22-11-2020, 01:44 AM
As we got home, after changing to a shorts and shirt, Meena was busy in the kitchen, and I sat to the TV and my thoughts went on.
There came some forgotten things in my mind.
I thought about the situation, that sometime those days, I couldn't watch their lovemaking, anymore. Especially after I had cum.
At those moments, all my concerns came to the forefront of my mind, and I felt sick watching my Meena so enthusiastically fucking another man especially when I imagined, this man is her own uncle.
I couldn't get out of my mind the picture of Mansour fucking my wife. But what really stuck in my mind every time as I thought about their relationship, was how Meena responded to him.
Not just his big cock, but the way Mansour's muscular body and his type dominant lovemaking had so aroused her, I estimated.
Those days, Meena seemed practically mesmerized by his manhood.
The way she traced her fingers across his hard upper arm and back muscles, and how she delighted in the way his muscles rippled and bulged as he fucked her.
I never realized a wife and especially my wife, Meena, could be so into sex.
And for me, despite my concerns and my jealousy, as I was thinking about this all, the images of Mansour fucking my wife had gotten me every time.
Often in the last weeks, I even began to masturbate, replaying in my mind what I had seen and heard a few weeks ago. I was jealous and angry, but instead of making me to pause, these thoughts and the Images, pushed me over the edge, and I came very soon.
After lunch, we sat longer in the dining room. Music was playing and I was sipping my coffee. Meena was speaking about her short visit to her family in the next weeks, she had planned it for some weeks, she was worried about his mother and siblings. His younger brother was newly married in the US. Her mother and younger sister who was single, lived together and Meena had not visited them for a long time.
She stood up to go into the kitchen.
I thought this was perhaps the right moment, then I asked snappy: “Did you call your uncle?” And laughed.
My beautiful wife paused and I felt the stare from her as I said this.
“No, I didn’t… But If you wish, you can…”
“Before I express my wishes tell me honestly just if your uncle was completely brave…”
Meena looked at my face all the time. Then she came slowly closer and sat on my lap: “Yes, as I told you, he was and still is.”
I asked again. “He really didn’t try to convince you; he didn’t make any move…”
“I would tell you…” Meena interrupted me.
I didn’t give up: “Would you? Promise?”
Meena looked at me offended: “You don’t believe me?”
“I am just surprised.” I said, reaching over and stroking her inner thigh.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah... This is not his type, he's leaving you alone and… all to me. I expected him to try more and more…” I smiled.
“That's not so bad, is it? I mean to leave me alone and all to you? You don’t prefer him to try again, do you?” She asked seductively.
I just kept stroking her thigh, and winked at her...
After a moment, Meena leaned over: “Tell me baby…”
She said, scooting up close to my ear: “Want me to call him?”
She whispered: “I will tell him I am now ready for him again and you do not mind… I can tell him, I am going to cut my hair short and shave me in a special part of my body just for him… Do you want me to call him?”
Meena nibbled my ear lobe and my already erected cock twitched.
“I will tell him that I am all ready to bend over for him... Is this okay? Are you really serious about what you have said already some days ago? You want this? You want me to be fucked by my uncle baby? Do you really?”
She sat back, staring at me. I looked at her and she winked at me and couldn't help but laugh a little.
I reached down between her thighs and she squeezed them together, clamping my hand down between them.
Once she relaxed I slid two fingers under the front of her shorts. I just kept lightly tugging on her waistband until she laughed.
Then I laughed too.
“Would you really do this if I say yes?” I inquired with a big smile on my face and reaching around her.
Meena looked at me and let me pull her to me for a long lustful kiss.
As we separated, she dropped her face down and asked lightly:
“Do you think he would like to fuck me again? Perhaps he has a new girlfriend...” Meena teased.
I responded: “I will bet he would run if you call him and tell him that you want it… I can swear…” I said.
I felt my heartbeat all time, so excited was I.
“And I know he would never in his right mind turn down a sex session with you. If he realizes that you agree to let him be your lover again, I know he would do it in a heartbeat.”
This brought a laugh from Meena.
“Thanks for that rousing vote of confidence. You're really into this idea, aren’t you?” She laughed further.
“You can call him now, Meena.” I insisted seriously.
Meena hesitated one moment, then said: “No… No, I am too excited now, I don’t know how to speak with him about… you know… I call him later… I mean in the evening…”
Then she abruptly stood up and whispered: “Some days ago you had asked me a question, my darling. And I said I answer to it just upstairs. Now I am going to respond to it, but not upstairs. I am leaving for guest house. I want to meet you in ten minutes there. You caught me. You awoke some unbelievable strong feelings and desires in my body, I feel me so sexy, excuse me for what I am going to say, but I had sometimes in the last time fantasized pretending I'm with him, because just thinking about the sex with him made me horny. I shouldn't tell you this, but it makes me so hot thinking about Mansi. Now that I know you have no objection, I must admit it, I need him, I need Mansi at this moment. I want him to take me to his bed, to conquer me, you know I can’t lie to you. Yes, I want him, I want him now to be here and to fuck me. God, I am so horny. I can’t wait, please take me, I can’t wait longer, I need him and you have to play Mansi, to be my uncle, just for today…”
Then she got in a hurry, first into the walk in closet and after two minutes reappeared and without looking at my direction left for the door.
