Narisa 2.7

Narisa 2
By C. Stanton Leman

Chapter 7

September 7 – 8, 2000

Upstairs, after stepping into the shower together, they embraced in a
scorching kiss, oblivious to the water cascading over them. Josh's lips
leaving Narisa's only long enough for his mouth to hungrily envelope her
entire left breast and began lavishing it with his tongue. She pulled him to
her and cradled his head as he nursed. Not wanting it to feel neglected, he
kissed his way to her right breast and paid the same homage to it.

Narisa reached for Josh's erection, but it was out of reach because he was
hunched over with a breast in his mouth and she couldn't reach it. Feeling
the need for more intimate and closer contact, she wrapped her right heel
behind his left leg and tried to pull herself to him. Their passions were
quickly nearing the boiling point, but when Josh finally stood, squatted a
little and tried to feed his turgid member between her legs, she shook her
head no and dropped to her knees taking him hungrily into her mouth and
began to lavish the same attention he had on her breasts just moments
before.

At first, Josh was confused and disappointed then remembered that they
were getting married on Monday. He knew then that she most likely
wanted to wait and give herself to him on their wedding night. Narisa
swirled her tongue around his throbbing head as she pumped his shaft with
her hand. She began to slowly bob her head up and down taking about
three inches of his cock in her mouth. Her passionate oral embrace quickly
brought Josh to a pinnacle. As she felt him start to swell in her mouth she
backed off, swirling her tongue over and around the head of his penis.

Josh leaned back against the wall as he groaned out ejaculating his first
spurt into the back of her throat. Narisa heaved for a moment and began
swallowing rapidly as she milked him with her hand. After swallowing four
forceful spurts, her hand slowed as she began to languidly suck his spent
member and lavish his dick head with a soft gentle massage with her
tongue.

Pulling his oversensitive cock away from her, one last shudder rolled over
him as she smiled up at him with impish satisfaction. Pulling her to her feet
and lifting her up, his lips hungrily finding hers as he kissed her
passionately. She leapt up into his arms and wrapped her legs around his
waist and they stood in the shower with him holding her under her butt.
Josh then began to slowly massage her swollen, puffy nether lips with his
fingers. As she became more excited, she laid her head on Josh's shoulder
and her breathing became audibly louder as she breathed through her
nose. He pulled his finger back and ran the tip of his finger around her tiny,
puckered star and Narisa gave a shivered moan.

Josh dragged his finger back up and began languidly stroking his finger up
and down her slick crease as she humped her hips into his stomach. He
brought his finger up and began circling her engorged, distended tingle
button and her excitement increased.

Narisa began a soft keening and was whispering endearments in Farsi in
Josh's ear. She repeated several times "dooset daram" (I love you) and
squeaking out "Ai, ai, ai…" in rhythm to his stroking fingers, Her body
became very warm and it felt to Josh as if her labia were beginning to
almost quiver. Narisa's breaths were now coming as hoots of air as her
climax rapidly approached. Her lips felt hot as she kissed his neck and she
tensed up and came with a deep guttural "Uuuh!" ejaculating her juices
over his stroking fingers. As her orgasm passed, she went limp in his arms.
He held her up with his right left under her butt and softly stroked her back
as she slowly began to focus and return to reality.

They gave each other one last passionate kiss before breaking, giggling
together and starting to shower. They quickly washed off because the
shower was quickly getting colder. Once they were dry and back in the
boudoir, Josh lovingly dried and brushed his tiny vixen's hair and then
climbed into bed behind her.

Giggling, Narisa abruptly straddled Josh's hips and with a sultry, steamy
look started knee-walking up his torso. She stopped when she was
straddling him with her delicious honey pot just inches from his face. She
looked down at him with passion in her eyes and said with a coy grin,
"Lick."

Just then, Josh smiled as he had the amusing thought, Boy, this is one
"honey do" order I'll do gladly! He gave her a grin then growled into her
little tinderbox as he took a long, playful swipe with his tongue up the
length of her crease.

The now dominant little minx settled herself down on Josh's active mouth
and began to enjoy the ride. Snaking his hands up between her thighs, he
peeled open her delicate little flower and began to feast on her coral pink
delights. He dropped down and sucked the nectar from her weeping hole
only to travel back up, to her delight, to pay attention to her throbbing
tingle button. Fully distended, her little clitty protruded outward like a
mini-dick and he began to suck on it as if he were blowing her.

