12-01-2021, 10:28 PM
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...
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Now it was about ten minutes passed, I stood up and after some seconds I was in the guest house. Meena was not to see.
I stood disheartened two feet in the living room of the guest house. Near to the door, trying to gather my nerve to move on.
At the moment as I thought she must be in the bedroom, I heard her sexy voice: “Come to me Mansi… come to your princess…”
I began to take my clothes off, there in the living room... pulling my polo shirt over my head, sliding out of my levis.. Then proceeded to slide my pants down, dropping them to my feet and step out of them.
I was now completely naked and ready. I looked down, I had a big erection, for my an enormous one.
If she wants me to be her uncle, then here I am.
Ready and hard. My knees were a little bit week of excitement, but I wanted to be the strong one. The one who dominates and who decides in which direction it goes… I had no other choice.
I heard one more time ...
“Uncle, I can no more wait, please, come to me…”
Her voice sounded like if she really needed it badly and couldn’t wait more!
Oh God, I thought to myself: Today Meena does not want to be made love to. She just wants to be fucked! And that by her uncle!
Apparently I had waited too long. I suppose she thought something is wrong, because I heard and then saw her at the door of the bedroom.
There stood my angel. Her uncle's princess for today, in all her beauty.
Not completely in nude, but just in her black bra and black panties and… The necklace! Mansour’s Gift to her niece, from her teen years.
My heart was going too fast from watching her beauty and from my extremely heated body.
She looked at my erection one moment then smiled and whispered: “Finally…”
And turned around to show her magnificent back to me and get into the room.
At this point I made two steps and was by her back.
Meena stopped as my hands came up from behind and I embraced her soft back into mine, to cup her breasts, fondling and squeezing them delightfully.
My teeth nibble on the soft skin of her neck.
Meena leaned back into my strength.
She moaned in heat as my eager fingers started to touch her body.
This time I knew that just imagining her uncle is doing this, makes her feel so weak and helpless as I stroked each exposed surface of bare soft skin with my hands.
“Oh, yes, lick me...Ahhh...”
She breathed as I licked greedily along her soft neck; she threw her head to one side baring her neck to my tongue and teeth.
I seemed so at this point, if I had put my teeth in her sweet flesh, her only response would have been to sigh her devoted approval.
Then my hands slipped underneath the loose brassiere to grasp the mounds of her full breasts, strongly and firmly.
I could feel that her nipples strain against the palms of my hands as I toyed and played with her tits. This left her breathless for a moment.
I noticed that Meena looks down at my hands on the softness and whiteness of her firm orbs, then came a sigh...
“Ohhhh, Mansi,… That was a long time… Please….”
It was so supremely wicked to allow my wife, my Meena call me Mansour and pretend me to be his old, fat uncle who was going to have his way with her!
She yelped with surprise and discomfort as I pulled on her nipples and I felt as a shiver went through her and she sighed again: “Oh, uncle, please not so hard…”
Then my hands got down and pushed her thong over her round hips and it slithered down, to the floor. Now Meena turned in my arms and reached for my lips to kiss me,
shivering again as my hand slid over and clasped her now naked bottom.
Her mouth hungrily sought mine and her tongue got into my mouth to caress my tongue and make me further hard.
I thought to myself, now she could feel the hardness of my cock pressing into her soft mound.
Then she looked down and watched my throbbing cock, gripped it in her hand and whispered:
“I love it, Mansi… I missed it so…”
I grinned as I felt the sexual lust driving higher the excitement of Meena in front of me, for her his old uncle at this moment.
I squeezed and caressed alternately the delightful warm round cheeks of her bottom, causing to higher her lust. In my sexual experiences and memories over the past years, there was little to compare with this eager heat of my wife who was now in her imagination, rediscovering sex with Mansour.
I loved my Meena’s shyness always, since she looked for the first time in my eyes as a young girl, actually a child, but now, the sheer heat and almost cheeky desire of her for this man, her old, ugly uncle, was something that was truly just a unique lace out of the description. As her soft hand grasped and squeezed my hard cock, I pulled Meena to me, almost lifted her before throwing her back onto the bed.
My beautiful wife hit the bed, and she sprawled naked in front of me, her uncle.
