22-02-2026, 04:09 AM
The next morning sunlight filtered through the thin curtains waking us slowly. My cock was already hard inside my wife’s pussy from the night her pussy lips still warm and slick around me cum dried on her thick juicy thighs the musky scent of last night’s fucking lingering in the bedroom air. My wife stirred her massive boobs shifting against my chest nipples stiffening as she opened her eyes a soft smile curving her full red lips.
We did not talk about yesterday’s evening in college the hugs the squeezes the stares the way her pussy got wet from Giridhar Sir and the boys. Instead she kissed me deeply tasting the salt on my lips my cock twitching inside her pussy before she pulled away slowly cum leaking from her pussy lips dripping down her thighs. She moaned her boobs heaving nipples stiff as she got up to start the normal chores.
My wife made breakfast for the three sons helped them get ready packed their college bags kissed their heads and sent them off with my mother who had come early to take them to college. I watched from the bedroom door her white nighty clinging to her massive boobs her nipples poking hard over the thin nighty material her deep round navel visible through the low neck her wide hips swaying slightly as she moved around the kitchen the scent of coffee and toast mixing with her jasmine perfume.
"Sudha take rest today. Be ready in the evening when I come to take you to college," I said kissing her forehead my lips brushing her warm skin the jasmine scent still in her hair.
She smiled sweetly her boobs rising with a small breath nipples stiff over the white nighty.
"Okay Rajesh... I will be ready," she whispered nodding sweetly.
I went to office my cock half hard the whole morning thinking about yesterday’s evening in college. Giridhar Sir hugging her pulling her close his hands on her waist squeezing her plump ass cheeks over the red saree his cock pressing against her stomach while she hugged him back her boobs crushed against his chest her nipples rubbing him through the red blouse. The four boys ogling her massive boobs her deep round navel her plump ass cheeks their boners tenting their trousers as they stared the whole class. My wife sitting on the bench her boobs rising and falling nipples stiff over the red blouse her pussy getting wet from the attention from the hugs from the squeezes. The thought of her pussy tingling her pussy lips swelling her wetness soaking her panties made my cock throb painfully under the desk leaking precum all morning.
I came home in the evening my cock rock hard inside my dhoti the images of yesterday burning in my mind as I opened the door to find her waiting ready in her new outfit. She wore a white kurti top reaching below her knees with deep side slits revealing the shape of her wide hips and the outer curves of her thick juicy thighs when she moved the kurti top clinging to her massive boobs her dark nipples poking hard over the kurti top her deep round navel peeking from the short hem the pink leggings tight on her thick juicy thighs her plump ass cheeks round and firm the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings. Her jet black hair was tied in a loose ponytail fresh jasmine flowers tucked in the strands the scent rising as she walked toward me her boobs bouncing gently nipples stiff over the white kurti top her wide hips swaying seductively the side slits flashing glimpses of her thick juicy thighs her plump ass cheeks shifting under the tight pink leggings.
I looked at her my cock throbbing painfully inside my dhoti leaking precum.
"Sudha you look so hot in this... the boys and Giridhar Sir are going to go crazy staring at your boobs your hips your ass cheeks," I said voice low my cock leaking more precum inside my dhoti the thought of her in class tonight dressed like this making me hornier.
My wife laughed her cheeks flushing her boobs rising with the giggle nipples stiff over the white kurti top.
"Really Rajesh? But I am a mom now... a modest woman... a traditional Tamil housewife... I cannot let others ogle at me like that... I should wear loose clothes that hide everything... no tight leggings no side slits... something decent so I won’t distract the boys and Giridhar Sir," she said her voice innocent and concerned her large dark eyes wide pretending to be the shy traditional woman not knowing how much I loved the idea of other men staring at her.
I stepped closer my hand brushing her waist feeling the kurti top over her warm hips my cock throbbing against my dhoti.
"No Sudha... wear stylish kurti top and tight leggings like this... let them see your shape your boobs your ass cheeks... please," I said voice rough with lust my fingers squeezing her hips gently through the kurti top.
She looked at me shyly her cheeks flushing deeper her boobs rising with a small breath nipples stiff over the white kurti top.
