

"Gosh!" she responded, "I can't believe you had your mouth
on me there and when you stuck your tongue in my… you know,
I went confused. At first I was shocked but it felt so
good, I went crazy!"

"Glad you liked it." I answered proudly.

"Hold me, Sean," Monaavi asked softly, "My little cunny is
a little sore. Let's rest."

Monaavi turned on her side and draped her leg over my
thigh, and put her hand on my chest. I moved my left arm
under her neck as a pillow and enfolded her in my arms. In
the afterglow of consummating our love, we fell off to a
soft sated sleep.

Continued in Chapter 78…

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