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Johnny
I sit there happily nibbling at my crisps watching an old re-run of 'Mission Impossible'.
It's just getting to the good part (though I think all of the programme is good) when my mom pokes her head in.
"Aren't you mean't to be going?" she asks.
"In a minute, mom. I'm just watching the end of this." I reply.
"Don't give me that 'in a minute mom' with me. Mrs Chowdry has very kindly offered to give you extra tuition so that you can get into university next year and you told her that you will there at eight. It's almost that now." she retorts.
"You better go, son." my father says who has been watching the programme with me.
Knowing that I will not win the argument, plus miss the end of MI whatever happens, I sigh and get up.
Grabbing my books and my jacket, I leave the house and make my way to where Mrs Chowdry lives.
I shake my head. I'm 18 years of age and my mom still bosses me around as if I am 8. Arrghh!
Then again, she's the same with my dad.
********
It takes me a good half an hour to reach Chowdry's house.
Ringing her door bell, I patiently wait until the front door opens.
She's not happy.
"You are late, young man. It is almost 8.30." she says with that curious Indian accent, pointing to her watch.
"Sorry." I say.
"Well you better come in then." she says as she starts walking back into the house.
As I start to follow, she shouts behind her "and don't forget to close the front door."
I almost did.
I close it and follow her in...
I sit there happily nibbling at my crisps watching an old re-run of 'Mission Impossible'.
It's just getting to the good part (though I think all of the programme is good) when my mom pokes her head in.
"Aren't you mean't to be going?" she asks.
"In a minute, mom. I'm just watching the end of this." I reply.
"Don't give me that 'in a minute mom' with me. Mrs Chowdry has very kindly offered to give you extra tuition so that you can get into university next year and you told her that you will there at eight. It's almost that now." she retorts.
"You better go, son." my father says who has been watching the programme with me.
Knowing that I will not win the argument, plus miss the end of MI whatever happens, I sigh and get up.
Grabbing my books and my jacket, I leave the house and make my way to where Mrs Chowdry lives.
I shake my head. I'm 18 years of age and my mom still bosses me around as if I am 8. Arrghh!
Then again, she's the same with my dad.
********
It takes me a good half an hour to reach Chowdry's house.
Ringing her door bell, I patiently wait until the front door opens.
She's not happy.
"You are late, young man. It is almost 8.30." she says with that curious Indian accent, pointing to her watch.
"Sorry." I say.
"Well you better come in then." she says as she starts walking back into the house.
As I start to follow, she shouts behind her "and don't forget to close the front door."
I almost did.
I close it and follow her in...
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The boy is a half hour late...
I look pointedly at my watch as I let him in. "Don't forget to close the front door," I call out as I walk toward my office listening for it to close. "This way."
"Sit. There." I indicate a table that is set up for those students I tutor throughout the school year and during the summer. Sitting on the edge of my own desk as Johnny placed his notebook and text on the table, I glance at my watch again. "You are late. I will tell you this once and only once. My time is precious. You will not waste it by arriving late. Likewise, I will not waste my time on someone who does not come prepared to work hard at his lessons. If you are serious about attending University, then you will abide by these simple rules and we will get along quite well. If you have any doubts, leave now and don't come back."
The boy turned a bright shade of red and blurted out, "No, Mrs. Chowdry. I want to do this. Honest. The time just got away from me. It won't happen again. Really."
"Well. See that it does not. Now open your text to Chapter One and begin to read."
The night was hot and humid and I could feel the white silk of my blouse clinging to me. I fluttered the bodice, trying to create a draft against my skin. A cool shower when the boy leaves, I think to myself.
Looking up, I notice Johnny staring at me. His face still flushed from earlier it seems. "Yes? Have you finished the chapter already?"
He shakes his head back and forth and whispers a quiet "No, Mrs. Chowdry. I was just... No, I haven't finished."
"Well, lets see what you have read so far," I say as I slip into the chair next to him. He flinches as my arm brushes against his, but he does not meet my eye when I look at him curiously. Boys, I think to myself as we begin to go over the first lesson.
I look pointedly at my watch as I let him in. "Don't forget to close the front door," I call out as I walk toward my office listening for it to close. "This way."
"Sit. There." I indicate a table that is set up for those students I tutor throughout the school year and during the summer. Sitting on the edge of my own desk as Johnny placed his notebook and text on the table, I glance at my watch again. "You are late. I will tell you this once and only once. My time is precious. You will not waste it by arriving late. Likewise, I will not waste my time on someone who does not come prepared to work hard at his lessons. If you are serious about attending University, then you will abide by these simple rules and we will get along quite well. If you have any doubts, leave now and don't come back."
The boy turned a bright shade of red and blurted out, "No, Mrs. Chowdry. I want to do this. Honest. The time just got away from me. It won't happen again. Really."
"Well. See that it does not. Now open your text to Chapter One and begin to read."
The night was hot and humid and I could feel the white silk of my blouse clinging to me. I fluttered the bodice, trying to create a draft against my skin. A cool shower when the boy leaves, I think to myself.
Looking up, I notice Johnny staring at me. His face still flushed from earlier it seems. "Yes? Have you finished the chapter already?"
He shakes his head back and forth and whispers a quiet "No, Mrs. Chowdry. I was just... No, I haven't finished."
"Well, lets see what you have read so far," I say as I slip into the chair next to him. He flinches as my arm brushes against his, but he does not meet my eye when I look at him curiously. Boys, I think to myself as we begin to go over the first lesson.
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Johnny
I stand there as Mrs Chowdry lectures me about wasting her time, my face flushing with embarrassment.
"If you have any doubts, leave now and don't come back!" she says, finishing.
Though a part of me wants to walk out right now. I know that I can't. Instead, I find myself pleading with her.
"No, Mrs. Chowdry. I want to do this. Honest. The time just got away from me. It won't happen again. Really."
She seems satisfied with that and tells me to sit and start reading.
Opening the book, my mind starts to wander.
Why couldn't I have had Miss Steadman, or Miss Jackman? Both teachers are complete babes. But no, I get saddled with the "Cow from Hell".
A movement catches my eye and I look up to see Chowdry doing something to her blouse. For a moment, it is drawn up against her body, emphasising her breasts.
Oh God!
The image of her breasts suddenly fill my mind. Christ, they are big!
Immediately, I find myself getting turned on.
No! Not now! And not with old Chowdry. She's older than my Mum!
Not being able to stop myself, I find myself looking at her body. Trying to imagine what it looks like under her clothes.
Fuck! I'm checking her out!
But I can't stop myself. Though well past her prime, she's not too bad figure-wise. I look at her hard face, her thick lips and I wonder what's it like to kiss them.
"Yes? Have you finished the chapter already?" she suddenly says.
Shit! She's saw me looking at her!
"No, Mrs. Chowdry. I was just... No, I haven't finished." I whisper quietly, my face glowing with embarrassment.
"Well, lets see what you have read so far." I watch her get up and come over. Her heavy breasts moving within her blouse.
Fuck! Is she wearing a bra?
She is then sitting next to me, making me flinch as she brushes against me.
I can smell her perfume and I find myself getting horny like never before...
I stand there as Mrs Chowdry lectures me about wasting her time, my face flushing with embarrassment.
"If you have any doubts, leave now and don't come back!" she says, finishing.
Though a part of me wants to walk out right now. I know that I can't. Instead, I find myself pleading with her.
"No, Mrs. Chowdry. I want to do this. Honest. The time just got away from me. It won't happen again. Really."
She seems satisfied with that and tells me to sit and start reading.
Opening the book, my mind starts to wander.
Why couldn't I have had Miss Steadman, or Miss Jackman? Both teachers are complete babes. But no, I get saddled with the "Cow from Hell".
A movement catches my eye and I look up to see Chowdry doing something to her blouse. For a moment, it is drawn up against her body, emphasising her breasts.
Oh God!
The image of her breasts suddenly fill my mind. Christ, they are big!
Immediately, I find myself getting turned on.
No! Not now! And not with old Chowdry. She's older than my Mum!
Not being able to stop myself, I find myself looking at her body. Trying to imagine what it looks like under her clothes.
Fuck! I'm checking her out!
But I can't stop myself. Though well past her prime, she's not too bad figure-wise. I look at her hard face, her thick lips and I wonder what's it like to kiss them.
"Yes? Have you finished the chapter already?" she suddenly says.
Shit! She's saw me looking at her!
"No, Mrs. Chowdry. I was just... No, I haven't finished." I whisper quietly, my face glowing with embarrassment.
"Well, lets see what you have read so far." I watch her get up and come over. Her heavy breasts moving within her blouse.
