MY ASIAN HIGH SCHOOL WIFE, part 2: The first weeke

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MY ASIAN HIGH SCHOOL WIFE, part 2: The first weekeMy wedding night was not what I had imagined it would be. I was now married to an 18-year-old Japanese girl, half my age and still in high school. I had known her less than a month but saved her from her evil stepmum and bad home situation. I picked her up at school, drove her to city hall and after two brief but very intense romantic encounters, I dropped her off for her friend’s slumber party, her first one, which she really didn’t want to miss. I didn’t blame her but it meant I had to wait another day to have her to myself. I didn’t want to drive home and be by myself. All I could think about was Kana, my new wife. She was about five foot two, easily under 100 lbs., long straight black hair and a perfect face with alluring almond eyes, bigger lips and nose than a typical Japanese girl but tiny breasts and, as I had discovered for the first time tonight, rock hard nipples and a tiny little pussy that seemed to get very eagerly wet. I would do anything for this girl at the moment. I went shopping and bought her more stuff. Night gowns, satin and lace and also some comfortable ones. More jeans and shirts. I remembered her petite clothing size from the Friday before when I took her shopping. Some jewelry, but I really didn’t know what she needed. And perfume and purses. Always the best stuff. I would’ve gotten her shoes but I had no idea what size to get her. What size are my wife’s feet I wondered to myself. I spent a lot of time in the lingerie department, where I am sure I looked very creepy by myself, but I kept fantasizing about Kana in the different styles. A few times someone asked if I needed help and I said no thanks. How would that have sounded? Oh just looking for my wife, she’s at a slumber party tonight. Oh watching the k**s, huh? No ma’am, she’s one of the high school girls. You see, my wife is still in high school and we just got married tonight. Yikes, they would’ve had me thrown out. I stopped on the way home and bought all of the flowers that would fit in my car, then went home and brought all the stuff in, setting it up and arranging it for her. I stopped in her bathroom where I saw she had folded her school uniform neatly and then set her black patent leather school shoes next to the uniform, on the floor. I told myself I was just inspecting them to check the size, but then I imagined her sexy feet in those shoes and my lust for her exploded and I was soon smelling her shoe and rubbing it on my cock, and not long after that I was shamelessly doing the same with her uniform, the one I had watched her in for several weeks and wishing she would slowly take it off. I wound up jerking off using Kana’s school stocking and then blowing my load in her panties. I guiltily took her uniform to the washer but almost couldn’t bear to wash them. Until she got back tomorrow this was the only thing of hers that I had. I slammed the washer door and turned it on, disgusted with myself for being so hopelessly infatuated, then turned off all the lights and went to bed. I woke up three more times in the night and jerked off thinking of Kana. If I had known then what I know now, I would’ve stayed asleep and gotten some rest. I would need it. Kana called me at around noon the next day and asked very politely and respectfully if I could please come pick her up. I said I would be right there, and raced over to pick her up. She had no a new jeans and t-shirt outfit and her hair had been pulled up in a pony tail. She was smiling. I kissed her gently on the cheek and asked her if she had a good time. She told me they stayed up way too late but she was not tired. I asked her how the pizza was and she said it was delicious. I asked her if she was ready for lunch and she bowed her head and said she would make lunch for me. I laughed and said no, I’m going to take you out for lunch if you’re hungry. I leaned over and buried my lips in her neck and smelled her clean intoxicating smell. She didn’t pull away. I said Kana, you’re not going to be cooking or cleaning or working for a while. Just school and fun, okay? She smiled and nodded and we went to a burger place for lunch. We sat across from each other. She said she had rarely had any burgers or red meat. And not very many caffeinated, carbonated beverages. I ordered her a huge Coke but she could only drink a little. It was too sweet and too rich, and she ate like a bird. Still, I ordered us dessert just so she could be impressed with it and enjoy some new tastes. We left the restaurant and I said “now where to? Want to go shopping or see a movie?” She said no, just to your house. Our house, I corrected her, taking her arm. She didn’t say much on the way home. I took her inside and showed her all of the new stuff and the flowers. She bowed formally and thanked me but I couldn’t really tell what she was thinking. Oh and I uh washed your uniform too, I said, leaving out the part where I jerked off on her socks and panties. She was standing in her room now and I said “I’ll leave you alone for a while so you can have some time to yourself.” Kana looked at me and said “so you’re already tired of me?” I walked over to her and kissed her on the lips and gently pushed her back onto her bed. “Let me show you