The Teacher Who Knelt to maid Son

[Kore shivkant]

Part Three: The Nine Months of Ownership  
Chapter Two: Day 15 – Monday, 1 June 2020  
**Kitchen Confessions – The Full Telling, Radha version**

10:42 a.m.  
The dishes were done. Nikhil was in his room “studying”.  
The flat was quiet except for the fan and the ticking of the wall clock.

Lakshmi sat on the kitchen platform, legs swinging, glass of water in hand.  
Radha stood in front of her in a thin cotton nightie, pallu long fallen, cheeks pink.

Lakshmi’s voice was soft, teasing, like two friends gossiping.

“Didi… baitho na.  
Poori kahani sunao, shuruaat se.  
Jab pehli baar kapde utaare the uske saamne… kaisa laga tha?”

Radha sat, shy smile, voice low.

“Pehle… bahut darr laga tha.  
Us din dining table pe Ludo khel rahe the… main haar gayi… aur woh chup tha, dar raha tha.  
Usne dheere se bola ‘sab utaar do’… lekin aankhein neeche.  
Maine samjha… ladka abhi bhi darta hai mujhse.  
Toh maine khud lead liya.  
Pallu dheere se gira diya… usko bola ‘dekho, Sir, daro mat’.  
Phir blouse khola… bra… panties… har cheez khud utaari, taaki uska dar khatam ho.  
Woh dekhta reh gaya… aankhein badi-badi… lekin haath kaanp rahe the.  
Maine uska haath pakad ke apni choochiyon pe rakha… aur bola ‘ab tum Sir ho’.  
Tab jaake uska dar thoda kam hua.”

Lakshmi laughed.  
“Arre wah… tu ne uska dar nikaala apni nangi body se?  
Phir lund dekha?”

Radha covered her face, giggling.  
“Haan… jab main poori nangi ho gayi, uska tent khada ho gaya.  
Pehli baar dekha… itna bada… mota…  
mujhe laga phat jaungi.  
Lekin maine khud uska lungi khola… haath mein liya… aur bola ‘Sir, aap andar daaliye’.  
Tab woh thoda confident hua.”

Lakshmi leaned forward, eyes twinkling.  
“Aur gaand? Pehli baar gaand maari usne kab?”

Radha’s blush went nuclear.  
She hid her face completely, voice muffled.

“Usi raat… bedroom mein.  
Pehle do baar choot mein daala… phir woh ruk gaya.  
Maine poocha ‘kya hua… toh usne sharma ke bola…  
‘Ma’am… aapki… gaand… woh bhi meri hai na?’  
Main shock ho gayi… boli ‘nahi beta, dard hoga’.  
Lekin usne ruler uthaya… aur bola…  
‘Ma’am, aapne mujhe kitni baar ruler se maara tha… ab meri baari hai’.  
Phir usne mujhe ghumaya… bend karwaya… aur… andar ghusa diya.  
Dard se main ro padi… khoon bhi nikla…  
lekin woh ruk nahi… bolta raha ‘ab aap meri pony ho’.  
Maine thank you bola… aur uske liye rona bandh nahi kiya… lekin andar se… poori tarah se uski ho gayi.”

Lakshmi wiped a tear from Radha’s cheek, laughing softly.  
“Arre didi… paisa vasool tha apne student ka lund pehli baar dekh ke!  
Tu ne uska dar nikaala… aur usne teri gaand le li.  
Perfect deal!”

Radha buried her face in Lakshmi’s lap, giggling and crying at the same time.

Lakshmi stroked her hair, voice turning gentle.

“Bas didi… ab period aa gaya, tension mat le.  
Teen mahine aur hain.  
Tab tak dono enjoy karo.  
Aur marker wale nishaan… sach mein accha lag rahe hain.  
‘Nikhil’s Breeding Bitch’… ha ha, beta sach mein artist hai.”

Radha giggled through her tears, the teasing warm and loving.

Outside the kitchen door, Nikhil stood frozen, having heard every word, his cock hardening at the confession of his teacher’s total fall.  
He slipped away silently, heart pounding with dark triumph.

Chapter ends.

Bro in english please....