My name is Prashob, age 24 now, completed MCA and searching for a job. I am very much interested to talk with beautiful girls and take selfies with them. Whenever I am in a sexual mood, I take their photos and imagine fucking them and then masturbate.
I am very jovial, so girls like to have friendships with me. As a friend, I take advantage of them and touch their body while chit-chatting. My teachers and college faculties all like me very much. They don’t know about my dirty mind. I always focus to click beautiful photos of them and add in Facebook so that they call me a photo editor. After college also, we would call each other and maintain a good relationship.
I have a habit of using the Locanto site. I have called many prostitutes and asked for sex. Also, I have seen many married/divorced/widows posting sex requests there.
Once I got good responses from two Indian housewives. One housewife’s husband was abroad and she was a working woman. The other one was a widow, looking for a long-term relationship. I chatted with them on WhatsApp and talked to them on video calls. They showed their half-nudes to me and tried to attract me.
Day by day, my connection with them became closer and was moving toward sex. But suddenly, I got scared of getting sexually transmitted diseases and hence, I dropped the connection with them.
One day I was seriously searching for a job in Naukri. I applied for many jobs relevant to my profile. After that as usual, I searched Locanto for girls. I called a few and suddenly I found a different message. It was not a usual prostitute AD. The profile was in the name of Reshma.
I took the number and dialed it, but the number was actually saved in my contacts as ‘Mallika Teacher’! I was shocked because she was my teacher and had a very good character in front of us. Anyway, I realized that cannot call from my actual number. So, I arranged a new sim card to chat with her.
Then I dropped a WhatsApp message to her from my new sim. I approached her pretending to be a married man, named Mahesh, age 38, and looking for secret sex. She responded. The chat continued at a normal, slow pace.
Then I asked her to make an audio call to confirm she was genuine. She agreed and called me. The voice was confirmed, it was Mallika teacher! Over the phone, she discussed her story for 15 minutes. I understood that she was very genuinely looking for sex. Her story was true, but the only thing was that she had changed the names of all the characters.
She said that her husband was impotent, so they didn’t have kids. She wasn’t able to enjoy a sexual life. They were still under treatment, and donor sperm was the only solution for getting pregnant.
Suddenly, I enquired, “Are you looking to have kids from me?”
She replied, “Yes. Instead of going for donor sperm, at least I can enjoy sex and get pregnant.”
I said, “It’s true, dear.”
We continued our chats for a month. She asked all my personal details, my spouse, kids, parents and everything. Now she was very much convinced that I was genuine.
It was June 8, I knew it was her birthday and that she will definitely go to the temple. So I followed her and reached there. I acted like it was a coincidence. I wished my teacher and talked about the evergreen memories we had at school. She invited me to her house. I agreed and went with her. In between, I whatsapped her like Mahesh. While getting the messages, she hid her phone from me and replied to Mahesh. She said to Mahesh that today was her birthday and I wished her immediately with a lot of heart emojis. She said, “My student is here, will chat later.”
Suddenly, I enquired, “Are you a teacher?” She said, “Yes.”
“Ok, chat with me once you become free.”
I left her house after 10-15 minutes and she was normal in her behavior.
After an hour, I got a message, “Hi Mahesh.”
I said, “Hi darling. Are you free now?”
She said, “Yes.”
Me: Can I see my birthday baby photo?
Without any hesitation, she took a selfie and sent it to me. I replied, “Awesome dear. You look like an angel.”
She sent a few more selfies and asked for mine.
Me: If you see my photo, our relationship will end here, because I am very ugly. So I prefer a direct meeting. If you reject also, at least I can see you directly, right?”
She agreed and the same day evening, we planned to meet. There was a shopping mall named Shobha City in Thrissur. Both of our houses were near to that. An average Malayalam movie was running in one of the theatres in that mall. I booked the last row tickets. Only a few people had booked tickets for this movie.
Before the cinema started, I entered the theatre and sent the seat number to her. After the movie started, she entered the theatre covering her face. I put a mask on my face so that she couldn’t identify me easily.
She searched for the seat number, found it and sat on my side. I said, “Hi Reshma.”
She: Hi, Mahesh.
No one was sitting near us. I touched her hand and said, “Thanks for coming.”
She gave me a kiss on my hands. We chit-chatted quietly. In the dark, I placed my hands on my married teacher’s boobs. She allowed me to squeeze them. After the interval, no one came back to watch the movie. She got brave and removed the saree over her head. She asked to remove my mask but I didn’t remove it.
