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Salir

Sparrows and Sparrowhawks 7 (I)


Nadir ‘s Narration:

The week after Cyrus’s visit was for us a very busy week. We had normal sex a few times up until
 
then, but we hadn't gotten to it much. Our or my fantasies had not much room to expand and blossom. 

It was just too stressful at work. I was waiting impatiently for the weekend and for our ranch visit. I didn't want to
 
talk much about it with Meena beforehand and wanted to give her time, as she was very busy at work.

 
Meena was informed that she is officially not more an assistant professor but a professor in her clinic. This
 
was a surprise for us as we expected this in two years. Her previous colleague, Hamed, who was in
 
Canada on sabbatical before, returned a few weeks ago, but contrary to expectations he was appointed as
 
Meena's deputy despite having retained his professorship, too. Hamed was the son of an older, very
 
famous surgery professor who was dean of the university for a long time and all Meena's colleagues believed that
 
Hamed would become the next chief of their clinic because of protection. But I knew that her old boss,
 
who had held her in high esteem, would make sure that Meena got his job at the end of his career. 

Meena became thus the youngest clinic head and professor in the Faculty of Medicine.

 
We have planned to have a party and celebrate this at the beginning of spring, which means about 4-5 weeks
 
from the weekend of Cyrus visit.

 
Unfortunately, on the Thursday before our planned farm visit, Meena received a call about Mansour's son.
 
He was now a teenager and had been having problems at college. Meena had to go there on Thursday
 
evening and take care of him and his college problems on Friday.
 
Meena confirmed this over the phone with Farzan and apparently, he was very disappointed but claimed
 
that we could plan it for the following week.
 
Meena told him that unfortunately it wasn't possible because I was on a short training trip, and she wouldn't
 
be going alone, and we had to postpone our visit to the ranch for a few weeks and Farzan stressed that
 
Tahir would be very sad and disappointed but he has to accept it. 

At the same call, Meena informed him about her new career move and invited him and Tahir to her party, which was 

now fixed.
 

The only incident that was somewhat interesting and exciting, was Hamed's invitation on Meena for dinner
 
after I left and was out of town.
 
It was on the Monday evening after my trip when Meena informed me via cell phone that he had invited her
 
to dinner and asked if she should accept. I knew that they used to be good friends and got along well.
 
He was a pleasant guy who seemed very friendly but as far as I knew he had no family.

I asked if anyone else was there. She said no, it was just the two of them and if I had any concerns she
 
would cancel. I replied that I trusted her fully and no matter what, she could decide for herself.
 
I could have been relaxed because he wasn't the type for an adventure, although you can never be sure
 
with things like that, but I knew my wife and had complete trust in her honesty and also knew what kind of guy she
 
was interested in.
 
But they didn't meet until Friday, the day I was coming back that evening, and as I expected, there wasn't
 
much going on.

 
The weekend after that, we were invited by Mitra for lunch.
 
The next weeks went by very quickly. As always, I didn’t have much time after my trip which lasted six days
 
and had to work more before and after.

 
It was the last Saturday in March that we celebrated Meena's new career advancement and her
 
appointment as professor and as head of the clinic. The party was at one of the fancy restaurants in town.
 
Many colleagues from the university were there.
 
Meena's closest relatives, her sister and brother as well as her mother, were supposed to be there but due to
 
the sudden death of her brother-in-law’s father, they could not travel.
 
Some of Meena’s old friends were there, as well as Mitra, Tahir, Farzan and Sara. Tahir was never present at
 
such events and said that he only came because of the pretty professor and as a present he had a 6-pack
 
of wine from his vineyard and wine cellar, from the year 1961, which was apparently one of the best wine years. 

The wine was actually his father's product.

 
During the party when Meena was taking care of guests, Farzan and I were alone together for a few
 
minutes and I asked if he was in touch with his family or if he or Tahir had any new relationships now.
 
He told me that he and his ex-wife have a good friendship because of their daughter. He said that he
 
always has a fleeting relationship or date and that's it. But with Tahir it's a bit complicated he added, , then he laughed.
 
I asked why is it complicated? After meeting Tahir in the ranch and experiencing the intimate story of my wife
 
and the old farmer, I was curious to know more about him in order to avoid possible complications later and
 
at the same time have control over everything, who knows what might happen next.
 
Farzan replied,"You don’t know him as well as I know him, as far as his personality is concerned, he is
 
perhaps, not perhaps, but certainly the nicest and most considerate person I have ever met and I have met
 
many! No matter whether human being or animals, he treats everybody like himself, especially in relation to
 
women. He could be a great father or husband but unfortunately, he is in his own world, nature is meant,
 
and he will not give in, in that regard." and added, "Otherwise he has an incredible libido. Many women who
 
met him couldn't keep up with him and came up short. We, Jalal and I, have known that since our youth.
 
Sometimes he is a bit depressed about it and needs support, but it's like that. Fortunately, he loves his
 
nature, his farm and his animals and he says that’s enough for him, and today he is there because he likes
 
and respects you two, as his friends," and laughed. We had to interrupt our conversation because Mitra
 
joined in.

 
The and lasted from 5 pm to 10 pm. After that, almost all the guests had left and the last ones were Mitra, Tahir, 

Farzan and Sara. Sara took Mitra home in her car and Tahir said that he hadn't seen us in so
 
long and that we should go to Farzan's.
 
I suggested that we prefer to go to us and relax and if it gets late, the two of them can stay overnight, without having
 
to worry about being late, in our guesthouse like they did back then.

 
When we got home, we first made ourselves comfortable in the living room. Meena asked if we wanted
 
something to drink, but before anyone could answer she said, "I'm sorry, I have to take a quick shower, a
 
two minutes shower, I was sweating at the party because of the very hot air and my tight dress. I'll be there
 
soon”, and she left up to stairs. We spoke about party and admitted that it was really hot there, in
 
restaurant.
 

As Meena after some minutes stepped the stairs down, her hair was back up in a pony tail and wearing 

her above knee jeans shorts, sandals and a figure-hugging tank top, written on it: “Happy Wife, Happy Life!”.
 
She noticed the three of us staring at her as she made her way to us.
 
"What?" she asked, looking directly at me and then the two old men.
 
"Oh, just admiring the view," smiled Tahir as she passed me and headed toward kitchen and stood in front of the door.
 
Tahir looked at her from top to bottom and whistled, “breathtaking, very sexy madam director,”, and
 
laughed.,”. 

"Tahir…" she blabbed, resting a hand on my shoulder. "And how!" Farzan said with a grin, his
 
gaze set firmly on Meena's backside. Meena looked over and noticed just that.
 
Farzan confirmed his statement, “The lady professor looks great, what are you planning to do?”, and
 
giggled.
 
Meena smiled and said, “Nothing special, I am here just to serve,”. The she went into the kitchen and came back with
 
wine bottle and glasses tray in her hands. She gave all a glass of wine,”, You are allowed now to drink, we
 
are at home,”.
 
