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

[Lollobionda]

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I suppose as she noticed that he is suffering and trying to hide his hard lund, Meena decided instantaneous, to do something for him.

She looked at his eyes. He is waiting for her to say something, I thought to myself. 

She smiled and said, softly: “Have you a girlfriend, Murad?”

Then she nervously placed the temple tip of her sunglasses between her lips and waited for his answer.

Murad gazed at her a bit curiously and responded: “No, Ma'am.”

Meena laughed as her eyes got wide: “Really not?”

“Yes, I have not one!”

“But you are a nice, good looking young man! Why not? How old are you?”

Murad answered: “Nineteen, Ma’am. I think, I had no time up to now…”

She swallowed as her mouth salivated: “I see…”

Then she stared at Murad as he held the magazine tightly in front of him, and she continued to smile at him with trembling lips.

“Please call me Meena. Ma'am, just seems so old.”

As she stared at the young man, I thought how deep black his eyes were. His dark short hair and black, curious eyes were so young and innocent. I thought to myself, Meena couldn't help herself at this point, not to look deep in his eyes.

Murad blushed more as he held the magazine tightly over himself to hide his throbbing lund. 

Meena turned to the window where I stood, looked at my direction, then turned again to him and looked straight ahead into his eyes and while keeping eye contact with the young man, said: “I never did anything like this before Murad. I want you to know that.”

Murad's brow narrowed as he continued to stare at my sexy wife: “Ma'am, I don't know what you are talki...”

She interrupted him: ‘I did think about you, for the last days, since you were here…’

I thought to myself: ‘...okay, she is playing this game as hers and riding on her own line!’

“Did you think about me too?”

She asked calmly as though she was making an effort to control herself: “Did you play with yourself Murad? I mean while imagining me?”

His mouth hung open in disbelief and his eyes widened as he looked at her. 

He gasped and just said: ‘Oh, my god! I…I…’

“You can tell me, Murad. I know it, I see you like me. I like you too… I know what you want…” 

For Meena wasn't any turning back now, I thought, and she didn't want to either, I was sure.

Murad’s mouth dropped. He stared into her beautiful eyes but then back to her breasts and her nipples were fully extended and bulging out of the green Bikini top material.

Meena watched his face as it turned white as the blood rushed from it and continued:

“I saw the way you looked at me last week and also today, Murad.”

She reassured him: ‘It made me happy, I hoped you liked what you saw.’

Murad’s mouth hung open as his bottom lip quivered and he nodded nervously.

Meena reached out and placed her hand on his knee.

I myself had now a bulge in my pants too and as I watched and saw that her hand shook with excitement, I felt a sharp movement of my erection.

“Have you ever had a female hand on you… I mean on your private parts?”

I couldn’t believe that Meena speaks in such a way with a young man.

Obviously she had decided to do it, and she did know that she has to cheer up and to take initiative.

“N..N… No..” Murad croaked. I was sure that his lund at this moment throbbed under his slacks.

Meena’s hand shook at his revelation: “Have you wondered what it would feel like?”

She asked as she tightened her grip on his knee.

I noticed that, Meena wanted to hear the details.

“I...I, don't know, but...” Murad replied.

“I think you'll like it..” Meena said.

“Oh... sure... of course...” His voice crackled.

She giggled: “I'd love to do it. That is if you'll let me…” Meena said seductively.

“Yes... Yes, sure...” Murad breathed heavily, his face turned red: “I'll do it,… I mean you can do it, I… I'll do whatever you want, ma'am!”

Murad looked around and in my direction: “Here?”

“Yes, my husband is sleeping…” She looked over at the window and smiled; “We have our privacy.”

Murad kept waiting for her to start. I could see from his behavior, he is still unsure if this was really happening.

Meena’s eyes were now glancing directly towards his crotch that he concealed under his magazine.

She looked into his young perfect black eyes; “Can I count on you to be my friend?”

My sexy Meena asked as her gaze shifted to his magazine that sat on his lap; “I mean can I trust you, Murad. You don’t tell anybody about our…”

Murad interrupted her; “Yes, sure, Ma’am… I mean Meena…”

It was exciting, he had called her Meena, for the first time.

