Tuesday, December 25, 2007

The Teacher

Reena is a 32 years old married woman. Her husband is an engineer in merchant navy and he comes home once for a month or two in a year. She is a school- teacher and also gives private tuitions in the evening to pass her time. She was sex-starved until last year and used to masturbate to satisfy her sexual desire.
Last year, She visited her friend (Nisha) of college days, who lives in Delhi. Nisha's husband is a doctor in UAE and she is a teacher like Reena. One day Reena accompanied Nisha to a ladies kitty-party where she was compelled to drink more than her usual capacity. When they reached home, Reena was not even able to stand properly. Nisha helped her reach the bedroom. She herself was little drunk but not as much as Reena. Reena flopped onto the bed without even removing her sandals.

When she woke up after an hour or so, Reena was stillintoxicated. She got up to change since she was still in her party clothes and high heels. But before that Reena heard sound coming from Nisha's room. Reena peeked inside to find Nisha on the bed with her 29 years old servant, Ramesh. She was shocked but she felt excited too as Reena did not have had sex for months. Her choot became wet. Reena returned to her room and started masturbating.

She was just about to climax when Nisha walked into the room. She sat on the edge of the bed and caressed Reena's boobs. "Oh, your breast so nice, Rina. It's so hard and your nipple stand up. Rina, you're turning on, aren't you? If you like I have something to help you." Nisha said with a naughty smile.".
She called in Ramesh. His eyes widened as he saw Reena in a state of undress.

Nisha asked Ramesh. Her language further excited Reena. Nisha took hold of Ramesh's lund and by the flick of her palm made him come alive. Reena was too hot and drunk to refuse. Her heart was beating at the thought of what she was about to do.

Spreading her legs, Ramesh positioned himself between them, rubbing his lund along her choot. "MMMMM," Reena moaned, stretching her arms up above her head. Ramesh leaned in, pushing his lund all the way into her, as he took one of her nipples into his mouth. Reena reached down, grabbing his muscular ass as he ground into her. He nibbled at her tits and ran his hand up her body. Splaying her legs wide, Ramesh continued to fuck Reena as he laid on top of her.

Reena closed her eyes and accepted his fucking with wanton lust. He was pushing her legs wide as his thick lund slid in and out of her choot. Then, grabbing her by the ankles, Ramesh forced her legs up by her head. It hurt slightly, but Reena didn't even care. Reena had a hard lund in her choot and that's all that mattered.

Reena moaned. "Oh, Nisha. It's so nice. I've never tasted like this for a years, Nisha. And now you're giving me to have a happiness of my life. Thank you, Nisha.. T hat's so kind of you, MMMM..uuuh.ouh..yyy.yesss.nice...AAHH..OH myGot..I'm cuming again, Nisha..from time to time....what's nice you gave me,myGot....AAAHHH...again and again...!!!"

Ramesh obeyed, slamming his hips into her. Reena was surprised at her own words,but dismissed it, realizing that she was a little intoxicated. When he reached his climax, Reena became so wild that she passed out and didn't regain consciousness until morning.

The next morning, when Reena got up, Nisha came to her and they talked about previous night and her problem of sex starvation. Nisha said: "You are too much till when will you suppress your sexual desires for being a faithful wife. If our husbands don't care about us due to their lust for money, why should we care?!"

Nisha said convincing Reena: "See Reena, sex is as basic a need as food and water, and as natural as breathing.These male-chauvinist husbands will go to prostitutes to satisfy their lust in absence of wives and will then expect wives to be faithful and pious." "Reena... you are so beautiful and sexy that any man's cock you wish would become your slave…. Enjoy while you are still sexy and youthful…. Look at me… I don't miss even a single opportunity to fuck. So many of my students in school feel grateful after fucking me." She said. "Why don't you also seduce one of your students."

Nisha's lecture changed Reena's views altogether. Reena wondered why she had never thought of that before. Every moral and inhibition in her had melted away in the heat of her renewed passions.