I was still sitting there open mouthed, I was paralyzed, I felt I can't move yet, but very excited and yes, for sure, I had an immense erection in my trousers…
I had ten minutes time left… As always thoughts came and went, I was heated, I was in an extremely agitated condition.
This is going to be a Role play, I thought to myself. But not a normal one, at the same time came in my mind.
Our sex life was one I would describe as super in the last times.
Often with a lot of fantasy thrown in along the way for good measure. We had one time tried to play this game, a role play with me as Mansour and it was weeks ago, the time when I pretended still not to know about their relationship. That was a bad experience for both of us, Meena interrupted it and that ended up in a not pleasant way...
And now we were going to repeat it? After that incident and crash in our emotions?
No, it can't be, it may not turn out well. This is a dangerous game, me as Mansour...
Ten minutes, these damned ten minutes…
I knew Mansour had taught her the true pleasure of sex.
Now, today after her confession about her lust for him and that she even dreams of him, I thought to myself, Meena is going to surrender to all his demands, soon she would present all that she possesses, all of her self, body and soul, to please her uncle, this time totally and without barrier.
I was who permit her and him this. But could I control the tsunami if I let it start and roll on? Wouldn’t I be the loser at the end of the story?
Mansour had brought her to secret corners of the ecstasy she had never previously known or thought could exist.
Her sobbing fulfillment while their body uniting, her crying and wailing, throbbing and pulsing, all this showed me, not only one time, but often, how dangerous it is for meand our partnership and love, and she knew it, but I closed my mental eyes and ears to see and hear what she means and wants to express, and now, I was going to let it happen…
She had multiple times repeatedly asked if I really let him? Even more: even if I want him to have her? And to respond this, I didn’t reply only that I tolerate it, but I would like it and I am going to enjoy it.
Meena was not somebody to fool. After her complete certainty and foolproof, after she found herself, her partnership and her marriage in a sure zone, she was suddenly agreed and confessed honestly all her willingness to give herself to him…
Now she knows that this is my choice and not hers, then there will be no problem in the future, she can enjoy giving herself without limitation, reservation or embarrassment, submissively and in total trust to his every need…
I thought to myself....
- tbc -
(26863)
There came some forgotten things in my mind.
I thought about the situation, that sometime those days, I couldn't watch their lovemaking, anymore. Especially after I had cum.
At those moments, all my concerns came to the forefront of my mind, and I felt sick watching my Meena so enthusiastically fucking another man especially when I imagined, this man is her own uncle.
I couldn't get out of my mind the picture of Mansour fucking my wife. But what really stuck in my mind every time as I thought about their relationship, was how Meena responded to him.
Not just his big cock, but the way Mansour's muscular body and his type dominant lovemaking had so aroused her, I estimated.
Those days, Meena seemed practically mesmerized by his manhood.
The way she traced her fingers across his hard upper arm and back muscles, and how she delighted in the way his muscles rippled and bulged as he fucked her.
I never realized a wife and especially my wife, Meena, could be so into sex.
And for me, despite my concerns and my jealousy, as I was thinking about this all, the images of Mansour fucking my wife had gotten me every time.
Often in the last weeks, I even began to masturbate, replaying in my mind what I had seen and heard a few weeks ago. I was jealous and angry, but instead of making me to pause, these thoughts and the Images, pushed me over the edge, and I came very soon.
After lunch, we sat longer in the dining room. Music was playing and I was sipping my coffee. Meena was speaking about her short visit to her family in the next weeks, she had planned it for some weeks, she was worried about his mother and siblings. His younger brother was newly married in the US. Her mother and younger sister who was single, lived together and Meena had not visited them for a long time.
She stood up to go into the kitchen.
I thought this was perhaps the right moment, then I asked snappy: “Did you call your uncle?” And laughed.
My beautiful wife paused and I felt the stare from her as I said this.
“No, I didn’t… But If you wish, you can…”
“Before I express my wishes tell me honestly just if your uncle was completely brave…”
Meena looked at my face all the time. Then she came slowly closer and sat on my lap: “Yes, as I told you, he was and still is.”
I asked again. “He really didn’t try to convince you; he didn’t make any move…”
“I would tell you…” Meena interrupted me.
I didn’t give up: “Would you? Promise?”
Meena looked at me offended: “You don’t believe me?”
“I am just surprised.” I said, reaching over and stroking her inner thigh.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah... This is not his type, he's leaving you alone and… all to me. I expected him to try more and more…” I smiled.
“That's not so bad, is it? I mean to leave me alone and all to you? You don’t prefer him to try again, do you?” She asked seductively.