Narisa was quickly reclimbing the mountain to Nirvana and leaned forward
putting her hands on the headboard as she ground her hot, slick little muff
on Josh's face. Sensing she was close to an orgasm, he pursed his lips
holding her mini-dick in place as he began strumming it with the tip of his
tongue.

Anticipating a flood, Josh brought his thumb to bear and after removing
his mouth, began massaging her engorged appendage. He lowered his
attention and covered her urethra with his mouth and began sucking.
Narisa blasted off and began to spurt into his mouth forcefully. Josh
sucked and swallowed for all he was worth just to keep from drowning as
he heard the muffled sound of Narisa crying out loudly as she crested. Once
she'd peaked, Narisa rolled lifelessly over onto the bed next to him and
panted audibly with her eyes closed. Josh stroked his wife's cone-like
breast buds gently and after a few moments, she opened her eyes and gave
him a dreamy smile.

She started to blush then giggled and whispered, "Sorry I pee."

"No pee," he told her.

He wiped his face with his hand and rubbed his finger across her lips. She
took a tentative lick, blushed and covered her giggling face with her hands.
Josh gave a silent chuckle as he amusingly thought, What would Zaara
think if she told her this little secret?

Being the doting husband he was, Josh rose, went to the bathroom licking
his lips and after cleaning his face, brought back a warm cloth to clean his
sated wife. Once finished, they spooned as usual. This time, Narisa raised
her leg and placed his engorged member between her legs, grabbing the
cloth in her hand. Josh began to slowly stroke as he relished the feel of his
dick sliding between her soft, slick enfolding vaginal lips. It didn't take him
long before he was panting and stroking faster in search of his own climax.
As Narisa felt him begin to thrust more forcefully and swell within her
folds, she brought the cloth down to catch his spend. With a final, straining
lunge, Josh groaned out loudly as he spurted against her clit. Narisa gave a
soft, shuddering sigh and it seemed to him she had a small orgasm also.

Completely spent, Josh squeezed Narisa to him after she'd wiped them
both. She pulled his hand over her breast and they both fell quickly asleep
in sated slumber.

The next morning, Josh wanted to play again, but Narisa begged off. She
made a face and gestures that indicated her vulva was sore from the
previous night's festivities. No matter. Josh indulged his fetishes by drying
and playing with her hair and their ritual of morning foot play.

After Josh had his pre-breakfast hors d'oeuvre of Princess Narisa's toes,
the bubbly teens scrambled downstairs for their morning meal. Both
parents had heard the previous evening's shenanigans and smirked at the
married duo when they arrived at the table. Narisa was visibly
uncomfortable and squirming on her chair trying to get situated. Steve
covered his smile with his napkin and looked over at Marie who snickered.

"What's so funny?" Josh asked looking at his mother.

"If you must know, it looks like the little Persian Princess got a real
workout last night and is still a little sore."

Narisa heard her father-in-law's translation and turned beet red and
covered her face in embarrassment. Josh shot back, "Damn, Mom! How
come you know everything?"

"Been there, done that," she replied matter-of-factly. "Besides, for a tiny
girl, Narisa, you sure make a lot of noise: 'ai, ai, ai, dooset daram, dooset
daram.' Need I say more?"

Narisa sat with her hands covering her face shaking her head back and
forth, but her blush was evident all the way down to her collarbones. Josh
just sat there not knowing what to say. Steven couldn't hold it any longer
and broke out laughing.

"Don't worry, dear," Marie patted her daughter's hand, "When you have
kids of your own, you'll learn to bury your head in the pillow or stuff you
hand in your mouth. If nothing else works, use your panties."

Upon hearing Marie's last remark, Steve almost slipped out of his chair in a
laughing fit. Josh just snickered shaking his head and Narisa looked at her
"mom" in open-mouthed surprise.

"Sorry, Princess, couldn't resist it. It just slipped out."

Narisa, in an attempt to save some dignity, blurted out, "I'll have you know
we still haven't done it yet. I'll be a virgin on my wedding night, so there!"

"Well, well, you lucky little nymph," Marie countered with a twinkle in her
eye. "He must have a tongue like his father's!"

Narisa broke out laughing and Josh infectiously followed suit. Now it was
Steve's turn to blush. When Josh heard the translation of what his mother
had said he exclaimed in shock, "Mom! What's wrong with you? I've never
heard you talk like that before. What's gotten into you?"

