Child Brides of India

By C. Stanton Leman

Chapter 31: Our New Family Life Begins (Mgg, rom, cons, oral, ws)

I awoke at six with Aleeya still sleeping on my chest. She had her mouth open, was lightly snoring and I could feel that she had drooled a little on my chest. I could also feel the tightness of dried cum on my stomach that had seeped out of her during the night.

I rubbed her back and gently shook her and she woke up groggily. I said to her, “Good morning, little darling. It’s time to get up.”

She looked up at me and replied, “I feel exhausted. Do we hafta?”

Chuckling, I said, “Yes, we have to take a shower and wake Priya for morning prayers.”

She asked, “Why do we have to wake Priya?”

I replied, “Because we’re a family and all families say prayers together.”

“Oh all right,” she grudgingly said as she started to climb off of my chest.

We got out of bed, she peed and I took her place at the toilet when she’d finished and stood for a moment before starting to pee. As I started to pee, Aleeya was standing next to me watching and said, “Can I hold it while you pee?”

I managed to stop my flow and I smiled saying “Sure, give me your hand.”

I placed her tiny hand around my dick and began to pee again. She giggled as she directed my flow around the bowl and said, “I can feel it coming out of your thingy here, under the bottom.”

Laughing, I said to her, “That’s the tube that brings it out of my body.”

I had finished and she’s let go of my dick and asked, “Isn’t that where your sperms come out too?”

I laughed and said, “Yes, I’ll explain it all to you later. Let’s take a shower.”

We got in the shower and I adjusted the water temperature and grabbing the soap, began to wash her body. She lewdly squatted opening her legs and pulled her fat little lips open and said as she nodded to her vulva, “Don’t forget here, there’s lots of old sperms.”

I gently washed her vulva and she started to pee again over my hand. I looked at her and she said, “Oops, sorry, it just sneaked out.”

Laughing, I replied, “That’s okay, husbands and wives don’t have to be shy about such things.” She blushingly nodded.

After I’d washed her, I washed and conditioned her hair and began to wash myself. With Aleeya being so short, as she stood looking up at me, my dick was right at her eye level.

After I’d soaped and washed my upper body, she grabbed my tool and said, “I can wash this.”

I handed her the soap and she began to rub the bar of soap around my groin area. She was a little too enthusiastic and began to scrub my balls roughly, and I told her, “Easy, that part is very tender and you have to wash them gently.”

She nodded and began to rub gently. The slickness of the soap and her hand on my dick made me start to firm up. She giggled and said, “You’re getting tingles, aren’t you?”

I replied, “Yes, whenever a beautiful girl touches me there, I get tingles.”

She just giggled and continued her duties on down my legs. When she’d finished, she stood and proudly said, “All done.”

I replied, “Good job! Let’s get out, get dried and dressed and I’ll brush out your hair.”

After we’d finished out morning ablutions and dressed, I told her, “Let’s go wake Priya.”

We went next door to the bedroom to wake Priya, but she was just getting up. She asked me to give her about twenty minutes, and I told her, “Fine. That’ll give me enough time to finish Aleeya’s hair.”

I brushed out Aleeya’s hair and was putting it into a ponytail as Priya entered the bedroom. We said morning prayers together and went downstairs to breakfast.

Being a Sunday, Mom and Dad were sitting lazily at the table drinking coffee and chatting. The three of us came in and sat on one side of the table: Priya next to Dad, then me in the middle with Aleeya next to Mom.

Priya and I hadn’t had a chance yet to speak about last night’s events. I guess Mom and Dad were a little curious about the topic also and were watching Aleeya’s demeanor to see if she felt any adverse effects from her wedding night.

Aleeya, oblivious to everyone’s observations of her, was bubbly, giggly and happy. Aleeya suddenly turned to Mom and said, “Guess what happened to me last night, Auntie?”

Everyone’s ears perked up (especially Dad’s) and Mom, acting happily curious replied back, “I don’t know. What?”

I guess Aleeya, now knowing she was married, felt no shame regarding the things we’d done and like a child, was excited to share her ‘fun’ evening.

She said to my mom excitedly, “You won’t believe it!”

Mom, wide eyed asked, “What?”

“Sean licked my pee-pee! He said I tasted delicious!”

Dad’s eyes got as big as silver dollars and looked at Priya who’d started laughing.

Mom, acting shocked, said, “No! He didn’t!”

“And my poopy too!”

Dad looking at me with amazed shock said, “You didn’t.”

