Child Brides of India

By C. Stanton Leman

Chapter 93: Clouds and Rain (MF, rom, oral, anal, squirt)

As Miko and I reached the staircase and ascended three steps, she began to have trouble because of the length of her kimono. I scooped her up in my arms and ascended the stairs to the bedroom. I leaned down, turned the doorknob and pushed the door open with my foot.

I carried Miko into the bedroom, nudging the door closed with my foot and set her down in the loveseat. I kissed her tenderly and with a soft sweet smile I asked Miko, “Are you ready to seal our love?”

Miko, with a gentle smile on her face and her eyes welling up with tears as she put her head on my shoulder said, “I’ve pictured this moment in my heart for years and lately in my mind. Yes, yes I’m ready. A little frightened maybe, but ready; sounds funny doesn’t it?”

“What’s there to be frightened of?” I asked empathetically, “You do believe that I’d never hurt you or ask you to do anything you didn’t want, don’t you?”

“I know deep in my heart you’d never hurt me but I need to explain.” Miko answered, halted and looked down.

“It may sound silly,” she began again, “but I’m a little frightened for two reasons. First, my first experience with intimacy wasn’t a very endearing one. Although I’ve had sex before, I really don’t know how to make love. I was never given the chance to grow intimately, never given the chance to express myself and was forced to do some of the things we might do. In my mind, I’ve tried to let go of the past, but I’m not sure how much will still haunt me. If a climax is the way Leeya, Priya and Monaavi have described, I’ve never had one. There were times when I felt good, but nothing like they’ve described.”

“Well then,” I answered softly, “it looks like you’re more of a virgin than you think, wouldn’t you say? Now, what’s the other thing?”

With tears quietly spilling from her eyes, Miko answered, “I don’t want to disappoint you. Leeya and Priya are much younger and have much more experience than I do. I’m afraid that I’ll freeze up and you’ll be displeased with me.”

“I think,” I reassured her, “that getting you to the point of letting go is my job.”

“Miko listen to me,” I asked lovingly. “Tonight, I’m not going to ask you to do anything. What I do want you to do is try to let yourself go, experience everything without holding anything back: just let yourself experience everything without restraint. Then, it’s just a matter of letting yourself express what you’re feeling: nature will take care of the rest. Tell me what you’re feeling and what you want me to do. If you don’t like something, say so. If you do like something, let me know that too. Can you do that for me?”

“I’ll try, Sean,” Miko smiled and said softly, “I’ll really try.”

“That’s all I ask,” I answered lovingly with a smile.

I explained the foot washing ceremony and the tradition behind it and she thought the tradition was very sweet.

I rose, went to the bathroom and filled the washbowl half way with warm water and towel and returned to kneel before my new bride. Miko looked down at me with a tender smile and a giggle. Blushing, she asked wiggling her stubby toes in her sandals, “Are you going to wash my stinky doggies now?”

“I sure am,” I kidded back with a chuckle, “This toe sucking pussy likes his doggies clean when he sucks ‘em.”

Getting serious, I said to her, “Miko, in Islam, this is a holy ceremony and although we’re joking about it, it’s a serious thing, okay?”

“I know, Sean,” Miko replied, “I was just releasing some tension is all.”

Miko raised the bottom of her kimono exposing her calves and feet. Looking into her smiling face, I gently stroked the back of her calves and they were as smooth as glass. I raised her left foot, removed her sandal, laid several kisses across the top of her foot and placed it in the bowl. I repeated the action with her right foot. I then began to massage her feet in the water as I smiled at her. I first took her right foot, dried it with the towel and did the same with her left foot.

I rose with the bowl in hand and prayed, “O Allah! Bless me with her affection, love and her acceptance of me; and make me pleased with her, and bring us together in the best form of a union and in absolute harmony; surely You like lawful things and dislike unlawful things.”

I had Miko repeat the prayer but she substituted Jesus Christ for Allah and him for her.

Placing my hand on her forehead I prayed, “O Allah! I have taken her as Your trust and have made her lawful for myself by Your words. Therefore, if You have decreed for me a child from her, then make him or her blessed and pious from among the followers of the Family of Muhammad [peace be upon him and them]; and do not let Satan have any part in him or her.”

After dumping the bowl in the sink, I returned, picked Miko up, carried her to the edge of the bed and sat her down. Removing my kimono, I asked, “How would you like to do this: shall I undress first or you?”

Miko stood and stepped to me and began to unbutton my shirt while she spoke seductively saying, “I think it will take you some time to untie my obi so why don’t you let me have a tiny peek at my new husband.”