Fuck! Is she wearing a bra?
She is then sitting next to me, making me flinch as she brushes against me.
I can smell her perfume and I find myself getting horny like never before...
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John's pen rolls off the table...
and he bends hurriedly to pick it up, turning redder still as he notices me watching. This won't do. It won't do at all. How can I possibly tutor this lad if he continually jumps at shadows?
"John. I think we will call it a night. Read the whole of Chapter One and don't be late next time. Understood?" I stood up as my pupil gathered up his things and placed them into his backpack. "You must learn not to be so... What is the word you youngsters use? 'Uptight'. I'm not really the Dragon Lady you have all made me out to be."
"I... I... never called you that, Mrs. Chowdry," John stammered uneasily.
I wasn't sure if I was amused at having caught John out about the nick most of the boys called me, or insulted at finding out that he actually knew it. "Oh... Take yourself home, John. Or where ever it is that you intended to be instead of here." He started to protest once again but I just flicked my hand, shooing him away.
"Don't forget to close the door behind you! And don't be late next time!" I called out after him.
and he bends hurriedly to pick it up, turning redder still as he notices me watching. This won't do. It won't do at all. How can I possibly tutor this lad if he continually jumps at shadows?
"John. I think we will call it a night. Read the whole of Chapter One and don't be late next time. Understood?" I stood up as my pupil gathered up his things and placed them into his backpack. "You must learn not to be so... What is the word you youngsters use? 'Uptight'. I'm not really the Dragon Lady you have all made me out to be."
"I... I... never called you that, Mrs. Chowdry," John stammered uneasily.
I wasn't sure if I was amused at having caught John out about the nick most of the boys called me, or insulted at finding out that he actually knew it. "Oh... Take yourself home, John. Or where ever it is that you intended to be instead of here." He started to protest once again but I just flicked my hand, shooing him away.
"Don't forget to close the door behind you! And don't be late next time!" I called out after him.
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I leave the house, making sure that I close the door.
What happened in there?
I can't believe that I just got horny over the 'Dragon Lady'.
Then I picture her heavy breasts moving inside her blouse.
Oh God! I moan to myself, feeling my cock stiffening inside my pants.
****
Reaching home, I shout 'hi' to Mum and Dad and race up the stairs to my bedroom. Locking the door, I quickly pull down my jeans and pants, revealing my raging hard-on.
Oh shit!
I fall back on the bed, my hands already massaging my cock.
Fuck! I'm hard!
In my mind's eye, I can see Chowdry slowly peeling off her blouse, revealing her heavily laden bra.
But she's older than Mum!
What would my mates at school say if they thought I fancied the Dragon?
But those breasts and those lips. But it isn't just that! The way she acts. The way she bosses me.
I look down at my throbbing staff, proud that it extended past my navel and is thick like an areo can.
I imagine Chowdry's face as I show it to her.
Would she like it?
My hand starts to rub my cock harder at the thought, feeling the excitement rising in me...
Then suddenly the urge is gone.
Fuck! Not again!
Disheartened, I watch my erection die.
Crestfallen, I pull up my trousers and go downstairs...
What happened in there?
I can't believe that I just got horny over the 'Dragon Lady'.
Then I picture her heavy breasts moving inside her blouse.
Oh God! I moan to myself, feeling my cock stiffening inside my pants.
****
Reaching home, I shout 'hi' to Mum and Dad and race up the stairs to my bedroom. Locking the door, I quickly pull down my jeans and pants, revealing my raging hard-on.
Oh shit!
I fall back on the bed, my hands already massaging my cock.
Fuck! I'm hard!
In my mind's eye, I can see Chowdry slowly peeling off her blouse, revealing her heavily laden bra.
But she's older than Mum!
What would my mates at school say if they thought I fancied the Dragon?
But those breasts and those lips. But it isn't just that! The way she acts. The way she bosses me.
I look down at my throbbing staff, proud that it extended past my navel and is thick like an areo can.
I imagine Chowdry's face as I show it to her.
Would she like it?
My hand starts to rub my cock harder at the thought, feeling the excitement rising in me...
Then suddenly the urge is gone.
Fuck! Not again!
Disheartened, I watch my erection die.
Crestfallen, I pull up my trousers and go downstairs...
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I listened for the door to close...
Locking it behind him, I walk into my bedroom. I look around as I begin to undress. It is hot and muggy and I need a shower.
Opening the closet, I run my hand over one of my husband's suit jackets. Away on yet another business trip, I often speculate if he has another woman. I can barely remember the last time we had relations. Not that it was ever more than going through the 'motions', Sanjit was just not very romantically inclined. Sighing, I continue to undress as I move into the adjoining bathroom for a nice cool shower.
Once under the running water, I can't help thinking about all the married women I know who are having affairs. Even Eleanor Pomeroy is having a fling with someone more than half her age, for crying out loud. What could he possibly see in her? Well, that's obvious, I giggle at my foolishness. Sex. Hot, steamy sex.
Oh, Anju. Stop it! You have a husband, a luxurious house and all the free time you want. If anyone should be jealous it should be Eleanor. Even so, I can't help wondering what it would be like to have a lover of my own. To be satisfied in ways that I've almost forgotten.
The warm soapy cloth glides over my body as I wash up and I feel my body reacting to my imaginary lover's touch. The soft smoothness of his hands tracing patterns over my body, my nipples stiffening at his touch. The tingling between my legs demanding attention.
"Ohhh... " I whisper in my reverie. "Yes... touch me there." Fingers slip between my puffy outer lips into the slick wetness of my most intimate of places. Idly stroking, swirling over my hard little pearl. "Ohhh... More... " I cry out to my love as my body tenses in anticipation.
I lean back against the wall of the shower and my breath catches as my orgasm sweeps over me. Convulsive spasms of delight and passion overtaking me, leaving my heart pounding and my breathing ragged.
Putting thoughts of my imaginary lover away for yet another time, I finish washing up and get ready for bed. Silly woman, I think to myself once again though not so sure quite how silly I am to want a man's hands on me again after so long.
Locking it behind him, I walk into my bedroom. I look around as I begin to undress. It is hot and muggy and I need a shower.
Opening the closet, I run my hand over one of my husband's suit jackets. Away on yet another business trip, I often speculate if he has another woman. I can barely remember the last time we had relations. Not that it was ever more than going through the 'motions', Sanjit was just not very romantically inclined. Sighing, I continue to undress as I move into the adjoining bathroom for a nice cool shower.
Once under the running water, I can't help thinking about all the married women I know who are having affairs. Even Eleanor Pomeroy is having a fling with someone more than half her age, for crying out loud. What could he possibly see in her? Well, that's obvious, I giggle at my foolishness. Sex. Hot, steamy sex.
Oh, Anju. Stop it! You have a husband, a luxurious house and all the free time you want. If anyone should be jealous it should be Eleanor. Even so, I can't help wondering what it would be like to have a lover of my own. To be satisfied in ways that I've almost forgotten.
The warm soapy cloth glides over my body as I wash up and I feel my body reacting to my imaginary lover's touch. The soft smoothness of his hands tracing patterns over my body, my nipples stiffening at his touch. The tingling between my legs demanding attention.
"Ohhh... " I whisper in my reverie. "Yes... touch me there." Fingers slip between my puffy outer lips into the slick wetness of my most intimate of places. Idly stroking, swirling over my hard little pearl. "Ohhh... More... " I cry out to my love as my body tenses in anticipation.
I lean back against the wall of the shower and my breath catches as my orgasm sweeps over me. Convulsive spasms of delight and passion overtaking me, leaving my heart pounding and my breathing ragged.
Putting thoughts of my imaginary lover away for yet another time, I finish washing up and get ready for bed. Silly woman, I think to myself once again though not so sure quite how silly I am to want a man's hands on me again after so long.
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Johnny
The next day at school, I'm in the corridor with my mates when Chowdry walks pass.
"Have you boys got somewhere to go?" she asks in that Indian accent.
"Hem! Yes, Miss. I mean 'No'" I quickly stammer.
What's wrong with me?
She then carries on and I find myself watching her plump behind moving in her skirt. Admiring her stocking clad legs.
Oh God!
"Johnny!" It's one of my friends. "The bell's just gone. Better get to class."
"Yeah! Right!" I say to him as we make our way to our next subject...
The next day at school, I'm in the corridor with my mates when Chowdry walks pass.
"Have you boys got somewhere to go?" she asks in that Indian accent.
"Hem! Yes, Miss. I mean 'No'" I quickly stammer.
What's wrong with me?
