Adultery Talk and Action by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Talk and Action Ch. 03

"But you must tell me!" she demanded.

The last time they had chatted, she had asked about breast-fucking. When Shyam described it to her, she wanted to know what it did for the woman. Shyam had said he would let know when they met. He had said he would show her.

But there was no date or plan to their meeting.

Shyam now had serious doubts about the innocence that Nalini portrayed. She had made him an unwitting (or was it planned?) viewer to her seduction of one of her husband's research student. At one point she had professed innocence about anything more than the basics of sex. The last time she had asked about 'titty fucking' and then proceeded to have the new student fuck her breasts till he came. She made him cum. Like an expert she mouthed his cock at each of his thrusts.

And now she was back to asking him her previous question: how could a guy who had just cum pleasure a woman in exchange for the breast fuck she had given him?

"I do not need 'that' to give you pleasure," he said.

"What do you mean by 'that'? Say 'cock' - you used that word last time, na?" she said mischievously.

"Yes, cock. I do not need my cock to pleasure you," he said.

"then, how?" she asked.

"My tongue," he replied.

"Your tongue?" she asked incredulously. "Where? 'There'?" she asked in wonderment.

He nodded. Once again his cock twitched as it sprang to life. His eyes latched on to the breasts barely contained in the sports t-shirt. Nalini had just returned from the gym. Her top was soaked and left nothing to imagination. Heavy, luscious and long, gbang-like nipples poking through. Those nipples - seemed in a permanently erect state. He thought of the guys in the gym and how they must feel with this woman in their midst every day.

"There," he confirmed.

"But how? Don't you need to be long and ... and ... hard?" she asked covering her face in shyness.

"I need to supple and pliable to be able to stroke and arouse you in the right places. I do not have to enter you the way you are imagining," he said.

"But don't you have to," she started to ask and then wondered how to say it without sounding unlady like. "Enter me?" she completed her sentence triumphantly. "Especially if I am to cum?"

"My tongue can probe you there. It can stroke your lips down there. And then... there is a place at the top of your pussy... let me there. I will find the spot and make it tingle with pleasure for you," he promised her.

"Oh, Shyam!" she shivered. Shyam was thrilled to see her physical reaction to his words. If he did then actually touch her, how might she react? "I cannot let you do such things to me," she protested.

"But you will. Once you feel my tongue stroke you, you will. You will even spread your legs wider to let me in as far as possible," he said.

His cock was back to its aching fullness; a fullness that only she seemed capable of arousing.

"And then?" she wanted to know.

"And then you will cum, much like a man," he said. "Do you squirt? I would like that very much," he asked.

"What does it mean? To 'squirt'?" she wondered aloud.

"It means that you ejaculate like a man when you orgasm," he said,. Hoping that she could not see, he pressed on his cock with the base of his palm.

"Only men release like that," she said.

"No. You will ejaculate. With me," he insisted. "Have you ever experienced an orgasm?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied. "I think I know what you mean."

He felt his cock lose some of its hardness. This was not expected. He wanted her to know all and everything about sex only from him. But she claimed to have experienced orgasms.