Romance An Old Debt has to be Paid..by salir

[Lollobionda]

13 - Sexus Interruptus! …

We slept long. I woke up earlier than them. I got the breakfast and as I came back, he was washing and Meena was preparing breakfast table.

She kissed me on my lips and said: ‘A lovely day.’

“Do you go swimming or walking.”

“I am staying home, perhaps swimming, but today no walking.”

“Then I go after breakfast a bit Jogging.”

“It is okay.”

While breakfast Mansour told us he is going to leave in two hours.

After breakfast as I left, they were sitting outside, sunbathing and chatting.

I made a short distance Walk and after some minutes I came back over the narrow way behind the houses. Then I went between our bungalow and the neighbor one, up to start of bamboo wall. Now I could see them both lying face down to sunbathe their back.

After some minutes Mansour turned over on his back. Looked at her beautiful back and buttocks and said: “I love you my princess and I know you love him.”

She looked at him sideways, giggled and whispered: “Sure I love him.”

She was looking at his crotch area and nodded with her head movement to his dick.

Mansour said: ‘I don't mean him, I mean Nadir!’ And laughed.

I thought she thinks at present only about his giant prick and nothing else!

Meena blushed and said: ‘Oh, sorry, I misunderstood you, yes, I love Nadir. He is my beloved husband.’

‘… And him?’ This time he nodded toward his prick.

You know already, I love him.

As Your special Joystick!?

‘You are so bad...’ She giggled.

‘And what about me?’ Mansour asked.

"I love you too. But this is another type of love. You are my lovely uncle. But without Nadir my life will be so empty, when I think about it. I can’t imagine a life without him..." Said Meena, this time a bit seriously, it seemed so if she is dreaming about some far landscape or she is in a strange world…

He looked up in the sky and talked slowly further. I could sense the sadness in his voice.

"I love you since you were a child. It is now thirty years back and I feel still so much love for you and more. I loved you like my daughter for all those years as you were a child and then a teen ager, and I watched how you’re growing up and saw your increasing beauty day to day.

After that incident, as I was in prison, I missed all my and your family, but most of all you, my princess, even more than my son and my mother. I suffered too much, nobody can imagine how painful were those years for me. It was an autumn day as you came to visit me with your parents for the last time.

I hadn’t seen you for months. You were my young Lady, most beautiful woman in the world. This visit and the picture of you gave me hope to continue, to wish and to hope.

I knew, I was too old and not necessarily a beauty and worst thing, I was a criminal and I was in the jail with no future. But you know, the heart didn’t take this all into account. You know love is not rational. It has nothing to do with logic..."

He stopped the talking, while still looking at the sky.

I tried to follow his thoughts and unintended followed his gaze too. There were some small, white clouds, high in the sky.

I felt my eyes are wet!

Meena was looking at him with glassy eyes. She turned, sat on the chair and took his hands and whispered: ‘My poor Mansi…’

Her voice was so if she tries not to cry.

And then she leaned forward and took him by the shoulders and gave him a kiss on his cheek and then his lips.

Mansour went on: "Let me speak further my princess, otherwise if you continue, your friend would be awake and we have some trouble." 

Then he nodded laughingly with his head to his prick.

She giggled: ‘This is no trouble, he is welcome if he wakes up.’

She put her head on his chest while she was still sitting on her beach chair and softly kissed his nipples. 

He started to caress her hair and told: “I had to have you. You were and are my dream woman. The only way to be successful was for me to pretend that I am going to blackmail you. I am sorry for that, but even if you had resisted and hadn’t given up despite my constant and persisting attempts and gave me only a powerful and emphasized no response, I had done nothing which would have hurt you or harmed your family. Believe me, but I had no other choice.”

Meena was slowly weeping now and at the same time kissing and caressing his massive white-haired chest and dark nipples which were now completely hard: “I am happy you tried it and I am happy that I gave up! I love you too. You know it. You give me and my body an incredible pleasure which was so far unknown in my life. I didn’t know at all if such a level of joy exists. And I believe you that you wouldn’t harm me or my family..”

Then she noticed a movement in his swimming shorts. 

She giggled and while looking at the movements of his manhood said: “The king is awake, we have to do something about this.”

Mansour chuckled, reached for the bikini top strap over her shoulder and then pulled it down her arm. He leaned in and kissed the bare skin.

I saw the goose flesh rippled over Meena’s skin.

She interrupted him and tried to pull it back up. She looked around and protested: “Mansi, someone will see us. Let's go inside.”