Tahir drank at one and demanded a second glass. I was standing still but the two men were sitting on the
 
sofa, each in the other end, and opposite them were 3 free chairs. Meena wanted to sit on a free chair, but
 
Tahir took the space between himself and Farzan and said, ""why not between us, we’ll be happy to have
 
you join us,”. Meena smoothed her shorts, certainly aware of her hands modelling her ass as she sat
 
between them, “If you are happy, I am happy too,", she said, with a smile at Tahir then Farzan to mate
 
with his.
 
Tahir spoke, “Now, that is a rare angel, a bad girl, you have disappointed us; you didn’t accept our invitation
 
and didn’t appear in farm. It is a great sin, especially as it concerns us, two old men, we were very
 
unhappy. Was your last visit unpleasant, my lady?”, he looked at Meena with a devil's grin, an Ironic and
 
Mischievous.
 
I, and for sure also Meena, didn’t know if Farzan is informed about Tahir and Meena’s sex game in ranch.
 
I guessed that he won't pretend that he knows anything about it, he is a lawyer and very careful not to make
 
any mistakes, as I know him.
 
Meena answered lightly blushed, “No, no… It was nice there…”, and then apologized and talked about Ali,
 
son of Mansour and that she is responsible for him and then said about my trip.
 
Farzan said, “But I told you, you could come alone, we are not a wild bunch, “, and laughed.
 
Tahir said, "We will talk about this seriously later,”, then added while looking at Farzan, “, the sexy young
 
professor must expect consequences, right? What do you say as a lawyer?” and made a serious face with
 
a tilt of the head.
 
Farzan confirmed, “Yes, legally it is also justified, I can as a man of the law confirm that”, with a devil smile.
 
Meena was sitting between them on the sofa, and I was sitting on the chair vis-à-vis.
 
We spoke about Tahir’s vineyard and wine production and his horses. They both made steady eye contact
 
with my wife. Meena caught her finger in her hair sometimes, twirling a strand, while listening, as she
 
looked into Tair’s more often, or Farzan’s eyes less often, depending on who is already speaking, as they
 
were speaking. I caught Farzan giving exquisitely sneaky glances at Meena’s boobs nestled under her
 
top generously visible. 


An hour later, the two old men were obviously flirting with my wife and she responded with certain eye
 
contacts; the three of them showed off their dressed sex appeal.
 
I had the feeling that during that one-hour, sudden feelings of naughtiness and tingling excitement arose in
 
the two old guests and in her too, similar to the excitement that I had had since the beginning of arriving at
 
our house.
 
Tahir had his arm behind Meena on the back cushion of the sofa and every now and then, when he thought
 
I didn't notice, he would stroke her far shoulder. I also often noticed that he would touch her knee with his
 
own or occasionally put his hand on her upper leg for a short time.

 
It was around midnight when I said that I was tired, but they could stay up longer.
 
I actually wanted to sit down at my study monitor.  I expected, or rather hoped, that something would
 
happen, and thought that when I stay there, it wouldn't start.
 
Meena looked at me and nodded with her head briefly, which meant she knew I would be watching her from my
 
study monitor.
 
I was rapidly in my study and the screeen of monitor was on.

"We are so happy to see you again, although you didn't want to see us in the last few weeks," Tahir looked
 
at Meena and said if complaining. Farzan nodded in agreement.
 
"Well, I said I am sorry, and it's flattering from you and I am happy too to have you here…” Meena said,
 
crossing her arms.
 
A cell phone rang, Farzan got up and grabbed his jacket and his cell phone and answered. Meena said to him that 

he can talk in other room and showed the door to the dining room.
 
Farzan nodded and walked to the door while he spoke on phone.
 
 
When he was outside Meena turned to Tahir and asked, "Does he know about the ranch… I mean about  
 
us...?". Tahir stroked her shoulder again with his left hand and then caressed her right right cheek and lips
 
 with his right hand , "you don't think I tell everyone everything, do you? I'm a secret keeper and I respect you a
 
lot, so you can trust me everything...".
 
"And now you want to offer me to your friend or share me? Hmmm?", Meen asked teasingly.
 
"I don't do anything, I am just interested in you and if you want to be shared, I am not going to stop it, you
 
are the one who decides," Tahir sounded serious, then he added, "Do you want us to leave? Or him to
 
leave, or me to leave,”, "Your decision. In my presence always you decide, anytime, anywhere, you are
 
one who decides… don’t forget you are now the director… ", and smiled and kissed her cheeks.
 
Meena smiled and said,” A new experience, I like to go through, I am curious…”, and after a short pause
 
kissed his cheek back and said, "No... I want you to stay, both of you...".
 
Tahir kissed the corner of her lips and said, “You are the one who has to be satisfied… Always…”.
 
“Thank you for comply w…”, Meena stopped mid-sentence and inhaled loud enough.
 
I looked at my second screen which showed another camera from other angel and saw her eyes were closed.
 
Tahir had reached up behind her and was running his fingers up the inside of her shorts. Without opening her
 
eyes she slowly uncrossed her arms and placed a hand on both Tahir's shoulder.
 
This made my cock jump. At this moment Farzan came back. He got his Glass and sat down.
 
Only then did he realize that something was going on and looked at the two of them.
 
"Would been nice if you had kept your promises and visited us in farm, even alone...," Tahir repeated to
 
her. I saw his arm move again and Meena tightened her grip.
 
I looked down behind Meena. I could see from the camera angel that most of Tahir's hand was up inside
 
her shorts. "We tried, Tahir, to get back to farm as soon as we could, I swear," Meena said, looking up at
 
Tahir. Her eyes half opened, she winced and moaned, hypnotically twitching and swaying on Tahir's
 
fingers.
 
"You believe that Farzan?" Tahir asked.
 
"Not for a minute," Farzan replied solemnly. Meena stared back at him through hazy eyes.
 
"Oh, Farzan," she breathed, closing her eyes again and letting out a whimper.
 
"He's been waiting there, too," Tahir said, his hand moving slowly.
 
"Ohhh," she whispered softly. That Tahir was doing this to her at will was a tremendous turn on for me and I guess for Meena too. 

"Ohhh…" she breathed.
 
Tahir looked at Farzan. His arm moved quickly, and Meena stiffened. 

I was starting to sweat. Meena looked as she was in the midst of some sort of miniseries of electric shocks. She 

stood up if she cannot stand more. 

Tahir removed his hand “I get water,” she said, and left quickly for kitchen. 

When she came back Tahir stood up too. He approached her while she was standing on the other side of the table 

and sipped her water.
 
"You wouldn't have let us wait so long, starving, young lady." Tahir's voice never raised above a low
 
grunt as he slowly ran it up and over Meena's backside. "I do love this ass," he said, gazing up at her. "And
 
you are...oh, so beautiful, girl, aren’t you?" He looked her up and down. Meena breathed heavily down at
 
 Tahir, like she was expecting him to jump her at any moment. "And...my, my, what a body you got, lady
 
director," he added as he once again ran his hand up the back of her thigh. " you do gym, don't you? You
 
been keeping that body in shape for us, have you?"
 
"Yesss," she answered softly.
 
"Cause you want to look good for us, is that it?", Tahir insisted.
 
"Yes, I...I do...." Meena said in all innocence.
 
