About 4 years ago, my personal secretary Merlin got married & migrated to Canada with her husband, who was working as a software engineer in Ontario, I was so used to her looking after my appointments & other office chores, that with her leaving, I was in total chaos after her exit,
I needed a new secretary, so I decided to spread the word in my business & friend circles, so that I get, just the candidate I was looking for. After 2 days at about 11.00 am, my receptionist called me on the intercom & told me that there is one "Sheena" here to meet me, she is here regarding the vacancy for a secretary, I asked to send her in….there was a soft knock on my cabin door, I said "COME IN", she walked in… I requested her to sit on the sofa in my cabin, (my cabin is quite big, it has 2 sofa’s with a center table, normally discuss business with my customers here over a cup of coffee, rather than at my work table, it puts my customers at ease) & I fininshed my mail, that I was in the midst of, on the laptop, then I went over to talk to her.
Sheena, was a stunner, she was 23 years, 5’8", with a well maintained body,fair & vital stats of 36-28-38, she had worn tight black stretchlon trousers which clinging to her figure, a pink coloured nylon blouse & with black stiletos & her hair tied in a french roll on her head, she wore a beautiful cherry red lipstick & nail polish…..she looked absolutely stunning…from the way she dressed & her complexion, she looked to be from a well to do family, so I got on with the introductions & asked her how she got to know of this vacancy, she mentioned that a friend of hers who also happens to be my friend also had mentioned it to her, I just glanced through her certificates, she was a Masters in Psycology with Honours and was looking at doing something intresting, she was fond of travelling & had a flair for learning languages, I found her to my requirements & she accepted my offer…I made it very clear that ,sometimes she would have to work long hours into the night & if required also travel with me, she agreed, I asked her to join from the next day, she agreed & walked out of my cabin.
The next day she walked in at 9.15 am sharp, I showed her table & introduced her to other staff in my office, then I took her into my cabin & showed her our data room (this is a big room 20’x 20’ which I use to keep all the confidential files of my customers, it had cabinets on the 3 walls & a huge sofa against the 4th wall under the window, the entry to this room is restricted to my secretary & myself only) this room’s entry was only from my office & the door was always locked unless my secretary or me opened it, the keys of this room were only with the two of us. I then called for some coffee for both of us & we sat across the table & I explained to her our business & details of my clients, I also handed over to her the data room keys & told her to be extra carefull with them.
Sheena was a fast learner & picked up her job in 1 month, I was relieved of much of the office chores & was fully concentrating on my business, 4 months had passed & Sheena was excellent, one evening after having finished by business meeting late in the night at my customer’s office I returned to my office to get some files, it was 10.15 pm & my office door was closed, but the lights inside were still on, I thought my staff must have forgotten to put them off, so I removed my keys & opened the office & walked in, there was no one, I entered my cabin, there was no one… I saw the data room door was open, so I entered in & saw Sheena reading through a file on the sofa, surprised, I asked her why she was sitting so late, she mentioned that she had some unfinished business, so she was sitting late, I made both of us some coffee, when I came back, she was deeply engrossed in the file & not aware, that her tight fitting skirt had pulled up on her thighs, her milky white thighs we very enticing, I could not hold myself back, I quitely closed the door behind me & stood there staring at those milky white shapely thighs, my mind was racing thinking what would be my next move, just then Sheena noticed me, she smiled & took the cups of coffee from my hands & placed them on the side table, picked up the file & went to place them in the cabinet, the file was to be kept on the top shelf, so she pulled up the stool & tried to climb, but due to her pressure on one side, the stool went off balance & Sheena fell to the floor, she was in pain, I ran to her & picked her up & put her on the sofa, she was weeping, she was in terrible pain, I told her to lay down for some time & she would be fine, she agreed, leaving her there, I went out to get some ice, I had none in my office, so I had to go to a nearby bar to fetch some ice.
I returned after about 20 mins, when I entered the data room, what I saw was out of this world, Sheena had dropped her skirt to the floor & was checking for any injury on her hips, she was rather surprised at my presence & did not know how to react, my hands were num from carrying the ice & I too did not know what to do, but I went forward & put the ice on her hips, the sudden cold touch on her body sent shivers through her body & she immediately embraced me, I pressed the ice & held her tight, I quitely asked her how she felt now, she said that she was o.k & did not find any injury on her body, nor any sprain, the ice had now melting & the water was now trickling on to her panties, they were wet, looking at her in that condition she looked a terrible sight, her blouse was torn at the sleeves & skirt on the floor, so I offered her my shirt so that she could dry her clothes that were wet from the water of the ice.
I gave her my shirt & came out of the data room, leaving her behind to change, after about 5 mins, she came out of the data room wearing just the shirt, my mind was blown, It was nearing 12.00 am & this girl was still in office, I asked her if she had informed her family, she said that her family was in Delhi & that she stayed with her aunt who was touring Banaras to perform some holy rituals, so not to worry. I was thinking of the next move, she sat next to me & thanked me for all the help, I smiled & said that since she was working with me, her wellbeing was my responsibility, she smiled & came even closer, I could hear her breadth & see her boobs going up & down, I decided to make my move, I put my left hand on her thigh, she shook a bit & looked at me, I gave a slight smile, she kept staring at me into the eyes, I slowly put my lips on hers & thats when all hell broke loose, she put her arms around my neck & started smooching me, our tounges met & our hands started to move over each others body, within minutes our clothes were off….
She was stark naked (as she had only the shirt on) I stripped while sucking at her boobs, we were both lying on the sofa in my cabin, just to be sure, I went out & locked the main door of my office & put off the lights in the reception & came back, she was lying on the sofa with her legs spread, waiting for me.
I quickly went up to her and kneeling put my mouth to work on her pussy, she moaned softly ooooooohhhhhh !!! aaaahhhhh!!! Pls do it slowly Sir !!! it feels great, by now with a couple of strokes on her pussy, she had started to wet her pussy, I kept licking, I opened the lips of her pussy & the juices started to trickle down, I licked every drop of it, she was moaning & pushing me to lick more & more….suddenly my tounge rubbed against her clit ….ooooohhhhh….aaaaaahhhhh …..bite it sir, bite it…..makes me feel horny….please bite it…..I pushed my mouth further in & caught her clit between my teeth, moaned loudly AAAAAAHHHHHHH !!!! YES YES YES…. Do it Sir !!! Do it… keep biting it…
I kept biting & licking alternately, suddenly she pushed her crotch to my nose & sprayed all her juices on my face, she had a orgasm, I licked my lips & her entire crotch of all the juices, it tasted heavenly, she then got up and knelt down & took my rock hard 6.5" cock in her mouth & started sucking hungrily, I sat on the sofa playing with her boobs while she sucked hungrily at my dick, we went on for about 30 mins, then I layed her on the sofa pulled her legs on my shoulder & shoved my dick into her pussy, she almost screamed AAAAAAHHHHHH !!!! I started moving slowly but steadily in her, she also started moving her hips to my movements, both of us shared the same rhythm, I increased my speed, she was enjoying it uuuuuummmmmm!!!! Aaaaaaaeeeeeaaahhhhhh!!!! I stroked harder & harder, she kept asking for more & more yes..yes…yes fuck me sir…fuck me….tear my pussy….rip it apart today…..fuck me Sir….. We fucked for about 20 mins & then I came in her….we both lay on the sofa gasping for breadth, we were tired & sweating…. I told her that I would drop her home as it was already 1.15 am, but she said that she was hungry & she did not want to go home, so we decided that we would go to the coffee shop of a hotel near to the international airport, have a bite, then drive to my house (I live alone) where she could probably change & go to sleep.
She agreed, she put on her clothes (she stapled the torn blouse) locked the office & we drove to the international airport where I bought some sandwiches,coke & we drove to my house.
I drove Sheena to my house, we ate on the way, we were really hungry after all the activity at the office, I opened the door of my house ( I have a 3 Bedroom, Kitchen & Hall apartment on the 15 floor in a tower in the upmarket society in Western Suburbs) & both of us walked in…I told her to make herself comfortable, she said she wanted to have a wash & freshen up, so I showed her the bathroom of the second bedroom & handed her a towel. She went in for a wash & I walked out to freshen up & fix us some coffee.
After about 10 mins, I herd Sheena call, I went to the bedroom & stood outside the bathroom & asked Sheena what did she want, she replied that while having a bath, the soaped had slipped from her hand & since she had soap on her face she wanted me to find her the soap, I slowly opened the door & saw that Sheena was fully naked with soap on her entire body & face, my dick started getting erect, I quietly took my clothes off & went in naked & told her that I would help her to find the soap, now Sheena got down on her knees & hands and started groping for the soap, I too joined her, the soap had slipped to the other end of the bathroom, with both of us on our kneed & hands, space was very little in the bathroom for both of us to move, though I had seen the soap, I pretended that I could not find the soap, we kept going around the bathroom groping for the soap & our buttocks kept rubbing at each other at regular intervals, with every rub of her buttocks I was getting more exicited, finally after 10 minutes of this playing, I picked up the soap & our search was over…I picked up the soap & gave it to her, I then put on the shower & pulled her under it, it was a heavenly sight to watch all the soap flow down that beautiful body of Sheena.
Having done that, she started applying soap on my body, it felt great, she rubbed my whole body with soap & then put on the shower, we were both clean now, we held each other tight in our arms & stood under the shower for about 15 mins, it felt like eternity.
Just then I remembered that I had kept the coffee on the gas stove, so I ran into the kitchen & put it down, then poured into two mugs & returned to the bathroom, I had an idea, I opened the hot water tap to the bath tub & run the water for the tub to fill up, meanwhile both Sheena & myself sipped at our coffee, after about 10 mins the tub was full & we had finished our coffee, I lifted Sheena into my arms and took her to the bathroom & placed her gently into the tub, the water was just the right tempreture to sooth our bodies, I followed her into the tub, we put our arms around each other & we kissed each other, after a few minutes, her hands started sliding down towards my navel, I lifted by body slightly & she started playing with my dick, it was a wonderfull feeling, I told her to go on, she gave me a smile & said, that she wanted to have sex with me from the day she had joined my firm, but could not gather courage to tell me this, I smooched her & put my hand on her boobs & caressed them aaaaaaaahhhh…… she gave out a soft moan,
I continued, she increased the speed of her hand on my cock, it was fully erect, I slid my hand from her boobs to her cunt & started stoking it slowly, she spread her thighs to let my hand between her thighs & put my mouth to her boobs to suck at her erect & hard nipples, we kept arousing each other for about 15 mins, after that I made her sit on the edge of the tub & started liking her pussy, oooooohhhhhh !!! yes…. Yes….Sir please go on…..aaaaaeeeee yes…lick it ….lick it aaaahhhhhhh lick it Sir….eat it……ooooohhhh after about 10 mins, she climaxed into a orgasm & sprayed all the juices on my face, My cock was erect & could hold any more, so I pulled her into the tub & pushed my 6.5” cock into her mouth, she sucked at it hungrily for about 5 mins & then asked me to fuck her, I shoved that hard shaft into her pussy aaaaaaeeeeeee !!! she screamed, I shoved it much harder & started to stroke with a steady rhythm, Sheena too started moving her hips to my rhythm, I increased my speed, were both like animals in each others arms trying to get pleasure from each other bodies, as though there was no tomorrow.
With the increased speed the water between our crotch’s made bubbles & sounds which added to the excitement, after about 15 mins of fucking her in the normal position, I wanted her arse desparetely, so I told her to kneel in a doggy position, she thought I would fuck her in the doggy style, so she readily turned around, when her back was to me I quickly applied some soap on my palms & stroked my cock, I played with her pussy from behind & also applied some soap on the crack of her arse, it was looking beautiful, the crack was light pink & very tight, I slowly rubbed soap on the crack & with the other hand started pinching her clit, she was completely turned on, she kept rubbing her body against mine, I slowly inserted my index finger into her arse hole & started moving it, she moved a bit forward, surprised & looked over her shoulder, I kissed her on the lips & told her not to worry, she smiled & thought I was just playing naughty, little did she know that I was going to go all the way & that my finger going in was just the beginning.
I slowly increased the speed of my finger in her arse & inserted my middle finger & index finger, she was now enjoying my fingers in her arse, I took the other hand from her clit & slowly applied soap on my cock & stroked it, it was now throbbing hard, I slowly removed my fingers & pushed in dick inside, aaaaahhhhhh!!!! she gave a slight scream, as the arse hole was fully coated with soap, my dick just went in with ease, she was surprised & told me to take my dick out as she feared that her arse hole might tear, but I did not listen, I increased my speed & stroked her harder, now my entire shaft of 6.5” was inside her arse, I could feel my balls hitting the lips of her pusy, she started to enjoy her arse hole being fucked yes…yes go on Sir…aaaaahhhhh !!!....ooooohhhhhh …ya…ya…ya fuck me Sir ….fuck me hard….. I rammed her arse with all my energy that I could gather, she kept moving her hips to the rhythm of my crotch, we were moving as one body taking each other to greater heights of pleasure.
Finally after fucking Sheena in the arse for 15 mins we both came together, I spilled into her arse hole, my hot cum came gushing out & we both heaved a sigh of content, we both fell limp on the floor of the tub, gasping for breadth, content with what we had done through the evening & night.
I drained the water from the tub, & again opened the tap of hot water for the tub to fill up again, after about 10 mins, the tub was full of hot water, we lay in the tub in each other’s arms until morning 6.00 in the morning, after which we got up dried ourselves & slept on my double bed in my bedroom.
We woke up at 8.30 am dressed up & I drove to her house, where she changed her dress & then we drove to my office to start another busy day.
What happened that night, that both of us wanted each other’s bodies to satisfy out body hunger, we discussed this the next day in my cabin over lunch, Sheena agreed that she was starved for sex & that it was very good that she could satisfy her hunger in the office itself, I also made a very honest confession that I had indeed wanted to fuck her from the very day she had joined & that the previous evening my dream had come true.
From that day onwards, she has changed the furniture in my data room, she has brought in a sofa cum bed, where we normally spend our evenings after the staff has left the office.
We make it a point to fuck at least thrice a week when I am in Bombay, when I am touring, she spends evenings in the data room masturbating substituting my cock with fingers.
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
My teenage student
Hi to all teenage girl lovers. This is about how I got secretly seduced by my own teenage student. Nisha had just turned 16 when I first met her as my student for accounts. She was as it is poor in mathematics, though far more skilful in her own lustful techniques. I knew very well she was not interested in the subject which I was to teach her. On the contrary she made me wonder whose the teacher and in which subject. I operate my C/A business from home itself and my wife, Supriya, teaches in a girls' high school. I've always maintained good reputation in society and Supriya trusts me thoroughly. She still trusts me, since she is still unaware of the secret affair between Nisha and me. And I hope Supriya will never ever find out anything about it, or I'll be doomed for a lifetime.
It all began from the day Nisha started ignoring my words while I was teaching her, and thus making me loose my otherwise excellent patience over her. I tried to encourage her in many ways towards the subject of mathematics but she never paid attention. One day I frankly told her that if she's not interested in learning then we must discontinue the classes. Then she looked at me with those soulful eyes, emotionally trying to flatter me and explain that she was having difficulty concentrating on her subject because of her menstrual periods. Since it sounded like a genuine reason I believed her. In the next few months she carried on in the same manner, so I asked her again that I can understand when she's got her periods, but which happens only for a week in a month and not all the time. She used to ignore my observations and started building an emotional bondage between us, after which I found it difficult to even scold her for no matter what mistakes she made in my subject.
