It all started when I was in my final year in junior college. I had chosen my Bio-Maths group in junior college. In the course of time, I began to take a keen interest in Biology, particularly due to my Biology teacher. And the affair with her is the subject of this story.
Her name was Nithya. She had joined newly that year because my old teacher was gone. As soon as I had set my eyes on her, I knew that she would be mine – her body, her virginity and all. But sadly, she was already married and had a child studying in 8th grade.
Yet, I felt that spruced things up because you can’t fuck a married woman daily. The thrill of cheating also added to my lust. Regularly I used to keep staring at her hips and her boobs whenever she taught class.
I used to earn good grades in class and was made to sit in the front row. This added to my advantage. I began to look at her gorgeous bosom all the time, with my dick erect all the while. And once I was back home, I used to masturbate.
I would think of a situation where she and I would be in a hotel room, with me banging her brains out.
One day, I reached school at 7.45 in the morning and proceeded to my class. She was my class teacher, and I found her sitting there all alone. Her eyes were puffy and red, showing that she had been crying. I enquired about the matter, and she didn’t say anything for a while.
Then she said, “My husband is cheating on me.”
At that moment, though I showed shock on my face, my heart exploded with joy. So, that husband of hers was gone, and she wouldn’t mind sleeping with others.
“How could he with such a beautiful lady like you as his wife?” I asked.
She chuckled, and I could see her blushing. I knew that this little flirt had done the trick. I could move on to more steamy topics now.
“You think I am really beautiful?” she asked after a while.
“Yes, Mam. Not only me, but everyone I have talked to considers you to be beautiful,” I also added after a few seconds, “Personally, I think you are hot and sexy.”
She looked at me and, after some time, said, “My husband does not think so.”
At that point in time, I knew that the moment had come to pitch my Biology teacher’s mind against that bastard.
“Well, if I were your husband, Mam, I would not even leave you an inch away from me. In fact,” I whispered in her ear, “I would make sure that my cock always stays in your glory hole, pounding you all the time. I would make sure you give me offspring until your eggs run out.”
She stared at me and then said, “Is that how you talk to your teacher?”
I knew the right reply.
“I am not your student now Mam. Consider me your friend. Your motherfucking husband would roam all around town fucking sluts. And would your friend watch you suffer?”
She sobbed at these words while I looked at her comfortingly. I held her hand, and she showed zero resistance and put her other palm over my hand. A shot of adrenaline passed through my body at this act of hers.
I reassured myself that with just the right moves, that pussy of hers would be shaped to fit my cock in less than a month.
“Do you have a crush on me?” she asked. I nodded.
“I realized it when you used to spy on my hips and boobs. Though, I did enjoy it. You made me horny every time you did that. Do I turn you on?”
So, she had finally given in to sex chat. The time was just 7.50, and I was sure that it would be more than half an hour since any staff, attendant, or student would come in. Now was the time to give her something she wouldn’t forget.
The bulge in my pants had been steadily growing. Now it was full that it was painful to restrain my dick in my brief. I opened up the zip of my pant quickly and removed my brief, and out popped my cock. Nithya Mam gazed at it with lust in the eye and looked at me.
I pulled her face into mine, and for a moment, my lips interlocked with hers. Then we were sucking at each other’s lips, the sweet fragrance of her face so near to my nose. That smell intoxicated me, and my brain completely lost its power to process. My mind took over the rest of my body.
While my lips and tongue were busy swirling around hers, my hand found entertainment. My left hand slid down to her melons and began fondling them through the sari while my right reached her ass. I gave it a tight squeeze, and she let out a laboured breath.
That added more to my lust. I began rubbing my hands around her hips, fingering her naval button while occasionally moving to her genitals. Meanwhile, she found solace in my cock and was rubbing against it, moving her hand through the length of my 8-inch shaft.
After a while, she placed it into her mouth and began sucking it greedily. Masturbating had been a different experience, and I used to cum in about 3-4 minutes. But with the slurps she made along with the movement of her tongue, I poured bucketfuls of my seed into her mouth in less than a minute.
She stared into my face and swallowed the cum like a semen-hungry whore. She then pulled me again into a deep lip lock. By the time we broke out, it was just 8.00 A.M.
“I would like to go for that again,” I said.
“Not here, not now, not in my mouth.”
“Where then?”
“I will give you penis enlargement tablets. Such a small dick will not give you or me a fucking feel. Eat that for a week, and then let’s plan for a solid sleepover. Meanwhile, can you come early in the morning daily like today?” she asked me.
“Yes, for such a hot, sexy slut like you, I will definitely come, Mam.”
“And when we are alone and intimate, call me Nithya.”
“Ok, Nithya,” I said and pulled her into another lip lock, her soft lips rubbing hard against mine.