Misc. Erotica Girls School - Exbii Story-Sexpeare002

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Hi friends

Welcome to our New XOSSIPY

[manigopal]

Girl's  School

Shakespeare002  or Sexpeare002

27th March 2009

https://www.xossip.com/showthread.php?t=407423

WARNING

 

This is not a story but a saga.

People who are looking for quick fix have been warned herewith.

Please do not complain about it... read ONLY if you want to!

 

Also please note that this is not something that has been picked from net "here & there" and posted...

but it is an absolute marvelous creation of sexpeare's imagination.

So please go and credit the author, if you find the story worth it.

 

 

Please note: i am not the author, the credit goes to sexpeare and sunman111

 

 

also you are requested to keep patience...

the story is long... but worth a read

and also i'll not be able to post the translation very fast, this is my limitation.

 

Also I will attempt to keep the story as original as possible and try to portray the emotions as well as possible

nevertheless i do not claim to be an aboslute... and may falter at places...

 

Kindly bear with me

[manigopal]

Somehow he managed to catch the bus for bhiwani. as the bus was full to its potential,

he stood in the rear of the bus. Shamsher Singh was indeed very happy, afterall he was

posted for the first time ever to an all Girl's School in his 9 years of service.

 

6 feet height, athletic body, attractive face, he was a very charming & attractive figure.

even though he was 32 now, he was single & unmarried. it wasn't so that nobody had

offered herself to him, married viz-a-viz unmarried, there was hardly any female who hasn't

fallen for him even after a first look. Even in his last school, he had familiarized couple of his

female colleagues with his vivid lifestyle. nevertheless, the general image was that he is a

very serious and sincere person. but the hidden fact was that he was a virgin disciple not

just an ordinary lover. and he hadn't had a chance to persue virgins in last 6-7 years.

 

This was the very same reason why he was beaming inside out.

After all his wait was about to be over soon now.

 

his trance was abruptly broken by some activity at front.

A female had mistakenly brushed her bums against his front. he glanced at her.

She must have been around 26-27.

 

the lady responded "Sorry! it's a bit crowded here"

"Its ok" said shamsher and moved a bit backwards

 

the lady seemed well educated and cultured. though she had that tanned skin but her

youth was on peak. even she couldnt keep herself from getting attracted to shamsher.

she was, time and again, looking at him through the corners of her eyes.

 

suddenly the driver applied breaks and shamsher directly crashed against her.

she was about to fall but shamsher extender her hand across her body and holded

her firmly from front. call it a coincedence or luck, his hand caught her right boobs.

 

instantly he withdrew his hand back and offered apology

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"Sorry" he said.

 

but only she knew what went thru her heart. "god! what a robust hand!" she thought

and a chill ran through her spine. just at this one touch she had drenched her panties.

she felt embarrased, but couldn't utter a word.

 

by that time shamsher had also realized that she was a virgin.

Such a sexy fit body cant be of a married lady. he couldn't control, and asked her

"can i ask your name?"

 

after a thoughtful pause, she replied "My Name is anjali"

shamsher: "so? what's your last stop?"

anjali: "further to bhiwani, there is a village named loharu.

I am the principal of the Girl's School there."

 

shamsher was shocked. ofcourse that's the same name conveyed to him of his principal. OOPS!

but after some thoughts, he didn't share anything about himself.

 

what a weired coincidence. since the moment he held her, his sixth sense had smelled

an opportunity of fun-filled timepass for the whole way.

 

slowly the bus was getting further crowded. anjali turned around and stood facing shamsher.

a seat got available just then, but not sure why she decided against going for the seat.

she didn't felt good about parting from shamsher. she offered her seat to an elderly lady

and continued standing there.

 

anjali: "where are you lost?"

shamsher: "nothing as such, was just wondering how come you haven't married yet?"

she started blushing at this.."h..how..how do you know that for sure?"

shamsher didn't miss the opportunity: "just by looking at your sexy figure... as such

even i am not married, but am aware of the world around"

anjali: "what do you mean?"

shamsher: "nevermind. drop it! but principal at such a young age! cant believe it!!"

anjali: "well.. possible! but i was a direct appointee about two years back."

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while they kept chatting like this, anjali suddenly got in mischief mood, she made an

excuse of feeling like puking and leaned her head on his well-built shoulders. he got

the nearby seat of a youngster emptied and made her sit there. anajli felt sad but

thankfully the seat beside her too became available soon and shamsher took it.

anjali just kept her head on his masculin chest.

