Child Brides of India

By C. Stanton Leman

Chapter 37: On Our Own (Mgg, rom, cons, oral)

I awoke first at six and when I got out of bed for my morning constitutional, Priya got up. I showered and then Priya woke Aleeya, who’d slept clear through the night and they showered together. After dressing we said prayers and went downstairs for our first breakfast alone as a single family.

Aleeya went to the kitchen and there on the chair sat little Attiya. Aleeya hugged her and they walked hand in hand to the table. I asked Pita if she’d eaten yet and she said that she’d eat in the kitchen. I told her that from now on, unless there was a function with company, she and Attiya were to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner with us because we considered her and Attiya a part of the family.

At first Pita balked and refused, but I grabbed her plate and silverware and took it to the dining room. Priya asked what was going on so I told her I wanted Pita to eat with us from now on, just like her daughter and that she was a part of our family.

Priya smiled and agreed that she really liked the idea. Pita felt a little awkward at first, but once we started including her in some of the conversation, she relaxed and ate with us.

I’d made arrangements for Monaavi to come early that morning because we had to be at the embassy at ten. She arrived at eight-thirty and took the girls to the study. She came back out about ten minutes later and asked to speak to me. She asked me, “Is it possible to purchase a couple of small desks, or maybe a small table and chairs for the girls to do their schoolwork at?”

“Sure,” I replied. “After we leave the embassy today, Priya and I will go find a small table for the girls.”

I told her that I thought the table would be a bit less formal and the girls would have a better sense of closeness than separate desks and she agreed. I also told her that I’d buy her a file cabinet for all her own papers and that she could feel free to use my desk and computer.

At nine, Priya and I headed for the embassy, arriving about nine-forty. We sat outside Paul’s office until about quarter after ten when Paul greeted us by saying, “Good morning. Sorry, I’m running a tad bit late.”

I told him it wasn’t a problem, as we’d only been there a short while ourselves. We went into his office and we were seated. Paul asked for Priya’s passport, which she handed to him. He looked at it to verify its expiration date and then at us and said, “Usually there’s an interview, but in your case, all the information we would usually obtain we’ve already gotten from your horrid interview with Dr. Singh. Everything has been approved so just leave your passport with me and come back anytime during business hours tomorrow and pick up your passport with the visa in it.

Looking at us, he continued, “Remember now, this spousal visa is only good for six months so you have to enter the U.S. within that time frame. Your ARC, or alien registration card, also known as a green card, will be mailed to your address in Maryland.

“As with all fiancé and spousal visas, your permanent residency is temporary for two years, after which you will have to go for another interview at a local INS office and prove both of you still have a valid marriage. If you pass that interview, your temporary permanent residency will be granted permanently. After five years, you may apply for American citizenship if you so desire. Are there any questions?”

Both of us replied, “No.”

And that was that. We bade each other goodbye and I thanked Paul for all his help and his sensitivity towards Priya and we left.

As we walked out, I said to Priya, “That was easy.”

Remembering her interview, she replied, “Easy for you to say.”

I got on my cell and called the office and spoke to Teta, my secretary, and got the address of our office furniture supplier. We drove there and found a small child table with four child sized chairs and a file cabinet. I had them put the purchase on the company account and to have the items delivered this afternoon. We then we left to take Priya to school.

After dropping Priya off I went to the office that would now be mine: my dad’s. I sat there for a few moments and realized that I was now the head honcho of this entire operation.

I felt for the first time in my professional career, a little inadequate knowing that I had a big pair of shoes to fill. My father has trusted me with over half the operation of the company he’s worked for a little over ten years to build. Oh well, back to the present.

I spent the rest of the day with Dad’s personal secretary as she filled me in on what he was working on. She asked me, “Now that your father’s gone, will I be discharged?”

I laughed and said, “Are you kidding? Of course not! I want you to get with my secretary and integrate what I was working on with what Dad was doing into a schedule for me. After that, you’ll be the liaison between Dad and me and Teta will be your assistant, understand?”

She was happy and relieved and said, “Thank you, sir. I’ll get right on it.”

I had Teta call our building contractor and had his rep come over for some renovations I wanted done. We met after lunch and I told him that since my old office was next door to my father’s, I wanted to convert and integrate my office with the outer office of my Dad’s. This would become a larger outer office to accommodate both secretaries and act as a sitting/receiving area for clients. He said he’d get me some preliminary plans together for review in about a week.