Back home in Bombay, Reena began her search for prospective guys from among her students in school and those who took tuitions from her. Reena began putting on revealing dresses during tuitions at her home and in school too. She would wear low cut blouses and saris below her navel. Reena started cracking doublemeaning jokes while tutoring the students at her home. It was easier to seduce the students at home.

Moreover, they were older than the students in her class at school. Reena found herself attracted towards a boy, Ankit, who was gorgeous hunk of masculinity at age of 17. He gave her many sleepless nights. For nearly two weeks Reena did not make move. Every night she ended up drinking and masturbating while thinking about him. Reena would sit for hours puffing cigarettes and make different plans to seduce him. She wanted him but did not have courage till she finally decide to go by bolder route.

One day Reena told him to come alone on Sunday, as he required some extra coaching. She had chosen Sunday because it was an off for other students. But he said that he had to go for gym in afternoon on Sunday so that he would come directly from there in the evening. Reena waited for him nervously. What pretense would she use to seduce him? Reena poured out a couple of stiff measures of gins, knocked them neat, and lit a cigarette. As the alcohol climbed, she felt warm under the collar and her hesitation was gone.

There was a knock at the door. Reena exhaled a lungful of smoke and ground the rest of the cigarette under her sandal before letting him in. She felt at least a decade younger as Reena watched him clad only in running shorts and T-shirt. Seeing that she was dressing in fancy salwar-suit with high-heeled sandals and nice make-up, Ankit hesitated.

"I'm sorry, Miss," he said. His eyes fixed on the jutting swell of her full rounded breasts, which were almost exposed through the low neckline of her salwar. Then he continued: "I didn't mean to come here while you were going out somewhere." "No, you just come in time. I was just thinking about you" Reena said, smiling as sweetly as she could. Despite Ankit's obvious wide-eyed wonderment, she was certain of the brassy glint of sexual interest in his eyes. "Would you like something to drink, Ankit?…thumsup, 7up ?"

Reena could see that his cock had ballooned in his shorts ... and was getting larger even as she looked at it.
"What's the matter? You look like I'm going to eat you, Ankit!?" Reena said in a throaty, sultry voice.

Deliberately she let her gaze fall once again to the crotch of his shorts, and Reena couldn't help smiling as she saw Ankit squirm in embarrassment under her blatant scrutiny of the long, hard bulge that was straining the material of his shorts. Reena knew that he was in an agony of confusion and frustration. Reena purred huskily. The red-faced boy wordlessly shook his head. The torment he was experiencing apparent in his expression.
"Whatever are you thinking about to have that happen to you." Reena said in a mock reproof, pointing towards his bulge.

"Miss, I…I…" he stuttered, "I'm sorry". "It doesn't meter. I know what it is, too" she whispered to his ear.
"Your penis is very, very hard, isn't it?." His expressions showed that he was too overwhelmed to speak, but Reena didn't give him a little bit time to explained it, as Reena then said:
"Don't worry, Ankit, don't hesitated, be patient, wait for some minutes, I'll helping you to realize whatever you are thinking about. What have you dream it must be to become realization soon. Promise, I'm going to help you, dear. You want to learn and to taste something else from me, aren't you?" Reena force to him.
Ankit didn't understand yet what Reena's said so far, he was only silent in a thousand words and though it's possible because miss Reena had drunk too much and however she's a teacher.of him. Until then Reena told to him: "So, don't wasting time, please stand up leave of the seat and come with me here." Reena take his hand walking toward into the Rina's bed room.

In that closed room what's happened it must be happen. That was the first time experience for Reena where she was doing in her home with her young boy, herself student, to satisfy a fire in her heart of her desire woman that had waited along time for making a plan like that day and it's success completely... Further more, next day again and next Sunday doing again, it must be, at least, tree times during one week.... to pass her natural desire (we wouldn't say about some other of students which she has ate), as long as there was not her husband in their home. Reena is now always happy every day either at home or in her class shool beside her planning and performance has been running well until now.

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