Asha, the most loved Professor - Part 1
Hi, this is your Asha again. I have got great responses from you people for my previous submissions. I am back as something unexpectedly beautiful happened to me a few days back. 2017 was the most eventful year of my life. It transformed me from an opening bud to a full-bloom flower. Before 2017, my sexual journey was restricted to my hubby Vikram, Mohsin, my director and my official commitment. But the events of 2017 changed everything. The events are mentioned in Asha Aur 2017 Ki Holi , Chandigarh Mein Asha Ki Yaadgaar Chudai and Asha’s Multi-Flavored 2nd Honeymoon . It was the month of July, and it was raining all night. I woke up around 6:30 am. Vikram was still sleeping. I checked my WhatsApp messages. Among all, I found a message from Anirban. It had a picture of rain with a message written by Anirban saying, “Happy first monsoon rain, Ma’am.” I was surprised as the college was still closed for summer vacation. I replied, “Thank you, but the college is closed. Have you returned?” After a few minutes, he replied, “No, Ma’am.” I said, “How did you know that monsoon has arrived here.” Anirban, “Ma’am, through my internal sources.” I said, “Good. Enjoying holidays with family and friends?” Anirban, “It’s okay, not much, waiting for college to open.” I said, “Why so?” Anirban, “I love more in college.” I said, “I think you are the only one who doesn’t like holidays.” Anirban, “No, Ma’am, not only me. I am in contact with all my close friends. They are all waiting for college to open desperately. We have booked our tickets to arrive 1 day before college starts.” I said, “What kind of people are you? During our college days, we always waited for holidays.” Anirban, “May be because you might not had a teacher like you to miss.” Asha, “That’s too much appreciation, but this shows how much you people give importance to your studies.” Anirban, “Ma’am how’s your holidays going on.” I said, “My holidays were over last week. I am getting late for office. Bye.” I woke up, got ready and went to college. The director was still out of the city with his wife, so there was almost no work in college. I was sitting alone at my desk and was checking my WhatsApp. I again checked my conversation with Anirban. I remembered what Mohsin had told me about Anirban and his group’s conversation about me (Asha aur 2017 ki holi-9). I started feeling slutty. I went inside the director’s washroom and dropped my pyjama and panties on the floor. I started fingering my pussy. After easing out, I came out of the director’s cabin. Fingering relaxed me a bit, but now I desperately needed an intense sex session. So I called Mohsin and told him to be free after lunch. I then called Vikram to find out his whereabouts. He told me that due to heavy rain, he was still in the house. I told him that I had already planned to have fun with Mohsin after lunch at our house. Like always, my hubby Vikram understood the situation. Thus, told me that he would leave before 2 pm. After lunch, Mohsin and I reached our house. Vikram had already left, and the door was locked. I opened the door and went inside. Mohsin locked the door and held my waist from behind, threw my dupatta on the floor and started kissing my neck and lips. It was more than a month earlier when we had sex. His hands were pressing my boobs over my kurti. After a few minutes of vigorous kissing, he stripped my kurti and untied my pyjama. I was in my bra and panty. Mohsin lifted me in his arms, took me to my bedroom and dropped me in my bed. He then removed his shirt, jeans, vest and undie. His cock was erect and hard as a rod. He came near me. I held his cock with my hand, opened my lips and started sucking it. Like always, his sound told me that he loved it. Mohsin, “My dick was missing your lips and pussy for so long. (then angrily) Sali randi, today I will fuck you all out.” He untied my bra and pulled my panty down. He came to bed, and we were in the 69 position. I was sucking his cock, and he was licking my pussy and asshole. Within a few minutes, we were desperate to fuck. He changed his position and pulled my legs in his shoulder. He inserted his dick inside my pussy and started fucking me slowly in romantic style. Mohsin, “Bhen ki lodi, it’s 4 full days since I came back from my home and now you got time to open your legs.” I said, “Sorry, but I had a guest in our hoI said, but now that college has started, I will not disappoint you.” Mohsin increased his thrust, and we both were at our peak. With a shiver in my body, I ejaculated my juices. Within a few seconds, Mohsin released his cum inside me. His sperm was flowing out from my pussy to my butt hole to the bed. He held me tight and rolled in the bed. Now, he was on the bed, and I was lying on his chest. His dick was inside me. I closed my eyes and was lying freely over my lover. After a few minutes, my mind again went towards Anirban’s messages and Anirban and his friends’ conversation about me. Thinking about all this, my pussy was again feeling desperate to be fucked again. I opened my eyes. Pulled out Mohsin’s half-erect cock. I went down and started sucking Mohsin’s slightly loose sticky cock. Mohsin’s eyes opened, and he said, “You are a true bitch. Just 15 minutes, and you are ready again to be fucked.” I smiled and said, “Yes, and I know you can satisfy me to the fullest.” Mohsin, “You truly justify your randi tag. Raise your butt, if you are bitch then I am the bull.” Mohsin pushed his cock inside my lubricated pussy and penetrated me hard and deep at his full speed. I was enjoying his every push. Despite his full speed, it took him almost 15 minutes to release his 2nd load. This time, he got tired and lay in bed. I, too, lay in his arms. My pussy was oozing our love juices.