"But Rajesh... I am a good mom... a modest wife... these clothes show too much... my boobs are too big in this kurti top... my ass cheeks jiggle in these leggings... I feel shy... I should change into my old saree to cover properly... so no one stares," she said innocently her voice soft and hesitant her large dark eyes looking up at me with concern her thick juicy thighs shifting under the tight pink leggings her plump ass cheeks round and firm.
"Sudha... no... please... wear this... it is normal in college... in city... let them look... it is okay... I want you to feel good... please," I said my voice pleading my cock leaking more precum my balls aching as I tried to convince her.
She bit her lower lip her cheeks burning red her boobs heaving nipples stiff over the white kurti top her wide hips swaying slightly as she thought.
"Rajesh... but I am traditional... I do not want to make others uncomfortable... or distract them... maybe loose clothes are better... no one will stare then... you would not mind that right?" she asked innocently her voice trembling slightly her large dark eyes searching mine her pussy lips probably tingling again under her panties without her fully understanding why.
"Sudha... please... wear this... it is college life... city life... everyone dresses like this... it is normal... I want you to be happy... let them look... please," I begged my voice rough with need my cock throbbing painfully my balls aching with filthy excitement.
She looked at me for a long moment her cheeks flushed her boobs rising and falling nipples stiff over the white kurti top her thick juicy thighs shifting under the pink leggings.
"Okay Rajesh... if you say it is normal... I will wear this... but only because you insist... I do not want to disappoint you," she said softly her voice innocent and trusting her large dark eyes shining with a mix of shyness and relief her full red lips curving into a small smile.
I got ready quickly changed into my white shirt and white dhoti tucked the shirt neatly adjusted the dhoti around my waist and we left together for college my cock rock hard the whole ride the anticipation for her first full evening class in these clothes making me hornier with every kilometer her boobs bouncing behind me on the bike her ass cheeks jiggling on the seat her thick juicy thighs hugging my hips.
We rode through the evening streets my cock rock hard inside my dhoti the whole way her boobs bouncing behind me on the bike her plump ass cheeks jiggling on the seat her thick juicy thighs hugging my hips the pink leggings stretching tight over her ass cheeks the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings as she shifted with every turn the deep side slits of her white kurti top flashing glimpses of her wide hips and thick juicy thighs her dark nipples poking hard over the kurti top rubbing my back through my shirt.
On the road men stared openly at her legs in the tight pink leggings their eyes fixed on her thick juicy thighs the way the material clung to her curves outlining her pussy lips when she sat her plump ass cheeks round and firm on the bike seat some slowing their bikes to get a better look their heads turning as we passed making my cock throb harder leaking more precum inside my dhoti the filthy excitement of strangers ogling her legs her thighs her ass cheeks in public driving me wild.
We reached the college parking lot it was dark the old compound quiet under dim street lamps only a few bikes scattered around. An old beggar sat on the other side of the gate his ragged clothes dirty his eyes lighting up the moment he saw my wife getting off the bike. She began adjusting her kurti top pulling the hem down slightly smoothing the pink leggings over her thick juicy thighs her plump ass cheeks shifting as she bent slightly the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings her massive boobs jiggling nipples stiff over the white kurti top her deep round navel peeking from the short hem.
The beggar stared his eyes wide his right hand slipping inside his dirty trousers jerking his cock slowly at first then faster his breathing heavy as he watched my wife adjust her clothes her boobs bouncing her ass cheeks jiggling her thick juicy thighs rubbing together.
I grabbed my wife's plump ass cheeks over her pink leggings and kurti top squeezed them firmly my fingers digging into her ass cheeks feeling the panty line over her ass cheeks over the leggings pulling her close for a second my cock pressing against her hip through my dhoti. She gasped her cheeks flushing her boobs heaving nipples stiff over the white kurti top but smiled shyly pressing back against me.
The beggar watched me grab and squeeze her ass cheeks his hand jerking his cock faster inside his trousers his eyes glued to her plump ass cheeks my hands squeezing them the sight too much for him he could not hold it anymore his body shuddered thick cum shooting inside his trousers soaking the dirty material his hand milking every drop while staring at my wife's ass cheeks and thighs in the tight pink leggings her massive boobs heaving nipples stiff over the kurti top.
