Child Brides of India

By C. Stanton Leman

Chapter 33: Passions (Mg, Mg, rom, cons, oral, anal, ws)

Once in the bedroom, Priya was suffering severe withdrawal pains: withdrawal from removing every ounce of sperm in my balls and every drop of piss from my bladder because she was like the last night we were together before Aleeya’s and my wedding.

She was stripped in about three seconds flat and helping to strip me down! I was already hard as steel, and she leapt into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist with my hard on pressed against her slit, and shoved her tongue halfway down my throat.

She was so frantic she was near tears and begged me, “Please, Sean, I’ve missed you so much!”

I carried her to the bed and laid her down on her hack. I slid up the bed, half on top of her and we kissed passionately. Priya was already excited because her face was flushed, very warm and her lips were already hot. We kissed hotly for several minutes, and when I swept under her tongue, she shuddered and moaned, “I love you so; I can’t live without you. It seems as though there’s something missing inside me when I’m not near you.”

I knew what she meant and replied, “You are my heart and I feel the same way. I love Aleeya, but it’s not the same. It’ll never be the same!”

I began to kiss all over her face and she closed her eyes, smiled and sighed out a quiet “Hmmmm, I’ve missed this so much!”

I made my way down to her bulbous breast buds in record time and began to suckle on her right. Although small, her breasts are so soft, sensitive and always give me the illusion of tasting the sweet taste of mother’s milk. I made love to her breasts. I sucked them, licked them, teased them and at times simply held her entire breast in my mouth, taking in the lusciousness of her twin peaks.

I kissed, sucked and nipped my way down to her mons, her soft, luscious mons. I remembered the first time I saw this soft chocolate colored hillock covered with a fine down of hairs, like the feel of fresh clover in the spring.

As I kissed and licked the top of her mons and crease, teasing her hood to reveal the tiny button of pleasure within, I said a prayer of thanks to God for the privilege of loving such a delicate flower.

Priya pulled her legs up and looked down at me and asked softly, “Taste me, Sweetheart. Taste from the well of my passion. I’m so wet for you!”

As I licked her ambrosia from her weeping grotto, I could see out of the corner of my eyes the contrast between her chocolate colored skin and the pinkness of the soles of her feet.

I worked slowly, trying to take in every tiny detail of her. Before Priya, I’d had only two intimate encounters and they were both with white college girls. I had never been with a woman of color, whether Asian, Black, or Hispanic. Her color was so beautiful to me, especially the contrasts of such a woman: my skin color against hers, the ease of visibility of seeing her translucent whitish secretions or my semen against her brownness.

I drank from the well of her passion, slowly tongue fucking her for a few moments, and then slowly stroked my tongue up the secret valley of her delights. I could see the intensity of her passion as I looked at her clitty. It was a bright coral pink and actually throbbing for attention. I blew a breath of warm air across it and enveloped her entire hood and clit in my mouth and simply held her there. Priya shuddered, and her legs quivered and she softly moaned, “Yes, Darling, right there, right there!”

I circled her hood with my tongue and peeled open her peach wider with my thumbs and began to flick my tongue over her nubbin. Priya rotated her hips upwards and pushed herself into my mouth. Priya was building fast and began to pant as she pumped herself towards my tickling tongue. I wanted to give her an orgasm quickly so I could enjoy her longer and more softly. I gently sucked in her clit and began to hum as I slathered her nubbin with the flat of my tongue, and she let out a high-pitched whine and came for me.

Priya’s body went stiff and lifted off the bed, only supported by her shoulders and heels. She locked her thighs around my head with her hands in my hair pulling me into her and quivered a few times gasping, “Oh God, I’m cumming hard!” as she fell back to the bed, temporarily sated and smiled.

I crawled up to lie next to her and held her for a moment, and she turned and gave me a soft, passionate kiss. She smiled, and said, “Now it’s your turn.”

She then slid down my side and took my raging member in her small hand. She milked a few drops of precum and licked them up like chocolate syrup. She kissed the top of the head of my dick and slowly took it into her mouth. She slowly worked her tongue around the head, into my piss slit and again swirled her tongue around it.

Priya began with slow in and out plunges of about two inches while licking the underside of my shaft. I think she wanted to tease me, because she’d push back far enough to hit the entrance to her throat and get just the head inside, and then began to milk the head of my dick with her swallowing actions. After about two minutes of this, I was on fire and wanted release.

Not wanting to torment me too much, she began to withdraw, but then, when she pushed forward, she took me about two inches into her throat. She pulled back, took a deep gasping breath and pushed forward again and I again entered her throat. This time, she kept gentle pressure and pushed deeper… and deeper, and deeper until I could feel her upper lip against the base of my cock.