 

shamsher knew the birdie has been caged. he also started lightly stroking her hairs.

anjali faked sleepyness and arranged herself in his lap. but this was too much for shamsher.

the hidden weapon beneath his trouser's had started breathing. as anjali was faking

her sleep, she was well aware of the development happening right below her. in her

act of sleeping she brought her hand below her head. this allowed her the luxury of

having the direct feel of the growing manhood. her face was becoming red with all

the sensation she was going through. her controlled sex desires were getting aroused.

 

at such a marvelous moment she was feeling all tipsy and the cultural bounds were

starting to get loose. afterall he was just an unknown stranger to her. and it was

only a matter of couple of hours...so what's the fuss.

 

but the bus stopped at kaithal and a tea break was announced. damn!

 

shamsher had also realized that she is wide awake but he too was acting innocent

and her kept his hands on her waste and started to attempt to wake her up. after

couple of light shakes anjali faked surprise and actfully got into her senses: "oh sorry!"

 

shamsher: "ahh common! there is nothing to be sorry about. but there is a small concern"

anjali: "and that is?"

shamsher: "that you have made me a bit uncomfortable. and now i must visit the mens-room.

i'll get some eatables and water for you while returning." and he got down from the bus.

 

anjali was so surprised at herself. agreed that he was such a man, but how could she dare

so much! she was wishing that the journey should never come to an end and she could

continue to have the heavenly experience. definitely this has never happened before in

her life. never-ever!

 

at the other end, shamsher was preparing to continue romancing the moments. he purchased

some "pills" from the nearby medical shop and mixed it in the cold-drink. it was dark now so

he left his fly open so that it was easier for anjali to have the better feel. shamsher was

wondering in heart that if anjali is the same person whom he has to join in school then he has

hit the jackpot. from the looks of anjali he was now sure that if he made any advancements

she wont stop him. but if she got the information that i have to join her in school then she

probably wont go ahead with me. hence it is important that he goes all the way before she

knows anything. he must fuck her and fuck her good!

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but he was also feeling otherwise. what if he hasn't read her too well and she reacted to his

advancements then it'll become tough for him. he'll not be in a condition to face her in school

then. so he affirmed that it is important that she takes the first step.

 

the break was over, and the bus started. he hopped along lost in his thoughts and entered the bus.

 

anjali: "what took you so long... i thought you wouldn't return at all"

shamsher: "not at all. just went to take some fruits and cold drinks for you"

he said while offering her the adultrated cold drink botel.

anjali: "sorry sir! i dont drink beverages"

shamsher felt a pang in his heart

 

shamsher: "you should take it, you were feeling sick hence i brought it.. this will make you feel better"

anjali: "thanks! but i wont be able to drink it. infact i have never taken one.

yeah, i'll gladly take these fruits"

she said with a perfect smile

 

shamsher disappointedly withdrew the botel back to his bag.

he said: "well, here.. have a banana"

looking at it reminded something to anjali and she burst into laughter. it was hardly 3 inch long

shamsher: "what?..."

anjali: (still laughing) "nothing"

as she was staring at the fruit.. he somewhat did get the idea... but played along

shamsher: "please! tell me what's so funny... hey! byetheway you look so pretty like this"

anjali: "what do you mean... dont i look pretty otherwise..."

shamsher: (oops!) "no no, i didnt mean that"

anjali: "nevermind! anyway i burst into laughter looking at your fruit!"

 

shamsher instantly looked at his crotch. for a sec he feared his tool broke free as his zip was open.

but it wasn't so. and then looking at the size of the banana he surely got it.

shamsher: (with a cunning but assuring smile) "i dont harvest them. what can i do,

these are the only ones available here"

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but anjali was still laughing uncontrolably. she just couldnt take hold of it.

it was the other "fruit" that was doing rounds in her mind.

as such she had always taken care of her behaviour but after getting introduced to the

handsome hunk, she was not in her own!

anjali: "shamsher, what do you do?"

shamsher: "why bother for the trivials which time will unfold on their own.

you tell me, why havent you married yet?"

 

anjali paused for couple of moments: "as such it is a personal matter. but i guess its ok

to share with you. actually my youger sister had ran away with someone about six years

back. thats it! since then nothing went the right path. papa had already demised and then

mom also committed suicide (her eyes had become moist bye now..

and couple of moments later she couldnt control herself)

i have absolutely no idea what was my fault... why me?... what did i do to deserve this.

(sigh!) well! but now i have decided to live all by myself"

 

this had moved shamsher. he wasnt sure how to respond.

but then politely offered: "Sorry anjali!

... i had asked jut out of curiosity..." he couldn't face her properly

 

anjali settled herself comfortably to his shoulders. she was still sobbing...

but was in better control of herself.. though a bit lost

 

shamsher was still unsure as how to move along...

he said: "so? aren't you going to ask me the same?"