Meena reached abruptly over with her right hand and pulled the magazine from his lap and tossed it on the table and continued: “I don’t want anyone to find out. I feel I can trust you…”

“You can trust me. I won't tell anyone, Meena. Honest, I won't tell!” Murad whispered as his eyes remained fixated on her hard body: “I promise!” 

He repeated, whispering. His eyes were fixed on Meena’s breasts that stuck out so perfectly in her bikini top.

It seemed to me that he couldn't believe what now and here actually happening.

Meena stared at the crotch of his pants with his lund bulge waiting to be freed.

From the expression in Meena’s face and eyes, I could tell, the last threads of her common sense falling away from her. For a moment they just stared at each other, both anticipating the pleasure to come.

Murad’s stare returned to her perfect tits that peeked out of her bikini top.

Meena looked over at the youngster sitting there and saw him staring into her tits.

She arched her back and forced her bosom outward: “Do you like what you see?" She smirked.

Murad nodded in approval. He hadn't taken his eyes off her firm tits.

Meena began to pull off her bikini top slowly, as his mouth hung open in anticipation.

She opened it in the back and allowed it to fall from her shoulders baring her naked breasts to the young man. Her green top fell behind her back. She straightened in her chair and pushed her tits out: “Do you like them.. my tits?”

I was sure that Murad’s lund throbbed in the tight confines of his jeans as mine, as he nodded. 

My sexy wife just stared at the young man as he devoured her naked torso with his eyes: “Would you like to feel them?”

Without waiting for his response, Meena took the young lad’s hand and raised it to her bare tits. Murad squeezed her smooth, firm tits.

Meena’s hand went behind him and she drew his head towards her.

Murad was obviously confused, but more than willing, he leaned forward and sucked on my wife’s hard, extended nipples. He began to alternate between the swollen nubs, while his hand squeezed and mashed her tits.

As Meena shut her eyes, I knew that his sucking lips sent tremors through her body. 

He licked and sucked hungrily each of her tits. She arched her back and held his head firmly to her chest. I could see, the passion in Murad’s mouth as he kissed her breasts.

Now I watched as Meena reached slowly over and moved her hand up and down on his thigh, going a bit farther up each time.

Murad panted on her tits, his breath billowing hotly over her tit flesh, his mouth slurping greedily. Sounds of kissing and slurping echoed throughout the place and I could hear it clearly through the half open door, as the young lad mashed his teeth against my lovely wife’s flesh. Now it was so far. Meena finally reached his bulging crotch and cupped his cock bulge in her hand, squeezing and rubbing it.

I could swear that his prick was now hard as a rock and she could feel it in her hand.

At this moment I heard Meena moaning with anticipation.

She arched her back, rubbing her firm tits around against the boy's mouth and tongue.

Meena then unzipped his Jeans while he Kissed and sucked on her nipples. She pulled the zipper down, until finally his fly was wide open. She slowly undid his black belt and then unsnapped them as the front of his trousers fell open.

All the while, Murad was tasting my lovely wife’s perfect breasts. He was licking and sucking on them hungrily as Meena felt his crotch and his hard cock.

From my view point I could see his white underwear. His prick tented the cotton briefs, dragging the elastic out from his belly. The outline of his lund was obvious beneath the white cotton. Even I could watch, a damp patch where his cock head was leaking.

“Oooooh….” Meena moaned in delight as she saw it, then she licked her lips.

He continued to lap at her beautiful tits as she pulled his head away from her now wet chest.

“Now it is my turn, baby…” She softly spoke as she pushed him back into his chair. Meena’s face showed clearly her lust.

I could say, she was literally curious to see and touch his cock.

She bent down into his crotch, but stopped shortly in a few inches distance to his body.

It seemed to me, now that the most important moment had arrived, Meena is delaying and savoring the expectation. I could see the desire in her face, her eyes were narrowed and her lips parted. The pink tip of her tongue slid over her lips. Now she moved her hands down to his tight crotch. She ran her fingers up his prick trunk and stroked it.