After she pulled my shirt from my skirt and slipped it from my shoulders. Miko ran her hands across my chest saying, “Gosh! Leeya was right! You’ve got a beautiful body!”

Miko pulled me into an embrace for several moments, looked down and began to undo my skirt letting it fall to the floor leaving me in my boxers. She knelt gracefully and picked it up and said softly, “I like the smell of you, it excites me.”

Miko next picked up the garment and along with the shirt laid it over the chair. Miko then removed her uchikake kimono, leaving her in her white one. She walked seductively to me and turned with her back to me, looked at me over her shoulder out of the corner of her lashes and asked coyly, “Your turn, would you like to unwrap your little lotus flower?”

“With pleasureI” I smiled and said as I kissed her neck. “I just love unwrapping presents, don’t you?”

“Sure,” Miko giggled, “It’s just that I’ve never been the present before.”

“I have to tell you,” I smiled and replied, “the wrapping looks simply mah-velous!”

Miko giggled and coyly answered, “I bet you said that to all your wives.”

Dodging the remark, I retorted, “Only the pretty ones.”

“I have to give it to you though,” Miko countered, “you certainly have good taste: they’re all beautiful.”

“By the way,” I asked confused trying to find the end on her obi, “Where do I start untying this thing?”

Miko gave a cute giggle and answered, “You need to figure that one out for yourself. It wouldn’t be fair if I told you how to pluck a peony, now would it?”

“Suit yourself,” I replied, “but this thing is coming off: one way or another.”

I stopped fumbling and began to study the intricate bow carefully. I found the end tucked neatly inside the bow and slowly began to unravel it. As I spoke, Miko began to give me a little history of the obi saying that the drum-like tie used on her today is called a taiko drum bow. It’s formal and used by married women. In bygone days, the placement, width and color of a girl’s obi told of her age, station in life and marital status. It took me several minutes to untie and unravel her obi and she giggled saying it took fifteen minutes to tie it. It was wrapped twice around her waist and as I unwrapped it and held it in my hand, her pure white kimono remained tightly tied with her koshi-himo obi and date-jime obi.

Miko stepped away from me and I remarked, “Hey, I haven’t finished unwrapping my present yet!”

“Patience my love,” she demurely requested, “the rest I will unveil for you.”

Gracefully waving her hand and beckoning me to sit on the bed Miko said shyly, “Sit, Omuko san, as I make myself ready for you.”

Miko turned and embraced me tightly as she began to cry and said, “I love you so much, Sean. In Japan, as the bride takes off the layers of clothing, it’s a symbol of shedding her childhood and revealing the woman beneath. I’m so happy to do this for you.”

With that, Miko broke our embrace and walked slowly to the chair. She turned to face me and looking into my eyes, she slowly untied the date-jime obi, folded it and placed it in the chair. She then, looking at me again untied her corded koshi-himo obi and let it fall from her left hand. Still holding it in her right, she folded it neatly and placed it too in the chair.

When Miko turned to face me again, her white kimono had fallen open slightly and I could see and the thin, white silk naga-juban undergarment that looked similar to a nightgown. With each layer she shed, she would always return her eyes to mine as she took off the next layer.

There was such an intense sensuality to the slowness and ceremony of her graceful movements and actions that she took to unveil herself to me was like adding fuel to a slow smothering fire within me as I started to firm watching her disrobe. I watched with anticipation as Miko slowly removed her white kimono, sensuously pulling it slowly open from her shoulders and letting it slip down her arms. Pulling her left arm from the garment, she took the garment, folded it in half and laid it over the back of the chair.

The left flap of her undergarment fell open slightly showing the right flap still tucked around her body. With a graceful movement of her left hand she pulled the material tight and pulled it open with a sweeping movement to her left. As she did, she reached in and taking the end of the right flap pulled the garment completely open and let go, leaving the garment to hang open. I could see two loincloth-type flaps of white silk covering her body: one that had a slightly curved neckline from her shoulders to just below her bustline and the other from her hips to about mid-thigh showing her bare midriff as the lower garment hung in a gentle smiling arc from her hips.

Miko smiled gently at me and I could sense in her tear-filled eyes that she was frightened a little. With a gentle sigh, Miko slowly pulled the nightgown-like garment open and back baring her shoulders as it slipped down her arms. I could see where the two loincloth-type coverings were tied with bows: one at each shoulder and the other at each hip.

When she turned to fold and lay the garment down, I gasped at the sight of her nude profile hidden behind the two flaps of cloth and she turned in reply giving me a tender smile. Miko’s beautiful small pert breast was slightly conical in shape coming almost to a point and although I couldn’t see her nipple, there was a slight hang to her breast showing a soft, rounded teardrop edge on the bottom. If a pencil were placed under her breast, it would fall to the floor. I could see Miko’s hip and the profile of her small, compact butt cheek.