 

anjali, as if brought back to life, sprung into action. with a bright glow in her eyes and some

eagerness in her voice, she asked "what, even you... i mean you also... why?...

why didnt you marry someone?"

 

shamsher: "i have a physical problem"

anjali: (she forgot her own problems) "what problems?"

shamsher was in full mood now: "cant tell you madam..."

anjali: "why cant you share with me.. (with fake anger on her cute face) arent we friends now?"

shamsher: (he wasnt to leave her) "i have problem in erection"

anjali knew well what he is saying.. but how can that be true? she had already felt him

breathing evil in full swing.

but how could she accept that? so she prefered to remain silent.

 

shamsher: "hadnt i told you its private?"

anjali: (blushing) "i dont understand all this. i am feeling sleepy now. can i sleep in your lap?"

shamsher: "ya ya! why not" hell ya, why the fuck not. and he let her settle in his lap,

just inches from his crotch.

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anjali happily lied down. she kept her hand below her head (using it as a pillow) and started

rocking it to-and-fro. at this she felt that his member started coming to life.

the deamon was waking up. anjali was wondering why did shamsher lie to her?

at the same time shamsher to faked sleepyness and kept his hand on her shoulder.

slowly and slowly he started to let his hands slip freely to her well endowed chests.

breasts? fuck man.. boobies!!! hell ya... bOObs man! bOObs!!!

 

he was enjoying it as much as she was. he was getting bold and started moving his other hand at

her "ooooooooooooooo" but suddenly then anjali sat back

and snapped "liar! why did you lie to me?"

her voice wasnt complaining.. but inviting... for fuck-fest!

 

shamsher remained unmoved and replied while keeping his eyes closed "what did i lie to you?"

anjali: "that you have erection problem"

shamsher: "who said i lied? i dont get erection"

anjali: "i have checked it" (she was now whispering)

shamsher: "what have you checked?"

 

anjali was about to reply in same frenzy but the bus abruptly stopped.

conductor informed everyone that the bus have developed some snag.

and people will have to make some other arrangements.

 

in any normal circumstance this is enough to make any single lady to drown in uncomfort and stress

but anjali was excited: "how will i go now?"

shamsher: "what am i here for? come, lets get our luggage.."

 

they stepped down and stood around the road. anajali wasnt able to control her excitement.

she was getting anxious that even after all this what is he waiting for? one after another, everyone

left leaving them alone. but neither shamsher nor anjali were in any hurry. both were not able to take

initiative no matter how much both wanted to. now even the driver and conductor had left the

place. the area was totally deserted now.

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anjali couldnt hold any longer: "what do we do now?"

shamsher: "what should we do?"

anjali: "what.. you were only saying that you are here.. and now you only are asking me?"

shamsher didnt want to miss this but still: "ok! if we see any vehicle passing by, we'll take a lift"

 

anjali: "i am extremly tired. should we rest for some time in the bus? i am now feeling thirsty too".

both were now sitting in the bus. and then suddenly shamsher remembered the colddrink.

it was still useful for the occassion.

 

he asked: "there is only one solution for the thirst, as per me"

anjali: "what"

shamsher: "the cold drink, well! not so cold anymore though"

anjali: "hmm.. yeah! that can be of some relief. please give it to me.... thanks!"

 

shamsher handed the botel to her and she emptied it in seconds.

within 10-15 minutes the tablets started showing effects.

anjali said to shamsher: "why dont we sleep here only. we'll leave in the morning"

 

anjali was visibly intoxicated. shamsher felt its the right time.

he asked: "what were you doing in the bus?"

anjali: "i have a name also. why dont you call me by my name?"

shamsher: "thats correct. but you are a principal of a school"

anjali: "so what... i am not your principal. call me anjali please.

even better, call me anju. "

and why were you lied to me that you have erection problem?"

shamsher: "how do you know that i am lying"

anjali: "i had checked?"

shamsher: "what?"

 

anjali was now totally excited. she thought for a while. and then brought her hand

to his trousers and said: "see here.. hey! you forgot to zip your trousers. ha ha ha!"

shamsher knew well she isnt in her right senses.

he said: "you were tired, right? come! sleep in my lap."

anjali: "no! i have to verify whether it erects or not?"

"if i can bring it to erection, what will you give me?"

 

shamsher kept silent

anjali: "say something..."

shamsher: "whatever you'll ask..."

anjali: "ok. take it out"

shamsher: "what do you want me to take out?"

anjali: "shh!!! dont name it. nevermind, i'll do it myself"

and she jumped on it like a hungry lioness.

