18-11-2024, 11:38 PM
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… Continuation Pond master 16 (III)
(Meena’s Narration)
The purpose was obvious at this point.
But the thing that surprised Meena the most was not that the old Noori, although he
promised to be good, was making a pass at her again, but that she actually
was sexually responding to it!
Their hands were becoming warmly moist.
Sweat began to form on Meena's upper lip and in her hot cleavage.
The movie and also the loving pair had definitely lost her attention.
It could have been a blank screen for all she cared at this point.
Old man, Jalal was beginning to proactively rub the back of her hand into his every
second more rigid becoming cock!
Now was the time when Meena had to either cross the line or remove her hand
and pretend nothing had happened.
This was going in a direction that she didn’t want, in the area above the red line that
she had in mind, and that in the back of a darkened movie theatre!
Her nipples were hardening, her skin was literally tingling.
There was no turning back!
Jalal Norri was very active in area beyond the red line, he showed this
yesterday!
And now again was initiating a sexual foreplay between them.
But despite these thoughts and reaching the red alert in her mind, Meena
started stroking the back of her hand into Jalal's heating crotch.
She crossed the red line into mutual seduction.
Jalal reacted by slightly spreading his legs in the dark.
Meena pressed and rubbed the back of her hand into his lap and directly to his
now very erect cock, not knowing where this would lead, but knowing she
wanted it to lead not too far!
Meena knew at the moment she wanted this to do.
Her hormones and a lot of alcohol in her head, wanted this.
And of course it was obvious that Jalal wanted it with her well beyond the limits
she has set for herself!
The old man switched hands, taking Meena's right hand with her own right hand
to continue the lap-action.
However, he moved his left arm smoothly over Meena's head and dbangd it
around her shoulders, placing his left hand on the young woman's shoulder.
As Jalal began to caress Meena's upper arm, he simultaneously pulled young
wife’s closer to him and tilted her head over to rest on his shoulder, next
to his face.
Her good smelling hair touched his cheeks, as Meena slightly rested
her head next to Jalal's.
All while her hand rubbed on and around in the lap and the starchy rod of
the old man.
Her smooth, soft cheek touched his good shaved but ticklish cheek of him,
throwing off more sparks between them.
It was one thing when hands touched, but another when faces did; and then
Jalal began to move his cheek lovingly over Meena's.
They could have been two lovers, although not matching ages, out on a date
getting romantic sitting in the dark at the movies--which is exactly what this was
becoming!
With this sudden change in body position, Meena was feeling her cunt leaking
juice down the sides of her hot pussy.
The special perfume scent from Jalal, the heat emanating from her own cunt
And his tissue covered dick, and the caressing of their cheeks together was a
combination that was making Meena's skin crawl with lust.
That was the only word to describe it. Sheer, unadulterated lust!
They were probably about a third through the second part of movie as they had
been petting in the back of the theatre.
Meena could feel Jalal's long fingers caressing both her shoulder and the side of
her left breast.
The thin silk of her blouse held nothing back.
Her large nipples were hard as rocks and her cunt were leaking juice from behind
the slips.
She could hear Jalal begin to breath heavier as the hand in his lap was working
its sexual magic.
Then the two began going to the next level of seduction between them.
As their cheeks were caressing, Jalal turned his face one time more inward
toward Meena's and lightly kissed her on the very corner of her
deep-red mouth.
He did this with the next three cheek-caresses, turning his lips inward and
lightly kissing the corner of Meena's mouth.
This was a message.
Jalal was almost certain that he had her where he wanted her... He was convinced that
tonight, the goal could be achieved if he hadn't made any mistakes.
Meena could soon give herself to him and become his woman, not just emotionally,
completely... Emotionally and physically, how he had wished and planned...
Her heavenly body would open up to him and let him occupy her, today and tomorrow
and...
If Meena wanted to kiss Jalal, she could easily turn her face in return.
If not, and this was all that her loyal side wished to take it with,
from this dark back of the theatre, from her old companion,
then no further movement was necessary.
But it would only be a small break for a moment, the night was yet young!
This was also the place to bring it to the next level if Meena wanted it.
And yes, Meena wanted it!
She had never kissed a man with passion before, in the cinema, at least not
for many, many years.
In the past, as young lovers with Nadir, before they were married, perhaps a few
Times they were in the movie theatre, feeling, touching and kissing each other.
But that was all forgotten now and belonged to the past.