how tired of you I am,” I said as I ran my hands up sakarya escort and down her. She laughed with something like relief and pulled her shirt and bra up so I could kiss her breasts. She was already shoving her jeans down, no panties again, and I was soon inside her and pounding away at her little pussy for all it was worth as she shrieked out another air-raid loud orgasm. I pulled her into an embrace and we lay there for a while. I told her to check out her new iPad. I helped her get it set up as she leaned her head on my shoulder. I hooked up the keyboard and told her I thought she could run her webcam show at the desk over there. Oh you won’t be jealous if I do that? She asked. Why would I be jealous, I countered. That’s how we met, why would I want to stop you. I set her tablet up on the desk and made sure everything was working, then I kissed the back of her gorgeous neck. “Have fun with your friends a while, I’m going to do some stuff downstairs.” She smiled and said “oh but you’re my favorite friend on here you won’t be online.” I said “well maybe I’ll log on later too.” I paused and looked back at her and said: “You know I always had a fantasy you would strip for us.” She laughed shyly and almost whispered “I wanted to strip for you but I never had privacy to do it, I could get caught.” I reached down and cupped one tiny breast through the t-shirt. “Nobody to catch you now,” I said, kissing her ear. I went downstairs and fooled around with stuff for a while but there was really nothing I had to do and I really wanted to be with Kana but didn’t want to invade her privacy. So I got out my laptop and sat on the couch downstairs and logged on. There was my beautiful wife smiling and chatting. The usual horny dudes were complimenting her and saying how they liked the new outfit and asking to see her tits or her ass or telling her to dance or asking if she wanted to see their cock. She answered them all, a bit saucy but never filthy. She announced she had been married since yesterday. No one believed her. They asked her to prove it and she replied maybe soon. Then she said you can see the room is different and now I have a t-shirt and jeans, see? That proves nothing, a few guys said. Take off the shirt some other guys said. Kana just smiled and flirted with the in the same way that stole my heart. I typed: I would really like to see your beautiful Asian breasts! Kana smiled into the camera and I knew it was just for me as she replied: Probably later u will 🙂 That got everyone in the room into a frenzy. Kana stood up and walked away from the computer and when she came back she had on the pink halter top that I had bought for her last night. It was the most revealing thing she had ever worn on her webcam broadcast though it just showed a bit of cleavage. But it drove the men on there wild. After a few minutes of smiling and chatting she logged off and the screen went dark. I went upstairs to get a piece of ass. Her door was closed and I knocked softly. Kana, do you want to be alone? No, come in, she said. The room was dark. Where are you? I asked. “On the bed,” Kana said, “waiting for you.” She was completely naked, lying on top of the sheets. I soon had her legs spread and licking and fingering her pussy as I rubbed my cock against one of her angel-soft feet. Got to remember to ask her what size her feet are later I said to myself. I moved my mouth up her body until our lips met and her mouth was wide-open and wet and her tongue met mine as we started to fuck. We didn’t stop for a long time. When I opened my eyes it was two hours later. Kana was gone. I found her downstairs and was happy to see she had made herself at home. She had the TV on and had the cover off the hot tub. She was wearing her new swim suit and smiling happily. She didn’t see me watching her at first. I said “It’s true, you Japanese really love a bath huh?” She smiled and waved. “Oh yes it’s very nice.” I said “you know if you turn this switch on the wall you get bubbles.” She laughed and clapped her hands as the bubbles and jets sprang to life. I told her to hang on, don’t go anywhere. I found a dozen candles and set them around the hot tub and lit them, then dimmed all the other lights. I dug out my swim suit and asked if I could join her. She scooted over, suggesting I should sit next to her, but instead I sat across from her and picked up one of her little feet and began massaging it. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. “You know,” I said, feeling up her legs, “I never did yet see your beautiful Asian breasts that you said you were going to show me on chat.” She giggled and looked down at the water. “Well maybe I am a little shy.” “Maybe,” I said, running my hand up and down her calf, “but I don’t think so. I think you want to show me.” Her porcelain skin got a blush to it as I said that, but she reached up to the straps on the suit and slowly lowered them, but then teasingly slid down under the water. I pushed back on her foot, trying to force her back up but she slid further down in the water. Fine I said, laughing, be that way. I smiled at her and closed my eyes. After a couple of minutes I felt her move and she was pushing down the swimsuit, then lifted it up to show me. Fair is fair, I thought, and I took mine off. “So here we are naked,” escort sakarya I told her, trying to make her blush. She