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Child Brides of India
By: C. Stanton Leman
Chapter 80: The Blessings Continue (MFfg, rom, cons,
oral,
anal)
I was now going to work every day, Priya to school and
Monaavi, her belly swelling gradually, was busy home
schooling the girls. Mom and Dad had returned to the States
and the girls spoke to Mom almost daily on the phone. Dad
was having the basement converted into three extra bedrooms
with bathrooms in anticipation of our ever-growing family.
Life moved on, and with it, the need to confront issues.
Haseeba had been back with Sarah, Adib and Salima for
almost eleven months now without any trace of Mahmoud. I
called the Imaam about obtaining Haseeba's divorce and I
arranged for a time at ten in the morning the following
Tuesday since Haseeba had afternoon classes.
I had the lawyer transfer title of her home to her name
and
on that Tuesday, Haseeba was granted her divorce for
abandonment. It was a fairly straightforward ceremony and
only took about thirty minutes to complete. Haseeba cried
over the fact that she felt that she'd never find the
unconditional love that my wives shared with me.
I tried to comfort her as a father would, but I knew
that
only time would heal her wounds. I reassured her by telling
her that God would provide her with a loving husband and
that she should take the lessons she'd learned from this
and apply it to making her second marriage work.
I reiterated to her that no one, not even a husband,
should
prevent her from following her dreams. If a man truly loved
her, he'd encourage her and help her achieve all she was
meant to be. She knew I was right, but it didn't take the
sting of a failed marriage away. I gave her the deed to her
home and advised her never to put anyone's name on it with
her. It was hers and hers alone and that she should hold it
as my gift to her and she agreed with me.
The end of the school year was approaching and Priya was
on
track to reach the halfway point in her undergraduate
studies, Sarah and Haseeba were on track with theirs, Leeya
would be completing her second grade and Attiya her first.
Attiya's progress was phenomenal! She'd gone from a girl
struggling to communicate and grasp the simplest of
academic skills, to progressing rapidly like any other six
year-old as her musical prowess advanced.
Tina was now talking like a true little woman:
constantly.
She'd mix her words, speaking in a mixture of English and
Tamil, and even threw in a few Hindi words just to add to
the confusion. Her pediatrician told us that it was normal
for children who learned to speak multiple languages
simultaneously to sometimes mix their words together and
that she'd soon sort out each language and speak each one
without any accent. It was remarkable to see her progress
and act like a normal little girl! She was now learning
kindergarten work such as shapes, colors and some English
dolch words. Monaavi's gentle, firm and loving way of
instruction was an amazing gift to watch.
Monaavi began to have some minor complications. Her
blood
tests revealed she had gestational diabetes and she was put
on a restrictive diet. She had to do finger sticks in the
morning and one hour after every meal to test her blood sugar.
One of the hardest things for her to do was to lay off
the
rice, which she absolutely loved. She switched to eating
brown rice but even with that, she had to ration her
portions. For me, I never realized there were so many foods
that the body converted to sugar! To help Monaavi adjust,
we ate the same diet she ate: it certainly didn't hurt us.
Sometimes Monaavi's feet would swell slightly and she
usually went around the house barefooted. There's something
inherently sexy about seeing a pregnant woman in bare feet,
at least for me. Hell she looked sexy as all get out with a
swollen belly and radiant complexion: even her hair
thickened and shone! Priya, Leeya and I would take turns
giving Monaavi foot massages, with me adding a little toe
sucking to make things interesting. She always seemed
humbled and shy that we would treat her with such love as
to massage her feet and although always appreciative,
blushed over the fact.
Her foot swelling was a cause of concern for her OB/GYN
because she was afraid of Toxemia and Preeclampsia for
Monaavi and high birth weight and jaundice for the babies.
Monaavi's doctor told us it would be optimal if she
delivered around 36 or 37 weeks. We were both Rh negative,
her being "B" negative and I being "A" negative, which
didn't pose any blood issues for these babies but might it
be later on with Priya and Leeya, who were both "A" positive.
I guess the job of carrying twins was taking its toll on
Monaavi but she accepted each little discomfort with joy.