She looked up at me and I knew she saw the hungry lust exposed so clearly on my face as I swallowed up her luscious curves with my eyes.
I couldn’t and didn’t want to waste the time. I climbed onto the bed, my hard cock came into contact with her body.
I groaned: “Are you ready my princess? Are you ready for your Mansi?”
Then I rose above Meena, and her lovely thighs flopped apart in horny abandon and sheer desire.
Then she murmured: “Love me uncle, make me yours…”
As I dropped down on top of her, Meena's legs opened wide and she got her back up to find my cock.
In one smooth, easy motion my cock found Meena’s pussy and slipped through her tight and wet cuntal opening.
I thrust and she gasped in delight as my hot and hard prick sank deeply into her womanhood.
Her hands grasped me tightly, and she sighed with satisfaction as her cunt was filled full of the cock of the man she always, since her childhood loved, but at this moment it was just the hard and long prick of her ugly uncle who was fucking her and making her sigh and whimper…
As I guided and pushed my throbbing cock with a targeted thrust into her aching pussy,
I felt how wet she was.
There was no resistance and I sank to the hilt in one long deep thrust.
Meena was now whimpering and trembling.
I was still above her as if I'm trying to extend this moment to eternity. It was so exciting for me, to fuck her while pretending I am her uncle.
She looked at my face and sighed: “Tell me uncle, tell me what you want to do with me…?!”
“I am going to fuck you my princess, your uncle is going to fuck you silly…” I groaned.
Meena closed her eyes and whispered: “Fuck me Mansi, fuck your princess, I missed this so long… Do it to me…”
Then we began moving together.
Taking it slowly and quietly at first, I leaned forward and lock my fingers into hers on the sides of her body, then kissed her lips quickly and finally buried my face in her dark, good smelling hair, whispering like crazy.
“I am going to possess you my princess, you’ll be mine, just mine, my whore forever… do you understand?”
Then I started slamming into Meena hard and as deep as I could go inside her. I wasn’t sure if it doesn’t hurt, normally it should do as hell…
But she repeated: “Fuck me uncle, fuck me forever… I am your whore… My pussy belongs to you…”
I was behaving like crazy and Meena was tolerating my pure brutality as she repeated and repeated...
“Yes… Yes, do me, make me yours, uncle…”
I was a bit ashamed even at the moment as it was happening, but yet it felt very much like heaven… That was insanely hot, the friction of my frenzy and fury against Meena’s submissive devotion and humility…
I felt at this moment she is digging her nails into the flesh of my shoulders while moaning loudly, her eyes wild with pain and pleasure. I arched my back and pulled out back my prick, almost completely, but at the same time I felt how her wet cunt hugging my cock head tightly.
“No… No uncle, stay with me, fuck me hard… I need your cock…” She moaned.
I sank back into her pussy with the same force as before and then quickening my pace.
We both were breathing deeply. I was sure Meena’s fingernails had made permanent drawings on my lower back, if not actual blood.
This was urging me to fuck her harder and harder.
“Please Uncle… fuck me deeper…”
She was almost weeping now while her hips pushed upward to meet mine, to fuck me back with the same forceful violence as my own mind blowing collision above her was occurring.
“Oh my God… You… Mansi… I can't fucking help it… I'm going to cum…” She screamed suddenly and closed her eyes.
Then opened them at once to look deep into mine, and began to tremble.
She was cumming, and she was cumming hard.
The intensity of her orgasm made her womanhood tighten around my cock almost uncomfortably. Her cuntal muscles were contracting hard all around my pole over and over and milking its length.
I groaned: “Oh… Ahhh… Meena…”
At that very second I felt the rush of semen to my prick.
I was sure Meena could feel how it began to throb wildly, deep in her cunt. And I was also sure that I am ravishing my beautiful wife completely as her uncle.
This was what she wanted and wished at this moment.
Her eyes widened and she screamed: “Yes… Yes, uncle, fuck me deep… cum deep inside me… I need it…”
Hearing this from her, my head dropped to her shoulder and I began to cum with her still trembling body from her extended orgasm.
I came so hard and hot against the heat of her cunt.