I had helped him not with money but with a visual treat letting him watch me grab and squeeze my wife's plump ass cheeks over her leggings and kurti top his cock exploding from the sight. My wife felt my hands squeezing her ass cheeks her pussy lips probably tingling again under her panties but she said nothing just smiled shyly her cheeks flushed her boobs rising with quick breaths nipples stiff over the white kurti top.
From the classroom window Giridhar Sir called out.
"Sudha you are late again... hurry come inside," he said his voice carrying across the dark parking lot.
My wife startled her boobs bouncing nipples stiff over the white kurti top started running toward the classroom her plump ass cheeks jiggling wildly under the tight pink leggings the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings her thick juicy thighs rubbing together her massive boobs bouncing heavily nipples stiff over the kurti top her wide hips swaying with each hurried step.
The beggar watched her run his hand jerking his cock again faster his eyes glued to her jiggling ass cheeks her bouncing boobs her thick juicy thighs pumping he could not hold it anymore his body shuddered thick cum shooting inside his trousers soaking the dirty material even more his hand milking every drop as my wife disappeared into the building.
I followed her quickly my cock throbbing painfully inside my dhoti leaking precum the sight of her running her ass cheeks jiggling her boobs bouncing the beggar jerking off to her making my balls ache with filthy excitement as I reached the classroom doorway and stayed outside at the window in the dark peering through the glass to watch.
My wife stood at the doorway her boobs heaving from the run nipples stiff over the white kurti top her cheeks flushed.
"Excuse me sir," she said softly to Giridhar Sir her voice breathless her massive boobs rising and falling.
Giridhar Sir looked at her with a firm but kind expression.
"Sudha I already told you I am strict. I will punish for being late," he said his voice steady his dark eyes meeting hers.
My wife nodded her boobs rising with a quick breath nipples stiff over the white kurti top her cheeks flushed deeper.
"Yes sir... I understand... what is the punishment?" she asked softly her voice submissive her large dark eyes looking up at him with respect.
Giridhar Sir stepped closer his voice lowering.
"Your punishment for coming late today is hugging me for five minutes... since you were five minutes late. No excuses," he said his tone steady his eyes flicking briefly to her massive boobs then back to her face.
My wife hesitated her cheeks burning red her boobs heaving faster nipples stiff over the white kurti top but she nodded reluctantly.
"Okay sir... if that is the punishment," she whispered her voice trembling slightly her thick juicy thighs shifting under the tight pink leggings.
The four boys in the classroom Arjun Vikram Suresh and Karthik watched intently their boners tenting their trousers again their eyes glued to my wife's boobs her navel her wide hips her plump ass cheeks under the leggings as she stepped forward.
My wife looked toward the window seeing me watching from outside in the dark her large dark eyes meeting mine for a second a shy uncertain look in them before she wrapped her arms around Giridhar Sir's neck pulling him close her massive boobs crushing against his chest her nipples rubbing his shirt through the white kurti top her deep round navel pressing his stomach her wide hips against his her thick juicy thighs straddling his leg slightly.
Giridhar Sir hugged her back tightly his arms around her waist his hands sliding down to her plump ass cheeks over the pink leggings and kurti top squeezing them firmly his fingers digging into her ass cheeks feeling the panty line over her ass cheeks over the leggings his cock hardening against her lower stomach through his trousers.
My wife felt his cock throb against her stomach she gasped softly her cheeks burning but she kept hugging him her arms around his neck her boobs crushed harder against his chest her nipples stiff over the white kurti top rubbing him with every subtle movement.
The four boys watched wide-eyed their boners throbbing harder in their trousers their eyes fixed on my wife's boobs pressing against Giridhar Sir her ass cheeks being squeezed the sexual tension thick in the small classroom as they stared silently their breathing heavy.