"You certainly are looking fit," he said, eyeing her legs. "It makes it easier for you to hold your position
 
while I have my way with this cute little ass."
 
"Ehmm!" Meena moaned louder.
 
I was mesmerized by the sight of Meena trying to keep her composure as Tahir worked his fingers.
 
"God, I like watching him seduce her... It's so hot I can't get enough of it," I groaned to myself.
 
Meena whimpered again and slowly turnedher head slightly up to face the camera for first time.
 
"Tahir…" she said softly, turning to him and struggling to maintain her composure.
 
I guessed, as I knew her body reaction, her pussy is getting wet at this moment, for sure, shifting in my
 
seat and pulling at my cock through my shorts. My state of lust was getting just too much.
 
She looked as if she'd been drugged, stepping out of a hole in the ground as she squirmed off of Tahir's
 
hand.
 

"Yesss..." Tahir said to her through clenched teeth as stood there and unbuckled his belt. "I have been waiting  
 
So long for this moment."
 
Farzan stood up too and approached Meena. He began to undress Meena, and she whimpered as he
 
moved her with ease. She just let him hold her arms up to get her top off and she kept them up, staring at
 
him as he dropped it on the floor next to her and undid her bra. She went slightly unstable as he undid her
 
shorts and pulled them down around her ankles, placing a hand on her shoulder as she stepped out of
 
them. 

I noticed then, when Meena went to change before, she had changed her usual underwear briefs or
 
bikini panties into a red, hot thong. 

She kept eye contact with Farzan as he stood and turned my wife around to face Tahir.
 
"Very nice," Tahir said with half a grin, then he smiled as he took her by the waist and pulled her to him. He
 
leaned forward and began kissing her neck and shoulders and pulling on her nipple. 

Meena held on to his forearms and her head rolled to both sides. "Mmm!" , she moaned.
 
"Yesss!" I groaned with lust. "Oh God…"
 
Tahir bent over and kissed at her nipples and Meena held the back of his head in one hand. She screamed
 
as he ripped off her thong panties in one motion. He stood up and looked at Meena as she swayed in his grip.
 
"Hold her," he said, pushing her back to Farzan.
 
"No wait," Meena said to Farzan, out of breath. "I can...I can do this," she said, turning to look back at Tahir.
 
"I can do this," she whispered to herself as she adjusted her stand. She placed her hands on Farzan’s
 
shoulders and took a step back and bent forward, arching her back. She pushed her ass out for Tahir, then
 
turned to look back at him as she gave it a wiggle.
 
"Yesss," I said under my breath. "That's it.".
 
She looked breifly at camera one time more if she was asking me, "Am I doing it right?", 

"I want to do it right for you…".
 
"God, yes, baby, just...just keep it out for him." I said quietly and nodded.
 
Tahir nudged up against her and Farzan brushed the hair from her eyes. “You okay?” he mouthed.
 
Meena was so overtaken with lust she could barely nod.
 
'Good. She looks so good,' I murmured.
 
"I am going to have this girl, my girl…" Tahir said to Farzan as he dug his fingers into Meena's thrust out
 
ass, giving it a good smack.
 
"Yesss!" I said quietly.
 
Meena breathed to Farzan. "Hold me?", he nodded.
 
"You ready, girl?" Tahir said. Meena stared at my camera, for a short moment. Then looked at Farzan and
 
after a long moment she pulled him, for first time, in for a kiss.
 
Tahir pressed into her and she winced, then just as quickly opened her eyes wide on Farzan. 

Meena went to speak and Tahir thrust more of his cock into her.
 
"Mmmuhh!" she grunted low. Tahir pulled out and pumped in again and she clawed at Farzan’s shoulders.
 
"Oh! Oh, God easy, Tahi… Oh!!"
 
Tahir slowly pulled out, adjusted his angle, then thrust himself back in.
 
"She's tight," he grunted to Farzan.
 
"Really? ideal for me, I love driving in narrow tunnels…" Farzan stammered as he rubbed his crotch.
 
"Oh, Gawd!!" Meena said, turning to look at Tahir, trying to talk as he eased out of her.
 
"H'aaaahhhhh!" Tahir shouted down at her. "Hahhh… Shit, you are tight girl!"
 
"H'ohh fuck," I moaned and talked to me, "I like looking that old farmer standing behind my naked wife and
 
gripping her by the waist and telling how tight she is... It makes me so hot!".
 
Meena grabbed the back of Farzan’s head and kissed him wildly. 

Tahir slowly pumped deep into Meena and her whole body stiffened.
 
"Mmmbuhh!!!" she moaned, breaking her kiss without opening her eyes. Tahir smacked her ass and then
 
again. "Oh, God Tahir!" she panted at him.
 
It was so hot hearing Meena say Tahir's name while in such a state. He was fucking her and she shouted
 
his name as a result. I stared intently.
 
"Their cocks are hard for my wife's body!" I thought, "Oh, God, he fucks her hot little pussy...".
 
Tahir gripped both of Meena's shoulders and pumped away at her.
 
"Mmm, ahhh, ahhh!!!" she cried in pace with his rapid thrusts. He stopped, returning his grip on her hips
 
and pulling her back on him. He thrust at her a few more times, then suddenly pulled out and held Meena
 
up by the waist like an out of breath rag doll.
 
"Tahir!" Meena moaned, trying to look up at him behind her. "Ohhh… God… Tahir, I'm sorry I,...Oh! Oh!
 
Oh!..Mmm!! I'm...I'm sorry I took so long! Oh! Oh! Oh!"
 
"Take her," Tahir said, shoving her into Farzan's arms.
 
"Oh!" she groaned as she was pushed against him. "Farzan!" she exhaled.
 
Farzan still wasn't speaking too much except his previous remark about his love for narrow tunnels, and he
 
was no longer smiling but nodded with his head. He reached and pulled on a nipple of her with one hand
 
and groped Meena's face with the other. She moaned and her hands came down on his forearms. She
 
glared pleadingly up at him as he took her hands and put them on his belt, pushing his crotch toward her
 
and staring at her."Oh," she whimpered at him. Meena took it as the hint, and looked back at Tahir. 

I took this as a request for approval from her side, and Tahir, with a nod of his head, granted permission. 

Then Meena, After a moment's hesitation, with shaking hands, quickly reached for Farzan’s belt buckle.
 
her fingers worked to unbuckle his belt. Once she had his pants undone they
 
slid to the floor. His cock sprung out against the inside of his underwear. Farzan pulled the top of his boxers
 
down and his cock sprang out. It was dark and curved like a banana, and his scrotum seemed to hang in
 
dbangs from way up near the middle of the underside of his cock.
 
Once she was done, she looked up at him. She opened her mouth to speak but Farzan spun her around
 
and pushed her up against Tahir. She moved in to kiss Tahir, but Farzan pulled her back to him by the
 
waist. Being so much taller, he stepped one foot to the side of Meena and bent at both knees to work his
 
cock up into her, immediately setting a rapid paced fucking.
 