She tried to swallow, but her throat was too small and I could feel a milking type grip along the length of my shaft. I reached down and under her chin and felt my cock in her throat and I overloaded. Suddenly, I gasped out, “Oh my God, here it comes!”

I lunged upwards and locked up, firing first one, then another, and then two more quick spurts directly down her throat. I had never felt anything so intense! Priya pulled back with a huge gasp and began to slowly milk my cock of the last drops, slowly sucking the head of my dick as she jerked me.

When I’d gotten my breath back and could speak, I said to her, “My God, how did you do that? It was so intense!”

Priya looked up at me and smiled and replied, “I knew if I could take you two inches into my throat, I could take the rest, how’d you like it?”

I tried to chuckle, but was still having trouble breathing and said, “I don’t think I’ll be any good for another three days!”

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” she started with, “you’d better be good for a lot more, or I just might have to fuck your dead body,” and she giggled.

She said her throat was a little sore and to hand her the bottle of water, I did and she took a drink. She slid up alongside me and we cuddled for a few moments.

Priya asked me, “What’s it like?”

Puzzled, I asked her, “What’s what like?”

“Making love to Aleeya.”

I replied, “Well, because of her age, and the fact she doesn’t display any real raw passion, it takes her a while to get warmed up. She likes things to be done slowly or just a tad bit faster. She seems to know what she likes, and although she gets intense pleasure from our experiences, I think for her it’s still somewhat of a game that ends with her getting an orgasm, which she enjoys very much.

“For me, it’s hard to keep myself in check because I’m afraid that if I show any real passion for her, the intensity of it all might frighten her. She likes to play little pee games like holding me while I pee, and she’ll let me watch her pee and play with her while she does, but she doesn’t like the taste of it at all.”

“What’s she taste like?”

A little less tangy and salty than you are.”

“Do you like her taste?”

“Yes.”

“As much as mine?”

“It’s different with you. It seems nastier, more erotic with you. With her, it’s more like something else to enjoy about her. I do have to confess that being with a girl that young is very erotically stimulating to me.”

“Do you want to be inside her, you know, inside her little baby pussy or even her tiny ass?”

“Priya, why are you asking? What we have is totally different that it is between Aleeya and me.”

“Because I want to know. I know she can’t please you as I do, but I want you to always share with me your feelings for her and…. and with the other when she joins our family.”

“I really don’t wish to answer for two reasons. First, is it fair to discuss something private between her and me? And I’m afraid that you might feel jealous in some way.”

“I don’t feel jealous, well…. maybe a little, but we have a different relationship and we did promise when this whole thing started never to lie to each other or keep secrets.”

“I’m just afraid that Aleeya or…this ‘other bride’ you speak of will somehow cause a split or schism between us. I would divorce Aleeya and forgo any other future brides in order to prevent that.”

“Remember, not even death can separate us. Tell me what your secret desires with her are.”

“All right, I’ll tell you, but if I feel this is coming between us, I want you to remember that all of this is mostly your doing and with your permission. Do you understand?”

Priya, as she was speaking, began to stroke my dick and said, “I understand, now tell me.”

“To answer your question, yes. Yes I want to feel what it’s like to fuck her tiny little pussy and to see if she can take all of me in her ass. There. Are you happy now?”

“Yes, I’m happy that you can be completely honest with me. I give you permission to test the waters with her. If she wants you inside her pussy, maybe we can do it with me there. I can help her; the same with her ass. Besides, I’d really like to be a part of you taking her for the first time.”

“Does it turn you on?”

“Strangely, yes.”

“You are a bald pussy, nasty little harlot, you know that?”

“Yeah, just the way you like me too, right?”

“I have to admit, yeah, just the way I like it.”

She climbed up on top of me, straddling me and said, “I want you in my bald, little girl pussy, but I have to be on top. You’re too big for me there so I have to control things.”

She rose up taking my erect member in her hand while looking between her legs, with her black mane covering her face and coming to rest on my stomach, and placed me at her entrance. She looked at me giggled and said, “All this talk about fucking has got me dripping!”

Priya eased herself down on my cock and slowly began to rise and fall, pumping herself on my cock. After a few minutes, she moaned a soft “Ow” and leaned herself down with her head my chest.

Whenever Priya fucks me like this, it is so slow and intense I don’t think anyone would ever be able to fuck me like her! She slowly rotates her hips to get the head of my dick right at the very end of her fornix: it feels just like a snug rubber completely surrounding the head of my dick. She rocks and moves to position her cervix over the top of the head of my dick and sometimes stops moving because the cervix is flexible and can move around a bit; she keeps the mouth of her cervix in place where she wants it by only rotating her hips.

Priya began to slowly rock her hips, and I could feel her cervix tickle the top of the head of my dick. Her rotating hips moved the head of my dick about a half-inch away and then back again against the end of her fornix.