I must admit she was indeed a master of her own subject of lust and sensuality. Gradually with such an emotional bondage growing so rapidly I knew that her purpose of coming over to our place was not for studying maths. She kept giving me those desperate looks yet in a shy way, due to which it was even difficult for me to make any direct approach. I also stopped taking any interest in teaching her anything of maths. Now we had started meeting each other for another more desirable reason, which both of us enjoyed. I also had a computer with internet connection. She herself asked me to show her a few porn sites she had heard of from some of her friends.
I personally had never visited any porn sites on the net as I believed in being a thoroughbred accounts professional and so spent most of my time in keeping track of the stock markets and all. As she told me of more and more such sites we used to spend almost all the tuition time in surfing porn. During this her eyes were glued to the screen asking me to show more and more while my interest grew in keenly observing what she was wearing, not only what was visible to the naked eye but also under. Like I would allow my eyes to penetrate through her t-shirt or top (which was her usual dress code) to see if she was wearing a bra, if so what colour or style it was. Below the waist she always wore either a pair of jeans or bermudas. Her sitting so close to me, totally involved in watching the sites increased my curiosity to actually see what a young girl's body looked like. In my childhood I never had any relationship with girls. The only first time I ever saw a nude female body was that of my full grown wife, Supriya.
Sometimes I'd get so desperate that I wished Nisha was wearing a skirt which could make it easier for me to slip my hand up her thighs. I started getting fed up of both of us just watching all the porn stuff on screen alone. So one day I gathered some courage to ask her what kinds of undergarments she prefers to wear and to describe her collection in absolute detail. But she was shy to share her personal matters with me. This got me more frustrated and I thought to myself "What the hell!!! I've gone completely out of my way to fulfil her wishes to surf all these porn sites, and now that I ask her something she withdraws?" Things had gone far beyond my tolerance now. I firmly decided to go ahead with fulfilling my own desires from now on.
One day charmingly I asked her that how come she always wore only jeans and bermudas, and never anything like skirts. I tried to inspire her by telling her that I knew a lot my ex-girl friends who wore see-thru tops and very short skirts which barely even covered their arse. She simply expressed surprise as if she didn't know that girls wore such things in general life, and that she thought females only wore such things for movies & magazines. Next few days I found her wearing thinner tops and t-shirts through which I could vaguely admire her fancy bras in all hot shades. I knew the girl was picking up fast. It was now time for her exam in college which she was not at all prepared. So she started spending more time for the tuition which she was still not serious about.
I didn't bother anymore either since we both had only one desire left. One afternoon to my utter surprise I saw her entering our house in a knee-length translucent black skirt! And an equally thin orange t-shirt under which I could clearly see a black lacy bra. I knew for sure that this was the day we both waited for so desperately. I also knew that Supriya returns from school by 5pm and it was already 4pm. One hour was not less to finish a quickie at all, but it will still take time to get this shy girl started and cracking I thought to myself. Half an hour just passed away and she was still whiling away her time asking me stupid emotional questions. My hands alongwith the whole body were trembling out of impatience to attack her body. That's when she hesitantly asked me if she could stay over that night at our place so that she can study through the night under my guidance. I was completely taken by surprise with this decision of hers and simultaneously afraid if her parents and my wife would be disappointed with our such proceedings. Finally in the next half hour Supriya returned home.
When I told her that this is what Nisha's plan was, I was again surprised that Supriya also did not mind. On the contrary she was excited that we will have company at home. Supriya often felt loneliness in the house because there was no one other than the two of us in it. Supriya quickly rung up Nisha's parents for their approval. Nisha's father picked up the phone, and upon a lady's request he also could not refuse the idea. So here we were, Nisha and me with our plans going steady and strong. Supriya was so excited that she immediately rushed to the market to get some fresh vegetables to prepare a delicious meal for all of us. She said she would be back in an hour's time as she had to meet a friend as well, leaving the two of us alone at home. Little did she know that Nisha and I didn't need anything more delicious than our own bodies. As soon as Supriya left we both readily rushed to the computer, and in the following 10 minutes I made sure Nisha was warmed up enough by watching the porn sites again. Now with no more delay I took the initiative by putting my hand on her head, rolling it over her tightly tied shoulder length hair.
Slowly lowering my hand down her lightly hairy neck reached her thin orange t-shirt to feel a little of her bra. I got a perfect feel of even the hooks of her bra. Out of excitement Nisha pushed her breast outwards where I could vividly see her nipples protruding through the garments. I left the feeling of those breasts and nipples for the night approaching. And got going with what I craved for more eagerly, her lower region. She was so nervous that she tightly closed her eyes not daring to see anything but only show me all she could. Before I even reached the elastic belt of her skirt she started raising it from her knees upwards, exposing half length of her silky smooth thighs. She was not able to raise it anymore than that, so I helped her feel more at ease by not raising the skirt, but slipping my hand under it instead. She just loved this graceful move of mine. I purposely made her realise that she also had a role to play and not totally depend on me. We were both aware that this was not the right time for the final act, since Supriya was still to come. We knew that we had to wait until we were through with the dinner and until Supriya fell asleep. So we did.
Dinner I guess was delicious as Supriya was expecting appreciation, but neither Nisha nor I were able to concentrate on the food for the reason you very well know. I still managed with great pretence to adore Supriya's cooking skills and she believed all of me. Even before Supriya went to bed, she seemed quite open to the idea that Nisha and I were to stay awake till whatever late hour without her disturbing us anywhere along the line. All this simply because she trusted me too much. This made things a little too easy for Nisha and me. It was only a reward of a very long and painful waiting. So here we were again, just Nisha and I with the whole fiery night ahead of us. I asked Nisha if she had brought anything night dress to change into, but she vaguely shook her head not willing to discuss anything out of nervousness. I offered her one of my thin ordinary Fashion Street cotton t-shirt yellow in colour and a black lungi thick enough not to expose anything so that it would not make things too obvious for my wife to guess.
Nisha went to the bathroom to change, and returned in an instant as if out of desperation. After all these long hours I finally saw a little shy and naughty smile on her face. I made her sit comfortably next to me near the computer again. We started with accounts programs thinking if just in case Supriya woke up we should not get caught. It was only 11pm then. This left us with plenty of time for a dramatic seduction. Nisha was getting impatient to view the porn sites again, and I to view her assets. As the sites started revealing on screen she was fully engrossed in viewing them while I liberally feasted my eyes on her budding tits (still under cover). Now there was just no more waiting for anything. Her cheeks were pretty close to mine and our shoulders brushing too. I knew she was waiting for me to take the initiative. I started in the same procedure as I had in the evening, placing my hand on her head first, running my fingers through her hair.
This time I loosened the bun that the hair was tied in. her hair rolled down over the back of neck making her look more sensual than ever. It was wild and curly by nature. I massaged her neck for a few seconds followed by rubbing her back. I could already feel her t-shirt dampening with sweat along the back. Similarly the sweat from her forehead, armpits and breast area was also drenching the front side of her t-shirt. As I run my hands along the edges of her bra she slowly for the first time looked up at me with full obsession. Sparks flickered between our eyes and we both hugged each other tightly letting go of all our inhibitions. I bit her ears gently, and then wet her whole cheek with my watering tongue. I was roasting in the heat of her steaming hot body. I could feel her breath span increasing rapidly as she heaved with her breasts tightly pressed against my hairy chest. I began the unveiling of this sex angel by smoothly slipping her t-shirt off getting the first exposure of her fresh buds covered in the intricate designer black lace bra. I was still curious to know what's it like below the waist. As I said I had never seen the one of a young teenage girl. She voluntarily stood up to make it easier for me to undo her lungi, now standing only in the lungi and the bra. Her body was so soaked in sweat that she looked as if she has stepped out of the bath after a fresh shower. The smell of her sweat was so intoxicating.
I put my hands now on her heated arse and from there started lifting her lungi very slowly. I deliberately did this with such slowness that she was whining in desperation. By now her body was secreting from almost all possible parts. Her mouth was dripping, sweat from all the limbs, and also her pussy I suppose which I had not reached to as yet. Once the lungi was fully raised I was pleased to with her colour combinations. Under the lungi was her fiery red panty the material of which was like a net, except in the pussy area. I snapped off the lungi in an instant to get an adorable view of her gorgeous image. This fresh young virgin teenage girl, with her remarkably fair complexion, standing in her most exquisite black bra and fire red panty! What a sight. "Thank you Satan for creating such a criminal" I thought to myself. I helped her undo my shirt buttons with her own hands and then also my pyjamas. I was not wearing any underwear so she saw my dick for the first time already turned sticky with all the cumming caused by her seduction. I turned her around with her back facing me and undid the hooks of her bra, brushing the straps of it off her shoulders.
I keenly waited for the first view of her tits. But before that I thought of helping her shed the last piece of garment on her fully vulnerable body. As I was kneading away on her fleshy arse, I pushed my thumbs into her hole which made her almost scream so loudly that we both were scared it might have woken up Supriya. Fortunately Supriya is a deep sleeper, so there was no question of her waking up before 7am. Simultaneously alongwith kneading her arse I was entwining her panties with my fingers, almost wanting to rip it off but I knew she would be answerable to her mother for ripping such an expensive pair of panties, so I carefully slid it down to the floor and helped her step out of it. There stood this naked angel in full blossom completely prepared for the final act eventually. Even her arse released such a divine fragrance that my tongue went spearing into her rear hole. Every inch of her smelt and tasted like some sublime strawberry and cream. I let my tongue run upwards from her arse to her back and neck.
As I stood up I put my hands under her armpits and slowly allowing my fingers to creep over to cover her fresh buds. I massaged them for a while but was still dying to see those teenage tits as well as the pussy. I gently turned her face to face with me. The most amazing tender and soft buds she had topped with tiny sweet pink nipples. I suckled on them for some time. Then sliding my hands along her waist, my tongue reached for her pussy. My tongue dug into it deeply. My watering mouth and her pussy cumming together was making everything so wet that it felt being in a pool of sex in its grossest form. I pulled her down to the floor laying her on her back and started mounting myself over her like a cavalry man would on his horse. I was also indeed riding her like on a horse in the next few minutes. My vigorous jolts made her cry for more which she expressed by slapping my body like a baby. This went on for nearly 2 hours after which even I was dead exhausted so you can't imagine her condition.
But this was not our first and last experience. After she used to boldly walk up to me and we did it progressing in each session as and when was convenient for both of us. My innocent wife doesn't have the slightest trace of all this. .
It all began from the day Nisha started ignoring my words while I was teaching her, and thus making me loose my otherwise excellent patience over her. I tried to encourage her in many ways towards the subject of mathematics but she never paid attention. One day I frankly told her that if she's not interested in learning then we must discontinue the classes. Then she looked at me with those soulful eyes, emotionally trying to flatter me and explain that she was having difficulty concentrating on her subject because of her menstrual periods. Since it sounded like a genuine reason I believed her. In the next few months she carried on in the same manner, so I asked her again that I can understand when she's got her periods, but which happens only for a week in a month and not all the time. She used to ignore my observations and started building an emotional bondage between us, after which I found it difficult to even scold her for no matter what mistakes she made in my subject.
I must admit she was indeed a master of her own subject of lust and sensuality. Gradually with such an emotional bondage growing so rapidly I knew that her purpose of coming over to our place was not for studying maths. She kept giving me those desperate looks yet in a shy way, due to which it was even difficult for me to make any direct approach. I also stopped taking any interest in teaching her anything of maths. Now we had started meeting each other for another more desirable reason, which both of us enjoyed. I also had a computer with internet connection. She herself asked me to show her a few porn sites she had heard of from some of her friends.
I personally had never visited any porn sites on the net as I believed in being a thoroughbred accounts professional and so spent most of my time in keeping track of the stock markets and all. As she told me of more and more such sites we used to spend almost all the tuition time in surfing porn. During this her eyes were glued to the screen asking me to show more and more while my interest grew in keenly observing what she was wearing, not only what was visible to the naked eye but also under. Like I would allow my eyes to penetrate through her t-shirt or top (which was her usual dress code) to see if she was wearing a bra, if so what colour or style it was. Below the waist she always wore either a pair of jeans or bermudas. Her sitting so close to me, totally involved in watching the sites increased my curiosity to actually see what a young girl's body looked like. In my childhood I never had any relationship with girls. The only first time I ever saw a nude female body was that of my full grown wife, Supriya.
Sometimes I'd get so desperate that I wished Nisha was wearing a skirt which could make it easier for me to slip my hand up her thighs. I started getting fed up of both of us just watching all the porn stuff on screen alone. So one day I gathered some courage to ask her what kinds of undergarments she prefers to wear and to describe her collection in absolute detail. But she was shy to share her personal matters with me. This got me more frustrated and I thought to myself "What the hell!!! I've gone completely out of my way to fulfil her wishes to surf all these porn sites, and now that I ask her something she withdraws?" Things had gone far beyond my tolerance now. I firmly decided to go ahead with fulfilling my own desires from now on.
One day charmingly I asked her that how come she always wore only jeans and bermudas, and never anything like skirts. I tried to inspire her by telling her that I knew a lot my ex-girl friends who wore see-thru tops and very short skirts which barely even covered their arse. She simply expressed surprise as if she didn't know that girls wore such things in general life, and that she thought females only wore such things for movies & magazines. Next few days I found her wearing thinner tops and t-shirts through which I could vaguely admire her fancy bras in all hot shades. I knew the girl was picking up fast. It was now time for her exam in college which she was not at all prepared. So she started spending more time for the tuition which she was still not serious about.
I didn't bother anymore either since we both had only one desire left. One afternoon to my utter surprise I saw her entering our house in a knee-length translucent black skirt! And an equally thin orange t-shirt under which I could clearly see a black lacy bra. I knew for sure that this was the day we both waited for so desperately. I also knew that Supriya returns from school by 5pm and it was already 4pm. One hour was not less to finish a quickie at all, but it will still take time to get this shy girl started and cracking I thought to myself. Half an hour just passed away and she was still whiling away her time asking me stupid emotional questions. My hands alongwith the whole body were trembling out of impatience to attack her body. That's when she hesitantly asked me if she could stay over that night at our place so that she can study through the night under my guidance. I was completely taken by surprise with this decision of hers and simultaneously afraid if her parents and my wife would be disappointed with our such proceedings. Finally in the next half hour Supriya returned home.
When I told her that this is what Nisha's plan was, I was again surprised that Supriya also did not mind. On the contrary she was excited that we will have company at home. Supriya often felt loneliness in the house because there was no one other than the two of us in it. Supriya quickly rung up Nisha's parents for their approval. Nisha's father picked up the phone, and upon a lady's request he also could not refuse the idea. So here we were, Nisha and me with our plans going steady and strong. Supriya was so excited that she immediately rushed to the market to get some fresh vegetables to prepare a delicious meal for all of us. She said she would be back in an hour's time as she had to meet a friend as well, leaving the two of us alone at home. Little did she know that Nisha and I didn't need anything more delicious than our own bodies. As soon as Supriya left we both readily rushed to the computer, and in the following 10 minutes I made sure Nisha was warmed up enough by watching the porn sites again. Now with no more delay I took the initiative by putting my hand on her head, rolling it over her tightly tied shoulder length hair.