I liked that Tahir and Farzan would take Meena standing up. It really added to the mood of our game and
 
embodied what I liked best about what she and I were doing. And it allowed me to take in more of the
 
spectacle that was these men taking her senseless.
 
Farzan grinned at Tahir as moved if he is drilling in and out of Meena.
 
Tahir stood stroking his cock as he watched. Farzan but kept up a forceful pumping. At one point he let go
 
of one of her hips and reached around and covered her mouth. He stood with his long legs bowed out so
 
he could get under her for better thrusting and just pumped into Meena.
 
Her muffled moans filled the room, and her brow was furrowed as she looked now and again at the camera,
 
helpless.
 
 
To be continued…

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Sparrows and Sparrowhawks 7 (II)
 
Nadir‘s Narration:
 
"Yesss! Oh, that's so hot!" I stammered.
 
Meena's eyes closed and she stood in his grip, exhaling through her nose and grunting with each thrust of
 
his cock. When she tried to look at him, Farzan quickly let her go and pulled out, releasing his hand from
 
her over her mouth.
 
"Mmm! Farzan!" she whimpered as he pushed her back at Tahir and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
 
"Oh!" she said again as Tahir pulled Meena against him so as to face each other, his thick cock pressed
 
against her stomach. He took her by the chin and turned her head.
 
"Hold still baby," he said as he reached around and undid her ponytail. She shook her hair out and returned
 
her gaze on him.
 
"Hot," I said to me, breathing heavily. Meena looked at camera for a short moment, like if she was terrified.
 
She looked back at Tahir and started to turn her ass to him, but he grabbed her arm to keep her facing him.
 
"Do what daddy tells you, girl!" he grumbled.
 
"I'm sorry!" Meena moaned. "…Tahir…Daddy..." she said, looking up at him.
 
He just grabbed her by the waist again and forcefully repositioned her flat up against him. Satisfied, Tahir
 
Reached for her hand and placed it on his cock as she panted up at him.
 
"Put it in!" he ordered. Meena panted and swallowed. She glanced shortly at the camera again with a
 
worried expression, then back up at Tahir, as she adjusted her hold on his cock. Looking down between
 
them, then she got on her tiptoes and pushed her pelvis up toward Tahir so as to place the head of his cock
 
at the entrance to her pussy, after that slowly she slid her hips forward and back on it as she looked up at him.
 
"Oh God, that's hot," I said. "Working her pussy on it."
 
"That's it baby, well done" he grunted. Meena held her gaze at Tahir as she slowly worked her hips against
 
the head of his cock. Her mouth opened as she stared at him. One could hear the slippery sounds of his
 
cock against her smooth labia. Her pussy was wet on Tahir's cock and the thought had me drunk with lust.
 
Tahir grinned at Meena and pushed his hips forward.
 
"H'aaah!" she moaned as the head entered her. "Ohhh… God… Big, it's big! Ow! Ow!" she breathed
 
quickly. Tahir held Meena tight by the waist as she maneuvered to get the rest of him inside her, her mouth
 
hanging open as she concentrated.
 
"Yesss, Meena," I said, transfixed.
 
She grabbed Tahir's arms and they both looked down at where they were joined. Once Meena worked
 
herself all the way onto Tahir, they looked in each other's eyes as they slowly ground against each other,
 
faster and faster, eventually establishing a rhythm.
 
Tahir grunting, Meena was breathing faster and faster. It was so sexy to see them standing face to face as
 
 they fucked. She held onto his big arms as he pumped her, and he just grunted deep from his throat,
 
sweat dripping down his forehead and off his nose and falling between them. The two of them seemed to
 
work in unison to pick up the pace.
 
"Oh, God!" Meena shouted to the ceiling and then to my camera.
 
"That's good. That's good girl, my girl…" Tahir grunted. "You like that big cock, don't you?" he said to
 
her. "You wanted your husband to go sleeping so I could fuck this little pussy of your again, didn't you?"
 
"Ohhh… Yess!" Meena whimpered and looked at me in the camera.
 
"Is it that?" Tahir said as he humped into her.
 
"Yesss!", she answered moaning.
 
"Yess, sure... You like when he is not there, and you can take this cock..."
 
"Oh yesss… Ohhh…Tahir...!" she moaned.
 
"Yeah..." he said, gritting his teeth. "And you stayed here to fuck."
 
"Oh Goddd," Meena moaned, her voice quivering.
 
I was on the edge of my seat listening to them.
 
"Yesss," he groaned again. With one still gripping her hip, Tahir placed the other hand behind Meena's
 
head, and she stared up at him. She gripped his forearms. Tahir held Meena as still as possible as he
 
pumped into her.
 
Her mouth formed an "O" and she breathed rapidly at him with pleading eyes.
 
"Aah, Tahir…" she moaned at him. "H'aaah! H'aaaah!!" Meena was nearly hyperventilating as she stared at
 
him, concentrating her eye contact with him as if she were trying to imprint her thoughts into his head. I
 
thought Meena is now very impressed and taken by him, just as witth Mansour, that was my thought in
 
ranch too. For the first time, when they were mated.
 
Tahir stared right back at her as he continued his breakneck pace. She quickly flashed camera the same
 
serious look she was giving him. I realized what was happening.
 
"Yesss, that’s it," I said to myself.
 
"Ahhhh! Ahhhh… Tahhhhhir!" she whined at him.
 
"Yesss?" Tahir grunted. "You are going to cum like this girl? From us fucking?"
 
"I...I...oh God!" she shouted as he pumped her faster.
 
"Yesss, Meena?!!" I said out loud in my study, desperately wanting for her to answer Tahir.
 
"Oh, yesss!" she breathed at him, then turned to face me. 'I'm going to...' she moaned and her eyes rolled
 
up and head fell back as her orgasm overtook her.
 
"Aaahhhhhhh… Tahhhhirrrr… OhGodddd!!" Meena groaned, scratching and gripping at his arms and chest.
 
Her hips began to rock and one of her legs shook and instinctively raised up around his waist.
 
Tahir quickly got it up and held it. He pulled Meena's head to him and she started moaning into his shoulder
 
as she restless rocked her hips and clung to him, I could imagine that her mind lost in an orgasmic attack.
 
"That's it, girl. Let it out baby," Tahir whispered soothingly as held her.
 
"Oh God… Tahir, you make cummm!!!" she groaned, her face full with sweat and hair. "Oh God
 
… You… are… you... fucked me so… hard…" she breathed.
 
I hadn't realized how much I wanted to hear Meena say that word until she did.
 
I don't know that I'd ever been so lost in taboo. Her hips and pelvis were continuing to spasm randomly.
 
"Oh!" she grunted again and held her breath, only to be shaken by another powerful spasm that caused her
 
to grunt again.
 
It was for me so hot to see Meena cling to Tahir as her body shivered in post orgasmic ecstasy. He held
 
her affectionate tight against him, absorbing each jerk of her body. When her convulsions slowed, Tahir let
 
her leg slip down while still supporting her, caring. They stayed like this for a few moments, hugging as she
 
regained her senses. She slowly looked up him through exhausted eyes and smiled and then kissed his
 
lips.
 
