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 Exchange of Love
Tags: M/F, M/g, asian, petting, oral, extreme-ped, exploration, historic



   It was the Year of Our Lord 1896, and as a British Councilmember in the
British Imperial Government in the Orient, I was privy to have a claim of
my own land in a small British Colony in Japan.  My wife and I had moved to
the land a few months earlier, and were beginning to settle in the quaint
little village where we were given charge of, Governing the hundred, or so,
Japanese.

   As Governor, which seemed to mean the same in both the King's English,
and Japanese, I always preferred people to call me by my first name, or
Sir--and not the political title.  I was infact a Sir, knighted years
earlier in England by His Majesty--my wife, Lady Kath, was the love of my
life.

   Being married for six years already, the large, almost-Royal, Wedding
was the start of something that had been arranged, shortly after we'd both
turned the age of 17 for the both of us, our families being of Stature, we
were pre-determined to our fate early in our childhood.  Luckily Kath and I
had been life-long friends, and fell in love by the time we were in Primary
School.

   There was some bit of despair and sadness in an otherwise happy life. 
My beloved Kath had become ill a couple years earlier---something I bare
not ask, as not to embarrass my love, but knowing from a physician that she
would be unable to concieve a child.  She spent months in Hospital, but
we've continued to share the love we always have, and we still manage to
physically give ourselves to each other.

   It was mid-April when I came home from a few weeks in the Provincial
Capital, and Kath surprised me by literally pulling me up the spiral
staircase, to our grand bedroom, and pulled off her long, flowing robe,
bearing her supple, small-but-gorgeous breasts and immediately fished my
growing cock out of my trousers.

   "Oh..God...I missed this..." she admitted, rather aroused as she sank to
her knees and gave me the blowjob of a lifetime, one her best, TOP 5
easily, and didn't give me much time to hold back from shooting my seed
down her throat, as my jizz boiled over and splashed in her mouth.

   "Sh...shit...bloody hell....mmmm....." I muttered as I blew my load,
then looked down to see my Royal Beauty swallow, her cheeks puffed out from
her cum-filled mouth.

   Knowing she wasn't about to let me leave, and knowing just how horny
fellatio made her, she slipped onto our large bed, and stuck her bare ass
in my face.  "Ravish me, My Lord..." she begged, as I could hear the
impending orgasms she was always having, screaming, swearing, and squirting
her womanly juices all over my face.

   Spreading her cheeks with my hands, I stuck my tongue on her bare
asshole, and licked all around her rear entry, getting her to squirm, and a
bit of her juice to drip to the sheets below.  I ran my forefinger down her
slit, popping it inside her soaking cunt, and began to finger-fuck her
slowly, knowing it was driving her insane.  "Stop teasing Me!!
...you....you...bastard..." she swore, ever the Lady, as I drove her
further and further to orgasm.  "Ohh...OHH!  AAHHHHHHHH!!!" she screamed,
soaking my face as she always did as she came.

   Collapsing to the bed, knowing she was good for the time being, I
crawled over to her face, and kissed her passionately.  "Mmm...you better
now, My Lady?" I asked, getting a sly giggle from her.

   "For now, my love...tonight I'm gonna show you the latest lace I got
from a merchant..." she smiled back, as I left her to sleep, and made my
self presentable.

   Hours later, as I walked through the fairly busy streets, in my usual,
more casual, wear.  Not what a typical Royal Governor would wear, but
something I preferred, I saw the usual hustle and bustle of merchants,
buyers, and the lovely people I'd come to know by name.

   "Konichiwa." one of the merchants, named Yamoto smiled.  "You back now?"
he asked, in fairly good english.

   "Yes, and I'm glad to be home.  Anything new in town?" I asked back.

   Before Mr.  Yamoto could reply, a pair of young children came running
out of the back of his little shop.  He yelled something in Japanese, I
knew it was mildly-coarse, but didn't want to show a negative reaction.  He
looked back at me, then the two children, a boy and girl, came over, and
Yamoto spoke again.  "Say Sorry..." he told them.  Both children nodded,
then bowed to me, knowing who I was.