 

shamsher was waiting for this moment only. he held her before she could do

anything and threw her on the seat. and started kissing her all over. even with

the clothes on. anjali too had lost all senses and was governed only with desires.

she held shamsher by the face and locked lips with him.

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shamsher's hands were working magic on her bossoms. one by one he was fondeling

her too damn devilishly. anjali had lost control. she was now babelling:

"oh love.. please make love to me.. "

she continued.. "i cant wait.. i just cant leave without you honey"

 

thunders were roaring inside the deserted bus. one by one shamsher took off all her clothes.

he was now mesmerized by the raw beauty. angel of sex had got down on earth from heaven.

endowed bossoms.. well shaped hard and erect... flat sexiting torso... creamy thighs..

clean shaved pussy.

 

the swollen lips were so mesmirizing and invinting. he caught both her boobs in his rough

hands and took in the pussy lips in his mouth. anjali just jumped off.. her breaths defied

all the laws. they were breathing fire. she was burning in desires. at first she felt an

awkward sensation while getting her cunt sucked but slowly the sensation took over

and she was now jerking her butts in rythm to give him much better access.

 

shamsher threw away his trousers and took out the 8 inch long deamon which was

fucking 4 inch thick and shoved it in her mouth. but anjali wasnt in control she pleaded

"please fuck me. i cant take it anymore".

shamsher also thought that now its a long relation and way to go so oral can wait.

 

he folded her legs and adjusted them on his shoulders. now he positioned his dick and slowly

started exserting pressure on her virgin teritory. but they were hell tight. shamsher used her

juices mixed with his saliva and tried again. anjali cried in pain. the monster was in and anjali

was as good as dead. she was drenched in immense pain she tried to move backwards but her

head was placed against the windows.

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she pleaded "please baby, take'em out. we'll try some other time"

 

but shamsher paid no attention as if he didnt even heard her. shamsher took his stance

and pushed in... he was half in now. anjali just managed to muffle her screams. they

maintained the posture for some relaxing moments. now the fever was back on. she was

back in frenzy. she crossed all her limits.

 

she was deep in sexual pleasures and was babelling again "oh god! my cunt... so much fun..

what a pleasure.. i was so thirsty for you dick since so long... fuck.. fuck me baby..

no no dont pull it out... more more.. harder harder.. fuck baby.. fuck .. fuck me..."

 

shamsher was also lost..

it was as if god had heard his prayers. he was in heaven... paradise.

thrust after thrust... he was all on with renewed energy... with a jerk anjali closed in.

her whole body went dead for a moment. she then lifetd herself and held shamsher firmly.

she was coming uncontrolled. this was making things further easy for shamsher, he was

now pumping in harder. but now anjali was all worned out. she was not able to bear it anymore.

she started pleading "please take it out. i cant take it anymore" shamsher stopped for few moments.

 

he started devouring her breasts and smooching her lips fiercely in between. anjali was

again turned on by this and started moving in rhythm. this time shamsher turned her

around on her stomach. her butts were on the corner of the seat and the glimpses of

her winsome cunt were making a hell of a scene.

 

anjali had her knees on floor and was facing the window. when shamsher thrusted himself

inside her in this posture, he felt a different world all together. it was much more fun this way.

each moment was pleasuring him of paradise. after about some 20 minutes both came together

and shamsher fell on her back lifeless.

 

few moments later they sat up, but now anjali wasnt able to establish eye contact.

the frenzy was over and she was in her senses now. she dressed back in hurry and

sat on a seat and looked out of the window. shamsher knew very well what to do

now. he went to her and sat beside.

"i love you anjali"

 

anjali shoved herself in his chest and started sobbing. not sure if these were results

of guilt or happyness.

 

they didnt realise how the time flew and it became morning in each other's arms.

the clock ticked 5am. they were about 20 minute off to bhiwani and anjali had to

go till loharu. well, shamsher too had the same destiny but anjali wasn't aware of

it. she was disheartened with the thought that these moments will not last long.

 

she was feeling awkward talking about the same person who introduced her to the

"wooman" inside and whos chest was so consoling to her sobs. she was completely

avoiding him.

 

at the end, shamsher had to ask "should we move now?"

anjali: "you'll go till what place?"

shamsher: "with you.. where else?"

anjali: "no, i mean this isnt possible"

shamsher: "why not?"

anjali: "am going to a village. and am single. it wont look decent."