Now, with Jalal, but there was no going back on this.
This was happening so fast that she had no ability to even question her instincts,
momentary horniness and will of her body.
The fourth time Jalal went to turn her lips in to kiss Meena, the young married
wife turned to meet the old man's mouth, too.
Their very full lips pressed softly together.
No tongue, still closed, they shared their full mouth-on-mouth kiss very softly
and passionately.
At first tentatively, then with more confidence and urgency.
Jalal thought, he had never kissed anyone with lips so soft and pliant, not even as a
teenager with is very young girlfriend.
He could feel the stickiness of Meena's lipstick and as they broke this first kiss,
their lower lips stuck briefly together.
Their lips came apart the first time, then re-joined, still closed.
The two, lovers for this evening, pressed those lips upon each other, increasing
the pressure steadily until they were mashed to each other.
After a full half minute of lip-pressing, they broke the kiss again.
But this time, for the first time, they made eye contact with each other.
Even in the dark of the movie theatre, as the film flickered on the screen, Jalal
could see Meena's face.
But for the first time, there was a look of unbridled lust in the sexy married
young Meena's expression!
Raw, unbridled lust--and not a smile, but the corner of the woman's beautiful
mouth turning up in almost a leer of sheer sexual devouring!
Meena suddenly knew that, regardless of what just happened physically
between them, and the new sexual attraction she felt toward this old man, Jalal
was engulfed in a passion for her that had to be quenched!
Whether she wanted it or not, the big-old Jalal, was about to pounce on his prey!
And to top it off, as Jalal continued to caress Meena's silk-covered shoulder,
the old man, actually ran his long, thick tongue over her upper and lower
lips...slowly, wetly.
Jalal was almost salivating over her new female sex-object, licking her lips in
anticipation of what was to come!
Briefly gazing into each other's eyes in the dark, they exchanged the final
agreement--it was okay to go further.
Then almost simultaneously, they each averted their eyes down to each other's
lips.
Meena’s burgundy and deep red lipstick was slightly smeared on his lips now,
Not too much, but just enough to leave a residue of their first kisses.
If an usher had shined his flashlight on them at that moment, it would be
obvious these two lovers were at the beginnings of a deep make-out session in
the back of the theatre.
To be continued...
(Meena’s Narration)
The purpose was obvious at this point.
But the thing that surprised Meena the most was not that the old Noori, although he
promised to be good, was making a pass at her again, but that she actually
was sexually responding to it!
Their hands were becoming warmly moist.
Sweat began to form on Meena's upper lip and in her hot cleavage.
The movie and also the loving pair had definitely lost her attention.
It could have been a blank screen for all she cared at this point.
Old man, Jalal was beginning to proactively rub the back of her hand into his every
second more rigid becoming cock!
Now was the time when Meena had to either cross the line or remove her hand
and pretend nothing had happened.
This was going in a direction that she didn’t want, in the area above the red line that
she had in mind, and that in the back of a darkened movie theatre!
Her nipples were hardening, her skin was literally tingling.
There was no turning back!
Jalal Norri was very active in area beyond the red line, he showed this
yesterday!
And now again was initiating a sexual foreplay between them.
But despite these thoughts and reaching the red alert in her mind, Meena
started stroking the back of her hand into Jalal's heating crotch.
She crossed the red line into mutual seduction.
Jalal reacted by slightly spreading his legs in the dark.
Meena pressed and rubbed the back of her hand into his lap and directly to his
now very erect cock, not knowing where this would lead, but knowing she
wanted it to lead not too far!
Meena knew at the moment she wanted this to do.
Her hormones and a lot of alcohol in her head, wanted this.
And of course it was obvious that Jalal wanted it with her well beyond the limits
she has set for herself!
The old man switched hands, taking Meena's right hand with her own right hand
to continue the lap-action.
However, he moved his left arm smoothly over Meena's head and dbangd it
around her shoulders, placing his left hand on the young woman's shoulder.
As Jalal began to caress Meena's upper arm, he simultaneously pulled young
wife’s closer to him and tilted her head over to rest on his shoulder, next
to his face.
Her good smelling hair touched his cheeks, as Meena slightly rested
her head next to Jalal's.
All while her hand rubbed on and around in the lap and the starchy rod of
the old man.
Her smooth, soft cheek touched his good shaved but ticklish cheek of him,
throwing off more sparks between them.