Turning to face me, Miko’s tear-filled eyes spilled over and a tear from each eye rolled down her cheek. She gave me a loving smile and walked towards me and came to stop about two feet in front of me.

As I ran my hand down the edge of her loincloth I asked softly, “Miko, what are these?”

She gracefully knelt in front of me, looked up and replied with a pensive smile, “They are the undergarments worn during the Edo period. I must admit that I chose these as a means of titillating you. These, you may remove at your pleasure. Kneeling before you, I give myself to you as your wife.”

Looking down shyly, Miko added, “Do you know why I played out that scene downstairs with you?”

“To relieve your tension?” I answered, remembering that Priya had done the same thing.

“No,” Miko nodded, “not really. When in middle school and studying Japanese history, I’d sometimes fantasize about the period and pretend that I was taken as spoils of war by a great shogun and that he’d find me so beautiful that he’d find favor with me and marry me. When you stood and pretended to be just that, it was like reliving my childhood dream and I just fell into the part.”

I chuckled a little and she looked up, as if I was making light of her revelation and asked, “What? What’s so funny?”

“I’m sorry,” I apologized, “I wasn’t making fun of your childhood dream. It’s just that earlier today as I was dressing in front of the mirror, I too pretended to be a great shogun ordering gibberish Japanese orders to my samurai to find me a beautiful girl to marry. With you, I guess I just continued the fantasy and that’s how it all played out. Everyone was a little shocked though when you pulled out that dagger: they weren’t expecting that.”

“I was so caught up in it all,” Miko giggled, “It was kind of like a scene from a Japanese opera and I did it without thinking.”

Miko brought her hands up, placing them on my thighs just above my knees. I lightly brushed the back of my right hand down the center of her chest between her breasts, pushing the smooth material against her chest and bringing into better view the pointed outline of Miko’s pert, pointy breasts.

She blushed at the contact and shyly looked down. I lifted her chin and kissed her tenderly and whispered, “I love you, Sweetheart.”

I then took hold of the tie string on the bow on her left shoulder and slowly pulled. With the knotted bow undone, the back left side fell away as did the front when I let go of the string. The material fell away and hung from the right tie-string, exposing her breasts in all their beauty. Miko gave a soft gasp at the unveiling of her breasts and looked down shyly as she blushed. I gasped at the sight and whispered, “They’re so lovely, Miko, simply lovely!”

Miko’s breasts were small, proudly pointing out from her chest in a rounded, conical shape capped with two small, pastel pink areolae that were no more than three quarters of an inch in diameter tipped with tiny nipples slightly smaller than an eraser. I pulled the string on the other bow, letting the material fall to the floor unveiling Miko’s chest completely.

I took her hands in mine and silently directed her to stand. As she stood before me, I looked up her torso between her proud, pert breasts to see her smiling softly down at me with tears in her eyes. I then leaned in and kissed her dimpled navel and Miko sighed softly, placing her hands on my shoulders. Looking up again and into her eyes, I felt my way down her sides to her hips and took both tie-strings in my hand and began to slowly pull the ends.

With the bows released, I let the material fall to the floor and Miko closed her eyes with an audible gasp at being completely nude in front of me. When she closed her eyes, a tear from each eye squeezed from her closed lids and fell to her cheeks. Miko slowly opened her eyes to see me smiling at her tenderly. I lowered my eyes down her torso to gaze at her center and gasped at her beauty.

Miko had a few black, fine sparse hairs on her mons as a girl beginning to go through puberty would have: she actually had less than Leeya! I barely touched her hair with my fingertips and looking up with a tender smile of approval I whispered, “Miko, you are so beautiful, truly beautiful!”

Miko had a very fleshy mons with the tops of her labia very full and puffy but as they traveled down her crease, they thinned noticeably to give her vulva a mix of little girl charm with the sleek, compact appearance of a woman. Her labia minora weren’t visible from the outside and at the top of her crease; poking out through an inverted teardrop I could see a pastel pink, predominant hood. Where her labia majora folded into themselves and down into her crease was a gradient shade of light pink as it faded into her folds.

As her tears fell from her face and landing on my forearms, she said, “I’ve never grown any hair there. I have what I’ve had since the age of twelve. I know you like your wives to be bare but my sisters asked me to leave it for you and let you decide.”

“Keep it for now,” I replied softly.

Miko pulled me to her in an embrace, enfolding my head in her arms. I kissed the side of her breast and she returned the gesture with a soft shudder. I picked her up in my arms, walked to the side of the bed and laid her down. Miko placed her left hand across her lower abdomen with her right arm bent and her hand alongside her face.