"Aw, hey, was that good young lady?" Tahir asked tenderly, a finger under her chin. Meena nodded with
 
lightly moistened eyes, quickly.
 
"Good girl, that's good baby," he smiled.
 
"He is good, he is good for her…" I mumbled as I jerked my cock.
 
Meena looked at Farzan, then she looked back up at Tahir. With a blurry grin she hung her arms sluggish
 
over his shoulders and tilted her head up and murmured, “Kiss me, kiss me Tahir…”, She moaned when
 
their mouths made contact. Tahir squeezed her ass, pulling her up against him.
 
"Oh, God that's hot," I said to myself as they kissed.
 
The contrast was such a turn on. My beautiful, hot, wife in the arms of this heavily bearded and wide
 
chested lumberjack farmer, kissing and trading tongues with him in the afterglow of an overwehlming
 
orgasm he had caused her to have.
 
Meena smiled at him as they parted lips. Then she perked up. "Oh Tahir!" she said, glancing briefly at
 
camera.
 
 "You still haven't...", she added. Tahir had slowed his pace if only to keep Meena's body controlled as she came, and
 
his cock had softened enough to slip from her pussy afterward.
 
Now she was taking care about his needs. Meena turned and braced herself against Farzan one time
 
more, and leaned forward, then arched her back and wiggled her ass at Tahir.
 
"Nice," I saifd to me…
 
She smiled with hazy eyes at Farzan, and then looked behind her, waiting. Tahir stroked his cock, which
 
hardened in his grip rapidly as he stepped up to Meena. He started slapping her ass as she slowly wiggled
 
for him, regularly looking back at him. When he bent slightly at the knee she faced first Farzan then my
 
camera once again.
 
"Oh, God!" she shouted as he pressed into her pussy. Tahir built up a slow, on shedule pace, and Meena dutifully
 
held her ass out for him, holding onto Farzan and regularly looking back as if to assess his progress.
 
"He fucks her good…" I said to me.
 
"Mmm!! Tahir… baby…" she whined, turning to look at Tahir. His face was becoming redder with each
 
passing moment.
 
"Do you like having him back there?", Farzan spoke finally.
 
"Mmm," Meena moaned. "I do… I love it…"
 
"Hot…  gripping your little waist and giving you his big cock. Do you like it?”, He repeated.
 
"Mmm…God! Yes, I love it, I love his colk in me…" she moaned, and strained to look behind her as Tahir
 
picked up the pace.
 
"Is he deep inside you?", Farzan asked, hoarsely.
 
Meena nodded, looking up in my camera briefly, like she could either smile or cry.
 
"Yes?", Farzan insisted.
 
"Yesss!" she moaned, kissing him on his lips shortly.
 
"Deep inside your womb?", He asked.
 
"Oh, God Farzan…" she moaned. "H'oh… Yes, he is… He is deep inside my womb…"
 
"Ahhh, fuck, Meena! You are a good girl for him,", Farzan stated.
 
Meena tried her best to look up at hidden camera once more as she shook in Tahir's grasp.
 
"I am a good girl for him, a good girl for daddy…" she frantically repeated.
 
Tahir shouted and started fucking faster.
 
"He's gonna cum," Frazan said.
 
"Oh!" Tahir cried out, swaying forward with Meena firmly impaled on his cock. She desperately held onto
 
Farzan’s shoulders as the old lumberjack fucked her. Then came another "Oh!" from Tahir as he took
 
a step and paused to fuck into my wife some more. Then he held still for a moment and grunted out a long
 
exhale and started cumming. Using both hands to grip Meena's ass, Tahir began to violently and
 
rhythmically emptying his orgasm into her. Her body shook in his grip.
 
"Ohhh….God!" she grunted. Farzan held my wife's head in his arms as Tahir went deeper into her,
 
pumping his orgasm deep in her pussy.
 
"Steady, girly," Farzan said, Farzan tried to support and stabilize her. "Stay with him. He needs to get
 
this out." Meena looked at him with pleading eyes as her body took Tahir's thrusts.
 
She nodded with a look of worried lust and answered."I will… I try…"
 
"Oh, Meena, baby" I said sincerely and loud and thought about them, the old strong farmer’s big cock
 
fucking in and out of my beautiful wife, and admitted that she looked so submissive to him, “Oh, baby,
 
baby! Oh, fuck you look so hot!" and gripped my erection tighter.
 
"I'm trying, to take it... Mmm… Oh my God!!!", she moaned as Tahir pushed in deep. She looked at Farzan,
 
doubtfully.
 
For a moment I got the feeling from my wife's facial expression that she wasn't sure if she was sexually
 
worthy of him or if she could handle him. The old lumberjack showed an incredible sexual appetite and
 
stamina that spoke for his extraordinary potency and ability. Meena was unsure but I wasn't, I knew her and
 
her physical and mental capabilities concerning sexuality, and I was sure that she, especially
 
she, could stand it with him, and give him what he needs and is looking for. And from what I saw in this
 
evening, I could say, not many women were able to cope with his abilities.
 
Moving one hand to her shoulder, Tahir let out a low moan as his hips bucked in spasm, and
 
he collapsed over Meena, trembling uncontrollably and losing his posture at the expense of
 
his powerful orgasm.
 
He seemed like a male dog on the back of his bitch, still bound with her, through his erected
 
bulbus in her womb.
 
I looked exactly on them. In contrast to Meena's arched back, Tahir's was bent. He had
 
released his hold on her waist and his arms were now loosely folded under her stomach.
 
Tahir was standing on his tiptoes, hectic switching from one foot to the other as he pumped
 
inside my wife, much like a big dog trying to stay in while mating and not lose contact to his
 
bitch. Soon his strong spasms were reduced to off and on twitching. And at one point he
 
appeared to cease movement altogether.
 
Farzan looked at Meena. "Is he…?"
 
"Mmm," she smiled through hazy eyes. "He's still cumming," she whispered. Farzan looked
 
around Meena to see Tahir pressed up against her ass, periodically twitching followed by an
 
exhaled moan."You're right," He said quietly.
 
Meena turned to look back at Tahir. His head was just above her shoulder with his eyes
 
closed.
 
"Hmmm!" he groaned into her as his body shaked once again.
 
"It was a lot," she whispered with her mouth against Farzan‘s ear. Farzan pulled back from
 
her as she stared at him, biting her lip.
 
I almost came without touching myself.
 
"Shit... that was hot," I said to myself. I looked at the hot picture how my wife's ass pressed
 
against Tahir as he spasmed against it.
 
It was clear to me that Meena had not been paying attention to or looking at my three
 
different hidden cameras for some minutes. She was in that ecstatic world, the world
 
belonged to her and him, so busy playing her erotic game with that old farmer that she
 
consciously had no time for me and my cameras. She knew that I was there and that I was
 
checking everything, and that must have calmed her down, I thought.
 
I was happy for both of us that we finally found someone who fits our plans so well, and at
 
the same time can accommodate her highly active libido and clearly satisfy her in this regard,
 
although she was not yet sure whether she was suitable for him in this regard.
 
Meena gave intuitively her hips a wiggle. This caused a rather surly groan and several more
 
violent spasms from Tahir, who's cock was still buried deep in her womb.
 
