Story: My sexy married student
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समीक्षाधीन
A few years ago, I used to teach computer fundamentals and MS Office at a computer institute in south India. Focused on personal attention, each batch used to be limited to 10 students and I taught many batches during my two year tenure there. Students included students to senior citizens wanting to learn computers. During my stint there, many beautiful and sexy women crossed my path — from students to faculty and I had affairs with four of them. This is a fictional account of my affair with a married student.
Chitra was a dusky south Indian beauty and I lusted for her body from the day she first walked into my class. Dressed in a see-through white chiffon saree worn extremely low on her waist, she was dressed to seduce. Her sleeveless red blouse was backless and knotted between her boobs giving displaying her milky milky cleavage. It was a tough class for me to tear my eyes away from Chitra and address the rest of the students.
Whenever she wore her back-less blouses, I wished I could lick that gorgeous back and would stare at it, mentally undressing her and wondering what her nipples looked like, whether she had small or large areolas, whether her nipples were flat or pointy, and how they would feel to suck. It wasn’t common for her to wear skirts, but watching her riding her scooter when she dressed in a skirt, I would wait for the wind to raise her skirt and give me a glimpse of her creamy legs.
There were days when I saw her gazing at me dreamily in class and was sure the attraction was mutual. Whenever we had one on one conversation, there was an unmistakable sexual tension between us. But Chitra was married and I didn’t want to offend her by making a move.
It was monsoon and my fantasies about Chitra came true on a stormy day when classes were canceled. I was alone at the institute that day and watching porn when I heard the doorbell. Opening the door, I couldn’t believe my eyes…Chitra stood there, completely drenched, her back turned to me. Her saree outlined her perfectly shaped butt and her white panty-line was clearly outlined. I stood there staring hungrily when she turned.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. Her wet pallu had clumped together riding over her right breast before going over her left shoulder. As usual, her sari was worn unbelievably low and her naked wet belly was on full display, water droplets sliding down from her blouse and into her navel or further down her belly before disappearing into her saree line.
Her bra was clearly visible through her soaked blouse and my jaw dropped as I felt an erection forming. Chitra glanced down at my crotch and smiled shyly. She blushed as she looked up at me and back down at my crotch. Looking down, I realized my erection was clearly visible through my track pants.
“Are you just going to stare at me getting wet and cold or can I come in” she said after a few moments. Was it just my imagination or did she actually blush when she glanced down at my crotch?
Clearing my throat, I said, “of course” and moved aside to let her in.
As I turned after closing the door, Chitra embraced me. She was shivering in cold. “I know you want me. I have wanted you from the first class.” she said. That was all the invitation I needed as I hugged her and pulled her close to me. Cupping her butt, I pulled her to me and felt my hard-on press against her.
Her eyes were closed and mouth open. I kissed her and slid my tongue in her mouth, finding her tongue and sucking it hungrily. She grabbed my head and kissed back with equal hunger and passion. Kissing her with growing passion and intensity, I walked her to the computer room. Finally, breaking the kiss, I sat down and kissed her belly.
Licking water drops up and down her naked belly, squeezing her butt, licking her navel and all along the edge of her saree. I grabbed the edge of the saree on her hip on both sides and pulled down, exposing more of her and the top of her pussy mound. I kissed her all over above her saree and she started moaning.
Standing up after a few minutes, I kissed her boobs, sucking on her nipples over her blouse, feeling her body in my embrace, sliding my hands into her saree behind her and grabbing her butt. I kissed her mouth and sucked her tongue some more while pressing my hardness against her and cupping her butt.
Sitting her on an unused computer desk, I resumed kissing her, pulled her pallu off her shoulder and untied the knot of her blouse behind her.
Taking the blouse off, I admired her perfectly shaped breasts and nipples. I lovingly caressed first one breast, then the other, running a finger all around one nipple followed by the other, pinching first one nipple and then the other. Chitra arched her back, offering her boobs to be sucked.
I took one nipple in my mouth and sucked it hungrily for a minute or two. Sucking it as I pulled back, when I let it go, I drank in the beauty of her perky hard nipple. Pinching it with my fingers, I started sucking her other nipple.
My other hand lifted her saree up her legs, sliding higher and higher till I grabbed her butt under her saree. I moved my hand up and down her wet naked legs, first on the outside, then on the inside till I felt the warmth where her legs met and caressed her pussy over her panty. She was even more exquisite than I had imagined and I was making love to her. This was the best dream come true.
Standing her up, I grabbed her pallu and slowly started pulling her saree. She turned as the saree und****d her, her gorgeous boobs bouncing as she moved. Once the saree was completely off, I tossed it in a heap on the floor and lay her back on the desk. Untying her petticoat, I pulled it down her legs and let it drop alongside the saree.