   I crouched down to the children, smiling, and reaching into pocket to
pull out a couple of taffys I always kept a good supply of, and handed each
child one.  "That's quite alright..." I patted each one on the head.

   The older one, the boy, took the taffy quickly, and ran back into the
shop.  The little girl, no more than 4 or 5 shyly blushed, and hesitated at
the taffy in my open hand.  Yamoto said something to her, smiling.  She
nodded, bowed, then took the candy, and then surprised me by giving me a
small peck on my cheek, causing me to blush myself, as she giggled, then
walked back to the shop.

   "Those my sisters child...she in hospital..." Yamoto explained.

   "What are their names?" I asked back.

   "Ichi, boy, and Emiko...girl." he replied, and upon hearing the
beautiful little girl's name, my heart began to flutter.

   "You said their mother is in hospital?" I asked back.

   Yamoto nodded, "..she sick..."

   "Are you left to care for them?" I asked again.

   "Old man not able to care two child..." Yamoto began.

   Suddenly I had an idea.  "Would it be alright if I offered you
money...?" I asked.

   Yamoto shook his head.  "I no accept money...." he tried to turn down my
offer of charity.

   "Please, Mr.  Yamoto...it's no burden..." I began to explain.

   He said something again, into the shop, and the children came back out.
I immediately stared at the cute little Emiko, who's little face, beautiful
blue eyes, made me melt.  Yamoto pointed at me, and then Emiko nodded, and
replied in short words.  She walked over to me.  "Emiko..."

   I was confused, not knowing much Japanese, and wondering why Emiko was
standing in front of me, I looked back at Yamoto, "I don't understand..."

   "Lady Governor no have children..." He began, knowing well about Kath's
illness, as he'd been one of my earlier servants, who I soon paid a
handsome sum to, not being one in favor of slavery or servitude of the
native peoples of what most of my fellow Britons called "lesser countries".

   I nodded, thinking I was understanding the strange gesture.  "Are you
offering this child....for a daughter?" I asked.

   Yamoto nodded, then held out his hand, and I realized he meant to give
him money for this odd transaction.  I was apparently adopting Emiko, which
I didn't even hesitate as I handed him seveal large-denomination bills of
currency, British Pounds, which he accepted, smiled, shook my hand, then
had Ichi get a few of Emiko's belongings.

   I looked down at my suddenly adopted daughter, and he instantly latched
onto my hand, smiling up at me, apparently thrilled to have me as her new
father.

   As I carried a small bag with Emiko's clothing, the little beauty held
my other hand, as we walked past the large gate leading to my estate.  A
pair of the British staff were surprised to see the little girl latched
onto me.

   "My Lord...?" one asked.

   "Take her belongings to one of the empty rooms.  Prepare a bath, and
dress her bed." I told the Head Butler.  "Prepare a meal..." I told another
servant.

   Entering the main hall, I stopped, and knelt in front of Emiko, who was
still all smiles, and wondered how much English she spoke.  "Do you
understand me?" I asked.

   She nodded.  "Chichi..." she said to me, the Japanese word for Father.

   I nodded back.  "Musume", the Japanese for daughter, which suddenly made
her little eyes swell up, knowing her sudden tears were that of happiness
and love.  Her name, Emiko, I knew meant "Child Graced with Beauty".



   Picking up my Daughter, Emiko, I happily carried her upstairs, kissing
her on the cheek, to show my love for her, and opened the doors to the
grand bedroom, where I saw my wife, the lovely Kath, sitting at her vanity,
brushing her hair.

   Almost gladly, she was fully dressed again, and I could tell she caught
the reflection of me, carrying Emiko, which got her attention, and made her
turn, and rush over, smiling widely, and almost crying herself when Emiko's
tiny voice called to her, "haha"--the word for Mother, which Kath knew as
well.