He stood up, then looked around and said: "Come with me my princess."

And took her hand, she stood up too, and they headed into the house.

I didn’t see them for some minutes, only hearing some muffled noises. I thought they were kissing. 

I wanted to watch what happens inside. I hurried to the back street where the backyard of the bungalow was separated from narrow road by means of a bamboo wall. I could see through bamboo poles the backyard and the open back door of the house. 

They were standing by the door and he was busy to nibble at her ear and neck as they stood there.

She sighed, unable to resist any longer, and pressed her lips against his mouth.

He deepened the kiss and probed her mouth with his tongue. His hands roamed her body, caressing and kneading.

Meena pulled herself up against him. I thought she tries to feel the length of his enormous dick against her leg. Mansour's hands were roaming up her legs. It seemed to me then that he noticed they are visible from front, because he took her hand and came in the backyard, and shut the door.

I thought perhaps he didn’t want me to catch them, should I come back sooner than expected.

Now she was with her back to the House wall, waiting for his move.

Mansour knelt down in front of her and glanced at her secrets beneath the swimming slip. Then He pressed his face against the thin fabric which was a bit moist and the dampness was to detect on exact inspection even from my distance.

Then I saw his this activity, sent an erotic sensation and a quiver through her body.

Mansour stood up and kissed the curve of her neck.

Meena did not resist.

Then he pulled the straps off her shoulders completely until her beautiful breasts sat out in the open like two ripe fruits. Then he began smoothing circles around both nipples with his thumbs. Meena's nipples hardened at once as always, and set off waves of arousal through her body which caused her to shudder, obvious to see from my hidden place.

Mansour’s hands fell from her ripe nipples and cupped her butt cheeks over her bikini bottom, pulling her pubic bone against his enormous erection.

He began to grind his giant cock against her while his hands massaged her ass.

"Are we really going to do it out here?" Meena asked with trembling voice.

At this moment came an old telephone ringing-tone, this was my cell phone and I had left it on the table in the house. Both of them paused one second. He looked questioning in her eyes.

She spoke: "I have to answer it, this is his cell phone and perhaps somebody needs him." And waited not for his answer.

I heard she is speaking on phone. 

Mansour followed her into the house and I heard Meena: "Yes, okay I'll tell him. He calls back. Bye."

Then she told Mansour: "I have to search him. They need him in the hospital."

As I heard this, I ran over back street quickly in the opposite direction. 

After about hundred yards I turned around and walked toward our bungalow over the seaside street. Meena saw me quickly from a distance coming, and gave me a sign.

As I approached the front door of the bungalow, they were sitting outdoor and drinking juice. 

Mansour went to get some juices from next business and I called back to the hospital. 

They informed me that, Talebi my friend and colleague had an acute appendicitis and was on the operation table, and our chief wanted to know if I kindly can interrupt my holidays and take over his operations.

I replied with yes, sure and added that I'll be in a few hours at work.

Then I told Meena about this and continued without consideration, she can stay if she likes. 

She must not cut her holidays. 

She thought one moment, then looked at me and said: "No, I am riding with you, it is so relaxing and beautiful here but not without you. We can come back some time later…"

At this moment was Mansour again with us. He noticed we are going to leave. 

Meena told him what has happened and I have to leave.

He looked at her and said: "Why don’t you stay, we ride back by train."

"No, Nadir wishes that I accompany him." While saying this, she looked in my direction.

I knew she didn’t want to tell him that not me, but she likes to go home with me.

When leaving they embraced and kissed each other like a father and a daughter.

Later, while riding in the car, she kissed me and told: “Thank you for not revealing me, I wished unconditional to ride home with you.”

“Me too…”

Then she added: “I love you very much Nadir.”

I looked shortly in her eyes and then said: “I love you too Meena!”

Then we both laughed….

14 - Swimming Pool 2 ...

The next days, after our returning from bungalow, often I have asked me why she travelled with me? Actually, she could stay back and enjoy what she started without worries, she could give herself to him with no time limitation and not to be afraid to be caught. For me at that time, the only explanation for her immediate decision without thinking to ride back home, was that she got scared!

She was worried about his emotional explosion and the things he revealed about his old feelings for her. It was probably too much for Meena. This was a new situation and was going to bring more complications with, even more than the times when she was being blackmailed and she felt to be forced by him!

This new development of their forbidden relationship would have brought responsibilities. Obligations and tasks that one has when one is loved!

Meena was not sure if she is coping to the new task, and this was surely the reason why she ran away!