He slowly began to straighten up, pulling his open mouth along Meena's upper back as he stood up and
 
pulled out of her. He dropped in the next seat to the table and caught his breath.
 
"Whew!" he said to himself. "Whew, my girl, you were good darling!", and after a deep inhalation, “I...h'oh boy… I needed that," he
 
said with a look of surprise up at Meena, and added, “You are something, baby… I love your… Your deep,
 
tight… I mean your body, girl… You are the best…”
 
She pulled herself up by Farzan’s shoulders, smiling. "Thanks Tahir… I am happy…”,
 
Then she looked briefly at the camera and stayed just a second longer gazing there.
 
 
"What? Oh my God," I said to myself as I saw and guessed what is going to happen.
 
Meena was looking and smiling at Tahir yet. Tahir stood up and looked at Farzan. Meena followed his gaze
 
behind her.
 
"What is…?, Oh, dear," Meena moaned, looking back for Tahir’s reaction.
 
Farzan had taken Tahir's place behind Meena, stroking his long and curved cock as he stared down at her.
 
"Farzan," she said, turning to address him. But he just smiled and pushed Meena back to Tahir who now
 
was standing before her. Meena looked again at Tahir and waited briefly. Tahir, nodded his head for
 
agreed.
 
She immediately stood upright and using him as a support, stuck out her ass. "Farzan!" she moaned
 
again, slowly moving her hips for him. All of a sudden Farzan bent down on one knee, and then raised up,
 
impaling my hot wife on his cock as he did. "Oh, God!" Meena moaned with furrowed brow. "Farzan…
 
Tahir…" Farzan started with a few hard thrusts, his large hands nearly encircling Meena's entire waist. But
 
soon he was banging into her. She was taking him the best she could, but she nevertheless beaten
 
about, her head rolling from side to side as Farzan fucked her pussy at her upturned ass.
 
"Fuck her, Farzan," I stammered to me, and thought, ‘Meena wants to be taken hard like that!’
 
"Ohhhhooo!" she breathed. "Oh! Ohho… God…"
 
I was more beside myself than ever. I had never such a high feeling of ecstasy and excitement from
 
watching my wife being taken by another man, like this night. I wanted to see Farzan use Meena like that. I wasn't
 
disappointed. At one point he went to reach around her face.
 
"Ohh, oh yes!" I said at him loud in my study, even if I knew he doesn’t hear me. His large hand covered her mouth entirely. 

At the same time, I leaned back to reach into my pants and furiously jerked my cock to the sight of her being taken so.
 
She looked at Tahir with lust filled eyes as she struggled to exhale through just her nose with each of
 
Farzan's thrusts. There was no escaping his grip on her, and Meena was resolved to simply holding onto
 
Farzan's forearm as he covered her mouth.
 
"Yesss!" I hissed.
 
The fact that it was Farzan holding her this way, the man whom Meena had previously shown respectful
 
affection for, mostly for his quiet politeness, made it all the more exciting for me.
 
He kept up his violent attack this way, until at one point Meena's eyes were almost crossed.
 
"Mmmm!" she exhaled as Farzan released his grip on her mouth. "Oh, God, Farzan!" she moaned.
 
"Yes, Oh Goddd… Yes!!" I moaned, jerking violently.
 
"Oh, Farzan!" Meena turned to look at him. He covered her mouth again and picked up his pace, jerking
 
Meena's hot body more violently than ever as she uneasy grunted into his hand.
 
"Yessss!" I said to myself, standing up and jerking myself silly. Thinking these two old but sexually strong
 
men, fucking the married pussy of my wife overwhelming.
 
Without slowing down a bit Farzan flashed Tahir a grin. Meena clung onto to his wiry arm as her body was
 
rocked senseless.
 
"That's it, Farzan!" I heard Tahir's voice. "Fuck her… Fuck that hot pussy… Fuck that tight pussy of this
 
married bitch…!"
 
Meena immediately focused her gaze on Tahir and moaned long into Farzan's hand as her hips started
 
rocking furiously against him.
 
Though I was shocked at the word Tahir used, I could see the effect it had on Meena, spoken to her while
 
she was taken from behind violently and without consideration, drilled.  I sensed that through his dirty words about her,

she is closer to orgasm.
 
At that moment, it seemed somehow degrading to my wife, in a mischievous but sexy way, and I had the
 
feeling that through these insults, she became even more erotically excited towards these two old fuck-
 
buddies. I knew that even women who have strong personalities in everyday life and own a dominant
 
character in social life are more likely to submit and behave submissively in certain moments of ecstasy.
 
And I knew already and noticed in the past, that Meena sometimes, in exceptional circumstances and
 
certain instants enjoy the humiliation, and this moment was a such one. Especially with these two
 
dominant oldies, who were taking her without attention or mercy.
 
 
This made a fever of pleasure rose from my groin over to my head. I sensed and was sure that I discovered
 
something completely new about my wife.
 
"Yesss!" I said loud, "Yes, my God! She is their bitch…".
 
Then, I heard Tahir one time more."Fuck her slut pussy hard, Farzan! Fuck that married bitch!".
 
At this moment, hearing this, Meena eyes rolled up and she began to buck in orgasm. Farzan released his
 
grip on her mouth and she was on fire.
 
 
"Mmmmmm!" she cried out as she held her breath. "Uhhhh… Yesss…" she moaned, grinding and rubbing
 
her ass against Farzan. She extended her arms out to Tahir, hurriedly waving for him to come to her, which
 
he did. She immediately pulled him to her and kissed him wildly, breaking only now and then to encourage
 
Farzan to not stop. "Oh, Tahir! Ohooooo, God…Oh, God! Keep on like that… Tahir…I want him to
 
Cum… Cum in me Farzan… Please…"
 
Meena grabbed Tahir’s head again and holding him for another groaned filled kiss, found Tahir’s cock
 
again and began jerking him off as she breathed against his neck, stammering "Oh, God," over and over.
 
To watch my wife, Meena so senseless to be fucked and to see and hear that she was called a little bitch
 
and that helped her get to a sexual frenzy by those wild, old men was too much for me. I felt my orgasm
 
begin to surface. I cried, "Yes, Meena. Baby, yes… I am going to cum…”.
 
I watched as Meena ran her palm along the underside of Tahir’s balls. Farzan began to grunt louder and
 
Meena turned to look up at him.
 
"Oh, Farzan!" she pleaded. "Fuck meeeeee!!!" She faced Tahir again and, looking him in the eye, planted
 
her hands firmly on his shoulders. "Hmmm!!, Tahir… Baby…" she shouted in his face as she wiggled her
 
ass all over and up and down on Farzan's cock.
 
"Ahh, Godd yesss!!" I groaned through eye's half closed with lust. "Oh, Godd, I am cumming…...Ohhh…
 
His cum in Meena's pussy!" I shouted at the screen of monitor. Meena ground her ass back against Farzan
 
as he focused his attention on her small waist in his large hands, his orgasm quickly overcoming him as his
 
hips contracted and released into Meena.
 
