Hello, friends! I have been a regular reader of ISS, and the stories I’ve read encouraged me to share my recent sexual adventure.
Let me introduce myself: I am Sanjana, a 36-year-old teacher at a local college. I am well-educated and extremely well-spoken. I come from a good family and have an unfaithful husband and a six-year-old kid.
My husband and I make a good living, and we live a comfortable, upscale life. However, money isn’t my problem; the lack of romance and passion from my husband is. He doesn’t seem sexually interested in me anymore and has become increasingly cold and aloof towards me. It’s as if he’s shutting me out of his life.
Our marriage started out like a fairy tale, full of romance, passion, travel, and experiences. But everything changed three years ago when my husband turned 45, and I was 33. Now, I live in the real world of a sexually neglected and unloved wife, which wasn’t what I expected.
I’m not unattractive; I look very beautiful, like a typical Indian married woman. I wear glasses and have dimples on my cheeks. I’m 5’4″ tall, with a great figure measuring 36D-32-38. I have nice, round 36DD breasts with extremely large and sensitive nipples. Whenever I go out, people can’t stop looking at my firm breasts and tight ass. My usual attire is a saree with a matching sleeveless blouse that’s well-fitting, with deep front and back cuts that show a lot of my skin and cleavage. I wear my saree quite below my navel, and it hugs my sexy body, with my attractive butt rising up a bit as I walk in high-heeled sandals. People say I’m very attractive, and my male students are absolutely floored by me.
This story is about how I was fucked by one of my students. One evening, one of my neighbours approached me and asked if I could tutor her 19-year-old son, who needed to pass an entry examination for college. I readily accepted the proposal and asked her to send him to my house in the evening for tuition.
The next evening, he arrived at around 5:30 and introduced himself as Varun. He was quite good-looking, without being outright handsome. Soon, I started giving him regular tuition in the evening at my house. I liked tutoring him at my house, and as we got friendlier, I noticed his eyes wandering over me from the day he joined my classes.
I usually take classes sitting opposite him at the desk, so whenever I bend down to explain his doubts, he would feast on my cleavage. He wouldn’t miss a single chance to look at my cleavage when I bend down or my navel whenever I wear sarees. Sometimes, he would wait for some time after class was over and ask me about difficulties, but I found that the things he asked weren’t that difficult. He just did it to be with me.
These things went on for a few days, and I also got more attracted to him; I don’t know why – maybe because I don’t get to have sex often, or for some other reason. I also used to like him, but as a teacher, I was helpless. I started wearing revealing clothes whenever Varun was due to come for tuition; I started wearing transparent sarees, sleeveless blouses, and deep-neck nighties to expose more to him. I also used to imagine him sometimes when I masturbated.
One particular day, my husband was asked to go to Chennai for a few days for some urgent work, which meant the house was empty for the next few days, and I was all alone. It was like the universe was giving me signs to do something. I thought this was the best time to seduce and trap my young student, Varun. Of course, I was an older woman to him. I realized that if anything was going to happen, I would have to take the initiative. I desperately needed him, and the situation was quite favorable to tease him and maybe fulfill my desire to seduce him.
In the evening, as usual, he arrived at around 5:30, and we went into my study. Varun sat at a desk, and I sat at mine, a few inches away from him. I sat on a revolving chair in front of my computer and gave Varun some work to get on with. When he had finished, I went over to him and stood in front of his desk, leaned over, and looked at what he had done. I made sure he got a good look at my breasts. My nipples were already erect at the thought of what I was going to get him to do to me. I stayed leaning over him for a few minutes to make sure he got a good look. I told him he had done very well and patted him on the arm. I gave him some more work to do and went back to my seat.
As I sat down, I made sure my saree rose up, exposing my milky white legs. I immediately noticed Varun looking at them; good, he was getting aroused. My pussy juices started flowing. I started slowly swinging round on my chair and wriggling, making sure my saree got higher. I made sure my legs were as apart as possible; he could clearly see my panties, and I hoped he could see my now-moistened pussy.