At least she needed time to think about and be used to the new situation, I thought...

The next five days went by as usual. We were very relaxed with each other and we had even one time a somehow exciting sex on Thursday afternoon.

On Friday Meena went shopping and came with some items for me and herself. She showed me the things she had got for me; some pairs of Italian long socks and two beautiful polo shirts. I thanked and asked about other items and she told me laughingly, they were hers and she prefers to surprise me.

We went for dinner to an Italian restaurant. After our return home, we had a glass wine, heard music and got to bed.

It was a romantic, nice night for me without other themes to discuss or mention, but I knew deep in my consciousness, I was waiting for new events...

The day after was Saturday. 

Before noon Mansour reappeared. Meena welcomed him with warm kisses. She wore again a skirt, but today a bit shorter, tight waist hugging one and a loose shirt. The outline of her breasts was visible as well as her slightly erect nipples. She had no bra on.

Mansour was basically at first a bit worried. He told us that his divorced wife is seriously ill and probably his son had to live with him for some time. At present time he was living with his mother in another city.

He talked with me about her disease and asked about the healing chances, but after an hour, his mood lightened somewhat and he was not more so worried. Now his head and mind was okay as always. Obviously the presence and closeness of Meena helped him to forget the worrying happening.

While eating lunch, he said the next day he must fly to capital city due to his business. This was the last step before official starting of his small insurance company.

Mansour told us that his friend Saleh would organize and manage his main office in their home city, then he has more time for every other pleasant thing in life which he had missed the last years. 

Then looked at Meena and laughed.

Meena looked at me and slightly blushed. He was flirting openly with her.

Meena was in the kitchen working as I went into there and informed her that I am going to have a look at the classic cars presentation. This Saturday was the last day of it and I liked to visit the show. I called a friend who is interested in this subject too and we planed to meet at the show.

I said Meena it takes about one hour and after kissing her I got to my study, turned the cameras on, then got downstairs and out, said goodbye to Mansour, who was outdoor seating next to the pool and then I left...

As I was back home it was about one and a half hours passed. They both were in the pool swimming. I changed and joined them.

After the meal I noticed Meena is tired. She claimed about the headache.

I said: “Perhaps too much sun!”

“Yes, I think so. I am going to sleep a bit early. I hope tomorrow I have no headache..”

Mansour looked tired too. I told them I am going to look at the TV and then work in my study for an hour before I go sleeping. 

In a half an hour they both left. 

Meena got to our bedroom and Mansour left for the guest house...

Ten minutes later I hurried to my study and shortly after I was sitting by my monitor.

I saw Meena leaving the kitchen, some minutes after I left. Then she took a shopping bag from walk in closet and went out to Mansour.

He was still seated on pool chair. She gave him the bag and said: “This is for my lovely uncle. I am going to change and come back. It is hot and I like to swim. If you like too, then you have something to examine. It is in this bag.”

Then she laughed and went into the house.

Mansour pulled out the items from the bag. There was a swimming short. Not the same old fashioned loose trunk as he already had. It was a tight one. And then came out four or five sexy men panty shorts, two blue jeans and two shirts and some pair socks.

He hurried to the guest house to change.

I thought her Friday shopping was actually just for him and not me!

After some minutes I saw another newly bought item. She came out of the door with two glasses in the hands. She had a blue thong bikini on. She looked very sexy. I had never seen this bikini. Meena had never such a small one! Immediately he came out too and at the moment after looking at her he was as if frozen!

As she approached to her beach chair, he was directly behind her at two steps distance.

We both could see her ass now. I zoomed my monitor. That ass was gorgeous!

Her bikini bottom was very tight and very small, covering little and as she bent over slightly to put the fruit juice glasses on the table her delicate ass cheeks came more into view. Her buttocks were simply inviting some forbidden action!

My cock was filled with blood now, begging to be handled!

I could see that his eyes were locked on her body too, he could do nothing but stare!

Mansour's stare was broken by the sight of her head turning slightly to her left to look over her shoulder. 

She had caught him staring at her body and especially her partially naked ass. Mansour hastily fixed his new swimming trunk. Perhaps thinking that his erection might pop out and embarrass him!

Meena looked at him over her shoulder and said: "I think I don't need this one."

Then she took off her bikini top and slung it on the beach chair. Again she looked over her shoulders and caught him staring: “Oh my! Looks like you are enjoying watching me Mansi!” And laughed.