"Ohhh… Shit…" I said aloud. "Oh, he cums inside my wife!" I said as Farzan grunted and gasped out his
 
orgasm. Meena did her best to stand upright and reached up to place her arm around Farzan's neck behind
 
her. He grinned and wrapped his arms around her torso, completely hugging her from behind. He held
 
Meena like this as he crouched low in order to pump up the last of his orgasm into her, holding still against
 
her each time and spasming. I noticed the heels of Meena's feet coming up off the floor, and I thought of
 
how his cock was pointing directly up into her as he came. Meena fixed her gaze on Tahir throughout their
 
last slow grind together.
 
"Mmm, he's deep," she said to Tahir through hazy eyes and kissed his lips long.
 
That was for me too much to hear and see. " I'm gonna come! I'm gonna come!" I announced as I struggled
 
to stand upright. "Tahir and Farzan! "H'oh...They came deep in her pussy! Ahhh, God!!!"
 
I moaned as the first wave of orgasm swept over me and large wads of cum splattered across the screen
 
and table. I nearly fainted. My pelvis and legs bounced with each spasm and cum dripped from my fist
 
enclosed cock and on the table surface in front of me and on the floor.
 
 
End of chapter.
 
To be continued?
 

[Salir]

This is how I imagine Meena from this angle

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almost exactly hit!

[Salir]

yr):
Thanks Bro ..I followed your instructions and tried and cope and pasted the URL...Let Me Know If You Can See..

Once again thank you soo much for helping me out❤️

yr): 

From Meena 

[Salir]

The Meena I imagine looks like this in my imagination

Fast Genau 

[Salir]

This model is exactly how I picture Meena.

Abslolutely fantastic ...
Thanks

[Salir]

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Meena❤️

Yours is a Hot Meena :)

[Salir]

Hello Salir Sir ,I have added more pic's of Meena  of my imagination!!!

Hot--ooo yeah obviously Meena is the Hottest!!!but that's just one of many traits of Meena

Meena- she's splendid beauty with traditional values who understands love and respects the institution of marriage, her first love and affection towards Nadir!! 
She is enchanting with her lovely faces expressions and too smart and behaves intelligently in certain circumstances. 

She is bubbly, friendly and compassionate who doesn't wants/likes to break anyone's heart!!

She is emotional understands the feeling of others and can't see anyone gets hurts with Nadir And Her Actions

She is fierce women who carrys full confidence and handles any situation very smartly. 

She gets panic and hell nervous only when she feels that the certain action may leads to loosing Nadir--in any circumstances she doesn't wants to loose Nadir--She can sacrifice anything or anyone for Nadir!!

She is Hottest and oozes Sensuality, when she behaves naughty (hell sexy)for Nadir!!

Ofcourse she loves being sexy and enjoys sex with others but more than that she loves the looks on Nadir's face when she is enjoying sex with others-- Nadir's faces expressions, excitement on Nadirs face - heightens her pleaures!!

Though, she is having sex with other's and she may be present with them physically, but she always have Nadir in her mind and heart- one of the best quality ❤️

Most importantly she is foresighted and understands the consequences of every action hence acts accordingly - so that their is no place of Jeopardizing her relationship with Nadir- that's makes her Unique ❤️

That's what Meena is in my imagination.

May be i would have left out many more qualities of Meena- anyone can help to add some more to it ❤️

Best Regards @Author Please Keep it up with your story eagerly waiting for next Mega Update and naughty adventures of Meena!!

With Love and Best wishes 
Rocky

Here speaks Meena:

this is one of the best descriptions of myself that I have ever read and I am overjoyed and overwhelmed...

There are many, many more intelligent and sensual readers than I thought, here, in this portal, who really sense, see, feel and can express themselves...

P.S.: The pictures are incredibly beautiful and aptly chosen, thank you all....

I kiss you all and love you all....

M.

[Salir]

Meena again...:

Unfortunately I can't upload real pictures of myself (I mean here no face!) to this portal...

Years ago Nadir said (I think also he wrote, at the beginning of the story "An Old Debt Has To Be Paid...") that I look very similar to the famous Indian film star, Huma Quershi, physically too...

I'm not sure what she looks like or weighs today...

But these pictures of her in this link have a certain resemblance to me...: 

[url=https://www.filmibeat.com/celebs/huma-qureshi.html#filmography][/url]www.filmibeat.com/celebs/huma-qureshi.html#filmography

M.

[Salir]

...



In my imagination, Meena looks exactly like her.

Perfect... Beautiful and Sexy imagination my friend... Go on please... :)

Salir

[Salir]

Here's Meena madam in my imagination.



....

Dear RCF,
Well done as always...
Meena as a student in the university...
We are waintig for more and more...

[Salir]

   ...she looked very similar when the Mansour story began...

Salir/Nadir

[Salir]

... similar to Huma Qureshi

Exactly!

[Salir]

Dear friends, 

I will no longer write here on this portal! 
My wife and I have talked about it recently a lot and I have also written here that it could soon be time... 

She is very interested in the story continuing but I am no longer interested because of the reasons I gave before...

From now on she will get in touch and everything is her handwriting.

M. would like to stress that she will not remain 100% loyal and devoted to the truth for the rest of the story! That means you will not know or find out what is coming, whether it corresponds to reality or is just an invention of her creative imagination!

I already know and informed about a lot of it. Because she told me, but she says it will be much, much more than what I was informed or found out!
I will not ask her any more questions either. I promised her that today! I don't want to mess up our lives because of a story, it's not worth it!

I give her the pencil and she should draw as she wants, according to her creativity and talent, since she has now found so much enthusiasm and interest and love in it. She has shown her ability several times before in the story and I am sure she will do better! Of course I am there, I will help her but not say about the course of things or ask about them and their truth or not truth!

I am fifty years old today, I love her, I loved Meena always and love her today much more and I do this the way she is and I know that she loves me more than anything or anybody in the world, that is all and that is the only truth and that is the most important thing in the world for me and for her too!

P.S.: After our last chapter here, those days, I had a problem in the hospital and I realized that because I have to deal with lives there, I either have to treat myself and take some distance from my fantasies and stop being obsessed with them or give up my jab!

Shortly afterwards, I removed the cameras and tried to find my social and professional self, completely again and only enjoy the eroticism and love and sex to a normal extent, just as long as I and my job and other important responsibilities do not suffer. I am going to dor it now, too, before something goes wrong.

All the best and have fun with your new female author...

Salir/Nadir

[Salir]

Sparrows and Sparrowhawks - afterwards


Nadir -last time for now- narrates:

I heard tahir speaking, opened my eyes and looked back at my screen.
"Did you like it, baby?", Tahir asked her.
Meena looked at him, twitching and too overwhelmed to answer.
“I'd like to try everything with you girl!” Tahir bellowed. wondering what Meena thought of it.
 
While even their kissing could have been looked at as over the line in some regards for me,
the way it had been happening so far was too sexual, too deliciously taboo for me to take
issue. 
But what does he imagins when he says “everything”? I asked myself.