She'd occasionally get a leg cramp; an occasional fetal
foot in the ribs, her back would ache and sometimes she had
trouble sleeping. She felt the first movement at nineteen
weeks. After that, we would marvel at feeling the little
urchins inside as they kicked or punched against Mommy's
tummy. This pregnancy seemed to be a truly family affair as
we shared the joys of each new stage of Monaavi's pregnancy
with her. Daddy wasn't immune either. I was having sympathy
symptoms right along with her: God I hated feeling
pregnant! I'm glad I won't have to go into labor… or will I?
I had talked to Paul Whitfield at the American embassy
and
applied for a work visa for Monaavi, saying she was Tina's
tutor and that I wanted to continue Tina's education and
therapy throughout the summer in the States. He helped
expedite the process and we had her visa back in May, in
preparation for leaving for the US as soon as the school
year was over. Monaavi was excited about seeing her new
home in the States and coming to America.
Mom had made arrangements for Monaavi to continue her
treatment in the US with her OB/GYN and we had her medical
records sent by courier to her new doctor.
When June rolled around, we were all happy that Priya
had
completed her studies and was now half way to her BE in
computer engineering at thirteen and a half! We'd also
received notification from the New Delhi Board of
Education, verifying that Leeya and Attiya had completed
their respective grades in elementary education. Monaavi
was swelling nicely and all was good in the Michael's household.
We left for the States the second week in June. Tina
just
looked confused as she felt the sensations of flying and
all the noise, but she was a good girl the entire flight.
Monaavi had some leg cramps from sitting so long on the
flight, Priya was still white-knuckled on take-offs and
landings and Leeya was her giddy old self, loving every
minute of flying. All in all, we arrived at BWI in good
spirits at about three pm on a Friday.
Landing here this time brought back terrible memories of
when Liz had died and Mom wasn't here to greet us. THIS
time though was different. Mom "Eeek'ed" out in adulation
upon seeing a waddling Monaavi with her belly protruding in
front of her. Mom and Dad kissed the girls and Mom finished
by giving both girls in vitro a massage saying "How's my
little grandbabies doing?"
"They're fine Mom," Monaavi answered,
"Better stop or
you'll get them going. I think they have kicking contests
and when one of those little demons gets her foot in my
ribs it hurts like the dickens!"
"Ok, OK," Mom replied, "Oh! I felt a
kick!"
"See," Monaavi smiled, "I told you
so."
"Come on," Dad suggested, "Let's pick up
your bags from
Customs and get home. I hate airports."
All the females chatted, with giggles and hugs, as we
made
our way to baggage claim. With bags loaded on a trolley, we
made our way out of the airport to the garage. Once on our
way, Priya said to Monaavi, "Wait 'til you see this house!
It's humongous!"
"Bigger than in India?" Monaavi asked.
"Bigger?" Leeya exclaimed, "It makes our
house in India
look like a dollhouse! And we have our own horses too!"
"Wow!" Monaavi said in awe. "I don't
think I'm in any
condition to learn to ride."
"Nonsense!" Mom replied, "You're only
five months but boy
you sure look bigger!"
Monaavi giggled as she rubbed her tummy and answered,
"That's 'cause there's two of 'em, Mom."
"Any stretch marks yet?" Mom asked.
"A few," She responded, "Around my belly
button and hips
but the cocoa butter seems to be working, keeping them away
for the most part."
"Gosh!" Mom exclaimed like a giddy schoolgirl,
"It's so
good to see my girls again! I've missed you all so much!"
"Mom, Father," Priya replied, "We've
missed you so much!
It's good to be back and to see you all again!"
"And her boobies are bigger too!" Leeya
revealed.
"Yeah," Monaavi added, "And they're more
sensitive too."
"Only you would think of that, child" Dad
chuckled as
Monaavi blushed.
We pulled into the drive and up to the security pad at
the
gate. Monaavi asked, "Where's the house?"
I chuckled and replied pointing, "It's up over that
hill.
When we reach the top, you'll be able to see the house."
