Sex With My Hot Professor
Hi guys. I’m back with yet another story. Hope you all liked my previous ones. Just click on this link and go through those if you haven’t yet. Anyway, this is kind of a special one for me. Now if you’ve read the description you know what I’m talking about. So for my new users just a quick intro. I’m 21, living in Mumbai. Tall with a good athletic build and most importantly a cock that can make any woman crazy. Not bragging but it’s what most girls have told me. Now getting to the story. I am currently pursuing engineering from a very well reputed college in Mumbai. We have all the facilities here and also a lot of beautiful women around. Trust me the main reason you’ll see a lot of guys in my college is the fact that we have pretty hot girls around. Now, in my final year, I had an elective course to choose. I chose one which not many guys did from my class. In fact, I was the only one from my branch and a total of just 6 people for the course, 4 of whom were girls. I thought I had made a big mistake until on the first day of the course I saw my teacher. It was Anjali, the woman almost every guy in the college fantasizes about. Let me tell you a bit about her. She’s definitely hot, really good looking, perfect boobs and an ass to die for. The best part is that she’s just 27. So she doesn’t look like a teacher at all. I saw her and I was awestruck. We used to catch a glimpse of her in the corridor at times and just check her out a lot. I was really happy. So happy that my dick started dancing in my pants. She saw just 6 people and sighed. She didn’t like teaching a lot of people and preferred a small number of students so that the interaction is proper. We then started with the lecture. I was just so busy admiring her body that I didn’t listen to one word she said in the entire lecture. After the lecture, she asked me to wait and wanted to have a word with me. I was confused, she came close to me. She said, “Do you understand anything I said in the lecture today, anything that you could explain or even repeat?” I was embarrassed and just put my head down in guilt. She saw me and then said, “As I expected, next time please pay attention to what I speak rather than checking me out.” I was shocked, she had noticed me. She gave me a smile and left. But I was glued to the bench in guilt and embarrassment. I couldn’t even gather the courage to go tell her that I’m sorry. So I decided to make up to her the next day. I went in early and started revising the part she taught yesterday. To my surprise, she came in early as well. She saw me and said, “Well I didn’t expect you to be here this early.” After what happened yesterday I just looked down and said, “I just thought I’d revise a bit before today’s lecture.” She smiled and went on with her work. She started setting up the laptop for the presentation and revising it maybe. she then went on to the projector. She couldn’t reach up to get the slider down as she wasn’t that tall. She called me, “Not checking me out when I need help huh?” I was embarrassed and confused. I looked at her, “Can you help me with this?” she said. I went on and pulled the slider down for her. I then told her “I’m sorry for what happened yesterday, I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again.” She started laughing loudly and said, “Dude I was just kidding with you. You don’t think I notice all the guys checking me out while I go around the campus? It’s natural and I’m fine with it don’t worry. As a matter of fact, I do like the attention!” Saying this she winked at me and got back to doing her job. I was relieved and went back to work. We got a little friendly and bonded a lot over the next few sessions. One fine day it started raining all of a sudden and pretty heavily as well. I had already reached college. But then I got the news that the trains had stopped functioning and had to stay in college for some time. We had our lecture at 7 am. So I had to leave pretty early, therefore. I could reach on time and wasn’t bothered by the rain. As expected no-one turned up for the lecture due to the trains not working and the heavy downpour. As I was about to leave the class, Anjali entered. She was completely wet and was looking super hot. Her wet t-shirt had stuck to her perfect body revealing her amazing boobs and toned abs. Her jeans wear all wet as well. Before I could say anything. She said, “Sorry I’m late. I hate this fucking rain.” I looked at her in kind of a shocking expression. She saw me and said, “Oh come on don’t be a pussy now. We all curse every day, no big deal.” I smiled and told her to sit down and maybe just get herself to catch her breath. She was all wet and out of breath from running. She was shivering so I offered her the hoodie that I carry in my bag. Yeah I know it’s not normal but I’m a hoodie freak. She said thank you and asked me to turn around so she could get her t-shirt off and put my hoodie on. I turned away from her and was definitely trying to peak a little. I saw her get her t-shirt off. There she was the hottest woman on campus in front of me standing in her bra with her perfect tits. She looked at me peeping and threw the t-shirt to my face and laughingly said, “Turn away you pervert.” I said sorry and turned away. She then asked me, “You wouldn’t be having an extra pair of jeans in your bag by any chance huh?” I said, “Unfortunately, I don’t. I’m sorry.” The wind then started blowing very vigorously and the door slammed shut. I rushed towards the door and tried to open it but it was jammed. I pushed and put my shoulder to it but it was all in vain. This was a golden opportunity for me. Raining heavily outside, no-one in college except the watchman who’s probably sleeping at the gate. The woman of my dreams all wet and with me alone.