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MY ASIAN HIGH SCHOOL WIFE, part 1
Inspired by this video (you may have to be his friend to view but it’s a great page and worth it for this video alone): https://xhamster.com/movies/7245414/my_wife_is_an_18-year-old_school_girl_kana.html
It was almost noon and I was finishing the last of the morning coffee when I heard feet on the steps and someone out of breath. She stood there in the living room, a petite Japanese girl in a high school uniform. My wife.
I said, “you know if you would learn to drive you wouldn’t have to run the half mile home from school ever day at lunch.” Seniors were allowed to leave campus for lunch and even though I had a car for her she couldn’t drive by herself yet. “Want a sandwich?” I asked her.
“Not hungry,” she said and sat down next to me on the couch, her slender legs in black stockings swinging back and forth. “I got written up in science class for not paying attention,” she said.
“That sucks,” I said. “Just a few more months and it will be over with.”
“Yeah,” she said, “I can’t wait.” She slid closer to me on the couch and leaned up for a kiss. She weighed under 100 lbs. and was half a foot shorter than me easily. I kissed her and her lips opened for a deeper one. “Know what I was thinking about in Science class?” She asked. “I was getting soooo wet thinking of coming home so you could lick my pussy.” She was lifting the red plaid skirt and showing me her white silk panties. My hand ran up her perfect thigh and across her mound and she let out a little gasp. In another few seconds her legs were spread on the couch and I was licking the insides of her thighs and she was writhing and moaning appreciatively. I made her wait a few seconds as I instead reached up and pulled at the school tie to loosen it and unbuttoned the blouse, reaching in for a nipple. Her small breast slid out and I pinched the hard nipple between my fingers.
I remembered how I met her, a few months before. I was cruising social media sites for hot Asian women and found this web cam of a completely innocent looking Asian girl. She caught my eye because we lived in the same town and then when I saw her, her beauty captivated me. She mostly just sat there looking sweet in her school uniform deftly replying to perverse comments from guys watching her. Every once in a while a sour-faced parent would pop his or her head in the room but they noticed nothing out of the ordinary. Sometimes she would suck on the end of her pencil meaningfully. She was good at chatting, never nasty but always suggestive enough to keep you on edge. Now and then she would loosen a button on her school blouse and it would make me drool, wanting to see more. I was a regular in her broadcast room and I tried to separate myself from her other admirers by making her laugh and being complimentary but respectful. The third or fourth time I was on there her school friends were posting messages and congratulating her on her 18th but she was sadly replying to every one that her parents were not giving her a party and she had to go to bed at 9 pm as usual. Well oops but the good news she was 18 NOW. I do freelance work so I have a lot of spare time and a lot of spare money but what I needed was some hot Asian pussy nearby and this seemed like the one for me.
I caught her luckily one day when no one else was on and she seemed to recognize me from other comments. I started asking her about her situation. She hated her parents and could not wait to leave. Her step mom, she pointed out, the real one having died long ago, was horrible to her and made life a living hell. Honorable padre not much better. She had no privacy, no chance to ever go out with friends. No jeans, no fast food, none of the stuff other k**s got. Had to study constantly, violin practice three times a week, had to clean the house and cook all the meals. It seemed pretty harsh and not just the usual teenage complaining. I pointed out that she was 18 and could move out but she sadly replied no money, no car, no way. And even if you were 18 you had to have a guardian for lots of stuff at school. That’s no fair I told her. You should try to get emancipated. No, she said, still no money so why bother, and besides it would take too long. She wanted to get out in time to go to her friend’s sleepover and that was in a month but her parents said no. I expressed my deep sympathy. But how come you don’t want to cyber like all the other guys? She asked. Don’t you like me? On the contrary, I said, you are one of the hottest women I have seen in these parts in years! She blushed and said I was too sweet. Just being honest, I replied, but tell me about all the guys you cyber with. She said she really can’t cyber much on the internet because her step never leaves the house and pops in her room unexpectedly at any second. Oh that’s too bad, I said, I wish I could take you away from all that, maybe on a nice island vacation, just the two of us, if that’s not too forward. Mmm that sounds nice she said. Yeah but I’m twice your age, is that weird? She