Slowly lowering my hand down her lightly hairy neck reached her thin orange t-shirt to feel a little of her bra. I got a perfect feel of even the hooks of her bra. Out of excitement Nisha pushed her breast outwards where I could vividly see her nipples protruding through the garments. I left the feeling of those breasts and nipples for the night approaching. And got going with what I craved for more eagerly, her lower region. She was so nervous that she tightly closed her eyes not daring to see anything but only show me all she could. Before I even reached the elastic belt of her skirt she started raising it from her knees upwards, exposing half length of her silky smooth thighs. She was not able to raise it anymore than that, so I helped her feel more at ease by not raising the skirt, but slipping my hand under it instead. She just loved this graceful move of mine. I purposely made her realise that she also had a role to play and not totally depend on me. We were both aware that this was not the right time for the final act, since Supriya was still to come. We knew that we had to wait until we were through with the dinner and until Supriya fell asleep. So we did.
Dinner I guess was delicious as Supriya was expecting appreciation, but neither Nisha nor I were able to concentrate on the food for the reason you very well know. I still managed with great pretence to adore Supriya's cooking skills and she believed all of me. Even before Supriya went to bed, she seemed quite open to the idea that Nisha and I were to stay awake till whatever late hour without her disturbing us anywhere along the line. All this simply because she trusted me too much. This made things a little too easy for Nisha and me. It was only a reward of a very long and painful waiting. So here we were again, just Nisha and I with the whole fiery night ahead of us. I asked Nisha if she had brought anything night dress to change into, but she vaguely shook her head not willing to discuss anything out of nervousness. I offered her one of my thin ordinary Fashion Street cotton t-shirt yellow in colour and a black lungi thick enough not to expose anything so that it would not make things too obvious for my wife to guess.
Nisha went to the bathroom to change, and returned in an instant as if out of desperation. After all these long hours I finally saw a little shy and naughty smile on her face. I made her sit comfortably next to me near the computer again. We started with accounts programs thinking if just in case Supriya woke up we should not get caught. It was only 11pm then. This left us with plenty of time for a dramatic seduction. Nisha was getting impatient to view the porn sites again, and I to view her assets. As the sites started revealing on screen she was fully engrossed in viewing them while I liberally feasted my eyes on her budding tits (still under cover). Now there was just no more waiting for anything. Her cheeks were pretty close to mine and our shoulders brushing too. I knew she was waiting for me to take the initiative. I started in the same procedure as I had in the evening, placing my hand on her head first, running my fingers through her hair.
This time I loosened the bun that the hair was tied in. her hair rolled down over the back of neck making her look more sensual than ever. It was wild and curly by nature. I massaged her neck for a few seconds followed by rubbing her back. I could already feel her t-shirt dampening with sweat along the back. Similarly the sweat from her forehead, armpits and breast area was also drenching the front side of her t-shirt. As I run my hands along the edges of her bra she slowly for the first time looked up at me with full obsession. Sparks flickered between our eyes and we both hugged each other tightly letting go of all our inhibitions. I bit her ears gently, and then wet her whole cheek with my watering tongue. I was roasting in the heat of her steaming hot body. I could feel her breath span increasing rapidly as she heaved with her breasts tightly pressed against my hairy chest. I began the unveiling of this sex angel by smoothly slipping her t-shirt off getting the first exposure of her fresh buds covered in the intricate designer black lace bra. I was still curious to know what's it like below the waist. As I said I had never seen the one of a young teenage girl. She voluntarily stood up to make it easier for me to undo her lungi, now standing only in the lungi and the bra. Her body was so soaked in sweat that she looked as if she has stepped out of the bath after a fresh shower. The smell of her sweat was so intoxicating.
I put my hands now on her heated arse and from there started lifting her lungi very slowly. I deliberately did this with such slowness that she was whining in desperation. By now her body was secreting from almost all possible parts. Her mouth was dripping, sweat from all the limbs, and also her pussy I suppose which I had not reached to as yet. Once the lungi was fully raised I was pleased to with her colour combinations. Under the lungi was her fiery red panty the material of which was like a net, except in the pussy area. I snapped off the lungi in an instant to get an adorable view of her gorgeous image. This fresh young virgin teenage girl, with her remarkably fair complexion, standing in her most exquisite black bra and fire red panty! What a sight. "Thank you Satan for creating such a criminal" I thought to myself. I helped her undo my shirt buttons with her own hands and then also my pyjamas. I was not wearing any underwear so she saw my dick for the first time already turned sticky with all the cumming caused by her seduction. I turned her around with her back facing me and undid the hooks of her bra, brushing the straps of it off her shoulders.
I keenly waited for the first view of her tits. But before that I thought of helping her shed the last piece of garment on her fully vulnerable body. As I was kneading away on her fleshy arse, I pushed my thumbs into her hole which made her almost scream so loudly that we both were scared it might have woken up Supriya. Fortunately Supriya is a deep sleeper, so there was no question of her waking up before 7am. Simultaneously alongwith kneading her arse I was entwining her panties with my fingers, almost wanting to rip it off but I knew she would be answerable to her mother for ripping such an expensive pair of panties, so I carefully slid it down to the floor and helped her step out of it. There stood this naked angel in full blossom completely prepared for the final act eventually. Even her arse released such a divine fragrance that my tongue went spearing into her rear hole. Every inch of her smelt and tasted like some sublime strawberry and cream. I let my tongue run upwards from her arse to her back and neck.
As I stood up I put my hands under her armpits and slowly allowing my fingers to creep over to cover her fresh buds. I massaged them for a while but was still dying to see those teenage tits as well as the pussy. I gently turned her face to face with me. The most amazing tender and soft buds she had topped with tiny sweet pink nipples. I suckled on them for some time. Then sliding my hands along her waist, my tongue reached for her pussy. My tongue dug into it deeply. My watering mouth and her pussy cumming together was making everything so wet that it felt being in a pool of sex in its grossest form. I pulled her down to the floor laying her on her back and started mounting myself over her like a cavalry man would on his horse. I was also indeed riding her like on a horse in the next few minutes. My vigorous jolts made her cry for more which she expressed by slapping my body like a baby. This went on for nearly 2 hours after which even I was dead exhausted so you can't imagine her condition.
But this was not our first and last experience. After she used to boldly walk up to me and we did it progressing in each session as and when was convenient for both of us. My innocent wife doesn't have the slightest trace of all this. .
Insured Sex
My name is vishal, I'm 25 and I'm doing my Final year of Computer Engineering. I reside in Chennai ( Madras ), India. My Dad is a Doctor and my Mum is running a women's boutique in Chennai .
It was a rainy Saturday and as the rain relented I went to pay my insurance premium as it was the last day. The Q at the counter was surprisingly long and as I was entering a lady came from the side and stood in the line in front of me. The power was gone and the clerk had to manually issue temporary receipts to the customers and it was really taking time. The lady was reading her premium slip and over her shoulder I could read her name and address. She was a smart female whitish in complexion very attractive figure and bright eyes. Full and medium boobs, I could get a view from her shoulder. She was wearing a green sari with matching blouse and a red border. She was having some difficulty in reading some details provided on her slip and she turned back and looked at me right in the eye and asked me to explain it to her. I was in a collared t shirt with all buttons open, due to the size the buttons were coming off frequently.
The lady looked at my open chest with hair and then sized me up to my flat stomach. She looked interested as I started explaining her details of her slip. She asked about what I did and where I lived. I found out she lived very close to my house, where I went for my jogging and exercises. I told her how close we lived and pat came an invitation to visit her. Giving her number she asked me to give a call before making a visit. As her turn came to pay the premium she was in need of some change which of course I had and did the needful. She waited for me to pay my premium and we both took the stairs down the building. Prima asked me about my routine for training and if I could give her some tips. She was married and husband was a stock broker in Mumbai came to Kerala once in 3 months sometimes not so. Her elder daughter was in the 6th standard and her younger daughter in the 4th STD. As we went down her husband was waiting impatiently and started yelling at her for taking so much time. We wished goodbye and she left in her husband's car.
I saw an oldest looking man; probably her husband was a bit old for her. On Monday I called up her house but there was no response and in the afternoon again I tried and this time Prima picked up the phone and was overjoyed at my call. We exchanged pleasantries and spoke about general things. I asked her when I could come and see her. She said Wednesday she was free and I could come and meet her then. I told if she wanted some fitness lessons, she agreed. On Wednesday I called her up and was ringing the door bell of her apartment. She opened the door to a beautiful and very cool house with marble all over. The white linen and upholstery suggested a very good taste. I was in a black jean and a dark blue t shirt. The t shirt was tight and my body was sizeable in it. The jeans fit were also tight.
Prima looked stunning with her wet loose hair, she was wearing a cotton cream colored sari with matching blouse. She led me into the sitting room and as we sat she excused and came back with a glass of flavored milk with honey. Sipping the energy drink I asked her how she spent her time and she said that life was boring and she was looking for something to do. I asked her if she was interested in getting more fit and keeping fit she was excited at the offer and wanted me to help her. She came and sat on the same sofa as I was sitting and asked me what to do first. I told her she would have to change it would be impossible in a sari and if she had tights or a sports outfit it would help. She sprang up and came back with a purple colored slack and asked me if it was ok I nodded. I watched her walk to her bedroom which was behind me and only a part of it was visible. I turned and kept looking in the direction and I could see her sari being removed, my inquisitiveness led me to get behind the sofa and take a proper look and there she was just about to untie her petticoat she did so and the petticoat fell to the floor.
She had the most amazing shape and her tight panty made her ass come out at the sides she wore the slack and then started unbuttoning her blouse I had only the back view and she quickly got into a t shirt. I returned to my place as she came asking me how she looked in t shirt and slack. I told her that she looked five years younger and stunning. She came blushing and sat close to me. I asked her what kind of bra she was wearing; she had a surprise look on her face and told me it was so and so. I requested her if I could take a look at her bra. She led me to her bedroom and showed me a bra from her cupboard. I explained her I wanted to see the bra on her body, as it was important for a proper exercise. She felt shy but agreed to let me have a look from behind. I nodded and there she was right in her bedroom and out of her t shirt. Her back was really in a good shape and her ass was beautiful oval.
She asked me whether it was ok, I went close to her and held her hand from behind and turned her face towards me. She was feeling shy and looked down in her shyness. I looked at her cleavage, a beautiful and full breast with the dark nipples visible through her loose netted bra. I lifted her face and kissed her on her forehead and could feel a current run through her. I embraced her and this time she reciprocated and held me tight. After a big squeeze I again looked at her face and kissed her lips the lips just opened for me in waiting and she responded with equal zeal. We kissed, kissed and kissed standing in the middle of the room. I lifted her from the floor and led her to the sofa. Making her sit in one corner of the sofa I started pulling out her slack. She had neat legs and her panty was a match with her bra. Her sides had signs of some rest and the flap was beginning to appear. After removing her slack I mounted on top of the sofa and began kissing her again. She slid under me and her legs crossed over my ass.
I kissed and kissed, our mouths were melting and the saliva was one. Kissing her ears with my tongue I reached her cleavage and she reached to pull her bra strap. Stopping her I sucked her tits with the bra on. The netting on her bra gave her added currents and aroused her more and she was squeezing me with her legs and her vagina was leaping towards my hard hot hammer as she leapt in ecstasy. She pulled my t shirt out and wanted to feel my chest to her boobs. I worked on both her tits profusely sucking them and now because of the heat and wetness of my tongue her tits were visible from out. She was clasping me and leaping in joy and urged me to fuck her, she said, you bull please enter me, please give me, please fuck me fuuuuuuucccck me fuuuuuccck me. She kept leaping as I worked furiously on her tits and removing her strap I got hold of both her magnificent boobs and now worked more furiously.
She leapt in joy and pain and screamed for her coming. I went down and pulled her panty out her vegetation was unshaven and her clitoris red as a chili her fleshy cunt was oozing the juice from her fruit and my head got buried into her fruit tasting the nectar. I licked her to and fro and kept entering her cunt with my tongue. Then sucking her clitoris made to and fro movements into her fruit. She kept leaping in ecstasy and was working on her tits herself. Her tongue was out and she was licking her finger tips and even biting them. Mounting her again I unzipped my jeans and out came my hammer red hot and twitching. Prima rose to gulp it and started licking it from all sides. She licked and licked and made moaning sounds as she licked. It was like MMMMMMMhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmhhhhhhh,pathukaeee.kuttaaaa..nalla sugammm. within minutes she was wanting more and more again working on her tits I moved lower to her navel and sucked it dry and licked it. She begged me with her widespread legs to penetrate her. She said, please please rock me,.aaah.. kill me, and kill me. I want to die; I want to die pppppllllllleeeesssssseee fuck me. I went off the sofa and positioning me with my knee grabbed her by her thighs and entered her she gave a jerk towards me and started moving her body to and fro.
I started rocking her and slowly and she urged me to fuck her hard she said. Harder kill I kill me. I gathered pace and fucked her till she cried in pain and wanted more and more I kept fucking her and she kept moaning her hands were holding the sofa from the sides as I was really rocking her hard, the impact was moving the sofa and Prima was in tears. She wanted to drink me and shouted please let me drink you, you are a sex demon and I want to drink you. Please let me have you. as I kept rocking her cunt with thud my hammer wanted to explode and I came out of her fruit and embracing her brought her to the floor, as we lay on the floor Prima came over my head and sat with her cunt on my head and leapt towards my hammer.
She got hold of my hammer and sucked it like you suck marrow out of a bone. And her clitoris was in my mouth and I sucked it like crazy. Prima kept sucking my cock to and fro, her boobs were thudding in my under belly and stomach area, she moaned and made heavenly sounds as she sucked my cock and then there was an explosion in her mouth and she was in ecstasy and screamed oh God Oh God this is heaven this is nirvana. The nirvana was coming from my sucking of her cunt, I was in leaping joy because of her sucking and in my joy I wanted to make her go mad by revering her clitoris, my tongue made crazy movements into her cunt and she came the second time into my mouth we kept sucking every drop of our juices until there was no drop left. Inverting she fell into my arms on the floor and we kissed each other rolling on the floor.
As we slept for a while we got up caressing each other and kissing each other I inverted her into a doggy position and lubricating her with my sputum penetrated her rear she screamed in pain but as I rocked her she began to enjoy it and started working on her right tits herself. I fucked her two more times before 5 pm and Prima said that in her life of 34 years this was the only day worth living for. She begged me to come back soon and fuck her. She wanted me to stay, she even thought of a reason to explain to her kids. I kissed her and told her to relax as I was very close to her house and will return to fuck her again, again, and again.
It was a rainy Saturday and as the rain relented I went to pay my insurance premium as it was the last day. The Q at the counter was surprisingly long and as I was entering a lady came from the side and stood in the line in front of me. The power was gone and the clerk had to manually issue temporary receipts to the customers and it was really taking time. The lady was reading her premium slip and over her shoulder I could read her name and address. She was a smart female whitish in complexion very attractive figure and bright eyes. Full and medium boobs, I could get a view from her shoulder. She was wearing a green sari with matching blouse and a red border. She was having some difficulty in reading some details provided on her slip and she turned back and looked at me right in the eye and asked me to explain it to her. I was in a collared t shirt with all buttons open, due to the size the buttons were coming off frequently.
