Adultery The Differential Equations of Lust : A Math Teacher's Web

[ZareenK]

I can't wait for the new update tonight! Your story is so hot, it's got me on the edge of my seat and eager to dive into the steamy adventure again! The anticipation has my panties drenched and my heart racing! 

Hi Sharia, I'm thrilled to report that the twelfth part of this erotic odyssey is mere strokes away from completion. In fact, I'm positively glowing with anticipation as I weave the next layer of passion and desire into this tale. I'm aiming to have it live and ready for you to devour in the next hour or so. So, hold onto your panties and get ready to ride the waves of pleasure once more! The wait is almost over, and the steamy adventure continues tonight!

[ShaziaMirza]

Hi Sharia, I'm thrilled to report that the twelfth part of this erotic odyssey is mere strokes away from completion. In fact, I'm positively glowing with anticipation as I weave the next layer of passion and desire into this tale. I'm aiming to have it live and ready for you to devour in the next hour or so. So, hold onto your panties and get ready to ride the waves of pleasure once more! The wait is almost over, and the steamy adventure continues tonight!

I can barely contain my excitement for the twelfth part of this sultry story, and I'm still eagerly waiting to dive into the ocean of passion you're about to unleash!
And just a cheeky little reminder, it's Shazia with a 'z', not 'Sharia'.

[ZareenK]

I can barely contain my excitement for the twelfth part of this sultry story, and I'm still eagerly waiting to dive into the ocean of passion you're about to unleash!
And just a cheeky little reminder, it's Shazia with a 'z', not 'Sharia'.

In just a few tantalizing minutes, I'll be posting the update you've been panting for, so hold onto your pearls, because things are about to get hotter than a mirchi in a tandoor! The countdown begins!

And don't you worry, sweet Shazia with a 'z', your naughty little reminder has not gone unnoticed.

[ZareenK]

Update 12:

Ajay's heart sank as he heard the door creak open, the sound of Tarannum's sandals on the marble floor echoing through the hallway. He felt like a rabbit caught in the headlights, unable to move or even think. The smell of alcohol and smoke grew stronger as she approached, and he felt the heat of her gaze on him even before she was fully in the room. She was a tornado of desire and power, and he was just a leaf in her path.


"Strip," she ordered, her voice thick with lust and whiskey. "You know the drill, my little mathlete." Her words slurred slightly as she swayed in the doorway, her eyes glued to his body. Ajay's hands trembled as he obeyed, his eyes downcast as he removed his clothes piece by piece. Ajay was acutely aware of the anticipation emanating from the other women in the living room, their lewd conversations and laughter a stark reminder of their presence despite the physical barrier between them.

With a dramatic flourish, Tarannum placed her glass on the bedside table and her cigarette in the ash tray. She moved with the urgency of a woman who had been denied for too long, her hands fumbling with the fastenings of her kameez. The fabric whispered over her head, releasing a cloud of perfume and pheromones into the room. The silky garment fell to the floor, revealing her scanty sexy bra that barely contained her ample breasts, which heaved with every breath she took. Her haste to remove her salwar was palpable, the high-heeled sandals making it a challenge as the fabric clung to her ankles. She stepped out of the tangled mess with a huff, the salwar pooling around her feet like a discarded skin.

Ajay's eyes were glued to her, his body a canvas of fear and arousal. She approached the bed with a predatory grace, her sandals clicking rhythmically on the floor. Her eyes never left his, the pupils dilated with desire. He felt his cock stir, despite his reluctance, and he knew she noticed. Her smile grew wider, more triumphant. She was the hunter, and he was the prize.

With surprising agility, Tarannum pushed him onto the bed, her breath hot and whiskey-laden on his face. She climbed over him, kneeling between his legs, her sandals digging into the soft mattress. He felt the warmth of her mouth close around his cock, the sensation overwhelming as she began to suck him with the enthusiasm of a woman starved of pleasure. Ajay's eyes squeezed shut with embarrassment, his mind racing with the reality that Mrs. Tanzeer, his social studies teacher, was just a few feet away, likely listening to every gasp and moan. The thought of her and other two women knowing what was happening in the privacy of this room made his face burn with shame, but his body betrayed him, responding eagerly to her skilled touch.

