09-01-2026, 12:11 PM
Aftermath:-
As the sunlight pushed through the mist, rising to witness Geetha’s beauty, it peeked through the large window to find her favorite student nursing from her sweet left nipple like an infant.
Covered up to the waist in a gray blanket, Geetha held her student’s face close to her heart, stroking his moving head with her left hand while her right hand moved up and down beneath the blanket between their waists.
Geetha: "Why did you wake up so early? You go back to sleep; I’m going to my room."
Sucking on her nipple, he gave it a playful tug with his teeth.
Feeling a slight sting, Geetha lightly tapped his head and said, "Osh… don't bite."
Bharat: "Go when Sir calls you. Um…"
Geetha: "We haven't even slept for four hours. That’s enough, go to sleep."
Bharat: "Miss, do you know how comforting it feels to lie next to you?"
Geetha: "Why wouldn't it? It hasn't even been six months since you got right to vote, and this boy has already seen everything."
Squeezing her breast, Bharat replied, "No matter how much I see, I want to keep seeing it again and again."
Geetha: "Ooh…"
Bharat: "I forgot one thing last night."
Geetha: "What?"
Bharat: "I wanted to squeeze your boobs while we were fucking, but I forgot."
Geetha: "You have no shame. I wondered what you were going to say. Isn't it enough that you're sucking them now?"
Bharat: "Do you want me to stop?"
Geetha pressed her hand over his.
Geetha: "Mmm… keep squeezing. He also squeezes them quite a bit, but I don't know why… it feels better when you do it."
Bharat: "That’s because I’m not the husband," he said with a mischievous grin.
Geetha glowed with a shy smile. She climbed on top of him, leaning down to kiss his lips. Bharat lifted his neck slightly and licked beneath her boobs.
Geetha: "Ah! If you suck them like this so early in the morning, I won't be able to control myself."
Bharat: "What will happen?”
Geetha: "Don't you know, boy?"
Bharat: "Tell me, Teacher…"
Geetha: "How can I say it?"
Bharat: "Say it crudely…"
Geetha: "I can't, Babu."
Bharat: "Just say it once, Miss."
Leaning into his ear, she whispered with a face reddened by shyness, "I’m getting an itch down there!"
Bharat: "Where?" he asked drowsily.
Geetha: "Right there."
Bharat: "Where exactly is 'there'?"
Geetha: "Down below…"
Bharat: "Meaning?"
Geetha: "Chi, go away… you're dirty," she said, biting her lip.
Bharat: "Tell me, Miss."
Geetha: "Oohu…"
Stroking her neck, he pulled her face toward him and kissed the lip she was biting.
Bharat: "Tell me where…"
Geetha: "My…" she teased, then stopped.
Bharat: "Your…"
Geetha: "No, please."
Bharat: "Fine, say it the way I tell you."
Geetha: "Ooh…"
Bharat: "Bittu… my pussy is itching for it."
Geetha: "Bittu… my p… oohu no…" She buried her face in his neck, her face as red as a hibiscus.
Bharat: "Come on, say it, Milky… please."
Pressing her lips to his neck, she whispered huskily and softly, "My pussy is itching for it puppy."
Moving his legs, Bharat kicked off the blanket, pulled Geetha beside him, embraced her, and kissed her cheeks.
Bharat: "See? It was so simple to say. Why be shy about it?"
Geetha: "You are spoiling me more and more every day."
Tracing her fingers along his back, she closed her eyes warmly, pressing her chest against his and hooking her left leg over him. She pressed her waist forward, rubbing thigh against thigh.
Geetha: "Sss… mm…"
Squeezing her buttock with his right hand, Bharat said, "It feels raw."
Geetha: "Why didn't you cum inside last night?"
Bharat: "I felt like coming on your ass."
Geetha: "But it feels so blissful when you come inside me.”
Bharat: "If you had told me before, I would have done it inside."
Geetha: "Ooh… I didn't think you would pull out."
Bharat: "There was no condom, Miss."
Kissing his chin, Geetha said, "That’s it!"
Bharat: "Ooh…"
Geetha: "Don't worry about those things. It feels better when you push into me raw like this."
Cupping her cheek, Bharat asked, "Shall I push then?"