The movie started again and we both got up and hugged each other. I rolled my hands all over her body and she did the same. I asked to close her eyes and removed my mask and gave her a hot kiss on her lips. She opened her eyes and understood it was her student Prashob! Suddenly, she pushed me away and tried to leave that place. But I hugged her from the back and squeezed her boobs and said, “Don’t worry, nobody will know. We both can satisfy each other. It was my childhood dream to have you in my bed.”
I kissed her and licked her neck and bit her ear a little. She stopped resisting and started enjoying it. I tried to unhook her jacket, she just held my hands for a second. I said, “Please dear” in a low voice in her ear and started unhooking it.
Then I lifted my teacher’s bra and squeezed her bare boobs. I took her to the seat and let her sit down. I started sucking her nipples. I also lifted her saree and petticoat and touched her panties. Suddenly, she got scared thinking that somebody might enter the theatre and will catch her nude. So she said, “Not here. Let’s go outside.”
I said ok and we both searched for a good hotel room. Finally, we booked a deluxe hotel room. The movie was not yet completed, half an hour more was there. So I requested her to suck my cock. She corrected her dress and knelt in front of me. I unzipped my pant and took out my rod. I switched on the mobile light and also switched on the camera too. She was laughing after seeing my rod.
I pulled her head toward my penis and my sexy married teacher opened her mouth and started sucking it. I was in heaven! I slowly bounced and hit my penis on her mouth. The movie was going to be over, so we both corrected our clothes and went to the hotel.
The hotel room was awesome and we both liked it. It actually created a honeymoon mood. I just pulled her close to me and hugged her tightly. Slowly, I removed her saree and now she was in a petticoat and jacket. I just stared at her. She covered her boobs with her hands and was shyly looking down.
I came close to her and took her hands from the boob. She suddenly hugged me. I caught her head with both hands and gave her a lip lock. We rolled our tongues. I took her in my hands and placed her in the bed. She was staring at me.
I started removing my dress one by one. While I was removing my underwear, she closed her eyes. I was fully nude and lay down with her. She hugged me tightly. We rolled on the bed and I squeezed her boobs and lifted her petticoat with my legs and put my hands inside her underwear.
I started fingering and kissing her for a while. Then I unhooked her jacket and bra and pulled her boobs out. I slid her underwear down and widened her legs. It was a little hairy pussy. My teacher was nude in front of me.
I slowly inserted my hot rod. She welcomed it and hugged me tightly. I slowly started riding her pussy and kissed all over her face, licked her neck, bite her ear and sucked her boobs. She gave good responses and kissed me too.
Then I took my rod out and asked her to remove everything. I lied over her, widened her legs and inserted my penis and slowly fucked my married teacher. She was enjoying and murmuring to increase the speed. I used my full force to give hard shots.
Then I pulled out the rod fully and inserted it at full speed. She started screaming loudly, which gave me more pleasure to do it forcefully. After 25 minutes, I ejected my sperm and kissed her lips, and slowed my rod. I was really happy and felt lucky to fuck my teacher.
We both hugged each other and relaxed for a while. She said thanks to me. I said, “This is my dream full-filled day. Actually, I have to thank you, my sweet darling teacher.”
Saying that, I again inserted my rod for the second round. She was cooperating fully with me. I gave her beautiful shots and she was moaning loudly on my each stroke. I fucked her in different positions. I asked her to suck my cock and oh my god, she was eating my dick like chocolate.
We both were in 69 position for a while. When I was about to cum, I asked her to get on her knees. Then I shot my cum inside her mouth. She never spat it out and instead, she fully swallowed it.
She spent almost 6 hours with me. I captured our sex on the mobile camera. I asked her to take tablets and not to get pregnant immediately as I wanted to fuck her more. She smiled and said, “You naughty” and pinched my nose.
After that day, we started chatting on WhatsApp and had more video sex calls. Her husband was an IT professional, so sometimes he will be in Bangalore, Chennai, Mumbai and Kerala according to his work. So I got more time to celebrate with her.
Whenever her husband was not in Kerala, I go to her house and do everything with her. We both completed one year. While fucking I asked her to get me a job in his husband’s office. She agreed and asked me to come when her husband was available. I went with my resume and met her husband. She introduced me as her student. With his recommendation, I got a job in his office. Like him, I used to travel for official purposes.