Giridhar Sir hugged her tighter his arms crushing her against him his hands squeezing her ass cheeks harder his cock throbbing violently under her body his breathing ragged. In minutes he could not hold it his body shuddered thick cum shooting inside his trousers soaking the material his cock pulsing against her stomach his hands clenching on her ass cheeks as he came hard quietly inside his trousers his face buried in her neck hiding the shudder.
My wife felt his cock pulse and cum against her stomach she gasped softly her pussy lips swelling under her panties her cheeks burning but she gently took his hands off her ass cheeks stepping back slightly her boobs heaving nipples stiff over the white kurti top.
"Five minutes is over sir," she said softly her voice trembling but firm her large dark eyes flicking to me through the window with a shy uncertain look her cheeks flushed her thick juicy thighs still rubbing together under the tight pink leggings her plump ass cheeks shifting as she stood straight.
Giridhar Sir released her slowly his hands sliding off her ass cheeks his trousers wet with cum his breathing heavy his face flushed but he nodded.
"Yes Sudha... five minutes over... take your seat now," he said voice hoarse his dark eyes still on her boobs her ass cheeks her thick juicy thighs.
My wife nodded her boobs heaving nipples stiff over the white kurti top her cheeks flushed as she walked to her seat her plump ass cheeks jiggling under the tight pink leggings the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings the four boys staring hungrily the sexual tension still thick in the classroom as she sat down.
I stayed at the window outside in the dark my cock throbbing painfully inside my dhoti leaking precum the sight of my wife hugging Giridhar Sir her boobs crushed against him his hands squeezing her ass cheeks his cock cumming in his trousers while the four boys watched ogling her boobs her ass cheeks her thighs driving me wild with jealousy and filthy excitement my balls aching as the class continued.
We reached home after the evening college class my cock still rock hard inside my dhoti leaking precum from the entire ride back her boobs bouncing behind me on the bike her plump ass cheeks jiggling on the seat her thick juicy thighs hugging my hips the pink leggings stretching tight over her ass cheeks the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings as she shifted the white kurti top clinging to her massive boobs her dark nipples poking hard over the kurti top her deep round navel peeking from the short hem.
We went straight to our bedroom my wife closed the door the click echoing in the quiet room lit by the dim yellow bulb overhead casting warm shadows across the tiled floor.
She stood in front of the mirror and began undressing to change into her nighty. She first pulled the white kurti top up from the hem lifting it slowly over her wide hips the soft material dragging against her thick juicy thighs revealing her pink leggings hugging her plump ass cheeks the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings then higher exposing her deep round navel her soft stomach her massive boobs in the white bra the deep cleavage spilling over the bra cups her dark nipples stiff and visible through the thin white bra material. She pulled the kurti top over her head her boobs bouncing free in the white bra her jet black hair falling loose from the ponytail jasmine flowers dropping to the floor the scent rising stronger. She folded the white kurti top neatly placed it on the chair now standing in her white bra and pink leggings her massive boobs heaving nipples stiff through the white bra her deep round navel fully exposed her wide hips flaring out.
She pushed the pink leggings down her wide hips the tight material sliding slowly over her plump ass cheeks revealing her white panties hugging her ass cheeks the crotch soaked dark and wet clinging to her pussy lips outlining their swollen shape. She peeled the leggings down her thick juicy thighs inch by inch the material dragging against her legs until they pooled at her ankles she stepped out of them carefully folded the pink leggings placed them with the kurti top now standing only in her white bra and white panties her massive boobs heaving in the white bra nipples stiff and dark through the thin white bra cups her deep round navel her wide hips her plump ass cheeks hugged tight by the white panties the crotch soaked dark and wet clinging to her pussy lips.
She unhooked her white bra from behind the hooks releasing with soft clicks pulled it off her massive boobs bounced free her dark nipples erect and hard. She removed her white panties down her wide hips peeled them off her thick juicy thighs her pussy completely soaked glistening wet her pussy lips swollen and dripping with arousal.
She looked at me her cheeks flushing deeper her boobs rising with a shaky breath nipples stiff.
"Rajesh... Giridhar Sir was a pervert... he hugged me and rubbed his cock all over my thighs... and came... I felt it pulsing... soaking his trousers... I am sorry Rajesh I should not let that happen," she said shyly her voice trembling her pussy lips throbbing visibly her cheeks burning red.