I stood erect as we looked into each other’s eyes and began to pull my boxers down. Once my boxers had cleared my pelvis, my erect member proudly displayed my excitement over viewing my bride’s charms. Miko gasped in wide-eyed surprise and uttered, “My gosh, Leeya was right! How will that thing ever fit?”

“Don’t worry, Sweetheart,” I soothed lovingly as I lay down beside her, “I’m sure everything will work out. Just relax and let me love you, okay?”

“Kiss me, Sean,” she said as she put her arms around my neck.

I brushed a few stray hairs away from her face and kissed her with deep passion for several minutes. I pulled away for a second and giving her a gentle kiss complimented her with, “You’re very beautiful, Miko; even your hair is lovely.”

Miko blushed and replied coyly, “Is that because I’m lying here naked?”

“No,” I admitted honestly, “it’s the truth. I love you.”

“I love you too, Sean,” Miko softly said, “Please go slow, alright?”

“Mmmmm,” I replied as I began kissing her face.

I kissed her all over her face: her forehead, eyes, temples, cheeks, nose and chin. I gently took her bottom lip in my mouth and pulled gently, letting it go before diving in for another deep, passionate kiss. Miko was holding my head in her hands and gently fingering my hair with her right hand. I stroked her left shoulder softly then brushed the back of my hand across her upper chest.

I nipped her chin and she thrust it out playfully for me with a cute giggle saying, “Oh, Sean, it’s so nice just to be kissed.”

“Kissing (kiss),” I said as I continued, “is a very (kiss) intimate (Kiss, kiss) thing.”

“Mmmmmm,” she answered as I nipped my way down her throat.

I kissed around the base of her neck and up behind her ear. I began to trace the outer edge of her ear with the tip of my tongue and she acknowledged with a tiny shudder. As I moved down to begin kissing her shoulder, I gently stroked down the side of her rib cage and savored the curve of her waist and hip.

Miko was breathing deeper with a slow, deep rhythm as she savored my kisses with little “Mmmmm’s” every so often. I kissed across her upper chest and gave her a swiping lick right in the hollow at the base of her throat. Miko gave a tiny gasp as she swallowed and pulled me a little tighter. As I kissed and nipped her left shoulder, I circled the outline of her left breast with my fingertip and she gently lifted her left shoulder slightly, arching her back up for more contact.

I then kissed my way back across her upper chest and then licked a line straight down her sternum. I cupped Miko’s left breast in my hand gently as I started to lick around her breast starting at my hand and spiraled up to circle her tiny pink areola.

Miko panted twice and lifted her left shoulder slightly to feed her breast into my mouth even more. Running the tip of my tongue across the tip of her dainty turgid nipple, Miko pulled me tight to her chest and sighed, “Oh, Sean, that feels wonderful!”

Using the flat of my tongue, I licked across her entire areola and nipple twice before engulfing it in my mouth and she responded with a deep shuddered gasp. I gently kneaded her small breast as I suckled gently and her breathing became more rapid and audibly deeper.

I moved to her right breast, administering the same loving attention and Miko returned the gesture with sighs as she pulled me tight. Using my right hand, I gently moved across her stomach and began to rub her stomach in slow, gentle circles around her dimpled navel. I could feel her skin warm considerably as I stirred her chi and she began to pant.

I left her breast and returned to her mouth and kissed her deeply as I moved south and playfully twirled the fine hairs on her mons. Miko had her legs closed so I gently began stroking a line where her labia and leg met. With a pant and a sigh, Miko slowly opened her legs, giving me permission to touch her sex.

Sensing her legs were open enough, while kissing her passionately, I gently slid my flat hand down her vulva and cupped it gently. Miko sighed out “Ohhhhh” and thrust her pelvis up against my hand.

As I kissed her face and returned to her lips, I gently pushed my middle finger into her crease where her labia met her perineum and dragged upward. Miko was steamy hot and slippery wet and when I pushed my finger inside her a quarter of an inch to tease her, she thrust upward quickly trying to gain penetration and gasped, “Oh God, Sean, I’m burning up inside!”

“Shhhh, Baby,” I whispered, “just go with it.”

I slowly inserted my finger inside her about two inches and Miko grunted a “Uuuhh!” as she thrust her pelvis upward and tilted her head straight back. I pulled out of her sopping pussy and dragged my finger up to her tingle button and began to circle her hood. Miko was now panting quicker and rocking her pelvis rhythmically. Although Miko appeared to be very excited and had a rather large clitoral hood, her button was tiny and barely poked its head from its sheath but the tip was very, very sensitive.

