Hello all, This will be my first story and ill have to change quite a few details in it to make it acceptable for this site, but keep in mind its quasi factual also. I wont let you all know exactly whats true or not, but theres is alot i wanna tell and this will be first of the series.
Lets start with the main supporting character Monica, she was 4 ft 8 in tall, around a 30 c cup size, slim but had lil belly fat, thighs were shaped just right, very toned calves, half japanese and half african american, pretty brown eyes that had golden speaks in them, brunette hair down to her mid back.
A little back story, I had moved to the state of washington, she lived in the house next door. She lived with her older brother and sister, and mother and younger brother, as was typical for japanese families at the time(they taught me this). I was half her age, and liked her alot. I was even given a japanese name by her family and included as one of them.
Main story start lol, I had woken up that day due to a nightmare. I had dreamed of being pushhed into water and drowning to death. I remember being in a cold sweat and feeling of water in my mouth. Terrified, I got up and went to bathroom to take a warm shower to start my day. Of course though, that did not help me much.
After my shower, I had put on a pair of blue jeans, boxers, and a t shirt to just sit outside for a while and just look at he view from back porch. I as living on middle of a hill top and was in a small community based on it. Believe it was called sunset gated community(not real name). Was nice as I had a willow tree in the back yard that stood on its own, marking the boundary for my yard.
As I sat there that morning, Monica called out to me about having a traditional dinner at her house. She knew I loved her mothers cooking and wanted to invite me. Well it was common for her to invite me for “snacks” and like, so I saw no issues with it.
When I arrived at her basement door, she called me “Anata” which I remember thinking was strange, and asked me to sit on couch with her downstairs. She was dressed in a white blouse, her bra was light pink with flowers on it, she had a tight pair of jeans on… She got the blanket we normally cuddled under and proceeded to change it to an anime she loved watching. We sat there for I would say 10-15 mins, before she put my hand on her heart.
Monica, at that point then asked me, “What do you think of marrying me today?”. I looked at her in shock, asked her what she meant by that. She then proceeded to tell me the history of her family, how they were Hiko Himes and chose their true husband. I just was wide eyed and studdered when I asked, “Why do you chose me?”. I was then told that it wasnt just her that chose me, but her older sister also… Saski also had chosen to oath herself to me.
I sat there, in a daze for I dont know how long, Looking at her eyes as she looked at me with a smile. “I I I I am unsurrre offf this”, was my response. To which she just told me to sit back and relax and watch more with her.
Saki comes out of her room about that time, smiles at me as she places a bowl with black ink in it, a knife, and a thick needle made of bamboo on the table. “Saki are you going to sit down with us to witness or go upstairs to make his first red bean rice bowl?” monica asked… To which Saki answered, “Mom said the red bean rice must be made soon before he gets oathed to, but you better hurry up as shes patiently waiting.”
I am sitting there amazed as saki is wearing a redish jacket dress like thing over her white blouse, and wooden sandels… She was absolutely eye catching and I stared at her for a long time. When she finally walked away, she looked back at monica and stated tomorrow was her day. To which I got confused and looked at monicas red face…
After saki went upstairs, Monica then pulled the blanket off herself. Looking in my eyes, she requested that she be able to cut the fingertip of my right index finger. To which I wasnt sure what was goin on, but allowed it anyways. She proceeded to cut the fingertip over the bowl of ink, and squeeze the blood out until there wasnt any more that could be as it clotted.
“Can you mix it with the bamboo needle as I go get the Hammer?” monica asked me, so I did as she asked as she went upstairs. She came back with a small jar of sake and two bowls… “Please pour me a sake anata.” So I had gotten used to being called Anata at the time, so I poured a small bowl of sake for her, and handed it to her. She drank, and proceeded to pour me a bowl and gave it to me to drink. I looked at her with a eyebrow up and asked why to drink sake… She stated that it was to celebrate our oath.
She then cut my left hand underneath the thumb stabbing it to carve a M in my hand, telling me that it was for me to always remember my first wife. As she was done, she used the blood from that in the ink bowl also. Then at a wierd moment, told me she will put my japanese name on her left wrist. She took the bamboo needle and dabbed it in the ink mixed with my blood. She then proceeded to etch my japanese name into her wrist.
After 2 or 3 hrs, saki came downstairs and washed my hands off, and took my clothes off me… giving me a goldish colored robe to wear, and told me to sit on the couch like that while I waited for my bride. I still am sitting there in a daze unknowningly to whats going on…
Monica comes to me, after wrapping her wrist up with gaze and changing clothes to a pure white long robe… sits next to me and rubs my lips. “I never knew it would hurt so much, but it will be worth it in the end” monica told me. She then licked her finger tip that was on my lip and asked me if I was ok… I asked her what was going on and she replied… “I am showing you how much you mean to me.”
She then removed her robe, revealing her naked body to me, causing me to be speachless. I grabbed her by back of head and started kissing her, like I never did before… pushing my tongue into her mouth as she moaned. Feeling her hard nipples stabbing into my chest, as she breathed in and out faster and faster.
After a while of kissing, we laid there with my robe open and hers completely off her. I looked at her beautiful body, she shaved her pussy for me that day, as you could see it was slightly still red… her lips were redish, glistening in the light, her clitoris was enlarged and glistening… I swollowed my spit and asked her “what was next?”.
She looked at me like I was a dummy and kissed me again pulling me towards her. “Whats next is you make me a woman and eat red bean rice in celebration of having a wife ya idgit” Monica answered me as she pulled my hips to hers… pulling my penis closer and closer to her opening. When I am resting right above her opening, she showed slight fear in her eyes and trebled her legs… “please dont hurt me too much, im scared” Monica told me.
She then pulled my penis head and shoves it inside her pussy with a finger at base of head, looking at my face as tears ran down her face and blood seeped down her legs… I was shocked and in agony that the woman I cared for was in so much pain… “Are you ok” I asked her, to which got a mixed whimper moan like sound and “just take it slow”…
Once I was inside her, I laid still for a while, waiting for her not to be in so much pain… She though ended up thrusting against my hips and moaning before I even knew what was going on. At the time, I really started moving my hips and pulling her down onto me, Saki shows up and says its time to stop and come eat… To which Monica pouts and then lets out a big moan and shakes underneath me. I am amazed and in shock… Saki looks at me, with a huge smile, and says “We will save the bowl for tomorrow, and you better give me one of those too when your inside me.” To which I look at her with a face full of shock and ask “what do you mean one of those?”
Saki then answers me, “YOU DUMMY !!! You just gave monica a huge orgasm from the core of her womanhood to opening, cant you tell by way shes acting shes in a daze from pleasure… tomorrow be my turn and I want 4 of those.” To which I am confused and in shock, trying figure out what the hell happened and why… as I am dragged upstairs to eat Red Bean Rice. Madori asked me at dinner, “when will my first grandchild be born?” and I fell outa my chair.