She started breathing heavier and I was feeling the delight of her subtle movements when she said softly, “This is my special place for you! It’s such a special feeling to experience the pleasure of having you inside me right here; the feelings are so intense!

Priya’s breathing became heavier, as did mine at the intense feelings she was producing. As she slowly rotated her hips, she would ripple her cunt muscles up and down my cock, as if milking me. With each contraction of her muscles, she was concentrating so hard with each ripple; she would moan a soft “Uuuh.”

I rubbed her back, and when I could feel the head of my dick touch the end of her vagina, I would give a tiny mini thrust. As I pressed against her fornix, which is sensitive to pressure, she’d “Uh” and kept squeezing me. She began to pick up the pace with her contractions, and both of our breathing became heavier. I groaned out, “Soon, Baby, real soon!”

Priya uttered back, “Me too! So close, so very close!”

As I felt the tightness in my legs and my balls start to draw up, I groaned out, “I can’t hold it, I’m cumming!” I lifted her off the bed as I thrust up and she cried out “Oh God, I feel it! So fucking hot!

As she came, she locked the five inches of my cock inside her with her muscles, and I could feel her cervix spasm as it pressed against the head of my dick, up and back down against the head again in a syncopated rhythm. As my cum was forced up through the length of my dick, I felt it wash back over and around the head of my cock. The sensations so intense, my dick throbbed with each pulse!

I fell to the bed in sensory overload and went limp. Priya still held my dick in a death grip just quivering and panting. Priya finally relaxed and lay on top of me limp and lifeless for a few moments.

The silence was broken when Priya whispered, “Sean?”

“Yes?”

“Why do I have these feelings for you?”

“What feelings?”

“Nasty, dirty whorish feelings: feelings that I like it when you fuck my ass so hard, it hurts my insides, drinking you or feeling you peeing inside of me and painfully bloating my insides? It’s as if I need these things from you or I can’t go on.”

“I don’t know, Baby, but I feel that way about you sometimes. It’s as if I have to somehow get all of me inside you.”

“Feed me, Sean, please? I need to taste you tonight.”

“And I you, Babe.”

We went to the bathroom and into the tub. She knelt in front of me and raised her head to look me in the eyes and opened her mouth. I started to pee and brought my stream up to her mouth and filled her to overflowing. She kept swallowing and the overflow flowed down her chest and dripped off her small breast buds. Just the taste made her orgasm and she shuddered as she swallowed. She leaned forward, taking me in her mouth tried to suck every last drop from my bladder. I pushed her away and said, “I’ve got nothing more to give you!”

Priya leaned forward with her hands on my thighs and my dick still in her mouth and quivered. I helped her stand, and she smiled at me without saying anything.

I sat down in the tub and she straddled me and brought the pussy to my face. She peeled open her chocolate puffy lips to reveal the pink insides and I slowly started towards her pussy. I told her, “Not before I tell you to, okay?”

She simply nodded and leaned her peeled open pussy to my open mouth. I pressed my mouth against her urethra and began to rub her clit with my right forefinger. She began to get excited quickly and pulled her lips open with greater force, causing herself to press harder against my mouth.

She was close to orgasm because I could feel her legs start to quiver, so I wrapped my left arm around the back of her legs to support her. Right when I thought she was about to peak, I nodded, and she exploded into my mouth life a fire hose.

She leaned forward, placing her hands on my shoulders and kept pissing as she came. She shuddered several times and cried out, “Oh God,” her breath halted several times, and continued to cry out as she flung her head back, “So good, so fucking good! I’ve needed you this way for days!

I sat sucking her piss hole as she spasmed and grunted with each quivering contraction. When it was over, I loosened my grip on her legs, and let her slide down to my lap, where I just held her. With her head against my chest, she whispered, “I’m gonna go to hell, but I can’t live without this from you. Do you promise to always love me?”

“Always and forever.”

We sat in silence for a few minutes and then we rose and showered quietly and sensuously. When we got out of the shower, it was almost two am and we felt I needed to get back with Aleeya.

Whenever Priya and I played these piss games, they took on such a nasty, almost deviant perverse nature that we fed, in some symbiotic way, a passion that we both seemed to feed on and enjoy.

Because of this, I really wanted to fuck her ass and hard, but she said I needed to be with Aleeya. I told her that I wanted her so bad and my dick was throbbing, but she told me that if we started again, I’d never make it back to bed. She was deeply pained because she wanted me as much as I wanted her, but I acquiesced and went to my bedroom and to Aleeya.

Little Aleeya was sleeping on her side of the bed with her back to me. I pulled back the duvet and she was naked. Something inside me snapped, and I had to have her in some shape or fashion.

I reached for the lube and lubed my dick. Aleeya was lying on her side with her knees pulled up, almost in a fetal position. I gently squeezed out some lube and rubbed her little star and pressed in with my finger. She momentarily clamped herself shut, but then relaxed. I began to slowly finger fuck her tiny rosebud and she started to slightly move her hips in her sleep.