I instantly felt hornier my cock throbbing violently inside my dhoti leaking more precum as I stared at her naked body her massive boobs heaving nipples stiff her deep round navel her wide hips her plump ass cheeks her soaked pussy lips swollen and dripping.
I carried her to the bed laid her down quickly shoved my hard cock inside her soaked pussy thrusting deep her pussy walls clenching around my cock as I began fucking her hard recalling everything.
"Sudha you are so beautiful... it is normal for men to get turned on by you... it is college life... city life... men will hug touch stare... it is common here... get used to it," I said thrusting deeper my cock pounding her pussy her boobs bouncing nipples stiff.
My wife moaned her arms around my neck her massive boobs crushed against my chest her nipples rubbing my skin.
"Rajesh... when he hugged me... he held me so tight... like I belonged to him... his arms crushed me against his body... his chest pressed my boobs so hard my nipples rubbed him through my kurti top... his hands slid down to my ass cheeks squeezed them firmly... dug his fingers into my ass cheeks over the leggings... I felt his cock throb against my stomach... then he started rubbing it all over my thighs... slow... deliberate... his cock gliding up and down my thighs... pressing hard between them... I felt it pulse... grow... then suddenly he shuddered... his cock jerked... hot cum soaked his trousers against my thighs... I am sorry Rajesh... I felt my pussy tingle... wetness came... I should not feel that," she confessed in detail her voice trembling her pussy clenching around my cock as I thrust harder her boobs bouncing wildly nipples stiff.
Her detailed confession about how Giridhar Sir hugged her tight like she belonged to him crushed her boobs against him squeezed her ass cheeks rubbed his cock on her thighs until he came against her made my cock throb violently inside her soaked pussy my balls tightening painfully.
I fucked her vigorously my cock slamming deep into her pussy harder faster the wet squelching sounds loud her pussy gripping me tighter her massive boobs jiggling nipples stiff her thick juicy thighs squeezing my hips her plump ass cheeks lifting off the bed with each thrust.
"It is okay Sudha... natural... men get hard... they hug squeeze rub... enjoy it... it is college life... city life... normal here," I growled thrusting deeper my cock pounding her pussy her confession driving me wilder my balls aching ready to explode.
"Mmm Rajesh... but I felt so bad... my pussy got wet... I am sorry... ahh... it was wrong," she moaned her pussy clenching harder around my cock her boobs bouncing her nipples stiff.
"No Sudha... do not feel bad... body reacts... it is normal... let men hug touch... I will fuck you after... get used to it," I said voice rough thrusting faster my cock slamming into her soaked pussy my excitement building higher from her innocent guilt her detailed confession her pussy gripping me.
Mnmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmm my wife moaned as she was about to cum.
The moment “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...!” I moaned and came deep inside my wife's pussy I could not hold it anymore “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.... aaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...!” she moaned and began cumming all over my cock. My cock pulsed shooting thick hot cum deep inside her pussy her pussy walls clenching milking every drop her body shuddering under me her massive boobs heaving nipples stiff her pussy soaking wet with our mixed cum.
We lay there breathing hard my cock still inside her pussy her arms around my neck her boobs crushed against my chest the dark filthy thrill of her detailed confession her arousal from Giridhar Sir's hug his squeeze his cock rubbing her thighs until he came making me hornier even after cumming deep inside her.
We did not talk about yesterday’s evening in college the hugs the squeezes the stares the way her pussy got wet from Giridhar Sir and the boys. Instead she kissed me deeply tasting the salt on my lips my cock twitching inside her pussy before she pulled away slowly cum leaking from her pussy lips dripping down her thighs. She moaned her boobs heaving nipples stiff as she got up to start the normal chores.
My wife made breakfast for the three sons helped them get ready packed their college bags kissed their heads and sent them off with my mother who had come early to take them to college. I watched from the bedroom door her white nighty clinging to her massive boobs her nipples poking hard over the thin nighty material her deep round navel visible through the low neck her wide hips swaying slightly as she moved around the kitchen the scent of coffee and toast mixing with her jasmine perfume.