started to sit up and I watched, eyes riveted as she started to rise out of the water, but at the last second she turned her back to me and laughed. “You little tease!” I scolded her as she giggled. I moved behind her to rub her back and shoulders, but soon my fingers were creeping around for a feel of her. “Do I even get a peek?” I begged, “it’s pretty dark in here anyway, you know.” But she played hard to get until I nuzzled up closer to her and now my cock was rubbing against her bare hip under the water and getting stiff fast. I suddenly wanted her from behind in the worst way. I was kissing the nape of her neck and trying to lift her up in the water. She didn’t know what to do and I realized it was a new position for her. She started to climb up out of the water but I pulled her back then moved her legs apart. She gasped as she felt my cock between her legs, my hand reaching around to grab her mound and guide it inside her. She liked doggie style, to say the least. She wound up gripping the outer edge of the hot tub, her knees balanced on the edge as I stood up behind her, gripping her hips with one hand as she yelped and moaned in her high pitched voice. Kana’s orgasms reminded me of a friend I had who always wanted to play the car radio disrespectfully loud. I filled that little Japanese slit for a third time that day and my cock felt a little raw as I pulled out of her. She climbed out of the hot tub and grabbed her towel and went upstairs. By the time I was out and toweling off she was back, towel pulled tight around her. I was amazed to find I already wanted her again. “I forgot something,” Kana said. “What?” I asked her. And she dropped her towel and let me have a good long look at her small tits. “Thank you,” I said. “You’re welcome,” she said, bowing and smiling sweetly. I amazed Kana that first night by making dinner for her. Just salad and some fruit, but I think she was thrilled she didn’t have to cook it herself. She helped me clear away the dinner. It was almost 11 pm by the time we were done. The girl was very easy to talk to and had a good sense of humor. And she laughed at my jokes. It was going pretty well! Kana went upstairs to her room to shower and I decided to get ready for bed. I smelled her new perfume before I saw her. She walked into my bedroom…technically our bedroom I guessed. She was wearing the white lace night gown that I bought for her last night. I realized now that she had it on that it resembled a bridal dress, a pearlescent white with plenty of lace but much lighter and tight fitting than any wedding dress. And plenty see-through around the nipples. The fabric played gently against her waist and my eyes strained to see the slight pubic hair on her mound. She looked like a virgin bride and no one would’ve guessed her little pussy had been filled at least five times in just over 24 hours. I could almost hear the raw flesh of my cock groan as it stiffened for her again. She got on my bed and lay on her back. She smelled like heaven. I pushed and pulled at the night gown until I had kissed every inch of her, then I pulled it off and fucked her again. How many times was this today? I couldn’t remember. There was the hot tub, and her bed twice and … I powered through, I’m not sure how long or how many times she came but my cock felt like it was on fire before we were done and she seemed insatiable. I don’t even remember falling asleep but I opened my eyes and it was dark. Kana was sitting up in bed next to me and the sheet had been pulled down. She was wearing her night gown again. The clock said 4:06. “I want to show you what my cousin taught me” she said, and she leaned over and let a long string of spit spill onto my cock. I noticed for the first time what a wide tongue she had for such a small face. I steeled myself for the thrill of Kana’s lips on my cock but that’s not what happened. Instead her small fingers closed over the shaft which she began stroking. She was doing a pretty good job for a newbie. Her cousin must’ve taught her well. I didn’t say that, I just said “that feels great” as I felt myself getting hard again. I closed my eyes as she rubbed my cock, cursing myself because I just wanted to go to sleep and I was missing out on the enjoyment of an 18 year old Japanese girl giving me a hand job. I prayed that I would cum before the skin on my dick wore off. With the allure of Kana and her fairly expert technique, I had nothing to fear. I felt my cum erupt over her fist as she jerked my cock faster and kept doing it for just the right time. “Wow,” I said, pulling off my t-shirt and wiping at the cum on my stomach. How did I have any left? “You are really good at that” I told her and squeezed her hand appreciatively and pulled her down with me to go to sleep. No chance. Kana tried to hold still but she kept writhing in bed and trying not to grind against me. Finally I slid my hand down her body and under her night gown. No panties of course. I slid a finger inside her and she immediately gave a long moan of gratitude as I slowly moved my finger in and out. I groggily fingered my new horny wife, slowly. But soon she was pushing against me and urging me faster sakarya escort bayan with her body. Then she was on her back and I was between her spread legs jackrabbiting her pussy with my middle finger and rubbing her clit with my thumb. I watched