Adultery My Loving Hotwife Meena

[Salir]

Meena Narrates: To be a good girl… (5) 

 
A little nervous flash of thought went through her. Very rarely in her life had she ever not
 
been in control. Here on the sofa, in her own house, she knew she was not in control
 
completely. This was one of those rare situations and of all people with this old, not
 
particularly handsome man.
 
Sensations were wracking through her body. Pleasurable sensations. She gave up the last
 
reluctance, when she thought about Nadir. He wanted this, she was not betraying her
 
husband. A finger pushed aside the gusset of her panties and slipped into her wet
 
feminine centre.
 
She flushed in embarrassment as she realised just how wet she had become.
 
That Tahir should be able to discover the level of her excitement was deeply embarrassing.
 
Her hand dropped to exploring hand seeking to hold it. Tahir caught her hand by the wrist
 
and guided her hand between his own legs, and her fingers brushed the hot, hard length of
 
his exposed manhood. Her hand jerked away, she was startled by the heat and hardness of
 
his member. She had been unaware of him releasing his cock from his trousers.
 
Tahir however, retained his grip on in her hand brought it back to his aroused and excited
 
dick and big cock. At the second contact as his hand seemed to push her slim hand along its

length. Meena found her hand had grasped its thickness.
 
She was amazed at his girth every time she touched him. Today she had more time to touch
 
and feel it. The thick pulsing veins seemed to throb in her soft hand. She struggled to grasp
 
its thickness and her hands squeezed it. She realised with a sense of a certain dread that her
 
fingers could not meet when they closed around it, at least not at the base of the rod. It was
 
too thick, and astonished that she had that thickness in her body.
 
Tahir's hand was back on her wrist, and he guided her hand up and down hard length of his
 
Member.
 
His dick had a special form. It was longer than Nadir’s, for sure but even thicker than a
 
normal penis, but it was much thicker in the base.
 
She tried to look down at it but the pressure of his heavy body in hers prevented her from
 
doing so.
 
At that point Tahir pushed a thick finger into her body.
 
"Let me up!" She demanded. Tahir ignored her. His lips busy nibbling on the soft white skin of
 
her slender neck. His finger pushed deeper.
 
Tahir remembered that the delightful curvy body of this younger woman, seeking to wriggle from
 
 beneath him, belonged to another man, but it calmed him at the same time, that no matter
 
 how unique and amazing this body was, he never wanted to possess it, at least not forever.
 
He circled his finger in the hot, wet, tightness of her married pussy and thrust his finger in a
 
bit further.
 
As his finger slid deeper Meena found her hand gripping his cock tightly in response. She
 
tried again to playfully surround it but found again that was her fingers could hardly connect
 
around it. The cock throbbed in her hand. She could feel knotting veins throb and pulse with
 
blood and eager sperm.
 
Tahir withdrew his finger and shifted in position. His weight lifted from her, and she was able
 
to look down at his cock. Her eyes admired the piece her hands had explored.
 
Tahir grinned. Meena was staring at his cock with fascination and Tahir noticed this.
 
He was enjoying the conflicting her emotions.
 
Meena looked at his face and if reading his desire for her, his plan to occupy her, she
 
flushed. The pink glow penetrated her cheeks and descended to her breasts.
 
As Tahir shifted in position and both his hands went up under her loose robe. Her breathing
 
had become heavy. There was a tension in her throat, and a heat in her loins. As his body
 
shifted more of his cock slid out of his trousers, and she stared at it as its full length became
 
 apparent. "Oh… My ..." her words came out in gasps.
 
Tahir pulled at her panties; her hips rose slightly allowing him to ease her panties down.
 
She was his, for now at least, they both knew that and each of them knew that the other
 
knows it too!...
 
"Oh God...", Meena moaned.
 
Tahir grinned and his mouth dropped to close her pleas with another kiss. His tongue licked
 
her lips as his hands worked under her dress, enjoying the feel of the shapely full thighs of
 
young woman.
 
He could feel her breasts surge and push against him in response to the sensations she
 
could not avoid as his tongue excited her. His hands pushed her shapely white thighs apart,
 
her dress opened sideways around her waist.
 
He positioned himself between her legs.
 
The teasing of his tongue was merciless, and exciting. He really knew how to excite her! She
 
jerked her head free of his tongue and looked up into his eyes. Eyes that were full of passion
 
and desire. Desire for her...
 
Her heart raced and her senses seemed to pulse, but when his mouth dropped to hers again,
 
 she did not resist.
 
She humped her hips and flushed with shame at her action. Her mouth opened in response
 
to the passionate demand of his kiss.
 
When his tongue slid between her lips, her own tongue darted to meet his and locked with
 
his in a passionate wrestling match.
 
Then his cock pushed the gate of her feminine centre. Meena stared up into the powerful
 
passion filled eyes of the older man above her.
 
Tahir met her gaze. He loved that gaze, the gaze of the moment of the waiting in a woman's
 
eyes as she realises a male rod is about to enter her. He thrust his hips and broke free of her
 
eagerly kissing lips.
 
"Oooooooohhh!... Tahir!"
 
Tahir thrust again and he passed through the portals to Meena’s womanhood.
 
He paused. It was so surprising for him, how tight she still was, just like a virgin.
 
Her pussy clasped his cock tight. He enjoyed the hot tight grip on his cock, leaned forward
 
and thrust deeper. Another part of his thick manhood slid into her, and her legs flew wide in
 
reaction. He grasped the hot warm curves of her hips and lifted, as he thrust. His cock was
 
motre than half into her, and past the restricting grasping portal. He thrust again, sliding a
 
further few centimeters into her.
 
