Adultery A Girl Chooses a Coach by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Gopi had shown her everything; but Daddy-Uncle was stronger with a harder, firmer body. She could connect what Gopi was teaching with what she knew of her Daddy-Uncle.

But in that corner office of Sudhir Uncle's the only thing she could do was mount and ride him to a quick finish.

After that furtive fuck, neither Aruna nor Sudhir were really done. Sudhir's hard-on returned quicker than it had in recent years. Aruna's cunt throbbed for more. She had cleaned out the mess made from fucking Sudhir Uncle. By the time she reached her car her pussy was squishy again -- not from anything Uncle Sudhir had deposited in her.

When Gopi returned from work, his still new bride took him with a gusto and hunger he had been accustomed to from the honeymoon days. Gopi himself had struggled through his work day, his cock going hard time and again at the thought of his young wife. He had been pleasantly surprised that while she had known nothing of sex, she had taken to it with the fervor of a new convert.

Aruna discovered her husband also liked to talk dirty in bed. After sucking orgasms out of her pussy and reducing her to a bubbling mass of flesh begging for more, he taught her the word 'fuck'. He made her beg him to fuck her. He called her a bitch as he hammered into her.

She clung on to him as he fucked her. They came in unison. She stifled her scream then. Later he made her scream. He made her cry out his name. He made her ask for his cock. Soon Aruna learned the vocabulary that her husband wanted her to use in their bedroom. Words she had never heard before in the protected environment of her home.

Today too, they fucked like rutting animals.

Aruna screamed the same way they had in their honeymoon cottage.

"Oh fuck me, you bastard! Yes cum! Oh yes take me! Oh fuckkkkk!" she bellowed.

By the time Gopi covered her mouth with his, his new bride's screams and begging dirty talk had carried to the ears of his parents downstairs.

Such language! Well, at least their son was getting what he wanted from her in bed, they thought to themselves.

He fucked her three times that evening. Once when he just returned from work, once before dinner and once more at bedtime. And now he was asleep.

And there was Aruna, tossing around on her bed, regretting having fucked Uncle Sudhir. While the sex with Gopi continued to excite her, the thickness of Daddy-Uncle's cock had imprinted itself on her mind. She needed that incredible, downright scary stretch.

While Gopi's dirty talk turned her on, she wondered if Uncle Sudhir used similar language with Shanta aunty. Unlikely. But she wanted to find out.

While Gopi's cumming in her was satisfying to her, she wondered about Sudhir Uncle's drenching and forceful cum.

Something in the encounter with her Daddy-Uncle robbed her of the complete satiation she had with Gopi.

She was restless. She needed more. She wondered if Sudhir Uncle did to Shanta aunty the kind of things Gopi did to her. More important, did Shanta aunty know how to give Sudhir Uncle the full pleasure of the kind Gopi had taught her to give him? And if Shanta aunty didn't then she Aruna would give Sudhir Uncle that.

She wanted her Daddy-Uncle to have everything. He had done so much for her. She felt she could repay him with that extra dimension of pleasure. She found herself hoping that Shanta aunty did not know all that and that she would have that opportunity.

And despite having been fucked thrice that evening, she stirred as her pussy twitched at the thought of how Sudhir Uncle's cock made her overfull.

And it was this restlessness for more that made her regret having fucked him at all.

Opportunities to meet Sudhir Uncle were not hard to come by. For years every one visited every one else's place at will. The houses were in the same locality. However, part of that 'open-house' culture also meant that there were no closed doors and no really absolute privacy.

She caught him in his home-office in one corner of the hall. They had always been playful with each other. Aruna wanted that playfulness to remain but she wanted it to be loaded with her new found discoveries. She had always teased him and now she had a new way to do just that.