I withdrew my finger and placed the head of my dick against her tiny star. I wanted release so badly that I was shaking at the thought of cumming inside her tiny ass. I didn’t push, but applied a slight gentle pressure against her anus.

I placed my right leg between hers and propped up her leg and reached around and began to stroke her tiny BB sized clit. She moaned in her sleep and began to slightly rotate her hips in response to my fingering her clit.

As she rotated backwards, I could feel the head of my dick ever so slowly, start to enter her backdoor. When the head of my dick was inside her so that the widest part of the head was just about to enter her, she awoke.

The first thing she felt was my stroking her clitty and softly moaned out “So many tingles.”

As her muscles tighten and loosened in unison with her hip rotations, she felt my dick at her backdoor. She asked me, “Sean, are we going to do that nasty thing you and Priya were doing?”

I softly said to her, “Yes, Darling, I need you this way tonight. Can I have you here?”

“Will it hurt me?”

“Try to relax, like you have to go to the bathroom and push out.”

I heard her bear down and the head of my dick slipped inside her. Once the head was in, she gripped me tight in place, and I said, “Are you alright?”

“Yes, I guess. It feels so big and tight, it hurts a little, but I’m okay.”

“Well, just hold it there and relax. Okay”

Aleeya’s ass was so tight I was totally locked in place. I began to rock back and forth, not trying to push into her any deeper as I diddled her tingle button.

The thought and feeling of being in my five year-old bride’s ass had me shaking, and I wanted to thrust into her, but held myself to rocking back and forth. I asked her, “How do you feel?”

She was responding to my manual stimulation of her clitty and she said, “Tingles all over and it feels nice, very big and a little sore, but nice to have you inside me.”

I gently pushed and entered her about another inch or so and she put her hand behind her and pressed against my thigh and said, “You feel so deep inside me.” At this point, I only had maybe an inch and a half including the head inside her.

I began to make mini thrusts and after about five minutes, she had taken about three inches of me. I began to work her clitty in earnest and she seemed accustomed to my dick in her ass because she was rotating her hips, and as a result, pumping herself on my cock.

I pressed gently in and got another half inch or so inside her and felt that I shouldn’t attempt any deeper penetration. I pulled her up to lie on top of me and her legs naturally fell open over my sides.

Aleeya sat up slightly and reached between her legs and felt where we were joined together, and said, “You’re really inside me and I can feel it. It’s so big!”

I asked her, “Are you alright?”

She was stroking the part of my shaft that was outside of her and said, “Yes, but no further, OK”

“Okay, Baby, lie down and let me fuck you.”

She laid back down on my chest as I began to rub the pad of my finger over her clit and she resumed rotating her hips as I slowly pumped her in one-inch thrusts.

I asked her, “Are you gonna ‘gasm?”

She panted out, “Yes, gonna ‘gasm soon, are you gonna squirt me there?”

“Yes baby, I’m gonna fill you up!”

Her tiny ass was so very, very tight and warm, and she was panting and rotating her hips on my cock. Being on my back, I couldn’t see the penetration, but the vision of it in my head drove me over the top.

I lightly pinched her BB button, and she locked up tight, came, and cried out, “Oh gawd!”

I groaned out, “Here it comes, Sweetie!” and I fired right into her tiny colon. The restriction at her anus was so tight, I could actually feel the hydraulic pressure in my balls and when it finally got past her restrictive ring, it fired out in hot hose-like jets.

Aleeya reached back with both hands and grabbed my hair and pulled as she arched her back at my orgasm. This caused her to impale herself another inch as I just kept cummimg. She cried out, “Oh, Sean, it feels so hot inside me!”

She relaxed and just spasmed around my dick for another few moments and went limp. My dick just kept having muscle spasms and jerked inside her for another minute or so.

When it was over, we just lay there motionless as I stroked her chest down to her mons. She was panting, and slowly regained her breath. Now back to reality, I was afraid to try to pull out of her, so I just lay there.

Aleeya had her hand on my arm, and I asked her if she was alright. She softly said, “I’m a little sore back there, but I can’t describe what it felt like.”

I asked, “Was it good or bad?”

Silent for a moment, I think I could hear a smile on her face as she said, “I’m not sure, a little of both. It hurt a little, but it was a good hurt and I like the feel of you inside me. I really like it when you sperm inside me, it makes me feel so hot and on fire.

“I love you, Sean, and now I know what Priya said when she said that it’s a wonderful thing to feel your love going inside me: even if it was in my poopy hole. Am I a nasty girl for doing this?”

“No baby, you’re not nasty at all”

I pulled the duvet over us and we went to sleep with my flaccid dick still in her tiny rosebud.