I saw him looking and asked him whether he was having trouble concentrating on the work. He blushed and said sorry. I continued teasing him. And when he had finished, I asked him to bring the work over to me. He stood in front of me and handed me the work. As he stood over me, I saw him looking down at my blouse and looking at my breasts.
I deliberately dropped my pen and bent down to pick it up, making sure my saree pallu fell. And I saw him look into my exposed cleavage. He seemed to stay in that position for quite a while, taking in the sight of my perfect-sized breasts. I caught him glancing at my cleavage and reacted sharply by covering it quickly and asking him to focus on the book, not on me. He felt embarrassed and said sorry, focusing properly on studying.
At that moment, my wicked mind was giving me ideas, and I gained the courage to have sex with Varun. We almost finished our study, and I told him that I wanted to talk to him for a while and told him to follow me. We went into the bedroom, and I sat on the bed. He came in and stood beside the bed, like a cute little student.
“Varun, why were you glancing at my breasts like that?” I asked.
Varun was stunned at my question, remaining silent and keeping his head down.
“Come on! Tell me…” I urged.
Varun remained silent, and I persuaded him again until he said, “Yes, ma’am, I was staring at it. Sorry!” with much hesitation. I gave him a naughty smile and said, “So, you were staring at my breasts?” He just nodded his head in affirmation.
“You should be ashamed of yourself; I’m your teacher and also married to someone. Still, you are doing such a thing and even worse, have the audacity to get a boner for your teacher,” I said.
He started apologizing, asking me not to tell his parents. I was thinking of using this opportunity for my carnal desires. Acting serious, I held his hand and made him sit on the bed beside me, raised his chin with my hand, and told him to calm down. I said, “It’s okay… it’s natural, and everybody does this at a certain age; I won’t tell anyone.” Varun was happy and thanked me.
“Okay, I promise to keep this as our secret, but tell me something: what do you find attractive in my breasts that you got so excited about?” I asked.
“Ma’am, I have never seen or touched a woman’s breasts, so I got attracted to you; I’m sorry,” Varun replied.
“Hmmm, okay! Do you want to see my naked breasts and feel them?” I asked.
He looked at me with amazement and could not believe it; he was literally speechless.
I gave a naughty smile and lowered my saree pallu from my shoulder, exposing my luscious breasts, which were trying to pop out from my tight black sleeveless blouse. Varun was perplexed and didn’t know what to do; he just stared at my exposed cleavage. I slowly opened the hooks of my blouse. And with every hook I opened, his heartbeat got faster, and he started sweating.
I finally opened all the hooks, and my perfectly sized breasts were out before my young stud. I was not wearing a bra; now I was topless, and my perfectly sized naked breasts were hanging in front of him like juicy mangoes. By that sight, Varun’s eyes popped out in excitement; his eyes were glittering like sparkles!
I felt a little weird, as I was topless in front of this young stud who was not even half my age. I squeezed my breasts and looked at him seductively; I might be in my late thirties, but I still knew the art of seduction.
I took his hand and placed it over my left breast and told him to feel it. He cupped my breast between his fingers and kneaded them gently; he was pinching and twisting my perky nipples and simultaneously kneading my breasts. I couldn’t control myself and closed my eyes, starting to moan.
“Aaahhhh! Varun… please use them with soft hands; it hurts when you do it rough,” I said.
“Ma’am, seeing these big ones, I cannot control; can I please suck your breasts?” Varun asked.
“Hmmm, okay, Varun! But promise me that you wouldn’t say anything about this to anyone,” I replied.
Varun promised, and I caught my breasts with my hands and offered them for him to suck on. He bent down a little and started to suck on my breasts, one after the other, taking in as much as he could, making them completely wet with his saliva. I felt like a shock wave passed throughout my body; he sucked my one breast and squeezed the other one with his soft hand. He was really quite good at it. And with practice, would make a very good breast sucker. He kept sucking, licking, and biting me on my nipples while I just lay back on the bed and kept moaning like a whore, enjoying his actions. I was in immense pleasure and pressed his head hard on my breasts, wanting him to suck me harder.
