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Nadir’s Narration:
Monday with Meena was uneventful. We were completely distracted to clean the garden and pond.
My mind all day, reeled from the sheer absurdity of my attitude towards her how she dealt with him.
I had never been in a situation even remotely similar.
On the one hand, I wanted to watch them and see how they meet again and undress in my presence or at least while I could only see them, while he takes her. Just thinking about it for a moment gave me a clear erection.
On the other hand, I didn't want to share her, to share her love for me, her feelings and her emotions.
I wanted her to do it just for me without any emotional or sensual connection to anyone else, not even feelings of that kind. Not even for a moment.
I couldn't stand her showing the slightest sensuality, it should only be sexual passion and ecstasy, and only because and when I want it. The highest level of egoism, I know, but it was like that.
That was my problem.
My nymph Meena was supposed to be there for me and my pleasure first and foremost, just me.
But this time, with Jalal I had only limited success.
He was the one who wanted more, he was not satisfied with what I or she could give him.
Yes, I hadn't missed Meena's reticence in general.
Yes, Meena certainly didn't want to cross the line, but she was and is a very sensitive person, especially towards someone she likes, and she definitely doesn't want to hurt anyone emotionally.
And I couldn't help but replay scenes from their intimate time together.
I daydreamed about their dancing and more and this continued until evening.
When we lay down to sleep, Meena, who as always was first in bed, turned to me, looked into my eyes and asked, "Nadir, you've seemed distracted all day. Is everything okay?"
I paused before replying, scrambling to come up with some plausible lie to explain my behaviour. "oh, it's nothing really, I was just thinking about us and our past."
"Mmm, I see. Which part of it? Happy thoughts perhaps?"
I chuckled, recalling for a moment some of the good times as well as the bad times, especially in last days.
"A few," I said nonchalantly.
"Just a few?"
I smiled, "Yeah, we had some fun I can say, I was today daydreaming about some good times."
Meena moved her hand across my thigh, resting it there.
"I'd like to have a lot of fun tonight with my husband," she said quietly, squeezing my upper thigh as she spoke.
I was pleasantly surprised by her spontaneous action.
I saw her eyes fixed on me. For the first time today, I found myself struck by her smouldering beauty.
Her large deep brown eyes perched above incredible cheek bones were fixed on me, lips luscious half open. My wife is absolutely stunning, I thought.
I could feel myself becoming aroused as I gazed at her, the combined effect of her touch, her words, and her sultry good looks getting the best of me.
"Meena, I don't know. I was daydreaming about… About you and… and…," I said, trying to find an excuse for dreaming of her with somebody who we have had so much trouble with lately because of him...
"I know, with Jalal, me and old Jalal, it wasn't all bad was it?" she said, squeezing my upper thigh again. "It seems you enjoyed it..."
I couldn't deny the truth of what she was saying.
"Yeah sure, it was not bad, but it was somehow not under my control, that daydreams," I admitted.
"I understand, this stupid control madness again..." and she giggled while moving slightly her hand higher towards my already erection.
"I don't know..." I said.
“Please…Please baby…" Meena insisted seductively.
Meena, aware of my member’s reaction, continued, "I know right? Dr. Meena Salimi, married to a surgeon, a super slut… Tell me please how was it…" she said and touched my hard erection.
I started to tell:
'In my phantasy we are in a dance club, maybe his favourite club. I tell you just to have fun and if he appears, I let you to dance with him and if he insists and you want it, you are allowed even more...
I let you get some confidence built up. I tell you even to take your wedding ring for him. You take of your ring while looking in my eyes and give to me.
We kiss deeply and I tell you that I love you and to go in and have some fun tonight.
I watch you go while looking back at me every few feet. I get a drink and start walking around...
After a few more minutes I find you on the dance floor moving and dancing alone.
I sit down at a table and watch...
You look a little tense but with each minute I can tell that you are getting looser...
After a few minutes I see you go off the stage and sit down at a table near stage, and soon from nowhere he appears, Jalal...
From my angle I can see you sitting sideways to me and facing him. You are sipping your drink and making small talk with him. Few more minutes goes by and you two get out on the dance floor. I can see you touching him more and more. Your hands are on his butt. Jalal is doing rather well himself with you as he moves up and down feeling you up which you do not protest one bit...
After what felt like an eternity, I see him sit down at a near table and your head over to the rest rooms...
I get up to go and see how you are doing. I caught you coming out of the rest room you look at me and give me a big kiss. You come to me, and I ask you if you are having fun...
You tell me something that kind of shocks me but at the same time make my loins stir.
You tell me that while dancing you were getting turned on, not really knowing by what, but you definitely had a wet pussy. You open your small purse, and I see your soaked panties inside. I say, then you don't have any on now? No, you answer. I ask what you want to do next, continue on, go home, what? You say want to go back and dance some more with him...
Well, I say okay, and watch you to go back to the old Jalal who is waiting. It looks like he thinks up of something because as soon as you come back he takes your hand and lead you out...