The lady looked at my open chest with hair and then sized me up to my flat stomach. She looked interested as I started explaining her details of her slip. She asked about what I did and where I lived. I found out she lived very close to my house, where I went for my jogging and exercises. I told her how close we lived and pat came an invitation to visit her. Giving her number she asked me to give a call before making a visit. As her turn came to pay the premium she was in need of some change which of course I had and did the needful. She waited for me to pay my premium and we both took the stairs down the building. Prima asked me about my routine for training and if I could give her some tips. She was married and husband was a stock broker in Mumbai came to Kerala once in 3 months sometimes not so. Her elder daughter was in the 6th standard and her younger daughter in the 4th STD. As we went down her husband was waiting impatiently and started yelling at her for taking so much time. We wished goodbye and she left in her husband's car.
I saw an oldest looking man; probably her husband was a bit old for her. On Monday I called up her house but there was no response and in the afternoon again I tried and this time Prima picked up the phone and was overjoyed at my call. We exchanged pleasantries and spoke about general things. I asked her when I could come and see her. She said Wednesday she was free and I could come and meet her then. I told if she wanted some fitness lessons, she agreed. On Wednesday I called her up and was ringing the door bell of her apartment. She opened the door to a beautiful and very cool house with marble all over. The white linen and upholstery suggested a very good taste. I was in a black jean and a dark blue t shirt. The t shirt was tight and my body was sizeable in it. The jeans fit were also tight.
Prima looked stunning with her wet loose hair, she was wearing a cotton cream colored sari with matching blouse. She led me into the sitting room and as we sat she excused and came back with a glass of flavored milk with honey. Sipping the energy drink I asked her how she spent her time and she said that life was boring and she was looking for something to do. I asked her if she was interested in getting more fit and keeping fit she was excited at the offer and wanted me to help her. She came and sat on the same sofa as I was sitting and asked me what to do first. I told her she would have to change it would be impossible in a sari and if she had tights or a sports outfit it would help. She sprang up and came back with a purple colored slack and asked me if it was ok I nodded. I watched her walk to her bedroom which was behind me and only a part of it was visible. I turned and kept looking in the direction and I could see her sari being removed, my inquisitiveness led me to get behind the sofa and take a proper look and there she was just about to untie her petticoat she did so and the petticoat fell to the floor.
She had the most amazing shape and her tight panty made her ass come out at the sides she wore the slack and then started unbuttoning her blouse I had only the back view and she quickly got into a t shirt. I returned to my place as she came asking me how she looked in t shirt and slack. I told her that she looked five years younger and stunning. She came blushing and sat close to me. I asked her what kind of bra she was wearing; she had a surprise look on her face and told me it was so and so. I requested her if I could take a look at her bra. She led me to her bedroom and showed me a bra from her cupboard. I explained her I wanted to see the bra on her body, as it was important for a proper exercise. She felt shy but agreed to let me have a look from behind. I nodded and there she was right in her bedroom and out of her t shirt. Her back was really in a good shape and her ass was beautiful oval.
She asked me whether it was ok, I went close to her and held her hand from behind and turned her face towards me. She was feeling shy and looked down in her shyness. I looked at her cleavage, a beautiful and full breast with the dark nipples visible through her loose netted bra. I lifted her face and kissed her on her forehead and could feel a current run through her. I embraced her and this time she reciprocated and held me tight. After a big squeeze I again looked at her face and kissed her lips the lips just opened for me in waiting and she responded with equal zeal. We kissed, kissed and kissed standing in the middle of the room. I lifted her from the floor and led her to the sofa. Making her sit in one corner of the sofa I started pulling out her slack. She had neat legs and her panty was a match with her bra. Her sides had signs of some rest and the flap was beginning to appear. After removing her slack I mounted on top of the sofa and began kissing her again. She slid under me and her legs crossed over my ass.
I kissed and kissed, our mouths were melting and the saliva was one. Kissing her ears with my tongue I reached her cleavage and she reached to pull her bra strap. Stopping her I sucked her tits with the bra on. The netting on her bra gave her added currents and aroused her more and she was squeezing me with her legs and her vagina was leaping towards my hard hot hammer as she leapt in ecstasy. She pulled my t shirt out and wanted to feel my chest to her boobs. I worked on both her tits profusely sucking them and now because of the heat and wetness of my tongue her tits were visible from out. She was clasping me and leaping in joy and urged me to fuck her, she said, you bull please enter me, please give me, please fuck me fuuuuuuucccck me fuuuuuccck me. She kept leaping as I worked furiously on her tits and removing her strap I got hold of both her magnificent boobs and now worked more furiously.
She leapt in joy and pain and screamed for her coming. I went down and pulled her panty out her vegetation was unshaven and her clitoris red as a chili her fleshy cunt was oozing the juice from her fruit and my head got buried into her fruit tasting the nectar. I licked her to and fro and kept entering her cunt with my tongue. Then sucking her clitoris made to and fro movements into her fruit. She kept leaping in ecstasy and was working on her tits herself. Her tongue was out and she was licking her finger tips and even biting them. Mounting her again I unzipped my jeans and out came my hammer red hot and twitching. Prima rose to gulp it and started licking it from all sides. She licked and licked and made moaning sounds as she licked. It was like MMMMMMMhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmhhhhhhh,pathukaeee.kuttaaaa..nalla sugammm. within minutes she was wanting more and more again working on her tits I moved lower to her navel and sucked it dry and licked it. She begged me with her widespread legs to penetrate her. She said, please please rock me,.aaah.. kill me, and kill me. I want to die; I want to die pppppllllllleeeesssssseee fuck me. I went off the sofa and positioning me with my knee grabbed her by her thighs and entered her she gave a jerk towards me and started moving her body to and fro.
I started rocking her and slowly and she urged me to fuck her hard she said. Harder kill I kill me. I gathered pace and fucked her till she cried in pain and wanted more and more I kept fucking her and she kept moaning her hands were holding the sofa from the sides as I was really rocking her hard, the impact was moving the sofa and Prima was in tears. She wanted to drink me and shouted please let me drink you, you are a sex demon and I want to drink you. Please let me have you. as I kept rocking her cunt with thud my hammer wanted to explode and I came out of her fruit and embracing her brought her to the floor, as we lay on the floor Prima came over my head and sat with her cunt on my head and leapt towards my hammer.
She got hold of my hammer and sucked it like you suck marrow out of a bone. And her clitoris was in my mouth and I sucked it like crazy. Prima kept sucking my cock to and fro, her boobs were thudding in my under belly and stomach area, she moaned and made heavenly sounds as she sucked my cock and then there was an explosion in her mouth and she was in ecstasy and screamed oh God Oh God this is heaven this is nirvana. The nirvana was coming from my sucking of her cunt, I was in leaping joy because of her sucking and in my joy I wanted to make her go mad by revering her clitoris, my tongue made crazy movements into her cunt and she came the second time into my mouth we kept sucking every drop of our juices until there was no drop left. Inverting she fell into my arms on the floor and we kissed each other rolling on the floor.
As we slept for a while we got up caressing each other and kissing each other I inverted her into a doggy position and lubricating her with my sputum penetrated her rear she screamed in pain but as I rocked her she began to enjoy it and started working on her right tits herself. I fucked her two more times before 5 pm and Prima said that in her life of 34 years this was the only day worth living for. She begged me to come back soon and fuck her. She wanted me to stay, she even thought of a reason to explain to her kids. I kissed her and told her to relax as I was very close to her house and will return to fuck her again, again, and again.
A lesson learnt
"All right class, since college’s out in three minutes, you can use this time to chat. The assignment is to read pages 52 to 63 and write a response to it." That was me, Miss Anjali Sharma; english teacher and ordinary nice person. I am 23 years old and have been teaching since I graduated from college was about three years ago. I have black hair that goes down to the small of my back. I’m about 5’7" and a little bit under weight. I don’t think I’m very pretty, but that’s not what other people say.
The bell rang and everybody jumped up from their seats. Sadna Malhotra, a very attractive young woman of 18 came up to me. Now, I am not the kind of person who cares about rumors very much, but I had heard from other people that Sadna was a very loose girl. That doesn’t particularly strike me as funny, but I always giggle like mad whenever I think about it. I tried to keep a straight face as I asked her what she needed.
"Miss Sharma?"
"Yes?"
"Could I, stay after college today and work with you. I mean, you know how my grades are pretty bad and everything…" She trailed off and looked at me hopefully with her baby browns. Now that was only half true. While she had a ‘C-‘ if she didn’t turn in this project that we were working on, her grade drop to a very definite ’F.’
"Of course Sadna. What do you want to work on?"
The door clicked shut as the last person left the room. Sadna was wearing a tight cream salwaar kharta embroidered with gold strands and white dupatta. She had a v-neck on the kharta that exposed abit of cleavage at the top when she leant forward. Her black hair was pulled back into a simple ponytail. If you looked more closely at the v-neck, you could see her black bra poking out over her generous breasts.
We sat down at two of the desks and got to work. She was a smart girl and seemed to pick up stuff pretty well. When I asked her what she was doing for our class project however, she blushed and said that she hadn’t started on it yet. After about half an hour of work, she winded up standing over me on my left side with her right arm around my shoulder. I turned to say something to her and got a generous look down her salwaar. I moved, or tried to, but I was already pushed back against the backrest of the seat. She moved quickly and I found myself with her sitting directly in my lap. Each of her legs were straddling my lap and she had her hands around the back of my neck. She leaned forward and whispered into my ear with the sexiest voice I have ever heard.
"Miss Sharma, is there any other way I can get an 'A' in your class?"
With that, she leaned back and took off her salwaar. I got my second look at her bra. It was fairly lacy with about three fourths coverage. I could see her nipples underneath the black fabric. They were an erotic dark chocolate color. She let go of her salwaar and it wafted gently to the floor. She grasped the back of my head and pushed it to her chest.
"Miss Sharma?" She queried, "If I make love to you, will you give me an 'A' in your class?"
I tried to say something but my throat was so dry that I could only manage a feeble nod. I could smell the perfume on her chest and could hear her heart thumping away. The smells and sounds were really turning me on. It was amazing how such little things gave such extreme responses.She climbed off me and tugged on the straps of her bra. Her fleshy breasts jiggled in a wonderful little dance. She told me to go and sit in my chair with my legs parted. I went as she commanded, feeling my nipples become stiff with apprehension. She set me down and started to unravel my saree. She kissed her way closer to my waistline. When she got to where the saree was tucked into my petticoat she grasped it in her hands and pulled it out completely.
Now my saree was hanging open and I was completely exposed save for my bra and below my waist.She pushed my petticoat up so it was all around my belly button. I felt suprised to see myself slightly wet. Sadna grasped my filmy bikini underwear and tugged at it. It slid easily over my legs and down to my ankles. She told me to hold her tits. I was trembling since I have never had an experience like this before. I slid my hands down her shoulders and cupped her breasts in my hands. I was amazed to see how erect her nipples were and the wonderful feeling it was to have another woman’s private parts in my hands. It appeared she was enjoying this more than I was. Now, I don’t have a whole lot of pubic hair. I keep it trimmed very short in a little diamond shape. This seemed only to please my student even more. She looked up at me and gave out a very evil grin. She stuck her tongue out tenderly and licked the top of my pussy just above the hair line. Oh god what a feeling, I made a light moan and grabbed her breasts without control. She entered me and lightly probed around. It appeared she had done this before. It was an amazing feeling. I could feel this tensing muscle inside me, probing. Sometimes it would harden, and sometimes it would just lick. There was a slight tingle inside my womb as I could feel the beginning of an orgasm but it was about a good five minutes away. I wanted her so badly and I moaned, willing for her to continue.
"Suck me," I said. "Take my clit and rub it."
Silently she obeyed. She hadn’t left my pussy since she had first entered it. I was very close to coming now. Just a few more strokes with the tongue and I would be over the edge. Past the point of no desirable return. I told her that I was about to come and she just went faster. Faster. Oh my how dare she go faster? It was not fair that a person of such youth should be able to make women come so powerfully. Yes, and powerful it was, for when I came, I thrust my hips upward so as to force every bit of her mouth inside me. She made a little giggle as my sweet juices rained down on her. I have tasted my juices before for other men but have never had another woman taste them.
"Do- do they taste good?" I moaned. My clit was still hard and I wanted to come again.
"Yes," she whispered. "They are delicious. But you are all wet, I must clean you."
With that she dove into me again. I don’t think that I will ever get over that feeling of complete and total ecstasy that I felt when she pushed her wet tongue into my crack. Unthinkingly, I took my left hand and placed it on her nipple. I remember being so suprised because it was the hardest thing I have ever felt except for maybe a rock. That single nipple was such a turn on itself. I took that solitary nipple with my forefinger and thumb and pressed it. She gasped inside me, letting the air in her lungs out in a big whoosh. I felt that hot air go inside me and just marveled at the fullness of it. I wanted that again so I took my other hand and did the same thing with her other nipple. Now I had two bits of erotic stone captured between my fingers. I took those pieces of rock, and I yanked on them.
Inside me, Sadna screamed. I tugged on those two nipples, pulling her forward into my pussy. She came forward eagerly and gummed into my clit. I mean this literally. She pulled her lips over her teeth and bit. Then, when it was firm between her lips she licked the tip of it that was in her mouth. Oh that brought me over the edge so fast. I came, practically ripping her nipples off her chest. Over and over the feeling of unrelenting pleasure flew throughout my body. I could taste the sweat running down my face and into my mouth. I could feel my ass gliding over the seat from the juices and sweat mixing to form a wonderful lubricant. Oh my yes, and I could feel her moaning. Moaning inside me, begging for me to keep pulling her nipples. I took those nipples, and I pulled them up to my mouth. There was a tiny protest from Sadna that she was supposed to be pleasuring me, but that quickly stopped when I closed my mouth over her puckering nipple. Protests turned to whimpers, whimpers to gasps, and gasps to screams as I forced her orgasm without even touching her pussy. Now you might ask, where were her fingers while I pleasured her left breast? Well, my dear, those wonderful fingers were inside me probing and forcing me to keep licking her tit. Pleasure her I did, for I didn’t stop licking her for an instant.We slipped and slided over my chair, and winded up on the floor, kissing each other so passionately. Our pussy hair rubbed against each other’s and we pressed them together willing the exchange of juices to take place.
I wanted to come again. I told her to make me come or I won’t give her an ‘A’. She moaned back to me that she didn’t even care about the grade anymore, she just wanted to fuck me. She laid down on her back and opened her mouth. Her tongue, glistening with my spit and juices more than her own saliva, was licking her lips suggestively. I got on all fours and lowered myself into her. Facing her pussy, I desired to watch what happened to her as she orally fucked another woman.
From the sight of it, her pussy enjoyed it as much as I did. It was hard to keep my eyes open with the pleasure I was receiving. She moved her legs around, letting her juices flow out of her and soak my carpet. Soon, I couldn’t take the sight anymore. I leaned forward and put my mouth over her soaking slit. As I kissed her wonderful sex for the first time, I heard her scream and felt her arch her back. I saw her clitoris practically fly out of her slit to greet me.
"Suck me!" screamed her clitoris, "suck me now!!!"
I was almost too happy to oblige. I sent my mouth downward, and entered her. As I stuck my tongue into her pussy, I felt a wonderful swelling and soon my mouth was full of sticky sweet juices. I had made a girl come! Oh god that was more a turn on than anyone can possibly imagine. I didn’t stop there however, while I was impossibly close to coming myself, I wanted her to have mutual satisfaction. We must achieve orgasm at the same time. I know it is so, it is written in the books. So plunge into her I did. Relishing our sixty-nine and making it work. A while later, it could have been thirty seconds it could have been three minutes, both of us were bucking wildly forcing our tongues farther and farther into each others pussy. We came so hard that I was suprised someone in the college didn’t hear. She got an ‘A+’ on her report card.
