Child Brides of India

By C. Stanton Leman

Chapter 40: Awakenings (Mgg, rom, cons, oral)

I lay in bed waiting for Aleeya to return from the bathroom and thought about the things that went through my mind earlier, and I wasn’t much in the frame of mind for sex. I figured that I’d try to steer her towards cuddling and closeness tonight instead. That idea went out the window when she returned and jumped on the bed and said, “What new way are you going to teach me tonight?”

I asked her, “Why don’t we just cuddle and get all warm and fuzzy? I think you need to really be snuggled and loved tonight.”

Sitting back on her legs she dropped her head and said tersely, “I knew it! I just knew that you’d do what Priya tells you to do with me. You do love her more than me.”

Aleeya looked up as the tears rolled down her cheeks and said, “You promised today we could do it a different way tonight and now you’re back to listening to Priya.”

I looked at her without expression for a moment and replied, “I see. How do I convince you that Priya has nothing to do with our private life?”

She had a disappointed look on her face tinged with anger as she sternly said, “Then keep your promise!”

I asked her, “Why is it so important to you to concentrate on sexual things? Why can’t we just cuddle and be tender?”

She blushed and replied, “Because I like doing secret things with you. I like getting tingles and I really like getting ‘gasms!”

Probing her, I asked, “Then tell me why you think all those things like doing secret things, tingles and ‘gasms are so important to you to express love?”

Aleeya cocked her head and looked at me like I was as ignorant as Monaavi. Her expression changed and got soft as she replied, “Because those secret things are very special to me. I feel free when we do them. It’s like being naked: we don’t have anything to hide. We can see each other plainly and you accept me and my mistakes and being tiny with no boobies or anything, but you still love me.”

She grabbed my hand and continued, “I like the tingles because they make me feel like my heart feels about you: all warm and tingly inside and excited. The more tingles you give me the more I can feel your love for me.”

Aleeya then put my hand on her chest and said, “Can’t you feel how my heart starts beating faster when we talk about our private time?

“I love the ‘gasms because it makes me feel like my heart just bursts open with love and when it closes again, it’s bigger - so I can have even more of your love!”

Aleeya started to rub herself at the top of her mons and said, “But what I love most of all is when you sperm me. It feels like the love you have for me pours out of your body and you put inside me just like the love you put in my heart. It feels hot, very hot and so special.”

What could I say to that? Aleeya had expressed herself as well, if not better than most adults could if asked to explain why making love is so important to them. I thought that I owed her what was her due as my wife. So I started slowly to reply by saying, “I see. Well, I’ve was thinking this afternoon about how we might do things a little differently. Maybe your tiny size may make things a bit harder to do, but we’ll come up with something, alright?”

She bounced on the bed and exclaimed, “You’re super smart; I just know you can make it special!”

Chuckling, I replied, “Thanks for the vote of confidence. Now, let me see what we can do.”

I grabbed her by the waist and started tickling her and playfully growled, “But first, we gotta get nekkid!”

I grabbed her panties and she shrieked out “No fair! You’re bigger than me!” as I whipped them down and off her tiny feet.

She reached for mine and I let her get hold of them and put up a token struggle as shimmied them down my legs.

I thought that if she was insistent on this, it’d be best to make a couple of dry runs on a few positions before we started so I pulled her to the edge of the bed and she “Eeek’d” out in surprise. I took her feet by the ankles and pushing her knees to her chest I told her, “Hold your legs behind the knees.”

She did as instructed and I carefully observed the position of her whole pelvic region: the angle of her butt and her anus. It looked to me that with her legs pulled back, the angle of penetration into her vagina might be almost vertical so I said to her, “I need to check some things before we do it or you might get hurt, all right?”

Still holding her legs back, she nodded.

I grabbed the lube and put a dab on my finger. I pulled her lips open and looked at the angle of her opening and pressed my finger in about an inch. Just as I thought: almost vertical. I knew that if she locked her legs around my waist making the angle less acute we could still do it, but the top of her head would only come to the center of my chest. If I was going to fuck facing her, I wanted us to be able to look into each other’s eyes. I pulled my finger out and taking her hands pulled her to sit up.