   "Oh my Lord..." Kath took Emiko into her arms, and held her tightly,
kissing me on the lips.  "She's beautiful....how did you..." Kath began to
ask.

   "She's Mr.  Yamoto's niece...and due a strange, and apparent
adoption..." I began, but led off as I knew Kath fully understood Yamoto's
kind heart, and was happy to finally have a daughter.

   "What's her name?" she asked me.

   "Emiko." I smiled back.

   "Graced with Beauty..." Kath sighed, as she kissed Emiko's cheek. 
"Musume..." she began, then said something to our New daughter in Japanese,
which didn't surprise me much, as she'd spent several months learning the
dialects, and spoke it almost as good as Yamoto.  She looked up at me, and
wiped a tear.

   There was a knock at the door, which I saw to.  It was one of the maids.
"My Lord, the bath is ready for the child."

   "Thank you Ms.  Ewings..." I replied.  I walked over to my lovely
family, and held out my hand to Emiko.  "Emiko, do you want to take a
bath?" I asked Emiko, who looked over at me, then Ms.  Ewings, the elderly
maid who'd been taking care of ME since I was a child myself.

   Emiko's face shook no, almost afraid of Ms.  Ewings, and then grabbed my
hand again.  "No...chichi..." she said, as I understood her body language,
and took her in my arms.

   "Ms.  Ewings, I will see to her bath." I told her, knowing it was a bit
odd for a man to bathe a child, especially a girl.  Even MORE odd for a
Governor to do so.

   "But Sir..." Ms.  Ewings began.

   "Its quite alright, just make sure a meal is ready for our
daughter...and tell the staff to prepare things for a new Governess." I
smiled.

   Walking into the large, marble bathroom, I held my daughter and saw the
warm, bubbly water waiting.  I set Emiko on the floor, and soon realized
what I was about to do.

   Bathe a little Japanese girl.  Granted she was my daughter now, which
was still slowly sinking in, but didn't realize that I would be having more
strange thoughts soon.

   "Emiko.  Time for your bath." I told her.

   She nodded, and peeled off her small dress, and sandals--for the first
time I was now staring down at her naked little body.  Her slightly pale
skin, her tiny little nude self.  Little bumps where her darker nipples
were, if one could call them nipples on a toddler.  Then I knelt down in
front of her, and saw her little hairless slit.

   100% Perfection.

   She turned her back to me, suddenly, almost as if she wanted me to see
the rest of her, and gave me a wonderful extended view of her little pert
ass.  It was this wonderful little moment that I lost all better judgement
and had to touch her naked body.

   My brain was no longer in control anymore, as my sudden arousal was
taking over.  I reached my hand to her shoulders, and began to rub my hands
over her shoulders, neck, and back, not sure if she understood my sudden,
forbidden advances.

   Here I was, a grown man, in my 30's, and a Governor of this little
village, in the beginnings of molesting this little Japanese girl.

   Emiko turned back to face me, and surprised me by kissing my lips, then
grabbed one of my hands, and moved it to over her little hairless mound. 
"Chichi..." she sighed, as my hand touched her little slit, and I could
tell a bit of tension was released from the little girl as I'd apparently
made her day.

   Slightly shaking off my own desires, and feeling the wetness in my
trousers, dripping from the tip of my hard cock, I wanted to get the child
clean, and not dally any longer, as to draw any wonder or curiousity from
the staff, OR my wife.

   "Bath?" I asked Emiko, who nodded.  I picked her up, and set her in the
still warm water, and she flopped in, and splashed a bit.  Her face lit up
again, as she'd probably not enjoyed a bath in who knows HOW long.

   "Chichi!!" she laughed, as she flicked some water towards me, playing
like one would expect a little girl to do so.

   Grabbing a small sea sponge, I soaked it in water, and began to slowly
wash the back of Emiko, who stopped splashing, and let me bathe her.  "You
like that?" I asked her.