She then carries on and I find myself watching her plump behind moving in her skirt. Admiring her stocking clad legs.
Oh God!
"Johnny!" It's one of my friends. "The bell's just gone. Better get to class."
"Yeah! Right!" I say to him as we make our way to our next subject...
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The day seemed to drag on...
I waded through classes and assignments in a haze after having lunch with Eleanor. She had carried on incessantly about her lover's prowess and 'dimensions', only allowing me to speak to the normalcy (or was it mediocrity?) of my own life when we were ready to leave the cafe. Not that it mattered much, I really didn't have anything to say anyhow.
When I got home that afternoon, I undressed and stood before the mirror in the bedroom. I don't know when I had ever had the 'nerve' to do that, but now I was curious.
My breasts weren't as perky as when I was young. Thank the heavens for underwire bras, I chuckled to myself. I had grown thick about the waist over time as well. My face wasn't bad, and I still had a great smile but that was about it. Who could possibly want me?
My own husband didn't want me, a good indication that no one else would either. Maybe it didn't matter to a man merely interested in having an affair. Who knew? I was certain that I would never find out.
I guided my fantasy lover's hands slowly over my body, touching my most intimate of places. "Yesss.. You do know how to please me," I whispered in a throaty whisper as 'he' laid me backwards on the bed and buried his face in the dark mass of curls that led to my secret garden of delights. I writhed and bucked against 'his' mouth and tongue until I came in a shuddering release.
Suddenly embarrassed by the wanton fantasies that were becoming more than an occasional masturbatory interlude, I quickly dressed again and went into the kitchen to prepare a small dinner for myself.
I was just finishing when the doorbell chimed, startling me. I looked up at the clock in dismay. Where had the time gone? That must be Johnny already.
I combed my fingers through my hair and smoothed my hands over my blouse and skirt, not wanting to look terribly dishevelled when I opened the door.
"Good evening, John," I greeted him as he walked into the foyer. "Put your books in my office and join me in the kitchen for a moment, will you? I was just making a sandwich. I didn't realize how late it had gotten."
I waded through classes and assignments in a haze after having lunch with Eleanor. She had carried on incessantly about her lover's prowess and 'dimensions', only allowing me to speak to the normalcy (or was it mediocrity?) of my own life when we were ready to leave the cafe. Not that it mattered much, I really didn't have anything to say anyhow.
When I got home that afternoon, I undressed and stood before the mirror in the bedroom. I don't know when I had ever had the 'nerve' to do that, but now I was curious.
My breasts weren't as perky as when I was young. Thank the heavens for underwire bras, I chuckled to myself. I had grown thick about the waist over time as well. My face wasn't bad, and I still had a great smile but that was about it. Who could possibly want me?
My own husband didn't want me, a good indication that no one else would either. Maybe it didn't matter to a man merely interested in having an affair. Who knew? I was certain that I would never find out.
I guided my fantasy lover's hands slowly over my body, touching my most intimate of places. "Yesss.. You do know how to please me," I whispered in a throaty whisper as 'he' laid me backwards on the bed and buried his face in the dark mass of curls that led to my secret garden of delights. I writhed and bucked against 'his' mouth and tongue until I came in a shuddering release.
Suddenly embarrassed by the wanton fantasies that were becoming more than an occasional masturbatory interlude, I quickly dressed again and went into the kitchen to prepare a small dinner for myself.
I was just finishing when the doorbell chimed, startling me. I looked up at the clock in dismay. Where had the time gone? That must be Johnny already.
I combed my fingers through my hair and smoothed my hands over my blouse and skirt, not wanting to look terribly dishevelled when I opened the door.
"Good evening, John," I greeted him as he walked into the foyer. "Put your books in my office and join me in the kitchen for a moment, will you? I was just making a sandwich. I didn't realize how late it had gotten."
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"Good evening, John," she says as she answers the door to me.
"Hello, Miss." I say to her quietly.
"Put your books in my office and join me in the kitchen for a moment, will you? I was just making a sandwich. I didn't realize how late it had gotten."
I breath a sigh of relief.
At least she's in a better mood then last time.
Putting my books in her office, I go into the kitchen in time to see her bending over, fetching something from a cupboard.
"Do you want something?" she asks, not getting up.
I just stand there, staring at her plump arse filling her skirt. Immediately, I start to get hard.
Oh shit!
Glancing down, I notice I have a very noticable bulge in my jeans.
"Got it!" she says as she starts to raise up. I find myself trying to see the front of her blouse.
Suddenly realising that she may see 'my condition', I quickly dive for the a chair.
"Well do you?" she asks. "Want something. A drink? Something to eat?"
"Um....No thanks, Miss." I answer her, feeling uncomfortable.
"Are you okay? You look very flushed."
Oh shit! I'm blushing!...
"Hello, Miss." I say to her quietly.
"Put your books in my office and join me in the kitchen for a moment, will you? I was just making a sandwich. I didn't realize how late it had gotten."
I breath a sigh of relief.
At least she's in a better mood then last time.
Putting my books in her office, I go into the kitchen in time to see her bending over, fetching something from a cupboard.
"Do you want something?" she asks, not getting up.
I just stand there, staring at her plump arse filling her skirt. Immediately, I start to get hard.
Oh shit!
Glancing down, I notice I have a very noticable bulge in my jeans.
"Got it!" she says as she starts to raise up. I find myself trying to see the front of her blouse.
Suddenly realising that she may see 'my condition', I quickly dive for the a chair.
"Well do you?" she asks. "Want something. A drink? Something to eat?"
"Um....No thanks, Miss." I answer her, feeling uncomfortable.
"Are you okay? You look very flushed."
Oh shit! I'm blushing!...
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Tea for two...
"Let me carry that for you?" Johnny asked shyly when I finished making the sandwiches and tea. I nodded assent and walked toward my office with him following close behind.
"Just place it on the... " Johnny ran right into me, tipping the tray and spilling its contents onto the floor.
"Oh!! I'm so sorry, Miss... " he blurted out. I took the empty tray from him, setting it on the table and knelt down to clean up the mess. He just stood there in horror, like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car.
There was tea all over his shoes and the bottoms of his pants. I looked up to see how much other damage had been done to his trousers. "Not to worry," I said before I noticed something else. Johnny had an enormous erection, his member forming a tent in his loose khakis.
I quickly lowered my gaze. Did he notice me staring? Oh. It was so much larger than Sanjit's. I had never seen another man's arousal before. I felt a flush spreading over my face and body. NO! This is not supposed to be.
"Johnny," I spoke in a low voice. "There has been no damage done, but I think perhaps we will pass on the lesson today." I found my eyes were drifting back toward his swollen member with curiosity and a strange sense of arousal. Standing quickly so that I would have to look at his face instead of... I blurted out, "Tomorrow we will work twice as long to catch up. Go home and get into dry clothes."
"Yes, Miss... " Johnny said quietly. He hesitated for a moment as if he would say something more, but I waved my hand in dismissal. Taking up his pack, he turned quickly and left the house.
I sank into a chair when I heard the door close. Fanning myself, I knew that I was just as red in the face as he had been. Was it for the same reason? This was so wrong. I couldn't help wondering why he had been so... so... Worse still, my own body had betrayed me by reacting to the sight of it.
Just a teenage thing, I admonished myself. Shame on you, Anju for even taking notice. But why didn't I notice things like that when my own son was growing up? Max is 28 now and long gone from our home, but I had no recollection of anything like that happening with him. Thank the gods!
You are a wicked woman, Anju Chowdry! Dirty minded wanton! Even so, I could feel the oh so familiar tingling beginning in my womanhood.
I was 16 when my father arranged the marriage with Sanjit. He was 31. An old man. He never pleasured me, just did his 'duty'. I was pregnant with Max during the first year of our marriage and sexual relations were few and far between after that.
He would mount me and poke at me a few times before grunting and rolling off to fall asleep. I would listen for the snoring to begin before inviting my 'secret lover' to enjoy the passions Sanjit never recognized in me. And he was not nearly as large as Johnny, if the outline of what I saw through his trousers was any indication.
Without realizing, I had been easing my skirt up and had slowly crept beneath the silky material of my panties. I gasped, fingers sinking into the hot wetness between my nether lips. "Ohhhhhh... " I cried out as I arched up. Making love once again with my imaginary lover I soon came to a shuddering climax.
"Let me carry that for you?" Johnny asked shyly when I finished making the sandwiches and tea. I nodded assent and walked toward my office with him following close behind.
"Just place it on the... " Johnny ran right into me, tipping the tray and spilling its contents onto the floor.