I knelt down and grabbed an arm in each hand and said to her, “In order to do it with me on top, we’ll have to prop you up to almost a sitting position. If we didn’t, then the angle that your cunny is in would be too hard for me to do anything without both of us feeling painful. Do you understand?”

She nodded, but I’m not sure she understood, so I jokingly said to her “The angle of the dangle has to be in direct proportion to the heat of the meat or it don’t work, got it?”

She looked at me like “Huh?”

So I sat and explained that when I’m erect, my member would only pull down to almost horizontal. Knowing that, I’d have to be lying completely on top of her squashing her legs to her chest. Ah hah! She got it.

I went and retrieved the seat cushions from the loveseat. I put them on the bed behind her and grabbed a couple of pillows. I laid her back with her butt at the edge of the bed. Propping her with the pillows she was now at about a forty-five degree angle. I leaned over the bed in front of her: Voila! That’ll work!

Damn! I didn’t think fucking required any thought and planning!

I said to her, “Let’s try this position. Will this satisfy your curiosity?”

Aleeya smiled, squealed out “Oh yes! Thank you! That will do nicely.”

She then threw her arms around me and kissed me. As we were kissing, I thought to myself, Well, there’s no time like the present. I pushed her backwards against the pillows and began to make love to her. I used her formula of head to toe kisses.

Aleeya has no tits or any real nipples they’re just a tiny BB of a bump, but I find it so erotic to suck her tiny flat chest and roll my tongue over her tiny BB’s. Their pliant, rubbery texture barely moves to my ministrations, but they’re sensitive and lovely to feel. As I suckled and licked her mini bumps it always astonishes me that those little dots that pop up are very sensitive and she enjoys the same things a grown woman does.

As I nipped her tiny nipple and licked over them, she held me close to her chest and sighed, “Oh, Sean, it tingles down to my toes.”

As I kissed down her stomach and come to a stop at her mons, Aleeya pulled her legs up and wrapped her arms on the underside of her thighs and placing her feet on my shoulders, pulled back as she moaned out, “Oh, Sean, I like this position! I can watch you lick me. It looks so naughty!”

I cupped her entire vulva in my mouth and answered, Mmmmmmm.” She shuddered, pulled her legs back and grunted a “Uuuuhhhh!” and locked up quivering. I guess sight can be as much an aphrodisiac as touch: I didn’t know she was that hot and her orgasm came out of the blue! I knew how she felt because as I began to lick through her crease and start on her tingle button. The thought of seeing my cock saw in and out of her tiny stretched cunny had me hard enough to cut diamonds!

I figured one more ‘gasm and I was gonna give it to her good! I sucked her tiny clit, hood and all into my mouth and began rapidly flicking my tongue over her tiny nubbin. She was flexing her ass, pushing her little pussy into my mouth with increasing rhythm and moaning while she loudly panted.

Aleeya let go of her ankles, grabbed my hair and pulled me into her. She heaved in her breathing and panted out, “Gonna, gonna, gonna ‘gasm nooooooowwwwww!”

She locked her legs around my neck and pulled her ass of the bed with such force, she split my lip on her pubic bone. As she quivered and shuddered I could taste the blood as she spasmed. She’d quiver, then spasm with an “Uhh;” quiver, then spasm with an “Uhh,” panting and trying to breathe. Finally she said, “My god! I died and went to heaven!”

As soon as I knew she could breathe again, I knelt up and said to her, “We aren’t finished yet. Now you’re gonna get your wish and fuck a new way!”

I placed my cock in her crease and drug it up and down. She was sopping wet and it didn’t take long for me to coat my dick. I placed it to her hole and said to her, “Look at me, Aleeya. I want to look in your eyes while I fuck your tiny pussy.”