"people wont take it lightly. and then i have an image there"

shamsher joked: "ya i have seen your image through-out the whole night yesterday"

 

anjali squirmed thoroughly. and she silently boarded the bus that came along.

anjali made another attempt: "please tell me where do you live, what do you do.

do you have a contact number?"

shamsher was still in mood: "i live in your heart honey and love you now.

my contact number is same as yours"

anjali: "so you dont want to tell me. atleast tell me where are you going to?"

 

bus has now reached bhiwani. they stepped down . bus to loharu was ready,

anjali took a seat in it. she looked at shamsher one last time with much

anticipation and sadness. her eyes were moist and she was restless. helpless too.

 

she was in for shock when shamsher came along and sat beside her. anjali by now

had realized her mistake. this man, whom she trusted with herself, is neither telling

her anything nor leaving her alone. his this move to come along seemed stupid to

her.

 

she suddenly started having bad feelings.

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what if he is stalking her. what if now he attempts to blackmails her. a chill ran

through her. she stood and took another seat away from him.

 

shamsher could read her feelings. he got down of the bus and left without a word.

gone! just like that.

 

somehow, anjali felt relaxed now.

but she was disheartened that she wont meat her macho again.

she didnt realize it was loharu already.

 

she went to school with all those discomforts and turned off feelings. she was pondering

about shamsher only when in her cabin, when suddenly shamsher spawned at her door

"may i come in ma'am?"

 

anjali was shocked beyond belief.

all her uncomfort was back to her and she feared the worst. she ordered all staff to leave

the room.

anjali: (in low pitch) "what have you come here for? please forgive me and leave me alone"

 

shamsher: "relax ma'am. I have come here to reportfor duty. I have been ordered to join

the school as the new science teacher. kindly allow me to complete the formalities

and oblige."

anjali jumped off her seat: "what the f...?"

 

she was now in for a pleasant surprise. she can't believe her ears. she didnt trust him

but then after looking at the joining orders she got the whole story. she held her nerves

and called in the registrar and left them to complete the formalities.

 

she informed shamsher: "Mr Shamsher, you'll be the incharge of class 10th but you'll have

to take the periods from class 6th onwards. also we dont have a maths teacher at the

moment, so could you please take in the maths classes for 8th and 10th as well"

 

shamsher: "thank's ma'am, but i have a small problem."

anjali: (looked at shamsher with raised eyebrows.. another problem?) "yes, i am listening..."

 

shamsher: "i am single.. i mean i'll be staying alone only.

if you could arrange for my stay in the village.."

 

anjali stopped him in between and said

"i'll tell the peon about it. let's see what can we do about it."

shansher: (with a wink) "thanks ma'am"

 

anjali just couldnt stop her smile.

shamsher picked his register for class 10th.. and walked out...

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shamsher had hardly reached till the class that a girl came running after him,

she said "Good Morning Sir!"

the girl looked big enough to be in class 10th. He looked at her, full, from top to

bottom. what an untoched beauty. Alas! heavy round boobs, round softer buttocks,

juicey pink pink lips. It was apparent that god had taken special interest in her.

 

her voice too was equaly sweet "sir. Ma'am is calling you."

shamsher: "ok. let's go"

"sir, would you take our classes too?"

"which class are you in girl? what is your name?"

"I am vani and am studying in class 8"

 

"what? eighth!!!" damn! if this is the case of a class eighth girl, what awaits me in

higher classes "yes beta! i'll teach science to your class"

 

i turned to office and started walking. vani kept looking back at me time and again

when i reached in office, anjali was sitting alone.

 

i just took the cue "yes senior ma'am"

anjali was serious "sorry shamsher... i mean shamsher ji. I had misunderstood you

in bhiwani. but why didnt you tell me?"

shamsher: "if i had said that how could have i made you mine?"

 

the whole night went by her eyes in a flash. she also had realised why shamsher

never took the initiative. she said in a very sweet voice "shamsher dear, we will

behave this way in school. i have asked to manage your stay. i will try to get you

accomodated somewhere near my house only."

 

shamsher: "why not in your own house?"

anjali: "i am also staying in rented place only dear. though two rooms are empty

beside my room but this a village hence that wont be decent. people will talk about

us."

shamsher: "ma'am, pyar kiya to darna kya?"

anjali: "shhh... plz! anyway i had asked for you to discuss few necessary things."

shamsher: "ok! tell me?"

anjali: "you must have noticed there is no male teacher or student here"

shamsher: "why? aint i here?"

anjali: "ohh ho! you have just come. listen to me na..."

shamsher: "ok! carry on"

 

anjali: "girls sometime become more disobedient in such environments compared to

boys.if you showed even a bit leniency they might even cross the limits of

shamelessness. hence it is very important to keep them in check even punish if

needed. the villagers trust us. no matter what the discipline must be maintained.

the girls here are pretty elder. in 10+2 one girl is just 5 yeras younger to me"

 

shamsher's heart was jumping with leaps and bounds. but he controled his emotions

he replied "ok! i'll handle"

anjali "please dont say like this"

shamsher: "ok anju! sorry ma'am"

anjali couldnt stop but smile

"just take a round of the school. let me know if you need me..."