Aleeya spun around to correct him and shot back, “Oh yes he did! And I had four ‘gasms!”

Mom looking genuinely surprised said, “Four? How do you know that?”

“I remember. You certainly know when you have a ‘gasm, don’t cha?”

Mom was now laughing and replied, “You certainly do!”

Priya was laughing hysterically holding her sides, and Dad, with a smile, sort of “Ahem’d” clearing his throat.

Aleeya looked at Dad and said, “And you know what else?”

Dad, by now, was certainly flustered and replied, “I can only imagine. What?”

Aleeya was on a roll and she blurted out with glee, “He spermed me! He spermed me and filled me real good!”

Priya, holding her crotch, got up to run to the bathroom and Mom slid down in her chair laughing, slapping the table.

Dad went from flustered to kind of upset and looking at me said, “We need to talk!”

Shaking my head back and forth in disbelief that Aleeya had revealed nearly every detail of last night’s goings on, I just replied, “Sure, Dad.”

When Priya returned to the table, I whispered to her that she needed to talk to Aleeya about keeping secret things secret. Still trying to control her laughing, she only nodded.

Breakfast finished without any more ‘revelations,’ and when everyone was ready to leave the table, Mom asked Pita to take Aleeya for a walk, and to stay away for about thirty minutes.

We went to the living room and Dad was pacing again and after we were all seated, he started in. “What did you do to that poor tiny girl last night? I thought you said you weren’t going to have intercourse with her?”

Mom, still chuckling over Aleeya’s enthusiastic revelations said, “Calm down, John! Evidently, she found everything very much to her liking. Let Sean explain things before you go off half cocked in a fit.”

I was a little upset over the matter and said to Dad, “Not that it’s any of your damn business, I didn’t have intercourse with her! If you must know, she did have four orgasms last night — four!

“Her first one was by manual stimulation. Her second and third were done orally and yes, whether you approve or not, I licked her ass! Her last one was manually, and I placed the head of my dick against her opening and ejaculated into her: that’s what she wanted!”

Mom said to Dad, “I told you all her parts worked fine and she seems genuinely happy with what happened, so what’s your problem: that she had orgasms, or the fact he ejaculated inside her?”

I was angry and shot back at him, “Whether you believe it or not, it was twice as much work being gentle and loving while trying to make things pleasurable for her than it is with a grown woman!

“I’ll tell you this much, she’s what you’d call ‘very high maintenance’ when it comes to love making. You have no idea how much work it was to get her worked up, keep her from getting scared, and giving her pleasure! I would never hurt that child, and I don’t like your insinuations that I took advantage of her just to get a nut!

“Whether you want to admit it or not, when a man is making love to a female, touching sexual areas and even orally pleasing a female there: whether she’s five or fifty, a man will get excited and want release. I literally had to fight with myself to control things and make everything about her! She’s happy and satisfied with what we did. If she wasn’t, she certainly wouldn’t have been so excited this morning to share her excitement with those she feels loved and close to. I have no regrets or remorse about anything I did with her. I did my job as a husband and made her first time something she’s proud of and happy with! Is there anything else you think you need to know? If not, then let’s forget this conversation took place and get on with life!”

I got up and left the room and went upstairs to the bedroom. Priya came upstairs and tried to calm me down by saying, “Sean, you have nothing to be ashamed of, and I feel from her reactions this morning that you did everything right. You know your father just has some trouble about a five year-old being married and doing those things. Don’t be too over sensitive about it.”

“No, Priya,” I replied, “you don’t understand. He insulted my motives and actions and made it appear that I used her for my own gratification. I won’t have anyone thinking I’d treat either you or Aleeya as a fuck toy! I’ll calm down, just give me some time, okay?”

“Fine, but don’t let this become an issue between the two of you.”

“I won’t, but that’ll be more his choice than mine.”

I came back downstairs a few minutes later and Dad pulled me into the study. He said to me that he was out of line and apologized for what he’d said and that he’d stay out my married and private life from then on. We hugged and let the matter drop.

I told Priya again, “You need to talk to her and tell her what happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom and that it’s no one’s business.” She said she would as soon as she got back to the house.

We were sitting at the table talking when Pita and Aleeya returned and Priya snatched her up, took her to the study and closed the door. About fifteen minutes later, Aleeya and Priya came out and Aleeya was crying.

She crawled up on my lap, and in front of everyone said to me, “I’m sorry, Husband for telling everyone what happened. I didn’t mean anything bad, I was just happy, that’s all.”