"Yeah," Leeya exclaimed, "It's got a
lake, double spiral
staircases, marble floors, a pool and a gym: it's a mansion!"
"Oh my!" Monaavi answered impressed.
As we reached the top of the hill, Monaavi gasped in awe
and said wide-eyed, "Gosh it's HUGE! What's a place like
that cost?"
Dad chuckled and replied proudly, "Oh, about a
million five."
"GASP!" Monaavi uttered with hand-covered
mouth.
We pulled into the garage and standing in the drive,
Monaavi was turning in circles, looking around in
amazement. Dad rubbed her back and told Leeya, "Hey
munchkin, give her the tour."
"Sure Poppy!" Leeya replied as she took
Monaavi's hand,
"Come on, you just gotta see this place!"
We chuckled as we watched Leeya drag Monaavi around by
the
hand to the front door. Dad and I pulled the luggage from
the SUV and headed inside. We were met by Abby with
squeals, hugs and kisses. As we were finishing the
greetings, Leeya appeared with a slack-jawed Monaavi from
the foyer. When she stepped into the two-story family room
she gasped causing us to look in her direction.
Abby saw Monaavi with her swollen belly, smiled and her
eyes started to well up and said softly, "Joan, she's
simply beautiful!"
Monaavi slowly pulled her veil from her head, and
turning
to us, flashed a beaming smile. She came to stand next to
me and I introduced her to Abby. Abby gently hugged her and
said, "It's so good to meet you. Joan's told me so much
about you and I just can't believe how beautiful you are!"
Monaavi blushed and replied shyly, "Thank you but
I'm not
so sure about that (rubs her belly), I'm getting as big as this
house!"
Shaking her head Abby replied, "You just simply
glow young
lady. Being pregnant becomes you."
Monaavi blushed again and covered her face.
"Well girl," Abby said turning to Priya,
"Looks like you're next huh?"
Priya blushed and replied, "Not for a while Abby. I
can
just see myself carrying THIS around (Rubbing Monaavi's
belly) walking to class!"
Monaavi hugged my arm and asked if she could lie down
for a
while. We excused ourselves and I walked her up the rear
staircase to my bedroom, showed her the bathroom, gave her
a tender kiss and left her to rest.
Once back downstairs, we sat at the table talking. Mom
rose
and said she was going to check on Monaavi. Abby commented
to Priya that Monaavi was simply stunning and couldn't
believe how beautiful she was. Priya agreed and explained
to Abby that even with all the praise we've heaped on her,
Monaavi is a very devout Muslim, still humble and shy, not
really believing she's as pretty as we all think her to be.
"How old is she?" Abby asked me.
"She's twenty three," I answered with a
chuckle, "This time
I married an 'Older woman.'"
"Gosh," Abby replied, "She doesn't look a
day over sixteen!
She's still so tiny. She looks like a pregnant high schooler."
"Abby," Priya said, "She's brought a
stability and peace to
our family that you just wouldn't believe. Her gift with
children is unbelievable! We're all so happy she's
pregnant: and with twin girls no less!"
Looking out onto the deck, we saw Leeya playing with
Tina.
Abby nodded to the window and asked, "She's your daughter?
What's her name, Tina?"
"Um hum, Her full name is Faatina. It means
'captivating
one,' but we call her Tina for short." Priya answered,
"Leeya is like a little mother to her. We think she has the
same gift with children as Monaavi. When we first got Tina,
Leeya even dry nursed her at night, changed her pee pee
diapers and all! She and Monaavi have a very strange
relationship and are extremely close. Monaavi is her
schoolteacher by day, but Leeya has been her marital
teacher and confidant when she's not in class. Monaavi
accepts Leeya's position over her with respect, it's a very
unique symbiotic relationship that works for them."
"Unbelievable," Abby replied astonished,
"Tina is a very
beautiful little girl, how old is she?"
"She's four," I answered, "But because of
the meningitis,
she's had to relearn everything. Right now she's probably
about three, developmentally, but she's advancing fast
thanks to Monaavi and Leeya."