"Sudha take rest today. Be ready in the evening when I come to take you to college," I said kissing her forehead my lips brushing her warm skin the jasmine scent still in her hair.
She smiled sweetly her boobs rising with a small breath nipples stiff over the white nighty.
"Okay Rajesh... I will be ready," she whispered nodding sweetly.
I went to office my cock half hard the whole morning thinking about yesterday’s evening in college. Giridhar Sir hugging her pulling her close his hands on her waist squeezing her plump ass cheeks over the red saree his cock pressing against her stomach while she hugged him back her boobs crushed against his chest her nipples rubbing him through the red blouse. The four boys ogling her massive boobs her deep round navel her plump ass cheeks their boners tenting their trousers as they stared the whole class. My wife sitting on the bench her boobs rising and falling nipples stiff over the red blouse her pussy getting wet from the attention from the hugs from the squeezes. The thought of her pussy tingling her pussy lips swelling her wetness soaking her panties made my cock throb painfully under the desk leaking precum all morning.
I came home in the evening my cock rock hard inside my dhoti the images of yesterday burning in my mind as I opened the door to find her waiting ready in her new outfit. She wore a white kurti top reaching below her knees with deep side slits revealing the shape of her wide hips and the outer curves of her thick juicy thighs when she moved the kurti top clinging to her massive boobs her dark nipples poking hard over the kurti top her deep round navel peeking from the short hem the pink leggings tight on her thick juicy thighs her plump ass cheeks round and firm the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings. Her jet black hair was tied in a loose ponytail fresh jasmine flowers tucked in the strands the scent rising as she walked toward me her boobs bouncing gently nipples stiff over the white kurti top her wide hips swaying seductively the side slits flashing glimpses of her thick juicy thighs her plump ass cheeks shifting under the tight pink leggings.
I looked at her my cock throbbing painfully inside my dhoti leaking precum.
"Sudha you look so hot in this... the boys and Giridhar Sir are going to go crazy staring at your boobs your hips your ass cheeks," I said voice low my cock leaking more precum inside my dhoti the thought of her in class tonight dressed like this making me hornier.
My wife laughed her cheeks flushing her boobs rising with the giggle nipples stiff over the white kurti top.
"Really Rajesh? But I am a mom now... a modest woman... a traditional Tamil housewife... I cannot let others ogle at me like that... I should wear loose clothes that hide everything... no tight leggings no side slits... something decent so I won’t distract the boys and Giridhar Sir," she said her voice innocent and concerned her large dark eyes wide pretending to be the shy traditional woman not knowing how much I loved the idea of other men staring at her.
I stepped closer my hand brushing her waist feeling the kurti top over her warm hips my cock throbbing against my dhoti.
"No Sudha... wear stylish kurti top and tight leggings like this... let them see your shape your boobs your ass cheeks... please," I said voice rough with lust my fingers squeezing her hips gently through the kurti top.
She looked at me shyly her cheeks flushing deeper her boobs rising with a small breath nipples stiff over the white kurti top.
"But Rajesh... I am a good mom... a modest wife... these clothes show too much... my boobs are too big in this kurti top... my ass cheeks jiggle in these leggings... I feel shy... I should change into my old saree to cover properly... so no one stares," she said innocently her voice soft and hesitant her large dark eyes looking up at me with concern her thick juicy thighs shifting under the tight pink leggings her plump ass cheeks round and firm.
"Sudha... no... please... wear this... it is normal in college... in city... let them look... it is okay... I want you to feel good... please," I said my voice pleading my cock leaking more precum my balls aching as I tried to convince her.
She bit her lower lip her cheeks burning red her boobs heaving nipples stiff over the white kurti top her wide hips swaying slightly as she thought.
"Rajesh... but I am traditional... I do not want to make others uncomfortable... or distract them... maybe loose clothes are better... no one will stare then... you would not mind that right?" she asked innocently her voice trembling slightly her large dark eyes searching mine her pussy lips probably tingling again under her panties without her fully understanding why.
