Adultery Talk and Action by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"It would spurt over you," he said.

"Over me? Where?" she asked, concerned.

"Over your chest. Your breasts. And if it was me breast fucking you, I would shoot high. Because you are so sexy. You turn me on big time," he said, leaning forward for emphasis.

"Oh my god. What a waste of all that good stuff," she said with a laugh. "You seem to speak with a lot of experience!"

"But her breasts were not as luscious as yours," said Sunil "yours are more voluminous and will feel awesome around my cock," he completed, boldly.

"You!" she exclaimed blushing furiously. Her hand covered the camera. For several seconds it stayed that way. Forgetting that it was only he who could not see her, Sunil stroked his raging erection frantically.

He heard her giggle. "I can see you," she whispered.

It was his turn to blush furiously. "then you know I am not joking," he countered.

"Ok. So you cum. What about the woman, what does she get out of it?" asked the novice, Nalini.

"Making love is the sharing of pleasure, my dear Nalini," said the tutor Sunil. "First you pleasure me, then I pleasure you."

"But how can you pleasure me when you have finished cumming?" she asked.

"We will have to meet for that," he said mysteriously.

"None of that happens here, you know," said Nalini with a pout. "Tell me, na? How will you pleasure me after you have ... Chee!" she said and covered her face.

"That I will tell you only when we meet," he insisted and was firm on that. He had to build up the anticipation and expectation in her. The way he was building up the conversations, clearly he could look forward to a rendezvous.

"Meanwhile?" she asked impishly.

"Meanwhile nothing," he said. "Just that my housemaid will wonder about the mess she finds in my underwear."

"What!" exclaimed Nalini.

"That's what happens every time you talk to me," Sunil said. "My undergarments get... messed up." He chose the words with care. He wanted to tell her that he came. He wanted to describe to her the way he masturbated. But he did not think they had progressed to that point. One day he would get to that. He would tell her. He would make her be suggestive with him while he masturbated. Today, only so much.

"What do you mean by messed up?" she asked.

"My underwear is soaked with my precum," he said.

"How? How is that possible?" she asked.

"Another thing to show you when we meet," said Sunil.

"I still don't understand what it can do for the woman," said Nalini. "Anyway, I need to cook. Professor will be home for lunch."

"Does he come home for lunch every day or is today something special?" asked Sunil.

"Oh, every day," she said.

"That means, every day... he gets to fuck you in the afternoon?" he asked. He constantly showed a voyeuristic interest in her sex life. That was the main agenda for his conversations.

"No, baba! We are not like that!" she replied. "I have to go now," she said. She got up and left.

But she left the webcam on. Perhaps she forgot. But she did not end the conversation as she normally did with a goodbye. So Sunil did not sign off, waiting for her final bye.

Nalini normally insisted on romantic good byes. There was something alluring about the mix of innocence regarding sex and the charm of her romantic overtures.

Sunil felt time and again, that if he got together with Nalini he would have a chance to show her his prowess at pleasuring a woman.

She seemed to so much of a novice, responding only to whatever her husband did. He would love to show her how much pleasure a man could actually deliver.