"ok"

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shamsher along with anjali left for the round.

they saw in a class, 2 girls were made "murga" (a traditional punishment given to

indisciplined students in indian school, where you hold you ears and sit on your

toes) both the butts were high enough. they saw shamsher and felt embarrassed.

 

they tried to ease there butts but then the madam slashed the stick at such pace

on the butt that they couldnt control and fell down in pain. one girl's salwar was

torn from the side of the thigh. shamsher suddenly felt a rush of adrenaline as if he

wanted to push his dick into the butt crack through that hole itself. the thought

itself turned him on and the dick started twisting

 

he asked anjali "why are they being punished?"

 

he ma'am inside came out and said "the bitches were fighting each other.

they wont do any work though-out the day but only dance there butts around."

 

shamsher got one hell of a shock. he just stood there dumbfounded at her

response. he looked at anjali but she had moved on.

 

later she told him "she is from the village only. she is the wife of village sarpanch.

she is like this only. dont worry the other teachers are way better"

 

after the round shamsher came back to his office. it was already lunch time and

tea was ready. anjali introduced shamsher to all the staff, but he was restless to

meet the girls. he finished his tea propmtly and with an excuse to see the school

came out for another round.

 

roaming around he reached class 10th. as it was the lunch period there were only

two girls present. they were try to memorise something. one particular girls was

damn sexy. as if youth has just reached her. round face , luscious lips.. she was

the perfect sex goddess. aphrodite! hell ya!!!

 

when she saw shamsher forget greeting instead she started inquiring..

"hey you...? why are you here?"

shamsher smiled "what is your name?"

she got offended: "why? you want to marry me? i have seen many urban heros

like you. huh? should i call madam or what?"

shamsher hadnt expectde anything like this. even then he kept his composure and

smiled "yeah sure! wait even i will come along"

[manigopal]

 

listening to this she turned red with anger and started to walk towards principal

room. suddenly vani and her friend reached there. the second girl saw shamsher

and said "good morning sir!"

 

"sss... sir? who sir?" asked the girl.

"sir!" vani replied "didi, he is our new teacher! he will teach us science."

 

after hearing this she turned colourless, as if she'll faint any moment.

she couldnt even dare to look at shamsher and started trembling.

she was crying. shamsher was smiling "what is your name?"

 

she replied "sss.. sorry sir!"

"sorry sir! wow what a name. good good!" shamsher started kidding now...

the bell rang just then and shamsher left for office laughing.

 

Disha had no idea what to do now.

 

Disha had no idea what to do now. unknowingly she had reacted very unplesantly and in uncultured way.

 

she was a very intelligent girl but yet was childishly petulant. all the village romeos were her fan. but she

never let them get anywhere near. boys always passed comment when passing by but her younge petite

figure was wholely responsible for that. she was very fair. her breasts so firm that they didnt need any

blouse or bra. romeos used to joke that if anyone would see her naked he'll die of heart attak instantly.

 

when she would walk, every part of her body would reflect the motion individually. it was as such that

the butt was in love with her dresses that whenever she'll stand up the butt holes would suck her dress

in. what to say... dont you think they never said wrong about her. Sigh! it was apperently felt across the

guyz that the world will siege to exist after her. and the best part, she had turned 18 just last week.

 

disha had let all her frustration flow out on sir. and she was now feeling so damn embarrased about all of it.

[manigopal]

 

"what will happen now? would sir will ever forgive her?"

neha brought her back from her uncomfortable trance "what's wrong with you baby? you didnt do that

deliberately. Dont worry sir will understand this. now come lets go back"

disha replied with a dillusioned heart "ok!"

 

neha "tell me one thing, isnt our sir is very handsome, like some filmy hero? what a body? just like Salman.

I had felt so bad when you were mistreating him. Sigh! i felt as if my heart was compelling me to forget all

world around and just run into his arms. really disha! i felt such a strong desire to brace him"

disha "get lost you shameless girl. he is our sir..."

neha "but i didnt know then na... that he is our sir.. i had thought all this when he had entered the class"

disha "listen... dont chat about all this nonsense when you are with me.. ok? all the men are same"

neha "hmm.. should i ask this to sir?"

disha "neha! you know i wasnt talking about sir"

neha "so you agree that he is so handsomely cute..."

disha "you are too much." and she hit her on the head with her notebook

 

disha's attention was time and again floating towards sir. how can i gain his forgiveness.

what if he didnt forgive me?