Her white panties was soaking wet, her juices mixed with the rainwater and her shaved pussy was visible through it. I licked Chitra all along the edges of her panties, sliding a finger up and down her pussy crack, teasing her as she groaned and moaned moving her hips, trying to guide her pussy to my mouth. Finally, I kissed her over her panties, sliding my tongue up and down her crack. I loved on her pussy over her panties for a few minutes before pulling them down.
She had the most beautiful shaved pussy I had seen. I was burning with desire as I opened her with my fingers and slid my tongue inside her, tasting her, drinking her nectar. Boy was she delicious. I could eat her all night if she could keep releasing that delicious wetness all night long. I ate her hungrily, biting, sucking, licking and tongue fucking her with a growing intensity. Being driven to ecstasy, Chitra was taking turns screaming, groaning and moaning as she thrust her pussy up to the rhythm of my tongue.
I ate her and my tongue fucked her faster and faster, driving her body to a shuddering orgasm as she came gushing in my mouth. I drank her hungrily till she calmed down and continued eating her till her breathing started becoming shallow again and she started gasping. I slid two fingers inside her and now she was getting fucked by my tongue and two fingers. It didn’t take long for her to have a second and then a third orgasm. She was exhausted and begging me to stop, but it was now my turn.
She threw her head back, panting as I stopped eating her and admired her naked beauty. I mounted her and ran my hard dick across her pussy opening. She lifted her head and looked at me, a mixture of lust and exhaustion in her eyes. Slowly, I slid my hardness inside her. She was tight and groaned in pleasure as my hardness entered her. Bending over her, I kissed her hungrily as I started moving in and out of her. The heat of our kissing intensified as I moved faster and faster.
Soon, I was drilling her hard, going deeper and deeper with each thrust as she grunted and screamed. I continued to kiss her all over, caressing and squeezing her breasts as I felt a rush to my groin. Shoving myself as deep as I could go, I erupted inside her. I shuddered as load after load flooded her.
Finally spent, we lay on the desk in an embrace, kissing each other for well over 15 minutes. Slowly though, the kissing intensified in hunger and I fely myself harden again inside her.
“WOW! Looks like you are ready to go again” she said in awe.
“Ready or not, here we go” I said and started pounding her again. I fucked and came in her again and again in every imaginable position throughout the day. Eventually, the rain stopped and it was time for her to go. As she dressed up in her wet clothes again, I lay there marveling at the beauty that I had just enjoyed for an entire day.
We found every excuse to meet and I thoroughly enjoyed her throughout the four months that she was my student. Eventually the course ended and so did our steamy affair.
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Visit secrethopes.com for this story illustrated with pictures and animations and for my other stories.
समीक्षाधीन
A few years ago, I used to teach computer fundamentals and MS Office at a computer institute in south India. Focused on personal attention, each batch used to be limited to 10 students and I taught many batches during my two year tenure there. Students included students to senior citizens wanting to learn computers. During my stint there, many beautiful and sexy women crossed my path — from students to faculty and I had affairs with four of them. This is a fictional account of my affair with a married student.
Chitra was a dusky south Indian beauty and I lusted for her body from the day she first walked into my class. Dressed in a see-through white chiffon saree worn extremely low on her waist, she was dressed to seduce. Her sleeveless red blouse was backless and knotted between her boobs giving displaying her milky milky cleavage. It was a tough class for me to tear my eyes away from Chitra and address the rest of the students.
Whenever she wore her back-less blouses, I wished I could lick that gorgeous back and would stare at it, mentally undressing her and wondering what her nipples looked like, whether she had small or large areolas, whether her nipples were flat or pointy, and how they would feel to suck. It wasn’t common for her to wear skirts, but watching her riding her scooter when she dressed in a skirt, I would wait for the wind to raise her skirt and give me a glimpse of her creamy legs.
There were days when I saw her gazing at me dreamily in class and was sure the attraction was mutual. Whenever we had one on one conversation, there was an unmistakable sexual tension between us. But Chitra was married and I didn’t want to offend her by making a move.
It was monsoon and my fantasies about Chitra came true on a stormy day when classes were canceled. I was alone at the institute that day and watching porn when I heard the doorbell. Opening the door, I couldn’t believe my eyes…Chitra stood there, completely drenched, her back turned to me. Her saree outlined her perfectly shaped butt and her white panty-line was clearly outlined. I stood there staring hungrily when she turned.
I couldn’t believe my eyes. Her wet pallu had clumped together riding over her right breast before going over her left shoulder. As usual, her sari was worn unbelievably low and her naked wet belly was on full display, water droplets sliding down from her blouse and into her navel or further down her belly before disappearing into her saree line.
Her bra was clearly visible through her soaked blouse and my jaw dropped as I felt an erection forming. Chitra glanced down at my crotch and smiled shyly. She blushed as she looked up at me and back down at my crotch. Looking down, I realized my erection was clearly visible through my track pants.
“Are you just going to stare at me getting wet and cold or can I come in” she said after a few moments. Was it just my imagination or did she actually blush when she glanced down at my crotch?
Clearing my throat, I said, “of course” and moved aside to let her in.
