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

[Salir]

… Continuation New Horizons 2 (III)

Nadir’s Narration:

 
He watched with his mouth hanging open as she crawled up on the bed, instinctively
 
raising up his left arm as she curled up next to him.
 
 
Meena stuck her tongue over her upper lip, pausing to look up at him, then took the
 
base of his cock in her left hand, wrapping her ringed fingers over all the loose skin
 
 that made up the top of his nuts sack and slowly tugged it up over the root of his
 
cock shaft.
 
 
Jalal's eye drooped and he let out a long sigh as his arm fall over Meena's
 
shoulders.
 
 
I felt faint. "Uhhh, Meena," I mumbled.
 
She looked at Jalal, biting her lip as she lazily stroked the wide base of Jalal's cock
 
shaft, the middle column of which was flexed prominently under her grip.
 
She held it out in front of her, examining the large head so closely she looked
 
cross eyed.
 
 
"Have you enjoyed fucking me previously with this thing Jalal?" Meena whispered, giving the
 
head a kiss, making it twitch.
 
 
"Oooh," he moaned. He was flexing his cock in Meena's grip.
 
 
She just stared at it, shaking her head.
 
"God... I'm going to have this big cock," she whispered. "Your big hard cock."
 
She started stroking it again and glanced over at him.
 
 
"Wow," I said under my breath. I had a hard on.


Meena looked back down at it and slowly leaned closer, rapidly flicking her tongue.
 
 
"Yes... please…" Jalal groaned out as his head fell back against the headboard.
 
 
"Yeah?" Meena asked softly, ",feels good?"
 
 
"Ohhhh..." he groaned as she took went on.
 
 
 Jalal rest a hand on the top of Meena's head waiting for her to contine.
 
 
She held still on him and began jerking all the loose nut sack skin in her hand
 
up and down the base of his cock, glancing around.
 
 
"Mmmm," she moaned over it as she continued jerking Jalal's shaft.
 
Meena tilted her head back to look at him, then returned her attention to his cock.
 
While holding it up with her right hand, she began running the nails of her left hand
 
over his entire nut sack and up the underside of his cock and back down again.
 
 
Jalal moaned out loud.
 
 
Meena grinned and bit her lip, tilting her head back to look up at him.
 
 
Jalal’s eyes were shut and his mouth hung open.
 
 
Meena began jerking the base faster, still straining to look up at him.
 
 
Jalal’s mouth opened wider.
 
 
She looked again at the head of his long dick and and began jerking the skin
 
around the base of it faster and faster, once more stopping and staring at Jalal's eyes.

 
She probably thought the whole time that I was watching her and her activity, although
 
she hadn't looked in the direction of the camera for the last few minutes, probably so
 
as not to draw Jalal's attention to it.
 
 
She stared at him as she slowly stroked his now very hard dick, her shoulders rising
 
and falling with her excited breath.
 

For a moment I noticed that she had turned her hand slightly and glanced down at
 
her wedding rings.
 
 
I didn’t know if Jalal noticed that. It was a very stimulating and erotic glance.
 
But unfortunately only lasted a short time.
 
 
but then another sinfull movement from her occurred. Meena looked at him
 
and flicked her ring at him with a sexy squint of the eyes.
 
Then she stared again at her left hand as she slowly rolled it up and down Jalal's length.
 
Her rings glinting bright against the wet brown skin of his thick shaft.
 
He moaned again and Meena turned to look up at him. "You like fucking a married
 
woman, Jalal?" she asked, jerking him.

 
"Hell yess, if her name Meena is…" he whispered back to her.
 
He was slowly pumping his hips up into her hand.

 
"Yes? Young married women? Do you like married Meena?  Do you want to stuff
 
this big cock, inside Meena’s little pussy and make her scream and beg
 
for more?"
 
 
"Meena..." I said, my mouth hanging open as I leaned toward monitor.
 
I felt like my boner was going to explode at any moment.
 
 
She just stared back at him as she jerked Jalal's cock.
 
 
"Hell yes…" he groaned in response.
 
 
"Mak her cum? Oooh!" Meena said through pursed lips as she stared at
 
his cock in her hand. "Shaking me up and down on this big, long cock! Ohhh!"
 
she groaned, quickly engulfing the head with a whimper and then holding it to
 
look at again.
 