I stopped him after a while and slid down the remaining clothes to the ground; I was now completely naked in front of my young stud. I joined him on the floor and took his trousers and underpants down; I was quite impressed with the size of his cock, although I had had bigger ones.
I bent over him and took his cock deep into my mouth, tightening my lips around the tip and pulling his foreskin back with my lips. Then, I pushed my tongue as far down his spunk hole as I could get; I used my hands to squeeze his balls. I was taking them in, spitting on them, taking them deep into my throat, and it was looking just amazing; I was getting choked, and my saliva was dripping all over his dick as I kept his cock buried deep in my mouth for at least 10 seconds. I was showing off my deep-throat skills like a professional whore.
Varun moaned in delight as I was fulfilling his desire. I then switched towards his balls and took them in my warm mouth, started sucking and rolling them like a slut, and was sucking on his balls and at the same time stroking at his cock. For every five to six strokes, I kept switching between his dick and balls; it went on for a while, and he started making grunting noises. I feared that he was going to cum. I wanted him inside me, so I stopped. He gave me a questioning look when pleasure suddenly stopped; I now wanted his cock deep inside me, as it had been ages since my husband had fucked me last.
I shamefully lay on the bed, spreading my legs apart, and showed him my moistened pussy, waiting for his virgin cock; I stuck the pose like a pro! I was excited by the thought that I was having sex with a young stud who was almost half my age; I was enjoying the moment!
For a moment, he could not understand what was happening and was staring at me like a cute little baby; it clearly showed that he didn’t know what to do, since it was the first time for him, and he didn’t have much idea about it. Seeing his lack of confidence, I took his cock in my hands and slid it down to my well-lubricated pussy; I was getting his virginity today.
Varun could not believe it and such things done in sexual acts; I instructed him to hold my legs and move his cock back and forth. He did so, but he pulled out too much, and his cock kept popping out. My pussy was on fire, and this boy did not know how to fuck! So, I stopped him and made him lay on his back.
I took control of the fuck and mounted him in a cowboy position, with his hard cock sliding into my aching cunt; looking down at him and that seductive smile, I slapped him across the face gently. Biting my bottom lip, arching my head back, and positioning my hips, I rode him with a hunger and passion that I didn’t know I had. I rode on his young virgin cock wildly, going up and down like a beast jumping on its prey, showing him my slutty face.
To entice him further, I raised my arms as my hips and pussy worked on his hard cock; my boobs were hanging and swinging each time while I was bouncing on his cock like an unstoppable machine. He pulled me towards his mouth and started biting my nipples while fucking the shit out of my pussy; I was moving harder and harder, and he came very fast. He was a little embarrassed to come early; I wanted more, and he was already soft. I told him not to worry, and we would make it hard soon.
I then went to the bathroom to clean myself. I locked myself in there and just stared in the mirror. I saw my young student’s cum dripping near my mouth; I licked it with my tongue like a bitch. I started to speak to myself, looking in the mirror: “What are you doing, Sanjana? This is wrong; I know, but it feels good. You shouldn’t have gotten fucked by your tuition student’s cock and feel good about it; what should I do? When I hold his cock, it’s so firm and long, bigger than my husband’s.”
I started to get wet again, thinking of my student’s virgin cock getting inside my pussy, fucking me like a whore. I concluded that there was nothing wrong with it if it felt so good; I took a deep breath and unlocked the door and walked out. It was already half an hour past the time when the tuition usually ends; I called up his mother and told her that since my husband had gone out of station for some important work, and we were studying an important lesson, he would return home tomorrow morning. She was fine with it and was happy for looking after her kid with so much love; I smiled in my mind, thinking of how much I loved her son.
I then went and sat beside him on the bed. I took out my mobile and showed him some hardcore porn clips, and he could not believe such poses were done for sexual acts. I explained to him how to do intercourse and how to satisfy women, and he should try to hold more time without ejaculation to satisfy the women. He was surprised with all that information; he was really amazed with all this, and he was slowly regaining his hard-on.