As Tarannum's head bobbed up and down, Ajay's nostrils filled with the pungent scent of marijuana mixed with the sweetness of the cigarette she had left in the ashtray. It was a smell that was different from the usual cloying scent of her tobacco, something he hadn't noticed before. Ajay did not know the difference between a marijuana cigarette and a regular one, nor had he ever encountered the harsh burn of snorted drugs. All he knew was that the atmosphere in the room had changed, grown heavier with a hunger that seemed to coil around him like a serpent, tightening its grip with every passing moment. He was also not aware that his two teachers and their friends had indulged in something more than just whiskey and crass poetry, that in addition to marijuana, these grown women had also snorted something called 'meow-meow', an illegal substance that heightened their senses and desires.

Outside in the living room, the three women were indeed in various states of nakedness, their designer salwar-suits strewn across the floor like discarded toys. The couch creaked under their weight as they moved in a sensuous dance of limbs and lips. Iqra and Nazia were entwined in a passionate kiss, their tongues exploring each other's mouths with a hunger that seemed insatiable. Tanzeer watched them with a predatory gaze, her hand moving slowly between her own legs as she enjoyed the sight of her friends succumbing to their base desires. The aroma of marijuana and whiskey hung heavy in the air, a heady cocktail that fueled their lust. Tanzeer joined them, her sandals clicking against the floor as she struts over, her breasts bouncing with every step.

Their whispers grew louder, their laughter turning into moans of pleasure as they touched and caressed each other's bodies. Iqra's hand slid down Nazia's stomach, her fingers tracing the line of her panties before slipping inside, eliciting a gasp from her. Tanzeer knelt before them and her mouth found Nazia's nipple, teasing it with her teeth before suckling greedily. The three women were lost in a sea of lust, the walls of the living room seeming to pulse with their desire.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Tarannum had straddled Ajay, her naked body pressing against his. He felt the heat of her pussy as she rubbed herself against his thigh, her sandals still on, the straps digging into his legs. She leaned over, her breasts brushing against his chest, and claimed his lips in a kiss that was as much a declaration of ownership as it was a prelude to the act she was about to perform. Her tongue pushed into his mouth, dancing with his own, and he could taste the whiskey and the faint hint of tobacco and marihuana. It was a kiss that made him feel both wanted and used, a powerful cocktail of emotions that only served to heighten his arousal despite his fear.

Her hand reached down and guided his now rock-hard cock into her wetness, the feeling so intense that Ajay couldn't help but moan into her mouth. Tarannum's eyes glittered with triumph as she began to move her hips, sliding him into her with a slow, deliberate motion that seemed to last an eternity. She sat up straight, her heels digging into the mattress, and began to ride him with the expertise of a woman who had done this many times before. Her breasts bounced with every movement, and she watched him with a smug smile as he bucked his hips, trying to match her rhythm. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a primal beat that seemed to sync with the pounding in his chest.

The door to the bedroom flew open, and the other three women staggered in, their naked bodies swaying with the effects of the alcohol and drugs. Their laughter was like a cacophony of hyena calls, shrill and piercing, as they catcalled and jeered at the sight of Tarannum riding Ajay. Iqra, her eyes glazed and her smile a twisted sneer, stumbled closer, her sandals clacking against the floor like the hooves of a drunken horse. She licked her lips, leaving a wet trail that shone in the bright light of the room. “Mash,.', Tarannum, you've got yourself quite the young stud here," she slurred, her breath reeking of whiskey and marijuana.

Without warning, she climbed onto the bed, her sandals digging into the soft mattress as she positioned herself above Ajay's face. Her knees pressed into his shoulders, and she leaned down to kiss him, her tongue forcing its way into his mouth. He could taste the whiskey and the tobacco and marijuana and the faint hint of the ‘meow-meow' she had snorted, a bitter taste that only added to his fear and revulsion. Her breasts hung in front of him, swinging with every movement, and he had no choice but to watch as she began to suck on his bottom lip, her teeth grazing his skin.