"You want to fuck my little pussy Jalal, you wanted it since you saw me for
 
first time, and now you are here with your big cock. Mmm'ahhh," Meena
 
 moaned as she stared at it. "I'm holding your big cock in my bedroom. Uhhh!
 
Ohhhh my God..." Meena moaned as she looked at the big head.
 
 
I nodded as I stared at screen and rubbed my crotch.
 
 
"Oooh!" she moaned. "…baby..." She looked up at Jalal. ",going take care of your
 
cock Jalal," she whined sexily at him as she jerked his shaft. Then, looking back at
 
 it, "Take care of it with my little pussy..."
 
 
"God!" I gushed, feeling my eyes droop.
 
"Uhhh… God, Meena," I groaned. "I like seeing your pretty little face while you
 
take care of it... Of his big, hard rofd…" I stammered in a lust filled daze.
 
 
She bit her lip at him with an " You like watching me take care of this cock?"

 
"Yeah," he nodded through half closed eyes.

 
"Yeah?" she asked with honest sincerity in her eyes. "I made it all hard and now
 
 I'm gonna take care of it... Like a good girl, Jalal…", and watched slightly trembling,
 
 shining head of his dick.
 
"Ummm!" Meena gasped instinctively using her upper lip to clear the saliva that
 
had formed over her bottom lip and swallowing as she exhaled through her nostrils,
 
looking at the cock in her hand. She tilt her head back to look at Jalal as she lazily
 
stroked his shaft. "This okay?" she asked, gently cupping his egg-sized nuts and
 
rolling them in her tiny hand like a pair of Boading balls.
 
 
Jalal just look back at her with lustful hazy eyes.
 
 
"God damn that's sexy looking," I said under my breath.
 
 
"Goddd," I said under my breath, staring at Meena like a zombie.
 
I was a witness the whole time that Meena now dominates the scene.
 
She was doing whatever she wanted with him and me.
 
 
Meena stopped and spit into her left hand, then began jerking his cock from top to
 
 
bottom, getting another groan from Jalal as he lifted his head to look down at her.
 
 
His cock had become super rigid in Meena's slickened grip. Even me could hear it.
 
 
She jerked him faster, looking at him as she did with an increasingly furrowed brow.
 
"What's a mature man doing with such a big cock?" she whispered hotly at the large
 
head she was rolling in her palm.
 
 
Jalal just stared down at Meena with his mouth hanging open as she stroked him.
 
"Fuck that hot ass pussy," he mumbled with half closed eyes.
 
 
"Oooh…yeah?" Meena whined, tilting her head to look back at him. "Fucking
 
my little hot pussy? Fucking me good? Mmmm!" she moaned turning back to look
 
at it as she stroked it.
 
 
I coulnt stand it longer, her gaze, her wedding ring and her playing with that
 
larg dick and above all her words, her unspoken request to be taken from his
 
boner, were too much for me.
 
I reached down and and freed my throbbing hard on and started jerking.
 
It didn't take long before I squirted in my fist, and had to reach for some paper
 
towels over my desk.
 
 
 
Jalal just sat as he was, breathing heavy as he stared down at Meena.
 
"I just...want to get in your hot married pussy Meena, you know?" he said
 
looking down at her. "Meena?", he asked.
 
 
Meena bit her lip and gave him an anxious gaze in return to what he had said.
 
 
"I wanna fuck your married, hot pussy," he said, pumping his hips up.
 
 
This got Meena's attention and she resumed slowly stroking him as she looked back at him.
 
"God Jalal," she whispered at him.
 
 
"I can stop... if it is painful… I promise," he said to her.
 
 
"Byby," Meena said softly, reaching to caress his cheek.
 
 
"I wanna get inside you Meena," he stammered, flexing his cock in her hand and
 
causing her to look at it.
 
 
“Ohhh…” came her quivering sigh.
 
 
She looked back at his dick, bit her lip and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly
 
as she continued stroking him. She very slowly began pushing and pulling her hips.
 
"Can you take me inside you again?" ,he asked softly.
 
 
"Ehmmm," Meena whimpered faintly. Then after pausing a moment, she nodded
 
to him.
 
 
"Yeah? Do you let me?", he asked.
 
 
Meena took a deep breath and nodded again, looking from him to the cock she was
 
stroking and back to him again, an earnest look in her eyes.
 
 
"God that's sexy." I whispered.
 
 
Jalal scoot back to sit against the headboard.
 
