Adultery Talk and Action by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"You are right," he said. "I came for you." His English was just about there. He was heavily accented in North Indian tones. Clearly he was more rustic with just a technical knowledge of English as a language.

"Came for me," she repeated, wrapping her arms around herself.

"Yes," he said bluntly. "To phuck you." The pronunciation of the 'f' was how it came to him in his native dialect.

"Fa ...!" exclaimed Nalini. "What's wrong with you?" asked Nalini in shock.

In a testament to the plunging standards of the new crop of research students, the young man responded to Nalini very matter of factly.

"This!" he announced. He had pulled down his jeans and uncovered his erection.

Nalini gasped and Sunil on the other end of the line jumped up. But Nalini's gasp combined the shock of what the boy had done with surprise at the sight that she beheld.

His was a thick and imposing cock - not in length but together with the girth it looked like a weapon to bludgeon with.

"Nonsense," she said, not taking her eyes of him. She felt her slickness increase as her pussy responded to the sight of a virile young cock.

"Why madam," he asked, advancing on her.

"I know nothing of you," she said.

"I am a birgin. And I only take care of myself," he declared, pronouncing the 'v' of virgin as a 'b'. That should be everything she wanted to know in his worldview.

A virgin she thought staring at the monster, which now had a drop, stretching elastically down. She needed to clean the floors of that she thought, irrelevantly.

"You cannot be a virgin with that," she blurted out.

"Exactly!" he exclaimed as if he had chanced upon a math proof sought by his professor.

"I phuck" he declared again, advancing on the undecided woman. Nalini did not know how to react. She instantly knew that her choice of research student had been mistaken. The boy who she had breast-fucked could not have been discreet.

And yet, shorn of those pretenses she knew she was going to do more with the students. Her pussy flowed freely at the inviting sight of this monster in front of her. But she mentally had decided that she would tease and please, but not fuck anyone but her husband. Experimentation yes. But there had been a plan in her mind.

The wrestler student shuffled forward, restricted in his movements by the jeans around his ankles. The cock swung and waved with his movements. The streaky juices ran down to the floor in long stringy lines. He was messing up her floor for sure.

"Stop," she whispered, moving backwards and stumbling back and now she had her back to a cupboard. To Sunil the angle was now side-on. Sunil watched as the student moved in on his quarry. He wanted to say something but he had seen Nalini do this before. He was totally unsure whether she wanted this or not.

She outwardly did not want it. She protested. "I asked you to stop!" she pleaded.

"But I want to phuck," replied the wrestler simply, as if he was in a restaurant picking a menu item.

She looked down and saw the cock and for a moment she thought of how that would feel inside her. She had seen nothing in those proportions, much less experienced it. Her tongue flicked over her lips somewhat involuntarily. Her cunt however, was a soppy mass. Partially because it was already primed from her chat session with Sunil. But now also because of the promise of this cock.