"Oh!! I'm so sorry, Miss... " he blurted out. I took the empty tray from him, setting it on the table and knelt down to clean up the mess. He just stood there in horror, like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car.
There was tea all over his shoes and the bottoms of his pants. I looked up to see how much other damage had been done to his trousers. "Not to worry," I said before I noticed something else. Johnny had an enormous erection, his member forming a tent in his loose khakis.
I quickly lowered my gaze. Did he notice me staring? Oh. It was so much larger than Sanjit's. I had never seen another man's arousal before. I felt a flush spreading over my face and body. NO! This is not supposed to be.
"Johnny," I spoke in a low voice. "There has been no damage done, but I think perhaps we will pass on the lesson today." I found my eyes were drifting back toward his swollen member with curiosity and a strange sense of arousal. Standing quickly so that I would have to look at his face instead of... I blurted out, "Tomorrow we will work twice as long to catch up. Go home and get into dry clothes."
"Yes, Miss... " Johnny said quietly. He hesitated for a moment as if he would say something more, but I waved my hand in dismissal. Taking up his pack, he turned quickly and left the house.
I sank into a chair when I heard the door close. Fanning myself, I knew that I was just as red in the face as he had been. Was it for the same reason? This was so wrong. I couldn't help wondering why he had been so... so... Worse still, my own body had betrayed me by reacting to the sight of it.
Just a teenage thing, I admonished myself. Shame on you, Anju for even taking notice. But why didn't I notice things like that when my own son was growing up? Max is 28 now and long gone from our home, but I had no recollection of anything like that happening with him. Thank the gods!
You are a wicked woman, Anju Chowdry! Dirty minded wanton! Even so, I could feel the oh so familiar tingling beginning in my womanhood.
I was 16 when my father arranged the marriage with Sanjit. He was 31. An old man. He never pleasured me, just did his 'duty'. I was pregnant with Max during the first year of our marriage and sexual relations were few and far between after that.
He would mount me and poke at me a few times before grunting and rolling off to fall asleep. I would listen for the snoring to begin before inviting my 'secret lover' to enjoy the passions Sanjit never recognized in me. And he was not nearly as large as Johnny, if the outline of what I saw through his trousers was any indication.
Without realizing, I had been easing my skirt up and had slowly crept beneath the silky material of my panties. I gasped, fingers sinking into the hot wetness between my nether lips. "Ohhhhhh... " I cried out as I arched up. Making love once again with my imaginary lover I soon came to a shuddering climax.
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I stand outside the house, shaking. Unable to believe what has just happened.
I look at my hard-on bulging through my trousers.
Fuck! She saw it!
I could see her face.
I'm filled with an excitement that for the first time a woman has seen my hard-on.
A part of me, a strong part, wants to go back inside and show it to her in the flesh. To see what she will do.
Most likely call the police!
Instead, I rush home to the sanctity of my room. Within minutes, I have the door locked, and am lying on my bed with my trousers down.
I'm amazed at the size of my cock as it stands up in my hand, the head a deep purple.
Shit!
Unable to stop, with the image of Chowdry's shocked face in my mind, I start to move my hand up and down. Harder and faster.
"Oh, Miss." I groan to myself as my hand moves faster and faster.
It feels different this time. I have never felt so turned on.
I can now see her, naked. Her large breasts wobbling.
Then it happens.
I feel a tingling in my balls and then suddenly something is shooting up my cock. Unable to hold back, I cum for the first time in my life.
I watch with a mixture of bliss and amazement as my cock shoots out thick white spunk all over the place
"Oh fucking hell!" I cry out.
Afterwards, I just lay there. Knackered. My body wet with sweat and spunk.
It had felt so good.
******
Once I had discovered how to wank off, I do it twice before going to bed and then again in the morning.
My parents are quite surprised when they find me leaving the house early for school the next morning.
I give a lame excuse of meeting my friends but instead find myself standing outside Chowdry's door, ringing the bell...
I look at my hard-on bulging through my trousers.
Fuck! She saw it!
I could see her face.
I'm filled with an excitement that for the first time a woman has seen my hard-on.
A part of me, a strong part, wants to go back inside and show it to her in the flesh. To see what she will do.
Most likely call the police!
Instead, I rush home to the sanctity of my room. Within minutes, I have the door locked, and am lying on my bed with my trousers down.
I'm amazed at the size of my cock as it stands up in my hand, the head a deep purple.
Shit!
Unable to stop, with the image of Chowdry's shocked face in my mind, I start to move my hand up and down. Harder and faster.
"Oh, Miss." I groan to myself as my hand moves faster and faster.
It feels different this time. I have never felt so turned on.
I can now see her, naked. Her large breasts wobbling.
Then it happens.
I feel a tingling in my balls and then suddenly something is shooting up my cock. Unable to hold back, I cum for the first time in my life.
I watch with a mixture of bliss and amazement as my cock shoots out thick white spunk all over the place
"Oh fucking hell!" I cry out.
Afterwards, I just lay there. Knackered. My body wet with sweat and spunk.
It had felt so good.
******
Once I had discovered how to wank off, I do it twice before going to bed and then again in the morning.
My parents are quite surprised when they find me leaving the house early for school the next morning.
I give a lame excuse of meeting my friends but instead find myself standing outside Chowdry's door, ringing the bell...
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Sanjit arrived home at a very late hour...
from his latest business trip. He had some transactions to take care of in London before heading to Tokyo, he said before climbing on top of me, grunting as he found his release after a few strokes. Within moments, I could hear him snoring and crept quietly from the bed and scrubbed everywhere that he had touched me until my skin was almost raw. I struggled not to become physically ill, I hadn't realized how much he repulsed me. How much I longed for more...
We rose early and went down to the kitchen where I began to prepare his breakfast. He didn't say anything as he sat sipping at his cup of chai with the newspaper opened to the financial section. Until the doorbell rang...
"Get the door, Anju," he grumbled. "Who could that be at this hour of the morning?"
Glancing at the clock, I wondered myself. Pulling my kimono tightly around me, I went to find out.
"G.. good morning, Miss." It was Johnny.
"Johnny. What are you doing here now?" I asked, holding the edges of the robe closed protectively over my breasts. "Come in. I was just making breakfast. Mr. Chowdry is home this morning." I wasn't sure why I felt I had to explain my husband's presence in his own home, but I had done so and Johnny's eyebrows had raised questioningly at my statement.
I could feel Johnny's eyes boring into me as he followed to the kitchen. Something about that sent a ripple of excitement through me. Maybe I was imagining it. Shrugging mentally, I introduced my husband to him. "Ranjit... This is my student, Johnny. Johnny... my husband, Mr. Chowdry."
My husband rose to leave, nodding his head at Johnny and saying something about catching an afternoon flight out of Heathrow. Thank goodness. I couldn't stand to have him groping at me again so soon. Turning my back quickly, I hoped that neither of them had noticed the look of relief that must have come over my face.
I didn't turn around again until I heard the door close behind Sanjit. Johnny was still standing just inside the kitchen, staring at me. I couldn't help but compare the two in my mind. Sanjit was barely taller than me at 5' and quite round, his face ugly in its complacence. Johnny, on the other hand was tall and thin, lanky even. His face was alive with curiosity and interest. His eyes sparkled even when he was flushed. And his... good lord, he was aroused again...
I turned quickly away, my heart beating wildly. Could it be that the boy desired me? ME?? Stop that Anju. Stop that right now! Why should you care? Just find out what he wants and send him on his way.
Taking a deep breath, I look over my shoulder at the red-faced young man. "So, Johnny. You still haven't told me what brings you here this morning."
from his latest business trip. He had some transactions to take care of in London before heading to Tokyo, he said before climbing on top of me, grunting as he found his release after a few strokes. Within moments, I could hear him snoring and crept quietly from the bed and scrubbed everywhere that he had touched me until my skin was almost raw. I struggled not to become physically ill, I hadn't realized how much he repulsed me. How much I longed for more...
We rose early and went down to the kitchen where I began to prepare his breakfast. He didn't say anything as he sat sipping at his cup of chai with the newspaper opened to the financial section. Until the doorbell rang...
"Get the door, Anju," he grumbled. "Who could that be at this hour of the morning?"
Glancing at the clock, I wondered myself. Pulling my kimono tightly around me, I went to find out.
"G.. good morning, Miss." It was Johnny.
"Johnny. What are you doing here now?" I asked, holding the edges of the robe closed protectively over my breasts. "Come in. I was just making breakfast. Mr. Chowdry is home this morning." I wasn't sure why I felt I had to explain my husband's presence in his own home, but I had done so and Johnny's eyebrows had raised questioningly at my statement.
