Fantasy Sexual Depravity of a Married Woman

[Shadowcat90]

Pravina IV

 
The next day I was very scared about going to college. I decided to wear a normal salwar kameez dress and I went to class and tried to act normal. But there was fear in me. I walked slowly in the afternoon to the 3rd year class. I entered and there were few students today. Many had bunked their classes. But sitting as always on the last bench was the Aslam. I started teaching and after some time gave them a problem to solve. Aslam raised his hand and called me over as he had a problem with the sum. As I went towards his desk there was a huge grin on his face. He turned his notebook toward me and I gasped. He had taken a color print of yesterday's photo and it was in his notebook. I was petrified. Looking at my reaction he smiled and said slowly “Thoda niche jhuko Madam. Thoda appke mamme dikhao.” (Bend down a little madam. Show me some boob). I looked around to see that there were few students in class and none were looking back. I bent a little forward on his desk looking at his notebook. Due to my bending down the top of my cleavage became exposed to him. A soft moan escaped his mouth “ Ahhhh...Kya mast mamme hai tere..Bhenchod....Kal puri raat ye photo ko dekh kar muth mari hai maine” (Ahhh....What tits you have bitch...I spent the last night jerking to these puppies). I was shocked by his crass and abusive language. No one had ever spoken to me like that in my life. I looked at him pleadingly and said, “ Please ye photo delete kardo. Ye kya kar rahe ho? Iski print kyu li? Pagal ho gaye ho kya?” ( Please delete this photo. Why have you taken the print of this? Have you gone mad.). He smiled at me. He was still looking intensely at my cleavage. My soft white boobs enclosed tightly in my bra. He was getting a good look at the upper milky white boobs. I doubt he heard a word that I said. He then took his pencil with his right hand and with the pointy end he touched my left breast over my kameez. He kept pointing it at my nipple and pressing it. He was smiling as he did this. His left hand went below the desk and I heard a zipping sound. This bastard must have taken his dick out. I saw his hand moving up and down and realized he must be jerking off. He had again started to moan softly. He looked at me and said, “ terko ye picture chahiye na? To aja mere side ko baith.” (You want this picture, right? Come here and sit next to me). Saying this he shifted to his left seat. I had no option so I stood up and walked to his seat. I saw that his cock was indeed out and he was jerking it. I was really shocked by this. He had no shame or fear. Exposing his erect cock out in class. And in the bright daylight, I really saw how big and black it was. It must have been 8 inches at least. “ Chal baith jaldi. Jyada time nahi hai. Bell bajne wali hai.”(Come sit quickly. We don’t have much time. The bell is going to ring), he hissed at me. I looked at him and then looked at the entire class. I saw that everyone was busy solving the problem and had their heads down and so I sat down next to him on his right. I took his notebook in front of me and bent my head down pretending to work at a problem in it. I looked down to see his throbbing cock in his hand. He was jerking it slowly and it was rock hard. I was shocked by his brazenness. He then took my left hand and brought it over to his crotch. He opened the palm of my hand and put it on his cock. He then closed his hand over mine. He then began slowly jerking it.
"Ahhhhh... Kya mast komal haath hai tere... " (What soft hands you have). He bent forward towards my ear and slowly began breathing in my ear and moaning softly. I was dumbfounded by this turn of events. Mh fist was closed on his cock. What surprised me was not only the length but also the thickness of his dick. It was pure muscle. I had let him lead me into this situation. Me a married woman, a teacher was allowing this to happen. Aslam took his right hand and put it on my thigh. He slowly began to caress my thigh over my salwar. His touch sent electric waves through my body. My pussy was becoming wet. I was now almost dripping in my panties. While all this was happening his left hand was directing my hand into jerking his cock. The situation I found myself in felt too unreal. Alsam then removed his left hand from mine. I was left there holding his cock in my hand." Chal madarchod. Hila mere lund ko jaldi. Ye kya khudse nahi galega." (Jerk my cock you bitch. do