amazed in the moonlight as she reached down and pulled her ankles all the way up to her ears, then pushed her legs straight out at 90 degrees, a loud squeal of cumming so hard it sounded like it hurt. She held her legs straight out like that and thrust her hips riding my finger for a full five minutes, non stop, before she finally slowed down and let her legs drop to the mattress. All I could think to ask was: “Did you used to do gymnastics?” “Ice skating,” Kana said, “every Saturday for 14 years.” “Of course,” I said, “should’ve guessed.” “Well, every Saturday before today,” she corrected, with a smile. She curled up against me, purring like a cat. “I can take you to ice skate next Saturday if you want, unless your stepmom or somebody would ….” but Kana said “Thanks but no way,” and then she shut her eyes and went to sleep. * * *And so it went almost every day after that for six weeks. We fucked every day like…well, like newlyweds. I thought of this as I drove back from dropping Kana off at school. It was 1 pm and we had already fucked twice. When she got home from school she would throw her books on the floor and we would usually fuck right there in the entry hall or the kitchen if we got that far. She knew how hot that school outfit made me. She would do homework and chat with her friends and then we would usually get it on either before or after dinner, or sometimes both, either in the hot tub or on the couch. Then around bed time we would be tired but then being so close to each other one of us, usually her, would wind up making a move and we would fuck yet again before dropping off to sleep. If we didn’t, one of us would wake up. In fact, if Kana ever went to sleep without getting off I would wake up later that night with her sitting over me, waiting for me to wake up. The thing is I was always ready for her. Mentally she was the most amazing, exciting thing that had ever happened to me. But she was destroying my cock. At age 38 men want the idea of a woman and want to jerk off most days, but fucking every day, let alone four or five times a day. How long could I keep going? But when I got home I looked at the clock. Three more hours till Kana would get home. Work was slow, I had nothing to do. I got out my phone and looked at some pictures I took of her that morning in her school uni. I was getting hard thinking about her. She was sitting in class right now and some guy was drooling over her, and I knew she had no panties on because there they were by the couch where she left them after we fucked at lunch. I grabbed her panties and started jerking off with them, thinking about if she opened her legs and someone, maybe a teacher even older than me, looked between her legs and saw that priceless, perfect Japanese quim. What if Kana wanted him to see? It would be easy to arrange. I imagined Kana opening her legs just wide enough and knowing when the teacher saw and what he saw because he would stop mid sentence. He would dismiss class a few minutes early and then drop by the teacher’s lounge and rub one out to Kana the Japanese girl whose pussy he had just caught a glimpse. Because there was probably no hotter girl in the school than Kana because everyone knew she was married and probably getting railed every night. The thought of her teasing strange men made me blow my load into Kana’s panties. I went upstairs to take a nap.Kana got home at 4:35. She tossed her books on the floor and leaned up against the wall, lifting her skirt. “Lookie, I forgot my panties again.” I got down on the floor like a worm and licked her black leather school girl shoe. She giggled and told me to aim a little higher. I kissed her stockinged legs, her knees, her thighs, until she grabbed me by the ears and forced my face up against her pussy. She bent one knee and slid it up the wall as I licked her wet lips. Her head leaned back and she licked her other set of lips. In another few minutes her hands were up against the wall and ass pushed out at me as I banged her little Japanese pussy from behind and she was thrusting back hard at me, her loud moans echoing through the entry hall and probably out into the front yard for all the neighbors to hear. I didn’t care at the moment. I grabbed her hair, pulled back today in two pony tails, and pushed my face into the back of her neck as I shot my wad. Kana slowly slid to the ground on her knees and picked up her books and went to go study. I went to check on her in her room a couple of hours later. Homework done she was chatting with friends, wearing her favorite pink tank top that I had bought for her, teasing all of the men who were probably there just to look at her. I rubbed her shoulders and saw messages pop up saying “take it off” and “show us her tits” and “fuck on cam.” I kissed the back of her head and said “you know you should give them a little something once in a while, you drive us all crazy.” Kana answered a few messages as she always did, never prudish but never giving in either. Pure flirtation. She leaned up to kiss me and made sure a little tongue was protruding knowing it would be seen on the webcam. “Maybe I will some day,” she said, ‘but you know I am really shy.” I laughed at that. “Shy about some things, I guess, if you say so.” I left her admirers to be tortured.TO BE CONTINUED . . . .

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