I brushed my fingertip across the very tip gently twice and Miko gasped out, “My God, I’m gonna explode inside!”

I didn’t relent and continued to tickle the tip of her tiny clitty as I kissed her. She broke the kiss to breathe, threw her head back and grunted a throaty “Uuuuhhh!” and came hard!

Miko’s eyes shot open as she gasped for breath through her shudders. She had three or four violent quakes then flinched as the electric shocks of her spasms washed over her. She clutched my shoulders tightly, digging her nails into me as she rode the wave of pleasure. I gently cupped Miko’s vulva as her muscles relaxed and she came down. It took a minute or so before her breathing pants became regular and unlabored.

I continued to kiss her neck as she calmed and when she was coherent again, she embraced me tightly and panted out, “My God! Was that an orgasm? It felt like everything inside me just exploded!”

“As Leeya would say,” I said with a grin, “that was a good gasm!”

“God!” Miko haltingly giggled through her breathing.“I’ve never felt anything so wonderful!”

“By the end of the week,” I teased lovingly, “I hope you’re all gasmed out!”

I turned on my side and retrieved a bottle of water and gave Miko a drink. When she’d finished, I took a swig, set the bottle on the nightstand and turning back to Miko, enfolded her in my arms and just held her for a few minutes. As we cuddled, Miko began to cry and I asked her what was wrong.

She hugged me tenderly and answered, “I’ve never had this kind of intimacy before and I feel so hurt in being used before now that I know how it’s supposed to be.”

“Let go of the past, Miko,” I advised lovingly. “All that counts is here, now and the future. Now that you know how it’s supposed to be, just be happy that it’s yours to have and share. Now, are you going to cry or make love?”

“As Priya would say,” Miko cutely retorted with a giggle, “ravage and defile me; and don’t forget Leeya’s advice: lots of tingles and gasms!”

“Well, my little cherry blossom,” I cooed, “let’s make some more clouds and rain.”

Starting at her shoulder, I lifted her arms above her head and nipped the length of her deltoid before taking a long, swiping lick of her armpit. Miko flinched and gasped, “Oh my! That tingles a lot!”

I kissed down her armpit to circle the outline of her pert, small breast. Her mature, tiny breast was as soft as congealed tofu and her skin was flushed a light pink and very warm. I flicked my tongue across her erect dainty nipple a few times and in reflex, Miko pulled my head to her breast tightly and whispered, “Oh, Sean! I never knew it could be like this!”

I lightly nipped her nipple between my teeth and gently pulled, stretching it about an inch.

“So good!” Miko sighed as she flung her head back and arched her back off the bed.

Miko pulled her feet up and had both knees bent with feet flat on the bed as she began to pant. I spent several minutes alternating my attention to her breasts as I softly stroked her belly. As she began to become swept away in the euphoria of my attentions, Miko let her legs fall open, her right leg falling across mine. I gently pushed her leg so that it was lying flat on the bed and as I kissed and suckled her breasts, I crawled in between her legs.

Miko began rhythmically pumping her vulva against my stomach as I kneaded and suckled her hand-cupped breasts. As I moved my kisses down her sternum to her stomach, she slowly ground her pelvis against my breastbone. Miko gave a soft shudder and I think she came softly because she gasped, momentarily stopped moving before resuming her pelvic rocking.

I lightly kissed across from her left hip to her right, ending with a brush of my cheek across her mons. I could smell her excitement and she was very aromatic, heady and strong. Looking up the expanse of her body and between her pert standing breasts capped with pink turgid nipples, Miko had folded a pillow under her head and with chin on her chest was looking down at me with smoldering excitement knowing I was going to orally please her.

I smiled softly and while looking into her eyes grabbed a few of her fine hairs between my teeth, gently pulling them playfully. The thought and sight of what was to come must have really exited her because she began to pant through her mouth, raised her legs and wrapped her arms under her thighs grabbing her pointed feet.

Miko had presented herself to me from mons to tailbone lewdly with a deep yearning look in her eyes. Looking back down at the feast before me, Miko’s labia were puffy, inflamed and pink. I dropped all the way down and starting at her tailbone, slowly licked a line from her tailbone, across her pink puckered star and up her crease.

Miko gave a high-pitched little girl squeal and flinched at the touch crying out, “Oh – my - God!”

Dropping down with my tongue, I began to rim her puckered star. Miko was panting heavily and with each panted breath her little pucker would wink as she pulled back on her legs. I began teasingly pushing against her winking sphincter and looking down in wide-eyed amazement, she gasped, “Oh My! I can’t believe you’re doing this!”

