Adultery Across Rooftops by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

At that time she had not thought much of it. When they reached her bedroom the same initial franticness of the young man took over. He wanted to suck on her tits today simply because he had been fantasizing of that all of last night. He unzipped the caftan-like night dress down the front. Sheila had gone and bought those gowns made specially for breast-feeding mothers very matter of factly, knowing the needs arising from having taken on a young lover. She had mused on the paradox of the push-up bra which made a woman's breasts thrust out at her lover. And then the padding prevented him from getting at the nipples he might then desperately want to suck at.

And then she had lain back and allowed him to bunch up the nightie around her waist. He mounted her and fucked her with his usual vigor. All night he had resisted masturbating. It had been unbearable but he wanted to call on her early in the morning and make love to her several times by the time the maid came by. The flip side was how he came; quite quickly but in torrents.

Sheila auntie had allowed him to do whatever he wanted in his initial haste. And then she decisively pushed him downward. He wiped her as best as he could with whatever cloth was at hand. He could not visualize lapping at her when she was overflowing with his outpourings.

He licked at her, searching out her clit like she had taught him to. She squealed her pleasure, wiggling her hips and thrusting them at his face. She thought she heard another noise at that moment. She opened her eyes and looked. The door to the room was not shut, but the house was silent as it usually was at this hour.

He brought her back to the moment as his hands gripped her breasts and fondled them in the manner he so liked. She enjoyed the manly urgency this young man showed in his actions. She allowed his every single indulgence. But then her pleasure welled up and she need the full smorgasbord.

She grabbed his hands and pressed them down towards her breasts. Then slowly but surely, she pushed his hands down, rubbing herself with his hands. Then she gripped his wrists and lifted his hands guiding them further downwards.

"Slip them inside!" she hissed to Sham. "I want your fingers in me, Sham!" she sighed.

Sham loved the pleading. It had a measure of personal bonding for him when she said his name. He did not know that any bonding was the beginning of the end of any lover she took.

He slipped in his fingers and the squishy sounds of the two digits slapping into her pussy once again made her wonder whether there were any other noises in the house...or was it just Sham and her?

He slid in two fingers and used his thumb to prop up her clit to his tongue.

"Oh! Oh!" cried out Sheila in delight. She pumped her hips frantically and held her own breasts together tightly and thrashed her head about.

Sham grunted and buried his nose and nuzzled her. Then back with the tip of his tongue. She enjoyed the attention and sucked in her breath. Her eyes closed and she concentrated on the pressure of his tongue and of her fingers tips on her nipples. Everything else was meaningless at this moment. She concentrated on taking her pleasure. With a small yelp she squirted almost like a male.

Then she felt hot and bothered by the vacuum between her legs. She was going to want him to fuck her as soon as this one went the full distance and then receded. Enjoying his continuing finger and tongue fuck she felt around with her toes for his cock to check if he was back to his erect self.

She looked down towards him as her feet probed and there! -- she glimpsed the source of the noises she had imagined from earlier on. Someone darted out of sight.

She jumped out of her skin. But just as quickly she settled back because in a flash everything was clear to her. Sham being slow to follow her up and other sounds that she had caught told her that Sham had not been alone. She was quick to arrive at the right conclusion.