You walk into the dimly lit room where you couldn't see anything clearly, so I do not follow you. It seems that you are in there for about twenty minutes. When you two come out I know something was up as I see you come out with matted hair and a coat of fresh lipstick...
I guess you made out pretty good. I saw you go in the bathroom, and I again follow...
As soon as I get there you greet me with a big kiss. I pull away at first, but you would not have any of that. You grab me closer and probe my mouth with your tongue. It taste funny and I have a good idea of what it is. While I let my imagination run, my dick is growing hard now. You pull away and say when you and him, Jalal, got in the back room he ordered a champagne but just for himself. You just sat with him. You say, while sipping his champagne, he started to work his fingers closer to your inner thighs...
You tell me that you parted your legs for him a little and invited him in for a quick feel your hot and wet pussy...
While he finger fucked you in the booth you say that something just came over you. You grabbed him and slowly undid his zipper while he continued to finger fuck you with now three fingers...
He had a big hard on his long dick, which you are not used to seeing as I am not so big.
You say that it glistened from the precum. Then something came over you, you bent your head down and swallowed the head of his penis. You tell me, you went down no more than twice when you felt him pulse and shoot a wad into your throat. Only unlike with me you did not pull off, instead you pumped his big meat even harder and let him finish his explosion...
After he finished, you swallowed all. Jalal told you that you were wonderful and asked if you wanted to continue this in his car outside. You did not know so trying to act like a lady you put on some fresh lipstick and told him that you would freshen up first...
Thats when you came out and met up me...
At first I tell you that I do not know if what you did was right, but you talk me into it. You say that you know me, deep down inside I want you to take his dick in your body, and for me to know that you are doing him, is my real fantasy and satisfaction.
I admit that you are right. You say, now the time is here and you will fulfil my wish.
You look me in the eyes then coyly you say you would do it for me, to fuck old Jalal, outside in his car. You say I may even be able to watch, when he fucks you.
Then you kiss me again and with that kiss, your face, and the taste of his cum I say go ahead just be careful. Your face took on a determined look and you go back...'
I paused shortly. I sensed Meena was very excited. Her face was a little blushed and her deep breathing was audible. I lowered my head, kissing the tops of her breasts.
"Mmm, yes," Meena murmured, running her fingers through my hair.
"They're my beautiful babies," I growled, lowering my mouth to her tits.
"Oh… God," she moaned softly.
I sucked and nibbled on her nipples and areolae, at the same time negotiating a hand under the hem of her nightgown. I made a beeline for her cunt, rubbing her pussy then I placed my middle finger on her clit. She was wet, very wet from my day dream story.
My digit easily gliding across the surface of her now very hard button, pressing firmly as it did so.
"Damn, you're making me so hot baby," Meena sighed.
“Me or him, Jalal," I groweld.
“Both of you, baby, both of you if you want..." she moaned.
I moved my mouth back to hers, our lips melting together again, her tongue swirling around mine.
She playfully bit my lower lip, and I tugged at hers with my teeth in response, then moved my lips to her neck, kissing his way to her ear, my tongue tasting her, biting down lightly on her lobe.
Meena sighed, ”Nadir, baby I want to hear more… Please…”
She looked at me affectionately, squeezing my rod now. “and then?" She spoke.
I continued:
'As you both meet up I see you whisper something into his ear and he takes your hand and guides you out. I discreetly follow you to hope I could watch the scenario unfold.
I saw you get into this full-size new van with no side windows. He knows what he does, I say to myself. He has planned this all previously...
Now my thoughts start running wild, reaching into my pocket I feel your ring, then the thought of him fucking you, my Meena, and I am not able to watch, runs through my head...
I do not hesitate but sneak up to the front windows looking inside and all I can see was your three inch heels high in the air and Jalal hairy ass...
“Not wanting to get us all caught I get back inside my car and from a good distance watch his van...
Probably thirty minutes goes by when I see the van door open and you come out. You look sexy, satisfied and to my surprise pretty well dressed. You come over to our car get in took my hand and place it on your wet pussy. You part your lips, and I see his cum ooze out...
I ask you how it went. You tell me that when you and Jalal got into the van you immediately laid on the floor and hiked your skirt up...
He came over to you and took his pants off. His dick was a much longer and bigger than mine so went in not too easy, but as he was in, he immediately started pumping your cuntYou both came quick the first time and simultaneously, you say...
He continued to pump and fuck you and after five minutes you came again, and he came some minutes after you, both times deep inside your cunt. Your say that it would not be good enough if he pulled out...
You wanted me to see and smell his cum in you. After the second time you got dressed, you kissed him goodnight and got out. You say that you feel yourself girlish and sexy with this old man. He is a perfect man with a perfect instrument
to satisfy a married woman like you...'
“Nadir, do you wish me to fuck him, really, again?" Meena asked while she reached to my hand and brought it to her pussy. She was soaking wet.