I could feel Johnny's eyes boring into me as he followed to the kitchen. Something about that sent a ripple of excitement through me. Maybe I was imagining it. Shrugging mentally, I introduced my husband to him. "Ranjit... This is my student, Johnny. Johnny... my husband, Mr. Chowdry."
My husband rose to leave, nodding his head at Johnny and saying something about catching an afternoon flight out of Heathrow. Thank goodness. I couldn't stand to have him groping at me again so soon. Turning my back quickly, I hoped that neither of them had noticed the look of relief that must have come over my face.
I didn't turn around again until I heard the door close behind Sanjit. Johnny was still standing just inside the kitchen, staring at me. I couldn't help but compare the two in my mind. Sanjit was barely taller than me at 5' and quite round, his face ugly in its complacence. Johnny, on the other hand was tall and thin, lanky even. His face was alive with curiosity and interest. His eyes sparkled even when he was flushed. And his... good lord, he was aroused again...
I turned quickly away, my heart beating wildly. Could it be that the boy desired me? ME?? Stop that Anju. Stop that right now! Why should you care? Just find out what he wants and send him on his way.
Taking a deep breath, I look over my shoulder at the red-faced young man. "So, Johnny. You still haven't told me what brings you here this morning."
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Johnny
I can't help but stare at her in her robe. I can see the shape of her boobs! Her arse.
Fuck! I wish I was her old man! If she was my wife, I know where I would be with her right now!
The thought gives me another hard-on and for a moment, I'm sure that she sees it before I turn away, my hands trying to hide it but only makes the throbbing worst.
I suddenly want to kiss her.
"So, Johnny. You still haven't told me what brings you here this morning."
Shit! What do I say?
"I-I'm just wanted to say sorry for dropping the tray yesterday." I tell her, embarrassed by saying something so stupid.
She laughs.
"That's sweet of you but you needn't have come over."
She pulls up her robe again.
Christ! I want to fuck her!
I suddenly realise she is still talking to me.
"John? Johnny? I said you had better go now. I have to get ready for school."
"Err! Um! Right." Wishing nothing more than to stay and watch her.
But instead I leave, almost brushing against her as I go past.
Shit! I wish I could grab her and let her feel my aching hard on!
Once outside, I get on my bike and ride off to school...
I can't help but stare at her in her robe. I can see the shape of her boobs! Her arse.
Fuck! I wish I was her old man! If she was my wife, I know where I would be with her right now!
The thought gives me another hard-on and for a moment, I'm sure that she sees it before I turn away, my hands trying to hide it but only makes the throbbing worst.
I suddenly want to kiss her.
"So, Johnny. You still haven't told me what brings you here this morning."
Shit! What do I say?
"I-I'm just wanted to say sorry for dropping the tray yesterday." I tell her, embarrassed by saying something so stupid.
She laughs.
"That's sweet of you but you needn't have come over."
She pulls up her robe again.
Christ! I want to fuck her!
I suddenly realise she is still talking to me.
"John? Johnny? I said you had better go now. I have to get ready for school."
"Err! Um! Right." Wishing nothing more than to stay and watch her.
But instead I leave, almost brushing against her as I go past.
Shit! I wish I could grab her and let her feel my aching hard on!
Once outside, I get on my bike and ride off to school...
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One week later...
The week had been uneventful. Sanjit had gone on to Tokyo and then to Singapore. I didn't much care as it gave me time to myself. Lessons with Johnny continued on schedule and he was doing quite well.
Today was his first exam since I began tutoring him. Mrs. Livingston, knowing that I was assisting him, graded his paper and passed it on to me for review. Top score! From a failing grade to an 'A' in such a short time. He is an apt student indeed.
I find that Johnny intrudes on my thoughts more and more often even though I try to resist. He is less quick to hide his arousal anymore which I find excites me in more ways than I had thought possible. Or is it that I look for it because I need to see evidence that he might possibly desire me?
He will be here any moment for his lesson and has no idea that I have such great news for him. This really does deserve a celebration of some sort. But what? Perhaps a toast, I think to myself taking out a decanter of port.
Nervous and excited, more so than I have been in a while, I pour myself a glass and drink it down quickly. I bask in the warmth of the wine as it spreads over my body. I sit down in my chair, my legs rubbing together, teasing. Stop this silliness, Anju Chowdry!
Chastising myself for these whorish thoughts has become a regular part of my daily routine. Then again, it's normal to want to be desired. Isn't it? Everyone has fantasies. Don't they?
The jangling of the doorbell rouses me from my thoughts and I go to let Johnny in. He follows behind me closely as he has since he first came. "I have heard from Mrs. Livingston today in regards your test."
"Yes, Miss?"
I can hear the nervousness in his voice and I'm glad that he cannot see my face, for it is covered with an enormous grin. "Yes, she sent me over your test results."
Johnny stands quite still, watching intently as I lift the paper from my desk and waving it in front of him. He looks as though he would jump from his skin if given a chance.
I can't help laughing as I break the suspense. "You have gotten top grade, Johnny! 'A'!!"
Johnny let out a long low whistle of relief. "Truly, Miss? Truly? May I see?"
I hand him the paper as I turn to pour the port. "I think this deserves a celebration," I say as I hand him his glass to toast him.. "May this be the beginning of many more! Congratulations!" I say. He downs his almost in one gulp as I lean forward to kiss him on the cheek.
The week had been uneventful. Sanjit had gone on to Tokyo and then to Singapore. I didn't much care as it gave me time to myself. Lessons with Johnny continued on schedule and he was doing quite well.
Today was his first exam since I began tutoring him. Mrs. Livingston, knowing that I was assisting him, graded his paper and passed it on to me for review. Top score! From a failing grade to an 'A' in such a short time. He is an apt student indeed.
I find that Johnny intrudes on my thoughts more and more often even though I try to resist. He is less quick to hide his arousal anymore which I find excites me in more ways than I had thought possible. Or is it that I look for it because I need to see evidence that he might possibly desire me?
He will be here any moment for his lesson and has no idea that I have such great news for him. This really does deserve a celebration of some sort. But what? Perhaps a toast, I think to myself taking out a decanter of port.
Nervous and excited, more so than I have been in a while, I pour myself a glass and drink it down quickly. I bask in the warmth of the wine as it spreads over my body. I sit down in my chair, my legs rubbing together, teasing. Stop this silliness, Anju Chowdry!
Chastising myself for these whorish thoughts has become a regular part of my daily routine. Then again, it's normal to want to be desired. Isn't it? Everyone has fantasies. Don't they?
The jangling of the doorbell rouses me from my thoughts and I go to let Johnny in. He follows behind me closely as he has since he first came. "I have heard from Mrs. Livingston today in regards your test."
"Yes, Miss?"
I can hear the nervousness in his voice and I'm glad that he cannot see my face, for it is covered with an enormous grin. "Yes, she sent me over your test results."
Johnny stands quite still, watching intently as I lift the paper from my desk and waving it in front of him. He looks as though he would jump from his skin if given a chance.
I can't help laughing as I break the suspense. "You have gotten top grade, Johnny! 'A'!!"
Johnny let out a long low whistle of relief. "Truly, Miss? Truly? May I see?"
I hand him the paper as I turn to pour the port. "I think this deserves a celebration," I say as I hand him his glass to toast him.. "May this be the beginning of many more! Congratulations!" I say. He downs his almost in one gulp as I lean forward to kiss him on the cheek.
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Johnny
I stand at the door, waiting for Mrs Chowdry to answer.
Already, I can feel myself getting hard. Saying that, I think I'm hard all the time thinking about her. I haven't told anyone. I don't think my mates would be too impressed if they found out I fancied our Indian teacher.
But I did want her!
And I did notice her looking at me strangely a few times.
She couldn't fancy me? Could she?
Maybe she can see my hard-ons?
Though I do my best to hide them. I feel a flush as I remember her face when she first saw it.
Just then, the door open and she is standing there. I groan inwardly at the black sweater she is wearing, showing off the shape of her breasts.
Oh God! I think to myself as I find myself staring at them.
Thank God she didn't appear to notice I think to myself, as she turns to go back in. Telling me to close the door behind me.
"I have heard from Mrs. Livingston today in regards your test."
"Yes, Miss?"
"Yes, she sent me over your test results."
I just stand there, dreading the worst. For some strange reason, I don't want to let myself down in front of her.
"You have gotten top grade, Johnny! 'A'!!"
I can't believe it!
"Really, Miss? May I see?"
She hands me the paper and as I try to read it, I gives me a drink. "I think this deserves a celebration. May this be the beginning of many more! Congratulations!