“Mmmmm,” I nodded as I slowly began to penetrate her with my tongue. When my tongue slipped inside her, she grunted an “Ooohhh! I felt that deep inside me!”

I pulled gently from her anus and licked up and down her perineum several times to tease her and she responded by thrusting herself up and into my mouth wanting more. I gently peeled open her lotus blossom and she was dripping wet and the inside of her crease was a bright pink and I could see her clitoral hood throb with her every breath. I drank from the copious spring of her grotto and having drunk up her effusion; I slowly pushed my tongue inside her about a half-inch and began flicking my tongue up and down at her entrance.

Miko was turning her head from side-to-side and panting heavily through her mouth. My dripping cock was so rock-hard it ached and throbbed. I was going to make sure she blasted off big time and set to the task by dragging my tongue up through her crease and sucked in her hood.

Miko’s breath halted and she flinched and gasped, “God! I’m gonna do it again!”

I began to make swiping licks up her crease from her weeping hole to her tingle button. She began to make rhythmic thrusts into my mouth in response as she panted “Yagate akume (orgasm soon), yagate akume, yagate…”

I inserted my finger slowly into her white hot, dripping pussy and found her “G” spot and began to apply pressure to the spongy ridge at the top of her vagina. Miko’s thighs started quivering and I could feel her labial muscles quiver with contraction-like flexes beneath my fingers.

As I continued my sweeping licks up through her crease, Miko was jetting out droplets from her spasming urethra as she screamed, “Yagate, yagate! (Soon, soon)”

As I applied more pressure with my finger to her “G” spot and with my swiping tongue licks, Miko’s entire body shivered, her muscles locked up at she violently thrust upward into my mouth and with a high-pitched scream yelled out, “O-gazumu! O gazumuuuuuuu!”

I felt the fluid on my tongue and quickly covered her urethra with my mouth and she began squirting an opaque white, milky fluid in a light flow timed with her spasms. It wasn’t urine because it tasted slightly acrid, not salty. I drank furiously to keep up with the amount of fluid she was expelling and to keep from being drowned.

After three or four gushing squirts, Miko heaved twice and fainted. Realizing she was a squirter, now I was harder than a piece of re-bar! Miko was panting unconsciously as she shuddered in her sleep.

As she regained consciousness, she looked at me with a dazed, far away stare as she panted for breath. I rose up looking into her eyes and fisting my aching cock to her flaming hot pussy and slowly began to push inside her.

“Omuko san!” Miko cried as she wrapped her legs around my waist pulling me into her depths. Miko wrapped her arms around me tightly and pulled herself up into a tight embrace as I sank into her. Her pussy was absolutely glorious!

She was super slick, white-hot and tighter than Leeya! After gaining two inches, she locked me in place like a scalding vise. Her vaginal muscles began to spasm, clinching and releasing me with quick flex-like grips.

“Oh God it’s so big!” she grunted.

Miko slowly released her embrace and fell softly to the bed as I began to rock inside her. Looking into her flaming eyes I began to pump slowly in and out of her gaining depth with every thrust. Looking down, her labia were stretched thin and she looked almost like Leeya did when she was about eight. Her vaginal sheath would pull away from her and fold back into her with each rhythmic thrust and withdrawal I made. It looked so fucking hot I was gonna cum just watching the sight!

Miko began thrusting her pelvis up with passion with each plunge I made into her, each of us panting in rhythmic time together. Miko began crying through her pants and thrusts and grunting “Uuuhhh” each time I dove into her. At about six inches I brushed her cervix and she flinched and squeaked out “Kizu! Hurts!”

I slowed, repositioned myself and pushed into her fornix and I felt her cervical mouth brush over the head of my cock. I’d done it: I was now buried completely inside her and I was lost in nirvana!

I began rocking quickly as the tingling in my balls was so strong I was having spasms in my prostate. As the cum boiled up out of my balls and spurted inside her, I howled out my orgasm straining out, “Cumminnnngggg!”

When she felt the first spurt hit the end of her fuck tube, Miko locked her feet behind my back, thrust up violently and squealed out, “Atsui, atsui, so, so hot!”

As I pulsed, I would thrust forcefully against the end of her vagina with quick, stabbing jabs. I must have pumped a gallon inside her because it felt like I just kept spurting without end. I looked down and saw a white, frothy foam bubbling out from around my cock and start to run down the crack of her ass as I started to dry spurt inside her. Miko would shudder in time with my spasms as she held me locked deep inside her.

Completely drained and exhausted, I fell with all my weight on top of her. As the electric shocks of our pulses continued in rhythm, Miko lovingly wrapped her arms around me as she slowly released her leg-lock.