"Narisa," she rebutted, "you explain it to him because he's really acting like
a man now without a clue."

"Yes, Mom," she giggled.

Josh listened with one ear tuned to his father as is wife enlightened him.
"Josh, your mother has begun to treat you like a man, not a little boy. As a
man, you should be able to understand that your parents are active adults
also."

"Active?"

The other three at the table just shook their heads.

"Oh… yeah, right." The slow lad replied as the light bulb turned on in his
head. "Now I get it."

"Daughter? Take heart, he'll be easier to train than his father."

The women giggled as the men looked at each other rather forlornly.

With the funny business over, breakfast completed and the dishes loaded
in the dishwasher, Marie said, "All right, Daughter, let's go shopping, shall
we?"

"Yes, Mom. Right away, Mom," she giggled in reply.

"Where to, your highnesses?" Steve asked as he put the car in gear.

"Tyson's Corner," the boss replied. "There's a bridal shop in the mall, we'll
start there. Sound good to you, Narisa?"

"My own wedding gown? Oh thank you, Mom! I love you!"

When his Mom banished Josh and told him to cruise the mall as they were
about to enter the bridal store, Josh pouted and asked why. Marie told him
it was bad luck to see the bride's gown before the wedding. Looking like a
lost puppy, Josh gave Narisa a kiss and with feigned protest went off to find
a video store.

Narisa and her mom settled on a two-piece, knee length dress. The dress
was a spaghetti strap A-line dress in white satin and the jacket was soft
English net with satin sleeves and collar. The net was adorned with soft
cotton lace and hand-sewn seed pearls. They selected a modest veil with a
pair of white patent leather pumps and some beaded white thigh-high
stockings. The storeowner promised he could have the minor alterations
completed by the next day at around noon. When Marie put the box
containing a blue, white lace-trimmed garter on the counter, Narisa asked
her mom what that was for?

"There's a good luck saying for the bride from Victorian England that goes,
'Something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue and
a silver sixpence in her shoe.' I'm sure you have something of your
mother's for something old, your wedding dress is new, I have a white
cameo choker for something borrowed and we'll put a nickel in your shoe
and you're all set to go. Each item is a good luck token for the bride."

"That's so sweet," Narisa replied.

Steve was nodding off in the corner while the women ran up the tab and he
was suddenly awakened when Marie nudged him saying, "Go find Josh and
bring him back, please."

Steve didn't have to go far because Josh was sitting on a bench down from
the shop. Josh rose and followed his dad muttering, "Finally!"

When they entered the store, Marie grabbed Josh by the arm and said,
"Your turn, Buster."

"Huh? What?"

"Come on, let's get you fitted for a tux."

"A tux?"

"Yes, son," his Dad replied. "This time you're marrying for love, not your
life. It's a day you'll both remember with fondness. Make this day special
for your princess. It'll be a day you'll both cherish."

"You're right, Dad."

While Josh was being fitted, Marie called Mehar and explained what
Narisa would be wearing. Zaara's mom said that Zaara had a pink semi-
formal dress she'd worn during the summer for one of her husband's
friend's wedding, agreeing that that would be perfect. Marie thought the
two women made a great "A" team and snickered to herself, Don't you just
love it when a plan comes together? Happily for the women - and
thankfully for the men - they'd found just what they were looking for at one
store: can you believe it? Walking out of the store, the proud parents, Josh
with his tux and Narisa with her shoes and accessories, walked down the
mall to the florist.

Marie and Narisa picked out a small bridal bouquet with seven white calla
lilies trimmed with ribbons and streamers. For Josh they selected a single
white calla lily boutonniere and a small wrist corsage for Zaara in white
calla lilies also. Narisa was getting that familiar bride's excitement and
giddiness as the women's plans came together.

Sitting in the food court eating their pizza, Narisa asked her mom, "Mom,
there aren't words to express how much you've come to mean to me. Josh
and I are already married. I can understand the dress and I'm so thankful
and happy you knew I wanted to wear white, but why? Why all the other
things?"

"Narisa, dear," Marie replied with a soft, loving smile as she took her
daughter's hand, "for two reasons: First, you are the daughter I could never
have. After I had Josh, I developed an infection in my fallopian tubes and
as a result, could never have any more children. I've always wanted a
daughter, to see her grow up and help her plan her wedding. Secondly, I
am your guardian: that makes me your parent. In America, like in Iran, the
bride's family pays for the wedding. You've brought me so much joy to be
able to do what I believed was a long-lost dream. I have my joy doubled
because you're marrying my son. I want this day to be one you'll look back
on with love and fond memories, like your mother would do or you.
Sweetheart, there's no need to thank me; your joy is thanks enough."

