13-01-2026, 06:56 PM
This is a real story of a boy named Deepak Chaudhry from Delhi; he was born into a rich family. Father was a corrupt security officerman in the crime investigation who was just giving a lavish life to Deepak, who was 19 years of age and too spoiled by his father. Deepak was studying in the top college of Delhi, in 12th standard. He was horrible in studies and always used to fail in the majority of his subjects. He knew his father was a big-shot corrupt officer, so he would get something in life.
All the teachers used to complain only about Deepak, but nothing changed; in fact, his attitude became worse. Time passed by. One day a new teacher joined college. Deepak was entering the college gate when he noticed a woman in a blue saree with a thin waist, which was visible. Her hair was tied in a ponytail but hanging long till her waist. Her hands were wearing chuda, which every newly married woman wears on the north side. Deepak couldn't take his eyes off her beauty; her waist and body were so thick, and her white creamy skin was shining in the sunlight as she was walking. Deepak said his friend who is this new beauty. His friend told him she looks new. I never saw her either till that new teacher disappeared.
Deepak was glued to her beauty. Later that day they found she is there new maths teacher. Deepak, a bad back bencher, that whole 40 min period he was only glued to his math teacher's beauty, whose name was Megha. Soon, in days, he got to know the entire history of her through the college peon. Megha recently got married; she was just 25 years old, 5 feet 3 inches tall, with long hair and white, snow-white skin. Every day Deepak was falling more and more into lust for Mansi. He was a horny teenager, especially for older women than him. At his age he had no interest in his group girls.
After a few weeks, he did something that really got him in shock, which really hurt his ego. It was the last period of the day, and Megha was taking the session. She was wearing a chocolate-color saree, as she used to wear sarees only to college. This was making her extra sexy, and when her period got finished, it was closing time at college. Megha was stepping out of class as well, but Deepak couldn't resist himself, and that day he made his first move on her. "Excuse me, ma'am, can you help me in solving this equation?" Megha was already aware of his bad eyes; as a woman, she understood who has what intentions, and Deepak already had a bad reputation in class. She knew he was a spoiled brat, the son of a security officer . That's why she never used to talk much with this fellow.
Deepak said, "Ma'am, can you help me get close to her?" The whole class was already gone, and he was standing close to her. Just next to her, so close, as the boy was tall—6 feet 3 inches—and Megha just 5.3, he was trying to peek from the top towards her cleavage, which was nicely visible to him. Her waist was just next to him. He was thin like a stick, but his dick was already hard, and it was quite long and fat, opposite of his body structure. Megha was standing next to him, getting busy checking that equation, as she was a very passionate math teacher, when Deepak noticed all the class was empty. He came slowly behind her and pressed his big, fat, hard Lund on her soft, small ass, making her realize his hardness.
She was just so lost in reading that equation and writing she completely forgot for a second that this animal-minded Deepak was next to her. Again, he did the same and this time rubbed his hand on her waist also from behind. Slowly he rubbed slightly with the excuse of giving her his pen, as her pen stopped working, and rubbed one more time his hard Lund on her soft ass, but this time she felt it, that what he is trying to do. Suddenly she turned and gave Deepak a tight slap then and there. He got stunned and placed his hand on his cheek. She moved back a bit and said, "You rascal, get lost before I complain to the principal about this."
Deepak never in his wild dreams thought he will get this response from Megha his maths teacher who was always very polite and shy nature never even use to meet eyes with any boy in class. Suddenly she became so angry and threw him out. Without a word, he just went out
All the teachers used to complain only about Deepak, but nothing changed; in fact, his attitude became worse. Time passed by. One day a new teacher joined college. Deepak was entering the college gate when he noticed a woman in a blue saree with a thin waist, which was visible. Her hair was tied in a ponytail but hanging long till her waist. Her hands were wearing chuda, which every newly married woman wears on the north side. Deepak couldn't take his eyes off her beauty; her waist and body were so thick, and her white creamy skin was shining in the sunlight as she was walking. Deepak said his friend who is this new beauty. His friend told him she looks new. I never saw her either till that new teacher disappeared.
Deepak was glued to her beauty. Later that day they found she is there new maths teacher. Deepak, a bad back bencher, that whole 40 min period he was only glued to his math teacher's beauty, whose name was Megha. Soon, in days, he got to know the entire history of her through the college peon. Megha recently got married; she was just 25 years old, 5 feet 3 inches tall, with long hair and white, snow-white skin. Every day Deepak was falling more and more into lust for Mansi. He was a horny teenager, especially for older women than him. At his age he had no interest in his group girls.
After a few weeks, he did something that really got him in shock, which really hurt his ego. It was the last period of the day, and Megha was taking the session. She was wearing a chocolate-color saree, as she used to wear sarees only to college. This was making her extra sexy, and when her period got finished, it was closing time at college. Megha was stepping out of class as well, but Deepak couldn't resist himself, and that day he made his first move on her. "Excuse me, ma'am, can you help me in solving this equation?" Megha was already aware of his bad eyes; as a woman, she understood who has what intentions, and Deepak already had a bad reputation in class. She knew he was a spoiled brat, the son of a security officer . That's why she never used to talk much with this fellow.
Deepak said, "Ma'am, can you help me get close to her?" The whole class was already gone, and he was standing close to her. Just next to her, so close, as the boy was tall—6 feet 3 inches—and Megha just 5.3, he was trying to peek from the top towards her cleavage, which was nicely visible to him. Her waist was just next to him. He was thin like a stick, but his dick was already hard, and it was quite long and fat, opposite of his body structure. Megha was standing next to him, getting busy checking that equation, as she was a very passionate math teacher, when Deepak noticed all the class was empty. He came slowly behind her and pressed his big, fat, hard Lund on her soft, small ass, making her realize his hardness.
She was just so lost in reading that equation and writing she completely forgot for a second that this animal-minded Deepak was next to her. Again, he did the same and this time rubbed his hand on her waist also from behind. Slowly he rubbed slightly with the excuse of giving her his pen, as her pen stopped working, and rubbed one more time his hard Lund on her soft ass, but this time she felt it, that what he is trying to do. Suddenly she turned and gave Deepak a tight slap then and there. He got stunned and placed his hand on his cheek. She moved back a bit and said, "You rascal, get lost before I complain to the principal about this."
Deepak never in his wild dreams thought he will get this response from Megha his maths teacher who was always very polite and shy nature never even use to meet eyes with any boy in class. Suddenly she became so angry and threw him out. Without a word, he just went out
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