I quickly gulp it down in one go. Almost coughing as it burns my throat.
Then to my surprise, she leans forward and kisses me, pressing her body against me as she does.
Just for a moment, I just stand there.
Then I lose control and, suddenly, I find I have her pushed against the wall and am kissing her. My mouth on those lips as I clutch her body against mine, letting her feel my raging hard on...
I stand at the door, waiting for Mrs Chowdry to answer.
Already, I can feel myself getting hard. Saying that, I think I'm hard all the time thinking about her. I haven't told anyone. I don't think my mates would be too impressed if they found out I fancied our Indian teacher.
But I did want her!
And I did notice her looking at me strangely a few times.
She couldn't fancy me? Could she?
Maybe she can see my hard-ons?
Though I do my best to hide them. I feel a flush as I remember her face when she first saw it.
Just then, the door open and she is standing there. I groan inwardly at the black sweater she is wearing, showing off the shape of her breasts.
Oh God! I think to myself as I find myself staring at them.
Thank God she didn't appear to notice I think to myself, as she turns to go back in. Telling me to close the door behind me.
"I have heard from Mrs. Livingston today in regards your test."
"Yes, Miss?"
"Yes, she sent me over your test results."
I just stand there, dreading the worst. For some strange reason, I don't want to let myself down in front of her.
"You have gotten top grade, Johnny! 'A'!!"
I can't believe it!
"Really, Miss? May I see?"
She hands me the paper and as I try to read it, I gives me a drink. "I think this deserves a celebration. May this be the beginning of many more! Congratulations!
I quickly gulp it down in one go. Almost coughing as it burns my throat.
Then to my surprise, she leans forward and kisses me, pressing her body against me as she does.
Just for a moment, I just stand there.
Then I lose control and, suddenly, I find I have her pushed against the wall and am kissing her. My mouth on those lips as I clutch her body against mine, letting her feel my raging hard on...
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I'm not exactly sure what has happened...
I lean toward Johnny to give him a simple kiss on the cheek and find myself pressed against the wall, his mouth covering mine hungrily. I can feel his erection, hard and throbbing between us. He wants me!
My lips part, inviting his tongue to begin a dance with my own. My mind is whirling as if in a fog and my body is on fire. I try to resist by bringing my hands up between us, pushing against his chest. Does he know how much I need a man? Not awkward grunts and thrusts like I have endured by Sanjit all these years. A man to make love to me. To possess me.
I feel his heart pounding, much as my own is. Oh, Anju! This is so wrong. But I want him! My body cries out for Johnny to caress me.
Yes! Touch me! I cry out silently as his hand finds the stiff little nubs that are my nipples. My own hand begins moving downward. Over the firmness of his stomach. Lower. Until my fingers are tracing the outline of his swollen manhood through the material of his trousers. So big! So hard! A gasp escapes my lips.
Somewhere through the fog I hear whimpering. A begging, mewling sound. Where is it coming from? I struggle upward through the steamy haze of my desire. It's Johnny and he's shaking. Good God, what have I done!
It takes every bit of strength I have to push him away. Johnny just looks at me in shock. "Go! You must go before I do any more harm," I cry out as I run from the room.
I lean toward Johnny to give him a simple kiss on the cheek and find myself pressed against the wall, his mouth covering mine hungrily. I can feel his erection, hard and throbbing between us. He wants me!
My lips part, inviting his tongue to begin a dance with my own. My mind is whirling as if in a fog and my body is on fire. I try to resist by bringing my hands up between us, pushing against his chest. Does he know how much I need a man? Not awkward grunts and thrusts like I have endured by Sanjit all these years. A man to make love to me. To possess me.
I feel his heart pounding, much as my own is. Oh, Anju! This is so wrong. But I want him! My body cries out for Johnny to caress me.
Yes! Touch me! I cry out silently as his hand finds the stiff little nubs that are my nipples. My own hand begins moving downward. Over the firmness of his stomach. Lower. Until my fingers are tracing the outline of his swollen manhood through the material of his trousers. So big! So hard! A gasp escapes my lips.
Somewhere through the fog I hear whimpering. A begging, mewling sound. Where is it coming from? I struggle upward through the steamy haze of my desire. It's Johnny and he's shaking. Good God, what have I done!
It takes every bit of strength I have to push him away. Johnny just looks at me in shock. "Go! You must go before I do any more harm," I cry out as I run from the room.
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I stand there, shaking. Not believing what has just happened.
Did I just come onto Chowdry??
Oh shit!
My heart is thumping and I have a hard-on trying to rip through my trousers and I feel so scared, I want to leave, go home and hope everything will blow over.
But then I can still feel her against me, taste her mouth, smell her perfume.
Oh fuck!
I start moving, but instead of leaving, I find myself in her kitchen, staring at her as she stands by the sink.
"Miss...?"
She looks at me.
She looks different somehow. Smaller, vunerable.
"Johnny....I told you to leave."
"But Miss..." and I start moving towards her.
I suddenly don't care that she is my teacher, that she's old, even older than Mum.
Then again I have her, pushing her against the sink as I greedily kiss her mouth, one of my hands diving under her long skirt and going in between her legs while the other grabs her breast
"Oh Miss!" I gasp and then my mouth is on hers again...
Did I just come onto Chowdry??
Oh shit!
My heart is thumping and I have a hard-on trying to rip through my trousers and I feel so scared, I want to leave, go home and hope everything will blow over.
But then I can still feel her against me, taste her mouth, smell her perfume.
Oh fuck!
I start moving, but instead of leaving, I find myself in her kitchen, staring at her as she stands by the sink.
"Miss...?"
She looks at me.
She looks different somehow. Smaller, vunerable.
"Johnny....I told you to leave."
"But Miss..." and I start moving towards her.
I suddenly don't care that she is my teacher, that she's old, even older than Mum.
Then again I have her, pushing her against the sink as I greedily kiss her mouth, one of my hands diving under her long skirt and going in between her legs while the other grabs her breast
"Oh Miss!" I gasp and then my mouth is on hers again...
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A mixture of emotions pass over me...
I had never desired my husband as I desire Johnny now . Not once in twenty seven years had I even considered taking a lover. And certainly not one of my students. I wanted him but it was wrong. Wasn't it? He seems to desire me as well... Then why was he shaking? Think, Anju. Think!
I listen for the door to close, but it does not. Instead I look up to see Johnny standing in the kitchen with me. Staring.. My god he is still hard! We mustn't. I mustn't. "Johnny, I told you to leave."
"But, Miss... " he murmurs as he draws nearer, pressing me against the sink, kissing me oh so sweetly and deeply. My arms slip around him as I feel one of his hands on my breast and the other travelling up my thigh. I find that I am holding my breath as his fingers find the moist spot on the crotch of my panties.
My hips rock against the motion of his hand as it traces along the crevice of my nether lips. A soft moan escapes my lips. I want to send him away but I ache so for him. Is it him? Or would any man please me right now?
Stop this, Anju before it goes too far!
I cannot! I want him. I need him. I ache for him.
Think of your reputation! You will be ruined.
I feel him hard against me. His mouth devouring mine as his fingers push my panties aside to touch me in my most intimate of places. I cry out as I lose all reason, fumbling at his belt. Unzipping his trousers. Freeing his rampant erection.
"Ohhhhhhh.. " he moans as I guide him into my deepest recesses. No thoughts for anything but release. As he thrusts into me as I wrap my legs tightly about his waist, pulling him deeper.
I had never desired my husband as I desire Johnny now . Not once in twenty seven years had I even considered taking a lover. And certainly not one of my students. I wanted him but it was wrong. Wasn't it? He seems to desire me as well... Then why was he shaking? Think, Anju. Think!
I listen for the door to close, but it does not. Instead I look up to see Johnny standing in the kitchen with me. Staring.. My god he is still hard! We mustn't. I mustn't. "Johnny, I told you to leave."
"But, Miss... " he murmurs as he draws nearer, pressing me against the sink, kissing me oh so sweetly and deeply. My arms slip around him as I feel one of his hands on my breast and the other travelling up my thigh. I find that I am holding my breath as his fingers find the moist spot on the crotch of my panties.
My hips rock against the motion of his hand as it traces along the crevice of my nether lips. A soft moan escapes my lips. I want to send him away but I ache so for him. Is it him? Or would any man please me right now?
Stop this, Anju before it goes too far!
I cannot! I want him. I need him. I ache for him.
Think of your reputation! You will be ruined.
I feel him hard against me. His mouth devouring mine as his fingers push my panties aside to touch me in my most intimate of places. I cry out as I lose all reason, fumbling at his belt. Unzipping his trousers. Freeing his rampant erection.