Pretty much finished for the day, I fiddled around until three and left to pick the girls up at school. The girls were still on the lovebird kick so I just sat in silence as they giggled and whispered. We dropped off Sarah and Haseeba then Priya and I went home. When we arrived, the girls were happily doing some finger painting on their new table and chairs. Monaavi thanked me and said the furniture was perfect. I just remarked, “I guess my main job in life is keeping the females happy or I’ll never get any peace!”

She laughed and said, “Don’t feel too bad. It’s that way the world over.”

Copying my dad I smiled and replied, “It’s a conspiracy, a bloomin’ conspiracy!”

Both Priya and Monaavi got a laugh out of that.

Priya was right about Aleeya. She was kind of withdrawn and quiet for about two weeks, but slowly began to again be her old, playful and giggly self. Attiya was really helpful in getting her to overcome her sadness. Monaavi had surprised both Priya and me with her sensitivity and caring towards Aleeya while still gently continuing to instruct her.

Both Priya and Aleeya spent about an hour, sometimes more, talking to Mom about every other day. Sometimes they’d chat with Dad, but it was Mom that they most desired to share time on the phone with. I would speak to Mom for a few minutes, only to be pushed off the phone by one of the girls. I spoke to Dad often because of business so we rarely spoke when he was home.

During this time, Aleeya didn’t really want any sexual intimacy and I didn’t even attempt to touch her that way; but she did want a lot of cuddling, being held, hugs and kisses. We’d spent our scheduled nights together alone, but what she wanted most was the reassuring love and affection of closeness which I was more than happy to provide.

Priya and I were being intimate, although the raw passion between us was dampened during this transition. Even Priya was still somewhat grieving my mother’s absence. We’d played her water sport games a couple of times and we’d had some very soft and loving intimate moments. Priya needed much of what Aleeya wanted also: just simple closeness and reassuring love and attention.

On the past two Friday nights where the three of us slept together, Priya and I would sleep nude, but Aleeya would always wear panties to bed. I thought that she was very mature to think of doing this as her unspoken way of saying that she didn’t want any intimate, sexual contact.

On the third Friday, Aleeya was already in bed, under the covers. When Priya pulled back the duvet, she noticed that Aleeya was nude. She softly said, “Sean?”

When I looked at her in response to her speaking, she silently nodded with her head towards Aleeya. I raised an eyebrow when I saw Aleeya lying on her side, with her back to us nude. I gave Priya a “What do we do now?” look, and she just shrugged her shoulders as if to say, “I don’t know.”

We finished undressing and climbed into bed with me in the middle. Priya motioned to me to attend to Aleeya so I turned to face her and began to rub her back. She turned to face me and wrapped her arms around me. I held her silently and looked over my shoulder at Priya.

Priya asked her, “Are you all right, Aleeya?”

She answered quietly, “Yes.”

After a moment’s silence, Aleeya asked me, “Do you love Priya more than me?”

I rolled over with Aleeya in my arms so as to place her between Priya and me. I replied, “I don’t love Priya more, I just love her differently than I do you. It’s just like Priya and I: you love us both, but in a different way. Why do you ask that question?”

“Because you won’t do the things with me you do with her, all except that one night when you put your thingy in my poopy hole. Don’t you love me enough?”

I looked at Priya as if to say, “Is this the night?”

Priya tilted her head and scrunched her face as if to say, “I don’t know, maybe.”

I asked Aleeya, “I haven’t done it because I’m afraid your secret place might be too small for me, and I don’t want to hurt you, that’s all.”

“But you fit in my poopy hole, didn’t you?” She asked.

“Yes,” I replied, “but you’re used to having your poop come out of there and you naturally stretch when you go to the bathroom. Your secret hole has never been stretched before and it might hurt.”

“I see,” she said. After a minute or two of silence she whispered, “Could you give me some tingles and a ‘gasm? I really want a ‘gasm tonight.”

I replied, “Sure. How would you like it?”

“Lick me. Lick my tingle button.”

Chuckling, I replied, “One tingle button licking coming right up!”

Priya moved closer to the outside of the bed on her side facing us to give us more room. Aleeya started by pulling me to her and kissing me. She probed my mouth with her little tongue as I rubbed her chest. Her tiny BB nipples popped up and I brushed my hands over both as I lightly rubbed her chest from side to side.

I kissed her all over her face, and she and Priya looked at each other and smiled. I moved down to her chest and began to lick and lightly suck her tiny BB’s. She pulled my head to her chest, arched her back a little and softly said, “Tingles, tingles all the way to my toes!”