 

just then the history teacher entered the class.. the sarpanch's wife... her name was pyari.

pyari "common girls.. take out your notebooks and show me the homework"

one by one the girls showed her their homework. everyone was afraid of her. so no one used to leave

her work incomplete.

 

divya had forgotten her notebook home. only god could save her now...

 

pyari (staring with her firey eyes): where is your notebook bitch?"

divya "sorry ma'am, i forgot it at home"

pyari "move to the back of the class and bend like 'murgi'"

divya couldnt dare to argue anymore... she moved to the back of the class and sat in 'murgi' posture"

 

pyari turned her attention to other girls.

when divya could bear the pain anymore she gathered herself together and said with a lot of effort "Ma'am i'll just go running and bring it back within minutes"

pyari: (staring with anger) "ohh.. so you'll now get it in few minutes. wait i'll just attend to you"

 

listening to this divya panicked. she felt as if she missed her heartbeats in between. pyari came

to her and asked her to stand. then she pinched her nipples very hard. divya was drowning in pain.

"bitch... whore... you deliberately leave the notebook at home so that you can later have an excuse

to go and meet your lover. tell me.. who the mother-fucker takes care of your..."

just then the peon asked her permission to enter the class. and then she said "principal ma'am had

requested that if anyone has any room available for rent then she can go and meet her. the new

teacher needs it"

pyari "when our whole haweli is available for free why do the teacher needs to stay at rent.

go and inform him. i'll ask servants to arrange for it and get his luggage there. better, i'll just

now come with you..."

[manigopal]

 

pyari was around 40 years old lady. extremly un-cultured. but her husband was the village sarpanch.

it wasnt so that no one knew of her corny behaviour with the girls but as she was the only big

landlord of the village.. nobody had the courage to stop her or even say her anything. even her

daughter was on her own steps. sarita. she was in class 9. but wasnt tender rather a fully grown

lady after fucking so many boys.

 

after pyari left neha said to disha "yaar, your uncle's house is also empty only. why dont you inform

the principal to let him stay there"

disha "yeah..but.."

neha "but what.. such a handsome sir.. how would he live with such bastards. you know this lady is

so cunning. if you didnt tell them now he will surely get traped with her."

disha "you also na.. cant think of anything else except all these craps.

but i'll also have to ask permission from uncle na..?"

neha "i'll take care of that. come lets search for sir.. come lets go fast...

you'll get your forgiveness too..."

 

disha started with her but she wasnt able to believe that sir can forgive her too. and who knows

whether uncle will agree to this. if he said no then what will i do.. what an embarrasment this will

cause.. but neha was walking briskly and was also pulling her along. they reached straight to class

8, where shamsher was teaching.

 

shamsher saw them and came out smiling "yeah, so what exactly is your name."

shamsher wasnt going to let her go so easily.

disha tried so hard but still couldnt utter a single word. she could barely manage to blink her lips.

she was standing there with her face down. and yet she was looking so damn gorgeous.

 

neha "sir. she want to tell you that you can stay at her home."

hearing this vani came out "yes sir! you please stay at our home only."

shamsher aske thoughtfully "and how are you both related?"

vani "sir, i am disha did's cousin. i am her uncle's daughter"

shamsher "so?"

vani got confused and stopped.

so neha explained "sir, actually disha stays with her uncle. and vani is the only daughter of her

parents. and disha is staying with them since childhood"

shamsher "ok ok.. that's why i was wondering both look so similar. ok gals, i will come to your house after the school"

[manigopal]

 

disha "but..sss... sir"

shamsher: "but what?"

disha "i'll need to take permission from uncle"

vani couldnt control herself "no sir, you come to us today only. i'll myself tell papa"

shamsher patted vani lovingly "no beta! first get your parents approval. if they allow then i'll

stay at your place only. promice"

Vani: ok, thank you sir.

 

the class was almost over so shamsher directly went to office.

anjali was there alone lost in some thoughts.