She looked up at me with a warm, yet hot loving smile. I parted her petals with my left thumb and forefinger and when I saw my cock pressing into her I almost lost it. I slowly started to push forward and watched my cock spit her open as it slowly disappeared inside of her. She was so obscenely stretched, the bottom of her labia seemed to disappear, and I couldn’t believe the sight of my five year-old wife taking me inside her.

Aleeya looked down and gasped out, “My God! I didn’t know I stretched this much when we did it!”

I began to rock back and forth, and was soon making three-inch strokes into her. I pressed forward a millimeter at a time and came right up against her cervix. She flinched, and I said softly to her, “Rotate your hips down very slowly.”

Aleeya looked down at my rocking and slowly started to move her hips. I could feel her cervix start to slide to the top of my dick as she moved. She moved just a fraction more, and I slipped a few millimeters deeper into her. She gasped out, “My God, so deep, you’re pushing my insides!”

Her vagina was too small for me to slide into her fornix like Priya could take me, but the head of my dick was wedged under her cervix at the entrance to her fornix. I told her sharply, “Stop! Don’t move! I’ll do all the work.”

Gasping, she nodded as she watched me rock my cock back and forth slowly. She was so small inside; as I rocked back and forth her flexible cervical mouth would slide back and forth against the top front of my head right above the slit.

The feelings were indescribably delicious! I concentrated on maintaining my position so that I didn’t push her cervix away from its position. I looked at her and she was looking me right in the eyes as she blew out short hoots of air like a woman in labor and managed to moan out, “Oh, Sean, I can feel my insides moving.”

The feelings were so intense, it only took about two or three minutes of this before we reached the pinnacle of Tingle Mountain. She reached down and grabbed the four inches of shaft that was outside of her and cried out, “This feels sooooo gooooood! Gonna …”

When a woman has an orgasm, the cervical mouth dips into what is normally a pool of semen, but I was now occupying this space and her tiny cervical mouth pressed so hard against the head of my dick in spasms, it was literally squeezing my dickhead.

Every time she’d squeeze me, it sent electric shocks down through my legs and I lost it! Aleeya was leaning forward, gripping my cock and I wrapped my arms around her and fired off with the first blast and I felt it hit with such force, it literally pushed my cock back a tiny bit. I saw flashes of light and just seemed to spurt into her forever. When she felt it, Aleeya pulled away from me, looked up at me but this time, it was raw passion and said, “God! So very, very hot inside me! So much, so hot!” and then she fainted.

Even unconscious, she continued to shudder and spasm with a muffled “Uhh.”

I leaned forward towards the bed as I felt weak and locked my arms as my hands hit the bed. I looked down at our union. There was a white, bubbly froth around my dick and she still had hold of my cock. I felt my ejaculate running down the underside if my cock and saw it drip onto the bed. Still out, she let go of my dick as it spasmed and I felt the remainder trickle down my shaft and drip onto my balls.

It’s a good thing I had most of my weight on my locked arms on the bed because I certainly would’ve collapsed! My head was dizzy and the room was spinning. I fell forward slightly and hung my head. I couldn’t move. Aleeya had my cock locked in a death grip so I stayed still and continued to spasm inside her.

When she opened her eyes, she was in another universe. She smiled softly and uttered, “I have never felt anything as strongly as this! I love you, Sean. I love you so much my heart is bursting with love!”

Smiling I replied softly, “And I love you more than words can explain.”

With her words, I was extremely conflicted. What had just transpired was incredibly satisfying sexually, but I thought to myself that I was teaching her the wrong way of expressing love for her age. Instead of that nurturing love, I’d given Aleeya her first continuous orgasm. I was brought back to reality when she spoke to me softly.

“That looked soooo naughty, but I liked it a lot! I’m so tired now I feel like sleeping.”

I chuckled and asked her, “Can you sit up by yourself?”

Aleeya nodded and sat up. I rose and went to the sink and warmed a washcloth and returned to her. I gently washed her vulva and she flinched, giggled and said blushingly, “Boy! My tingle button still tingles! I’m really thirsty now.”