   Nodding, she moved closer to me, and stood up, letting me see her tiny
little nipples again.  She grabbed my hand holding the sponge, and lowered
the sponge back to her little slit, which I knew meant she wanted more
attention.  This begged the question: Was there something sexual a girl her
age felt?  Or was it something else?

   "Emiko, do you like when I touch you there?" I asked her.

   She nodded again, as I rubbed the sponge softly over her slit, and heard
her exhale slowly.  Call it what you want, but I wondered if Emiko was
having a tiny little bit of pleasure from the rubbing.

   "Arigatou gozaimasu..." she smiled, "Chichi." as she kissed me again,
then I guess her eyes caught the obvious bulge in my pants, as her tiny wet
hand touched my crotch.  Her little blue eyes looked into my own. 
"..Chimpoko...?" she asked, a word I wasn't too familiar with.

   I looked at her unsure of the word.  "What?"

   "Pee-pee..." she replied, as I realized she meant my penis.  Then
realized she wanted to see it.  More questions popped into my head, but I
was ready to see where Emiko was going to go.  I pointed to her little
slit, wondering the name she called her own organ.  "Omeko..." she smiled.

   "Omeko..." I smiled back, as she reached down to touch her self again,
then grabbed the sizeable erection I had, my "chimpoko", and I knew what
she wanted.  Sex.  "Emiko...you're too young, you're my Musume..." I tried
to explain, knowing the taboo of incest, even through adoption.

   "Kudasai chichi..." she begged, as her eyes told me she was wanting
something I knew she was far too young for.  I was about to tell her no
again, but I could see tears in her eyes.  My heart sank, and I knew I was
going to have to give in.  She was too beautiful to deny anything.  Even
something as forbidden as potentially having sex with her.

   I stood up, and pulled my trousers down enough, letting my cock spring
free, and getting her immediate attention.  Before I could further undress,
her little hands grabbed my cock, and she gave me even further shock by
taking about an inch of it into her tiny mouth.  "Ohh....!" I shuddered as
the tiny tongue of Emiko expertly moved around, licking my cock head as it
was sucked on by her tiny mouth.  "Em...Emiko....I'm....Ohhh!!!" I lost it.


   Looking down, as my cock began to erupt, spraying my cum into her tiny
mouth, and quickly filling it up, her cheeks bulging out , Emiko shocked me
by swallowing all I'd squirted.  She licked my cock clean, getting a bit
more, and making me shudder once more as she licked her lips, and smiled up
at me.  "Arigatou chichi..." was all she said, happy to make her father
cum.

   I picked her up, grabbing a towel, and began to dry her slightly pruny
body, as the bath had been a BIT longer than I'd expected, but knew the
staff wasn't about to ask, but wondering if Kath, who spoke perfect
Japanese, would be clever enough to question Emiko.

   Carrying our daughter into a freshly made bedroom, decorated with
several things most Victorian girls loved, I set Emiko, wrapped in a towel,
on the bed, and showed her a closet with a few dresses that I knew had once
belonged to Kath when she was a child.

   Dropping her towel, and showing her perfect naked self, Emiko ran over
to the closet, and picked out a few things she obviously liked.

   Seconds later, Kath, knocking on the door, looked at me, as I stared at
the little bare ass of Emiko.  "You forget how to bathe?" my wife asked me.

   "Huh...?" I asked, as Kath kissed me on the lips.

   "Emiko..." Kath began, as she bent down to pick up the naked little
girl, then said something to her in Japanese, which included a few words I
knew, but not the words for "Penis" or "Vagina".  Kath looked back at me,
giving me a look.

   "What?" I asked.

   "It's time to get OUR daughter dressed, wouldn't you say?  Dinner's
almost ready..." Kath explained, catching my stares of Emiko's little ass,
and I could tell she was feeling something I was feeling.  "Tonight..." she
leaned in, "...we talk."

   I nodded, then looked back at the pair as I left Emiko's bedroom.  I
swear Kath winked at me, as the door shut.
   The End of Pt.  1