 

"may i come in ma'am" shamsher broke her thoughts

anjali "come shamsher"

shamsher: why are you looking so tensed.

shamsher asked slowly

anjali: pyari madam had come. she was insisting that you should stay at her haweli.

but i dont want you to stay there. she is an extremly corrupt lady.

shamsher: then tell her no. whats the problem?

anjali: problem is that we dont have any other arrangement

 

shamsher: then i'll stay at yours sweetheart

anjali: i had told you already, this is not possible. i stay alone, had there been a family

it would have been a different story all together.

shamsher: bye-the-way, where do you stay

anjali: here only. the house that you can see from the window.

anjali pointed towards a house nearby. which was near to school only though it was a

bit of outskirt of the village.

shamsher: nevermind! probably by tomorrow the house will be arranged.

today i'll stay at bhiwani at my friends place.

anjali: where? which house?

shamsher: (with an act of some thought) some disha's uncle's house.

girls were saying they'll confirm tomorrow after getting permission from home.

anjali: oh yeah! that'll be damn fine. they are very nice people. and the house is also very big.

and then they are only four people at house. they had insisted to me also for staying at there

place. i am sure they'll agree.

shamsher: how great had it been if we had ...

 

just then the bell rang. the school was over for today. staff was about to return to office, so

shamsher went out. he noticed disha was time and looking at him with different lost looks, as if trying to recognize him.

[manigopal]

 

it was around 8pm. anjali was alone at home. she was remembering last night's wonderfull

moments. in her bachelor life of 27 years she had never felt that life can be so miserable

without sex. she had accepted her lonelyness as her fate. but today she was feeling the

need for shamsher in her void life. had shamsher not been there.. there wouldnt have been

the night. god knows what attraction he has. no one can say he is 30+. such a solid figure..

so handsome.

 

she had never ever thought that her first night will be so colorfull and adventurous. just the

thoughts were enough to chill her throught.. damn! she had forgotten to collect shamsher's

number. atleast she would had talked to him over phone. in school she never got enough time.

while thinking she put her hands inside her bra. she started feeling suffocated in her clothes.

one by one she took off all of her dress and went in to the bathroom. like that only. stark naked.

 

she wondered if a bath would help her relax. but she felt as if even the water is starting to

burn after falling on her body. after 20 minutes of shower she came out. and stood in front

of her dressing table. she was looking at her body... her boobs had become real hard.. the

nipples were protruding straight. yeasterday first time a man had made her realise the true

value of her nipples.

 

looking at her cunt drenched in water.. she felt a chill run through her.. ahh! she sighed. her

cunt has blossomed after tasting shamshers cum as if they were rose petals. her hands

automatically reached for the petals. despite being alone she was feeling uncomfortable at

touching herself. they were now shamsher's.. and only his. she turned around. she couldnt

stopped smiling when she remembered how shamsher had gone all wild after looking at her

buttocks. her bums were so worthy anyway.

 

suddenly she remembered shamsher's bag was here only. as if she got a new life. she started

searching his bag, mebbe she could dig out his number from some where. she was so excited.

she found a diary and there was a number at front.

 

she dialed the number, she was so eager to hear shamsher's voice at the other end.

a voice came from the other end "hello"

anjali was in heaven "shansher?"

"yeas. who is this?"

"shamsher, i am here"

"well, what a coincidence, here also "i" am only speaking"

"arrey.. this is me, anjali" she said in a faked angry voice

"oh sorry ma'am! how did you get my number?"

"forget that. can you come just now?"

shamsher got sirprised "why? what happened?"

"i am about to die. please come over love"

 

shamsher got the meaning implied.

[manigopal]

the fire that he had kindled in her by fucking her was burning bright and now he only could control it.

"ok ma'am! i'll be there in half an hour." and he disconnected the phone.

 

in her adrenaline rush of sexual tension anjali started kissing the mobile phone and continued

for uncounted number of times... as if shamsher was recieving all of them. she hurriedly wore

her suit without bothering her bra. she was restless. how do i prepare myself for my lover.

 

in her tranced state she stood in front of her window after getting ready. as if 30 minutes will

get over in just 2 minutes. somewhere after around 20-25 minutes she saw headlights of a car

coming this way. the car stopped near school.

 

anjali didnt wasted even a second in opening the door. without any thought.. without any concern..

she just ran into his arms.. didnt even paid attention to the doors.

 

"hold on babe."

he kissed her on her rosey cheeks and closed the door. turned around. anjali was acting like a

fish out of water. as soon as he turned around she again tried to hug her but shamsher picked

her up in his robust arms

 

"babe you are all fresh and ready but let me also get freshen up.. am not going anywhere...

am i honey?" he said with all the words dipped with deep emotion and love.

 

anjali punched him on his chest in affection and kissed him, deep! shamsher delicately laid her

on bed, took out his towel from his bag, and left for the washroom.

 

after the shower when he came out he had draped the towel around him at waste and was naked

otherwise. water drops were running around on his broad shoulder and chest through the hairs.

anjali was looking at him with all lovey-dovey eyes "you should have been a hero"

"why? hero's are found only in movies?"