Then she drew away from him and hissed with trembling voice: “Kick off your shoes.” She instructed.

Murad kicked his sport shoes off. Meena then drew his tight jeans down and pulled them from his feet. He sat back in the seat in only his socks, underwear and T-shirt.

The young man gave a moan of lust as he stared at my sexy wife’s mouth.

It seemed to me that now, he couldn't wait.

The fact that Meena seemed to be as excited as he was, and eager to do what she pleased, caused this young lad to tremble and moan.

Murad leaned backwards and stretched out in his chair, his legs spread, Meena was now kneeling over into his groin.

She was now rubbing his prick through his white underwear again.

Then she slipped her fingers under the elastic band of his shorts and pulled them down slowly until his throbbing prick was exposed.

Meena gasped and swallowed hard as she saw his lund for the first time.

Murad was very excited as my sexy wife looked up and smiled widely at him while his lund throbbed next to her beautiful face.

Meena pushed his underwear under his balls so that his whole vibrating cock was bared. She gazed at his prick with fascination.

Now I could see His lund clearly too. It was as long as mine, it means about six inches long, but not too thick. With a perfect mushroom head. And it was very hard as an iron bar and red and probably at this moment as hot as molten steel!

It was perfect, but not very huge. The tip of it was already slippery with precum.

“Oh my… it is so beautiful!” Meena smiled and admired the young man’s prick.

She slowly reached out and gripped the root of his prick with her right hand and stroked it up and down, moving just an inch or so at the base of his shaft.

Murad automatically jerked his ass up and drove his prick into her fist. His cockhead was glowing. More precum came out and trickled down his shaft. It was a very thick liquid.

Meena cupped his balls in the palm of her left hand: “So beautiful and sexy.” She cooed.

I could see from her face expression that she is fascinated by his hard prick.

Meena was looking fixed at his lund while holding it at the root, as if fascinated.

“You have a very beautiful lund, Murad.” She purred, giving him a playful gaze.

Then she began to draw her fist up and down his prick first slowly, then tightened her grip and stroked him with a firmer stroke. 

Now she was pumping him steadily, in a rhythm that would bring him off, but moving slowly, probably to last his eruption for a while.

“It's so beautiful and so hard!” Meena murmured as she glanced up into his black eyes with a grin and her breath blew on his cock.

Murad’s body quivered in anticipation: “Ohhh my God!”

Meena was alarmed, she looked at his face and whispered: “Please last as long as you can, Murad…”

She begged; “And try not to cum soon…”

“Okay, ma'am, I mean Meena, I'll try." He panted.

Meena grinned. She stared at the young lund in her hand again.

Murad’s both hands gripped the armrests of his chair as my sexy wife’s mouth came closer to the tip of his dick.

“Ohhh God…” He whimpered.

Now Meena lowered her head into Murad's lap. He felt this and groaned.

She finally touched the tip of her tongue to the tip of his dick lightly.

Murad jumped in the chair and his body cramped. I saw how Meena's eyelids closed and she sighed, savoring the taste of his precum for a moment, and then moaned: “Mmmmmmmh...”

She leaned down into his lap and licked his cock head with long strokes with her tongue. Her lips pursed, she kissed the tip of his dick lightly. Then her lips parted slowly and she took his lund into her mouth with her lips compressed around it.

Murad moaned softly. I could imagine that he had never felt anything as magnificent and exciting as the tight grip of my lovely wife’s beautiful lips on his young lund.

Meena began to suck eagerly. For sure she wanted more of his precum onto her tongue. My hot Meena was soon slobbering down Murad's lund and her saliva running onto his balls. Slowly she began to move her head up and down, absorbing the full length of his hard prick into her mouth.

Now Murad stared down as he watched her lips pull.

My sexy wife glanced up into his deep, black eyes and grinned.

She turned her head and licked his balls, and then she ran her tongue up his shaft from root to head with long slurps.

Meena glanced up and looked with dreamy eyes in his deep eyes.

At this moment I knew that, she wanted him! She wanted him inside of her. She wanted to be his first woman to have. As I watched her, I felt, at this moment she wanted it more than anything else.