I didn’t respond her questiom, but, “Do you want to do it? Not for me, just for you, you both…" I spoke.
Meena replied, “I asked you a question, you answer me first…”
I kissed her, her lips parting, my tongue sliding into her mouth. She replied in kind for a few seconds, then pulled away from me, I kissed her again, harder this time, grinding my body into hers.
“If you are horny for him…" I answered quietly.
“I don’t know, really”, and after a short pause, she added," I am horny for you baby, I do just what you wish, if you wish, I’ll do it.”
I lowerd my head, kissing the tops of her breasts.
"Mmm, yes," Meena murmured, running her fingers through my hair.
I moved my mouth back to hers, our lips melting together again, her tongue swirling around mine.
Sliding my middle and index finger between her sopping labia, I effortlessly inserted them inside her. I was now fingering her, rubbing hard against her g spot, quickly recalling the exact area I could hit that would get Meena off.
It worked like a charm.
"Oh baby… Nadir, I'm cumming."
Her pussy shuddered in response, slick juices coating my hand in a shimmering gloss.
As her climax subsided, my Meena collapsed into my arms, completely spent for the moment. Tears streamed from her eyes, a huge, exhausted smile on her face.
"Oh baby, you always are good at that."
"Well, I was a good listener," I replied, remembering how Meena would tell me exactly what I am was doing right, and wrong.
"Now, let me do you."
"No baby, I want to eat you, and then fuck you," I said and lifted me up.
"Oh my god, you have changed," she giggled spreading her legs for me.
I promptly started kissing along her inner thighs, slowly easing towards her fiery centre.
Upon my arrival I extended my tongue between her slick petals, licking from her perineum to the bottom of her swollen clitoris, then back again, repeating the motion.
"Oh God… Baby… Nadir, yes baby, eat me," Meena moaned.
At first I focused solely on her vagina, licking and sucking her juicy lips, cramming my tongue between them, fucking her with it; then I transitioned to her pleasingly clean sphincter, the smooth flesh surrounding her puckered hole a delight.
"Oh my God, my baby, what are you doing… Nadir, you're eating my ass," Meena groaned.
Noticing how much she was enjoying it I took time rimming her, for the first time, slathering her tight little hole with saliva. I had never done anything like that before. I hadn't even touched her there with my finger.
At that moment, I wondered if Meena would allow me to fuck her there, but that wasn't really on the agenda, so I returned to her clit.
I teased her, flicking her glossy jewel with the tip of my tongue, before really going to town.
This was another thing that I knew Meena loved, and if I slowly built up the pressure and speed she would eventually cum again. In a hyper-sexual state, it wasn't long before another orgasm overtook her.
"Damn Nadir, I'm getting there baby, Please go, keep going, keep going..." she moaned.
I pressed my tongue hard into her slick nub. Meena began writhing on the bed, pulling my head into her crotch, eager to cum again.
"Ohhh… Nadir!" She shouted, her legs beginning to quiver.
Still eating her I inserted two fingers inside, dragging them across her g-spot.
Meena climaxed instantly.
"Ohhh… yes!" she screeched, thrashing about on the bed, her legs flailing about as she tore at my hair with her fingers. "Ohhh… Baby…!"
Several seconds later I removed his fingers and mouth, a white liquid drizzling out of Meena’s cunt, my chin and fingers sloppy from her pussy juices mixed with my spit. Casually wiping my face and hand on the bedspread, I moved my torso above hers, propping myself up with my hands and forearms, regarding the satisfied beauty below me.
Meena's face was a hot, gorgeous mess. Tears again streamed down her cheeks. Perspiration speckled her forehead and upper lip, her beautiful dark locks strewn about her head, a few strands pasted to her forehead, the rest spilling onto the mattress. She was still breathing heavily, passionate little gasps escaping her slightly parted lips.
My eyes took in her tits, flopping on her chest, falling a little to either side. Her nipples were still rock hard, tiny goose pimples dotting her areolae. Her thin transparent summer nightgown was bunched up at her midsection, covering up her belly. I thought for a moment every man would want her, and Jalal was one of them and nothing more. She was so sexy, so incredibly fuck-able, I had to have her now.
"Meena, I'm going to fuck you."
Her eyes opened wider, her lips forming a tired grin. "Yes baby, fuck me, I am yours, just yours..."
Quickly shedding my boxers, I guided my member towards Meena's gaping cunt.
The blood engorged tip, positioned at her opening, was soon flooded with her wetness as it slid back and forth between her labia. When my cock head was nice and slick I slowly, purposefully penetrated my wife. Half buried in her sopping, satiny abyss. I paused for a few seconds, gazing down at Meena's breathtaking face.
"Oh… Baby, your cock feels so good in me, god I've missed that."
"Me too… Me too baby," I answered truthfully.
I had not forgotten how good her pussy felt wrapped around my cock, a steaming velvety tunnel gripping my as ever tightly.
God we had some wild sessions back then, I thought, my recollection glossing over the last bad days.