Just then, Mom came down the rear staircase to take a
seat
next to Priya. She said, "Monaavi's resting on her side. I
rubbed her down with cocoa butter; her legs were bothering
her. She's still so small except for her tummy and she just
looks radiant as an expectant mother! Priya, Father and I
can't wait for the day when your little chocolate tummy is
bursting at the seams! (Giggles)"
"I know," Priya replied, " I think I'll
get pregnant as
soon as I finish school. Seeing Monaavi pregnant makes me
want to have a child. Poor Leeya, she's only six and wants
one as soon as her periods start! (Giggles) We told her to
grow boobies first."
We chuckled and Mom said, "She'll make a good mother.
Just
look at the way she nurtures Tina. She's incredibly mature for her
age."
Just then, Leeya came through the patio doors with Tina
in
hand. She told Tina, "Now be a good girl and don't get into
things, alright?"
Tina looked at her, smiled and nodding replied,
"OK, Ma."
"See," Mom confirmed, "I told you."
Priya giggled and added, "Yeah, she's got so many
mothers,
she also calls Monaavi, Leeya AND me Mama!"
"But she knows her Meme doesn't she?" Mom
quipped proudly.
"She sure does!" I affirmed.
Abby just shook her head and replied in amazement,
"Gosh,
your family has certainly changed in a year. A child and
two on the way, and what's surprising, Sean married an
adult woman! Wow! THAT'S a switch!"
"Yeah," Mom chuckled, "And she's sure
made her presence
known, hasn't she Priya?"
"She's changed all our lives," Priya admitted.
Leeya asked Priya, "Can you watch Tina? I'm gonna
go lay
down with Monaavi. I like to lay next to her and feel her babies."
"Sure Sweetie," Priya answered, "Just
don't wake her up,
she needs her rest."
"I won't," Leeya assured Priya. "Besides,
she sleeps better
when I hold her."
"Oh, that's sweet," Abby observed,
Leeya headed upstairs and Abby asked, "Do her and
Monaavi…
you know, do they have a "special" relationship?'
"Oh no," I chuckled, "Monaavi is as
straight an arrow as
they come and doesn't like that kind of intimate
expression. Their love for each other is very special and supportive."
"Well Joan," Abby asked, "How do you feel
about Sean's
wives now?"
"John and I," Mom answered, "Are truly
amazed at how loving
this "Alternative" relationship is and it's truly
remarkable to see. It's still hard to grasp Leeya though:
how, at six years old, she can be a little girl one minute
and a sexy little minx the other. Looking at her, it's
sometimes hard to believe that she embraces her sexual
nature with such ease."
"Is she THAT active?" Abby asked.
We looked at each other and laughed.
"Let's just put it this way," Priya added,
"She taught
Monaavi everything Monaavi knows about intimacy."
"Well, I be horn swoggled," Abby replied
surprised.
The next morning after breakfast, we decided to show
Monaavi the barn and horses. Priya and Leeya gave Jim a big
hug and kiss, and in return he helped them saddle their
horses. Monaavi was a little frightened by the beasts but
soon warmed up when Kali nuzzled her cheek. We saddled
Mom's Pinto for her, but after riding for about fifteen
minutes, her and I headed back to the barn. Monaavi said
that all the rocking was giving her a backache. Priya and
Leeya just waved goodbye and went on their merry way down
the trail.
Monaavi said she wanted to take a dip in the pool. I
asked
her about a suit and she replied she'd just wear shorts and
a top. I had to laugh, watching her float on her back. It
looked like a flesh-colored beach ball sitting on her
stomach floating on the water. She remarked when she exited
the pool that the water buoyed her belly and it felt great
not to feel the weight on her back. God she looked sexy!
Wet curly hair, clothes clinging to her body, those great
legs, dainty feet and that beautiful swollen belly!
Today was Saturday and Leeya's night. After prayers, she
and I were cuddled in bed, talking as I rubbed her
shoulder. I got the feeling that she was feeling somehow
inadequate next to Priya, and now a pregnant Monaavi. She
turned and laid her left leg over mine, started rubbing my
chest and asked, "How can you say you love me with all your heart?"