"Ohhhhhhh.. " he moans as I guide him into my deepest recesses. No thoughts for anything but release. As he thrusts into me as I wrap my legs tightly about his waist, pulling him deeper.
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Oh fuck! She feels so good!
I pull at her panties and suddenly I am touching something warm and wet.
Shit! I'm touching her cunt! I'm touching a woman's naked cunt!
I feel her gasp and stiffen as I start to rub her and then suddenly she's undoing my belt.
She isn't is she? I think to myself in disbelief even as she pulls down my trousers and pants.
I gasp as I feel her fingers on my cock, pushing it down against her.
Pulling my head away, I look at her in awe as she fumbles between our bodies and though I can't see anything, I feel myself pressing into something hot and wet.
Oh fucking hell!
Unable to stop, not wanting to stop, I thrust forwards. Wanting all of my hard on in this hot wetness, crying out as I do. My body shuddering as I drill in deep.
I have never felt anything like it. So wet, so oooh!
Unable to control myself, I start to thrust into her irratically, my hands sliding under her sweater and grabbing her breasts...
I pull at her panties and suddenly I am touching something warm and wet.
Shit! I'm touching her cunt! I'm touching a woman's naked cunt!
I feel her gasp and stiffen as I start to rub her and then suddenly she's undoing my belt.
She isn't is she? I think to myself in disbelief even as she pulls down my trousers and pants.
I gasp as I feel her fingers on my cock, pushing it down against her.
Pulling my head away, I look at her in awe as she fumbles between our bodies and though I can't see anything, I feel myself pressing into something hot and wet.
Oh fucking hell!
Unable to stop, not wanting to stop, I thrust forwards. Wanting all of my hard on in this hot wetness, crying out as I do. My body shuddering as I drill in deep.
I have never felt anything like it. So wet, so oooh!
Unable to control myself, I start to thrust into her irratically, my hands sliding under her sweater and grabbing her breasts...
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Johnny started to move...
his hands braced on the sink alongside my shoulders. Nearly slipping out, he shoved back into me, simultaneously swinging his hips and driving with his powerful thighs. His asscheeks contracted as he rammed into me.
"Ohh... Johnny!" I moaned. "Oh God!"
I clutched at his back with my fingernails as he thrust in and out of me. Wiggling my bottom, screwing upward on his plunging erection. I clutched him with my arms and legs as he writhed in my embrace, my muscles contracting around his buried manhood, massaging it until he gasped, flexing repeatedly inside of me.
Johnny looked delirious. He squirmed on top of me, rubbing his swollen cock in circles inside my pussy. My teeth gnawed his neck and I felt him shiver. I couldn't get enough of this feeling, of Johnny's muscular body and how he felt buried deep within me. I had never felt so possessed, so loved.
I mumbled gibberish unable to even understand myself as I clawed his back... not caring whether I ripped his skin. I ground my heels into his ass, spurring him on to fuck me harder, deeper, faster. I thought I would die with pleasure. I was on the verge of exploding and I wanted this feeling to last forever.
He rutted with one last barrage of thrusts. His body vibrated as if its every cell were quivering and ready to burst. His eyes rolled back until only the whites were visible.
Johnny shuddered. "God!" he gasped. "Oh fuck!" His jism surged into my pussy as I gripped him in a crushing embrace, feeling his cock pulsing and his jism spurting into me. "Make me cum!" I cried out. "Oh, darling, make me cum!" I held my breath. My pussy contracted hard. I melted into ecstasy.
his hands braced on the sink alongside my shoulders. Nearly slipping out, he shoved back into me, simultaneously swinging his hips and driving with his powerful thighs. His asscheeks contracted as he rammed into me.
"Ohh... Johnny!" I moaned. "Oh God!"
I clutched at his back with my fingernails as he thrust in and out of me. Wiggling my bottom, screwing upward on his plunging erection. I clutched him with my arms and legs as he writhed in my embrace, my muscles contracting around his buried manhood, massaging it until he gasped, flexing repeatedly inside of me.
Johnny looked delirious. He squirmed on top of me, rubbing his swollen cock in circles inside my pussy. My teeth gnawed his neck and I felt him shiver. I couldn't get enough of this feeling, of Johnny's muscular body and how he felt buried deep within me. I had never felt so possessed, so loved.
I mumbled gibberish unable to even understand myself as I clawed his back... not caring whether I ripped his skin. I ground my heels into his ass, spurring him on to fuck me harder, deeper, faster. I thought I would die with pleasure. I was on the verge of exploding and I wanted this feeling to last forever.
He rutted with one last barrage of thrusts. His body vibrated as if its every cell were quivering and ready to burst. His eyes rolled back until only the whites were visible.
Johnny shuddered. "God!" he gasped. "Oh fuck!" His jism surged into my pussy as I gripped him in a crushing embrace, feeling his cock pulsing and his jism spurting into me. "Make me cum!" I cried out. "Oh, darling, make me cum!" I held my breath. My pussy contracted hard. I melted into ecstasy.
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Oh Miss...
I close my eyes as I move my hips back and forth, savouring the feeling of my first ever fuck.
Oh fucking Christ! I can't believe I'm doing this and with Chowdry too!
I can feel my cock sliding in and out of her hot wetness as I move.
Jesus! Her cunt! I can feel it all over my cock!
"Ohh... Johnny! Oh God!"
A strange tingle runs down my spine at the sound of her voice. A voice that has always been so quick to tell me off for one thing or another, now crying out because I'm shoving my cock into her.
God! This is so fucking good!
With that thought, I start to fuck her harder, watching her face as I do so. Her expression, her eyes half closed, her mouth clenched, reminding me of someone in agony, sending even more shivers down my spine.
Then I gasp as I feel something gripping my hard-on, her legs already wrapped around my hips, now tightening. Then she is pulling me down, biting into my neck as I smell her heavy perfume invade my nostrals.
Oh fucking hell! This is so hot!
I almost cum right there but thankfully the feeling quickly goes and I just thrust into her hard, ignoring her sharp nails digging into my back as I grip harder, ramming into her. Noting with satisfaction her grunts as I do.
Oh God! I can feel it!
I can now feel a tingling in my groin, making my cock grow, forcing me to thrust into her even harder. I groan at the realisation that I'm going to cum in her, inside my first woman.
Pulling her mouth away, Chowdry starts to meet my thrusts, her eyes half closed as she mumbles something I don't understand in that foreign accent.
God! That's sexy!
Then I can't think anymore as I answer nature's urge and start to ram into her as hard as I can. Wanting nothing more but to get as deep inside her as possible, hearing the wet sounds of our bodies smashing together as we fuck.
Oh God! I'm going to cum!
I can feel it even as I try to hold back, not wanting to lose this moment of pure joy.
But it's no use.
Gripping her so hard, not caring if I break her in two, I slam into her one last time, trying to get every last inch of my cock inside her cunt and then...
"Fuck! Oh God, Miss!"
I am cumming, my hot spunk spurting inside her.
Oh God! I can't believe how good it feels.
I hold on for dear life as I continue to shoot inside her, my body shaking at each eruption, feeling too her trembling against me and crying out.
Then it is over.
Oh God!
My heart going like a steam train, I collapse against her, my cock still deep inside her cunt.
I'm no longer a virgin!
"Miss..." I pant...
I close my eyes as I move my hips back and forth, savouring the feeling of my first ever fuck.
Oh fucking Christ! I can't believe I'm doing this and with Chowdry too!
I can feel my cock sliding in and out of her hot wetness as I move.
Jesus! Her cunt! I can feel it all over my cock!
"Ohh... Johnny! Oh God!"
A strange tingle runs down my spine at the sound of her voice. A voice that has always been so quick to tell me off for one thing or another, now crying out because I'm shoving my cock into her.
God! This is so fucking good!
With that thought, I start to fuck her harder, watching her face as I do so. Her expression, her eyes half closed, her mouth clenched, reminding me of someone in agony, sending even more shivers down my spine.
Then I gasp as I feel something gripping my hard-on, her legs already wrapped around my hips, now tightening. Then she is pulling me down, biting into my neck as I smell her heavy perfume invade my nostrals.
Oh fucking hell! This is so hot!
I almost cum right there but thankfully the feeling quickly goes and I just thrust into her hard, ignoring her sharp nails digging into my back as I grip harder, ramming into her. Noting with satisfaction her grunts as I do.
Oh God! I can feel it!
I can now feel a tingling in my groin, making my cock grow, forcing me to thrust into her even harder. I groan at the realisation that I'm going to cum in her, inside my first woman.