Behind her, Tanzeer and Nazia had also made their way onto the bed, their own sandals making a symphony of leather on fabric as they approached. Tanzeer's eyes were hooded with lust as she leaned behind Tarannum's bobbing ass, her mouth finding Ajay's balls. She licked and sucked with a fervor that was almost painful, her tongue tracing patterns on his sensitive skin. He felt Tarannum's pussy clench around his cock as Tanzeer's tongue danced around his testicles, Tanzeer's tongue occasionally slipping down to tease his asshole, making him squirm with a mix of pleasure and embarrassment.

Nazia, feeling left out of the immediate action, took Ajay's hand and placed it on her own wetness, her nails digging into his palm. “Don't just lie there, you little gaandu," she hissed into his ear, her breath hot and acrid with alcohol. “Make yourself useful." Her voice was a mix of mockery and desire, and he could feel the sticky wetness of her pussy against his hand as he began to rub her clit. She was slick with arousal, and her moans grew louder with every circle he made. Her own hand had moved to her mouth, her fingers playing with her clit in time with his movements. The sight of her, so wanton and desperate for pleasure, was almost as overwhelming as the feeling of Tarannum's pussy clenching around him.

The room spun around him, the smells of whiskey and marijuana and sex thick in the air. He felt like he was drowning, but his body responded to the sensations as if it had a mind of its own. He could feel Tarannum's orgasm building, her muscles tightening around him as she bucked her hips faster and faster. Her moans grew louder, turning into screams that seemed to shake the very foundations of the house. The 'meow-meow' had clearly added a new dimension to her pleasure, her eyes rolling back in her head as she approached climax.

Then, with a final grunt, she came, her body convulsing as she released a flood of warm, sticky juices that spilled out of her pussy and onto his cock and balls. He felt the wetness trickle down his ass crack, and before he could even process what was happening, Tanzeer's mouth was there, lapping it up eagerly. Her tongue felt like a brand, hot and insistent, as she tasted Tarannum's release. Iqra and Nazia watched, their eyes glinting with excitement as they shouted obscenities in Urdu, their voices a cacophony of lust and envy, “Saali, kitni chudakkadi hai, dekh bhen ki lodi ko kitna mazza aa raha hai!” “Look at baccha-chod saali… squirting like a fountain!”

Tarannum slowly lifted herself off of Ajay's cock, her breasts heaving with each breath she took. His young, uncircumcised cock remained erect, standing tall and glistening with her juices. The sight was too tempting for the other three women, who were already buzzing with desire and the effects of the 'meow-meow' and marijuana. They pounced on him like a pack of hungry cougars, their sandals digging into the bed as they jostled for position. Iqra was the quickest, her mouth enveloping him in a wet, warm embrace that made his eyes roll back in his head. She took him deep, her throat muscles working to swallow his length as she moaned around his cock, the vibrations sending shockwaves through his body.

Nazia and Tanzeer were not to be outdone. They attacked his balls with fervor, their tongues licking and lapping at the sticky mess that Tarannum had left behind. Ajay's body was a battleground of pleasure and pain, his senses overwhelmed by the sensation of three pairs of lips and tongues fighting for dominance over his most sensitive areas. He could feel the heat of their breath against his skin, their saliva mixing with Tarannum's juices to create a sticky, slurping symphony of debauchery. His hips bucked involuntarily, his body responding to the onslaught despite his fear and confusion.

Finally, Tanzeer pulled away from the fray, a triumphant look in her eyes. She straddled him, her own pussy wet and hungry for more. She grabbed his cock, still slick from Iqra's mouth, and guided it to her entrance. With one swift movement, she impaled herself on him, her sandals digging into his thighs for leverage. Ajay's eyes widened as he felt the tightness of his social studies teacher's pussy, the reality of the situation almost too much to bear. He was now the pawn in a twisted game played by these sexually insatiable women, who were thrice his age.

Nazia and Iqra, not to be outdone, watched with greedy eyes as Tanzeer began to ride him. They couldn't help but throw in their own mock protests, their words dripping with sarcastic envy. "Look at Mrs. High-and-Mighty getting her fill," Iqra snarled playfully, her breasts bobbing as she lay on her side, her sandals still on the bed, her toes curling with every jealous glance at Ajay's cock disappearing into Tanzeer's pussy. “We were here first," Nazia whined, stroking her own clit with a finger still sticky from Ajay's hand.