it quickly. It won't jerk itself) he said to me. I looked down at his strong big cock and started moving my hand over it. I held his large bulbous head in my grip and ran my thumb over it. This excited him like hell and with his free left hand, he grabbed my left breast. I gasped but he whispered. "Chp kar kutiya!! Jyada awaj mat kar varna log piche dekhenge. Jaldi se hila mera lund", (Shut up you bitch !!! Don't make a sound otherwise the other students might look back. Quickly jerk me off) he said to me. This was too much. With his right hand, he was caressing my thighs and with his left, he was groping my breast. His hand was covered by my pallu but still, if anyone looked in our direction I am sure they would have understood what was happening. This thought brought panic to my mind. I knew there was only one quick way out of this and so I started pumping his cock fast. I started to jerk his cock with speed. My hand almost became a blur. Aslam began tensing up. Squirming in his seat as he was now close to finishing. He left the groping of my breast and fondling my thighs and sat upright. I did not see what he was doing as I was looking down at his cock and jerking him furiously to end this ordeal. In the meantime he took his right hand back and placed it on my neck from behind. He grabbed my neck tightly from behind. He looked at me and said, "Chal randi ab tera mooh khol... " (Open your mouth whore). Before I could comprehend the meaning of his words he had grabbed my hair and pushed my head down on his lap in a swift motion. I opened my mouth in surprise but at that moment his cock entered my mouth. Almost half his dick was now in my mouth. He held my head tightly with both his hands and bent down and said, "Chup ho ja madarchod. Awaj mat kar" (Shut up bitch. Don't make a sound). This was the first time I had a cock in my mouth. I never gave blowjobs to Dev also. His cock smelled and tasted of piss. With my head in place and no further resistance from me, he started bucking his hips up in a thrusting motion. He was now humping my mouth. His cock was being pushed deeper into my throat. I could feel it hardening. I could taste the pre-cum. I knew he was going to cum in a matter of seconds and he meant to cum in my mouth. In one motion he pressed my head down and at the same time thrust his cock up deeper into my face and he began to cum. White gooey cum started to hit the back of my throat. He held my head in its place for close to 10 seconds all the while moaning, "Le bhenchod. Le mera lund. Pura le. Gira mat mera cum niche" (Take my dick you bitch. Take it all in. Don't spit my cum out). My mouth was filled with his cum as his cock started going limp. He let go of my head and I sat up straight I looked around and saw that everyone was still looking in their books solving their sums. His cum was still in my mouth and looking around and seeing no option I swallowed it. I took my pallu and with the edges wiped off the cum on my lips and straightened my hair. I got up and looked at Aslam his cock had gone limp and he was now putting it back in his pants. He looked at me and winked and blew me a kiss as he handed over the colour printout to me. I crumpled the page in my hands and slowly walked back to my desk and sat down. I could not believe what had just transpired. My mind was numb. The salty and smelly taste of Aslam’s cum lingered in my mouth. I drank some water to wash it down. The bell rang in 5 minutes and I was the first one out of the class. I rushed to the bathroom and went to the ladies' bathroom dumping the color printout into the dustbin. I rushed into the toilet stall and pulled my salwar and my panties down. I looked at my panty and was very surprised looking at how wet it was. It was as if I had almost pissed in them. 
     That night in bed Dev came near to me. He was feeling horny today after almost a fortnight. He took out his cock and put on his condom and started pumping his dick in me. I closed my eyes and Aslam’s face came before me. Dev bent forward and started kissing me. Smooching my lips and sucking on my tongue. The same lips and tongue which had serviced Aslam’s cock not 12 hours ago. I was starting to get wet thinking about this. A slight moan escaped my lips. I grabbed Dev’s buttocks with both hands so as to push him down on me further but he began grunting. The bastard had cum. He rolled over my body and went to the bathroom to clean himself up while as usual I was left to fend for myself.