I kissed my way down her stomach and after circling her abdomen with kisses I worked my way to her mons. I kissed her from hip to hip and then began to lick the top of her mons, right above her crease.

Aleeya had her hands in my hair and brought her opened legs up and propped her feet on my shoulders. When she did this, her entire vulva was now open to me from asshole to clit.

I licked from her perineum with the flat of my tongue across both her labia to the top of her slit. Using my thumbs, I peeled open her fat, pudgy pussy lips and again licked from her perineum up through the valley of her crease to circle her hood with my tongue. Aleeya was rotating her hips upward to make stronger contact with my tongue as I circled her little pebble of a clitty.

Priya began to massage her chest as I administered to her, and she pulled me tight and said, “Oh yes! Lots of electric tingles!”

Since I thought this evening might end with me taking her vaginal virginity, I left her little clit and dropped down to her tiny hole. She was wet and lightly seeping her slippery juices, which I lapped up.

I pointed my tongue and gently pressed inward about a half inch. When I did, she felt it and really got a tingle because she lurched her hips upwards and exclaimed, “Oh my! You’re tongue is inside me!”

I slowly began to tongue fuck her tiny hole, and she slowly relaxed, thrusting up to meet my tongue thrusts. After a couple of minutes she was really heated up and rotating her hips to meet my rhythm. She began breathing heavily through her mouth and I was now pushing into her as far as my tongue would go, which was about two inches.

I was holding her labia open with my thumbs, so I switched to my forefinger with my right hand and began to rub her protruded little button with my thumb. Her breathing became panting, and she was moaning between gasps of air, “Gonna ‘gasm, gonna ‘gasm real soon!”

She then pushed herself off the bed, driving her cunny into my mouth as she pulled my hair and cried out, “Oh God! Gasm!”

She jerked upwards a couple of times in response to the muscle spasms of her climax, nearly ripping out my hair before falling back to the bed panting.

Priya was still rubbing her chest and I rubbed the outside of her legs from her thighs to her ankles. She just lay there and softly moaned, “Hmmmm.”

I withdrew her feet from my shoulders and crawled up and kissed her nose. I asked her, “Was that what you had in mind?”

Both she and Priya giggled. She opened her eyes smiling, then got a questioning look on her face and asked, “Can you put your thingy - I mean your dick in my secret place?”

She kept the same questioning look on her face as she shifted her glances back and forth between Priya and me.

Priya smiled at her and said, “Why don’t we try something first, okay?”

Not knowing what Priya had in mind, Aleeya gave her a tentative look and said, “Okay.”

Priya reached for the KY in the bedside table drawer, and handed it her and said, “Sit up.”

I was already hard as a rock when Priya said to me, “Lie on your back.”

I obliged, and Priya sat up and took the bottle of lube from Aleeya, opened it and squirted some on Aleeya’s hand. Priya said to Aleeya, “Okay now, rub it all over Sean’s dick and get it nice and gooey and slippery.”

Aleeya looked at the goop on her hand and with a devilish smile, smeared it all over my cock. She grabbed it in her tiny hand and began jerking me, getting me thoroughly coated. When she’d finished, she held out her slimy hand as if to say, “What do I do with this?”

Priya hopped out of bed and retrieved a warm washcloth and wiped her hand. Priya then told Aleeya, “Okay, now stand over top Sean with your feet along side his hips.”

She obeyed and said “What now?”

Priya told her, “Squat down over Sean’s dick,” which she did.

Priya then told her, “Now take your hands and pry your lips open.”

Aleeya, squatting, craned her head down to look between her legs and pried open her pussy lips, but she was unstable, started to fall forward and let go of herself to stop her fall by putting her hands on my chest. Priya got up and knelt straddling my thighs behind Aleeya and grabbed her under her arms and repositioned her.

Priya told her, “Open your lips again, Aleeya,” which she did.

Priya slowly directed Aleeya to sit. Aleeya came to rest with my lubed cock at the bottom of her crease. Aleeya then let go of herself and when she did, her fat little pussy lips enveloped the sides of my cock with about two inches of the top of my dick visible. Just the sight of my dick in between this tiny five year-old girl’s labia was almost enough for me to lose it!

Priya craned her head around to see her position, and seeing where she was, told her, “Now slide forward until you can just see the head of his dick sticking out the front,” and Aleeya obeyed. When she slid forward a little while looking down, she said, “Oooh that really tingles!”