With a wicked grin, Nazia swung one leg over Ajay's head, planting her sandal-clad foot beside his ear. He could feel the warmth of her body as she positioned herself, her pussy hovering above his mouth. Without warning, she lowered herself, her wetness pressing against his closed lips. The smell of her arousal was intense, a musky sweetness that filled his nostrils. He tried to turn away, but she grabbed his and forced her pussy onto his face, her ass cheeks spread wide, his nose buried in her crack.

"Open up," she growled, her voice thick with desire. He did as he was told, his mouth opening in a silent scream as she began to rock her hips back and forth. Her pussy was hot and wet, her clit rubbing against his tongue with every movement. He could feel the leather of her sandal against his cheek, the heel digging into the bed as she ground herself against his face. The smell of her arousal filled his nostrils, a heady mix of musk and sweetness that was almost overpowering.

Tanzeer watched with a wicked smile as Nazia leaned forward, her breasts bobbing with every thrust. Her hand reached out and grabbed one of Nazia's nipples, twisting it until she yelped with pleasure. Then, she leaned in and claimed Nazia's mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. The two women moaned into each other's mouths, their tongues dancing together as Ajay's tongue danced with Nazia's clit. It was a symphony of pleasure, a twisted tapestry of lust and power that left Ajay feeling both violated and exhilarated.

Iqra, unable to resist any longer, crawled closer to Tarannum and whispered something in her ear that made her  eyes light up with mischief. They leaned in, their lips meeting in a kiss that was as fiery as it was unexpected. Their tongues dueled, and their high heels digging slightly into the plush bed as they writhed on the bed, the sound of their passion echoing through the room.

[Zoz34]

Oh my ! What an update!
What wicked plan does Iqra have in mind?"

[ShaziaMirza]

Oh, Zareen, that was absolutely delicious! Your vivid descriptions of the scene with Tarannum and Ajay had me on the edge of my seat, and the introduction of the other women was a brilliant twist! The way you've woven the high heels into the narrative adds such an erotic and powerful element, making these mature women seem even more alluring and dominant. The raw, uninhibited passion in their interactions is so captivating. The anticipation is killing me for the next update! How will they use this young boy further, and what new heights of depravity will they explore? Your writing is so intense and gripping, it's like being in the room with them, feeling the heat of their lust. Keep it coming, you're a master at crafting these steamy scenes!

[rohitkapoor]

Very hot update!

[Sahil.A]

Superb story! One of the best!

Added likes and reps. Cheers!

[ArfaS]

Love this story! So hot! 

[ShakirAli]

Awesome update!

[ZareenK]

Oh my ! What an update!
What wicked plan does Iqra have in mind?"

Thank you! Let’s wait until next update what plan Iqra whispered in Tarannum’s ear 

[ZareenK]

Oh, Zareen, that was absolutely delicious! Your vivid descriptions of the scene with Tarannum and Ajay had me on the edge of my seat, and the introduction of the other women was a brilliant twist! The way you've woven the high heels into the narrative adds such an erotic and powerful element, making these mature women seem even more alluring and dominant. The raw, uninhibited passion in their interactions is so captivating. The anticipation is killing me for the next update! How will they use this young boy further, and what new heights of depravity will they explore? Your writing is so intense and gripping, it's like being in the room with them, feeling the heat of their lust. Keep it coming, you're a master at crafting these steamy scenes!

Thank you Shazia so much! I always look forward to the feedback and messages from you. Glad that you are enjoying the story.

[ZareenK]

Superb story! One of the best!

Added likes and reps. Cheers!

Thank you! 

 For the likes and reps!

[Sahil.A]

Thank you! 

 For the likes and reps!

Waiting for the next update.

[ZareenK]

Love this story! So hot! 

Thank you.

[ZareenK]

Awesome update!

Thank you.

[ArfaS]

Eagerly awaiting the next update! Could you spice up with some kinky twists? The anticipation is driving me wild!

[ShakirAli]

Waiting for the update!

[ZareenK]

Eagerly awaiting the next update! Could you spice up with some kinky twists? The anticipation is driving me wild!

I am hoping to post an update either late tonight or by tomorrow for sure.

[ZareenK]

Eagerly awaiting the next update! Could you spice up with some kinky twists? The anticipation is driving me wild!

I am hoping to post an update either late tonight or by tomorrow for sure.