Geetha: "Ooh… a bit slowly…" she said endearingly, giving him a kiss and settling her back onto the mattress.
Bharat moved over her, kissing her neck, throat, and chest before traveling down to swirl his tongue in her navel.
Geetha: "Mm… don't be late. He’ll call if he wakes up.”
Bharat: "Miss, maybe Gautam Sir wouldn't say anything even if you ducked me right in front of him."
Running her fingers through his hair, Geetha said, "I don't know… what if he gets angry?"
He moved back up. Looking into her eyes, Bharat said, "Miss, it feels so crazy to be lying here all night fucking his wife, right next to him, even though he knows."
She covered his mouth.
Geetha: "Don't refer to him like that, or I'll knock your teeth out."
Bharat: "No Miss, I’m not disrespecting Gautam sir. I’m just saying in general. You are his wife, you are my teacher, and it’s superb that I’m having romance with you with his knowledge."
Geetha: "Me too."
Bharat: "Miss, let's just tell Sir that we fucked."
Geetha felt a surge of anxiety.
Geetha: "Oh no, I don't know what he’ll do if he gets angry."
Taking his dick in his left hand, Bharat flicked it against her entrance. Geetha closed her eyes and shivered.
Geetha: "Ah… push it in…"
Bharat: "Abba, it feels so crazy when you ask like that," he said, tapping her again.
Geetha: "Ah… don't tease me, just put it in.”
Bharat: "Miss, I want to fuck you in front of him."
Geetha: "Ooh… no, he’ll kill us.”
Bharat: "Fucking a wife in front of her husband… ahh…"
He tapped her again with himself. Geetha's body tingled.
Geetha: "Ooh… please put it in."
Bharat: "Miss, will you suck me in front of him?"
Geetha: "I'm scared."
Bharat: "Just once. If he says no, we'll stop."
Geetha: "Ooh…"
As he rubbed the tip against her, Geetha writhed and begged him to put it in. Slowly, he pushed himself into her wet folds.
Geetha: "Mmmm…."
He slid inside and they lay on their sides, embraced. He began to thrust from the side.
Kissing her lips, Bharat asked, "Um, if you get a chance, will you suck it?"
Geetha: "Ooh… I will. Listening to you makes me want to do it."
Bharat: "Miss, let's tell Gautam sir the truth. If he agrees, we won't have to be afraid."
As he squeezed her buttock and thrust, Geetha bit his lower lip passionately.
Geetha: "Um… no. If he tells us to stay away, we won't be able to meet again later."
Bharat: "Okay…"
He continued to thrust, thigh to thigh, and Geetha began to move in rhythm with him.
Geetha: "Ah, mm… you were so rough last night, stupid."
Bharat: "Do you want me to do it like that now too?"
Geetha: "Oohu…"
At that moment, they had no idea that Gautam had come to the door.
Bharat: "Shall we shower together?"
Geetha: "He might call…"
Bharat: "I want to fuck you everywhere, Miss.”
Geetha: "If I let you, you'd spend the whole day doing just this."
Bharat: "If you ask, that’s exactly what I’ll do, Miss."
He laid her down and sat up, beginning to thrust faster in missionary. Looking at each other, Geetha moaned in a trance of pleasure, biting her lips.
Geetha: "Ahhh…"
Bharat: "Sss… Miss… it’s incredible to look at you while I’m fucking you…"
Unable to listen any longer, Gautam intentionally interrupted them. Knocking on the door, he called out, "Geetha… hey… are you guys awake?"
Hearing Gautam's voice, both pulled apart in fear. Geetha quickly pulled the blanket over herself. Bharat pretended to be asleep. She tried to steady her breathing.
Geetha: "Yes, I'm awake…" she replied.
Gautam: "Open the door."
She pulled the blanket over Bharat as well and lay back down.
Geetha (whispering): "Don't get up… just stay like that."
Bharat lay facing away.
Geetha: "I don't think the door is locked, come in."
Gautam opened the door and entered. Geetha lay there with disheveled hair, a crumpled bedsheet, and sweat on her forehead. Hiding the fact that he had seen them, he put on a smile and sat beside her.
Gautam: "Good morning."
Geetha: "Good morning, darling…" she said with a smile.
Noticing Bharat was facing away, Gautam climbed under the blanket and got on top of Geetha. She didn't expect this. She gave a small, innocent laugh.
