Adultery Talk and Action by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

But he never thought she would check. She did. And he had no way of knowing that his Nalini aunty was not the same one he met last time. Since then she was a woman unleashed. And that unleashed woman had lusted over him as much as he had lusted over her.

Nalini did not know how to manage her lust for Nikhil. Her husband's brother's son was family. And family was sacred.

Neither did Nikhil know how to get ahead with his lust for his aunt. His father's brother's wife. She was game. But what if she slapped him? And worse, reported him?

The boy in the house posed the additional problem of making it impossible for her to get any of the students to come and fuck her. It was a paradox: the more she needed the fucking because of the boy, the less she could get - also because of the boy.

Professor too spent additional time at home coaching the kid for that was the main purpose of his presence here. If she was going to be naughty, when would that be?

The bubbling cauldron between her legs made her restless, hot and flushed. She planned on fucking Professor, knowing that she wanted to test or explore the boy.

It was a question of guts and opportunity on both sides. Neither had any.

The next night when he heard her enter the room, he turned around. There was no doubt about what impact she had had on him. And any inhibition Nalini had was overcome by the sight of his wondrous cock.

It bobbed on its own weight. The boy gritted his teeth and clutched at the sheets tightly, as if doing so would absolve him of this display of lust.

"What is this?" gasped Nalini, feigning shock. She needed to test waters and make sure that nothing would go wrong if she succumbed to her feelings of lust. She liked what she saw. Large, heavy, strong, erect - and virgin.

"Nothing!" he gasped. He wished it would shrink. But as Nalini leaned forward towards him her breasts swung and he felt himself swelling more. He groaned.

"What?" she asked, severely.

He shook his head.

"IS this not why you needed your pajamas washed urgently?" she asked accusingly.

A drop formed on the head and flowed down as if in answer.

Nalini found herself involuntarily licking her lips as is she might have licked off that clear, viscous streak.

Unintentionally, Nikhil squeezed his muscles and the cock jerked. What was a drop became a trickle.

Nalini was frozen, leaning forward. Her breasts were visible to him, though the jutting nipples faded into the shadows within.

Lips hanging open she slid her mouth down on his cock. Her wide-open, wet mouth closed on the pillar of flesh. He shivered, "Auntie!" he cried out.

"Mmmph!" she whimpered, enjoying the helplessness and her own dominance. He held her head. It was all too brief -he was after all, a virgin. He spurted and she drew back. She let him shoot in the air - thick ropes. But knowing his needs she fisted his cock. She did let some cumming happen in her wet warm mouth, knowing the needs of the thrusting and flailing male lying in front of her. Between a combination of fist and mouth she let him finish, taking the edge off his desire.

When it ended and he groaned "I love you, auntie!" she knew he was ready for her own consumption.

The fountain of youth was a marvel she thought as she watched the undiminished cock. She would have liked to teach him to fuck her but her own pleasure was super-important at that moment. There was time enough for everything else.