Adultery Across Rooftops by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"This is what you wanted to do, isn't it?" she asked him tenderly. He kissed the breasts all over, touching her nipples as he criss-crossed the surface of the mounds. He buried his face between them and slobbered on her. Somewhere, he thought he smelt himself. Then he remembered Sheila slapping his waving cock with the weight of the flesh. Soon he was on to her nipples in full. Sucking and milking them.

"Yes, baby! Oh yes! Mamma's got it all for you," she whispered in his ear. The gentle suckling by him, like a calf on a teat was sending tingling shots to her pussy. Her pussy was lying there unattended which would not do at all. She knew her boy had found his ultimate toy and could not be distracted. He played and pleasured her breasts as his new indulgence.

Reaching between she held his cock in her fist. It was proud and standing up at an angle from which penetration was not going to happen. She pulled him down and slid her hips forward expertly. The cock found its sheath once again, slid in and Sheila had her fill. Now she went back to her 'rowing position'. She was set for the final assault.

Sham gasped as he felt her taking him in to the hilt. It changed the position from which he could suck her breasts but he also enjoyed the movement and the breast slapping him in the face. He kept up gamely, sucking and kissing and pressing his face into the breasts as best he could.

Sheila pulled back and rammed forward. She sighed with contentment as the thrust touched her in every part of her pussy, caressing every spot. Then she pulled back again – and gave Sham the time he needed to kiss her breasts. Then she rammed, and this time she uttered an animal grunt, "Uhhrrrr!"

"Aaaah!" she screamed as the thick shaft caressed her clit as she pulled back.

"Hahrrrrrr!" she growled as she thrust on the cock and embedded it in her womb.

The pleasure was intense as the cock penetrated her deepest and as she managed her angles to ensure maximum contact. The wetness from both of them was surging and she found the sensations diminished. She took a quick moment to use a sheet to dry his cock. She stuffed the edge of the sheet up her pussy to dry her own self out as well.

Then quickly, she shook her hair free from her face and assumed her position. Head thrown back she screamed and growled alternately as she rammed his cock again and again. The pleasure rose and Sham felt he was not contributing enough. Hands slipped under her and he clutched her ass, now his chest pressed against her breasts.

"Yes, aunty! You are fantastic!" he murmured into her ear.

She laughed in pleasure as Sham now added his own vigor to her ramming. The cunt slammed on the cock with extra vigor and his fingers were touching her in erotic places around her ass.

"No!" she hissed through clenched teeth and pulled back. The pleasure was seething.

"We!" she said slamming down. "Are!" she said pulling back. "A great –ah! A great ah ah! Fuckkk!" she ended and now hitching herself a bit higher, ran a quick series of rapid jabs at her cock. She had an orgasm impending and she pushed it on taking the pleasure fair and square.

"I love you!" he cried out as his sensations rose to her rapid jabs.

She laughed sensuously. "You love the fucking!" she corrected him. She thrust her chest at him wanting his hands and lips every where.

"No I love you," he sobbed his pleasure, not willing to accept anything less.

"You love this," she said simply, thrusting down to indicate the fucking.

"You!" he cried out, his cock building up and hovering on the edge.

"This!" she hollered, sweat pouring down her face and running seductively down her neck and breasts.

"You!" he wept, holding her ass down on him to stay embedded.

"This!" she fucked harder than ever. The headboard snapped from its moorings and fell between the bed and the wall with a loud crash. "Damn particle board!" she thought to herself. It had never happened on those beds of solid teak in Assam.

Sheila quickly wrapped her hands around her young lover's neck and clung to him, wrapping legs around him. She continued her thrusting.

"Take! Take! Take!" she implored.

"You are mine!" he cried triumphantly as the cock jerked and spewed.

Their bodies slick with sweat, she continued her milking of his cock.

"Take this," she whispered urgently to him.

They clung to each other. Their lips were sealed in a kiss and their eyes were closed. Hands were wrapped around one another. Their chests were pressed hard together. Their groins were mashed together n on messy amalgam. And they quivered and spasmed together. For long moments, they concentrated on each others release, touch and sensations.

Nothing was said and no movements. Then she started rocking gently. In minute dribbles draining both of them out and allowing a slow release of residual pleasure. And somewhere along that path, he plopped out. Conquered. Tamed. Satiated. It was over.

Sheila's thoughts shifted to reality. The maid ought to have left. She needed to check. And this boy had spoken of love. That needed to be tackled. They all needed to be managed.

But she had been through all this before. And she knew how to do it all again. They slid off and held each other. He buried his head in her breasts and lay there savoring the moment. Till Sheila rose to handle everything else that needed handling.

She left him alone, to find his clothes, get dressed and to leave. It was what worked best.

END