I held her and said, “That’s alright, Baby. I’m very happy that you’re happy. Just remember that those are secret things and should remain a secret.” She wiped the tears from her face and nodded yes.

We all seemed to feel we needed to release some tension, and decided to go to a local shopping district and let the girls spend some money. Dad and I talked about the business a little and he said he really needed to get back to the States.

I told him that I felt that he and Mom needed to be together and that I was going to look for a Muslim nanny for Aleeya until she started school in the fall. As soon as I’d found one, Mom could return to be with him. He thanked me for thinking of the two of them.

He told me that Mahmoud wanted to talk to me, presumably about Haseeba. I told him I’d speak with Mahmoud tomorrow. He also said that Mahmoud was doing a great job of acclimating himself with the plant procedures. With his prior business sense he might be able to make some further suggestions about shipping procedures and possibly, even take over the department. I told Dad that I’d keep an eye on him and probe him for suggestions and see how it goes. He seemed pleased with my answer.

The day ended with three happy females with their bags of goodies which made the two males of the household also happy. When we got home, we freshened up for dinner, said evening prayers and sat down to eat.

At dinner, I explained to Aleeya that my mom had to be with her husband and couldn’t stay forever in India and watch her while Priya was in school and I was at work. Surprisingly, she took it pretty well and said she understood what it would be like if she were separated from me. Everyone was pleasantly surprised that she’s made such an astute observation. I told her I was going to find her a nice, Muslim nanny who would be like an auntie for her and she seemed to accept it without any disagreement.

After dinner, Aleeya asked Priya (on the side) if it was Priya’s turn with me tonight. Priya told her that she’d set aside this week for Aleeya to spend with me, if she wanted. Priya helped Aleeya with her bath and they both returned to the living room where we watched a nature program on baby elephants, then decided it was time to go to bed. Aleeya and I left first, me carrying her under her tiny butt up the stairs. When we got in the bedroom, I heaved her onto the bed and she bounced on her butt and giggled.

I got undressed and went to the bathroom to pee, and she said, “Wait! I wanna hold it.”

Looking back over my shoulder, I said to her, “Hurry up, I’ve gotta go.”

She scampered after me, and standing in her panties, she gently took my member in her hand and said, “Okay, you can go now.”

I released my bladder as she began to direct my flow around the bowl giggling. I asked her, “You like doing this, don’t you?”

She giggled and said, “Yeah, it’s fun!”

When she’d said that, it kind of struck a chord with me, and I realized that I liked to play these water sport games. It just seems so erotic to me to see a young girl pee.

When I was finished, she slipped her panties down in one fell swoop and said, “I gotta go too.”

She sat on the bowl with her panties around her ankles and I asked her, “Can I watch you pee?”

She looked up at me for a second, shrugged and said, “Okay.”

I pulled her panties off her feet and said to her, “Spread your legs open wide,” and she did.

I took her hands and placed them on her pussy lips and said, “Hold yourself open so I can see.”

She craned her head down, pulled her fat chubby lips open real hard and started to pee. She must have pulled herself open and down on her labia, pointing her urethra up because when she started her flow, it shot upwards and over the bowl into my lap.

She giggled and said, “Oops, I missed,” then she directed her stream back down into the bowl. I stuck my hand between her legs and into her flow, and then started to rub her little button as she peed.

She made an “eeek” and sputtered a bit saying, “That tingles, but it feels weird while I’m peeing.”

She looked at me strangely and said, “This feels naughty!”

I smiled and replied, “It’s okay to be naughty sometimes.”

When she’d finished I tasted my finger and she said “Eeeuuuh, yuck! Why’d you do that?”

”Cause I wanted to see what you tasted like.”

“What’s it taste like?”

I stuck my finger in front of her and she looked at it, then at me, then back at my finger and leaned forward a bit and took a tentative lick. She replied, “Yuck, bitter and salty!”

I replied, “Yeah it’s salty, but I like your taste.”

She scrunched up her face and said, “I don’t, it’s yucky!”

Laughing, I grabbed some toilet paper and patted her little coochie dry and said, “Come on, let’s go to bed.”

After washing our hands, we headed for the bedroom, her leaving her panties on the floor. She crawled up on the bed, spread her legs and asked shyly, “Are you going to give me some more ‘gasms?”

I asked her, “Is that what you want?”

“Oh yes,” she replied, “I just luuuv ‘gasms; they feel just wonderful!”

