Become A Slut For A Student – Part I

Become A Slut For A Student – Part I
Office/Teacher
Submit Report Hi to all Readers. After my two stories posted in Indian Sex Stories, I am encouraged to tell you one another incident happened to my life. “Hey Sweetheart, How was your first day today in School? “Cuddling me on the bed, Raju asked me. “Nice” I replied. In fact I immediately went in flashback remembering all the events that happened to me today in the school. “It’s going to be great Raju” I said kissing him on his forehead. Raju is my life partner. There is 12 years age difference between us. I was 19 years old when I got married with Raju, who was 31 years old then. My parents forcibly got my marriage with Raju, because they started to suspect my relationship with Ravi, which was increasingly stepping forward after the first but non-agreed incident, that I dealt last time in my story named……….. When I married with Raju, he was a junior officer in a bank. After a year later, I became mom of his son, and he was promoted to officer. We shifted to Lucknow from Bareli, in the same year. It was problematic, difficult to adjust in new city for the very first days. But later everything was going normally, when he called his sister Mona, to assist me and continue her further study. Along with her, I also continued my Bachelor degree. In six year time, I did hard labor, and able to being awarded not only BA but also MA in first division. With my degree, there was another achievement. Raju became a branch manager and transferred to Haldwani branch. We all went to new place for struggle in a new way. After a few days later, I saw a vacancy announcement for part time English teacher for Grade IX to Grade XII students in a local newspaper. I asked to my husband, and after his agreement, I applied for the Job. Fortunately I had been called for interview and then selected. Raju is a loving and caring hubby. But because of whole day’s work forces stress him to settle down on the bed, leaving me alone and of course unsatisfied. Turning on the bed to the side, I remembered the events that happened in the school today. As soon as I entered in class 12(sec c) for my first class, the boys in the last bench almost popped out their eyes. They were bad boys of the school. Rather to pay attention on their study, they liked to racking girls and even teachers. The school administration could not take any action against them; because they were belong to high class family. Because of their offensive racking, many teachers came and went. One among them was Sanju. He was the captain of cricket team of the school and son of the school’s president. I remembered how the boys glared at me and how Sanju was just speechless for a while and stared at me so foolishly. The whole class laughed aloud at his action, and it made me blush with embarrassment. After that all went well. I could see the back benchers’ interest in my body. But I ignored it. In fact I loved the attention I was getting. After that day, the school became a part of my responsibilities. After few days, I was quite sure that some of the boys, including Sanju, had no interest in what I was teaching but the class was completely controlled, because they loved to observe my body. The school administration was quite happy with me, because there was no complain from the students against me and the classes were in my controll. I did not know why could not I take even a simple action against their offensive activities, like touching my butts and scanned my body through my dress, but I always felt a little itchy between my legs. I found Sanju, a tall hunk, quite attractive, though I knew he must be at least 9 or 10 years younger than me. I loved to watch him playing cricket on behalf of school.He got excited when he won the match, and even threw a flying kiss towards me. First I was shocked but later taking it sportingly I smiled back to him. Near-about a month passed over of my joining to school, one evening my hubby suddenly asked me being a little bit naughty ” Sweetheart, are you having a good time at school, any male co-worker trying to flirt with you, haan?” “Oh, No honey” I replied being blush and just cuddled myself in his strong arms and he kissed softly my lips. His hands started moving over my boobs. “Hey Love, you already seem excited” he whisper to my ear when he moved his fingers over my erected nipples. His caressing plus the thought of Sanju have indeed made me excited. Soon our passion started to flow; he removed my flimsy nighty and then removed his own cloths. “It has been a long time honey” I sighed. He was very excited and soon he rode on me in one and only missionary position that he knew and I was terribly humping to meet his thrusts and as soon as I dug my nails on his ass moons he ejaculated. ” Ohhhhh shhhhhhh wait please” I tried hard to meet the thrusts and make myself cum with him but in vain it was too early for me as his dick slipped softly out of my hot cave. Still I smiled. His face was red being embarrassed and he could not make his eye contact with me and rolled back. Soon he was in a deep sleep. Sanju’s wonderful sportsman’s body came in front of my closed eyes, and I rubbed my itching pussy on the pillow and shake my body till I came. Next day in school, I did not saw Sanju. When I asked to his friends, they told that he had been gone romance with his girlfriend. My face turned red in blush to hear it in the class. But I controlled myself and scolded at them. I threatened them that I would take them to the Principal if they repeated such obscene behaviour again. I could not get interest in my work for the whole day. At evening, after returning home from office, my husband asked me to get ready to go for dinner with him to his client’s home. I had to obey my hubby’s command. I took a shower and then got ready to go with him. I wore chiffon blue sari with matching sleeveless blouse.

Leaving Mona at home to look after the baby and the home, we went to his client’s home at 6.30 pm. Mr. Awasthi welcomed us to his home, and there I saw Sanju standing at the door to welcome us. “Good Evening Maam” Sanju said. “Good Evening” I said and turned my face towards where from this sound came. “Oh! God, Sanju. You here? “I was surprised to see him there,” Is this your home?” I asked. “Yes” He said. His father Mr. Awasthi asked me,” Do you know each other?” “Yes Sir, he is my student” I replied. After a small talk, we were taken to the living room. Raju and Mr. Awasthi were sitting beside each other, and Sanju came to sit along with me. Their maid served us chilled fruit juices and some fresh fruits pies. We talked around about each other family and I came to know that Sanju lost his mother when he was five years old.I was shocked to hear it and more love arose against him. Later the two men started talking about some important business deal, and I followed Sanju, on his request, to see his villa. “Wow, your villa is so beautiful, Sanju” I said. “Thank you Mam” said Sanju. Sanju took me into his bed room. It was huge and beautiful but……. “Sanju, eyaaaaaak” Sanju asked, “what happened, Maam?” Pointing towards the wall, I said “why have you fixed these photos on your beautiful room? ” His room’s walls were almost fulfilled with several semi-nudes girls’ posters. “Aren’t they beautiful Maam? Oh! I see how they can be beautiful in comparison to you.” Sanju declared with full confidence and excitement. I was so surprised, how he dared to say all this to his teacher. He came closer to me and whispered, “Ma’am I want to hug you” I had no answer. I was thinking how to tackle with this boy. But he did not give me time to think and reply. He grabbed me and held me tight. “Oh God this boy, almost half of my age, is built like a hunk” I thought after feeling first ever hug of a man, other than hubby, after a long time of my marriage. His both hands were roaming around my ass and holding them tight. He brought one of his hands behind my head and kissed on my lips and sucked them thoroughly like he would not like to see tomorrow. I forcefully pushed him back when I felt uncomfortable because of breathless, and panted heavily. “Your lips are so juicy. Your husband is a lucky man” he said after breathing heavily. I smiled. I did not want to make relationship with him. It was because, he was my student and if the little boy disclosed this to his friends then the rumor would not only hamper my career but also my marital relationship. “Sanju it’s enough! Now let me to go.” I told him. “Hey wait! Believe me, all this remain private between you and me” he said like he is a mind reader. “I know that you are an unsatisfied woman. Your money minded husband has not satisfied your sex desire for the long time.” I was so surprised, how the boy did know all this. Was he a mind reader or he was just guessing? I was doubtfully thinking about him. He knelled down in front of me. He pushed his hands each side of my waist and put my sari’s pallo down. He took his head closer to my navel and kissed my belly-button then tickling it with his tongue. I was so excited. I need to go but my legs were jammed. Suddenly, we were called for dinner. Thank God I was saved from miss-happened on that day. But my panty was wet. Please give your feedback so that i can submit part 2