Priya and I chuckled, and then Priya told Aleeya, “Now listen to me. Because you’re so small, this is the position you have be in to have Sean inside you the first few times. I’m going to teach you how to move your hips to control how deep he is inside you. Do you understand?” Aleeya nodded.

“What I want you to do,” Priya continued, “is rock your hips backwards and forwards like this.”

Priya had moved along side her as if straddling an imaginary lover and began to rock her hips back and forth and said to her, “See how I’m doing this? Now you do it.”

Aleeya had her feet flat on the bed, still in a squatting position, so Priya repositioned her to a kneeling one and said, “Now rock your hips.”

Aleeya started slowly, but when she felt the head of my dick brush across her little tingle button, she looked at Priya and smiled saying, “Wow! This really feels good!”

Instant gratification has its own rewards because Aleeya started a nice slow, rocking rhythm that was heating her up rather quickly. With each rock back and forth she’d let out a little, squeaky “Uuhh.” I was feeling pretty good too seeing my dickhead appear and disappear into her tiny, fat, pudgy slit!

Aleeya was soon grunting and working her hips like a champ and quickly began panting. She had her hands on my chest and began to grind herself with increasingly more pressure as she started to peak.

I groaned out, “This feels so good I’m gonna cum any second now!”

Aleeya let out a huge gasp, leaned forward and pressed as hard as she could against my dick and she shuddered and held herself as she quivered. I pulled the head of my dick backwards into her slit until I could feel her little clitty against the head of my dick and groaned out, “I’m cumming!” and shot off right against her clit.

Aleeya just kept shuddering, and took in another huge gasp of air and fell forward onto my chest. We both lay there panting as Priya looked on smiling. After both of our breathing returned to normal, Priya quipped to Aleeya, “Well, it seems you really enjoyed that!”

Still panting a little Aleeya giggled out, “Oh my gosh! If having him inside me feels better than that, I think I’ll just die!”

Priya giggled back, “Better to die happy!”

Priya got up and rinsed the washcloth and brought it back. She handed it to me and said, “You had the fun you clean up the mess.”

Laughing, I rolled Aleeya onto her back and wiped her clean. She was zoned out, silently lying there with a lazy smile on her face. I wiped myself and smiled at Priya.

She smiled back and said, “Can you go another round?”

“With you?” I asked.

She shook her head no and said, “She’s still pretty heated up. Now would be a good time to try the inevitable.”

I told her, “I’m not a machine, I need time to recharge.”

She said to me, “You’ve got five minutes or it’s off for tonight: you choose.”

I chuckled and replied, “I can probably do that, but I’ll need some help getting it up.”

“No problem, Letch,” she quipped. “It’s her night so she’ll do the work.”

Aleeya was looking at us now, and wondering what we were talking about. Priya turned to her smiling and Said, “Do you still want him in your little pussy tonight?”

Aleeya got a devilish grin on her face and nodded yes. Priya said, “Well, right now you’re presented with a problem all wives encounter sometimes. You want it, but he’s not hard. What are you going to do to get him hard again?”

I guess thinking ahead runs in their family because Aleeya looked at my limp dick, then at Priya and replied, “I could give him a sucker job. Would that work?”

Smiling, Priya said, “That might do it, give it a try.”

Aleeya looked up at me as she took my flaccid member in her hand, and she had the same exact look on her face as Priya gets when she’s horny! Passion: the first time I’d ever seen real passion on her face! That stirred my loins right there!

Aleeya leaned over, took me in her little hand and began licking all over the head of my dick with her little tongue. She gently slid the head into her mouth and started to slowly swirl her tongue around it. She placed her other hand around my shaft above her other and began to slowly jerk the shaft. After seeing the look on her face, and watching this five year-old with my dick in her mouth while working both hands on my shaft had me bone hard in about 15.5 seconds (not really), but it didn’t take long!

She sloppily pulled off my dick and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and looked at Priya with pride and said, “Is that hard enough?”

Priya looked impressed and said, “Wow! I just might have to take lessons from you, girl!”

Aleeya beamed with pride at her work (and I felt pretty damn good too!). Priya took the tube of lube and told her, “Lie down and spread your legs.”

Aleeya rolled onto her back and pulled her legs up and apart with her hands and looked down. Priya said, “You’re very small here, Sweetheart. I don’t know if this is gonna work, but we’ll try. If it hurts you at all - and I mean, at all - you’d better tell me, understand?”

Aleeya nodded.

Priya told her, “I’m gonna squirt some of this slippery stuff inside you to help make it go in easier, okay?”