replied: “If UR cute I don’t care :)”. Ever made it with an older guy? I asked. No she replied, unless you counted her older cousin who used to finger her when she came over to his house. I got hard instantly as she typed “he used to finger me when I came over to his house.” “Wow” was all I could think to type in reply. She added: “And my old boyfriend we did it a couple of times but he was terrible :((((” She frowned at the camera as she typed this. Don’t be too harsh on him, I said, you are probably way too hot for him to handle, but we old guys have a bit more stamina. “Oh that is good to hear :)” she typed and a new look spread over her face, but then her creepy stepmum’s head poked into the room and her image vanished from the screen. A few hours later she logged back on and apologized for vanishing. I said I understood and wished there was some way to help her. No, it’s hopeless, she replied, I would try anything. Hey, I joked, you’re 18 we could get married. She didn’t reply for a few seconds so I said hey I was just k**ding hope I didn’t offend you or creep you out. Her reply was surprising: Oh too bad I thought maybe it was a serious proposal. Wait a minute I typed back, I would seriously marry you, that would be a good thing for both of us. But you don’t even know me, she replied. I said can we meet and see if we like each other? She gave me her name, Kana, and said the earliest she could get away was that Friday at a coffee shop near school. Her school was pretty close to my house.
I got there early and saw her the second she walked in. She was breathtaking. Asian women in videos are hot enough but it’s another thing altogether in person. I said “excuse me is your name Kana, are you here to meet someone?” She looked at me and said yeah but it’s an older guy. I laughed and said no, it’s me I just look young for my age. She smiled and sat with me. She didn’t drink coffee. I found I could talk to her just as well in real life as I could on the chat and she was soon relaxed and laughing. I said so what do you think, want to get married? She got serious and cocked her head. “I hate being controlled.” I said then don’t worry if you marry me you can do whatever the hell you want. Go to bed any time you want, go out with friends, you don’t even have to clean house or make dinner, I’m used to doing that stuff for myself.” Her eyes got big and she said “really?” Really I said. “But,” she said, “I am pretty young to get married.” I agree I said, crazy young, but look at me as a starter husband. As soon as you’re done with school or college or whatever and you’re ready to go out on your own, we can split up if you want, no pressure? Really? Oh wow? She said. I’ll give you that in writing if you want. Starter husband she repeated. Hmmm, can I think about it? She asked. Of course, I said, offer is good for as long as you need to consider it. You are pretty cute she told me and my head swam. And you look like the princess of heaven, I told her. Want a ride home? I asked. Oh I would get in trouble if they saw me in a man’s car, Kana said, and I have to be home by 7 so I better go. I watched her beautiful ass and legs as she exited the coffee shop, wondering if I would ever find out what was underneath that skirt.
When I got home half an hour later there was an email from Kana waiting for me. It said: Yes! I logged on and went to her site. She was on there and as soon as she saw me enter the room she threw everyone else out and went into private. Yes for real? I asked her. Yes, she typed back. Awesome, I said. I’ll pick you up if you can get away next Friday, I’ll buy you whatever you need and we can get the marriage license. It takes about ten days so maybe we could get married the Friday after that. Sure, Kana replied, if I can still go to my friend’s sleepover after that. It’s that Friday. No problem I said. We can go to Paris for our honeymoon on your Spring Break. Oh but I want to go to Florida with my friends for Spring Break, I never got to go. No problem, I replied, we’ll go on a honeymoon this summer if you want. But, Kana said, maybe you could come with us to Florida? Sure, I said, feeling a little better about her intentions. I was swooning over the sight of her, still wearing her school blouse and tie, brushing her long, straight black hair. I told her thank you for accepting my proposal and I was looking forward to seeing her next Friday. She put the brush down and typed: “So I have one last question if it’s okay?” Fire away, I replied. “If we are getting married then we will have sex?” My heart jumped into my throat and froze. What was the safe answer? I replied honestly: “Well I had sort of hoped so 🙂 If you would be interested?” I waited for her reply. I couldn’t read her face. Then she typed: Yes that is good. She started to unfasten her school tie and undid one button. Then a second, and a third. “Yes I would like to have a lot of sex :)” Kana typed as she undid the fourth button and I saw the top of her bra, just as the door opened and the scowl of her stepmum and the camera went dark. . . ..