Some actions I just wasn't sure of and not thought about, for sure, I answered my own
question. Yes, I just wasn't sure about his statement, but obviously he meant, something
different from what they had already done, but considering that his speech and what he said
could only be a temporary statement due to the special events of the moment, 
I resolved not to think about anything that preoccupied me, even later.
 
In fact, neither Meena nor I had ever thought, imagined or fantasized about anything other
than the things they had done with her up to that point.
 
At that moment, for no particular reason, I suspected that Meena wasn't sure either. From the
way she looked at him when he spoke of it, I knew Meena felt the same. 

But to me, for some inexplicable reason, it sounded hot to hear that from Tahir.
 
Farzan sat beaming on the sofa, watching Meena and Tahir still. 
Tahir stood behind Meena, rubbing the sides of her shoulders and combing her hair back 
with his fingers. 

Then he reached for her hand and while pulling her towards him, sat on the nearby chair and
presented Meena's his knee and nodded.
Meena smiled and sat on his thighs.

His thick cock was not completely soft yet and it came into contact with Meena's thigh.
Meena looked at it and then blushed at him and finally at the camera. 

He placed his large palm on her thigh and caressed it slightly. Then with his other hand 
behind her head, pulledMeena towards him and kissed her tenderly and whispered something 
I didn't hear.

Meena looked at him in surprise and asked, "But not now, right? Aren't you tired? Don't you need a
break...". Tahir kissed her lips again and said, "Okay...", then whispered in her ear again.
Meena looked briefly at the camera again and then murmured, "Yes, okay... I'll try. I
have to shower now. You can shower here, or in the guest house if you want. See you then,
in the morning, good night.”, and then she got up.
 
After I had cleaned the floor and the table and screen, I turned off my monitor, and left for bedroom
But there I noticed that Meena was in the bathroom.

I I lay down on the bed and waited until she was out. She looked very tired, her lips were
slightly puffy and her face was red. She leaned towards me and said, "You saw everything
baby, I love you, are you happy with me? Was I good?".

I said, "Yes, you were great, how was it for you? Are you...?"

Meena kissed my lips and whispered, "It was unusual... They are both insatiable."

"Which one more? Which was your favorite? And did you like it more?" I asked.

"You know, didn't you notice? Farzan is also good, but Tahir is incredible...", she whispered 
somehow with shame.
Then she lay down next to me and said, "I need sleep, I know that you need sleep too and
for sure you don't want to do something with me, I think you've emptied yourself too, maybe
more than those two oldies!".
 
At 7 a.m. the next morning, Sunday, my cell phone woke me up. My assistant from the
hospital was there and told me that they had taken some accident victims who needed surgery 
right away and he is waiting for me. I replied, "I'm on my way right away, but he can start if it gets 
too late."
 
That day I was busy until late in the evening, but my fantasy didn't leave me alone; the whole
time my thoughts were far away... What is going on there now, in my home?
What is happening between my hot wife Meena and her two sex-obsessed old friends?
 
End of Narration from Nadir.
stay tuned, Meena will soon start telling...

[Salir]

First of all, my friend, I would like to congratulate you on the fiftieth decade and wish you health,
happiness, success and fun in life with your Meena.

From your words I understand that after the episode and experience between (Meena, Tahir, Farzan) 
you wanted to stop writing your life story and wanted to end it.
But I could also read between the lines that you were/are annoyed that Meena decided to continue
writing at the point where you wanted to stop. 
It also seemed to me as if there had been a heated argument between you.

For us readers and fans, Meena's initiative is of course positive and gratifying, but it should not come 
at the expense of a marital problem and lead to a crisis !!!

I hope that this is all in the past and that you are now ‘above’  the problem and are more united than 
ever in love, partnership and friendship.

Anything else would make me very ‘sad’ ...


In this sense
All the best

Lollobionda

My friend,

First of all, I would like to thank you very much for the congratulations on my 50th birthday,


It was certainly not my intention to awaken such a feeling in the reader and especially in you, dear friend, because it 
simply isn't there! I mean, we, me and Meena, discussed it, but we both decided together that it should continue and 
since Meena knows that I love this story so much and want to keep it alive, as long as possible, she took it on her 
own initiative... 

If I had said even the slightest thing about it, she certainly wouldn't have done it, she will confirm that herself...

My decision also has nothing to do with our two older friends, Tahir and Farzan, because I discovered a "protective shield" for me, called love! 
That makes me so confident and generous, you can believe that when you really love...

She, my lovely woman of life, Meena teached me in last over 35 years: 
Love is not just looking at each other; 
it's looking in the same direction. 
Love involves shared goals, mutual understanding and supporting each other on the path of life.
Sharing without asking, 
giving without demanding, 
holding without binding, 
taking without possessing... Is the love...

... Then if something goes wrong between us, Meena and me, it certainly won't be because of this story, regardless of what happens from her side and her words and her writing. 

As I said, I am like you say above these things, like jealouy, temptation and anger about relationships and whatever, not necessarily back then but now, I mean, at fifty. Although we also got through everything when we were younger through our love.

This story, the continuation, could deviate from reality but is a story about wishes, inclinations and imagination and is certainly at least partly true. It is not about someone else but about herself, about "Meena", the recognized scientist, the university's professor and later dean of the faculty and my wife, my favorite person...

Enjoy and be healthy
Nadir

[Salir]

It’s bittersweet to accept that you’ve chosen not to continue this story. 
I won’t ask why—you’ve explained it multiple times, of course—but it’s hard to accept that your words, 
your narration, will no longer be part of it.

On the other hand, it’s great to hear that Meena is interested in continuing the story
And we’ve already seen her exceptional writing and there’s no doubt she’ll do an incredible job.

Still, I’ll miss your narration.
The magic isn't just in the writing; It is the combination of both yours and Meena’s voices that made this story truly unique.

Dear frined,

I'll stay all time at her side and also present in this story all time as one of main charakters, but 
this will be more her story and I think this will include also her confesssions about her feelings, her emotions, her passions, and her inclinations! And believe me, it will be very interesting and exciting...

Have fun...
Nadir 

[Salir]

I understand and respect your decision,
but is Meena really interested in continuing this story? we would feel a bit assured if she herself confirms it.

Here Meena speaks...:

Oh... No... No, please help... This monstrous, repulsive man is taking advantage of my weakness for him and my trust in him, and making me do the terrible writing for him! Such a shameless guy...

But jokes aside (except for my weakness for him... which is no joke!), I like doing this and I want to continue the story, it's fun... I liked the few times I've tried here before.

Just two points: 
firstly, up to now, Nadir's story has almost always been true, but from now on, my story doesn't have to be like that... I won't admit when and how and which part corresponds to reality and which part doesn't... So my imagination and powers of invention and fantasy should help me to write an exciting piece...

Secondly, please don't put me under pressure! I write when I want and can, I have a job and work intensively, because my dear husband doesn't want to finance my expenses! Then I have to continue working ieven n my advanced age and earn my own money! (that was also a joke, and you don't need to collect money from me!) 

I know that waiting for next update isn't pleasant but neither is writing under pressure!

With that in mind, 
let's stay in touch and I hope the first update from me will appear in the next few days...

Kisses to all my readers!
M.