Adultery Talk and Action by misterwho

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She waddled on to him and holding his cock, slick as it was with his own exertions and her saliva, sank on it. Instinctively, the boy grabbed his aunt's sumptuous breasts. She put her hands on his chest and raised her hips. She fucked down with concentration and rhythm.

He babbled about love, pleasure, marriage, running away and other nonsense. She ignored it all and concentrated on the cunt reaming the cock and cock ploughing the cunt. She knew all the angles she wanted.

She threw her head about. She held his hands to her breasts. She made him squeeze her hard - so hard he thought he was going to hurt his goddess. She made him treat her like a whore. When he sat up to suck her nipples, she forced him to bite on her.

Her breasts bore marks of his assault on her. Her saliva was everywhere as she let herself go.

He didn't cum in a hurry, just so soon after his first time. She came all through. Orgasm after orgasm washed over her and the woman starved of pleasure took it all. When she was so wet that they could feel nothing, she stuffed a sheet inside her and dried his cock. And when they were ready, she let herself drop all the way screaming in pleasure as he seared and stung her cunt.

"More, more, more!" she thought triumphantly.

"Auntie! Auntie! Auntie!" he babbled as he felt himself boiling up to cum.

She opened her eyes and looked down at him. "Fill me!" she commanded. He spurted and thrust upward. She jammed down. It was animal and combative. Both thrust into each other as if to finish the other off.

She finished him. He came. He held her breasts. He sobbed and thrust. He drained. She rode him all through, her thighs quivering and her cunt a wet mess. She was not done. She felt like a new woman of monstrous appetite was inside her.

But when his cock depleted rapidly under her assault she collapsed on him. And they slept.

Later

She awoke before him. She noted that old or young, the man always slept, exhausted, spent and sated. Was it a cultural thing, she wondered that a woman had to get up? Arrange matters around the house? Look well kept? Get the lover moving? Get food ready for the husband? Or return home from the arms of the lover?

She glanced towards the youngster. His cock stood semi-erect, occasionally twitching. He seemed rejuvenated. Her limbs ached and she felt the thrust of his pounding upward even now, in a manner of speaking.

She decided to get up and go back to her husband's room. It was some where in the wee hours of the morning and she did not want the Professor to wake to find her missing. Worse, he might come looking.

She tried looking for her clothes but not everything was available. Somewhere in the tangle of sheets her bra and her petticoat were stuck. She found her blouse and her panties. Nalini got on her knees to crawl out of the bed.

No sooner had she got on all fours, she was startled by a sudden movement behind her. Hands roughly caught her and pushed her down, mounting her brutally from behind. She felt the weight of his body pushing her down on the mattress as she pancaked down. As she twisted herself she saw it was nephew.

"Don't go!" he growled, penetrating her swiftly and aggressively. The cock that had seemed semi erect a few minutes ago seemed full and loaded. He had seen her breasts swinging as she looked about and that was enough for him. When she kneeled and her cunt present an agape target, he moved with alacrity.

"Hey! Yaah!" yowled his aunt, as he plunged in. he was pleased with himself for finding the target easily. His aunt tried to move away but he had his hands on his hips and he forcefully hunted her down, mounting her with brutal efficiency.

She tried to get off the bed and he followed her, pressing down with each thrust till his aunt was spread-eagled like a frog. He was in her and in order to subjugate her completely he pulled back so he could thrust with greater vigor.

He left the smooth, silken, wet refuge of her cunt and both aunt and nephew gasped. Even though she was trying to escape, the sudden vacuum in her throbbing cunt caused despair. For the boy, missing his warm grabbing sheath was agonizing.

He grabbed Nalini's large buttocks and prised them apart, repositioning his slick cock for entry. In the poor light he aimed wrong, and with his limited skill he knew little. But his cock told him it had found a haven. It was a little tougher but with his thrusting determination he sank in.

His aunt howled in agony and pleasure, combined.

"Haaaaa!" she went. "Nikhil, you have invaded me!" she sobbed.

The boy paused. "But, but, but ..." he stammered, "We already did this before!"

"Aaah!" she wept. When she thrust back it was not because she wanted to but more because of her reflexive reaction.

The grip on his cock was super tight and the pleasure was intense.

"Waah" groaned the young man in satisfaction.

Nalini felt her anus stretched as Nikhil unknowingly took her virginity there. The cock was unrelenting in its ignorance. The stretching massaged her deep inside.