It was one thing when hands touched, but another when faces did; and then
Jalal began to move his cheek lovingly over Meena's.
They could have been two lovers, although not matching ages, out on a date
getting romantic sitting in the dark at the movies--which is exactly what this was
becoming!
With this sudden change in body position, Meena was feeling her cunt leaking
juice down the sides of her hot pussy.
The special perfume scent from Jalal, the heat emanating from her own cunt
And his tissue covered dick, and the caressing of their cheeks together was a
combination that was making Meena's skin crawl with lust.
That was the only word to describe it. Sheer, unadulterated lust!
They were probably about a third through the second part of movie as they had
been petting in the back of the theatre.
Meena could feel Jalal's long fingers caressing both her shoulder and the side of
her left breast.
The thin silk of her blouse held nothing back.
Her large nipples were hard as rocks and her cunt were leaking juice from behind
the slips.
She could hear Jalal begin to breath heavier as the hand in his lap was working
its sexual magic.
Then the two began going to the next level of seduction between them.
As their cheeks were caressing, Jalal turned his face one time more inward
toward Meena's and lightly kissed her on the very corner of her
deep-red mouth.
He did this with the next three cheek-caresses, turning his lips inward and
lightly kissing the corner of Meena's mouth.
This was a message.
Jalal was almost certain that he had her where he wanted her... He was convinced that
tonight, the goal could be achieved if he hadn't made any mistakes.
Meena could soon give herself to him and become his woman, not just emotionally,
completely... Emotionally and physically, how he had wished and planned...
Her heavenly body would open up to him and let him occupy her, today and tomorrow
and...
If Meena wanted to kiss Jalal, she could easily turn her face in return.
If not, and this was all that her loyal side wished to take it with,
from this dark back of the theatre, from her old companion,
then no further movement was necessary.
But it would only be a small break for a moment, the night was yet young!
This was also the place to bring it to the next level if Meena wanted it.
And yes, Meena wanted it!
She had never kissed a man with passion before, in the cinema, at least not
for many, many years.
In the past, as young lovers with Nadir, before they were married, perhaps a few
Times they were in the movie theatre, feeling, touching and kissing each other.
But that was all forgotten now and belonged to the past.
Now, with Jalal, but there was no going back on this.
This was happening so fast that she had no ability to even question her instincts,
momentary horniness and will of her body.
The fourth time Jalal went to turn her lips in to kiss Meena, the young married
wife turned to meet the old man's mouth, too.
Their very full lips pressed softly together.
No tongue, still closed, they shared their full mouth-on-mouth kiss very softly
and passionately.
At first tentatively, then with more confidence and urgency.
Jalal thought, he had never kissed anyone with lips so soft and pliant, not even as a
teenager with is very young girlfriend.
He could feel the stickiness of Meena's lipstick and as they broke this first kiss,
their lower lips stuck briefly together.
Their lips came apart the first time, then re-joined, still closed.
The two, lovers for this evening, pressed those lips upon each other, increasing
the pressure steadily until they were mashed to each other.
After a full half minute of lip-pressing, they broke the kiss again.
But this time, for the first time, they made eye contact with each other.
Even in the dark of the movie theatre, as the film flickered on the screen, Jalal
could see Meena's face.
But for the first time, there was a look of unbridled lust in the sexy married
young Meena's expression!
Raw, unbridled lust--and not a smile, but the corner of the woman's beautiful
mouth turning up in almost a leer of sheer sexual devouring!
Meena suddenly knew that, regardless of what just happened physically
between them, and the new sexual attraction she felt toward this old man, Jalal
was engulfed in a passion for her that had to be quenched!
Whether she wanted it or not, the big-old Jalal, was about to pounce on his prey!
And to top it off, as Jalal continued to caress Meena's silk-covered shoulder,
the old man, actually ran his long, thick tongue over her upper and lower
lips...slowly, wetly.
Jalal was almost salivating over her new female sex-object, licking her lips in
anticipation of what was to come!
Briefly gazing into each other's eyes in the dark, they exchanged the final
agreement--it was okay to go further.
Then almost simultaneously, they each averted their eyes down to each other's
lips.
Meena’s burgundy and deep red lipstick was slightly smeared on his lips now,
Not too much, but just enough to leave a residue of their first kisses.
If an usher had shined his flashlight on them at that moment, it would be
obvious these two lovers were at the beginnings of a deep make-out session in
the back of the theatre.
To be continued...
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