by Writing Shark
Your wife presents her tight surprise
It’s early in the evening, Hellen and Gemma are just clearing the table after serving their family dinner, and you’re in the shower. You feel a calm anticipation. Hellen has asked your permission to present her surprise to you today.
After you come downstairs freshly showered, your beloved wife is waiting for you at the foot of the stairs.
“The girls don’t know anything yet” she whispers in your ear. “But I’ve been gathering some information and making some phone calls.” You look at her, Hellen seems like an overzealous schoolgirl, eager to please you. She chews her lower lip, looking young and carefree. “If you don’t like it, I’ll submit to your punishment willingly.” You pull her close and kiss her on the forehead.
“I know you will.” Then the doorbell rings.
“Alice darling, will you open?” says her mother, and after you agree, your daughter complies with her subordinate’s wish.
Curious, Alice goes to the door. The cottage is secluded and no one else disturbs the family happiness up here.
“Hello?” she greets, then blinks in confusion.
“Who you?” A young Japanese girl in a long winter jacket stands in front of Alice.
“Uh… Alice… And who are you…”
“Take baggage.” The girl points to a large suitcase next to her feet, then pushes past the girl into the house.
Your eyes grow wide.
“Surprise honey,” your wife says, hugging you.
“Miko?” you ask, dumbfounded.
(Special appearance from Kim So-Hyun and a big Thank you to jabberwock80 for finding and recommending this model).
“Greetings James-sama” the girl says in broken English and bows. Behind her, Alice is dragging the big black suitcase with both hands. “Dad who is this?” asks Elise.
“Who this?” asks Miko. You have to grin. There’s only one reason your wife ordered your personal whore for you.
“This is my daughter,” you say with a smile. “My newest daughter.” Miko looks at the girls in the room.
“Wife… daughter… daughter… daughter…” she turns to you and brushes off her jacket. A light white dress is revealed underneath. “You say only two daughter? Why three?”
“Plans change,” you say, and Miko gives you a dirty grin. Behind you, Hellen clears her throat.
“Honey, may I?” You nod and Hellen steps forward while Alice and Gemma rise from the table and step to your side. Hellen steps up next to Miko while Elise looks on in amazement. “Mikos, this is Elise, this is Alice. They are the good daughters.” Miko pays no attention to either of them and her uncaring eyes turn to Gemma who clings to your side.
“You naughty daughter,” she says without emotion. Gemma looks up at you fearfully but Hellen grabs her arm tenderly. Under your gaze as well as the gaze of her well-behaved daughters, she pulls her little angel next to her. Gemma allows herself to be led without protest and to be brought to her knees in front of the strange girl.
“You are here because of me and Gemma” Hellen explains and gets on her knees as well. Miko still smiles and signals to the other girls.
“Alice and Elise good daughters. You help.”
“Help? With what?” Elise is overwhelmed but you take matters into your own hands now. The young Asian girl makes your blood rush through your veins and you step up next to your newest daughter.
“Do as Miko tells you” you command and while Elise looks at you questioningly Alice is already nodding. “She will not ask anything of you that goes against me.”
“Good,” Miko says firmly, pointing at the two of them. “You take baggage.” Then she approaches you. She’s even smaller than Alice and you just lift her off her feet as the teenage Hooker kisses you intimately on the mouth. “You want fucky fucky in bedroom or where?”
“Bedroom,” you say while still holding her. In your arms Miko turns to Alice and Elise.
“You take baggage upstairs. Bedroom. Fucky fucky there. Now.” Your daughters look to you one last time, then follow the new girl’s orders. “You miss little Miko?” she asks you with a bright but somewhat dirty smile, expecting you to put her back on the floor. Then she squeals happily as you take her in your arms and kiss her on the mouth.
“You are my favorite whore.”
“You miss little chitsu of Miko. Little… p…”
“Your tight little pussy,” you grin. “Little chitsu, yes.”
Another kiss. Miko is so light you can hold her with one of your strong arms like a toddler while your other hand unbuttons her dress with skilled and determined moves.
Every time your company sends you to Japan, which is often given the tensions in the region, you order little Miko and fuck her from one room of the house to the other. You like that she looks like a child, you like that she fucks as vulgar as a whore, and you like that she could be your daughter.
Now that you’ve conquered Alice and Elise, and Gemma will soon follow, you were worried you wouldn’t get the wet, warm tightness of Miko so often anymore. And you love Hellen so much for her loyalty and the newfound trust that she is your wife that you would forgo the many fuck positions that Miko offers you.
But you also have a place for the little dirty schoolgirl in your heart (at least Miko claims to still go to school), and your money helps her. Of course she gets money from you, you are a man with principles. But Miko had to realize in her first lesson with you that you are the one who sets the conditions for her lessons and your cock, your skills, your size and especially your western superiority make it very clear that you set the amount and the time of payment, if any payment at all.
You used to call her in several times a week for detention, fuck her to a thousand pieces with your western instrument of power and enjoy the looks on her tired face when the professional hooker ask if she earned her money. Sometimes you give her several thousand dollars, way more she is worth, sometimes no money at all. And strangely (actually you know the reason), Miko kisses you more often when you don’t give her money. But her little tongue in your ass when you do is something special she has to do.
Miko trusts you, is as good or as dirty as you want her to be and you both realize that she would do anything for her James-sama, her Teacher-Master and the head of her family.
Now you carry the girl behind your family to the bedroom and are happy to show the little tight whore what a wonderfully willing, wet and fuckable family you have built.
There’s nothing like introducing your family to your favorite teenage hooker.
Writing Shark 