Then looked down and noticed his growing bulge in his swimming trunk: “Looks like you really enjoyed watching my body uncle. I'm sorry if I teased you. Would you like me to take care of that for you?” Asked Meena seductively, looking in the direction of his giant cock with quickened breaths. 

Meanwhile, he nodded to his swimming short: “Why not? But before you undo my short come here you teaser princess come to me..”

Mansour groaned. He approached her and took her in his strong embrace from behind and cupped her naked breasts.

She could surely feel his giant instrument caresses on her bare ass over his swim trunks fabric.

I had no doubt that her pussy was tingling now and was very wet down there.

She giggled and murmured: "Shouldn't I free somebody?"

Mansour let her tits go and his hands fell to her shapely buttocks. He took each one of them from right and left over her small bikini bottom and pulled her abruptly and strongly against his monstrous erection. 

Then he started to grind his rod against her sexy ass cleft: “We were here interrupted last time, remember my teaser beauty?”

He was grinning and continued: “You owe him that sweet bald pussy since last week, now he is hungry and restless.”

“I see. He can have what I owe him. I promise...” Meena grinned and muttered with a shaking voice.

Meanwhile, he kept up his steady rhythm with massaging her ass cheeks from the sides and grinding his erection against her buttocks.

"I have to feel him, uncle..." Meena said and moved both her hands down, and pushed his shorts up to middle thigh. Then her right hand gripped his hard, big shaft.

"Ahh…" Breathed Mansour.

Then he put his palms on her hips near to groin from both sides and pulled her to him, till she was sandwiched between a hard, thrusting cock and his possessive hands.

Meena widened her stance and bit her lip.

Mansour suddenly stopped, breaking his movements, released her and then turned her over. 

He looked around and then pushed her softly some steps back against the house wall, next to the window.

There he paused one moment looking at her lustful eyes, then grinned and huskily groaned: "Time to pay back what you owe him..."

Meena smiled with trembling lips and nodded, never leaving her gaze of the wonderful big pole.

Mansour directed his cock between Meena's legs, then took her buttocks, both handed one time more, but now from forward, and rocked back and forth.

Meena gripped Mansour’s arm as his big cock dragged back and forth along the flesh between her upper thighs. She gasped as, without breaking his rhythm, Mansour dipped his head and licked across one nipple. Then he caressed it with his firm tongue and finally sucked it inside his mouth. Just when Meena thought she could take no  more, Mansour bent down and grabbed the back of left her knee and pulled her leg tight round his hip.

He groaned into her ear: "Take it... take your friend my princess... he is impatient..."

She looked at his eyes and moved her left hand between them and pushed with shaky hand the fabric of her small bikini to the side. Then leant against him for balance while he wrapped one arm around her back and nudged at her slippery entrance with his enormous erection.

"Ohhhhh... Mansi..." Meena moaned, feeling him slide inside her with small difficulty, she was soaking wet.

"Yes, my sluty princess..." Said Mansour closing his eyes. 

Then he began to thrust his giant tool in and out while his swimming short was at his knee level.

Meena rested her head on his shoulder. She seemed to enjoy the hard friction as he drove his large member back and forth inside her small choot. Her hip muscles tightened as she rose up, toward her climax.

"Hmm, Ohhh, Mansi that feels great...fuck me uncle..." She moaned.

Mansour used the position to hold her in place while he pounded himself again inside her. 

Meena moaned…

I could see her back is sometime pressed and another time struck against the wall as Mansour thrust strongly in and out. 

After several minutes of being fucked against the wall, I watched as Mansour pause and reach around her.

“Aren't you going to continue Mansi?” Asked Meena, squirming on his big, hard cock.

Mansour shook his head and groaned: “Get down princess I've been dreaming of taking you from behind.”

Meena climbed down off Mansour's cock. It was rigid and shiny with precum.

"I was just getting close..." She whined.

Mansour turned Meena from the waist till she faced the wall. 

He pressed his sticky, long and fat cock against her ass over her small bikini bottom and reached forward to cup her bare breasts. 

Meena let her head drop back to rest on his shoulder.

“Bend over and spread your legs, I'm going to fuck my princess from the back...” Mansour said.

Obediently, she leaned forwards and put her hand on the wall. Her uncovered breasts were very beautiful to look at this position. She widened her legs for him and waited submissively.

He moved back and then abruptly pulled her bikini bottom down. Now her shapely legs and delicious bottom were naked visible. 

“Now open those tight cheeks so I can see your sweet pussy my princess. Open your beautiful cunt for him, for your hard and hungry friend...” Growled Mansour in a low, lust filled voice.