Geetha: "What? Where are you climbing?"
He pressed her neck into the pillow and kissed her lips. Melted by the spark Bharat had lit, Geetha began to dissolve in her husband’s touch.
Leaving her lips, Gautam whispered in her ear, "Keep quiet…" as a warning.
Geetha didn't understand why. Meanwhile, Gautam reached down and inserted a finger into her.
Geetha: "Sss…" she whimpered.
Pulling down his shorts, and fueled by the sight of them earlier, he entered her.
Geetha: "Ah, dear… he is right there."
Gautam: "Keep your mouth shut, you slut…" he cursed, pinning her to the bed and starting to fuck his wife right next to Bharat.
Geetha surrendered to her husband's rough passion. Him calling her slut only heightened her desire.
Bharat opened his eyes and began to listen to their moans.
Geetha: "Ah…"
Gautam: "Did you let him lick you last night?"
Geetha: "Yes…"
He slapped her ass as he thrust. She wrapped her legs around her husband's waist and showered him with kisses.
Geetha: "Mm… fuck… he’ll wake up."
Gautam: "you’re my wife, it's my choice. What if he wakes up?"
Geetha: "Ooh… slowly darling, abba, push more."
Gautam thrust even harder.
Geetha: "Ah yes… fuck me, darling… he should wake up and see how my husband is fucking me."
Geetha said it intentionally. Gautam thought she was acting.
Gautam: "Hah… you've become so spoil… what happened before I came?"
Geetha: "Nothing."
Gautam: "Really?" he asked, looking into her eyes.
Since Bharat was facing away, Geetha shyly signaled "yes" to Gautam. He playfully slapped her face.
Geetha: "Ah… fuck me, darling!" she shouted, laughing.
While Bharat heard secretly, within three minutes, Gautam finished inside her and left, his eyes hiding a simmering rage.
Geetha was left confused just like you. Gautam's behavior was ambiguous. She suspected he might have seen them.
Once Gautam left, she anticipated what Bharat would ask.
To avoid him questioning, she quickly kissed his cheek, put on her clothes, and hurried out of the room.
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To be continued…………
As the sunlight pushed through the mist, rising to witness Geetha’s beauty, it peeked through the large window to find her favorite student nursing from her sweet left nipple like an infant.
Covered up to the waist in a gray blanket, Geetha held her student’s face close to her heart, stroking his moving head with her left hand while her right hand moved up and down beneath the blanket between their waists.
Geetha: "Why did you wake up so early? You go back to sleep; I’m going to my room."
Sucking on her nipple, he gave it a playful tug with his teeth.
Feeling a slight sting, Geetha lightly tapped his head and said, "Osh… don't bite."
Bharat: "Go when Sir calls you. Um…"
Geetha: "We haven't even slept for four hours. That’s enough, go to sleep."
Bharat: "Miss, do you know how comforting it feels to lie next to you?"
Geetha: "Why wouldn't it? It hasn't even been six months since you got right to vote, and this boy has already seen everything."
Squeezing her breast, Bharat replied, "No matter how much I see, I want to keep seeing it again and again."
Geetha: "Ooh…"
Bharat: "I forgot one thing last night."
Geetha: "What?"
Bharat: "I wanted to squeeze your boobs while we were fucking, but I forgot."
Geetha: "You have no shame. I wondered what you were going to say. Isn't it enough that you're sucking them now?"
Bharat: "Do you want me to stop?"
Geetha pressed her hand over his.
Geetha: "Mmm… keep squeezing. He also squeezes them quite a bit, but I don't know why… it feels better when you do it."
Bharat: "That’s because I’m not the husband," he said with a mischievous grin.
Geetha glowed with a shy smile. She climbed on top of him, leaning down to kiss his lips. Bharat lifted his neck slightly and licked beneath her boobs.
Geetha: "Ah! If you suck them like this so early in the morning, I won't be able to control myself."
Bharat: "What will happen?”
Geetha: "Don't you know, boy?"
Bharat: "Tell me, Teacher…"
Geetha: "How can I say it?"
Bharat: "Say it crudely…"
Geetha: "I can't, Babu."
Bharat: "Just say it once, Miss."