As I hovered over her I lowered my face to hers. Our lips joined together, gliding over each other, tongues darting furtively into each other's mouths. All the while my erection, embedded inside her, reveled in the enchanting cover.
After a minute or so Meena broke the spell, so to speak, "God Nadir, make love to me."
I nodded, my cock slowly retreating towards her entrance until he was almost out, then just as slowly thrusting forward, burrowing inside my angel. It was hotter than hell, and I wanted to make the most of it, moving my rigid tool in and almost out of her, maintaining the same unhurried rhythm.
We made love lazily, each enjoying the essence of the other. Meena wrapped her legs around me, kissing me again. Our passion was patient, bodies fused as one, nothing else in the world mattering at this moment in time.
But as predictable as the ebb and flow of the ocean, our need to enjoy the sweet release of carnal energy eventually washed over us.
Speeding up my pace I began fucking Meena harder, faster.
She pulled her legs up, her hands forcing her knees close to her head. I pushed her further onto her shoulders, her sexy feet dangling above her.
"Oh god… Go baby, fuck me, fuck me!"
Driving into her with all the gusto I could summon I reached down to grab her tits, squeezing them, tweaking her nipples. She grabbed my ass in her hands, digging her long nails into my flesh. Delirious with desire, my pelvis slammed frenziedly into hers, the sound of her wet pussy a sensual symphony.
Craning her neck forward at what must have been a painful angle, her face inches from mine, Meena exhorted me onward, her frantic voice the clearest indication that she was close to cumming again, for the third time this night.
"Fuck yes, yes!" she screamed. "Gimme that hard cock, fuck me, fuck me!"
I realized then that some things never change. At least In the heat of the moment she came across, as if she is my nasty slut who craved cock more than anything else.
Her wild eyes, an animal like quality to them, bore into mine. Her mouth hung open, lower lip trembling. I started pounding into her with everything I had, encouraged by her unabated dirty talk.
"Fuck yes, yes, yes!" she screamed. "God, your fucking cock is gonna make me cum so hard!"
I grunted in reply, trying to press my cock impossibly deep inside her, my hips ike a jackhammer.
Meena grabbed her own ankles, spreading herself even wider.
Sweat drenched her face, her beautiful features contorted by a desperate yearning, "Oh fuck baby, I'm so close, keep going, keep going... fuck me harder…"
It was laughable in a way, as if anything could stop me now! My balls twisted with a primal pain, forcing me to inseminate my gorgeous slutty wife. Her lustful requests simply fueled the fire that ran through my flesh.
"Oh my god, fuck I'm gonna cum, keep going, fuck keep going!"
I could feel my own orgasm building deep within me, nerve endings firing in my extremities, the deliciously warm wave of a massive climax beginning to flow through my body.
My hot, sexy, slut wife, Meena had been urging me forward and now I was about to cum.
"Ohhh… Meena, I'm gonna cum."
"Yes Nadir, cum for me, give it to me, fill me up with your cum!"
"Oh fuckK!" I bellowed, my cock exploding.
My seed filled her, jet after jet rocketing out of my spasming penis, coating Meena’s innerwalls. She was wide-eyed, her body convulsing beneath me as she came at the same time I did, her cunt contracting repeatedly, a lengthy, satisfied moan escaping her lips.
"Oh my God..." Meena sighed a moment later, quivering in post orgasmic euphoria.
It was incredible, and better than I remembered the sex between us ever being, which was saying something. Gradually recovering from our amorous deliverance, I lowered my face to hers, our lips and tongues lovingly meshing as one, then I rolled off of her, my spent cock spilling out, dragging a dollop of cum with it.
"Ohhh Baby," I mumbled, staring at the ceiling.
After a minute, Meena rolled onto her side facing me, running her hand across my heaving chest.
I turned to look at her. A tired but joyous expression occupied her face, her eyes beaming. Dbanging her right leg across mine, she continued massaging my chest and abdomen with her right hand, the fingernail of her index finger tracing a slow, sensual, spine tingling path.
"I've missed this."
"What?"
"I've missed you Nadir."
I couldn't help but be somewhat incredulous.
"How could you miss me? I was here all time, nearer than always," I said.
“You know what I mean, you were near but the air was foggy, between us…" she murmured.
I, unsure how to respond, didn't, instead just looking back at her, trying to discern what she might be thinking.
"Uh, probably should we sleep now," I said abruptly, quickly getting up from the bed, a shadow of surprise and disappointment crossing Meena's face.
"We are late baby, Tomorrow is a work day”.
"Damn, I suppose you're right," Meena finally acknowledged, looking a little annoyed.
I quickly got my boxers, going to the bathroom. Returning to the bedroom and my side of bed turned me to her, still lying on the bed.
"Meena, this was fantastic," I said, kissing her lips.
"Maybe we can get together sometime, again, while we're here and the fog allows!" Meena said and laughed, then got up and went into the bathroom…
Monday with Meena was uneventful. We were completely distracted to clean the garden and pond.