Only then I noticed Meena is gently biting and nibbling on my shoulder, while her nails digging into my back.
Then I started lapping softly at her neck like a tired but satisfied animal.
It was so much cum that it only took seconds before its overflowing onto her thighs and drenching the sheets between them.
The glistening inner petals of her cunt and the puffy lips of her pussy finally let my still throbbing dick free. The blissful and delicious taste and the heavenly scent of her skin on my tongue and in my nose, combined with the slippery feel of her tender outer female organ, made me high and to wish these seconds to be an eternity…
Now she was sucking, nibbling and blowing and lashing with her tongue on my shoulder too. She maneuvered her lower body a little, moaning one more time.
And my still somehow half erected prick, slipped once again into her womanhood.
“I neeeeed you inside me, uncle… Forever…” Meena whimpered writhing.
It was like if she has a sharp and lasting ache deep in her belly, and now my dick, the skillful male organ of her uncle Mansi at this moment, heal it and gives her a consolation and comfort.
She closed her beautiful eyes and I tried to stay hard and go as deep as possible into the inside of her being.
As if she can read my mind, she opened her thighs more and more, giving me way.
And, at once, not more than some seconds after I started to move myself in her pussy, she began to dig her nails again on my back and I noticed, her climax started newly to spark and inflame. Suddenly She came to a peak, hard and wet and without restraint…
And I felt her squirting this time, I felt the eruption of the dampness between us and all
over my lower belly and upper thighs as she clamped on my body and her whole body contracted and then trembled in wave after wave…
“I love you… I love you forever…” She screamed weeping again and again.
I kept silent some short seconds then murmured into her ear: “I love you too, my princess… I love you too…”
As I lifted my head and looked in her eyes, she looked back deep in mine, so beautiful and innocent like an angel, and while smiling whispered…
“I know my uncle… I knew it always Mansi…”
I was lying there and trying to gather my nerves, to control my highly annoyed side and my extremely hurt feelings.
At the same time, I was also almost overwhelmed with sadness.
She, my girl, my Meena had confessed her love for another man, her uncle. Just and of all today, three hours ago as I watched her in her outfit before leaving for store, I was so happy and lucky to have her, and I thought she was more beautiful today than she
has ever been in all the time that I have known and loved her.
She fascinated me as a young teen girl and still got it to do so, even better and more than before. Her beautiful hair her gorgeous face with the figure to die for it the wonderfully shaped ass that she teases me with all the time all were an oasis of happiness for me over the years. Especially much more in the last time as I felt other guys, even very young ones are interested in her.
And now I was lying there, broken and lost.
My wife, my Meena had admitted that she loves that ugly, fat and older man, who misused her and almost bangd her many times.
I was beyond control, and I felt like weeping and crying…
I slid slowly to the floor and sat with my back leaned to the bed.
We stayed shortly as we were. She lying there on the bed with closed eyes, and me sitting by, on the floor with my head on my chest and my tears starting to flow.
Yes, I admitted to myself, I wanted this role play sex game between us to happen, but according to my feelings, it had turned out not like I had wished.
Okay, my feeling told me she got to have a bit of fun and this I owe her. But there were limits and she had overcome the line and was beyond it.
Actually, she told Mansour directly in my presence, that she loves him…
I was a practical sort of guy. I prided myself on my analytical and planning abilities.
If there was a problem, at home or at my job, even while a serious condition with a patient on Operation table, then I was the man to go to for the answer, and you could swear that it would be the most logical and well thought out answer to the problem.
Now, after our hot sex session, I found myself sitting on the floor at the foot of that bed, In our guesthouse, almost crying and watching how my lucky life of over fifteen years get lost and my marriage after ten years dwindles away, and I had no answer...
I felt at this same time deeply my love for her and then the sadness again crept into
my heart. I turned my head and deliberately let with tearful eyes, my gaze rove over
her angelic face and her well-formed body.
‘Is this the last time I will get to enjoy looking at her beauty? I still love her with all my heart, body and soul! Did I do it wrong from the beginning? Why couldn't I see this coming in time to do something about it? Am I right? Do I really know her?..’ I thought to myself.
These questions appeared in and rolled away from my mind and then back again as if they were ripples across the water in a pond....