Meena giggled and said: "You are so bad Mansi…"

"And you're so hot my princess..." He said.

Meena reached back and spread her ass cheeks with both Hands and murmured over her shoulder seductively: "Do you like what you see…?"

"Yes my princess, I love it..." Mansour went on his knees. 

In the next moment his fingers dig into the soft flesh of her thighs. Then his warm and eager tongue, started to lick her outer pussy lips then lapped at her slippery cunt.

"Ahhh... no more Mansi,... ohhh, please uncle,...I can’t wait longer, please just fuck me!" Meena panted. 

But Mansour was relentless. He licked her pussy lips and tongued her cunt further.

I thought that she is now ready to grab his cock herself, and force it inside her wet, throbbing cunt.

“Please uncle, just fuck me now Mansi, I'm so wet. Please! Ohhhh...” She appealed with her head hanging down, more and more.

Then she looked back and caught Mansour's grin.

He stood up now and while looking down at her cunt and ass began slowly to caress his giant rod. Then he came forward.

Meena could feel surely his thighs against her ass, then the hard contact of his giant dick and finally it found the opening of the trasure, her sweet cunt: “Ohhhhhhhhhh...”

Meena moaned as his gigantic cock stretched her open and filled her up.

Mansour gave a strong thrust and ground into her, the force lifting her onto her toes.

Then he grabbed her waist and held her over his thrusting cock. Mansour grunted as his groin slapped against her buttocks, as he pounded his giant rod deep inside my Meena.

I zoomed the monitor and watched as the base of his Long and fat shaft straining her pussy opening to its limit.

Mansour's monstrous cock buried between her ass cheeks and seemed it is too big for such a tender and delicate body, but hearing her sighs and demanding voice, I could say that she was willing.

As I watched, I saw my Meena was well beyond caring how brutal she would be fucked by her beloved uncle. I knew her complete body is now prepared for orgasm as Mansour's thrusts grew wilder, getting faster and harder as he hammered her against the wall.

“Ohhh God! Ohhh my god... Ohhh Mansiiii...” Meena moaned and abruptly had an orgasmic spasm, at this time he was pushing himself deep towards her centre.

Mansour gave an animal groan and she, while her own wild cumming, gripping with trembling hand the wall for support and then I saw and knew he is releasing his seeds as he screamed and yelled out like a wolf.

He gave a final thrust, pumping her full of cum in several spurts.

I saw the spunk oozed out and ran down between her thighs.

Mansour enveloped Meena's back, trapping beads of sweat between them...

I ejaculated also in spurts on after another on my worktable one time more...

As they rested for some minutes on the chairs she looked at him and said slowly with a tired voice: “we have to clean up. He comes back soon.”

After some minutes I stood up and got downstairs to clean up. Then I sat on the Couch in the living room with my face in my hands. I was sexually released and mentally repressed, but not for the first time!

I asked me is this going to be my daily program for the rest of my life?

To live on a border line, between one side sexual joy by means of watching my beloved wife fucked by her uncle and the other side the psychological oppressiveness due to the jealousy and the feeling to be only the "second" one in her life.

I got outside, it was a quiet breeze. But otherwise silent. 

There were just the silence and darkness. So dark as like as in my mind and my heart, I thought.

I told me… "Nadir come out of your self-pity."

Then went in and up in the bedroom. 

She was sleeping just like an angel. 

I lay down and after some minutes I was sleeping too...

As I woke up I noticed she was in the bathroom. It was half past seven and a Sunday!

Normally on Sundays she sleeps up to nine o'clock, and I am the one who stands up and get breakfast. Then I remembered that Mansour in leaving earlier than usual today.

I remained lying and as she came out of the bathroom, I pretended to sleep yet.

Meena got out and went the stairs down. I heard a car approaching and I supposed it could be a taxi for him.

Then I stood up to have a look from the windows.

The taxi was waiting outside the gate and Mansour was standing near to pool as Meena came out of the house. She had her nightgown on. It was a short, black, see-through one, which revealed her beautiful body generously.

They stood there shortly talking. I couldn't hear them, but I saw Meena giggled and hugged him. Mansour hugged her back and kissed her hair and neck.

They hugged and kissed first on the lips and then it went on to a passionate french kiss for a few more minutes.

After that they separated and both of them walked arm in arm along the way towards the gate. 

Meena stood next to the gate and he kissed one time more her lips and then got into the taxi....

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