The bell rang and everybody jumped up from their seats. Sadna Malhotra, a very attractive young woman of 18 came up to me. Now, I am not the kind of person who cares about rumors very much, but I had heard from other people that Sadna was a very loose girl. That doesn’t particularly strike me as funny, but I always giggle like mad whenever I think about it. I tried to keep a straight face as I asked her what she needed.
"Miss Sharma?"
"Yes?"
"Could I, stay after college today and work with you. I mean, you know how my grades are pretty bad and everything…" She trailed off and looked at me hopefully with her baby browns. Now that was only half true. While she had a ‘C-‘ if she didn’t turn in this project that we were working on, her grade drop to a very definite ’F.’
"Of course Sadna. What do you want to work on?"
The door clicked shut as the last person left the room. Sadna was wearing a tight cream salwaar kharta embroidered with gold strands and white dupatta. She had a v-neck on the kharta that exposed abit of cleavage at the top when she leant forward. Her black hair was pulled back into a simple ponytail. If you looked more closely at the v-neck, you could see her black bra poking out over her generous breasts.
We sat down at two of the desks and got to work. She was a smart girl and seemed to pick up stuff pretty well. When I asked her what she was doing for our class project however, she blushed and said that she hadn’t started on it yet. After about half an hour of work, she winded up standing over me on my left side with her right arm around my shoulder. I turned to say something to her and got a generous look down her salwaar. I moved, or tried to, but I was already pushed back against the backrest of the seat. She moved quickly and I found myself with her sitting directly in my lap. Each of her legs were straddling my lap and she had her hands around the back of my neck. She leaned forward and whispered into my ear with the sexiest voice I have ever heard.
"Miss Sharma, is there any other way I can get an 'A' in your class?"
With that, she leaned back and took off her salwaar. I got my second look at her bra. It was fairly lacy with about three fourths coverage. I could see her nipples underneath the black fabric. They were an erotic dark chocolate color. She let go of her salwaar and it wafted gently to the floor. She grasped the back of my head and pushed it to her chest.
"Miss Sharma?" She queried, "If I make love to you, will you give me an 'A' in your class?"
I tried to say something but my throat was so dry that I could only manage a feeble nod. I could smell the perfume on her chest and could hear her heart thumping away. The smells and sounds were really turning me on. It was amazing how such little things gave such extreme responses.She climbed off me and tugged on the straps of her bra. Her fleshy breasts jiggled in a wonderful little dance. She told me to go and sit in my chair with my legs parted. I went as she commanded, feeling my nipples become stiff with apprehension. She set me down and started to unravel my saree. She kissed her way closer to my waistline. When she got to where the saree was tucked into my petticoat she grasped it in her hands and pulled it out completely.
Now my saree was hanging open and I was completely exposed save for my bra and below my waist.She pushed my petticoat up so it was all around my belly button. I felt suprised to see myself slightly wet. Sadna grasped my filmy bikini underwear and tugged at it. It slid easily over my legs and down to my ankles. She told me to hold her tits. I was trembling since I have never had an experience like this before. I slid my hands down her shoulders and cupped her breasts in my hands. I was amazed to see how erect her nipples were and the wonderful feeling it was to have another woman’s private parts in my hands. It appeared she was enjoying this more than I was. Now, I don’t have a whole lot of pubic hair. I keep it trimmed very short in a little diamond shape. This seemed only to please my student even more. She looked up at me and gave out a very evil grin. She stuck her tongue out tenderly and licked the top of my pussy just above the hair line. Oh god what a feeling, I made a light moan and grabbed her breasts without control. She entered me and lightly probed around. It appeared she had done this before. It was an amazing feeling. I could feel this tensing muscle inside me, probing. Sometimes it would harden, and sometimes it would just lick. There was a slight tingle inside my womb as I could feel the beginning of an orgasm but it was about a good five minutes away. I wanted her so badly and I moaned, willing for her to continue.
"Suck me," I said. "Take my clit and rub it."
Silently she obeyed. She hadn’t left my pussy since she had first entered it. I was very close to coming now. Just a few more strokes with the tongue and I would be over the edge. Past the point of no desirable return. I told her that I was about to come and she just went faster. Faster. Oh my how dare she go faster? It was not fair that a person of such youth should be able to make women come so powerfully. Yes, and powerful it was, for when I came, I thrust my hips upward so as to force every bit of her mouth inside me. She made a little giggle as my sweet juices rained down on her. I have tasted my juices before for other men but have never had another woman taste them.
"Do- do they taste good?" I moaned. My clit was still hard and I wanted to come again.
"Yes," she whispered. "They are delicious. But you are all wet, I must clean you."
With that she dove into me again. I don’t think that I will ever get over that feeling of complete and total ecstasy that I felt when she pushed her wet tongue into my crack. Unthinkingly, I took my left hand and placed it on her nipple. I remember being so suprised because it was the hardest thing I have ever felt except for maybe a rock. That single nipple was such a turn on itself. I took that solitary nipple with my forefinger and thumb and pressed it. She gasped inside me, letting the air in her lungs out in a big whoosh. I felt that hot air go inside me and just marveled at the fullness of it. I wanted that again so I took my other hand and did the same thing with her other nipple. Now I had two bits of erotic stone captured between my fingers. I took those pieces of rock, and I yanked on them.
Inside me, Sadna screamed. I tugged on those two nipples, pulling her forward into my pussy. She came forward eagerly and gummed into my clit. I mean this literally. She pulled her lips over her teeth and bit. Then, when it was firm between her lips she licked the tip of it that was in her mouth. Oh that brought me over the edge so fast. I came, practically ripping her nipples off her chest. Over and over the feeling of unrelenting pleasure flew throughout my body. I could taste the sweat running down my face and into my mouth. I could feel my ass gliding over the seat from the juices and sweat mixing to form a wonderful lubricant. Oh my yes, and I could feel her moaning. Moaning inside me, begging for me to keep pulling her nipples. I took those nipples, and I pulled them up to my mouth. There was a tiny protest from Sadna that she was supposed to be pleasuring me, but that quickly stopped when I closed my mouth over her puckering nipple. Protests turned to whimpers, whimpers to gasps, and gasps to screams as I forced her orgasm without even touching her pussy. Now you might ask, where were her fingers while I pleasured her left breast? Well, my dear, those wonderful fingers were inside me probing and forcing me to keep licking her tit. Pleasure her I did, for I didn’t stop licking her for an instant.We slipped and slided over my chair, and winded up on the floor, kissing each other so passionately. Our pussy hair rubbed against each other’s and we pressed them together willing the exchange of juices to take place.
I wanted to come again. I told her to make me come or I won’t give her an ‘A’. She moaned back to me that she didn’t even care about the grade anymore, she just wanted to fuck me. She laid down on her back and opened her mouth. Her tongue, glistening with my spit and juices more than her own saliva, was licking her lips suggestively. I got on all fours and lowered myself into her. Facing her pussy, I desired to watch what happened to her as she orally fucked another woman.
From the sight of it, her pussy enjoyed it as much as I did. It was hard to keep my eyes open with the pleasure I was receiving. She moved her legs around, letting her juices flow out of her and soak my carpet. Soon, I couldn’t take the sight anymore. I leaned forward and put my mouth over her soaking slit. As I kissed her wonderful sex for the first time, I heard her scream and felt her arch her back. I saw her clitoris practically fly out of her slit to greet me.
"Suck me!" screamed her clitoris, "suck me now!!!"
I was almost too happy to oblige. I sent my mouth downward, and entered her. As I stuck my tongue into her pussy, I felt a wonderful swelling and soon my mouth was full of sticky sweet juices. I had made a girl come! Oh god that was more a turn on than anyone can possibly imagine. I didn’t stop there however, while I was impossibly close to coming myself, I wanted her to have mutual satisfaction. We must achieve orgasm at the same time. I know it is so, it is written in the books. So plunge into her I did. Relishing our sixty-nine and making it work. A while later, it could have been thirty seconds it could have been three minutes, both of us were bucking wildly forcing our tongues farther and farther into each others pussy. We came so hard that I was suprised someone in the college didn’t hear. She got an ‘A+’ on her report card.
My tution teacher
My name is Jitu & I am 21 years old. Mine is a true experience which I will recount now. It was 6 years back. I was born at Mumbai and I am Fair , Hieght 5.6 and a Smart Personality I was 16 at the time and struggling at school when one of my parents' friends suggested a tutor for me. The tutors name was Sharmila she had just left University with BCom and was looking for a stable job. In the meantime she was taking tution to bolster her finances.
She was 23 and very fair had long black hair tied in a bun, was about 36B-28-38, Hieght 5.4 ft , She had attractive featured face with light green catty eyes and charming charismatic smile. She wore proffessor type glasses and dressed fairly conservatively with hardly any makeup. She looked more like a bookworm than a stunner. She was definitely very intelligent and was a very strict tutor. If I raised my eyes slightly out of the books she would instantly shout or beat me with cane .Under the hard exterior was a soft hearted passionate beautiful women. I dreamt of her regularly, her hair down her glasses off, her face made up, in a skimpy wet clinging sari with no undergarments instead of the stiff starchy serious baggy type salwaar outfits that she wore. I wanted her so badly i wanted to tell her how I felt but I did not have the guts. It was near to my finals when I knew it was unlikely I was to see her again since she had got a posting in Pune that I thought I'd tried to have ago. I went over to her complex to see her about some last minte revision.
Im really worried miss I said as Sharmila watched over me on the exam questions I had brought. Nonsense she said you will be fine. Just follow the things we have covered and you will do well she smiled. Oh that smile melted me. As convincing as i could be I tried to look as upset as possible close to tears. I cannot take the pressure Miss as i buried my face in my hands. She came over and sat next to me putting her arms around me to console me. I moved my face to turn into her bossom feeling the warmth off her soft bossom. My cock going hard as i snuggled deeper into her tits. She held me tight. Theres nothing to worry about she said calmly. Im going to miss you miss. She gently began rocking me in her arms. It was now over never, I placed my hands on her hip. She made no move to remove it. So I gained more courage and started to stroke her inner thigh. Still no resistance and I advanced to her crotch my other hand now firmly massaging her breast.
Sharmila had now started kissing the top of my head as she rocked me. My hand was now on her pussy rubbing it. I got more of an approval when she moaned her legs opening wider allowing me better access. Sharmilas hands now reached for my jeans zip feeling my bulge as she opened them. She pulled my hard cock out from my underpants squeezing gently. This made it twitch like hell rocking back and forth. I started to tongue her mouth kissing hungrily at her lips. She removed her glasses, lowering her head licking the full length of my shaft from pubic bone upto tip of the head. Oh my this was incredible, eventually she took my tip in her warm moist mouth sucking it like her favorite lollypop. I had now opened the front of her salwaar gaining access to her braless soft breasts. The more i pulled her nipples the more she moaned. Her mouth now began to engulf the full length of my rod varying her strokes from deep to the back of her throat to half length sucks whilst fiddling with my balls and pubic hair. I didn't think i was going to hold out much longer when she suddenly stopped. She quickly stood up pulling down her salwaar kurta and pyjamas to reveal her white panties with a damp spot over her slit. She stood astride and guided my hands ferom her breats to her panties and help me take them of her. When she stepped out of the panties I could see her pink moist fleshy innards of her juicy cunt as her cunt lips parted for a few seconds.
She was not as hairy as I had thought. She pushed her pussy into my face its your turn big boy as she grabbed my cock for some hand action to stop it from going limp. I grabbed her buttocks tight and ran the tip of my tongue along the folds of her juicy cunt. She moaned loud grinding her pussy deeper into my face. My hand began rubbing the nub of her hardened clit making her twitch wildly all over I could feel her climax all over like an electric current had passed right through her. My reward was a face full of her tasty juices. I gave her pussy even more attention sucking her piss flaps and lapping her juices like a hungry dog. Eventually i started entering her with one finger then to building a quick rhythm. She was bucking my fingers violently. Oh you bastard she screamed, oh you fucking lovely bastard. I was so turned on that this strict tutor spoke such foul language. She could not take my onslaught on her pussy any longer fuck me she cried, fuck my pussy. Put your hard cock in me. I want you. She straddled me gently lowering herself on my cock, slowly her pussy folds engulfing my love meat. That feeling is so amazing its undescribable. We were both soaked with sweat. She used her full weight with each thrust down whilst I grabbed her lovely curvy bigs hips to cause my cock to go as deep in as it could. Her vaginal walls were clasping tight to my cock, her breasts at the mercy of my searching mouth. She had one of her hands on my balls whilst her other hand had reached under my arse. She moaned abuse in Hindi as we fucked, bastard, cunt, cock, pussy basically everything. She knew she was driving me crazy with her foul mouth because she was always clean spoken as my tutor even when she was angry. She was very good at rotating and grinding her hips.
Eventually we came together our bodies convulsing in extasy. We held each other tight, kissing. After we got changed she saw me to the door, look you will do fine she said kissing me as the neighbours watched, I will miss you she said, a single tear running down her cheek. That was the last time I saw her. Not surprisingly I aced all my exams and got the top marks in my class.Now thats what I call an education. Now she is married and gone to Pune and we can't have any chance again.
She was 23 and very fair had long black hair tied in a bun, was about 36B-28-38, Hieght 5.4 ft , She had attractive featured face with light green catty eyes and charming charismatic smile. She wore proffessor type glasses and dressed fairly conservatively with hardly any makeup. She looked more like a bookworm than a stunner. She was definitely very intelligent and was a very strict tutor. If I raised my eyes slightly out of the books she would instantly shout or beat me with cane .Under the hard exterior was a soft hearted passionate beautiful women. I dreamt of her regularly, her hair down her glasses off, her face made up, in a skimpy wet clinging sari with no undergarments instead of the stiff starchy serious baggy type salwaar outfits that she wore. I wanted her so badly i wanted to tell her how I felt but I did not have the guts. It was near to my finals when I knew it was unlikely I was to see her again since she had got a posting in Pune that I thought I'd tried to have ago. I went over to her complex to see her about some last minte revision.
Im really worried miss I said as Sharmila watched over me on the exam questions I had brought. Nonsense she said you will be fine. Just follow the things we have covered and you will do well she smiled. Oh that smile melted me. As convincing as i could be I tried to look as upset as possible close to tears. I cannot take the pressure Miss as i buried my face in my hands. She came over and sat next to me putting her arms around me to console me. I moved my face to turn into her bossom feeling the warmth off her soft bossom. My cock going hard as i snuggled deeper into her tits. She held me tight. Theres nothing to worry about she said calmly. Im going to miss you miss. She gently began rocking me in her arms. It was now over never, I placed my hands on her hip. She made no move to remove it. So I gained more courage and started to stroke her inner thigh. Still no resistance and I advanced to her crotch my other hand now firmly massaging her breast.