Mother and daughter stood and embraced as they joyfully wept. The
curious onlookers gave them a puzzled look then returned to their own
little worlds. Having finished their meal, the happy family headed for
home. Once home, Narisa and Josh took their things upstairs. Josh was
puzzled when his wife took her things to the guest room. Once back
downstairs where he could speak to Narisa through his mother, he asked,
"Why did you put your things in the guest room and not in our room?"

"Because," she said, "tomorrow night I'll sleep alone. I wish to pray and
prepare myself the way a good Muslim woman does before her wedding. I
will start my prayers at sundown and continue to pray for our future, giving
thanks to Allah for his blessings. I will again repent for my sins and fulfill
my promise to Him, giving praise for His mercy to me.

"Recently, there have been times when I wanted to consummate our love
with all my heart, but now, I'm happy that we didn't. I will come to you on
our wedding night pure and unblemished, as it should be. I will give you
what no other man but you will ever have and I'll give myself totally to you.
Please, Josh, let me do things my way."

Having received his mother's translation, Josh nodded his understanding,
smiled and replied, "I can understand now. We've waited this long, a few
more days isn't going to matter, will it? Especially since it means as much
to you as it does to me. I may not get any sleep, though, because sleeping
without you will be very hard."

"It'll be hard for me too, but Allah will bless us and from that day on no one
or no thing will ever come between us."

"All right, Daughter, let's make some dinner. Planning this wedding and
spending all this money has given me an appetite and that pizza was just an
appetizer. I'm famished! Steve? You and Josh fire up the grill. I think we'll
have kabobs for dinner. Sound like a winner to you, Sweetie?"

"Mmm, mmm!" Narisa agreed after hearing Steve's translation. "Do we
have any lamb? I just love lamb kabobs with peppers and tomatoes!"

"Is the Ayatollah Muslim?" Marie snickered.

Narisa covered her mouth nodding and giggled.

Narisa barked orders at her husband, playfully ordering him to make the
salad and Marie quipped, "That's right, Daughter, train him right!" Narisa
blushed, smiled and nodded in agreement.

After an enjoyable meal out on the deck, everyone pitched in to clean up
the mess. As Marie and Narisa were loading dishes into the dishwasher,
Marie's cell phone rang. Picking it from the counter, she answered the call.
Upon identifying the caller, she nonchalantly walked to the study and
closed the door for privacy.

"There, now I can talk."

"Mrs. Williams," the caller began again. "I spoke to Mrs. Khalid earlier.
Arranging the spread, chairs and all the other items won't be a problem,
but I need to see your home so that I can better plan where to set
everything up."

"Remember now, Mr. Freeman. I wish to purchase a new spread and
prayer rug and as far as for seeing the house, that won't be a problem
either. Mrs. Khalid, the woman that initially arranged everything can meet
you here tomorrow. My husband and I will be taking the kids out to pick up
Narisa's gown and the house will be empty. She'll let you in. I was thinking
that we'd have it outside in the back yard. You could set up a small
hardwood floor on the lawn, like a portable dance floor to place the spread
and chairs. I checked the weather forecast and it's supposed to be clear,
sunny and around seventy degrees. What do you think? Is it doable?"

"You know, Mrs. Williams, a new spread is going to be expensive: people
usually just rent it."

"I know, but I want to start a new tradition for her and she can pass it
down to her daughter."

"As you wish. Your idea sounds perfect. By the way, do you have a deck?"

"Yes. I was thinking we could set up the meal buffet-style on one side and
we'll eat at the table that's there. It shouldn't be too hard because there'll
only be six of us - eight counting the bride and groom. All you'll have to
furnish is some folding chairs. Once you see what's here, you'll only have to
furnish two chairs at the dinner table plus the two at the spread."

"It sounds like you know what you're doing. You've done this before? You
don't sound Persian, though."

"No, this is my first Persian wedding. I'm Irish by descent, but Persian by
osmosis."

"I'm not sure what that means, but in any event, I don't foresee any
problems. What time should I arrive to survey your home?"