I climbed up on the bed next to her and said, “More ‘gasms coming right up,” and began to tickle her.

She giggled and squirmed in delight and finally got away. She spun around to face me and said, “Let’s do some more of those Frencher kisses.”

“French kisses,” I corrected.

“Yeah, those,” she said with a smile.

She jumped on me causing me to fall back on the bed on my back. She lay down on top of me and began to kiss me, sticking her tongue into my mouth. I started to rub up and down her back as we kissed and then rubbed her tiny butt cheeks. I fondled them in my hand and reached down under her and stroked her fat, pudgy pussy lips. She opened her legs, placing her knees against the side of my chest straddling my torso, leaving me complete accessibility to her vulva.

With my left hand holding her right butt cheek, my right was lightly stroking up and down her labia. Between the kissing and my stroking her, she started to become a little wet. I pressed my middle finger into her crease and with the length of my finger flat, began to slide it up and down the inside of her slit and over her tingle button.

Each time she felt my finger start to move down towards her clitty, Aleeya would rotate her hips back to increase the pressure. She broke the kiss and laid her head on my chest and was audibly panting. She worked her tiny hips back and forth in rhythm to my stroking and softly said, “Tingles, nice tingles. You make me tingle so good, Husband!”

“Glad you like it, my little darling.”

I don’t know what made me do it, but when I brought my finger back down, I probed her tiny, little cunny opening with my fingertip. It was a little tight, but not too restrictive. She was wet and my fingertip entered her about an inch.

Aleeya was surprised and tightened herself around my finger and squeaked out, “Oh my!”

When she appeared to have no pain with my finger being inside her, I began to slowly finger fuck her with little one-inch strokes. She held me tightly in place for a moment, and then slowly started to relax. I again began my little thrusts into her.

She shuddered slightly and uttered, “I can feel your finger inside me.”

I replied, “Yes, how does it feel?”

“Strange, new, but good.”

I slowly began to increase the depths of my strokes a few millimeters at a time, until after a few minutes I could barely touch her cervix with my forefinger completely inside her. At this, I gauged the depth of her vagina to be about three and a half to almost four inches deep.

She was pretty wet and was rotating her hips in rhythm to my finger thrusts. Aleeya was practically gasping by now, and held me tightly around the chest. She moaned out softly, “Your finger feels so good there, I’m gonna ‘gasm … I’m gonna ‘gasm… I’m gonna gaaaassssmmmmm!!!”

Aleeya rotated her hips back, my finger in to the hilt, and she locked up. Holding her right butt cheek in my hand, I felt her butt cheeks clench tight, and she gripped my finger inside her like a vise! She shuddered a few times, but never loosened the hold she had on my finger.

After a few seconds, Aleeya began to regain her breath and slowly released the hold on my finger. When she’d returned to earth, she sighed and said, “Wow! That was probably the best ‘gasm I ever had!”

”Glad you liked it,” I replied.

She slid off of me to the side and rolling over onto her back. She lay there silent for a moment and looked over at me, and said, “So that’s where my secret place is!”

“Yup,” I replied smiling, “that’s where it is.”

Aleeya said softly, “That one made me really tired. Can we go to sleep?”

“Sure,” I said, ‘Let me get a cloth and clean you up first, okay?”

As she closed her eyes, she replied, “Um hmm.”

I brought back a warm facecloth and cleaned her vulva and laid it aside. I had barely turned off the light when I heard her breathing deepen and slow down as she fell asleep.

I awoke at three am with a hard on and it hurt — really hurt! I looked down and Aleeya was pulling on my dick so hard, I thought she’d rip it off! I grabbed her hand and tersely said, “What the hell are you doing?”

She looked up a little scared because I was so abrupt with her and asked, “Did I hurt you?”

I asked her again, “What are you doing? You almost pulled my dick out by the roots!”

Looking down like she’d made a bad mistake, she said, “I’m sorry if I hurt you. I woke up and was looking at your thingy. What’d you call it? A dick?’

“I was looking at your… dick, and I started to play with it. You know, holding it, flopping it from side to side and things like that? Anyway, I started to stroke it up and down and it was getting hard, longer and bigger. The more I did that, the more it grew, so I thought if I really pulled on it, it would get huge! And it did!”

Having calmed down, I said to her, “Aleeya, it’s as big as it’s gonna get!”

“Oh.”

Having the information she needed (I guess), she changed the subject and asked, “Priya said that sometimes she drinks your sperms. I like the taste of you, but how do I make the sperms come out?”