Digging my hands under her shoulders and holding her tightly, I rolled onto my back pulling her on top of me still impaled deep inside her.

The head of my dick tingled intensely and Miko brought her knees up and under her alongside my chest. She placed her arms on my chest and rose up on her elbows looking into my eyes as she began to rock her pelvis again.

With steamy hot passion she looked at me and said in a deep sultry tone, “You’ve awakened the beast in me and now… (As she sensually ground her clit against my pelvic bone) Now, the White Tiger will feast.”

Miko rose up like a victorious tigress over her kill as she rocked completely impaled on my still hard cock. She forcefully flung her head back and her long black mane whipped to her back and looking down she lustfully said, “Tell me, Omuko san, is my peach sweet? Is my burning love for you like the whirlwind? Is my passion like an all-consuming tsunami? Tell me, Husband; express your pleasure with me with your endearments. Tell me I’m pleasing to you as I ride the dragon in the dance of clouds and rain.”

Panting and barely able to speak I endeared her as she rode me, “My little lotus blossom, your passion flows from you like a river and your treasures are sweeter than honey. Your breasts are like two twin peaks of Mount Fuji with pink, snow-capped tips in the spring. Making love to you is like dancing on clouds. Your grotto holds me tightly in its grasp and there’s no escape.”

Lying back down on top of me, Miko slowly pulled herself forward and off my again throbbing member. Reaching around behind her she dragged my issue from her dripping hole to her back door, flung her head back flipping her hair again and grunted a deep “Uuuhh” as she pushed her finger inside her back door. Grabbing my slippery cock with conviction, Miko placed it to her nether hole and slowly slid herself down, easing me inside.

When the head slipped inside her, she hissed a huge intake of air and looking at me with passion said, “I give what I’ve never given anyone. Take me and make me yours.”

Being in her flaming white-hot ass piqued my passion and I flipped her over onto her back pulling her legs up to her chest. Looking down at her tightly stretched pink ring, I began to push slowly. Miko gave a guttural “Uuuhh!” and said, “God it’s so huge!”

I began to make thrusts of about two inches, gaining depth as I stroked onward. Miko began rocking her hips, winced and squeaked “Osoi, slow, go slow.”

I slowed up my thrusts and after about five minutes was completely inside her colon. Miko panted, “Omuko san, I feel your katana pressing my insides! It’s hard to breathe.”

She dropped her hand between her legs and felt her distended anal ring and as I moved in and out of her she split her fingers and placed them over the sides of my cock and felt our union as I stroked. She started to relax some and I began to make longer trusts, bottoming out deep inside her.

Miko began panting again and rocking her pelvis up as she bit her lower lip from the exertion. She tilted her head back, her chin in the air and looked at me with searing passion and bluntly asked, “Do you like me, Omuko san? Do you like fucking my ass?”

I returned her lusty look and said forcefully, “I love it! Your ass is so hot and tight, I’m gonna paint your insides with my fiery seed so full, you’ll be leaking for a week!”

We maintained intense eye contact as I began to pound into her forcefully. She matched me stroke for stroke and grunted each time I bottomed out. As my tempo increased so did her panting and she was soon looking at me with a floating gaze as she whined in rhythm “Yagate, yagate!”

“Here it comes!” I warned her.

I pushed hard deep inside her as if I was trying to crawl inside and howled out “Aaaaahhhhh!” and began spurting deep in her colon.

Miko gave a high-pitched squeal and began squirting also, spraying her emission like an arcing, jetted spray up and covering me with her release. After several minutes of aftershocks I let go of her ankles and slowly started to withdraw.

Miko’s once pink pucker was now a bright red, open and distended hole. She grunted and my emission ran from her like a faucet and onto the bed. I was panting so hard I grunted with each breath, my chest heaving.

I was delirious with passion for her and plunged my still-hard member back into her ass, driving in to the hilt in one thrust. Miko flinched and grunted a deep “Uuuuhhh!” then looked up at me in surprise.

She gave me a coy smile and began matching my thrusts with rhythmic pelvic thrusts and growled, “Take me, Omuko san, take me!”

I was running on pure adrenaline! I sank into her as far as I could get and just rocked looking up at the ceiling. The head of my dick was so sensitive that it burned. Miko began squeezing me on my withdrawals and I was soon over the edge again. Having given all I had to give long ago, I moaned a throaty groan as I dry spurted inside her with quick, stabbing jabs while I shuddered.

I don’t think she came but she tenderly rubbed my stomach as I flinched inside her with aftershocks. Now I felt like the victorious lion over his conquest. I started to fall so I rolled to my side and Miko quickly wrapped her arms around me and rolled with me. Sitting on top of me with her knees against my chest, she squeezed me slowly as I regained my composure.

