Have you had sex with your teacher in India?

 

Hey guys, Sumit here. So this happened a couple of weeks back. I happened to bump into my ex-school teacher who used to teach me the Hindi language at school. We met after 18 years. I just happened to see her at the marketplace near my residency and instantly recognized her even though we met after 18 years as such. She was now almost 50 years of age, got a lot plump and saggy all over.

Greeted her and asked her if she recognizes me. Now in corona times with masks and all on, she took a couple of minutes and a lot of recall from my end to make her finally remember me. I asked her how she happened to come to this side of town as had relocated from my previous area of residence. She too mentioned that she had relocated after retirement from the school. I helped her carry groceries to her new home. There was no intention in my mind but when she actually asked me to open the door to her home as she couldn't do it my elbow happened to touch her big bosoms and she wasn't backing out. Now that triggered enough for me to add her to the long list of older sluts that have kept. opened the door, kept her groceries inside her kitchen, and requested she visits me this week. To which she agreed.

Speaking of my teacher she was a bhaiyan woman but a lot sorted on her front, she was a divorcee, and her husband had absconded to some other country. Something new from sources on school groups and all. To add her only daughter got married some years back and now she stays alone.

I called her once or twice before inviting her home and spoke to her at length. She was a big talkative woman who used to love speaking a lot. Now women at her age know men and what would happen if they let slip their guard. So tested my luck with the same and asked her to come to my place on Friday. She asked me who will be at home. I answered no one. Just you and me. Would that be a problem?

She said "Nahi Nahi aisi koi problem nahi hain"

She asked me about my family and all very inquisitively-A day before coming home she herself called me to ask what she should prepare and get for me... liked the sentiment and thanked her. She again asked if need anything and immediately said. I'll get all that's needed, buss aap aa jao.

She said she'll come in the evening. Which kind of surprised me. Did she know about my intentions? On the day we were going to meet, called her. asked her where she is, and she responded by saying she is going to some parlor. could sense her readiness for the evening.

I got all the usual stuff. Food. Vodka to spike, water-based lube, condoms, and kept all where it would be needed. was so sure of the action that made all preparations beforehand.

In the evening she called me to check if anyone is present nearby. I told her don't worry no one will know. kept my door open and she swiftly came inside after coming out of an elevator. Her preparations could see with her hair colored, she removed her mask and could see her lipstick on. And surprisingly she wore a saree. She could see me staring at her top to bottom in a way that was fit for what we had come together for. latched the door on the sides and top in front of her which changed her expression slightly. In shyness, she asked me "koi nahi hain ghar main?"

Me:"kyu aapko koi aur chahiye they?"

Teacher: "Nahi buss yuhi pooch liya"

She sat down and we had chat. Then went into the kitchen though knew she was ready to give herself up tonight. wanted to be ultra sure of it. went into the kitchen and purposely spiked her drink to the point where she could recognize that something else is mixed in her drink.

I got the drinks out. She had her first sip and she Looked at me... Somehow she knew that had mixed something in her drink. But still, she kept drinking. Till she completed her drink.

She looked at me and said: "Sumit aur ek baar cold drink banaoge, please

I took her glass smiled at her and touched her cheek purposely emptying the entire content in her glass and getting her drink. She drank it making faces.

She knew was trying to get her drunk, and had brought very easy-to-eat food for a night which we both ate. She religiously went to the kitchen and washed the dishes. Something that wasn't expecting. told her that wanted to show her around the room. Her expression changed completely. Like she was waiting for this to happen. She adjusted her saree and followed me.

We entered the bedroom. showed her my wardrobe. She even saw the condoms and lube by the bedside which made sure were visible. She turned around and watched me latch the door.

She had to act her part and said "Yeh darwaza kyu band kar diya"

As I advanced towards her "Sumit yeh kya karre ho" "Yeh thik nahi"-

I knew she had a thing for being forced. I grabbed her and kissed her she showed slight name sake hesitation. pulled her saree off her. She was just in her blouse and petticoat.

"Sumit mujhe chod do" she was still acting her part...

I simply laughed and pulled her petticoat drawstring. And voila no panties. And the mature cunt was all shaved. She was still trying to hide her goods... I went at her back, she could sense my boner poking between her butt crack...I pulled her hands to the side and untuck her blouse, that's it she was complete without clothes... In front of me. She turned around and looked at me, I dropped my pants so she could have a first-hand look at my boner. She immediately grasped it... Felt the warmth of my dick in her palm. Could visibly see the satisfaction on her face... And in a matter of minutes, she was on her knees sucking my dick to the fullness of her heart. I sat down on my bed and watched her gulp my dick down her throat. didn't even need to push her head down my dick as she was deep-throating it already pulled her up. And mounted her on my dick and she started riding it like an experienced campaigner. She didn't bother about anything nor even the blow frost coming out of her due to her sucking me for that long and that good. She was just happy to have my dong inside her craving vagina. And she was riding it to content. got her in a doggy position and started banging her good. Her face was visibly lit and she had a smile of satisfaction on her face and in between happy stroke spikes that could see on her face in the mirror that was on my bed head side. pulled her hair back. She had a thing for pain. And she liked getting fucked this way turned her around she thought was about to cum.. To which she opened her mouth wide with her tongue out. smiled not yet. But making good use of her open) mouth by shoving my dick down her mouth. Her eyes widened as made her gag.

"Aaram se karo. Kahi bhagi nahi jaa rahi hu"

"Joogi bhi kaise madam. Aise nange?"

"Madam nahi buss lata.. Mujhe sirf lata bulao?

I mounted her missionary style and even though she was plump she was damn flexible to accommodate me in between her legs and give a good access to her cunt. was deep within her Her mouth was reduced to only one purpose of making moaning and screeching sounds as she was groaning at top of her lungs with every thrust made in her and Finally as a force of habit. I happened to nut all over her face and in her mouth to which she gladly received and licked all man juice to her mouth... got up and we both headed to the washroom, cleaned ourselves up, and returned to bed...

In the morning, she was back in character. She simply wanted to safeguard her side as after all she was a retired teacher and was worried about her reputation and if anything went wrong with what she got into...

"Sumit jo hua galat hua. Main behek gayi thi Tumne drink main bhi kuch milaya tha, I simply looked at her and smiled.

"Ma'am tension mat lijiye Main kisiko kuch nahi batane waala and mujhe aap achi lagti hain"

She smiled back and said "Maine kal hi kaha tha ma'am nahi lata bulao mujhe She smiled and left the room.