I told Priya, “Wait, let me warm her up a little first.”

Priya nodded, so I got between Aleeya kegs and told her to hold her legs back and she pulled them obscenely back and open.

I don’t know if it was passion or anticipation of finally getting what she wanted, but her little button was already fully protruded, saying, “Lick me.” So being the obliging fellow I am, I proceeded to do just that.

It took only about two minutes and she was climbing the mountain again. I pulled off saying to Priya, “I think she’s warm enough.”

Priya giggled and replied, “Any warmer and she’ll shoot off like a roman candle!”

Priya handed me the lube, and I then peeled open her little honey colored peach with the thumb and forefinger of my left hand. I got a little scared because even with her peeled open her tiny hole looked to be only about half an inch, tops. I said to Priya, “I don’t know about this, she looks awfully small to me.”

Priya said, “I know, but she’ll stretch. Whether it’ll be enough or not, we’ll just have to wait and see. I’ll hold her under her arms and control the penetration, okay? Squirt some lube into her.”

I placed the bottle to her opening, and it must have startled her because she tightened up, closing her little hole shut. I said to her softly, “Relax, Baby, I’m just going to put this slippery stuff inside you. It might feel a little cold, but I won’t hurt you, okay”

She was still pretty warm, but she now had a look of apprehension on her face as she silently nodded. “Relax,” I told her again, and as she did her little hole slowly opened up again.

I placed the tube to her opening, and she again tightened up. I figured she was scared, so I asked her, “Do you really want to do this? You know you don’t have to. We can wait as long as it takes until you feel you’re absolutely ready.”

“I really want to,” she began, “but I’m really nervous. Will it hurt?”

I smiled and softly replied, “I don’t know, Baby, but if it does, we’ll stop immediately. But you have to decide if you really want to do this or not. If you do, then we’ll continue.”

She smiled back and said, “I really want to do it.”

I used a different tactic this time. I put some lube on my finger and began to slide it up and down her crease. As she again began to get heated up, I held my finger at the bottom of her opening and squirted some more on my finger and slowly started to penetrate her.

Aleeya gasped, and said, “Your finger’s inside me!”

“Uh huh,” I said.

I began to slowly finger fuck her for a few minutes and her tiny tube was on fire! She would grip my finger and then relax as I moved. Aleeya was pretty wet inside, but I withdrew my finger, placed the tube against her hole and gave her a good squirt. The coldness of the lube made her gasp in as she said, “That feels cold.”

I laid back down on the bed on my back and lubed myself up. Priya told Aleeya, “Get up, Baby, it’s time to become a woman.”

Priya had her straddle me again and told her to get on her knees, which she did. Priya reached between her legs from behind and brought my member upright. She said to Aleeya, “All right, Sweetheart, slowly lower yourself.”

Priya had to almost lay on my legs to see under her, and said to Aleeya, “A little more. There, stop there. Now, can you feel him at the entrance to your hole?”

Aleeya nodded.

Priya said, “Alright, now slowly press down. Is it starting go in a little? Sean, tell me when the head is inside her.”

I nodded.

Priya held Aleeya under the arms to make sure her legs didn’t give out. After a little more pressure, my dick started to bend a little then, like pushing your finger through closed lips, the head of my dick popped just inside.

Aleeya let out a gasp and said, “Oh my God, it’s inside me!”

I nodded yes to Priya and said, “Just the head.”

Priya nodded back at me and asked Aleeya, “Are your legs getting tired?”

Aleeya nodded yes.

Priya said to her, “Now, slowly lie down on Sean’s chest, but try to keep him inside you, okay?”

Aleeya nodded again and with Priya’s help started to lean forward. She came to rest on my chest with her legs pulled up alongside my hips and I had just a little more than the head inside her.

Once lying flat on top of me, Priya looked at our union and said to Aleeya, “Now, Baby, start rocking your hips real slow, but try to keep him inside you. As you work your hips, when you rotate down towards his dick, try to push him inside you a little at a time, understand?”

Aleeya nodded and started to tentatively and slowly rock her hips. Rubbing her back, I brought my hands down to cup her tiny butt cheeks as she slowly worked her hips.

Aleeya felt so hot inside, and she was so fucking tight it almost hurt. She started to pant from her restrained exertion, but after about two minutes I touched her cervix. I was about right: she was roughly three to three and a half inches deep. When she pressed against it, she went “Ow.”

I told her, “Don’t push any more, that’s as deep as it will go. Just lie here and I’ll do the work. Try to relax and hopefully, you’ll get some tingles, alright?”