Miko was panting also and I could feel her hot, moist breath on my throat. She kissed my neck sweetly and whispered “I’ve never felt so alive in all my life!”

I was panting too hard to speak so I gently rubbed up and down her back then cupped her tiny butt cheeks in my hands.

“God!” I gasped out, “What you do to me woman, I’ve never lost control like that! Are you alright?”

She hissed and said, “I’ll pay for it tomorrow, but yeah, I’m fine.”

I hugged her to me and kissed her forehead to which she replied, “Mmmmmm, now I’m yours.”

Still having trouble breathing, I gently nudged her to rise off of my chest. With a long hiss, Miko slowly rose, lifted herself off of my softening member and rolled onto her back next to me. I turned on my side and kissed her deeply. When I broke the kiss, I rolled off the bed and stood on shaky legs. I staggered to the bathroom, cleaned myself, warmed a cloth and returned to my bride.

When I returned, Miko had her left hand lying across her stomach and her forearm covering her face crying.

“What’s wrong, Miko?” I asked concerned.

“I feel so embarrassed that I peed the bed and all over you,” she answered from beneath her hidden face.

Rubbing her stomach lovingly I replied reassuringly, “You didn’t. That wasn’t pee. You ejaculated like a man does.”

“Oh, Sean,” Miko said in disbelief, “Surely you could come up with something better than that to say.”

“Look at me, Miko,” I asked firmly (She responded). “Some women do just that. It’s called female ejaculation or squirting. I thought it was just some stupid fallacy people dreamt up to sell porn but now that I’ve seen it, I know that it’s true.”

“Honest?” she asked still disbelieving, “You’re not making this up just to make me feel better are you?”

I chuckled, crossed my heart with my hand and answered, “Honestly. I tasted it and it surely wasn’t pee. It was an opaque milky white color and slippery like a man’s ejaculate.”

“God,” Miko replied astonished, “now I feel weird.”

I chuckled again and replied, “I don’t! I thought it was hot! There, see? No woman has ever squirted for me before, you really blasted off!”

Miko giggled, blushed and replied, “Nothing wrong with your thrusters is there?”

“Yeah,” I teased, “well your docking stations were a tight fit too!”

I asked her to grab her legs and pull up so I could clean her. As I gently wiped her, I could see her anus was an angry red and swollen. When I brushed the cloth across it she hissed. Looking at the damage, I softly said, “I’m sorry Miko for being so rough. I don’t know what came over me.”

Stroking my arm gently she assured me with, “There at the end, when you were rough, I never felt used or abused. I could feel your love for me even though you were overcome with passion; I admit I was consumed too but I felt safe. I’ve never felt such intense feelings before and did like you said and just let myself go.”

I crawled into bed next to her and enfolded her in my arms. Miko draped her leg over mine and reaching around behind herself, gingerly touched her back door.

Miko hissed and whined cutely, “My poor little poopy!”

“Want me to kiss it batter?” I asked chivalrously.

“Yeah,” she giggled, “kiss my poopy and make it better, please?”

With a groan, I turned and slid south to appease my new wife. I kissed her enflamed pucker and she cooed saying, “You’re so considerate.”

“It’s the least I could do,” I chuckled, “After painting your intestines.”

Miko slapped me and retorted, “Intestines hell, I think you filled my stomach from the wrong end: God you’re so big!”

Crawling back up and kissing her nose, I asked, “See, I told you it’d fit.”

“Tell my little poopy that,” Miko shot back.

“Well,” I said changing the subject, “I don’t know about you but I’m all fucked out!”

“Hmmm,” she sighed, “I have to admit, I’ve truly been ravaged and defiled. I just hope I can walk tomorrow.”

“I’ll go easy on ya tomorrow, okay?” I quipped.

“Well, don’t count this Bonsai Baby out,” Miko warned with a giggle, “I just might fool you.”

“Seriously though,” she added, “I never knew it could be this way. I’m so happy I had the courage to pursue you. I love you with my whole heart and soul, Sean. You’ve made all my dreams come true.”

“I love you too, Miko,” I confessed. “I can’t explain it. It’s like a serene love but with such fiery passion: it’s just indescribable!”

“Hold me, Omuko san,” Miko purred, “Let me dream sweet dreams of our love.”

“How do you say, “I love you wife” in Japanese?” I asked.

“Ai shi teru Kamisan,” she answered softly.

“Ai shi teru Kamisan, “I cooed softly in her ear.

“Ai shi teru Omuko san,” Miko replied.

Thank you “E”, an SOL reader, for the real life facts on female ejaculation.