Leaning into his ear, she whispered with a face reddened by shyness, "I’m getting an itch down there!"
Bharat: "Where?" he asked drowsily.
Geetha: "Right there."
Bharat: "Where exactly is 'there'?"
Geetha: "Down below…"
Bharat: "Meaning?"
Geetha: "Chi, go away… you're dirty," she said, biting her lip.
Bharat: "Tell me, Miss."
Geetha: "Oohu…"
Stroking her neck, he pulled her face toward him and kissed the lip she was biting.
Bharat: "Tell me where…"
Geetha: "My…" she teased, then stopped.
Bharat: "Your…"
Geetha: "No, please."
Bharat: "Fine, say it the way I tell you."
Geetha: "Ooh…"
Bharat: "Bittu… my pussy is itching for it."
Geetha: "Bittu… my p… oohu no…" She buried her face in his neck, her face as red as a hibiscus.
Bharat: "Come on, say it, Milky… please."
Pressing her lips to his neck, she whispered huskily and softly, "My pussy is itching for it puppy."
Moving his legs, Bharat kicked off the blanket, pulled Geetha beside him, embraced her, and kissed her cheeks.
Bharat: "See? It was so simple to say. Why be shy about it?"
Geetha: "You are spoiling me more and more every day."
Tracing her fingers along his back, she closed her eyes warmly, pressing her chest against his and hooking her left leg over him. She pressed her waist forward, rubbing thigh against thigh.
Geetha: "Sss… mm…"
Squeezing her buttock with his right hand, Bharat said, "It feels raw."
Geetha: "Why didn't you cum inside last night?"
Bharat: "I felt like coming on your ass."
Geetha: "But it feels so blissful when you come inside me.”
Bharat: "If you had told me before, I would have done it inside."
Geetha: "Ooh… I didn't think you would pull out."
Bharat: "There was no condom, Miss."
Kissing his chin, Geetha said, "That’s it!"
Bharat: "Ooh…"
Geetha: "Don't worry about those things. It feels better when you push into me raw like this."
Cupping her cheek, Bharat asked, "Shall I push then?"
Geetha: "Ooh… a bit slowly…" she said endearingly, giving him a kiss and settling her back onto the mattress.
Bharat moved over her, kissing her neck, throat, and chest before traveling down to swirl his tongue in her navel.
Geetha: "Mm… don't be late. He’ll call if he wakes up.”
Bharat: "Miss, maybe Gautam Sir wouldn't say anything even if you ducked me right in front of him."
Running her fingers through his hair, Geetha said, "I don't know… what if he gets angry?"
He moved back up. Looking into her eyes, Bharat said, "Miss, it feels so crazy to be lying here all night fucking his wife, right next to him, even though he knows."
She covered his mouth.
Geetha: "Don't refer to him like that, or I'll knock your teeth out."
Bharat: "No Miss, I’m not disrespecting Gautam sir. I’m just saying in general. You are his wife, you are my teacher, and it’s superb that I’m having romance with you with his knowledge."
Geetha: "Me too."
Bharat: "Miss, let's just tell Sir that we fucked."
Geetha felt a surge of anxiety.
Geetha: "Oh no, I don't know what he’ll do if he gets angry."
Taking his dick in his left hand, Bharat flicked it against her entrance. Geetha closed her eyes and shivered.
Geetha: "Ah… push it in…"
Bharat: "Abba, it feels so crazy when you ask like that," he said, tapping her again.
Geetha: "Ah… don't tease me, just put it in.”
Bharat: "Miss, I want to fuck you in front of him."
Geetha: "Ooh… no, he’ll kill us.”
Bharat: "Fucking a wife in front of her husband… ahh…"
He tapped her again with himself. Geetha's body tingled.
Geetha: "Ooh… please put it in."
Bharat: "Miss, will you suck me in front of him?"
Geetha: "I'm scared."
Bharat: "Just once. If he says no, we'll stop."
Geetha: "Ooh…"
As he rubbed the tip against her, Geetha writhed and begged him to put it in. Slowly, he pushed himself into her wet folds.
Geetha: "Mmmm…."
He slid inside and they lay on their sides, embraced. He began to thrust from the side.
Kissing her lips, Bharat asked, "Um, if you get a chance, will you suck it?"
Geetha: "Ooh… I will. Listening to you makes me want to do it."