"Because I do," I replied.
"Well," she formulated, "If you love
Priya with all your
heart, and you love Monaavi with all your heart, how can
you love all three of us with all your heart?"
"Oh," I said, "I think I know where this
is headed. Let me
see if I can explain, because it's kinda complicated. When
I met Priya, she stole my heart right away and completely
filled it with everything about her; her beauty, her
personality, her likes and dislikes… everything. I was
consumed by her."
I went on by saying, "Then I met you. At first, you
were
just a little girl, Priya's cousin. But then, something
happened and we bonded and love began to grow. When it did,
it was like your love gave birth to another heart, deep
inside me, here in my soul. And in this new heart it became
filled with only you. This heart is filled with your
beautiful brown eyes, your pretty smile, your tiny feet and
hands and even your tiny little butt and secret places. I
love you when you're happy or sad, and I even love you when
you're a snot! I love your intelligence, your maturity,
your innocence and playfulness: everything about you!"
"But why do you think I'm pretty when I'm
not," Leeya asked
seriously, "I think you just say that because you love me."
"You're right," I answered, "I do say
that because I love
you but more importantly, I say it because it's true. We
can speak honestly can't we and we both know that on the
outside, that part of you everyone sees, you will never be
as pretty as Priya or Monaavi, but I see the beauty that's
in here (laying my hand over her heart). Inside here is a
very beautiful woman and there's no one in the world like
you! Your beauty shines as brightly as Priya's or Monaavi's
ever could!"
"Well why do you call me a woman?" Leeya
asked, "'Cause we
do secret things? I'm really only six, why DO you call me a woman?"
"Because you are!" I chuckled my answer,
"You know what
love is don't you: I mean real, true love?"
"Uh huh," she nodded, "I believe I do."
"Well, you do." I confirmed, "You know
how to love like an
innocent little girl, you know how to give a nurturing love
like a mother the way you do with Tina and you know how to
love with deep passion like a wife. There are women twenty,
thirty, forty even fifty years old that don't know how to
love like you do. Some girls are beaten or abused like you
were, there are others who weren't loved by their mothers
or fathers and many spend their entire lives trying to
learn how to love and give love like you can. They become
bad girls, confusing the good feelings of doing secret
things with real love."
"But that's silly," Leeya replied quizzically,
"Doing
secret things is only an expression of that love."
"That's absolutely correct," I agreed,
"If so many women
are confused about this and you know differently, then what
other definition of a woman is there? You love your family,
your daughter Tina and your husband with just as much depth
and passion as Priya or Monaavi, so why AREN'T you a real
woman, simply because you're six?"
"Gee," she said with a smile, "I never
thought about it
THAT way. So you DO love me with all your heart and you DO
think I'm a beautiful woman, don't you?"
Nodding with a smile, I answered, "Neither Priya or
Monaavi
are any more of a beautiful woman than you are!"
"Can I ask you another question?" Leeya
requested.
"Sure Babe," I answered, "You can ask as
many questions as
you want."
"You like me as a small little girl don't
you?" Leeya asked shyly.
"Yes, yes I do," I admitted, "Very
much."
"Would I make you happier," Leeya wanted to
know, "If I
stayed tiny like this?"
"To be honest," I replied, "I've come to
love you for you.
Like I said, "The you that's in here (as I put my finger
over her heart). When you grow up and become a grown woman,
I'll love you just as much, maybe even more. Your size or
age no longer matters or has any bearing on my love for you."
"I have a couple of confessions to make,"
Leeya said tentatively.
"Oh yeah?" I asked in reply, "What are
those?"
"First," Leeya began, "I'm kinda glad we
don't do those pee
pee things any more. I mean, I really liked the gasms and
all but I knew it was wrong and felt bad sometimes doing them."
"I'm sorry Leeya," I apologized, "For
teaching you that
stuff. It was wrong of me. You shouldn't have done it if
you really didn't want to. I feel bad to think that maybe I
forced you to do something you didn't want to do."