She nodded against my chest. I slowly started to rotate my hips, which withdrew me from her about an inch. I kept my thrusts to about an inch for a few minutes and she was starting to respond by moving her hips in rhythm with me.

She was so hot, and so, so tight, I had to think of Mom leaving to keep from losing it. I really didn’t expect her to orgasm, but I wanted her to at least get some pleasure from her first time.

She held me tightly around my chest, and began to pant. I made my strokes a little longer withdrawing just enough to keep the head inside her. I looked at Priya and she was transfixed at our union and rubbing her clit at the same time.

I began to concentrate on Aleeya and she was getting worked up. With each tiny thrust into her she’d “Uuhh”. Her breathing was becoming heavier and she moaned out, “Oh, Sean, it feels like you’re deep in my insides! I love you!”

“I love you too, Baby.” I said as I continued my controlled thrusts into her.

I started to speed up a little and I could feel her hips rotating. She was slowly sliding downward because of the movement, and I didn’t want to hurt her so I stopped thrusting a moment and pulled her up towards my chest.

I again began my mini thrusts only now, I put my hand between us. Realizing I had no room to diddle her clitty, I laid my hand flat, palm down so that when she rotated her hips downward against me she’d rub her tiny button against my knuckle.

That got her going! She started to heavily pant and moan something in Tamil in a constant childish whine, almost like a song. Aleeya’s rotating hips were driving down hard against my knuckle and she was moving so much I stopped my thrusts and just let her get herself off.

I moaned to Priya, “She’s so fucking tight and with her hip action I’m gonna lose it before she finishes!”

I looked at Priya steadily strumming her clit and she gasped out, “You better fucking hold out for her, don’t you do that to her!”

Urgently, I asked Aleeya, “Gonna ‘gasm soon?”

She was panting and working her hips in a quick rhythm panting and said, “Gonna, gonna, gonna gonnnnnnnn……….”

She pushed herself so hard against my knuckle it felt like she’d smashed her tiny button up inside her body. I felt her butt clench and I was trapped in a literal death grip vise!

What blew me away and made me go off were her shudders. She never let go of the death grip she had on my cock, but she just quivered and shuddered in spasms. She cried out something in Tamil as I “tried” to shoot. It was actually painful as my cum was forced through the constriction of her tight, tiny tube. There was absolutely no room inside her for both me and my load, and I could feel it leaking out around my dick and down onto my balls.

I heard Priya whine out her orgasm as she diddled herself off, and she fell back on the bed. All three of us lay there wasted. All you could hear was heavy panting and breathing. It took several minutes for us to come around. Priya being the first, she got up and brought back a couple of warm washcloths. Aleeya was lying on my chest as if dead.

I asked her, “Are you all right?”

She nodded yes. I looked at Priya, but she shrugged her shoulders and began to wipe what she could from the two of us.

I asked Aleeya, “Do you want to get up?”

She nodded her head no and after a few moments of silence said, “I don’t want you to take it out. Let me sleep joined together with you.”

She then seemed to nod off.

Her little pussy was still so hot and tight, even flaccid my dick was trapped inside her as she dozed off. I asked Priya what she’d said in Tamil when we were cumming.

She said, “You’re not gonna believe what she said.”

Impatient, I said, “What?”

“She cried out that your hot love pouring inside her would give her a daughter.”

“What did she mean by that?”

Aleeya must have awakened because she said, “When I felt your love pouring inside me, I felt deep in my heart that my first baby will be a girl. I just know it.”

I asked her, “How does that make you feel?”

“Happy. Very happy.”

She again nodded off to sleep.

Priya asked me, “What was it like for you?”

I answered, “Actually, painful. She’s so small and tight, when she came it felt very painful for me to come.”

“Well,” Priya replied, “deal with it because as far as she’s concerned, it’s now on the table.”

“Why did you do this tonight?”

“Because that’s she wanted. Do you remember what I said to you the night before you two got married?”

“Yes.”

“Didn’t I ask you to wait and let her make the choice as to when she was ready?”

“Yes.”

“Well, she chose tonight, with both of us here. She’s now given herself to you totally. I only ask that when you fuck her, in either hole, you be gentle with her and let her lead you. If you want to fuck the shit out of anyone, I’ll be more than happy to please you. We’d better get some rest.”

I slid my arm under Priya’s head and she leaned against me with Aleeya on top of me still impaled in her tiny, tight, snug pussy.