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Now it was about ten minutes passed, I stood up and after some seconds I was in the guest house. Meena was not to see.
I stood disheartened two feet in the living room of the guest house. Near to the door, trying to gather my nerve to move on.
At the moment as I thought she must be in the bedroom, I heard her sexy voice: “Come to me Mansi… come to your princess…”
I began to take my clothes off, there in the living room... pulling my polo shirt over my head, sliding out of my levis.. Then proceeded to slide my pants down, dropping them to my feet and step out of them.
I was now completely naked and ready. I looked down, I had a big erection, for my an enormous one.
If she wants me to be her uncle, then here I am.
Ready and hard. My knees were a little bit week of excitement, but I wanted to be the strong one. The one who dominates and who decides in which direction it goes… I had no other choice.
I heard one more time ...
“Uncle, I can no more wait, please, come to me…”
Her voice sounded like if she really needed it badly and couldn’t wait more!
Oh God, I thought to myself: Today Meena does not want to be made love to. She just wants to be fucked! And that by her uncle!
Apparently I had waited too long. I suppose she thought something is wrong, because I heard and then saw her at the door of the bedroom.
There stood my angel. Her uncle's princess for today, in all her beauty.
Not completely in nude, but just in her black bra and black panties and… The necklace! Mansour’s Gift to her niece, from her teen years.
My heart was going too fast from watching her beauty and from my extremely heated body.
She looked at my erection one moment then smiled and whispered: “Finally…”
And turned around to show her magnificent back to me and get into the room.
At this point I made two steps and was by her back.
Meena stopped as my hands came up from behind and I embraced her soft back into mine, to cup her breasts, fondling and squeezing them delightfully.
My teeth nibble on the soft skin of her neck.
Meena leaned back into my strength.
She moaned in heat as my eager fingers started to touch her body.
This time I knew that just imagining her uncle is doing this, makes her feel so weak and helpless as I stroked each exposed surface of bare soft skin with my hands.
“Oh, yes, lick me...Ahhh...”
She breathed as I licked greedily along her soft neck; she threw her head to one side baring her neck to my tongue and teeth.
I seemed so at this point, if I had put my teeth in her sweet flesh, her only response would have been to sigh her devoted approval.
Then my hands slipped underneath the loose brassiere to grasp the mounds of her full breasts, strongly and firmly.
I could feel that her nipples strain against the palms of my hands as I toyed and played with her tits. This left her breathless for a moment.
I noticed that Meena looks down at my hands on the softness and whiteness of her firm orbs, then came a sigh...
“Ohhhh, Mansi,… That was a long time… Please….”
It was so supremely wicked to allow my wife, my Meena call me Mansour and pretend me to be his old, fat uncle who was going to have his way with her!
She yelped with surprise and discomfort as I pulled on her nipples and I felt as a shiver went through her and she sighed again: “Oh, uncle, please not so hard…”
Then my hands got down and pushed her thong over her round hips and it slithered down, to the floor. Now Meena turned in my arms and reached for my lips to kiss me,
shivering again as my hand slid over and clasped her now naked bottom.
Her mouth hungrily sought mine and her tongue got into my mouth to caress my tongue and make me further hard.
I thought to myself, now she could feel the hardness of my cock pressing into her soft mound.
Then she looked down and watched my throbbing cock, gripped it in her hand and whispered:
“I love it, Mansi… I missed it so…”
I grinned as I felt the sexual lust driving higher the excitement of Meena in front of me, for her his old uncle at this moment.
I squeezed and caressed alternately the delightful warm round cheeks of her bottom, causing to higher her lust. In my sexual experiences and memories over the past years, there was little to compare with this eager heat of my wife who was now in her imagination, rediscovering sex with Mansour.
I loved my Meena’s shyness always, since she looked for the first time in my eyes as a young girl, actually a child, but now, the sheer heat and almost cheeky desire of her for this man, her old, ugly uncle, was something that was truly just a unique lace out of the description. As her soft hand grasped and squeezed my hard cock, I pulled Meena to me, almost lifted her before throwing her back onto the bed.
My beautiful wife hit the bed, and she sprawled naked in front of me, her uncle.