"Oh it's not that," she corrected, "You
didn't make me do
anything. It's just that I sometimes felt bad afterwards,
that's all. Don't worry, you didn't make me do anything I
didn't want to do."
"What's the other thing?" I inquired.
"You may not believe me," she began, "But
you know how I
told you that I just know in my heart my first baby will be a girl?"
"Uh huh." I acknowledged.
"Well," she continued, "If you die, I
will too. I just know
that if I lost you, I would die of a broken heart. It may
seem crazy but I just know it. Sometimes… sometimes I just
look at you when you're not watching…"
"I know," I interrupted.
"And my heart," Leeya confessed, "Is just
bathed in my love
for you. I breathe it in and it fills me with life. Does
that make any sense?"
"Yes it does, Sweetie," I replied.
"Even if you go before me," Leeya said as she
softly
started to cry, "My last breath will be used saying your name."
Upon hearing her words, I started to weep and answered,
"Oh
Leeya, what did I ever do to receive such a special gift as
your love? You mean so much to me, what did I do for Allah
to bless me so?"
"You loved me, Sean," Leeya answered through
her tears,
"All you did was love me."
With that, Leeya rolled over on top of me and kissed me
with as much passion as I'd ever felt. I rolled her onto
her back and began kissing her all over her face. She
smiles softly and whispered, "Yes husband, I love your kisses!"
I kissed down her throat and across her shoulders and
she
enfolded my head in her hands as she looked down at me. She
gently pushed my head southward and said, "Lick me Sean,
give me lots of tingles."
I kissed and sucked on her dimpled belly button and she
giggled and said "Not there silly, on my coochie!"
"Oh," I quipped, "Just stopping for a
taste."
Leeya lifted her legs and wrapped her arms around the
back
of her thighs pulling her pelvis up for my attention. She
was flexing herself and as she did, I could see her tiny
brown pucker wink. I covered her vulva with my mouth and
sucked on her entire vulva gently. Leeya moaned and sighed,
"Oh Sean, I love it when you do this!"
With her vulva still in my mouth, I split her crease
with
my tongue and licked up from her tiny hole to her tingle
button. Her little clitty was so much smaller than
Monaavi's but I relished the feel of her tiny button, no
bigger than a grain of rice, against my tongue. She
immediately grabbed my hair, pulling me into her in
response to the electric shock and gasped, "Yes! Tingles!
So many tingles!"
My tiny lover was holding her fat chubby pussy lips open
for me to feast on her liberally and pumping her little
pussy into my mouth saying, "Gonna do it, gonna gasm soon!"
I gently cupped her tiny, taut butt cheeks in my hands
as I
rolled her little clitty with my tongue. She squeaked a
little girl squeak and letting go of her lips, thrust her
pelvis up and moaned, "Oh God Sean, I love you!"
She came so fast, it took my by surprise and I just held
her vulva in my mouth as she shuddered. I could feel her
butt cheeks and labial muscles clinch and release as she
spasmed. Panting and gasping for breath, Leeya was silent,
save for the sounds of her labored breathing.
The intensity of the scene had me hard enough to cut
diamonds, and when I released her from my mouth, whispered
to her "I want you Sweetie, I want you more than anything."
Pulling her pussy lips open again as she panted, Leeya
replied in a smoldering tone, "Then take me. Sperm me good
and deep!"
I rose up and seated my throbbing cock to her entrance
and
pushed gently. I saw her tiny opening slowly expand
obscenely around the helmet of my cock, only to feel the
buttery soft wetness when the head slipped inside.
"Oh my!" Leeya moaned at my penetration,
"I love it when
you're inside me!"
I began rocking slowly, to ensure that I didn't
penetrate
her too deep or too fast. After a few minutes, I had about
three and a half inches inside her and Leeya began to
thrust her pelvis up to me, inviting me in. She let go of
her right lip, put chin to chest looking down and felt
where we were joined.
"I love watching you inside me Sean," Leeya
panted, "I'm so
stretched and you feel wonderful!"
I stroked slowly to languish in the feelings of her wet
hot
and incredibly tight little pussy. I had about four inches
inside her when I bumped her cervix. She flinched a little
in response with "Ow! that hurt a little."