My mind all day, reeled from the sheer absurdity of my attitude towards her how she dealt with him.
I had never been in a situation even remotely similar.
On the one hand, I wanted to watch them and see how they meet again and undress in my presence or at least while I could only see them, while he takes her. Just thinking about it for a moment gave me a clear erection.
On the other hand, I didn't want to share her, to share her love for me, her feelings and her emotions.
I wanted her to do it just for me without any emotional or sensual connection to anyone else, not even feelings of that kind. Not even for a moment.
I couldn't stand her showing the slightest sensuality, it should only be sexual passion and ecstasy, and only because and when I want it. The highest level of egoism, I know, but it was like that.
That was my problem.
My nymph Meena was supposed to be there for me and my pleasure first and foremost, just me.
But this time, with Jalal I had only limited success.
He was the one who wanted more, he was not satisfied with what I or she could give him.
Yes, I hadn't missed Meena's reticence in general.
Yes, Meena certainly didn't want to cross the line, but she was and is a very sensitive person, especially towards someone she likes, and she definitely doesn't want to hurt anyone emotionally.
And I couldn't help but replay scenes from their intimate time together.
I daydreamed about their dancing and more and this continued until evening.
When we lay down to sleep, Meena, who as always was first in bed, turned to me, looked into my eyes and asked, "Nadir, you've seemed distracted all day. Is everything okay?"
I paused before replying, scrambling to come up with some plausible lie to explain my behaviour. "oh, it's nothing really, I was just thinking about us and our past."
"Mmm, I see. Which part of it? Happy thoughts perhaps?"
I chuckled, recalling for a moment some of the good times as well as the bad times, especially in last days.
"A few," I said nonchalantly.
"Just a few?"
I smiled, "Yeah, we had some fun I can say, I was today daydreaming about some good times."
Meena moved her hand across my thigh, resting it there.
"I'd like to have a lot of fun tonight with my husband," she said quietly, squeezing my upper thigh as she spoke.
I was pleasantly surprised by her spontaneous action.
I saw her eyes fixed on me. For the first time today, I found myself struck by her smouldering beauty.
Her large deep brown eyes perched above incredible cheek bones were fixed on me, lips luscious half open. My wife is absolutely stunning, I thought.
I could feel myself becoming aroused as I gazed at her, the combined effect of her touch, her words, and her sultry good looks getting the best of me.
"Meena, I don't know. I was daydreaming about… About you and… and…," I said, trying to find an excuse for dreaming of her with somebody who we have had so much trouble with lately because of him...
"I know, with Jalal, me and old Jalal, it wasn't all bad was it?" she said, squeezing my upper thigh again. "It seems you enjoyed it..."
I couldn't deny the truth of what she was saying.
"Yeah sure, it was not bad, but it was somehow not under my control, that daydreams," I admitted.
"I understand, this stupid control madness again..." and she giggled while moving slightly her hand higher towards my already erection.
"I don't know..." I said.
“Please…Please baby…" Meena insisted seductively.
Meena, aware of my member’s reaction, continued, "I know right? Dr. Meena Salimi, married to a surgeon, a super slut… Tell me please how was it…" she said and touched my hard erection.
I started to tell:
'In my phantasy we are in a dance club, maybe his favourite club. I tell you just to have fun and if he appears, I let you to dance with him and if he insists and you want it, you are allowed even more...
I let you get some confidence built up. I tell you even to take your wedding ring for him. You take of your ring while looking in my eyes and give to me.
We kiss deeply and I tell you that I love you and to go in and have some fun tonight.
I watch you go while looking back at me every few feet. I get a drink and start walking around...
After a few more minutes I find you on the dance floor moving and dancing alone.
I sit down at a table and watch...
You look a little tense but with each minute I can tell that you are getting looser...
After a few minutes I see you go off the stage and sit down at a table near stage, and soon from nowhere he appears, Jalal...
From my angle I can see you sitting sideways to me and facing him. You are sipping your drink and making small talk with him. Few more minutes goes by and you two get out on the dance floor. I can see you touching him more and more. Your hands are on his butt. Jalal is doing rather well himself with you as he moves up and down feeling you up which you do not protest one bit...
After what felt like an eternity, I see him sit down at a near table and your head over to the rest rooms...
I get up to go and see how you are doing. I caught you coming out of the rest room you look at me and give me a big kiss. You come to me, and I ask you if you are having fun...
You tell me something that kind of shocks me but at the same time make my loins stir.
You tell me that while dancing you were getting turned on, not really knowing by what, but you definitely had a wet pussy. You open your small purse, and I see your soaked panties inside. I say, then you don't have any on now? No, you answer. I ask what you want to do next, continue on, go home, what? You say want to go back and dance some more with him...
Well, I say okay, and watch you to go back to the old Jalal who is waiting. It looks like he thinks up of something because as soon as you come back he takes your hand and lead you out...
