Adultery A Girl Chooses a Coach by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Surely someone would spot that outstretched leg from the hall?" thought Sudhir to himself, and glanced over his shoulder, peering over the stack of books to see if anyone was in the hall.

"Oh yes!" hissed his shameless niece. "Someone might spot my leg! Better I bring it down."

So saying she bent her knee and let her other hand drop to the floor behind her as well, for complete balance. Slowly, and deliberately, she scbangd her toe nails across his chest, grazing one nipple of his, then the other. Sudhir's eyes were fixed on the gap between her legs and up her skirt. When the leg was across the other side, she paused, allowing the older man a good long look at her young hungry pussy.

It had been shaven, but a while ago; perhaps just before her honeymoon. Right now, there was a smooth turf of hair and the brown-purple lips of her cunt.

"This is so wrong!" hissed Sudhir in a hoarse voice.

"Is it?" she laughed. "What a married woman does is her business," she told him.

"And so is it for the married man. He can look up any skirt he wishes. And that isn't wrong?" she asked him.

"Why are not....wearing anything underneath?" he asked, trying to behave like an elder should.

"How would you know? You shouldn't have a clue, whether I am wearing a bra or not, panties or not. Why did you look?" she teased him.

"I did nothing wrong," replied Sudhir weakly as he noticed the outline of her nipples under the t-shirt. She was right -- no bra either.

The athletic young woman lifted her body up and came to be seated, astride his lap. She reached between them and found his cock, hard and pulsating, through the exercise slacks he wore. "You bad man, you have an erection! And you are letting me feel it. Isn't that wrong?" she scolded him playfully, her eyes dancing.

"It isn't!" she told him firmly. "Nothing is wrong if we do not let it hurt anyone" she said. As she spoke both her hands went down to her own thighs and she pulled the already tight skirt as far up as it would go.

"I told you I have been thinking about us. You should have made love to me long ago. Taught me. Initiated me. Trained me. Made me ready for life. Long ago," she whispered, looking into his eyes.

Sudhir's throat dried. The girl had discovered sex, for sure. And she associated her own inclination to be physical with Sudhir as a stand-in for sex. And that was the missing link between their mutual fondness and a completion of their intimacy.

"You are fond of me, no?" she asked, as she fumbled with the buttons on the front his nylon track pants.

He nodded dumbly.

"I have always been special to you, right?" she continued, finding her progress hampered by his underwear.

Once again he nodded in the affirmative.

"And the only reason you didn't allow that to grow is some relationship between us that we didn't get to choose?" she asked, desperately trying to reach the elastic band to gain access.

Sudhir found himself raising his hips to help her. "It isn't that," he croaked, not knowing what it otherwise was.

The next few minutes were dominated by the heavy breathing which accompanied their movements. Sudhir propped his hips up, allowing his young niece to reach him however she wanted. She gripped the waist band of both the track pants and the underwear below and moved back. As she did so, her head bent towards his torso and she lifted herself off his lap giving herself the space she needed. She was then able to peel back his underwear and the track pants down to his knee level.

She stared in fascination at the cock which sprang up. Gently she stroked it with fluttering fingers, allowing her warm breath to blow on the bobbing thickness. It was succulent in its thickness. Thick, springy and spongy-hard. She licked her lips. He was a stud compared to what she had seen on her honeymoon.

She slid back onto his lap, hitching her skirt up as far as her waist. Her belly and crotch caught his looming monstrosity and pushed it back against his tummy. His cock was now trapped between their bodies. Aruna felt a slight slick against her tummy as Sudhir's cock began to leak with excitement.

"You have everything you needed to seduce me. So why didn't you?" whispered Aruna into her uncle's lips as she allowed her lips to hover over his lips. Her hands caressed his thick strong muscled arms, sending shivers through Sudhir. This was incredible; his little niece was now all grown up, married and busy seducing him. Right here in his home-office where his wife and her mother could walk in on them anytime.

"You were a virgin, remember?" whispered back Sudhir, trying to grab her lips with his.

"And now I am not. So why are you waiting?" she asked achingly.

"This is not legal," he explained.

She reached between them and gently held the massive organ in her hand and replied impishly, "I can tell you for sure that such a large weapon is also not legal!"

Sudhir stared at her disbelievingly. This younger generation knew no taboo. Look at her -this was not how she was supposed to be talking to an authority figure! But of course, he was also the uncle who used to encourage rebellion and liked his nieces and nephews to be open and free with him.