"Ooooooh... too much…!", Meena moaned.
 
He thrust again. Her hips started jerking spasmodically beneath him, her legs grasped him
 
then released him.
 
Tahir held himself in position, while she wriggled and struggled. He enjoyed the feel of his
 
 cock as is it slithered deeper in her well-lubricated canal.
 
He was too well embedded inside her how.
 
Meena realized that she was his now. Tahir was going to have his way with her. And she
 
admitted to herself that she was going to let him to do that.
 
A warm tingling overcame her at the thought she was helpless to prevent this old lumberjack
 
taking his pleasure between her legs.
 
Exciting sensations swept from her loins as she became accustomed to his thickness. Her
 
abused pussy seemed to be clinging to his cock, but already it was relaxing and adapting to
 
its size. She realised that he had stopped thrusting into her. She looked up at his face and
 
realised he was enjoying the pleasure of being inside her. Without conscious thought her
 
pussy squeezed on his cock sending further excitement shooting through her. To her
 
pleasure the muscles in her sheath seemed to caress his cock.
 
Then she looked back up at him. He was gazing down at her. Meena flushed under his gaze.
 
"You are deep inside me… My…", Meena looked at him and whispered.
 
Tahir grinned and said "No, not yet… Not really…"
 
Then he ran his hands up from his grip on her Curvy butt, sliding them along the soft skin so
 
that he could secure a firm grip on her shoulders.
 
"No, that is not all so deep," he laughed and thrust again.
 
Tahir enjoyed the pleading look on her face as he thrust and thrust again. This time firmly
 
holding her shoulders to keep her in position as he pushed deeper. He was enjoying the grip
 
on his cock.  It seemed finally he reached deeper and pushed against her uterus barriers.
 
"Ooooooh... Oh God... Oooooh."
 
Meena thought that she was never so full. The length and thickness of Tahir’s cock was just
 
the perfect suitable
 
filling in this position for her womanhood. More than anybody she knew.
 
Tahir freed one of his hands and reached up to grasp her dark hair in his grip. He jerked
 
softly her head back.
 
Meena felt a little uncomfortable, but the just sensing of his strength seemed to send further
 
powerful Overvoltages down her loins. She grasped his cock with her vaginal sheath
 
instinctively. She felt the slap of his balls against her bottom. It was all in, she realised! If his
 
balls were slapping against her bottom; he must be all the way in!
 
Tahir looked down at her pretty face. He enjoyed the sight of her pale slender neck. He noted
 
the dilated eyes, her gasping breath. Her unfocussed eyes, he gave her time to recover.
 
When her deep eyes finally focussed on him again, he grinned down at her. She smiled
 
faintly back at him.
 
"Now," he said, "I am going to fuck you!"
 
Meena expressed her agreement by nodding her head. Then he felt her legs wrap around
 
him.
 
Tahir grinned; she smiled nervously back at him.
 
Then he started to fuck.
 
She moaned and wailed as he withdrew then thrust.
 
He was enjoying the silky softness as the inner thighs of Meena clasped him to her.
 
Tahir was delighted to feel that she is lost in passion beneath him. Was there any greater
 
pleasure? He asked himself.
 
Yes, of course, there was, he answered, the pleasure of his seed spurting up inside this
 
young wife’s clinging tightness.
 
He gripped her shoulders and took his pleasure, thrusting and driving his manhood deep
 
inside. Enjoying the exquisite pleasure of her tight womanhood.
 
Her excited cry betrayed her orgasm beneath him as she shook and shivered beneath him.
 
Tahir paused briefly. Then resumed his efforts.
 
"Please Tahir, I… I… need..."
 
Tahir smiled and pausedagain for short moments, then said, “Enough… Girl,”, then renewed
 
his urgent thrusting.
 
Meena wriggled and squirmed. It was too intense, too powerful, the feelings too strong.
 
Then to her shock a second orgasm overtook her, she jerked and throbbed in spasms
 
beneath him. Shocked, disbelieving, this could not be happening she had never had two
 
orgasms before, immediately one after the other!
 
She collapsed in his arms defeated and subdued. There was no point resisting. Tahir above
 
her continued his thrusting and commanding between her legs which still eagerly clasped
 
around him.
 
Now, to her astonishment, a rolling wave of orgasms seemed to overcome her as she
 
abandoned the struggle and devoted to him, and let the old big farmer use her as he wished.
 
Tahir was a strong man who took what he wanted and with a thrill of excitement, Meena
 
realised that she was glad he wanted her...
 
increasing heat rose in her loins and she suddenly felt he is ejaculation in an eruption inside
 
her. The feeling and thought about it, seemed to trigger another even more heated orgasm. It
 
was as though her body was eagerly searching and trying to receive his seed!
 
Tahir broke free from her pussy and look at his conquest kneeling before him. His cock still
 
very hard and slick with her juices glided out of her and she looked admired at it. and.
 
Meena caught her breath while she struggled to pull her robe over her breasts.
 
She pushed it back down from her waist. Meena still a little out of breath, nodded her head
 
with an embarrassed expression then looked up still lazily at Tahir and said, " I have to take a
 
shower,“, she looked still embarrassed at him whether she asks for permission.
 
Tahir replied, smiling, “"Yes, of course, me too. Can I use the downstairs bathroom?"
 
Meena said, "Yes, of course," and headed for the stairs.
 
Tahir asked, "Do you want to come with me?"
 
Meena replied, "No, better not! We have to be quick..." and went up the stairs.
 
She saw her panties lying discarded on floor and snatched them up.
 
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To be continued...