Pulling her mouth away, Chowdry starts to meet my thrusts, her eyes half closed as she mumbles something I don't understand in that foreign accent.
God! That's sexy!
Then I can't think anymore as I answer nature's urge and start to ram into her as hard as I can. Wanting nothing more but to get as deep inside her as possible, hearing the wet sounds of our bodies smashing together as we fuck.
Oh God! I'm going to cum!
I can feel it even as I try to hold back, not wanting to lose this moment of pure joy.
But it's no use.
Gripping her so hard, not caring if I break her in two, I slam into her one last time, trying to get every last inch of my cock inside her cunt and then...
"Fuck! Oh God, Miss!"
I am cumming, my hot spunk spurting inside her.
Oh God! I can't believe how good it feels.
I hold on for dear life as I continue to shoot inside her, my body shaking at each eruption, feeling too her trembling against me and crying out.
Then it is over.
Oh God!
My heart going like a steam train, I collapse against her, my cock still deep inside her cunt.
I'm no longer a virgin!
"Miss..." I pant...
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"Miss... "
I hear his throaty whisper as he devours my mouth with his own. He is grinding his pelvis against my wet patch of fur, still fully embedded deep inside of me. My god, I can feel him getting hard again!
Johnny looks at me, a question in his eyes. I nod, silently in assent as he carries me, impaled on his growing erection into the living room. He lays me on the sofa, slipping out of my aching pussy.
"Oh... You are beautiful," he says quietly, standing above me. My sweater is still pushed up, revealing my breasts. I slip it quickly over my head and whimpering, try to pull him downward. His cock is hard and bobbing just out of my reach.
"Johnny... " My desire is audible in the husky tone of my voice, but he just stands gazing at me. I reach out again, my finger trailing along the length of him. He is enormous. I cannot help but compare his size to the lack of it in my husband... But no! I will not waste time thinking of him while I have this beautiful cock in front of me.
Not taking my eyes from his, I lean forward and kiss the tip of it. He gasps as I lightly run my tongue over his swollen helmet, tasting us. Oh, how I want him!
I hear his throaty whisper as he devours my mouth with his own. He is grinding his pelvis against my wet patch of fur, still fully embedded deep inside of me. My god, I can feel him getting hard again!
Johnny looks at me, a question in his eyes. I nod, silently in assent as he carries me, impaled on his growing erection into the living room. He lays me on the sofa, slipping out of my aching pussy.
"Oh... You are beautiful," he says quietly, standing above me. My sweater is still pushed up, revealing my breasts. I slip it quickly over my head and whimpering, try to pull him downward. His cock is hard and bobbing just out of my reach.
"Johnny... " My desire is audible in the husky tone of my voice, but he just stands gazing at me. I reach out again, my finger trailing along the length of him. He is enormous. I cannot help but compare his size to the lack of it in my husband... But no! I will not waste time thinking of him while I have this beautiful cock in front of me.
Not taking my eyes from his, I lean forward and kiss the tip of it. He gasps as I lightly run my tongue over his swollen helmet, tasting us. Oh, how I want him!
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Oh God...
I can smell her perfume as I lay against her, my body shivering.
I still can't believe what has just happened!
Looking at her face, I feel the sudden urge to kiss those brown lips and then I am, hungrily, as if I just can't get enough. I hear her groan as I snog her, clumsily forcing my tongue into her mouth even as I grind myself into her.
Oh fuck! I'm getting hard again! I want to do it again!
Driven by my lust, I pull away and look at her, hoping that she wants to do it again. I can't believe it when she nods. But not here. Eagerly, I manage to take her into the living room, laying her on the settee.
Slipping out of her, I just stand there staring at her. Still half believing what is happening.
I have actually fucked Chowdry and she wants to do it again!
"Oh... You are beautiful." I find myself blurting out as I watch her pull of her sweater.
Oh fuck! She's stripping! I feel my stiffening further as I look at those bra-covered breasts. Then her hands on my cock. I groan as I feel her stroke me.
So good! My body shivers.
Then looking at me, she moves her head forward.
Oh no! She's not is she?
Then her large brown lips touch my cockshead.
She is!
I close my eyes as I feel her hot mouth start to play with my hard cock. Unable to stop myself, I start to thrust forward...
I can smell her perfume as I lay against her, my body shivering.
I still can't believe what has just happened!
Looking at her face, I feel the sudden urge to kiss those brown lips and then I am, hungrily, as if I just can't get enough. I hear her groan as I snog her, clumsily forcing my tongue into her mouth even as I grind myself into her.
Oh fuck! I'm getting hard again! I want to do it again!
Driven by my lust, I pull away and look at her, hoping that she wants to do it again. I can't believe it when she nods. But not here. Eagerly, I manage to take her into the living room, laying her on the settee.
Slipping out of her, I just stand there staring at her. Still half believing what is happening.
I have actually fucked Chowdry and she wants to do it again!
"Oh... You are beautiful." I find myself blurting out as I watch her pull of her sweater.
Oh fuck! She's stripping! I feel my stiffening further as I look at those bra-covered breasts. Then her hands on my cock. I groan as I feel her stroke me.
So good! My body shivers.
Then looking at me, she moves her head forward.
Oh no! She's not is she?
Then her large brown lips touch my cockshead.
She is!
I close my eyes as I feel her hot mouth start to play with my hard cock. Unable to stop myself, I start to thrust forward...
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My hair fell over my face as I lowered my mouth, my lips parting slightly as the tip of my tongue flicked over him tasting the first honeyed drops of his desire. I captured them with my lips as I began to nuzzle downward, along the vein on the underside of his engorged penis. Licking. Nibbling. Nuzzling. One hand delicately cupped his balls, the other ruffled through the mass of tight curls on his belly.
Kissing my way back up, my tongue circled the silky smoothness, teasing at the v-shaped notch, flickering over the eye as I once more tasted of his nectar.
Johnny reached down, brushing my hair back as his eyes feasted on the sight of his cock disappearing into my mouth. I looked up at him, my fingers circling his shaft at the base. My mouth parting slightly. My lips surrounding him. Moving lower, engulfing his cock.
He slid into the warm moistness of my mouth, my tongue dancing over his cock as my lips held him tightly. I moaned as Johnny filled me completely, the vibrations sending shivers through his body. A quiet "Mmmmm... " escaping his lips.
I met his gentle thrusts as Johnny arched his hips, weaving love knots in my hair. As our tempo increased, I slid one finger behind his sac, massaging his perineum. My cheeks were concave as I sucked him in, feeling him swelling even further.
Stroking. Sucking. Squeezing. My mouth moved over him. Up and down his length. Harder. Faster. I could hear his deep gutteral moans, his gasps of delight as I felt the vein on his turgid manhood beginning to throb.
I looked up at Johnny then, our eyes locked as his passions peaked. "Nowwww... " he called out as he pushed up into my eager mouth. Johnny's cock began to pulsate. Throbbing. Pumping. I swallowed the salty sweet cum as he emptied himself between my lips, his body wracked with shuddering spasms.
I ran my tongue over him one final time, causing Johnny to twitch almost painfully as he pulled me up, placing his mouth over mine.
Kissing my way back up, my tongue circled the silky smoothness, teasing at the v-shaped notch, flickering over the eye as I once more tasted of his nectar.
Johnny reached down, brushing my hair back as his eyes feasted on the sight of his cock disappearing into my mouth. I looked up at him, my fingers circling his shaft at the base. My mouth parting slightly. My lips surrounding him. Moving lower, engulfing his cock.
He slid into the warm moistness of my mouth, my tongue dancing over his cock as my lips held him tightly. I moaned as Johnny filled me completely, the vibrations sending shivers through his body. A quiet "Mmmmm... " escaping his lips.
I met his gentle thrusts as Johnny arched his hips, weaving love knots in my hair. As our tempo increased, I slid one finger behind his sac, massaging his perineum. My cheeks were concave as I sucked him in, feeling him swelling even further.
Stroking. Sucking. Squeezing. My mouth moved over him. Up and down his length. Harder. Faster. I could hear his deep gutteral moans, his gasps of delight as I felt the vein on his turgid manhood beginning to throb.
I looked up at Johnny then, our eyes locked as his passions peaked. "Nowwww... " he called out as he pushed up into my eager mouth. Johnny's cock began to pulsate. Throbbing. Pumping. I swallowed the salty sweet cum as he emptied himself between my lips, his body wracked with shuddering spasms.
I ran my tongue over him one final time, causing Johnny to twitch almost painfully as he pulled me up, placing his mouth over mine.
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