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. . . . .I thought of how manic the first sight of that bra had sent me, only six weeks ago, as now my fingers twisted and pinched that nipple and licked between her thighs. I pulled her panties off and thrust my tongue into her wet and practically hairless pussy. She moaned loud enough that the mailman would hear if he were passing by. I ate Kana’s pussy until she came twice and then her stockinged legs collapsed onto my shoulders. I looked up from between her legs at the clock and said “you’re going to be late, I’ll drive you back to school.” “Okay,” Kana said, then she leaned forward and pulled at the band of my pants, “but if you are driving me we have a few more minutes.” She turned onto her knees, forearms on the back of the couch as I climbed out of my pants and got behind her. She was peeking between the blinds as I started working my cock between her tight Japanese pussy. “Oh there goes Katie and Mike,” she said and actually pushed the blinds apart to wave at them as I was fucking her. I pounded her from behind as fast and hard as I could, trying to get off fast so she wouldn’t be late. She gripped the edge of the couch and started bouncing on my cock, on the edge of cumming again. You’re gonna be late I told her, you’ve been late three times since last week and if . . .” But Kana started screaming. She was a screamer and it took her a while to stop. She turned around, sank into the couch and took my cock deep in her mouth, the pussy juice covering her face as she sucked me off. I tried to grab the back of her head without mussing her hair up too much. In a few seconds I was shooting my load in her mouth and she guided it onto her tongue, sucked the rest off and then wiped her mouth on my t-shirt. She was still buttoning her blouse and arranging her hair as we backed out of the driveway, a satisfied grin on her face. As I dropped her off at the door of the school I watched her perfect legs and ass, and I wasn’t the only one. I watched four or five guys stop in their tracks to watch her. By now the rumor that Kana had gotten herself married had pretty much been confirmed, so I knew a lot of those guys spent lots of their time in class looking her up and down and imagining her getting fucked by her husband at night. I wondered if they knew she had just been at home getting her pussy eaten and then pounded, and finishing by taking a load of cum.
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The second time I saw Kana I picked her up at the coffee shop. You have a nice car, she said, checking out the fairly new Lexus. We have a nice car, you mean, I told her. If we get married it’s going to be yours you know. Oh wow, but I can’t drive, Kana said. I’ll teach you, I told her. And wait until you see the sports car. I took her shopping at the mall. When we pulled into the parking lot she got excited and said “wow we are going to the mall?” Yeah, I said is that okay? Yeah, she said, I never got to shop there. I told her she could have whatever she wanted. I thought she would go crazy like any 18-year-old would, but she really didn’t. A few pairs of jeans, she said she never had any before, some canvas sport shoes and a swim suit. I got rock hard when she came out in the navy one piece and I got a glimpse of her bare legs and thighs. Was I really about to marry this incredibly perfect looking piece of ass? I asked her if she wanted a wedding dress? I had the marriage license handled and we were going to do a quick ceremony at city hall. She said she didn’t want a dress. I told her to wear whatever she wanted. She said that since she would be coming straight from school and her friend’s party was at 8 p.m. We didn’t have much time. I said whatever she wanted, I would make sure she didn’t miss her friend’s party. She said this is amazing, getting married, getting out of my house and getting my first slumber party all in one night! I took her hand as we walked out to the car. I told her she could’ve bought some more stuff but she really didn’t seem to want it. It was only about 6:15 so I asked her if she wanted to swing by my . . .our . . .house to check it out and drop off her stuff. She said sure but she couldn’t be home after 7 or she would get punished. Her almond eyes got almost round when she saw the nice house, big new kitchen and all the space. I took her upstairs and showed her what I had been working on that week. I opened the door and showed her her own room. I got her a big bed and fancy sheets. I told her sorry, still putting together a desk for you, pointing to the half built furniture in the corner. I tossed the bags of clothes on the bed and pointed out the 3-way mirror I had delivered and the iPad and iPhone for her, still in their boxes, and the big-ass TV that was all hers, and told her if she wanted anything else she just had to let me know and I would have it ready for next week. She said thank you shyly and asked where the light was. I showed her the light switch. She went over to the switch and turned it off. The digital clock by her bed said 6:37 but the room was otherwise pitch dark. “I