Sharmila had now started kissing the top of my head as she rocked me. My hand was now on her pussy rubbing it. I got more of an approval when she moaned her legs opening wider allowing me better access. Sharmilas hands now reached for my jeans zip feeling my bulge as she opened them. She pulled my hard cock out from my underpants squeezing gently. This made it twitch like hell rocking back and forth. I started to tongue her mouth kissing hungrily at her lips. She removed her glasses, lowering her head licking the full length of my shaft from pubic bone upto tip of the head. Oh my this was incredible, eventually she took my tip in her warm moist mouth sucking it like her favorite lollypop. I had now opened the front of her salwaar gaining access to her braless soft breasts. The more i pulled her nipples the more she moaned. Her mouth now began to engulf the full length of my rod varying her strokes from deep to the back of her throat to half length sucks whilst fiddling with my balls and pubic hair. I didn't think i was going to hold out much longer when she suddenly stopped. She quickly stood up pulling down her salwaar kurta and pyjamas to reveal her white panties with a damp spot over her slit. She stood astride and guided my hands ferom her breats to her panties and help me take them of her. When she stepped out of the panties I could see her pink moist fleshy innards of her juicy cunt as her cunt lips parted for a few seconds.
She was not as hairy as I had thought. She pushed her pussy into my face its your turn big boy as she grabbed my cock for some hand action to stop it from going limp. I grabbed her buttocks tight and ran the tip of my tongue along the folds of her juicy cunt. She moaned loud grinding her pussy deeper into my face. My hand began rubbing the nub of her hardened clit making her twitch wildly all over I could feel her climax all over like an electric current had passed right through her. My reward was a face full of her tasty juices. I gave her pussy even more attention sucking her piss flaps and lapping her juices like a hungry dog. Eventually i started entering her with one finger then to building a quick rhythm. She was bucking my fingers violently. Oh you bastard she screamed, oh you fucking lovely bastard. I was so turned on that this strict tutor spoke such foul language. She could not take my onslaught on her pussy any longer fuck me she cried, fuck my pussy. Put your hard cock in me. I want you. She straddled me gently lowering herself on my cock, slowly her pussy folds engulfing my love meat. That feeling is so amazing its undescribable. We were both soaked with sweat. She used her full weight with each thrust down whilst I grabbed her lovely curvy bigs hips to cause my cock to go as deep in as it could. Her vaginal walls were clasping tight to my cock, her breasts at the mercy of my searching mouth. She had one of her hands on my balls whilst her other hand had reached under my arse. She moaned abuse in Hindi as we fucked, bastard, cunt, cock, pussy basically everything. She knew she was driving me crazy with her foul mouth because she was always clean spoken as my tutor even when she was angry. She was very good at rotating and grinding her hips.
Eventually we came together our bodies convulsing in extasy. We held each other tight, kissing. After we got changed she saw me to the door, look you will do fine she said kissing me as the neighbours watched, I will miss you she said, a single tear running down her cheek. That was the last time I saw her. Not surprisingly I aced all my exams and got the top marks in my class.Now thats what I call an education. Now she is married and gone to Pune and we can't have any chance again.
The Trainer
Lilly lolled in the tub, letting the soothing hot waters rinse away the aches in her burning muscles!!! What a workout it had been, and Jack always pushed her a lot harder than she thought she could bear, but if you're going to do a triathlon you've got to be in tip top condition!!! "How ya feel, babe," he said with laugh while standing in front of the mirror and putting on his deodorant, "great workout, huh!?!" "Yeah," she sighed, "I think every muscle in my body is screaming for mercy, even my eyelids hurt!!!" He playfully reached down into the water and grabbed a handful of her pussy and asked kiddingly, "Even this muscle!?!" "Oh, Jack," she gasped, "you know how I get after a workout, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyyyyyyy!!!" "Of course I do," he replied softly while burrowing his finger into her tight shaved vagina, "why do you think I came in here, to check out the fixtures!?!"
"Jack," she said while admonishing him, "d-don't start something you can't finish!!!" "You mean like this," he asked while twisting his finger all around the inside of her cunt, "cuz if that's what you mean, don't worry about it, I can do this all night!!!" Now she was like the puppet on the hand of a puppeteer, responding to each and every one of his moves by jerking her pussy around to follow insistent index finger!!! "Lilly," he asked softly while continuing his probing, "you seem to require a lot of orgasms to keep you going, I wonder why that is?!?" "I don't know," she said with a groan, "I just do, p-please don't stop, oh you do me so well!!!" "Ya know," he said a matter of factly, "I have theory about this, would you care to hear about it!?!" "Theory," she gasped, "I don't give a fuck about any theory, I just wanna cum a lot, that's all!!!" "Mmmmm, I'm a little disappointed in you, babe," he said with a shake of his head, "you'd think you'd be more interested in why you cum so much!!!" "Sweet jesus, you're nuts," she fairly shrieked, "I'm on the fucking edge of having huge one and you're blithering on about some psycho-babbo theory that means fucking shit, now do my clit for me, you fucking sadist!!!"
"Say," he offered while ignoring her demand, "would you like to see my penis, I think it's getting pretty hard now, and if memory serves me correctly, you're quite the little cockhound, aren't you!?!" As he was scrunched down along side the tub, his pecker was out of her sight, and just hearing him talk about his erection drove her absolutely batty causing her to plead, "Jack, if you show it to me I'll suck it off, please, let me see it, please!!!" His finger was now sliding all over her bucking cunt, everywhere that is except on her hard little clitoris, which was standing erect and practically begging for attention, so he softly replied, "Why should I show it to you, you act as if sucking me off would be doing me a favor, when that's what you really want in the first place!!!" "You bastard," she spat, "you always keep me on the edge for as long as you can, can't you just for once let me have it without having to beg for it!?!?" He stared at her pretty face for a moment or two and then with a shake of his head replied, "No, I can't!!!
This give and take went on for another ten minutes until he was sure she couldn't take anymore, and then he offered, "Come on, Lilly, out of the tub and you can have my pecker to suck on, okay!?!" Grabbing her by the arm, he carefully helped her to her feet, where upon seeing his cock, she practically leaped out of the tub, and taking it directly into her warm mouth while furiously frigging her hot wet clit with her own finger!!! Lilly had the body of a swimmer, long and lean with small upturned breasts and a tight hard bottom that almost begged to be spanked!!! "Baby," he asked quietly, "after I shoot it into your mouth, I'm going to take you over my knee and spank your cute little ass, what do you think about that!?!" What she thought about it was evident without her even answering him, her mouth went into overdrive, and soon he was spurting a hot load of spunk deep into her waiting mouth, which of course triggered her own orgasm as her whole body shook as it was wracked by wave after wave of intense pleasure!!!
She was about to collapse to the floor when he caught her by the arm and led her into the bedroom where he sat down and laid her gently over his lap with her still damp ass in the air!!! He loved her ass more that anything about her, cuz it was hard and soft all at the same time, and although it was something he never really could figure out, he never tired from trying!!! Mmmmmmm, baby," he sighed while softly caressing her two firm cheeks, "you have the cutest, tightest ass I've ever seen, and I never get tired of doing this," while out of the blue he raised his hand and brought it down with a resounding whack against the quivering flesh!!! " Owweeeeee," she moaned loudly as he began his rhythmic stroking, "t-that hurts so good, oh god it hurts, but don't stop, please don't stop!!!" Her bottom quickly turned a bright shade of red as he continued to assault the pliable skin that quivered with each stroke, which in turn caused big tears to roll down her cheeks as the pain intensified!!! Again he started playing word games when he asked, "What hurts more, when I tan your pretty little ass, or when your lungs and muscles are burning up in the final stages of the 5K race!?!" "I-I don't know," she stammered "it's a different kind of pain!!!" "Hhhmmmm, that's funny," he replied, "I always thought pain was pain, explain the difference to me, will you please!!!"
"It just is," she gasped, "they both hurt, but differently!!!" "You already told me that," he replied softly as he continued stroking, "but what is the real difference, come on now, you can tell me!?!" "W-when I'm running," she stammered, "it just hurts, but when you're spanking me, I can feel it in my, you know what I mean!?!" "Uh, no, I don't know," he replied innocently, "you'll have to be more specific!!!" Now beginning to puff and breath shallowly, she barely replied, "In my pussy, you asshole, I can feel it in my pussy when you're spanking me!!!" "Oh, really," he answered back, "like can you feel it right now!?!" "Jesus, yes," she shrieked, "just touch it, once, I'm fucking dripping!!!" "Why should I," he replied, "you already came in the bathroom, you don't really need to do it again do you!?!" "I've always know it," she said with a groan, "you really are a fucking sadist, you know how I am and you still torture me, I can't fucking stand it, I'm gonna go crazy!!!"
He knew it was time now, and with one powerful motion, he took her by the waist, threw her face down on the bed, and quickly mounted her from the rear and took like a wild animal, hard and fast, making her scream in ecstasy as he viciously fucked her until they both were rocked by simultaneous climaxes that left them both completely spent, with him lying on top of her as they both tried to recover from one of the truly most draining orgasms of their lives!!!
He finally found the strength to rollover on his back and say, "It's a good thing we're both in training, or I think that last one might have killed us, and by the way, do you still think I'm a sadist!?!" She leaned over and kissed him softly on the mouth and replied, "Just a good one, just a good one!!!"
"Jack," she said while admonishing him, "d-don't start something you can't finish!!!" "You mean like this," he asked while twisting his finger all around the inside of her cunt, "cuz if that's what you mean, don't worry about it, I can do this all night!!!" Now she was like the puppet on the hand of a puppeteer, responding to each and every one of his moves by jerking her pussy around to follow insistent index finger!!! "Lilly," he asked softly while continuing his probing, "you seem to require a lot of orgasms to keep you going, I wonder why that is?!?" "I don't know," she said with a groan, "I just do, p-please don't stop, oh you do me so well!!!" "Ya know," he said a matter of factly, "I have theory about this, would you care to hear about it!?!" "Theory," she gasped, "I don't give a fuck about any theory, I just wanna cum a lot, that's all!!!" "Mmmmm, I'm a little disappointed in you, babe," he said with a shake of his head, "you'd think you'd be more interested in why you cum so much!!!" "Sweet jesus, you're nuts," she fairly shrieked, "I'm on the fucking edge of having huge one and you're blithering on about some psycho-babbo theory that means fucking shit, now do my clit for me, you fucking sadist!!!"
"Say," he offered while ignoring her demand, "would you like to see my penis, I think it's getting pretty hard now, and if memory serves me correctly, you're quite the little cockhound, aren't you!?!" As he was scrunched down along side the tub, his pecker was out of her sight, and just hearing him talk about his erection drove her absolutely batty causing her to plead, "Jack, if you show it to me I'll suck it off, please, let me see it, please!!!" His finger was now sliding all over her bucking cunt, everywhere that is except on her hard little clitoris, which was standing erect and practically begging for attention, so he softly replied, "Why should I show it to you, you act as if sucking me off would be doing me a favor, when that's what you really want in the first place!!!" "You bastard," she spat, "you always keep me on the edge for as long as you can, can't you just for once let me have it without having to beg for it!?!?" He stared at her pretty face for a moment or two and then with a shake of his head replied, "No, I can't!!!
This give and take went on for another ten minutes until he was sure she couldn't take anymore, and then he offered, "Come on, Lilly, out of the tub and you can have my pecker to suck on, okay!?!" Grabbing her by the arm, he carefully helped her to her feet, where upon seeing his cock, she practically leaped out of the tub, and taking it directly into her warm mouth while furiously frigging her hot wet clit with her own finger!!! Lilly had the body of a swimmer, long and lean with small upturned breasts and a tight hard bottom that almost begged to be spanked!!! "Baby," he asked quietly, "after I shoot it into your mouth, I'm going to take you over my knee and spank your cute little ass, what do you think about that!?!" What she thought about it was evident without her even answering him, her mouth went into overdrive, and soon he was spurting a hot load of spunk deep into her waiting mouth, which of course triggered her own orgasm as her whole body shook as it was wracked by wave after wave of intense pleasure!!!
She was about to collapse to the floor when he caught her by the arm and led her into the bedroom where he sat down and laid her gently over his lap with her still damp ass in the air!!! He loved her ass more that anything about her, cuz it was hard and soft all at the same time, and although it was something he never really could figure out, he never tired from trying!!! Mmmmmmm, baby," he sighed while softly caressing her two firm cheeks, "you have the cutest, tightest ass I've ever seen, and I never get tired of doing this," while out of the blue he raised his hand and brought it down with a resounding whack against the quivering flesh!!! " Owweeeeee," she moaned loudly as he began his rhythmic stroking, "t-that hurts so good, oh god it hurts, but don't stop, please don't stop!!!" Her bottom quickly turned a bright shade of red as he continued to assault the pliable skin that quivered with each stroke, which in turn caused big tears to roll down her cheeks as the pain intensified!!! Again he started playing word games when he asked, "What hurts more, when I tan your pretty little ass, or when your lungs and muscles are burning up in the final stages of the 5K race!?!" "I-I don't know," she stammered "it's a different kind of pain!!!" "Hhhmmmm, that's funny," he replied, "I always thought pain was pain, explain the difference to me, will you please!!!"
"It just is," she gasped, "they both hurt, but differently!!!" "You already told me that," he replied softly as he continued stroking, "but what is the real difference, come on now, you can tell me!?!" "W-when I'm running," she stammered, "it just hurts, but when you're spanking me, I can feel it in my, you know what I mean!?!" "Uh, no, I don't know," he replied innocently, "you'll have to be more specific!!!" Now beginning to puff and breath shallowly, she barely replied, "In my pussy, you asshole, I can feel it in my pussy when you're spanking me!!!" "Oh, really," he answered back, "like can you feel it right now!?!" "Jesus, yes," she shrieked, "just touch it, once, I'm fucking dripping!!!" "Why should I," he replied, "you already came in the bathroom, you don't really need to do it again do you!?!" "I've always know it," she said with a groan, "you really are a fucking sadist, you know how I am and you still torture me, I can't fucking stand it, I'm gonna go crazy!!!"
He knew it was time now, and with one powerful motion, he took her by the waist, threw her face down on the bed, and quickly mounted her from the rear and took like a wild animal, hard and fast, making her scream in ecstasy as he viciously fucked her until they both were rocked by simultaneous climaxes that left them both completely spent, with him lying on top of her as they both tried to recover from one of the truly most draining orgasms of their lives!!!
He finally found the strength to rollover on his back and say, "It's a good thing we're both in training, or I think that last one might have killed us, and by the way, do you still think I'm a sadist!?!" She leaned over and kissed him softly on the mouth and replied, "Just a good one, just a good one!!!"
Geography of my teacher
Hi, I'm Sanjay from Delhi. This was the first ever sexual experience I had when I was studying in 10th standard. I was always poor in the subject of geography, so my mother asked the lady next door to give me special tuitions for it. Her name is Mamta. She is an old family friend of ours. She is an extremely sober natured lady with a very sweet face and milky white skin. I always secretly admired her beautiful body and the way it gracefully moved when she walked or sat or did anything. Her taste of clothes was also ever as sober and decent, generally in pastel shades of pink, blue, or cream. She always wore only sarees. Her attitude towards me was very warm and concerned, and took extra interest in training me in the subject of geography. She was a teacher of this subject in a school other than mine.
Mamta was still single and lived alone as she had lost her parents in childhood. I knew that because of this she was a very lonely woman. Being so beautiful and only 26 years old (10 years older to me), she could still get married to any fine and worthy businessman. But whoever brought her any proposals; she showed no interest in getting married. Sometimes I felt like she considered me as her one and only good friend.