“Tingles,” I replied, “everything happens with tingles. Do you remember how I licked you down there and you got lots of tingles and a ‘gasm?”

‘Yeah.”

“Well, you could lick me, give me lots of tingles and then when I have an orgasm, you call them ‘gasms, when I have a ‘gasm, I shoot my sperm.”

“You mean lick your… dick?”

“Yes, that’s what I mean.”

“And Priya licks your dick and drinks your sperms?”

“Yes, sometimes.”

“If you say so.”

With that, she grabbed my cock at the midpoint firmly (way to firmly), and I said to her, “Whoa! Not so hard. You have to hold it gently.”

Aleeya loosened her grip to a comfortable level, and enthusiastically began to lick from her hand to the top of the head.

I said to her, “Stop. Let me tell you what to do. First, you lick all around the head. Here (and I showed her the ridge on the head and underside of my cock), and around the top. Then, you put it in your mouth and suck it lightly and lick it like a lollipop.”

Looking up at me for approval, she began to lightly lick around the head and the ridge. (I forgot about the teeth). She put the head in her mouth, and that’s about all that would fit and held it place with her teeth.

“Ouch!’ I cried, and she pulled off my dick and said, “What now?”

I told her that she had to cover her teeth so she wouldn’t bite me. “Oh,” she replied, and carried on with covered teeth.

At last! Aleeya was now doing a fine job (for a five year-old) and seemed to enjoy her newfound talent. I put my hand over hers and started to move it up and down. Once I had her going in a nice rhythm, I let go of her hand.

Just the sight of this tiny preschooler sucking the head of my cock as she jacked me off was so erotic it was obscene. I knew I wouldn’t last but another minute or two. I told her “Soon, very soon! When it starts to squirt, swallow as fast as you can.”

I felt my nuts start to tighten up and I said to her, “I’m gonna cum!” and I fired the first shot. She swallowed fast and also swallowed the second shot, but couldn’t keep up and choked on the third and coughed everything out of her mouth onto my groin. She kept coughing as I finished.

When I regained my senses, I looked down and she had cum dripping off her chin, on her hand, and on my dick and groin. It was a mess.

She looked up at me, wiped her chin with her hand and gasped out, “Boy! You sure squirted a lot! I can’t drink that fast!”

Laughing, I said to her, “You sure gave it the good ‘ole college try! You did well for your first blowjob.”

“Blowjob? I didn’t do any blowing, but I sucked as good as I could.”

Still laughing, I replied to her, “You’re an excellent dick sucker!”

‘Thanks, now are you gonna lick my pee-pee?”

Shaking my head, I jokingly replied, “Just like a woman: no one ways!”

“Huh? What’s a one way?

“Never mind, let’s get cleaned up and I’ll return the favor and lick your little pee-pee, okay”

“Okay.”

Aleeya followed me into the bathroom. After cleaning the both of us, I picked her up, carried her into the bedroom and again threw her onto the bed that elicited a squeal from her. I jumped on top of her, grabbed her hands in one of mine and used the other to pry her legs open. Play acting the monster, I gave her bellybutton a zoober and said, “I’m a giant monster that likes to lick little girl’s pee-pees, do you got a pee-pee for me to lick?”

Aleeya nodded downward and giggling said enthusiastically, “There, down there, lick my pee-pee, Mr. Pee-Pee Monster!”

I growled at her and said, “It better be a tasty pee-pee or I’ll eat you all up!”

“I hope so too,” she replied playfully. “It’s the only one I got!”

Playtime over, I let go of her hands and enfolded her in my arms. I kissed her little button nose and she wrapped her arms around my neck and said, “I love you so much, Sean,” and then she opened her mouth and put her tongue into my mouth and began kissing again.

I broke the kiss momentarily and softly, I replied, “And I love you too.”

As before, I kissed her entire face and began nibbling on her ears. She softly giggled and said, “That tingles.”

I kissed down her throat and began to suck her tiny areola and sure enough, her tiny dot of a nipple popped up. I moved to her left one and it was already protruded. I stimulated her nipples orally by lightly sucking and licking them, and she started to warm up. Aleeya arched her back a little, pushing her chest up towards my mouth and she was looking down, watching me suck her miniature, flat titty. She put her right hand on the top of my head as I kissed my way down to her belly.