As I turned after closing the door, Chitra embraced me. She was shivering in cold. “I know you want me. I have wanted you from the first class.” she said. That was all the invitation I needed as I hugged her and pulled her close to me. Cupping her butt, I pulled her to me and felt my hard-on press against her.
Her eyes were closed and mouth open. I kissed her and slid my tongue in her mouth, finding her tongue and sucking it hungrily. She grabbed my head and kissed back with equal hunger and passion. Kissing her with growing passion and intensity, I walked her to the computer room. Finally, breaking the kiss, I sat down and kissed her belly.
Licking water drops up and down her naked belly, squeezing her butt, licking her navel and all along the edge of her saree. I grabbed the edge of the saree on her hip on both sides and pulled down, exposing more of her and the top of her pussy mound. I kissed her all over above her saree and she started moaning.
Standing up after a few minutes, I kissed her boobs, sucking on her nipples over her blouse, feeling her body in my embrace, sliding my hands into her saree behind her and grabbing her butt. I kissed her mouth and sucked her tongue some more while pressing my hardness against her and cupping her butt.
Sitting her on an unused computer desk, I resumed kissing her, pulled her pallu off her shoulder and untied the knot of her blouse behind her.
Taking the blouse off, I admired her perfectly shaped breasts and nipples. I lovingly caressed first one breast, then the other, running a finger all around one nipple followed by the other, pinching first one nipple and then the other. Chitra arched her back, offering her boobs to be sucked.
I took one nipple in my mouth and sucked it hungrily for a minute or two. Sucking it as I pulled back, when I let it go, I drank in the beauty of her perky hard nipple. Pinching it with my fingers, I started sucking her other nipple.
My other hand lifted her saree up her legs, sliding higher and higher till I grabbed her butt under her saree. I moved my hand up and down her wet naked legs, first on the outside, then on the inside till I felt the warmth where her legs met and caressed her pussy over her panty. She was even more exquisite than I had imagined and I was making love to her. This was the best dream come true.
Standing her up, I grabbed her pallu and slowly started pulling her saree. She turned as the saree und****d her, her gorgeous boobs bouncing as she moved. Once the saree was completely off, I tossed it in a heap on the floor and lay her back on the desk. Untying her petticoat, I pulled it down her legs and let it drop alongside the saree.
Her white panties was soaking wet, her juices mixed with the rainwater and her shaved pussy was visible through it. I licked Chitra all along the edges of her panties, sliding a finger up and down her pussy crack, teasing her as she groaned and moaned moving her hips, trying to guide her pussy to my mouth. Finally, I kissed her over her panties, sliding my tongue up and down her crack. I loved on her pussy over her panties for a few minutes before pulling them down.
She had the most beautiful shaved pussy I had seen. I was burning with desire as I opened her with my fingers and slid my tongue inside her, tasting her, drinking her nectar. Boy was she delicious. I could eat her all night if she could keep releasing that delicious wetness all night long. I ate her hungrily, biting, sucking, licking and tongue fucking her with a growing intensity. Being driven to ecstasy, Chitra was taking turns screaming, groaning and moaning as she thrust her pussy up to the rhythm of my tongue.
I ate her and my tongue fucked her faster and faster, driving her body to a shuddering orgasm as she came gushing in my mouth. I drank her hungrily till she calmed down and continued eating her till her breathing started becoming shallow again and she started gasping. I slid two fingers inside her and now she was getting fucked by my tongue and two fingers. It didn’t take long for her to have a second and then a third orgasm. She was exhausted and begging me to stop, but it was now my turn.
She threw her head back, panting as I stopped eating her and admired her naked beauty. I mounted her and ran my hard dick across her pussy opening. She lifted her head and looked at me, a mixture of lust and exhaustion in her eyes. Slowly, I slid my hardness inside her. She was tight and groaned in pleasure as my hardness entered her. Bending over her, I kissed her hungrily as I started moving in and out of her. The heat of our kissing intensified as I moved faster and faster.
Soon, I was drilling her hard, going deeper and deeper with each thrust as she grunted and screamed. I continued to kiss her all over, caressing and squeezing her breasts as I felt a rush to my groin. Shoving myself as deep as I could go, I erupted inside her. I shuddered as load after load flooded her.
Finally spent, we lay on the desk in an embrace, kissing each other for well over 15 minutes. Slowly though, the kissing intensified in hunger and I fely myself harden again inside her.
“WOW! Looks like you are ready to go again” she said in awe.
“Ready or not, here we go” I said and started pounding her again. I fucked and came in her again and again in every imaginable position throughout the day. Eventually, the rain stopped and it was time for her to go. As she dressed up in her wet clothes again, I lay there marveling at the beauty that I had just enjoyed for an entire day.
We found every excuse to meet and I thoroughly enjoyed her throughout the four months that she was my student. Eventually the course ended and so did our steamy affair.
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Visit secrethopes.com for this story illustrated with pictures and animations and for my other stories.
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