I asked her, “Are you alright? Are you hurt or anything?”

Aleeya smiled and replied, “No, I feel wonderful! I can still feel your juice deep inside my belly, it’s warm.”

I leaned over the bed and kissed her and she gently put her arms around my neck. I gave a light laugh and picked her up in my arms, removed the cushions and repositioned the pillows and laid her on the bed. I pulled back the duvet and crawled into bed with her. I gave her a bottle of water and she drank about half of it and handed it back to me.

Setting the bottle aside, I wrapped my arms around her. She looked over at me smiling and asked, “Can I sleep on top of you tonight?”

I smiled back and pulled her on top of me and replied, “Anything, Princess, anything you want.”

I turned out the light and rubbed her back, and then cupped her tiny honey colored butt cheeks in my hands.

We lay silent for several moments when she began to softly speak. She said softly, “I’ve learned a lot about myself tonight. I learned that there’s something very powerful inside me for you that needs to come out.”

She raised her head and began again. “I know I won’t feel like this all the time, maybe not very often, but when I do, I know you’ll be there for me just like you are for Priya.”

Aleeya laid her head back down and said, “I love you with all my heart, Sean, and I always will. I will give you a daughter someday and she will be my gift of love to you.”

I kissed the top of her head and softly replied, “You are the tender part of my heart where no one else resides. I will accept your gift of love and cherish her always.”

“I know you will,” she replied. I could feel her smile on my chest as she said, “I’ve always known.”

I felt her eyelash on my chest as she closed her eyes and fell off to sleep.

It only took Aleeya about two minutes before she was sound asleep. I waited a few minutes, then gently unfolded myself from her, laid her on her back and got out of bed and covered her up.

I put on my robe and went downstairs to make some tea and Priya called. I asked her how the party was going and she said it was going well and everyone was having a good time. She said she was worried about Aleeya and wanted to know how she was.

I told Priya everything Aleeya and I discussed today, including her wanting to know about her and my activities. I explained to Priya that Aleeya had said the same thing she’d said about keeping secrets, so I told her. Priya was apprehensive that I’d told Aleeya, but became relaxed when she understood Aleeya wasn’t upset by any of it: just surprisingly shocked.

I also told Priya that we’d gone to the movies and dinner, and about what Aleeya requested we do, and what happened and that she was upstairs asleep recovering from having her first continuous orgasm.

Priya snickered and said, “That little minx! I told you she was smart. It only took her a few months to decide to expand her horizons! I bet you enjoyed yourself, didn’t you?”

“Very much,” I replied, “It was very erotic for me.”

“So,” Priya began again, “I guess she’s all washed out for tonight.”

“Probably,” I replied, “but the night’s till early. What, it’s only about ten?”

“I probably won’t be home until eleven or twelve so if I don’t see you when I get home, I’ll just go to bed and assume she’s going for another round. I want to say something, but she now wants to make her own decisions as to what to do so I’ll just trust you to do the right thing and stay out of it.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence,” I replied. “You know I won’t hurt her no matter what we do. And as with her, I’ll share with you what we do so you know what’s going on. Okay by you?”

“That’s fine, Sean,” Priya replied. “I trust you completely. I’d better get back to the party before I’m missed.”

“Okay, Sweetheart, I talk to you later. Love you.”

Priya gave me a kiss over the phone and replied, “Love you more! Bye now.” Click.

Priya was wrong about Aleeya. Aleeya did have a raw passion inside her and now it was out. With Aleeya’s awakening of a new part of herself, she would now begin to explore her newfound passion between us and desire for me to share in this new level of ecstasy.

That realization both frightened me and at the same time fueled my desire to explore her new horizons with her. Aleeya had shown a mature approach to why she liked having an intimate life with me and as a husband, I thought she had as much a right to experiment and do different things as any other wife.

I began to wonder if now that we were married, was I using my last thought as a reason to escalate and expand our sexual activities?

Fuck! Was everything in my life a rationalization? The only way to change things would be to change the relationship, and it seems to me that Aleeya has no intention of accepting a father/daughter relationship now that we’ve become intimate.