I backed out some and began making mini strokes in her
little cunt of about two inches. Leeya was climbing the
mountain quickly and began using the Kegels she'd taught
Monaavi and that only seemed to slow me down; she was so
tight, until I managed to time my strokes with her clinch
and release rhythm. The sensations on the head of my dick
were electrifying and I moaned out, "God Leeya, you're so
tight, I'm gonna cum soon!"
Leeya panted out, as she reached down, grabbing the
shaft
that was exposed, and moaned, "Do it Sean! Sperm me good!"
"Oh God!" I gasped, as I began to feel the
tingle in my balls.
Leeya clamped down on my dick so hard I thought she'd
pull
it off as she said, "Sperm my baby place, give me a baby too!"
When she said that, I had this wicked thought of seeing
her
six year-old belly swelled with a baby inside and nudged my
dickhead right against her cervix. As I brushed against it,
the pressure Leeya felt made her squeal and I moaned, "Take
it! Here's your baby!"
I pressed tight against the mouth of her cervix and
exploded. Leeya's cervix was pressed so hard against the
head of my dick that when I went off, it actually felt like
my cum was backing up in my balls! When I pulled back a
fraction, my spray washed against her cervix and back over
the head of my dick.
As soon as Leeya felt the hot spray her cervix, she held
me
in place with her hand and gutturally moaned, "It's so
hot!" And went off herself, locking me in place.
I spurted maybe four times and I felt my knees start to
buckle when she cried out, "Gasmmmmmm!"
As I twitched inside her, I tried to give her what I no
longer had to give as she shuddered in her own little
world. Looking down, there was a bubbly white froth seeping
from around my buried cock as she clinched and released.
With every contraction, she'd expel droplets of my emission
and it oozed out and ran down her perineum. Still
shuddering, Leeya reached down, dragged her fingers through
the seepage, brought her fingers to her mouth and sucked them in.
After our panting had eased to where we could both
breath
enough to speak, Leeya giggled and said, "I know I can't
have a baby for quite a while, but I been thinking about
Monaavi a lot lately and I wanna grow up and have babies too."
"I know Sweetie," I answered understandably.
"Anyway," she said as she looked at me
doe-eyed, "That's my
dream."
"One day," I assured her, "Your dream
will come true and
your tiny belly will be big and round too."
"Ooooh!" Leeya replied rubbing her stomach,
"I can't wait!"
Leeya got up and waddled to the bathroom with her hand
covering her weeping little hole and barked, "Gosh! You
sure spermed me good, I'm dripping like a faucet!"
I heard the toilet flush and a few moments later, my
little
minx jumped on the bed straddling my face and asked, "Will
you let me grow a little bit of hair before I remove it?
I'd like to see what my kitty would look like with some hair on it."
"Sure Sweetie," I answered, "If you
like."
"You know," Leeya said as she pondered,
"Maybe we should
make your thingy all bald too. Whatcha think?"
"I wouldn't mind it," I replied.
"Hmmmm," she said, "I'll have to talk to
my sisters about that…"
"Anyway," since your mouth is right
there," Leeya said with
a coy smile, "Why don't you give me some more tingles?"
I responded by grabbing her tiny thighs and pulled her
little treasure to my mouth. Leeya made a hiss and growled
sexily, "That's it, lick my tingle button and make me feel good!"
Because we'd just had sex, her aroma was much stronger,
and
more tart than sweet, but she sure tasted good! I drank
from her fountain and she gently rocked on my mouth. As I
swiped up through her crease and over her little button she
jerked, saying, "Yes! Right there!"
Leeya was now pressing her clitty hard against my mouth
for
more pressure and was now panting again. Holding her
thighs, I rolled her onto her back and she immediately
wrapped her arms behind her thighs and grabbed her ankles
thrusting her little honey-colored treasure up for me to feast on.
I parted her petals with my thumbs and began making long
swiping licks up through her crease with the flat of my
tongue and Leeya squealed in delight.
"That's it!" She gasped looking down at me,
"Lick my poopy too!"