“It’s time for the next show,” I thought to myself; I asked him whether he was ready for the next round. His cock was a little soft; I told him to lick my pussy for some time. He obeyed like a child, kneeling between my legs and proceeding to bury his whole face in my wet pussy, sucking and slurping.
I could tell he wasn’t too experienced, so I guided his head until he found my clitoris; he has been a good boy and did all I wanted. He slowly learned the art and started sucking my pussy, thrusting his tongue deep inside me, giving me the ultimate pleasure I wanted.
I was getting aroused again; I took his cock and started sucking it; he was strong again in no time. I asked him to fuck me now; he inserted the cock and started moving back and forth slowly, due to his inexperience. He was not moving hard enough, as I wanted; I stopped him and said, “You could do better from behind; get down the bed.”
He obeyed; I got to the edge of the bed and positioned my round ass towards him in a doggy position, so that he could enter my pussy from behind. I stuck the pose like a pro! I told him to insert his cock and hold my ass from behind. Varun wasted no time in putting the top of his cock at my very damp pussy and pushed it home all the way.
Once he was in, I asked him to ride me with whatever he had; he grabbed my dangling breasts with his both hands and started to pump me hard for all he was worth. He was pumping harder and harder; now, he was giving me what I wanted. My whole body was shivering in excitement, and I was screaming like a mad bitch with immense pleasure. I was sure that whoever passed by the room would have heard my loud scream.
It was too much for him to control beyond a point, and he reached his peak again. Spurt after spurt of his semen ejaculated from his cock, spewing it deep into my pussy. He was completely drained out and got exhausted; but I was yet to cum. I told him I wanted his fist in me, and he thought it wouldn’t all go in.
I spread my legs and held my pussy lips open. He easily got three fingers in and carried on finger-fucking me until he managed his whole hand; it was heavenly!
Next, he drilled my pussy with his fist; I started shivering like a fish and was moaning like some cheap whore. This made him even more excited. My pussy started overflowing with my juices, and his slippery fist was vigorously sliding into my pussy, hitting my G-spot. I played roughly with my nipples, and I had my eyes shut due to the intensity of the sensation; I could feel another almighty cum getting ready, and I knew I was going to have the multiple orgasms I was searching for.
Suddenly, it hit me, and wave after wave of orgasm shot through my body; I shook from my head to my toes, and the thorough assault on me had the effect I needed. I actually lost count of how many times I came, as one orgasm simply flowed into another. As my last one subsided, I felt a hot load of spunk deposited deep inside my arse, as Varun eventually came.
Both of us were drenched in sweat, and I never felt this good for a long time; the whole room smelled of sex. We both lay down in the same pose for some time in each other’s embrace before we got up; we went to the bathroom and took a shower, where we again had sex, and this time, standing.
We then both had our dinner, and I wanted him to be clear, so I said, “Varun, if you want to have sex with me, please let me know; don’t feel shy. But remember that you don’t share with anyone.” He was happy and overwhelmed; he gave me a peck on my cheeks and promised me that he wouldn’t let anyone know.
All through the evening and night, we roamed stark naked in the house and even had a daring session of sex on the balcony of the house in the rain. And through the hot night, we had innumerable sessions.
In the morning, once again, in the bathroom, we had a rough session. And finally, till Varun’s father came to pick him up, our session continued. We had one last session at the kitchen when his father came; I went and opened the door naked, hiding behind the door; it was Varun’s challenge.
While leaving, he dropped his pen. And as if bending to take it, he came behind the door and cupped my ass tightly and spanked it, and then he left. We could only hope that his father did not think I was standing nude behind the door.
That very morning, I took a contraceptive pill, as I had been fucked innumerable times in the last 12 hours by an 18-year-old young boy. I was fucked so much that I was not even able to walk properly for 3 days, as my pussy hurt badly.
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