She looked up at me and I knew she saw the hungry lust exposed so clearly on my face as I swallowed up her luscious curves with my eyes.
I couldn’t and didn’t want to waste the time. I climbed onto the bed, my hard cock came into contact with her body.
I groaned: “Are you ready my princess? Are you ready for your Mansi?”
Then I rose above Meena, and her lovely thighs flopped apart in horny abandon and sheer desire.
Then she murmured: “Love me uncle, make me yours…”
As I dropped down on top of her, Meena's legs opened wide and she got her back up to find my cock.
In one smooth, easy motion my cock found Meena’s pussy and slipped through her tight and wet cuntal opening.
I thrust and she gasped in delight as my hot and hard prick sank deeply into her womanhood.
Her hands grasped me tightly, and she sighed with satisfaction as her cunt was filled full of the cock of the man she always, since her childhood loved, but at this moment it was just the hard and long prick of her ugly uncle who was fucking her and making her sigh and whimper…
As I guided and pushed my throbbing cock with a targeted thrust into her aching pussy,
I felt how wet she was.
There was no resistance and I sank to the hilt in one long deep thrust.
Meena was now whimpering and trembling.
I was still above her as if I'm trying to extend this moment to eternity. It was so exciting for me, to fuck her while pretending I am her uncle.
She looked at my face and sighed: “Tell me uncle, tell me what you want to do with me…?!”
“I am going to fuck you my princess, your uncle is going to fuck you silly…” I groaned.
Meena closed her eyes and whispered: “Fuck me Mansi, fuck your princess, I missed this so long… Do it to me…”
Then we began moving together.
Taking it slowly and quietly at first, I leaned forward and lock my fingers into hers on the sides of her body, then kissed her lips quickly and finally buried my face in her dark, good smelling hair, whispering like crazy.
“I am going to possess you my princess, you’ll be mine, just mine, my whore forever… do you understand?”
Then I started slamming into Meena hard and as deep as I could go inside her. I wasn’t sure if it doesn’t hurt, normally it should do as hell…
But she repeated: “Fuck me uncle, fuck me forever… I am your whore… My pussy belongs to you…”
I was behaving like crazy and Meena was tolerating my pure brutality as she repeated and repeated...
“Yes… Yes, do me, make me yours, uncle…”
I was a bit ashamed even at the moment as it was happening, but yet it felt very much like heaven… That was insanely hot, the friction of my frenzy and fury against Meena’s submissive devotion and humility…
I felt at this moment she is digging her nails into the flesh of my shoulders while moaning loudly, her eyes wild with pain and pleasure. I arched my back and pulled out back my prick, almost completely, but at the same time I felt how her wet cunt hugging my cock head tightly.
“No… No uncle, stay with me, fuck me hard… I need your cock…” She moaned.
I sank back into her pussy with the same force as before and then quickening my pace.
We both were breathing deeply. I was sure Meena’s fingernails had made permanent drawings on my lower back, if not actual blood.
This was urging me to fuck her harder and harder.
“Please Uncle… fuck me deeper…”
She was almost weeping now while her hips pushed upward to meet mine, to fuck me back with the same forceful violence as my own mind blowing collision above her was occurring.
“Oh my God… You… Mansi… I can't fucking help it… I'm going to cum…” She screamed suddenly and closed her eyes.
Then opened them at once to look deep into mine, and began to tremble.
She was cumming, and she was cumming hard.
The intensity of her orgasm made her womanhood tighten around my cock almost uncomfortably. Her cuntal muscles were contracting hard all around my pole over and over and milking its length.
I groaned: “Oh… Ahhh… Meena…”
At that very second I felt the rush of semen to my prick.
I was sure Meena could feel how it began to throb wildly, deep in her cunt. And I was also sure that I am ravishing my beautiful wife completely as her uncle.
This was what she wanted and wished at this moment.
Her eyes widened and she screamed: “Yes… Yes, uncle, fuck me deep… cum deep inside me… I need it…”
Hearing this from her, my head dropped to her shoulder and I began to cum with her still trembling body from her extended orgasm.
I came so hard and hot against the heat of her cunt.
Only then I noticed Meena is gently biting and nibbling on my shoulder, while her nails digging into my back.