Bharat: "Miss, let's tell Gautam sir the truth. If he agrees, we won't have to be afraid."
As he squeezed her buttock and thrust, Geetha bit his lower lip passionately.
Geetha: "Um… no. If he tells us to stay away, we won't be able to meet again later."
Bharat: "Okay…"
He continued to thrust, thigh to thigh, and Geetha began to move in rhythm with him.
Geetha: "Ah, mm… you were so rough last night, stupid."
Bharat: "Do you want me to do it like that now too?"
Geetha: "Oohu…"
At that moment, they had no idea that Gautam had come to the door.
Bharat: "Shall we shower together?"
Geetha: "He might call…"
Bharat: "I want to fuck you everywhere, Miss.”
Geetha: "If I let you, you'd spend the whole day doing just this."
Bharat: "If you ask, that’s exactly what I’ll do, Miss."
He laid her down and sat up, beginning to thrust faster in missionary. Looking at each other, Geetha moaned in a trance of pleasure, biting her lips.
Geetha: "Ahhh…"
Bharat: "Sss… Miss… it’s incredible to look at you while I’m fucking you…"
Unable to listen any longer, Gautam intentionally interrupted them. Knocking on the door, he called out, "Geetha… hey… are you guys awake?"
Hearing Gautam's voice, both pulled apart in fear. Geetha quickly pulled the blanket over herself. Bharat pretended to be asleep. She tried to steady her breathing.
Geetha: "Yes, I'm awake…" she replied.
Gautam: "Open the door."
She pulled the blanket over Bharat as well and lay back down.
Geetha (whispering): "Don't get up… just stay like that."
Bharat lay facing away.
Geetha: "I don't think the door is locked, come in."
Gautam opened the door and entered. Geetha lay there with disheveled hair, a crumpled bedsheet, and sweat on her forehead. Hiding the fact that he had seen them, he put on a smile and sat beside her.
Gautam: "Good morning."
Geetha: "Good morning, darling…" she said with a smile.
Noticing Bharat was facing away, Gautam climbed under the blanket and got on top of Geetha. She didn't expect this. She gave a small, innocent laugh.
Geetha: "What? Where are you climbing?"
He pressed her neck into the pillow and kissed her lips. Melted by the spark Bharat had lit, Geetha began to dissolve in her husband’s touch.
Leaving her lips, Gautam whispered in her ear, "Keep quiet…" as a warning.
Geetha didn't understand why. Meanwhile, Gautam reached down and inserted a finger into her.
Geetha: "Sss…" she whimpered.
Pulling down his shorts, and fueled by the sight of them earlier, he entered her.
Geetha: "Ah, dear… he is right there."
Gautam: "Keep your mouth shut, you slut…" he cursed, pinning her to the bed and starting to fuck his wife right next to Bharat.
Geetha surrendered to her husband's rough passion. Him calling her slut only heightened her desire.
Bharat opened his eyes and began to listen to their moans.
Geetha: "Ah…"
Gautam: "Did you let him lick you last night?"
Geetha: "Yes…"
He slapped her ass as he thrust. She wrapped her legs around her husband's waist and showered him with kisses.
Geetha: "Mm… fuck… he’ll wake up."
Gautam: "you’re my wife, it's my choice. What if he wakes up?"
Geetha: "Ooh… slowly darling, abba, push more."
Gautam thrust even harder.
Geetha: "Ah yes… fuck me, darling… he should wake up and see how my husband is fucking me."
Geetha said it intentionally. Gautam thought she was acting.
Gautam: "Hah… you've become so spoil… what happened before I came?"
Geetha: "Nothing."
Gautam: "Really?" he asked, looking into her eyes.
Since Bharat was facing away, Geetha shyly signaled "yes" to Gautam. He playfully slapped her face.
Geetha: "Ah… fuck me, darling!" she shouted, laughing.
While Bharat heard secretly, within three minutes, Gautam finished inside her and left, his eyes hiding a simmering rage.
Geetha was left confused just like you. Gautam's behavior was ambiguous. She suspected he might have seen them.
Once Gautam left, she anticipated what Bharat would ask.
To avoid him questioning, she quickly kissed his cheek, put on her clothes, and hurried out of the room.
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To be continued…………
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