You walk into the dimly lit room where you couldn't see anything clearly, so I do not follow you. It seems that you are in there for about twenty minutes. When you two come out I know something was up as I see you come out with matted hair and a coat of fresh lipstick...
I guess you made out pretty good. I saw you go in the bathroom, and I again follow...
As soon as I get there you greet me with a big kiss. I pull away at first, but you would not have any of that. You grab me closer and probe my mouth with your tongue. It taste funny and I have a good idea of what it is. While I let my imagination run, my dick is growing hard now. You pull away and say when you and him, Jalal, got in the back room he ordered a champagne but just for himself. You just sat with him. You say, while sipping his champagne, he started to work his fingers closer to your inner thighs...
You tell me that you parted your legs for him a little and invited him in for a quick feel your hot and wet pussy...
While he finger fucked you in the booth you say that something just came over you. You grabbed him and slowly undid his zipper while he continued to finger fuck you with now three fingers...
He had a big hard on his long dick, which you are not used to seeing as I am not so big.
You say that it glistened from the precum. Then something came over you, you bent your head down and swallowed the head of his penis. You tell me, you went down no more than twice when you felt him pulse and shoot a wad into your throat. Only unlike with me you did not pull off, instead you pumped his big meat even harder and let him finish his explosion...
After he finished, you swallowed all. Jalal told you that you were wonderful and asked if you wanted to continue this in his car outside. You did not know so trying to act like a lady you put on some fresh lipstick and told him that you would freshen up first...
Thats when you came out and met up me...
At first I tell you that I do not know if what you did was right, but you talk me into it. You say that you know me, deep down inside I want you to take his dick in your body, and for me to know that you are doing him, is my real fantasy and satisfaction.
I admit that you are right. You say, now the time is here and you will fulfil my wish.
You look me in the eyes then coyly you say you would do it for me, to fuck old Jalal, outside in his car. You say I may even be able to watch, when he fucks you.
Then you kiss me again and with that kiss, your face, and the taste of his cum I say go ahead just be careful. Your face took on a determined look and you go back...'
I paused shortly. I sensed Meena was very excited. Her face was a little blushed and her deep breathing was audible. I lowered my head, kissing the tops of her breasts.
"Mmm, yes," Meena murmured, running her fingers through my hair.
"They're my beautiful babies," I growled, lowering my mouth to her tits.
"Oh… God," she moaned softly.
I sucked and nibbled on her nipples and areolae, at the same time negotiating a hand under the hem of her nightgown. I made a beeline for her cunt, rubbing her pussy then I placed my middle finger on her clit. She was wet, very wet from my day dream story.
My digit easily gliding across the surface of her now very hard button, pressing firmly as it did so.
"Damn, you're making me so hot baby," Meena sighed.
“Me or him, Jalal," I groweld.
“Both of you, baby, both of you if you want..." she moaned.
I moved my mouth back to hers, our lips melting together again, her tongue swirling around mine.
She playfully bit my lower lip, and I tugged at hers with my teeth in response, then moved my lips to her neck, kissing his way to her ear, my tongue tasting her, biting down lightly on her lobe.
Meena sighed, ”Nadir, baby I want to hear more… Please…”
She looked at me affectionately, squeezing my rod now. “and then?" She spoke.
I continued:
'As you both meet up I see you whisper something into his ear and he takes your hand and guides you out. I discreetly follow you to hope I could watch the scenario unfold.
I saw you get into this full-size new van with no side windows. He knows what he does, I say to myself. He has planned this all previously...
Now my thoughts start running wild, reaching into my pocket I feel your ring, then the thought of him fucking you, my Meena, and I am not able to watch, runs through my head...
I do not hesitate but sneak up to the front windows looking inside and all I can see was your three inch heels high in the air and Jalal hairy ass...
“Not wanting to get us all caught I get back inside my car and from a good distance watch his van...
Probably thirty minutes goes by when I see the van door open and you come out. You look sexy, satisfied and to my surprise pretty well dressed. You come over to our car get in took my hand and place it on your wet pussy. You part your lips, and I see his cum ooze out...
I ask you how it went. You tell me that when you and Jalal got into the van you immediately laid on the floor and hiked your skirt up...
He came over to you and took his pants off. His dick was a much longer and bigger than mine so went in not too easy, but as he was in, he immediately started pumping your cuntYou both came quick the first time and simultaneously, you say...
He continued to pump and fuck you and after five minutes you came again, and he came some minutes after you, both times deep inside your cunt. Your say that it would not be good enough if he pulled out...
You wanted me to see and smell his cum in you. After the second time you got dressed, you kissed him goodnight and got out. You say that you feel yourself girlish and sexy with this old man. He is a perfect man with a perfect instrument
to satisfy a married woman like you...'
“Nadir, do you wish me to fuck him, really, again?" Meena asked while she reached to my hand and brought it to her pussy. She was soaking wet.
I didn’t respond her questiom, but, “Do you want to do it? Not for me, just for you, you both…" I spoke.
