Adultery Talk and Action by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

This was the bundle of contradictions that Sunil did not get. As he masturbated to his fantasies of her, he kept reminding himself that he was not here to psycho analyze her but just to get his enjoyment out of the situation.

And today's chat was no different from any other day.

"So tell me: the male organ responds in the same way no matter how stimulated?" she asked. "Whether it is I, his own hand, my hand, my lips or anything else?"

"Yes," he replied. "Lips? Did you try out with your mouth?" he asked. He felt desire, excitement and jealousy all at the same time. He wanted to have her mouth him. But he was also interested that she would do that and share it with him.

"Oho, you always distract me!" she complained childishly.

"Tell me, na! Suppose, I was on top rather than him being on top, would it make any difference?" she wondered.

"Not to his cumming," he said.

"Then to what does it make any difference? Does it mean that there is a lesser chance of getting pregnant?" she asked.

"No. If you fuck me from on-top, I might shoot so hard and deep into you that you will get pregnant anyway. I feel that intensely about you," said Sunil, as usual working on her from his own narrow point of view. He tried to make himself the other person in her discussion as a means of suggesting sex to her. According to him, each such reference improved his chances of actually eventually fucking her.

"Will I feel any different?" she wanted to know.

"Yes, you will. I will touch you, fill you from a completely different angle. You can feel me in different places inside your..." he said, hesitating and thinking about whether he should use explicit words here. He usually paused, allowing her to take a lead.

She did. He thought she was taking the bait. But it could just as well have been him baiting her.

"Inside where, Sunil?" she asked. Adding his name to the question made it very suggestive, exciting.

"Inside your..." he paused again. It was a very thin line, between seduction and offending.

"Say it, na," she pushed him. This was the tone of voice which led him to believe that she was all ready to be seduced and a complete novice.

"Your cunt. Feel me inside your cunt," he said. There was a long silence. "Are you offended?" he asked.

"No," she said. "No. Why should I be? I was just thinking," she replied.

"Thinking what?" he asked.

"How it would feel to be like that," she said.

"You mean how would it feel to be on top of me," he insisted.

"Hm. Ya," she replied somewhat absently. "Does that give me control?" she asked suddenly.

"Yes it does," he said. "You can fuck me faster or slower. You can choose the angle which gives you the maximum pleasure. You can choose cadence, rhythm, speed..."

"You make it sound lyrical," she exclaimed.

"Making love to me is like that. Lyrical. Beautiful. You should try it sometime," he said. And then he held his breath. He wanted to see her reaction. He wanted her to say 'Yes, Sunil. I am aching to fuck you. And yes, I will be on top.'

Instead her mind was on the next available opportunity to fuck. It would have to be professor. There was no way she was going to let the student fuck her. He was not to be allowed in 'there'. She made up her mind to try be on top at the next opportunity.