A wonderful Story

I am 18, female from Surat and very horny I told myself that once in college I would get my sexual urges under control A wonderful Story and ensure I behaved like a proper lady. I wasn’t going to give up masturbating, I was just going to control my urges in a more rational fashion. I was successful until I started class. My history teacher, Mr. Kumar, was the perfect image of the man I had imagined in the romance novel. I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. The more I stared the more I could feel my body responding. I felt my tiny nipples poking into my blouse and a powerful tingling between my legs. This kept up all class. I wanted desperately to touch my pussy. When the bell rang I ran to the bathroom and shoved my hand into my panties. I was surprised to find my pussy already slimy and my panties wet with juices. I found my sensitive spot and started rubbing hard and fast. Less than a minute later my body began shaking. I did my best to suppress squeals as I had a really intense orgasm. When I was finished my panties were drenched. I almost died when I bumped into Mr. Kumar as I was leaving the bathroom. “Hello, Swati. Are you okay? You look all flushed.” My face was red and I knew my nipples were poking through my cotton top. He looked down at my hand and reached for it. I thought I was busted.

“What an interesting ring. Can I take a look?”
The ring was an emerald in a unique silver setting my mom had given me for my birthday. He grabbed my hand and pulled it up close to his face. I hadn’t washed so I was sure he could smell the pussy juice all over my fingers. I was really scared, but also excited. Swat”, that’s quite a ring,” he said taking a deep whiff and raising his eyebrows at me, and then saying, “Don’t be late for class.” The next day I wore a short plaid skirt with a pair of pink cotton panties. As I walked towards Mr. Kumar’s classroom I saw him walking towards me. I was all nerves and dropped a book. I turned to pick it up, and then realized Mr. Kumar could see my panties as I bent down. I quickly stood up and turned around. That’s when I bumped into him, dropping all my books. “Oh, hello Mr. Kumar. I’m so clumsy,” I said turning red. I squatted down in front of him to pick them up. My face was inches from his crotch and I couldn’t help but stare at the large bulge of his cock. I felt my nipples getting hard and my pussy begin to flow. “Here, let me help. “Mr. Kumar knelt down to help me. I was squatting with my knees apart and saw him staring directly at my panty-covered pussy. I was sure he could see the wet spot beginning to form in the crotch. He handed me two books looking me right in the eyes.

“Here you go, Swati. Now you be careful. And by the way, if you have time stop by to see me after school. There’s something I’d like to discuss with you.” I was nervous for the rest of the day, not sure what he had in mind. I waited for school to clear out, then went to Mr. Kumar’s room and opened the door.
“Come on in, Swati,” he said locking the door behind me.
He walked over and leaned against the side of his desk. As I approached him I realized how much he towered over me.
“Swati, I know girls your age go through changes, and sometimes these changes are really confusing. Do you feel like that’s happening to you, Swati?”
I nodded my head yes, not quite sure where this was leading.
“Well, sometimes it helps to talk about these things to someone else.
Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?” “No, sir”
“Good. You might think some of these are embarrassing. You sure you don’t mind?” I shook my head. “Okay. Swati, do you think of boys a lot?” I nodded, nervous but excited.
“What happens when you see a good looking guy? Does your body do things that you can’t control?” I nodded again. “Tell me what happens. Exactly.”
“Um, well, I get all tingly inside.”
“Do your nipples get hard? Do you sometimes get wet between the legs?”
I nodded, looking down at the floor.
“Do you ever touch yourself when you feel like this?”
I looked up at him and slowly nodded my head. My head was spinning and I could feel my pussy flowing. He put his strong hands on my shoulders and looked down into my eyes, sending shivers through me. I was getting one of those uncontrollable urges and knew I was about to get in way over my head. “You’re getting excited right now, aren’t you Swati?
I nodded looking away embarrassed.
“That’s okay. I want to teach you that it’s all right to have these feelings. And when you do, you should do something about it. Like you did yesterday. I could smell pussy on your fingers. You don’t mind if I use words like pussy do you?”
I shook my head no. It excited me for him to talk dirty, but I didn’t say so. “Have you ever had a boy feel your tits or finger your pussy?” I shook my head no even though my girlfriend and I had done it to each other. “Would you like to try it? Would you like me to finger you right now?”
“I don’t know. Maybe.” “Take off your panties,.”
I know I should have stooped at this point, but my hands, as if they had a mind of their own, reached up under my skirt and pulled down my panties until they dropped to my feet. I stepped out of them leaving them on the floor. Mr. Kumar put his hands on my waist and sat me on the desk. Then he reached up and started pinching my nipples. “Doesn’t that feel good? You see there’s a connection between the pleasure points in your tits and pussy. By doing this, your pussy should be getting ready for my fingers. Can you feel it in your pussy?” I nodded. Not only could I feel it, if he kept it up I was going to cum before he even touched me down there. Finally, he took his hands from my tits, spread my legs and lifted my skirt exposing my naked cunt to his gaze. “You have such a pretty little cunt, Swati. That’s another word for pussy, but I bet you already knew that. It puffs out just right and looks so delicious with those light brown curls around the crack.” He put his hand above my cunt, and then pressed his thumb into my slimy slit. He then rubbed it over my sensitive spot. I felt jolts of electricity shoot right up through my head.
“This sensitive spot is called your clit, Swati. When I rub it you can feel it in every part of your body. Doesn’t that feel good?”
“Uh huh. oooohhh. yes..”
Next he shoved a finger deep inside me, then a second. Once I was loose he started ramming them in and out rapidly. I lifted my legs in the air and rolled onto my back. My head was spinning and I found myself gasping for air I could feel a huge explosion building inside. I closed my eyes and let it happen. My whole body lifted off the desk as a wave of pleasure started in my cunt and spread through me like wildfire. I screamed out loud and thrashed my head about. This went on for about a minute before I was finally able to catch my breath.