As she gave me tuitions I used to feel more attracted to her irresistible body. While her eyes and mind were engrossed in reading and explaining the text books to me, my eyes would fantasize over her pallu which used to fall off her shoulders once in a while when her blouse would give way for glimpses of her bra. This made me suffer of sleepless nights. I used to hate myself to think like this of a decent lady like her who was always so nice to me. But I think she guessed what I was going through because of poor attention during the tuitions. She tried to inquire why I was not paying enough attention. I didn't know how to answer that. But she was still kind and nice to me. She treated me like a younger brother, and so occasionally while teaching me she would put her fingers through my hair on the head and caress me.
She always wore sweet smelling perfumes. So when her hand touched me the fragrance made me loose total control of my senses. On one such occasion she noticed what was happening with me. She frankly asked me to be absolutely honest with what was distracting me so much. I told her that I found her very beautiful. She smiled and assured me that she fully understood what I meant. I blushed in total embarrassment and ran home. The next few days I didn't have guts to go for any classes with her. She rung up at my place and spoke to my mother asking her to send me for the classes again. As my mother knew nothing of the recent developments between Mamta and me, mummy forced me to go to Mamta's house to resume tuitions as there was very little time left for my exams. Finally I agreed and went to Mamta for the class.
Today she also looked embarrassed and didn't know how to start the class. Finally she broke the ice by being very frank with me. She told me that she knew exactly what I'm going through, and then explained that such feelings are natural during adolescence. I thought to myself that it is okay that she has understood as well as explained to me the facts, but I wondered what was to happen next. She took me to her bedroom where we always studied at the desk. But this time instead of sitting at the desk she asked me to sit on her single bed which was almost as large as a double. Sitting close to me she looked me straight in the eye. Gazing at me so strongly that I shivered in nervousness wondering if she was going to scold me badly. I noticed sadness in her face with tears filling up her eyes. Yet she smiled and shared her feelings to me. She explained that she too felt the need to hold someone dear to her and that she felt terribly lonely in life. This was the first time she ever told me openly that she also loved me very much, and that it was okay if we made love to each other.
I was totally taken by surprise to hear all this. At the same time I had butterflies in my mind and body for the fact that my desire for seeing and feeling her body was going to come true. She was wearing a deep pink floral patterned saree with a cherry red blouse. She gently took the pallu of her saree off her shoulder and handed it to me. I got too excited just to see her firm and healthy boobs in the blouse. I was so engrossed into the shining hooks of her blouse that I forgot all about her pallu which I was holding. This made her laugh loudly, saying that she had never seen anyone as innocent as me. This provoked my male ego and I felt the need to prove to her that I wasn't all that innocent as she thought. First of all I hugged her tightly to make us both comfortable with feeling each other's body. She also cajoled me very skilfully. Now I knew I was going to learn the real geography from her, that too the geography of her. If there were chapters like these in my geography text book, then I would surely pass out with flying colours.
Mamta stood up in front of me while her pallu was still in my hand, and she guided me to unwrap her body from the bindings of the saree. Once I was through with removing the saree, she turned around in full circle to give me a full view of her figure from every angle. She was wearing a light pink colour petticoat. I felt like the captain of the ship which was to navigate through all the mountains and caves of her atlas map. Taking full command of my 8" ship I undocked into the silky smooth material of her blouse with my desperate fingers. I opened each hook of the blouse with my fingers timelessly as they enjoyed the softness of her breasts. Inside was a meager lacy bra, pink in colour again. Seemed like she was celebrating a Pink Day. As I slipped the blouse off her shoulders and down her arms, I lay my head on her breasts. They were so welcoming, as they allowed my entire head to sink in between their warm, massive, fleshy cosiness. I felt her heartbeats pumping like a power generator. Sweat dripping from her chin onto my head. She was already gasping for breath.
My hands crept over to her back trying to reach out for the hooks of the bra. I realized that it was a front open bra. So as I opened the bra from front, I was electrified to get the first view of her perfectly round and tight boobs. Each prized with a tender pink tiny nipple against her milky white skin. Her upper body was fully bare. Now I had to work on undressing her from under the waist. She tried to wait patiently, but her own life-long sexual frustration causing desperation made her press my head against her navel so tightly that I was getting suffocated. Releasing me after a few seconds, she dragged me by my hair to the bed, and took off my shirt, shorts and all, within no time. She adored the male organ which I guess she had seen for the first time and that too in a fully erect position. I noticed her mouth dripping as she glared at it. She shyly smiled and brought her head close to the dick that had already started ejaculating.
At first she rubbed her nose on the head of my dick. Then gradually began licking the cum squirting out more rapidly. Mamta really enjoyed this part. But before she went any further, I convinced her that it will be easier to carry on with our adventures once she is fully undressed. Agreeing to my suggestion she lay down on the bed spreading her arms and legs widely and asked me to finish undressing her. It was only her petticoat and panty that I had to remove now. And I didn't want to do it in a hurry. So I reached for her toes, and gradually lifting the petticoat upwards, licked her legs. Once the petticoat was lifted upto her upper thighs, I raised her left leg and placed it on my shoulder. Then the same with her right leg. Now with both her legs on my shoulders, I kissed the inside of her thighs and at the same time rubbing massaging the outer part of the thighs. She was too blissful and asked for more and more.
Suddenly she got up and asked me to wait. I asked her why and she said she had an idea with which we could both enjoy better. She went to the kitchen and returned with a bottle of strawberry jam. I thought she was hungry after all this exhaustive session and wanted us to have some meal break. Instead she lay down again in the same position, opened the jam bottle and applied some on her thighs where I was licking her. Then asked me to continue by licking the jam on her thigh as well. I was quite impressed with her fantastic innovation. With all this excitement I didn't want to delay undressing her anymore. I quickly untied the string of her petticoat and pulled it down her legs instantly. Now I could see her fully naked legs, smoother than satin or silk. She was quite a sight for me to be lying there on the bed with nothing on except the white cotton panty with 'pink' hearts printed on it and laced borders. My heart was almost popping out of my chest.
Everything she wore on that day looked brand new, as if she was specially prepared for the whole seduction. I didn't need to feel guilty anymore; the desire was equal from both ends. I comfortably loosened the elastic waistband of her panty, massaging her hips at same time. She moaned in ecstasy raising her warm sexy arse to make it easier for me to pull off her panty. As I slowly lowered the panty from her waist, I got the first view of her divine pussy. There was a light tuft of hair on the pubic area, soft as fur. As I felt the hair, the tingling sensation got her more excited. There were high voltage currents passing through our bodies. She breathed heavier by the second. Finally neither of us could afford to hold ourselves in control. Both reaching the height of orgasm, we leapt and attacked each other violently.
I held her tightly under my arms which suddenly changed in strength from that of a school boy to an indomitable beast. She too was impressed with my never before seen strength. While holding her unsparingly I thrust my giant dick into the endless tunnel of lust. I fucked her harder than I imagined I could, and she also contributed by taking various positions accordingly. I knocked her from front, I knocked her from back. Squeezed out whatever juices she possessed in her pussy and the boobs. Her breasts had swollen with no limits. Nipples were hard as metal bolts. Thunder running through our bodies, we tried every position that anyone could rarely even imagine, all within fractions of time. Digging deeper into her pussy I chewed her tits till they were red or even purple. In one position while I was fucking her from the back, I spread her legs wide apart, so much that her hole was wide enough to let in the dick of a dinosaur. For now I was the dinosaur.
I slashed my tongue turbulently at her center of gravity and then jolted my bolt into it innumerable times with lightning speed. She had also lost all her sobriety and like a devil sent from hell, sucked on my dick at first and then chewed on it mercilessly which we had been made more delicious with the strawberry jam for flavour. After all these adventurous exploitations of each other's innocence which had continued for nearly four hours, we concluded thankfully, promising to keep this as top secret and to be generous whenever each was in need for it again. We carried on experimenting new styles and positions frequently for the next ten years until I got married. Mamta is still single, and I am still loyal to her for giving me the big breakthrough when I needed it most. To prove my loyalty I still visit her lonely house and we still practice the same with complete dedication.
We've explained to my wife that Mamta & I meet for intensive transcendental physiology study and she has never suspected till today. I had secretly stolen and still preserved Mamta's that day's pink lace bra and the white panty with pink hearts on it. I cuddle them and kiss them on the days I want her and we're not able to meet. On such occasions I also smear strawberry jam on my dick and ask my wife to lick it up. My wife has become an expert in such blow jobs and does it most willingly and happily, although she has always wondered what the mystery behind all this is. But that mystery will forever remain a secret only between Mamta and me.
Mamta was still single and lived alone as she had lost her parents in childhood. I knew that because of this she was a very lonely woman. Being so beautiful and only 26 years old (10 years older to me), she could still get married to any fine and worthy businessman. But whoever brought her any proposals; she showed no interest in getting married. Sometimes I felt like she considered me as her one and only good friend.
As she gave me tuitions I used to feel more attracted to her irresistible body. While her eyes and mind were engrossed in reading and explaining the text books to me, my eyes would fantasize over her pallu which used to fall off her shoulders once in a while when her blouse would give way for glimpses of her bra. This made me suffer of sleepless nights. I used to hate myself to think like this of a decent lady like her who was always so nice to me. But I think she guessed what I was going through because of poor attention during the tuitions. She tried to inquire why I was not paying enough attention. I didn't know how to answer that. But she was still kind and nice to me. She treated me like a younger brother, and so occasionally while teaching me she would put her fingers through my hair on the head and caress me.
She always wore sweet smelling perfumes. So when her hand touched me the fragrance made me loose total control of my senses. On one such occasion she noticed what was happening with me. She frankly asked me to be absolutely honest with what was distracting me so much. I told her that I found her very beautiful. She smiled and assured me that she fully understood what I meant. I blushed in total embarrassment and ran home. The next few days I didn't have guts to go for any classes with her. She rung up at my place and spoke to my mother asking her to send me for the classes again. As my mother knew nothing of the recent developments between Mamta and me, mummy forced me to go to Mamta's house to resume tuitions as there was very little time left for my exams. Finally I agreed and went to Mamta for the class.
Today she also looked embarrassed and didn't know how to start the class. Finally she broke the ice by being very frank with me. She told me that she knew exactly what I'm going through, and then explained that such feelings are natural during adolescence. I thought to myself that it is okay that she has understood as well as explained to me the facts, but I wondered what was to happen next. She took me to her bedroom where we always studied at the desk. But this time instead of sitting at the desk she asked me to sit on her single bed which was almost as large as a double. Sitting close to me she looked me straight in the eye. Gazing at me so strongly that I shivered in nervousness wondering if she was going to scold me badly. I noticed sadness in her face with tears filling up her eyes. Yet she smiled and shared her feelings to me. She explained that she too felt the need to hold someone dear to her and that she felt terribly lonely in life. This was the first time she ever told me openly that she also loved me very much, and that it was okay if we made love to each other.
I was totally taken by surprise to hear all this. At the same time I had butterflies in my mind and body for the fact that my desire for seeing and feeling her body was going to come true. She was wearing a deep pink floral patterned saree with a cherry red blouse. She gently took the pallu of her saree off her shoulder and handed it to me. I got too excited just to see her firm and healthy boobs in the blouse. I was so engrossed into the shining hooks of her blouse that I forgot all about her pallu which I was holding. This made her laugh loudly, saying that she had never seen anyone as innocent as me. This provoked my male ego and I felt the need to prove to her that I wasn't all that innocent as she thought. First of all I hugged her tightly to make us both comfortable with feeling each other's body. She also cajoled me very skilfully. Now I knew I was going to learn the real geography from her, that too the geography of her. If there were chapters like these in my geography text book, then I would surely pass out with flying colours.
Mamta stood up in front of me while her pallu was still in my hand, and she guided me to unwrap her body from the bindings of the saree. Once I was through with removing the saree, she turned around in full circle to give me a full view of her figure from every angle. She was wearing a light pink colour petticoat. I felt like the captain of the ship which was to navigate through all the mountains and caves of her atlas map. Taking full command of my 8" ship I undocked into the silky smooth material of her blouse with my desperate fingers. I opened each hook of the blouse with my fingers timelessly as they enjoyed the softness of her breasts. Inside was a meager lacy bra, pink in colour again. Seemed like she was celebrating a Pink Day. As I slipped the blouse off her shoulders and down her arms, I lay my head on her breasts. They were so welcoming, as they allowed my entire head to sink in between their warm, massive, fleshy cosiness. I felt her heartbeats pumping like a power generator. Sweat dripping from her chin onto my head. She was already gasping for breath.
My hands crept over to her back trying to reach out for the hooks of the bra. I realized that it was a front open bra. So as I opened the bra from front, I was electrified to get the first view of her perfectly round and tight boobs. Each prized with a tender pink tiny nipple against her milky white skin. Her upper body was fully bare. Now I had to work on undressing her from under the waist. She tried to wait patiently, but her own life-long sexual frustration causing desperation made her press my head against her navel so tightly that I was getting suffocated. Releasing me after a few seconds, she dragged me by my hair to the bed, and took off my shirt, shorts and all, within no time. She adored the male organ which I guess she had seen for the first time and that too in a fully erect position. I noticed her mouth dripping as she glared at it. She shyly smiled and brought her head close to the dick that had already started ejaculating.
At first she rubbed her nose on the head of my dick. Then gradually began licking the cum squirting out more rapidly. Mamta really enjoyed this part. But before she went any further, I convinced her that it will be easier to carry on with our adventures once she is fully undressed. Agreeing to my suggestion she lay down on the bed spreading her arms and legs widely and asked me to finish undressing her. It was only her petticoat and panty that I had to remove now. And I didn't want to do it in a hurry. So I reached for her toes, and gradually lifting the petticoat upwards, licked her legs. Once the petticoat was lifted upto her upper thighs, I raised her left leg and placed it on my shoulder. Then the same with her right leg. Now with both her legs on my shoulders, I kissed the inside of her thighs and at the same time rubbing massaging the outer part of the thighs. She was too blissful and asked for more and more.
Suddenly she got up and asked me to wait. I asked her why and she said she had an idea with which we could both enjoy better. She went to the kitchen and returned with a bottle of strawberry jam. I thought she was hungry after all this exhaustive session and wanted us to have some meal break. Instead she lay down again in the same position, opened the jam bottle and applied some on her thighs where I was licking her. Then asked me to continue by licking the jam on her thigh as well. I was quite impressed with her fantastic innovation. With all this excitement I didn't want to delay undressing her anymore. I quickly untied the string of her petticoat and pulled it down her legs instantly. Now I could see her fully naked legs, smoother than satin or silk. She was quite a sight for me to be lying there on the bed with nothing on except the white cotton panty with 'pink' hearts printed on it and laced borders. My heart was almost popping out of my chest.
Everything she wore on that day looked brand new, as if she was specially prepared for the whole seduction. I didn't need to feel guilty anymore; the desire was equal from both ends. I comfortably loosened the elastic waistband of her panty, massaging her hips at same time. She moaned in ecstasy raising her warm sexy arse to make it easier for me to pull off her panty. As I slowly lowered the panty from her waist, I got the first view of her divine pussy. There was a light tuft of hair on the pubic area, soft as fur. As I felt the hair, the tingling sensation got her more excited. There were high voltage currents passing through our bodies. She breathed heavier by the second. Finally neither of us could afford to hold ourselves in control. Both reaching the height of orgasm, we leapt and attacked each other violently.
