Adultery The Differential Equations of Lust : A Math Teacher's Web
(19-11-2024, 09:12 PM)rohitkapoor Wrote: Awaiting the next update

Update coming soon!
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Still waiting for update.
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No update in two weeks. Please continue this great story!
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waiting!
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(22-11-2024, 01:26 PM)Naruto411 Wrote: I truly can’t wait to visit your page whenever there’s a new PM notification. Your work is captivating, and it’s clear that you pour quality and thought into every detail. Please take your time—great art deserves patience, and we’re more than happy to wait for the brilliance you consistently deliver. Thank you for sharing your talent with us!

Thank you so much for your incredibly kind words! They truly motivate me to continue crafting immersive experiences for my readers. Your patience and support are greatly appreciated, and I'll do my best to keep the brilliance coming in every part of the story!
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(25-11-2024, 05:06 AM)rohitkapoor Wrote: Still waiting for update.

I sincerely apologize for the unforeseen delay in posting the next part of my story. Personal family commitments have kept me busy, but your patience is deeply appreciated. I'm eager to get back to writing and will aim to share the much-anticipated update with you all very soon.
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(27-11-2024, 07:13 AM)Sahil.A Wrote: No update in two weeks. Please continue this great story!

I sincerely apologize for the unforeseen delay in posting the next part of my story. I've been overwhelmed with personal family commitments that required my full attention, but I'm eager to share the continuation of the steamy story with readers soon.
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(27-11-2024, 02:44 PM)rohitkapoor Wrote: waiting!

I've been hard at work crafting the next update. It's almost ready and I'm aiming to unleash it by this evening. Hold tight, the update is just hours away!
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(28-11-2024, 09:58 AM)ZareenK Wrote: I've been hard at work crafting the next update. It's almost ready and I'm aiming to unleash it by this evening. Hold tight, the update is just hours away!

Looking forward to steamy update!
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Update 16:

Across the room, the rhythm of the trio's love-making grew more frantic. Tanzeer's dildo plunged into Nazia's ass with a ferocity that matched the strokes of the strap-on in Tarannum's pussy. The three women were a tangle of limbs and desire, each driving the others to new heights of ecstasy. Tarannum's breath grew ragged, her moans becoming more insistent as she approached the edge of her climax. Her eyes rolled back in her head, her sandals sliding against the tiles as she rocked back and forth, desperately seeking the release that was so close.


Nazia's hips bucked up to meet Tanzeer's thrusts, the dildo disappearing into her again and again. Her own orgasm was building, a crescendo that threatened to overwhelm her. The three middle-aged women, naked except for their high heeled sandals, moved in a synchronized rhythm, their bodies entwined in a dance of depravity. The only sound in the room was the wet slap of skin against skin, the slick sound of the strap-ons plunging into their eager flesh.

Tarannum felt the tension coil within her, tightening like a spring until she could bear it no longer. With a scream that seemed to tear itself from the very depths of her soul, she came, her body convulsing around the strapon, her juices spilling out and coating Nazia's thighs, as she thrashed beneath her friend, the tremors of her climax shaking the very foundations of the room. Yet, even as she shuddered with pleasure, Nazia's relentless pistoning continued, the strap-on never ceasing its merciless invasion as Nazia herself reveled in the sensation of the dildo buried deep within her own ass.

Tanzeer's grip on Nazia's hair tightened, her own hips snapping back with a feral hunger, driving the strap-on into her with every ounce of strength she had. "Cum for me, gaand-marani," she hissed, her voice thick with desire. "Show me how much you love cocks pounding in your mughlai gaand, like the dirty gaand-chudakkadi raand you are." The words were like a whip crack, spurring Nazia on, her moans turning into a high-pitched keening that grew louder and louder as she approached her own climax. Her body was a maelstrom of sensation, the pleasure bordering on pain as she writhed beneath the weight of Tanzeer's body, the dildo in her ass stretching her to her limits and her strap-on buried deep inside Tarannum.

The room was a whirlwind of passion, the cries of the women echoing off the walls, the sound of skin slapping against skin a testament to their shared hunger. And then, with a final, guttural roar, Nazia came, her body convulsing as her orgasm ripped through her like a tornado. She collapsed onto Tarannum's back, the strap-on still buried deep inside her, her knees giving out beneath. Tanzeer tired from her own exertions, let herself fall forward, landing on top of Nazia with the dildo still lodged in her ass, the combined weight of the two women pressing the strap-on even deeper into Tarannum.

Tarannum, still on her hands and knees, took the weight of her friends with a grunt. The sensation of being filled by both the strap-on and the weight of the other two was almost too much to bear, but she reveled in the power she held over them. Her eyes remained squeezed shut, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her own climax. The pressure was intense, but she reveled in the feeling of being used, of being the center of their depraved universe.

On the bed, Iqra had removed Ajay’s cock, now half-limp, from her pussy. She lay on her side, cradling the young boy in her arms, her legs still wrapped around him possessively. Her kisses were soft and gentle, a stark contrast to the feral passion that had come before. Ajay's eyes were glazed, his body trembling with the aftermath of his own release. He was lost in the sensation of her soft, plump breasts pressing against his chest, the warmth of her body enveloping him.

Meanwhile, Tanzeer slowly pulled out the dildo from Nazia's ass, the sound of it leaving her body echoing through the room like the popping of a cork. Nazia groaned, her body releasing the toy with a wet, reluctant sound, and she herself slid off Tarannum's back, the strap-on still impaled deep within her, leaving a glistening trail of juices on the floor. The three of them lay there, panting and spent, their sandals still on, and strap-ons still jutting out straight from their waists like obscene trophies of their conquest.