wonder,” Kana said, “can we have sex”? “Sure” I said, “I am looking forward to it.” “I mean now,” she said. I took three steps in the direction of her voice and her hand was reaching out for me. I kissed her for the first time and her lips were open and wet. Her hand guided mine under her skirt. I wished I could’ve seen but it was pitch black. “You’re not wearing any panties,” I told her. “Sometimes I don’t,” Kana replied. “So,” she persisted, “can we”? She was fumbling at my belt and I started helping her as I talked. “But you have to be home in 23 minutes don’t you?” “Just quick this first time,” Kana pleaded and I had my rock hard shaft clear of my pants and underwear by then. She was pulling me across the room and we hit the bed and fell on it, then she was rolling sideways and pulling me on top of her, swinging a leg over my hip and grabbing for my cock. “Are you you know, do you have protection?” I stuttered “I got the pill from school” Kana said, still trying to arrange herself. “Are you sure it’s a good idea” I asked, stalling for time to try and catch up to the situation. She almost forced herself on me at that point and that was how we did it the first time. She was yanking at my clothes and pulling me on top of her, urging me inside her and already starting to moan as her legs spread wide. 6:39 and I was humping her little Japanese pussy for all I was worth. She grabbed my hair with both fists and came shriekingly loud at 6:40 and at 6:41 I dumped what felt like half a pint of cum inside her. By 6:45 we were back downstairs and I was holding the door for her to get in the car. By 6:53 I stopped around the corner from her house and she kissed me goodbye. “Oh yeah,” I said, “one last thing,” and I slipped an expensive ring on her finger. She looked at it in the car light and saw the diamond sparkle. “Don’t forget to hide that before you get inside I told her.” She nodded and kissed me again. I felt like my heart and soul went with her as she left.
The next week was the longest week of my life. I kept thinking she would back out or her parents would find out and do … something to stop her from escaping from them. But we chatted on Thursday night and she said how excited she was and I agreed to pick her up at school. I realized in the week I had to think about her that I hadn’t seen or felt her tits when we had our quick fuck that Friday night. I hoped on Thursday she would show me something but she didn’t. She looked nervous, kept looking over her shoulder. On Friday she was waiting outside the school with a group of girls as I drove up. She introduced me to her girlfriends who seemed to know the plan. They were giggling and looking at me curiously. I promised them I would have Kana dropped off at their party by 8 that night. See you then … Mrs. Kana one of them laughed and blew us both a kiss. City Hall was just a long wait. We got some strange looks since she was still in her high school uniform. Actually that was about the hottest wedding dress that I could have personally wished for. I got the stare of death from some older women and the bailiff checked Kana’s school ID three times but she was definitely 18 and the license was in perfect order. I gave her a chaste kiss on the lips as they finished the ceremony and by 5 o’clock we walked out hand in hand with a signed marriage certificate. I bought her a $10 bouquet from the people who set up a cart outside city hall for that occasion and we were back at my house by 5:20. We got her iPhone set up and she made a call to her parents and said goodbye forever, and she seemed to get great joy from that. When she hung up she was grinning ear to ear and told me “I can’t believe it, I’m free!” Then I asked her if she wanted to be left alone in her new room for a while. Not yet, Kana said and held out her arms. I pulled her close to me and kissed her. I laid her down on the bed and ran my fingers all up and down her body, especially her beautiful long slender legs. I started kissing her thighs and she moaned with pleasure. She unbuttoned her blouse and let me push down the bra to see her small Japanese breasts with the dark hard nipples. “I wonder,” I asked her as I kissed her inner thigh, “did your cousin ever do this”? I slipped her panties off and she tried to shyly cover up her pussy, but I brushed her hand away and started licking her pussy. It was kind of an “innie,” a puffy outer lips that spread to show a nice clitty hood and actually good sized clit. As I licked it with the tip of my tongue she grabbed the back of my head and soon had her legs wrapped around my neck. Twenty minutes later she said “don’t stop yet.” I gave her another 15 minutes and then stood up and took off my pants. I had my cock inside her very wet Japanese pussy 10 seconds later and she was soon cumming almost embarrassingly loud. At 6:20 I rolled off of her, trying to catch my breath as she looked down curiously at my cock. I showed her the silk robe I bought for her and how to use the shower, her own personal shower in her attached bathroom. She had never had much privacy in the bathroom before but I told her that was all about to change.
