I am Rana Das, an 18-year-old with an insatiable hunger for sexual exploration. I sat in front of my computer professor, Rinku, as the rain poured outside, creating a soothing melody that echoed through the empty computer center.
Rinku, a 36-year-old woman with a conservative demeanor, had a petite frame, with small breasts and an ass that I found irresistible. I had known her since I was younger, and I had always been drawn to her. I wanted her, and I wanted her to teach me more than just computers.
As I gazed at Rinku, she noticed my stare and raised an eyebrow. “Rana, is there something you need to ask me?” she inquired, her voice filled with curiosity.
“Yes, ma’am,” I replied, my eyes fixed on her breasts, barely visible through her kurta. “I was wondering if you could teach me something other than computers.”
Rinku’s expression changed, and she seemed unsure of where this conversation was headed. “What do you mean, Rana?” she asked.
I leaned closer, my voice taking on a more intimate tone. “I mean, I want you to teach me about sex.”
Rinku’s eyes widened in shock, and she quickly stood up from her chair. “Rana, I’m afraid that’s not possible. It’s inappropriate and unprofessional.”
As she walked away, I couldn’t help but imagine her standing naked in front of me, her body inviting me to explore. I began to jerk off, lost in my fantasy, until I was interrupted by Rinku’s return.
She stood in the doorway, her expression a mix of shock and surprise. “What are you doing, Rana?” she asked, her voice firm but laced with a hint of curiosity.
I stopped, my eyes locked on hers, and replied, “I was imagining you giving me a blowjob and me fucking you.”
Rinku’s eyes never left mine as I started jerking off again. She stood there, frozen, until I cummed, releasing a huge load onto the floor and her feet. I then returned to working on the computer, while Rinku went to wash her feet.
About 30 minutes later, I called out to her, asking for help with a problem on the computer. As she leaned in to assist me, I slid my hand around her waist, my touch sending shivers down her spine. “Just now, you jerked off,” she whispered, “and yet you’re still hungry.”
I grinned, my desire for her evident. “For you, I’m always hungry. Even after several times, if you want me to fuck you, I’ll do it like I’ve been hungry for years.”
I stood up, my erection evident, and walked towards Rinku. “Ma’am, please, I need to learn. And I think you’re the perfect teacher.”
Rinku hesitated, but the desire building inside her was undeniable. She had always found me attractive, but she never thought I felt the same way.
“Fine,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “But we have to be quick. We can’t let anyone catch us.”
I leaned in, my lips meeting hers in a passionate kiss. She responded, her hands exploring my body as mine did hers. I squeezed her breasts, and she moaned softly.
As we broke apart, I began to undress Rinku, revealing her bra and panty. I sucked on her breasts over her bra, rubbing her pussy through her panty. She gasped in pleasure, and I removed her bra, exposing her small breasts and ass. I leaned down, sucking on her nipples, and reached down to play with her pussy, causing her to gasp again.
“Rana, fuck me,” she begged, her voice filled with desire. “Fuck me hard.”
I obliged, bending her over the desk and entering her from behind. She screamed in pleasure as I thrust in and out, our bodies slapping against each other. I squeezed her breasts, and she moaned, her body responding to my touch.
Rinku then turned around, taking my dick in her mouth, and I moaned in pleasure. She bent over again, spreading her ass cheeks, inviting me to enter her anally. I obliged, thrusting in and out, causing her to scream in pleasure once more.
As we changed positions, Rinku rode me, her body moving in rhythm with mine. She had never done this with her husband, but with me, she felt free. I was the happiest person in that moment, and she bent down to kiss me.
As we reached our climax, I pulled out, cumming all over Rinku’s face. We collapsed onto the floor, exhausted and satisfied.
As we caught our breath, Rinku smiled, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. “Rana, that was amazing,” she whispered, her voice filled with gratitude.
I grinned, feeling proud of the pleasure I had given her. “I told you, ma’am, you’re the perfect teacher,” I replied, my eyes locked on hers.
We lay there for a moment, basking in the afterglow of our passion. Then, we slowly got dressed, our hands touching as we helped each other with our clothes.
As I left the computer center, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation. I knew that this was just the beginning of our illicit affair, and I couldn’t wait to see what the future held.
Over the next few weeks, Rinku and I continued to meet in secret, our passion for each other growing with each passing day. We would steal glances at each other in class, our eyes locking in a way that spoke volumes about our desire for each other.
Rinku would send me naughty messages on chat, and I would respond with my own explicit desires. We would talk about our fantasies, and I would send her nude pictures, which she would eagerly devour.
One day, Rinku invited me to her house, and I eagerly accepted. Her husband and daughter were away, and we had the entire house to ourselves. We spent the day exploring each other’s bodies, our passion and desire for each other growing with each passing hour.
As I looked at Rinku, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of gratitude for this beautiful woman who had taken me under her wing. She had taught me so much about sex and desire, and I knew that I would never forget this experience.
But as I looked around her house, I couldn’t help but notice her daughter’s pictures on the wall. She was a beautiful girl, with a striking resemblance to her mother. I felt a pang of desire, and I knew that I had to have her.
I turned to Rinku, my eyes locked on hers. “Ma’am, I have to tell you something,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.
Rinku looked at me, her eyes curious. “What is it, Rana?” she asked.
I took a deep breath, my heart racing with anticipation. “I think I’m falling for your daughter,” I said, my voice filled with desire.
Rinku’s expression changed, and she looked at me with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. “Go on,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
And with that, I began to tell her about my desire for her daughter, and the fantasies that had been running through my mind. Rinku listened, her eyes locked on mine, as I poured out my heart and soul to her.
As I finished, Rinku looked at me, a sly smile spreading across her face. “I think we can arrange something,” she said, her voice filled with mischief.
And with that, our conversation took a turn that would change everything.
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