With a grin that was half-mad, half-mischievous, Tanzeer looked down at the dildo, now smeared with Nazia's ass goo. She leaned over and took the tip into her mouth, her tongue swirling around it as she tasted the musky, intimate flavor of her friend's desire. Nazia watched, her own chest heaving, as Tanzeer licked and sucked, cleaning the dildo with a passion that was both disturbing and erotic. The act was a silent declaration of ownership, a claiming of Nazia's body and pleasure.

Nazia, still reeling from the intensity of her climax, couldn't help but feel a thrill of arousal as she watched Tanzeer's eager mouth on the dildo that had been buried inside her. She looked at the strap-on harnessed to her own waist, the wetness of Tarannum's juices glistening in light. With a smirk that matched Tanzeer's, she reached down and unbuckled the strap-on and held it up, the dildo bobbing with the motion.  She brought it closer to her face, her tongue darting out to catch the sweet, tangy taste of Tarannum's arousal. The act was intimate and perverse, as she tasted the essence of her friend's desire, mixed with the musk of their shared passion.

The room was a symphony of sensual sounds: the wet smack of tongues against silicone, the heavy panting of sated desire, and the occasional giggle that pierced the air like a coda to a lewd melody. Tanzeer and Nazia continued to cleanse their strap-ons with their mouths, savoring the essence of one another as if they were devouring the sweetest of delicacies.

Ajay, feeling the pressure of his bladder, whispered, “Auntie, can I... I need to go to the bathroom?" His voice was a meek whimper, a stark contrast to the carnality that had just filled the room.

Iqra, her eyes still glazed with passion, looked down at him with a knowing smile. She kissed his forehead gently and whispered, “Of course, my love. Go and relieve yourself. But hurry back to me." Her sandals remained firmly on the bed, the heels digging slightly into the plush mattress as she moved to allow him space to leave.

Ajay, feeling a mix of relief and a strange, lingering arousal, slid out of Iqra's embrace. His legs felt like jelly as he tried to stand, his mind reeling from the intense experience he had just shared with these women. He looked down at his semi-erect cock, which seemed to have a mind of its own, still wet from their recent union. He knew he needed to escape the room, to find some semblance of sanity in the cold, hard porcelain of the bathroom.

The three remaining women on the floor stumbled towards the bed, their bodies moving with the awkward grace of the intoxicated. Nazia and Tarannum flopped down beside Iqra, their limbs tangling together in a mess of sated lust. They lay there, panting and giggling, their sandals clacking against the floorboards as they settled into the plush embrace of the mattress. The scent of sex hung heavy in the air, a heady perfume that seemed to cling to every inch of their bodies. Tanzeer, however, took an unsteady path to the bathroom, her sandals clacking against the tiles with every wobbly step.

When Ajay had stumbled out of the bedroom, his legs trembling with the aftershocks of his first real sexual encounter, he had been desperate for the cool relief of the bathroom. His eyes had been drawn to the toilet, the porcelain gleaming like a beacon in the dimly lit room. He had barely managed to stand over the commode, his cock pulsing with the need to release the pent-up pressure in his bladder.

But just as he was about to give in to nature's call, the door swung open and in walked Tanzeer, her sandals clicking against the tiles. She was still naked, except for the sexy four-inch high-heeled sandals that made her legs look endless. Ajay's eyes grew wide with shock and arousal as he saw his social studies teacher’s voluptuous figure, flushed with the afterglow of passion.

"Looks like you're in need of some relief," she said, her voice thick with lust. Her gaze was a caress, sliding down his body to his half-erect cock and back up to meet his eyes. Ajay felt his cheeks burn with a mix of embarrassment and fear.

"But not just yet," Tanzeer added with a wicked smile, her tall heeled sandals clicked against the floor as she stepped closer, the sound echoing in the bathroom like the tick of a time bomb. "You see, beta, I am feeling quite thirsty." She reached out and took his cock in her hand, stroking it gently until it grew hard again, her thumb playing with the sensitive spot just beneath the head. "Would you be so kind as to relieve me of my thirst?"

Ajay, still in a daze, looked down at his erect member in her hand. The confusion in his eyes was clear as he mumbled, "Water... ma’m should I get you water or something else to drink from the kitchen?" His voice was a whisper, filled with a mix of fear and a newfound need to please his social studies teacher.

Tanzeer threw her head back and laughed, the sound echoing off the tiles and bouncing around the bathroom. Her laughter was deep and rich, a stark contrast to the delicate giggles that had filled the bedroom just moments before. She brought his cock closer to her face, her eyes never leaving his. "Water, Ajay?" she said, her voice dripping with amusement, “No mere pyare bacche, I have something else in mind.”
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Aftercare of Ajay by Iqra is amazing !


can we expect water sports with tanzeer ? Can't wait to see how you describe and picture it for us using just words .... All the best
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Awesome! Sizzling!
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Wow, the story's sexual tension just reached a new level with this latest update! The anticipation for the next chapter is unbearable, especially knowing that Tanzeer’s adventure will take a kinky turn with her indulging in a golden shower.
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Hot Update!
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That was one hell of an update! I'm absolutely dying to see what sick shit Tanzeer's got in store for the next chapter. It's looking like she's about to take it to the next level with Ajay and I'm all here for that piss-play action. Bring it on!
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(28-11-2024, 06:36 PM)Naruto411 Wrote: Aftercare of Ajay by Iqra is amazing !


can we expect water sports with tanzeer ? Can't wait to see how you describe and picture it for us using just words .... All the best

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Nice update
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Very very hot update!
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Waiting for next update
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