Then I started lapping softly at her neck like a tired but satisfied animal.
It was so much cum that it only took seconds before its overflowing onto her thighs and drenching the sheets between them.
The glistening inner petals of her cunt and the puffy lips of her pussy finally let my still throbbing dick free. The blissful and delicious taste and the heavenly scent of her skin on my tongue and in my nose, combined with the slippery feel of her tender outer female organ, made me high and to wish these seconds to be an eternity…
Now she was sucking, nibbling and blowing and lashing with her tongue on my shoulder too. She maneuvered her lower body a little, moaning one more time.
And my still somehow half erected prick, slipped once again into her womanhood.
“I neeeeed you inside me, uncle… Forever…” Meena whimpered writhing.
It was like if she has a sharp and lasting ache deep in her belly, and now my dick, the skillful male organ of her uncle Mansi at this moment, heal it and gives her a consolation and comfort.
She closed her beautiful eyes and I tried to stay hard and go as deep as possible into the inside of her being.
As if she can read my mind, she opened her thighs more and more, giving me way.
And, at once, not more than some seconds after I started to move myself in her pussy, she began to dig her nails again on my back and I noticed, her climax started newly to spark and inflame. Suddenly She came to a peak, hard and wet and without restraint…
And I felt her squirting this time, I felt the eruption of the dampness between us and all
over my lower belly and upper thighs as she clamped on my body and her whole body contracted and then trembled in wave after wave…
“I love you… I love you forever…” She screamed weeping again and again.
I kept silent some short seconds then murmured into her ear: “I love you too, my princess… I love you too…”
As I lifted my head and looked in her eyes, she looked back deep in mine, so beautiful and innocent like an angel, and while smiling whispered…
“I know my uncle… I knew it always Mansi…”
I was lying there and trying to gather my nerves, to control my highly annoyed side and my extremely hurt feelings.
At the same time, I was also almost overwhelmed with sadness.
She, my girl, my Meena had confessed her love for another man, her uncle. Just and of all today, three hours ago as I watched her in her outfit before leaving for store, I was so happy and lucky to have her, and I thought she was more beautiful today than she
has ever been in all the time that I have known and loved her.
She fascinated me as a young teen girl and still got it to do so, even better and more than before. Her beautiful hair her gorgeous face with the figure to die for it the wonderfully shaped ass that she teases me with all the time all were an oasis of happiness for me over the years. Especially much more in the last time as I felt other guys, even very young ones are interested in her.
And now I was lying there, broken and lost.
My wife, my Meena had admitted that she loves that ugly, fat and older man, who misused her and almost bangd her many times.
I was beyond control, and I felt like weeping and crying…
I slid slowly to the floor and sat with my back leaned to the bed.
We stayed shortly as we were. She lying there on the bed with closed eyes, and me sitting by, on the floor with my head on my chest and my tears starting to flow.
Yes, I admitted to myself, I wanted this role play sex game between us to happen, but according to my feelings, it had turned out not like I had wished.
Okay, my feeling told me she got to have a bit of fun and this I owe her. But there were limits and she had overcome the line and was beyond it.
Actually, she told Mansour directly in my presence, that she loves him…
I was a practical sort of guy. I prided myself on my analytical and planning abilities.
If there was a problem, at home or at my job, even while a serious condition with a patient on Operation table, then I was the man to go to for the answer, and you could swear that it would be the most logical and well thought out answer to the problem.
Now, after our hot sex session, I found myself sitting on the floor at the foot of that bed, In our guesthouse, almost crying and watching how my lucky life of over fifteen years get lost and my marriage after ten years dwindles away, and I had no answer...
I felt at this same time deeply my love for her and then the sadness again crept into
my heart. I turned my head and deliberately let with tearful eyes, my gaze rove over
her angelic face and her well-formed body.
‘Is this the last time I will get to enjoy looking at her beauty? I still love her with all my heart, body and soul! Did I do it wrong from the beginning? Why couldn't I see this coming in time to do something about it? Am I right? Do I really know her?..’ I thought to myself.
These questions appeared in and rolled away from my mind and then back again as if they were ripples across the water in a pond....
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- tbc -
( 26867 )
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