 
Meena stayed as she was for a moment, then sat on one hip, then scoot back where
 
she was, curled up next to Jalal on his left.
 
 
She took his cock in her left hand and slowly stroked it as she stared at it,
 
"Oh my God," she sighed at the long dick, then flicked her head, tossing her hair over
 
to one side.
 
 
"Did you want doing that to me, Jalal?" she asked, not bothering to look up at him.
 
 
"Hell yeah," he exhaled as he looked down at her.
 
 
"Yes?" Meena moaned as she jerked his cock head faster with a loose grip.
 
 
She turned to look up at him. "You like fucking me good and hard and making me
 
take all this big cock? mmph…God!" Meena whimpered.
 
 
After a few more minutes of stroking she began jerking the base wildly, getting
 
a steady low groan from Jalal.
 
"Yeah?" she asked, tilting her head back to look up at him.
 
 
"I'm about to cum, Meena" he groaned.
 
Jalal moaned louder.
 
 
"Mmmm… Come on,"  Meena moaned stroked hard, staring at Jalal's cock as
 
she jerked it silly.
 
 
"Oh sh'... Ohh!!"
 
 
"Mmmm!!"
 
Jalal suddenly tensed up, flexing his calves, and then began to cum.
 
"Ohhhhshitttttttt!! OhmyGodddddthatshitissoooogoood!!"
 
 
Meena frantically jerked the base of his cock as his shaft flexed and pulsed
 
with seminal delivery.
 
 
"Oh Goddd..." I stammered, beside myself with lust.
 
 
Jalal just writhed against the headboard as she jerked him silly.
 
Jalal's cock pulsed in her jerking grip and several ropes of cum shot over
 
her eye and forehead and in her hair, getting another "Oh!" from Meena and
 
causing her to reflexively rear back, blinking.
 
She took a deep breath and took the head of his rod as she milked the cum from it.
 
 
Jalal's convulsing hips was the only movement from him, holding each time to
 
squeeze them up, only to quickly release and immediately squeeze up again.
 
Again Meena breathed in deep and popped as she jerked Jalal's cock, drops of cum
 
flinging from the end of it.
 
 
The mess on her face was dripping from her forehead and down her cheek and hanging
 
from her chin as she stroked him.
 
Another thick rope of cum suddenly pulsed out and lapped across her open mouth,
 
 just coating her bottom lip and chin with a sheen of sperm.
 
"Oooh!" she whined sexily.
 
Meena just stared at her tiny cum covered fingers as she rolled them up over the head
 
of Jalal's cock.
 
When she finally stopped she swallowed hard, taking in a deep breath and looking
 
around as strands of cum dripped from her face and hung from her chin.
 
She wiped her chin with the back of her hand and looked up at Jalal.
 
"You cum a lot," she said, blinking at him as she slowly stroked the head of his cock, "Wow."
 
Meena's face was a mess. It was dripping with cum.
 
 
“Damn,” he said, staring down at her, then let his head fall back.
 
 
"Mmmm," Meena moaned. "Did I do a good job for you Jalal?" she asked softly, turning
 
to look up at him smiling as she gently smacked the head of his penis against her cheek.
 
 
"Hell yeah," he sighed without opening his eyes.
 
 
"Yes?" she asked, giving the head of his penis a breif stroke.
 
 
"Oh!" he moaned.
 
 
Meena exhaled a weary smile as she turned back to his thick still partly erected
 
stem  in her hand.
 
" I enjoyed serving your big cock, ", Meena spoke softly.
 
Then she squeezed up the shaft and over the head and a thick glob of semen came out.
 
Meena bit her lip with a worried looking "Mmmm!", she said and then looked deeply
 
at his softening organ.
 
 
Meena reached for the night stand next to her and took some paper towels and cleaned
 
her hands, but not her face.
 
Then she just rolled over onto her back with her arms flung out and sighed.
 
 
It was so hot to see her relax with semen streaked across her face.
 
She had a glass of water on the night stand and Jalal leaned over her to reach it.
 
He took it and gave Meena.
 
 
"Thank you," she said, propping herself up to take a drink, finishing the glass in
 
three gulps.
 
 
" Can I use your bathroom? " Jalal asked and got up. 
 
 
" Yes, sure ,", and showed him the door.
 
 
I thought yes, Meena didn't want to have real sex with him anymore,
 
at least not today, because of discomfort and pain she felt before.
 
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