Being the obliging husband I am, I did just that. I
circled
her brown puckered star and she was teasing me by winking
her little poopy against my tongue. Every time I have anal
sex with Leeya, she's so white-hot inside and it feels so
tight it almost hurts sometimes. Just the thought of
fucking her six year-old backdoor always drove me crazy!
My hardened tool was telling me he wanted inside her so
I
rose up, picked her up off the bed and placed her on my
lap. Leeya responded by letting go of her legs, planted her
feet on the bed in a squatting positing and rose up.
Putting her arms around my neck and looking back behind
her, she reached around, grabbing hold of my erect phallus
and placed the head snuggly against her anus.
I heard Leeya grunt as she bore down and slowly lowered
herself, impaling her tiny butt on my dick. I could feel
the intense pressure as her sphincter slowly started to
yield to my invading member. She flipped her head and flung
her hair from her face and when the head slipped inside her
she made a grunt and stopped. I felt her legs quiver so I
cupped her taut little butt checks in my hands and held her
weight as she began to rock.
Ever so slowly I sank into her depths and when the backs
of
my hands were resting on my thighs I released her. Leeya
sat completely impaled with me in her ass and clinched me
with a deep guttural "Uuuhh!"
God was she tight! Her insides were steamy hot and her
colon felt velvety smooth. She sat just flexing her muscles
and grunting as she moaned, "God Sean, you're so deep it's
hard to breath!"
Rubbing her back and making rocking-like lunges into
her, I
told her, "Baby, you're so fucking hot and tight, I'm gonna
cum real soon!"
"Not yet!" She gasped, " I want
"Uuuhhh" to feel you move
inside me."
Holding her, I lowered her to the bed. My huge frame
towered over her tiny body as she again wrapped her arms
behind her thighs, grabbing her ankles. I pulled out and
started making thrusts of about three or four inches, each
time burying myself in her tight colon.
Leeya would suck in air as I thrust forward bottoming
out
and grunt as she clinched me on my withdrawal. I stroked
moderately and rhythmically for several minutes and Leeya
was panting heavily.
Looking down at her pinkish white anal ring, it was
obscenely stretched and pulled away from her body, only to
fold into her as I drove back inside her.
"God!" Leeya gasped, "I wish I could get
you this deep in
my pussy!"
I was near fainting she felt so tight and groaned to
her,
"Can't last much longer!"
I reached down and started rubbing her little button and
she squealed out a gasp in response to the sudden electric
shocking tingle.
"Sperm me, Sean!" Leeya cried.
With one hard lunge, I buried myself as deep as I could
and
howled out as I began to spurt deep inside her. Leeya
quivered when she felt it and dug her fingernails into my
forearms. She gasped hard twice and began to shudder out
her own climax.
"Oh God!" Leeya cried, "You're burning my
insides!"
With each shudder, she'd clinch me like a vise, then
release. I pulled out quickly as I felt my elbows start to
give way, rolling to the side of her because I didn't want
to fall on my tiny prepubescent lover.
Leeya slowly let go of her ankles and felt her open,
distended rectum before slowly lowering her legs to the
bed, panting heavily.
Leeya was wasted! She just lay there gasping, her tiny
chest heaving as she tried to regain her breath, her eyes
hazed over in a fog. I rose, went to the bathroom, cleaned
myself and returned with a warm washcloth. When she saw me
return, she silently slid her legs up and apart on the bed,
with her feet almost touching sole-to-sole. I gathered her
ankles like diapering a baby, lifted her legs and told her
to hold them open.
Still in a fog, she silently nodded and complied. I
gently
wiped her weeping back door and she uttered an "Mmmmm" when
she felt the warm cloth. I gently lowered her legs to the
bed and climbed in next to her, pulling the duvet over us.
I turned out the light and all I could hear as I cuddled
her to me was her heavy breathing. Leeya rolled over on top
of me and whispered, "I love you Sean, more than words
could ever say. Hold me, hold me to sleep…" And she nodded off.
To my sleeping wife, I whispered, "I'm so glad
you're mine…"
Continued in Chapter 81…
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