I circled her bellybutton several times, kissing around it and sticking my tongue in the indentation. She reacted by sucking in a breath and her stomach sort of pulled inward for a moment at the sensation. I kissed my way down to her mons and opened my mouth and sucked in her mons at the precipice and gently sucked it for a moment. Aleeya arched her hips upward and rotated her hips into me.

I left her mons and started kissing across her lower stomach from one hipbone to the other. What’s so amazing is that she’s so small it only took a few kisses to span the width of her hips. I also marveled at the fact that such a young child could react in such a way and respond like a grown woman.

Aleeya’s breathing began to get heavier, and she’d moved her hand from my head down to lie across her stomach. I kissed my way down her right thigh quickly and circled a few times around her knee and down the top of her shinbone to her ankle.

I kissed all around the top her dainty henna painted foot and the tops of each of her toes and sucked in her big toe. When I did that, she gave a tiny sigh and began to rotate her hips back and forth as if fucking. She moved her hand down and began to rub the top of her mons, right at the top of her crack with the flat of her hand and was looking at me

I picked up her left foot and began to suck the big toe on that foot for a minute or two, and she seemed to get a little warmer, teasing herself right in the top of her slit and over her clit hood. I guess it’s just instinct to know what feels good and what moves us to stimulate that part of ourselves to accommodate that feeling.

I began to kiss and lick up her left leg and began licking and kissing her inner thigh. With her legs lying flat on the bed and open about half way, she pulled her legs up so that she was laid open with her legs open wide and still lying flat on the bed and the soles of her feet about a foot apart.

I licked from the bottom of her lips with the flat of my tongue, my tongue wide enough to lick both lips at the same time up to the top of her crease.

Aleeya brought her hands up and grabbed a handful of pillow with each hand at the ends and squeezed her little hands into a fist. She rotated her little butt up and her hips went back, pushing her vulva harder against my tongue.

I grabbed her ankles and lifted her legs up with her heels against her butt. She grabbed her legs behind her knees and pulled back, lifting herself and open to my oral ministrations. I used my two thumbs to peel open her pudgy little pussy lips and began to lick up and down her crease. At the top, I’d circle and go back down and drink from the well. On my last downward stroke, I began to lick around her hole and she was pumping her hips and gasping. I applied gentle, even pressure with the point of my tongue and started to penetrate her with my tongue.

She lurched upward and cried out, “Oh my goodness!”

I penetrated her about an inch and a half (all I could fit as my tongue widened), and began to tongue fuck her tiny hole.

After about fifteen seconds of this, she panted out, Gonna ‘gasm, gonna ‘gasm real soon!”

I kept up with my tongue fucking, and she suddenly grabbed my hair with such force, it felt like she was pulling it out! She was trying to pull me inside deeper and locked her tiny legs around my head with an “Eeeek!” lifting herself off the bed with her heels against my back. She shuddered twice, locked my tongue again, and then slowly started to relax.

Aleeya was panting heavily and trying to catch her breath when her legs went limp. I pulled her legs up and withdrew from her vagina and started licking around her nether hole. She started jerking her hips upwards, but it seemed like tiny little aftershocks from her orgasm.

I started to penetrate her anus with my tongue and she bore down as if to invite me in, but then said, “No, not there, sperm me! I want you to sperm me like last night.”

I rose and placed the head of my dick against her weeping grotto and began to jerk myself. I grabbed her hand and placed it right where my head was wedged against her vagina. She started moving her fingers over my dick and feeling me up against her and the stimulation of her little fingers set me off.

I groaned and must have thrust forward, because she made a guttural “Uuuh” and as I was shooting into her I had pushed the head of my dick completely inside her and her vaginal ring closed around the head with her fat pudgy lips closing up around it.

I fired four spurts into her and her upper body rose a little and she reached down and was holding my shaft as she moaned out, “I can feel it squirting, so hot! There it is again! Again!”

I don’t know why, but cumming inside my five year-old bride always seemed to suck every bit of energy out of me. I collapsed on the floor trying to get back both my breath and my legs.

Aleeya was lying silently on the bed breathing heavily and was again tasting my cum as it ran out of her. I crawled up to my knees and shakily stood. I made my way to the bathroom and warmed a washcloth and returned to the bed. I gently wiped her vulva clean, and she gasped. I asked her, “Are you all right?”

She nodded and replied, “Its super sensitive right now that’s all.”

I threw the washcloth on the floor, pulled her to a spooning position and kissed her head saying, “I love you.”

She squeezed my arm lifted her leg and placed my flaccid member between her legs and said, “You make me so happy! I love you too!”

We both nodded off to Neverland.