I held her tightly under my arms which suddenly changed in strength from that of a school boy to an indomitable beast. She too was impressed with my never before seen strength. While holding her unsparingly I thrust my giant dick into the endless tunnel of lust. I fucked her harder than I imagined I could, and she also contributed by taking various positions accordingly. I knocked her from front, I knocked her from back. Squeezed out whatever juices she possessed in her pussy and the boobs. Her breasts had swollen with no limits. Nipples were hard as metal bolts. Thunder running through our bodies, we tried every position that anyone could rarely even imagine, all within fractions of time. Digging deeper into her pussy I chewed her tits till they were red or even purple. In one position while I was fucking her from the back, I spread her legs wide apart, so much that her hole was wide enough to let in the dick of a dinosaur. For now I was the dinosaur.
I slashed my tongue turbulently at her center of gravity and then jolted my bolt into it innumerable times with lightning speed. She had also lost all her sobriety and like a devil sent from hell, sucked on my dick at first and then chewed on it mercilessly which we had been made more delicious with the strawberry jam for flavour. After all these adventurous exploitations of each other's innocence which had continued for nearly four hours, we concluded thankfully, promising to keep this as top secret and to be generous whenever each was in need for it again. We carried on experimenting new styles and positions frequently for the next ten years until I got married. Mamta is still single, and I am still loyal to her for giving me the big breakthrough when I needed it most. To prove my loyalty I still visit her lonely house and we still practice the same with complete dedication.
We've explained to my wife that Mamta & I meet for intensive transcendental physiology study and she has never suspected till today. I had secretly stolen and still preserved Mamta's that day's pink lace bra and the white panty with pink hearts on it. I cuddle them and kiss them on the days I want her and we're not able to meet. On such occasions I also smear strawberry jam on my dick and ask my wife to lick it up. My wife has become an expert in such blow jobs and does it most willingly and happily, although she has always wondered what the mystery behind all this is. But that mystery will forever remain a secret only between Mamta and me.
The punishment
I had just appeared for my Honours exam and had plenty of time at my disposal.Since I had rented out a flat the expenses were high so I decided to utilize my spare time in giving tuitions. Earlier there had been quite a few inquiries but I had refused due to the pressure of studies.But this time it was a different story. When Pallavi's mother approached me for guiding her Std.IX daughter in Science, I gladly agreed but the child was weak in the subject and had dropped a year. Though she was below
average in Academics she was very beautiful and so I did not need much motivation to accept the challenge.
She turned up next evening. She lived in the same building. When I opened the door I found the shy looking girl dressed in a frock which did not match her age or build. It was a good 4 inches above her knee and when she sat down at my study table beside me, it crept up a little more. Drawing my attention to her books I began giving the lessons but she continued to look at me, I must admit, that I am a bit handsome.
I warned her mildly to concentrate on what I was saying to which she pulled her chair closer to mine, so close that her thighs were touching mine. I skipped a heart beat. She had a sexy voice and made the best use of it. To my great surprise I realized that I was getting drawn towards her. The next day when she turned up she was clad in a split skirt, the slit being in the front. What I felt odd was that when she took her seat her upper thighs became exposed.
I wondered how her parents had allowed her to wear such a provocative dress. I was to later learn that on that day she was alone in the house.The blouse she was wearing was made of a transparent lacy material and provided sufficient view of her bra. She had well developed breasts which were the subject of debate among the youth of our building.
One day she committed a serious blunder while answering a question, I couldn't contain my anger and thought of slapping her but at the last moment gave her a pinch on her thigh.The rebuke sort of encouraged her to commit more errors, some intentional, till such time that I had to keep my hand on her thigh prepared to give the pinch. The thighs felt warm and soft and I must admit that on one occasion I couldn't resist the temptation of caressing her thighs. I made it look like an accident.
While she was solving the problem in physics I placed my hand in anticipation of a mistake, but making sure it was on the exposed skin revealed by the short skirt she was wearing that day. As she commenced to make errors which were quite predictable I began to move my palm up. By the time she had completed it I had reached within reach of her panties but decided to stop.
I could see that she was gulping and her hands were shivering. At the end of the lesson that day she complained to me saying that I had been too harsh with her and that I had caused pain by pinching her the previous day. She lifted her skirt to her upper thighs and showed me a red mark which she claimed I had made but I knew quite well that I had never pinched her that high, it was a self imposed wound and the purpose to expose her thighs to me.
The next day I had kept a test and told her to prepare well for it. I stressed that she would have to score a minimum of 80% else I would stop teaching her. When she appeared at my door the next day she was a bit sombre. She had put on the black short skirt and a red T shirt which she used to often wear. Keeping in mind the test she had come only with a blank copy. I had prepared the paper in advance and immediately presented it with the time limit of one and a half hour.
Since I had some washing to do, I told her to do it while I did my own. She set about solving the paper quietly. All the while I kept myself busy in the bathroom and could not see what she was doing.After about an hour when I peeped in I noticed that she was busy doing something under the table. My curiosity rose and I watched stealthily. Since she had my back to me, she couldn't see that I was watching. I creeped up behind her and to my great shock noticed that she had written some notes on her thighs and was now copying from them onto her notebook.
I immediately pounced upon the culprit who instantly covered up her thigh and feigned ignorance. I pulled her up violently from her seat and taking the seat beside her trapped her between the chair and the table, between my legs. I asked her for the last time what she had been doing. She looked like a frightened doe but still did not diverge the truth. I couldn't contain my anger and yanked up her skirt high above her waist revealing her panties and all.
She was caught, her inner thighs were covered with minute writings, the answers to most of the important questions. The sight of the black lacy panties turned me on and an idea came to my mind. I began to insist that she had chits of paper on her person. She protested saying that she had none but how can one believe a thief. So without her approval I raised her T shirt above her breast. She was wearing a black bra and I mercilessly turned her around and stood up. Inserting both my hands under her armpits I proceeded to shove them under the bra.
It was tight but with some force my palms were in. To search better I pulled down the shoulder straps and scooped out the soft breasts. The nipples were tight and I couldn't prevent myself from giving them a squeeze. The search of the torso completed I proceeded downwards. I pushed her down hard on the table till she lay face down on it, her feet still on the ground. In this position her buttocks stood out.
Once again I yanked up the skirt and rolled down the panties. I stood behind her and passed my hand over her front, touching her pubic hair and the vagina in the process. When I shoved my right hand between her legs from behind she let out a soft moan.I spanked her hard on the buttocks leaving the impression of my five fingers on the pink background. She uttered a slight cry of pain. I continued to caress her or so to say search her.On being asked why she had cheated she began to cry saying that she liked me and could not afford to stop taking lessons from me.
I tried to remain unmoved by the explanation and in a harsh voice said that I did not believe a cheat. The test was to be repeated the next day.
Once a thief, always a thief.I kept alive this principle. So when she turned up the next day I made her stand before me while I sat on the sofa. She was to be searched.The suggestion seemed to amuse her.Even before I could proceed, she removed her T shirt and stood before me as if tempting me to try my hand at her breasts. I stood up and with an unconcerned look on my face inserted my hand down her cleavage and moved my palm around feeling the soft breast and the hard nipples.
The bra being too tight could not accommodate both of us, the bra lifted up and one of the breasts burst out panting for breath. I pulled at the folded bra with both my hands making both the mammaries come out of hiding. I bent her body over the sofa and set to search her bottom. She was clad in a pair of jeans pants and with some effort I undid the zipper and hook. I required her help in undoing it. She insisted that she would remove it completely to prove her sincerity. Once it was done away with she stood before me, a damsel in a panty and a useless bra. The position of the bra and the tight elastic made her breasts stand out more than before. I had plenty of work left, so without wasting my time I passed my hands over her legs, looking closely at her thighs, only to catch their beauty and smoothness.
The next day she made a strange request, she wanted to sit on my lap and study. I was too startled to say anything. Without even waiting for my answer she came and sat down on my lap. The distance between me and the table was short and she
had to push herself to find accommodation. Her short skirt rode up her thighs in the process. I tried to act normal but after a while she began to move around a bit. My penis had expressed its delight long back and it was not pressed against her buttocks. As I was solving a problem in Physics she suddenly bent forward raising her body a little and in the same motion freed her skirt from under her buttocks.
I continued to teach but she seemed to be slipping off so in order to support her I tried to pull her up. While doing so I discovered that she was not wearing any panties. I gave her some problems to solve. I was yearning to touch the soft globes and on the pretext of adjusting my pants I inserted my hands under her skirt. The feel of soft flesh against my bare hands was wonderful. I caressed her for some time. Then finding no protest from her side slid my hand under her T shirt. I moved my palms over her belly and finally to her bare breasts. After massaging them for some time I picked up the courage to raise her T shirt exposing her breasts.She acted as if she was busy with her studies.
Her education continued at a regular pace and before long she began to show signs of improvement. But time and again I had to motivate her. To her the only thing that mattered was my love and care and for receiving this she was willing to go to any extent.
average in Academics she was very beautiful and so I did not need much motivation to accept the challenge.
She turned up next evening. She lived in the same building. When I opened the door I found the shy looking girl dressed in a frock which did not match her age or build. It was a good 4 inches above her knee and when she sat down at my study table beside me, it crept up a little more. Drawing my attention to her books I began giving the lessons but she continued to look at me, I must admit, that I am a bit handsome.
I warned her mildly to concentrate on what I was saying to which she pulled her chair closer to mine, so close that her thighs were touching mine. I skipped a heart beat. She had a sexy voice and made the best use of it. To my great surprise I realized that I was getting drawn towards her. The next day when she turned up she was clad in a split skirt, the slit being in the front. What I felt odd was that when she took her seat her upper thighs became exposed.
I wondered how her parents had allowed her to wear such a provocative dress. I was to later learn that on that day she was alone in the house.The blouse she was wearing was made of a transparent lacy material and provided sufficient view of her bra. She had well developed breasts which were the subject of debate among the youth of our building.
One day she committed a serious blunder while answering a question, I couldn't contain my anger and thought of slapping her but at the last moment gave her a pinch on her thigh.The rebuke sort of encouraged her to commit more errors, some intentional, till such time that I had to keep my hand on her thigh prepared to give the pinch. The thighs felt warm and soft and I must admit that on one occasion I couldn't resist the temptation of caressing her thighs. I made it look like an accident.
While she was solving the problem in physics I placed my hand in anticipation of a mistake, but making sure it was on the exposed skin revealed by the short skirt she was wearing that day. As she commenced to make errors which were quite predictable I began to move my palm up. By the time she had completed it I had reached within reach of her panties but decided to stop.
I could see that she was gulping and her hands were shivering. At the end of the lesson that day she complained to me saying that I had been too harsh with her and that I had caused pain by pinching her the previous day. She lifted her skirt to her upper thighs and showed me a red mark which she claimed I had made but I knew quite well that I had never pinched her that high, it was a self imposed wound and the purpose to expose her thighs to me.
The next day I had kept a test and told her to prepare well for it. I stressed that she would have to score a minimum of 80% else I would stop teaching her. When she appeared at my door the next day she was a bit sombre. She had put on the black short skirt and a red T shirt which she used to often wear. Keeping in mind the test she had come only with a blank copy. I had prepared the paper in advance and immediately presented it with the time limit of one and a half hour.
Since I had some washing to do, I told her to do it while I did my own. She set about solving the paper quietly. All the while I kept myself busy in the bathroom and could not see what she was doing.After about an hour when I peeped in I noticed that she was busy doing something under the table. My curiosity rose and I watched stealthily. Since she had my back to me, she couldn't see that I was watching. I creeped up behind her and to my great shock noticed that she had written some notes on her thighs and was now copying from them onto her notebook.
I immediately pounced upon the culprit who instantly covered up her thigh and feigned ignorance. I pulled her up violently from her seat and taking the seat beside her trapped her between the chair and the table, between my legs. I asked her for the last time what she had been doing. She looked like a frightened doe but still did not diverge the truth. I couldn't contain my anger and yanked up her skirt high above her waist revealing her panties and all.
She was caught, her inner thighs were covered with minute writings, the answers to most of the important questions. The sight of the black lacy panties turned me on and an idea came to my mind. I began to insist that she had chits of paper on her person. She protested saying that she had none but how can one believe a thief. So without her approval I raised her T shirt above her breast. She was wearing a black bra and I mercilessly turned her around and stood up. Inserting both my hands under her armpits I proceeded to shove them under the bra.
It was tight but with some force my palms were in. To search better I pulled down the shoulder straps and scooped out the soft breasts. The nipples were tight and I couldn't prevent myself from giving them a squeeze. The search of the torso completed I proceeded downwards. I pushed her down hard on the table till she lay face down on it, her feet still on the ground. In this position her buttocks stood out.
Once again I yanked up the skirt and rolled down the panties. I stood behind her and passed my hand over her front, touching her pubic hair and the vagina in the process. When I shoved my right hand between her legs from behind she let out a soft moan.I spanked her hard on the buttocks leaving the impression of my five fingers on the pink background. She uttered a slight cry of pain. I continued to caress her or so to say search her.On being asked why she had cheated she began to cry saying that she liked me and could not afford to stop taking lessons from me.
I tried to remain unmoved by the explanation and in a harsh voice said that I did not believe a cheat. The test was to be repeated the next day.
Once a thief, always a thief.I kept alive this principle. So when she turned up the next day I made her stand before me while I sat on the sofa. She was to be searched.The suggestion seemed to amuse her.Even before I could proceed, she removed her T shirt and stood before me as if tempting me to try my hand at her breasts. I stood up and with an unconcerned look on my face inserted my hand down her cleavage and moved my palm around feeling the soft breast and the hard nipples.
The bra being too tight could not accommodate both of us, the bra lifted up and one of the breasts burst out panting for breath. I pulled at the folded bra with both my hands making both the mammaries come out of hiding. I bent her body over the sofa and set to search her bottom. She was clad in a pair of jeans pants and with some effort I undid the zipper and hook. I required her help in undoing it. She insisted that she would remove it completely to prove her sincerity. Once it was done away with she stood before me, a damsel in a panty and a useless bra. The position of the bra and the tight elastic made her breasts stand out more than before. I had plenty of work left, so without wasting my time I passed my hands over her legs, looking closely at her thighs, only to catch their beauty and smoothness.
The next day she made a strange request, she wanted to sit on my lap and study. I was too startled to say anything. Without even waiting for my answer she came and sat down on my lap. The distance between me and the table was short and she
had to push herself to find accommodation. Her short skirt rode up her thighs in the process. I tried to act normal but after a while she began to move around a bit. My penis had expressed its delight long back and it was not pressed against her buttocks. As I was solving a problem in Physics she suddenly bent forward raising her body a little and in the same motion freed her skirt from under her buttocks.
I continued to teach but she seemed to be slipping off so in order to support her I tried to pull her up. While doing so I discovered that she was not wearing any panties. I gave her some problems to solve. I was yearning to touch the soft globes and on the pretext of adjusting my pants I inserted my hands under her skirt. The feel of soft flesh against my bare hands was wonderful. I caressed her for some time. Then finding no protest from her side slid my hand under her T shirt. I moved my palms over her belly and finally to her bare breasts. After massaging them for some time I picked up the courage to raise her T shirt exposing her breasts.She acted as if she was busy with her studies.
Her education continued at a regular pace and before long she began to show signs of improvement. But time and again I had to motivate her. To her the only thing that mattered was my love and care and for receiving this she was willing to go to any extent.
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