“There. Isn’t that better than doing it by yourself? Now I’m going to do something that’ll make you feel even better.”
He pushed my legs up in the air and over his shoulders. For a second I though he was going to fuck me. Brief panic surged through me. Then I felt something warm and wet flicking across my clit. I looked up and saw he was using his tongue on me, just like in the books Claire and I read. It felt even more incredible than his fingers, particularly when he flicked his tongue back and forth over my clit.

He shoved two fingers up my cunt causing a sudden surge of pleasure in my belly. When he sucked my clit into his mouth I started bucking against his face as I had another big orgasm. I grabbed the back of his head and wrapped my legs around his neck. I could feel juices pouring from my cunt, which Mr. Kumar lapped up with his tongue. I continued cumming over and over again, trying to muffle my screams so the whole school wouldn’t hear. When he finished I closed my eyes and tried to catch my breath. `Now that you know how good it feels, you’ll have to teach your boyfriends how to eat pussy. Now I’m going to teach you something you can do for them. I have this big bulge in my pants that needs attention. Would you like to help make it go away?”

Without waiting for an answer, he unzipped his pants. Out flopped this huge slab of meat that had to be nine inches long and as big as my forearm. Now I was scared. Mr. Kumar pulled me to a sitting position, then took my hand and placed it on his massive cock, wrapping my fingers around it. Then he guided my fingers up and down the shaft, finally letting go while I

“That’s it, Swati. A little faster. Try using both hands. Good.” I was mesmerized by the first cock I had seen, much less touched. I pumped him with both hands, moving my face closer for a better look. He mistook my intentions.
“That’s it, Swati, lean forward and put your mouth over the tip.”
I was hesitant to put it in my mouth even though I had masturbated many times imaging I was sucking a large cock just like the girls did in the books we read. Mr. Kumar put a hand behind my neck and pushed my face down until my mouth touched the tip. I didn’t resist. He kept pushing so I had to open my mouth wide to let it slide between my lips. My hands kept stroking him as I lowered my mouth over the tip. He continued to press down on my neck forcing his cock deeper into my mouth. I thought I was going to choke, but I slowly adjusted.
“That’s it, Swati, suck it. now use your tongue. oh yea, that’s real good. keep using you hands. oh god, Swat, you are a natural.” I was beginning to get the rhythm, moving my hands up and down in synch with my mouth. I was making loud sucking and slurping sound. I swirled my tongue over the large head of his cock. Saliva was drooling from my lips, running down his shaft and over my fingers. I could feel my pussy tingling from the excitement of a cock in my mouth. “Oh fuck. that’s it, Swati. right there. aaahhhh. I’m gonna cum. oh shit. here it cums. aaaaaarrrrgggghhhh..”
I felt his cock swell in my hands just before a hot jet of sweet tasting cum splashed against the back of my throat. He held my head down and several more streams of cum filled my mouth. I couldn’t hold it all in and felt it drooling from my lips, over my fingers and down my chin. When he was finished he pulled out of my mouth and picked up my panties to wipe himself off. “Most guys like it when a girl swallows his cum. It won’t hurt you. Some girls I know even like the taste. What did you think, did it taste good?”
“I guess,” I mumbled shrugging my shoulders. I was excited just to have made him cum. My pussy was on fire. Juices were beginning to leak onto my thighs. I knew if he wanted to fuck me I was going to let him. “Well, Swati, that’s all for today. Maybe we can get together on Friday, okay.” What happened next ..i will tell u in my next story. What do u think of this story? Mail me at swatibhat@excite.com

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