“Murad... I... I want your...”

Meena sighed, but suddenly Murad interrupted her and it seemed to me that he is going to explode, “I am going to... I can't hold it longer!” He moaned.

Meena put his lund back into her hot mouth and started to suck hungrily, while moving her head up and down. 

After a short moment, she pulled her lips from his dick and looked up into his eyes and begged: ‘Fill my mouth with your hot cum, Murad!’

And then bent down into Murad's's lap. Meena slipped his lund into her mouth again and began greedily to suck it.

Then one time more, she pulled off his hard cock and spoke: “Cum! Cum for me! I want you to cum for me!” She moaned.

Murad cried: “Ohhhhh... Ohhhhhh...”

As he continued to fuck my wife's face while it went steadily up and down on his dick.

Then it was so far, he cried out: “Ohhhhhhhh! Meenaaaaaaa!”

I knew that at this moment his balls erupted.

His right hand gripped the arm rest of the chair tightly and his left hand fell onto Meena's head to push it into his groin to get deeper in her mouth.

And I knew that Meena's mouth was at this moment filled with hot sticky cum.

I saw that she gasped and gulped his cum down, taking his cock back into her throat as he trembled a second then a third time.

Meena's head kept going up and down, sucking for more.

Cum overflowed her sucking lips and poured out as her head rose up his rod. Going down again, she sucked it back in.

I thought to myself, my Meena doesn't want to miss a drop and swallowed every bit of the cum from our young gardeners cock. 

Then she moaned in delight: “Mmmmmmmmmh!”

At last Meena took his shaft in her hand and stroked it harder milking it for the last drops of cum it had. She sucked further, milking every last drop of his semen from his lund and swallowing it joyfully.

Finally Murad was finished as he leaned his head back against the chair's back.

Meena continued to suck on his hard lund that softened in her mouth. She sat up, smiling with creamy lips, looking happy and contented. Her hands still wrapped around his cock...

She carefully licked her lips and whimpered: “Ohhhhhh, it was delicious!”

Then she tightened her grip and pulled her fist up one more time. As the last drop of his cum appeared in his piss hole, Meena sank back down to his cock and rubbed it on her cheek and across her lips.

When she released it, his lund swayed up and down and finally flopped onto his Stomach.

He looked down at Meena as she was smiling at him: ”Ohhhh, my God! That was… wow!… You are perfect Ma’am… Meena!” Murad said as he caught his breath.

Then he stared at her naked breasts.

Meena’s nipples still stuck out clearly away from the tips of her beautiful tits.

She gazed thoughtfully at him for a moment then said: “Did you really enjoy it Murad?”

“Yes, it was incredible, I didn't know this is going to be so wonderful, but...”

Then, as if he was suddenly scared, looked at the house door and in a hurry took his pants and tried to put it on.

Meena watched him and his now half erect dick which rapidly disappeared in his pants.

She said softly: “Don't be afraid, Murad. He is sleeping. You can take a shower if you want...” 

And pointed to the guest house.

Murad nodded, stood up and rapidly got in the guest house.

Meena took her bikini top and came in. I was standing there next to the window, with my hard on still persisting in my pants.

She smiled at me and went into the bathroom to wash. The door to the bathroom was open and I could see her. She washed her face and mouth and came out.

I approached to her and said: “How was it...?”

She giggled and said: “He is cute, I like him...”

“I am happy to hear that..” I said and kissed her lips, lightly.

As I let her go, She studied my face shortly, then placed both her hands on my face.

She cupped my features and lowered her lips to mine. This time it was not just a kiss of my wife, but the kiss of a woman who find herself still very much in love! Her fingers slid into my hair and held me to her. Her tongue slid inside my mouth and mine slipped automatically inside hers.

We stroked slowly, while renewing our hunger that we shared. It seemed to me that our lips and tongues, while gliding upon each other, are dancing to a melody.

Finally, as we separated, she got into the walk in closet to change. As she came out, she had a short pants and a loose white blouse on. 
I was sitting on the couch... 

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