I just kept stroking her thigh, and winked at her...
After a moment, Meena leaned over: “Tell me baby…”
She said, scooting up close to my ear: “Want me to call him?”
She whispered: “I will tell him I am now ready for him again and you do not mind… I can tell him, I am going to cut my hair short and shave me in a special part of my body just for him… Do you want me to call him?”
Meena nibbled my ear lobe and my already erected cock twitched.
“I will tell him that I am all ready to bend over for him... Is this okay? Are you really serious about what you have said already some days ago? You want this? You want me to be fucked by my uncle baby? Do you really?”
She sat back, staring at me. I looked at her and she winked at me and couldn't help but laugh a little.
I reached down between her thighs and she squeezed them together, clamping my hand down between them.
Once she relaxed I slid two fingers under the front of her shorts. I just kept lightly tugging on her waistband until she laughed.
Then I laughed too.
“Would you really do this if I say yes?” I inquired with a big smile on my face and reaching around her.
Meena looked at me and let me pull her to me for a long lustful kiss.
As we separated, she dropped her face down and asked lightly:
“Do you think he would like to fuck me again? Perhaps he has a new girlfriend...” Meena teased.
I responded: “I will bet he would run if you call him and tell him that you want it… I can swear…” I said.
I felt my heartbeat all time, so excited was I.
“And I know he would never in his right mind turn down a sex session with you. If he realizes that you agree to let him be your lover again, I know he would do it in a heartbeat.”
This brought a laugh from Meena.
“Thanks for that rousing vote of confidence. You're really into this idea, aren’t you?” She laughed further.
“You can call him now, Meena.” I insisted seriously.
Meena hesitated one moment, then said: “No… No, I am too excited now, I don’t know how to speak with him about… you know… I call him later… I mean in the evening…”
Then she abruptly stood up and whispered: “Some days ago you had asked me a question, my darling. And I said I answer to it just upstairs. Now I am going to respond to it, but not upstairs. I am leaving for guest house. I want to meet you in ten minutes there. You caught me. You awoke some unbelievable strong feelings and desires in my body, I feel me so sexy, excuse me for what I am going to say, but I had sometimes in the last time fantasized pretending I'm with him, because just thinking about the sex with him made me horny. I shouldn't tell you this, but it makes me so hot thinking about Mansi. Now that I know you have no objection, I must admit it, I need him, I need Mansi at this moment. I want him to take me to his bed, to conquer me, you know I can’t lie to you. Yes, I want him, I want him now to be here and to fuck me. God, I am so horny. I can’t wait, please take me, I can’t wait longer, I need him and you have to play Mansi, to be my uncle, just for today…”
Then she got in a hurry, first into the walk in closet and after two minutes reappeared and without looking at my direction left for the door.
I was still sitting there open mouthed, I was paralyzed, I felt I can't move yet, but very excited and yes, for sure, I had an immense erection in my trousers…
I had ten minutes time left… As always thoughts came and went, I was heated, I was in an extremely agitated condition.
This is going to be a Role play, I thought to myself. But not a normal one, at the same time came in my mind.
Our sex life was one I would describe as super in the last times.
Often with a lot of fantasy thrown in along the way for good measure. We had one time tried to play this game, a role play with me as Mansour and it was weeks ago, the time when I pretended still not to know about their relationship. That was a bad experience for both of us, Meena interrupted it and that ended up in a not pleasant way...
And now we were going to repeat it? After that incident and crash in our emotions?
No, it can't be, it may not turn out well. This is a dangerous game, me as Mansour...
Ten minutes, these damned ten minutes…
I knew Mansour had taught her the true pleasure of sex.
Now, today after her confession about her lust for him and that she even dreams of him, I thought to myself, Meena is going to surrender to all his demands, soon she would present all that she possesses, all of her self, body and soul, to please her uncle, this time totally and without barrier.
I was who permit her and him this. But could I control the tsunami if I let it start and roll on? Wouldn’t I be the loser at the end of the story?
Mansour had brought her to secret corners of the ecstasy she had never previously known or thought could exist.
Her sobbing fulfillment while their body uniting, her crying and wailing, throbbing and pulsing, all this showed me, not only one time, but often, how dangerous it is for meand our partnership and love, and she knew it, but I closed my mental eyes and ears to see and hear what she means and wants to express, and now, I was going to let it happen…
She had multiple times repeatedly asked if I really let him? Even more: even if I want him to have her? And to respond this, I didn’t reply only that I tolerate it, but I would like it and I am going to enjoy it.
Meena was not somebody to fool. After her complete certainty and foolproof, after she found herself, her partnership and her marriage in a sure zone, she was suddenly agreed and confessed honestly all her willingness to give herself to him…
Now she knows that this is my choice and not hers, then there will be no problem in the future, she can enjoy giving herself without limitation, reservation or embarrassment, submissively and in total trust to his every need…
I thought to myself....
- tbc -
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