As I got a job, my parents started searching for girls for my marriage. I visited many females’ houses for proposals. Mallika became worried and called me and enquired, “Will you leave me after marriage?”
I said, “No dear, I am rejecting many girls because I want to continue our relationship. So I am looking for a soft-natured girl who won’t enquire so much. I am searching for a village girl who doesn’t have much education.”
By hearing my words, she became so happy. I said, “I want a permanent mark on our relationship. I have an idea for that. Ask your husband to visit a fertility center in Chennai and take treatment. You do sex with your husband, whenever he is not available, I will be in bed with you. And after you get pregnant, he will think it is his baby only.”
As said, they started the treatment, and almost six months had gone. His erection improved, now he can perform better in sex compared to before. The doctor said, there is some surgery which will improve his sex life to normal, but only 20% surety. However, he was ready for the surgery. In between months, my marriage was fixed with my college lover. Because of my attitude issue, she had broken up before. I used to hug and catch her boobs. She was not interested in that.
While searching on the matrimony site, I found her and she had become more awesome. I send a request and after two weeks I received a message, “Hi, Prashob. How are you?”
Oh my God! She was still keeping my number. I started chatting and it turned into love again and we decided to have an arranged marriage.
The day before my marriage, I booked a room and called Mallika for a hookup. She enquired, “Are you trying to do a first-night rehearsal with me?”
I said, “Before my marriage, I need a souvenir for our relationship. I know your husband is doing well after surgery and you will leave me fully because he can fuck you normally.”
She said, “You are the first guy who showed me heaven. How can I leave you?”
She came to the hotel by 10 am. I fucked her till 1 pm without a condom. I said, “Don’t take pills dear, I need our baby.” She agreed. I asked her to come to the marriage function at the earliest with her husband.
The next day came and I married my lover and took snaps with the family members. We took photos with Mallika and her husband too. I introduced my wife to my teacher. We took special photos with only Mallika, I and my wife in it. I placed my hands on their hips.
That day, Mallika came like a married girl. I took personal photos with Mallika on the stage. I enjoyed my first night with my wife. After two months, Mallika confirmed she was pregnant. The same day, I took my wife to the hospital, she was also pregnant. I was so happy that day. Two women were carrying my legal and illegal child.
I continued my sex with both women till the fifth month. Mallika gave birth earlier than my wife. It was a baby boy and after two months, my wife delivered a baby girl. God was kind, I got a boy and a girl as my kids.
Mallika changed her views after delivery. She haven’t fucked with me after that, because she was getting enough satisfaction from her husband after surgery.
Years passed. After 5 years, I went to my teacher Mallika’s house to see my kid. She welcomed me in. Her husband was not there. I took my kid and played with him for some time and after that, he started watching cartoons.
Mallika was preparing coffee in the kitchen. I went to the kitchen and hugged her from the back. She showed hesitation but I tightly held her and asked her, “How are you, Malli?” She said nothing.
I squeezed her boobs and kissed her. She pushed my hands and went to the bedroom. I followed her. She said, “What are you doing? My child will see, please leave me.”
I closed the bedroom door and went closer to her. She said, “No Prashob, I have already given you everything, I can’t do it anymore.”
I enquired, “What happened, dear?”
She: My husband’s ability to have sex is fully gone. Now he can use his penis only to pass urine. And now my husband has some doubts also about the kid.”
I just pushed her to the wall and kissed her. She said, “No Prashob. Noo..please..”
But I hugged her and squeezed her boobs. I pushed her to the bed and lay over her. I lifted her saree and petticoat and touched her panties. I rubbed there and her hesitation slowly faded away and she started liking it. I removed her underwear and fucked her and cummed inside her. She started moaning.
Then her kid was knocking on the door. She got up and adjusted her saree and went out quickly. She gave food to the kid and let him sleep. After that, she was crying at the dining table. I sat with her and wiped her eyes and said, “Don’t worry I will take care of everything.”
I consoled her and she hugged me and said, “We can’t continue our relationship.”
But I lifted her face and said, “Can you divorce your husband? I want to have a living-together relationship with you.”
She said nothing. After a few minutes, she said, “My husband is trying to divorce me.”
I said, “Why don’t you move for a mutual divorce? We can enjoy together after that.”
After a few months, they got a mutual divorce. She took a separate house and started living alone. Whenever we need pleasure, we meet and fuck each other. I am now 32, she is 48. We are continuing our sex life. Now my teacher is mine alone, my sweet hot darling Malli.