Meena replied, “I asked you a question, you answer me first…”
I kissed her, her lips parting, my tongue sliding into her mouth. She replied in kind for a few seconds, then pulled away from me, I kissed her again, harder this time, grinding my body into hers.
“If you are horny for him…" I answered quietly.
“I don’t know, really”, and after a short pause, she added," I am horny for you baby, I do just what you wish, if you wish, I’ll do it.”
I lowerd my head, kissing the tops of her breasts.
"Mmm, yes," Meena murmured, running her fingers through my hair.
I moved my mouth back to hers, our lips melting together again, her tongue swirling around mine.
Sliding my middle and index finger between her sopping labia, I effortlessly inserted them inside her. I was now fingering her, rubbing hard against her g spot, quickly recalling the exact area I could hit that would get Meena off.
It worked like a charm.
"Oh baby… Nadir, I'm cumming."
Her pussy shuddered in response, slick juices coating my hand in a shimmering gloss.
As her climax subsided, my Meena collapsed into my arms, completely spent for the moment. Tears streamed from her eyes, a huge, exhausted smile on her face.
"Oh baby, you always are good at that."
"Well, I was a good listener," I replied, remembering how Meena would tell me exactly what I am was doing right, and wrong.
"Now, let me do you."
"No baby, I want to eat you, and then fuck you," I said and lifted me up.
"Oh my god, you have changed," she giggled spreading her legs for me.
I promptly started kissing along her inner thighs, slowly easing towards her fiery centre.
Upon my arrival I extended my tongue between her slick petals, licking from her perineum to the bottom of her swollen clitoris, then back again, repeating the motion.
"Oh God… Baby… Nadir, yes baby, eat me," Meena moaned.
At first I focused solely on her vagina, licking and sucking her juicy lips, cramming my tongue between them, fucking her with it; then I transitioned to her pleasingly clean sphincter, the smooth flesh surrounding her puckered hole a delight.
"Oh my God, my baby, what are you doing… Nadir, you're eating my ass," Meena groaned.
Noticing how much she was enjoying it I took time rimming her, for the first time, slathering her tight little hole with saliva. I had never done anything like that before. I hadn't even touched her there with my finger.
At that moment, I wondered if Meena would allow me to fuck her there, but that wasn't really on the agenda, so I returned to her clit.
I teased her, flicking her glossy jewel with the tip of my tongue, before really going to town.
This was another thing that I knew Meena loved, and if I slowly built up the pressure and speed she would eventually cum again. In a hyper-sexual state, it wasn't long before another orgasm overtook her.
"Damn Nadir, I'm getting there baby, Please go, keep going, keep going..." she moaned.
I pressed my tongue hard into her slick nub. Meena began writhing on the bed, pulling my head into her crotch, eager to cum again.
"Ohhh… Nadir!" She shouted, her legs beginning to quiver.
Still eating her I inserted two fingers inside, dragging them across her g-spot.
Meena climaxed instantly.
"Ohhh… yes!" she screeched, thrashing about on the bed, her legs flailing about as she tore at my hair with her fingers. "Ohhh… Baby…!"
Several seconds later I removed his fingers and mouth, a white liquid drizzling out of Meena’s cunt, my chin and fingers sloppy from her pussy juices mixed with my spit. Casually wiping my face and hand on the bedspread, I moved my torso above hers, propping myself up with my hands and forearms, regarding the satisfied beauty below me.
Meena's face was a hot, gorgeous mess. Tears again streamed down her cheeks. Perspiration speckled her forehead and upper lip, her beautiful dark locks strewn about her head, a few strands pasted to her forehead, the rest spilling onto the mattress. She was still breathing heavily, passionate little gasps escaping her slightly parted lips.
My eyes took in her tits, flopping on her chest, falling a little to either side. Her nipples were still rock hard, tiny goose pimples dotting her areolae. Her thin transparent summer nightgown was bunched up at her midsection, covering up her belly. I thought for a moment every man would want her, and Jalal was one of them and nothing more. She was so sexy, so incredibly fuck-able, I had to have her now.
"Meena, I'm going to fuck you."
Her eyes opened wider, her lips forming a tired grin. "Yes baby, fuck me, I am yours, just yours..."
Quickly shedding my boxers, I guided my member towards Meena's gaping cunt.
The blood engorged tip, positioned at her opening, was soon flooded with her wetness as it slid back and forth between her labia. When my cock head was nice and slick I slowly, purposefully penetrated my wife. Half buried in her sopping, satiny abyss. I paused for a few seconds, gazing down at Meena's breathtaking face.
"Oh… Baby, your cock feels so good in me, god I've missed that."
"Me too… Me too baby," I answered truthfully.
I had not forgotten how good her pussy felt wrapped around my cock, a steaming velvety tunnel gripping my as ever tightly.
God we had some wild sessions back then, I thought, my recollection glossing over the last bad days.