I went downstairs and waited. Kana came down almost half an hour later in the new jeans and t-shirt and sport shoes. She smiled and said “I never had an outfit like this before.” I went up to her and kissed her and said “glad you have one now, I packed you an overnight bag, it’s over there.” She went over and picked up the bag and said “oh wow you think of everything.” I smiled proudly. “What’s this,” Kana asked, pointing to the big covered piece of furniture the bag sat on. “Oh that’s a hot tub,” I said, “we’ll have to check it out later this weekend. There’s a pool out back for when the weather gets warm enough.” Kana frowned. “I have something I need to tell you,” she said. Uh oh I thought, here it comes . . . . “I can’t swim.” I laughed, relieved. “No problem,” I said, “I’ll teach you. Want to grab something to eat before I drive you to the party?” Kana said “oh no we are going to order pizza. My first time,” she said nodding in an adorable and mysterious way. “Oh yeah that reminds me,” I said and handed her her wallet and showed her the credit cards. “I don’t know how to use one,” she said. Oh. “Don’t worry then,” I told her and opened the other section of the wallet, “use the cash. Treat your friends, it’s your wedding night after all.” She looked impressed and the thick stack of bills in the wallet. I handed it to her and kissed her forehead. She leaned up and I kissed her on the mouth. She put some tongue into the next kiss and then we were leaning up against the hot tub. Pretty soon her shirt was off and her hand was down the front of my pants. I picked her up and carried her to the nearest couch and pulled her shoes off and then her jeans. “No panties again,” I said laughing. “I don’t like to wear,” Kana said as I slipped my middle finger inside her hole. It was a tiny hole but very wet. I thumbed her clit and she bit back a shrill noise and spread her legs. I stumbled away and put on the stereo, turned it up loud. I had the feeling that every time I fucked her I was going to have to worry about somebody calling the cops about the noise. She was turning sideways on the couch and then I was on top of her and inside of her. She came again, drowning out the stereo, and then I deposited what felt like another quart of cum in her little Japanese hole. I wasn’t sure how it all fit in there but I assumed it was a very tight seal. She stood up and pulled her pants back on, shoved her feet into her new shoes, found her shirt, and we went out to the garage. She saw the red M3 and I asked her if she wanted to go in that one. She just stared at the car in silent admiration. I held the door for her and she got in and we pulled up at her friend’s house, as promised, at 8 pm sharp. Kana looked at me with her irresistible almond eyes and said “it is funny, I never got to stay out so late and for the first time I get to but, I wish a little bit that I could stay in with you.” I said “that’s sweet, you’re a very sweet wife” and kissed her cheek, “but I will be here tomorrow.” Her friends were coming out to see her. She asked me “what time do I have to come home tomorrow?” I laughed and put my hand on her knee and said “any time you feel like it, just give me a call.” I closed my hand around her new iPhone and gave her one last kiss. Her friends were leaning in the car looking at it and at me and at the big-ass rock on her finger. She seemed to like the attention. Her friends were asking about the car and if they could go for a ride with me. Kana lashed out at them a little jealously and I felt a bit of pride in her. I watched my new wife as she went into the house with her high school friends. She turned and blew me a kiss as I drove away.
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