Adultery Talk and Action by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Liar," she said.

"Who was a bitch?" he taunted her. His one hand left her breast and he slipped it between her legs from behind. She shifted without realizing what she was doing and his hand found purchase between her strong thighs.

She clamped down the hand not allowing it any movement.

"Mind your language! Go from here, I will come," she insisted.

He pressed down. "You wont!" he said, unreasonably.

He pinched her thigh with his hand. She had to shift. He slipped it deep between her legs, fighting for space.

"You were busy doing him doggy-style," he whispered.

She was shocked. A term she did not know till the other day and this boy was using it freely!

He lifted her upper leg and positioned himself between her legs from behind. She felt him prod with his proud, erect, young cock.

"Not here!" she said in panic.

He angled his cock with his hand and positioned it further up, near her rear. "Then here?" he taunted.

"No!" she screamed low.

He now hoisted up her upper leg, feeling lesser resistance. Raising himself on his elbow, his cock searched for her cunt. She reached behind and tried to push him back.

"I will scream and wake him," he said.

She slumped. He regained physical control of her. Now she decided that whatever was happening must end quick. She reached below and between and guided his cock to its target.

He raised himself some more and pounded down on her. She raised her upper leg almost vertical to the ground, giving him as much wide an opening he needed.

From a diagonal angle propped up he pounded into his aunt like a sledgehammer.

She shuddered from the vigor of the assault. Her cunt was soppy wet from her husband's discharge and yet this young cock made its presence felt. The boy wanted her so bad he had given no thought to what made his aunt squelchy.

He gripped her breasts best as he could and hammered her into the bed. The bed creaked and squeaked under the strain of the vigorous fucking. Nalini worried about the professor waking, he being right next to them.

When Pappu put his hands to work where he conjoined with his aunt, she sobbed out in orgasm. She grabbed at whatever was at hand, and stuffed her mouth with a pillow in order to not wake up her husband with her sexual noises.

She gripped things hard and suddenly found her hand in her husbands. In his sleep, he clasped her hand. She did not want to pull back. She let him grip her and in fact held on to him for dear life as the young man who had mounted her from behind showed no mercy.

She begged him to finish. She was enjoying this so much but she worried more about the professor.

He was initially angry with her for fucking her husband instead of her coming back to him. The pounding was like a revenge fuck. But no sooner than his orgasm climbed he softened.

"Mausi," he called out to her. It was pleading and child-like, asking for assistance.

She turned and looked back. "What?" she asked.

"I ... uh ... uh ... " he stammered.

She reached behind and pulled him by his buttocks into her. She thrust back. She understood him to be struggling to finish. She fucked him back hard and quick. IT was only she who came again. He -- he could not.