As I hovered over her I lowered my face to hers. Our lips joined together, gliding over each other, tongues darting furtively into each other's mouths. All the while my erection, embedded inside her, reveled in the enchanting cover.
After a minute or so Meena broke the spell, so to speak, "God Nadir, make love to me."
I nodded, my cock slowly retreating towards her entrance until he was almost out, then just as slowly thrusting forward, burrowing inside my angel. It was hotter than hell, and I wanted to make the most of it, moving my rigid tool in and almost out of her, maintaining the same unhurried rhythm.
We made love lazily, each enjoying the essence of the other. Meena wrapped her legs around me, kissing me again. Our passion was patient, bodies fused as one, nothing else in the world mattering at this moment in time.
But as predictable as the ebb and flow of the ocean, our need to enjoy the sweet release of carnal energy eventually washed over us.
Speeding up my pace I began fucking Meena harder, faster.
She pulled her legs up, her hands forcing her knees close to her head. I pushed her further onto her shoulders, her sexy feet dangling above her.
"Oh god… Go baby, fuck me, fuck me!"
Driving into her with all the gusto I could summon I reached down to grab her tits, squeezing them, tweaking her nipples. She grabbed my ass in her hands, digging her long nails into my flesh. Delirious with desire, my pelvis slammed frenziedly into hers, the sound of her wet pussy a sensual symphony.
Craning her neck forward at what must have been a painful angle, her face inches from mine, Meena exhorted me onward, her frantic voice the clearest indication that she was close to cumming again, for the third time this night.
"Fuck yes, yes!" she screamed. "Gimme that hard cock, fuck me, fuck me!"
I realized then that some things never change. At least In the heat of the moment she came across, as if she is my nasty slut who craved cock more than anything else.
Her wild eyes, an animal like quality to them, bore into mine. Her mouth hung open, lower lip trembling. I started pounding into her with everything I had, encouraged by her unabated dirty talk.
"Fuck yes, yes, yes!" she screamed. "God, your fucking cock is gonna make me cum so hard!"
I grunted in reply, trying to press my cock impossibly deep inside her, my hips ike a jackhammer.
Meena grabbed her own ankles, spreading herself even wider.
Sweat drenched her face, her beautiful features contorted by a desperate yearning, "Oh fuck baby, I'm so close, keep going, keep going... fuck me harder…"
It was laughable in a way, as if anything could stop me now! My balls twisted with a primal pain, forcing me to inseminate my gorgeous slutty wife. Her lustful requests simply fueled the fire that ran through my flesh.
"Oh my god, fuck I'm gonna cum, keep going, fuck keep going!"
I could feel my own orgasm building deep within me, nerve endings firing in my extremities, the deliciously warm wave of a massive climax beginning to flow through my body.
My hot, sexy, slut wife, Meena had been urging me forward and now I was about to cum.
"Ohhh… Meena, I'm gonna cum."
"Yes Nadir, cum for me, give it to me, fill me up with your cum!"
"Oh fuckK!" I bellowed, my cock exploding.
My seed filled her, jet after jet rocketing out of my spasming penis, coating Meena’s innerwalls. She was wide-eyed, her body convulsing beneath me as she came at the same time I did, her cunt contracting repeatedly, a lengthy, satisfied moan escaping her lips.
"Oh my God..." Meena sighed a moment later, quivering in post orgasmic euphoria.
It was incredible, and better than I remembered the sex between us ever being, which was saying something. Gradually recovering from our amorous deliverance, I lowered my face to hers, our lips and tongues lovingly meshing as one, then I rolled off of her, my spent cock spilling out, dragging a dollop of cum with it.
"Ohhh Baby," I mumbled, staring at the ceiling.
After a minute, Meena rolled onto her side facing me, running her hand across my heaving chest.
I turned to look at her. A tired but joyous expression occupied her face, her eyes beaming. Dbanging her right leg across mine, she continued massaging my chest and abdomen with her right hand, the fingernail of her index finger tracing a slow, sensual, spine tingling path.
"I've missed this."
"What?"
"I've missed you Nadir."
I couldn't help but be somewhat incredulous.
"How could you miss me? I was here all time, nearer than always," I said.
“You know what I mean, you were near but the air was foggy, between us…" she murmured.
I, unsure how to respond, didn't, instead just looking back at her, trying to discern what she might be thinking.
"Uh, probably should we sleep now," I said abruptly, quickly getting up from the bed, a shadow of surprise and disappointment crossing Meena's face.
"We are late baby, Tomorrow is a work day”.
"Damn, I suppose you're right," Meena finally acknowledged, looking a little annoyed.
I quickly got my boxers, going to the bathroom. Returning to the bedroom and my side of bed turned me to her, still lying on the bed.
"Meena, this was fantastic," I said, kissing her lips.
"Maybe we can get together sometime, again, while we're here and the fog allows!" Meena said and laughed, then got up and went into the bathroom…
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Smell it, but don't tear it off
Demeter
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