"Just a little joke. I'm a professor of Persian studies," Marie replied with a
small chuckle. "We're leaving the house about nine for breakfast then onto
shopping. If you can be here about ten-thirty that will give Mrs. Khalid
time to get here and meet you. I'll make arrangements with Mrs. Khalid to
show you the place."

"Perfect! When may I call you tomorrow evening to finalize the plans?"

"We should be home by seven, so anytime after that is fine. Make sure you
call me on this number. Don't call my home number. I don't want my son
answering the phone and getting any ideas."

"You have my word, Mrs. Williams. Until tomorrow then, goodnight."

"Goodnight, Mr. Freeman and thank you. I know you will meet all our
expectations."

Quickly hitting speed dial on her cell phone, Marie started talking when
she heard the line open saying, "Hello Mehar, I was just talking to Mr.
Freeman and…"

Marie walked back into the kitchen to help the others and Josh asked,
"Who was that, Mom? It seemed pretty private. You don't usually sneak
away like that."

"Oh, just something personal about a close friend."

"Oh."

If he only knew!

"Momma?" Narisa asked, "Can Zaara come with us tomorrow to pick up
my dress? I'm so excited, I just can't wait for her to see it!"

"Sure, Sweetie," Marie chuckled, "I'm sure it will be okay. I have to speak to
Mehar anyway so when we pick her up, we'll kill two birds with one stone."

"Oh thank you, Momma! This is all like a dream! I always dreamt of what
my wedding would be like and this is turning out to be almost everything
I'd hoped for. I just wish we could have had a proper Muslim wedding."

"I know, Dear, but just wait and see. When the day is over, it will be more
special than you imagined."

"Momma was right. She said you'd understand me and you've made me so
happy I could just bust!"

"Ha, ha," Marie chuckled. "You only get one chance, Daughter and I want
this day to be special for you. In a way, this is a real blessing because you
get to do it all over the right way. You're marrying your one, true love
without any outside force and I'll let you in on a little secret… It'll be special
for me too!"

"Oh, Momma! Allah has blessed me beyond measure for giving me such a
loving mother-in-law. It's as if you know me like my own mother."

"Blessings go both ways, Narisa. I've been blessed also - more than you'll
ever know."

The two women hugged lovingly. The men of the house, being red-blooded
American males, had parked themselves in front of the TV and were
watching a college football game. When the ladies entered the family room,
Narisa jokingly said to her husband, "Why don't you change the channel so
we can all watch something besides a bunch of guys beating each other up
over a stupid ball?"

Steve translated and the men looked at each other like, "Getting a little
pushy, isn't she?"

Josh whined, "But it's the last quarter and it's a close game!"

The little wife cocked her head and gave him a look that said, ""So?"

"All right," he said resigned. "Dad?"

"Better do as the little lady asks or else you'll be in the doghouse."

"Jeez! Are you that well trained?"

"Collar and leash," his dad replied with a confirming nod.

With a twinkle in their eye, the women just exchanged a smile. Lo and
behold, they stumbled upon and settled on watching a Discovery Channel
program on Alexander the Great and how he defeated Darius III and the
Persian Empire. They also learned that Alexander adopted many elements
of Persian dress and customs in his court that later caused him many
problems.

Because of their profession, Steve, Marie and Narisa enjoyed the program
immensely. It seemed that the only one who wasn't so enthused was Josh.
Being the end of a long day, Josh hoped he could pick up her mood with a
little help from the French arts, gave his princess a warm snuggle and a
kiss to her temple then took her hand to retire for some "loving".

The teens bade the parental units good night and headed upstairs to retire.
Once upstairs, they playfully stripped down and entered the shower
together. When Josh started to pet the little goddess' vulva, she lovingly
pulled his hand away saying, "No, not until Nikaah (wedding)."

Josh gave her a disappointed look and thought to himself, Jeez! I thought
my days of teenaged angst and blue balls were over!

Resigned to the fact that he wasn't getting any that night, they had a
playful, albeit uneventful shower together. After toweling each other off,
they climbed into bed nude and spooned together as they'd done since their
first night together. Not giving up, Josh tried to slide his aching erection
between her legs, but she daintily took it between thumb and forefinger
and positioned it upwards in the crack of her butt. Knowing when no
meant no, Josh cuddled his wife and kissed the nape of her neck as she
pulled his hand over her breast. With a sigh - and blue balls - he gave her
little breast bud a loving squeeze and the couple settled in and drifted off to
sleep, although it came much easier for her than for him.

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