This seemed like a never-ending conundrum so I put my thoughts aside and said to myself, “We’ll be home in a few days and I’ll talk to Mom about all of it and get her perspective on things.”

I checked on Aleeya and she was still sound asleep where I’d left her so I decided to wait up for Priya to get home.

Priya arrived home about eleven-thirty and she was surprised to see me waiting for her. She came into the living room where I was watching CNN. She plopped down on the sofa next to me, looked over and said, “I’m surprised to see you up.”

Looking at her with a smile I replied, “Yeah, Aleeya is still zonked out and I really didn’t feel like laying there awake.”

Thinking something might be wrong she asked me “What’s the matter is something bothering you?”

I went on to explain to Priya what Aleeya had said earlier about her relationship with Mahmoud, Haseeba and about their marriage, I also told her it made her wish for a loving family life and I began to wonder if I’d done the right thing in marrying her instead of being a father to her.

She sat silently for a moment after I’d finished and asked me, “How do you feel about being married to her? Do you think you did the wrong thing?”

I “Hummph’d” at her question and replied, “I didn’t think so, but after our talk today, I wonder if what she really needed is a stable family life instead. I’m also conflicted because I really do enjoy the intimacy we share. Are my thoughts clouded by that fact?”

Priya sighed and responded with, “I see. I’ll give you my opinion and you think about what I’ve got to say.”

She turned to me and took my hand and continued, “I think that you did the right thing and here’s why. I believe that because of her abuse, Aleeya made a decision for herself. Despite what you may think about her being only five, she has a true, heartfelt desire to have something more with you than a simple loving friendship like a father/daughter have from the very beginning.”

Rubbing my arm, she went on to say, “Only Allah knows why she needs this kind of love from you, but she does. You can tell that she’s not looked back and come to the conclusion that she’s made a mistake; on the contrary, she wants more from you.”

Priya’s words seemed to hit the mark as I remembered Aleeya’s words right before she went to sleep… “I’ve learned that there’s something very powerful inside me for you that needs to come out.”

I snapped back to reality and responded to Priya, “Something she said right before she went to sleep is pretty much what you just said. Maybe I’m over thinking the issue. I don’t know we’ll just have to wait and see.”

Priya patted my hand and chuckled her reply, “I think I know Aleeya better than you, as does the rest of the family., If this were a mistake, someone would have said something already. Everyone that knows her can’t all be wrong, can they?”

Smiling in relief I replied, “No, I guess not.”

She leaned over and kissed me and said, “You’d better get back to bed. The little vixen may wake up again and want another round of lovin.’”

Rising, Priya went to her bag as she said, “But wait a minute, I’ve got something to show you.”

She handed me her passport and said, “See, there it is: my visa! Now I’m legally considered your wife by the United States of America!”

Shaking my head, I remembered what Priya had gone through to get that stamp in her passport, I replied, “It’s really nice to see this after all the crap you had to go through to get it. We can now live our lives without any interference from anyone.”

She smiled at me and responded with conviction, “I told you it was ordained and that it would come to pass, didn’t I?”

Rising from the couch I said, “You sure did. It’s uncanny, but you always seem to be right.”

Priya got a serious look on her face and replied, “When it comes to our hearts, I’m never wrong. So trust me and stop thinking your life is nothing more than a series of mistakes.”

I took her in my arms and we kissed each other with passion. Priya broke the kiss and said, “Whew! If we keep this up, I’ll be taking my sister’s time away from her. Now git! You’d better be there for her if she wakes up again. I’m going to take a shower and go to bed.”

Chuckling, I said, “You’re probably right. She usually wakes up about three for another round.”

We walked upstairs, her to the spare bedroom and me to Aleeya.

I crawled into bed and Aleeya turned over and swung her body to drape over my side with her leg on my thigh and her hand on my chest.

I chuckled to myself and pulled her up on top of me and cupped her tiny butt cheeks as I fell off to sleep.