"Sudha... please... wear this... it is college life... city life... everyone dresses like this... it is normal... I want you to be happy... let them look... please," I begged my voice rough with need my cock throbbing painfully my balls aching with filthy excitement.
She looked at me for a long moment her cheeks flushed her boobs rising and falling nipples stiff over the white kurti top her thick juicy thighs shifting under the pink leggings.
"Okay Rajesh... if you say it is normal... I will wear this... but only because you insist... I do not want to disappoint you," she said softly her voice innocent and trusting her large dark eyes shining with a mix of shyness and relief her full red lips curving into a small smile.
I got ready quickly changed into my white shirt and white dhoti tucked the shirt neatly adjusted the dhoti around my waist and we left together for college my cock rock hard the whole ride the anticipation for her first full evening class in these clothes making me hornier with every kilometer her boobs bouncing behind me on the bike her ass cheeks jiggling on the seat her thick juicy thighs hugging my hips.
We rode through the evening streets my cock rock hard inside my dhoti the whole way her boobs bouncing behind me on the bike her plump ass cheeks jiggling on the seat her thick juicy thighs hugging my hips the pink leggings stretching tight over her ass cheeks the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings as she shifted with every turn the deep side slits of her white kurti top flashing glimpses of her wide hips and thick juicy thighs her dark nipples poking hard over the kurti top rubbing my back through my shirt.
On the road men stared openly at her legs in the tight pink leggings their eyes fixed on her thick juicy thighs the way the material clung to her curves outlining her pussy lips when she sat her plump ass cheeks round and firm on the bike seat some slowing their bikes to get a better look their heads turning as we passed making my cock throb harder leaking more precum inside my dhoti the filthy excitement of strangers ogling her legs her thighs her ass cheeks in public driving me wild.
We reached the college parking lot it was dark the old compound quiet under dim street lamps only a few bikes scattered around. An old beggar sat on the other side of the gate his ragged clothes dirty his eyes lighting up the moment he saw my wife getting off the bike. She began adjusting her kurti top pulling the hem down slightly smoothing the pink leggings over her thick juicy thighs her plump ass cheeks shifting as she bent slightly the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings her massive boobs jiggling nipples stiff over the white kurti top her deep round navel peeking from the short hem.
The beggar stared his eyes wide his right hand slipping inside his dirty trousers jerking his cock slowly at first then faster his breathing heavy as he watched my wife adjust her clothes her boobs bouncing her ass cheeks jiggling her thick juicy thighs rubbing together.
I grabbed my wife's plump ass cheeks over her pink leggings and kurti top squeezed them firmly my fingers digging into her ass cheeks feeling the panty line over her ass cheeks over the leggings pulling her close for a second my cock pressing against her hip through my dhoti. She gasped her cheeks flushing her boobs heaving nipples stiff over the white kurti top but smiled shyly pressing back against me.
The beggar watched me grab and squeeze her ass cheeks his hand jerking his cock faster inside his trousers his eyes glued to her plump ass cheeks my hands squeezing them the sight too much for him he could not hold it anymore his body shuddered thick cum shooting inside his trousers soaking the dirty material his hand milking every drop while staring at my wife's ass cheeks and thighs in the tight pink leggings her massive boobs heaving nipples stiff over the kurti top.
I had helped him not with money but with a visual treat letting him watch me grab and squeeze my wife's plump ass cheeks over her leggings and kurti top his cock exploding from the sight. My wife felt my hands squeezing her ass cheeks her pussy lips probably tingling again under her panties but she said nothing just smiled shyly her cheeks flushed her boobs rising with quick breaths nipples stiff over the white kurti top.
From the classroom window Giridhar Sir called out.
"Sudha you are late again... hurry come inside," he said his voice carrying across the dark parking lot.
My wife startled her boobs bouncing nipples stiff over the white kurti top started running toward the classroom her plump ass cheeks jiggling wildly under the tight pink leggings the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings her thick juicy thighs rubbing together her massive boobs bouncing heavily nipples stiff over the kurti top her wide hips swaying with each hurried step.
The beggar watched her run his hand jerking his cock again faster his eyes glued to her jiggling ass cheeks her bouncing boobs her thick juicy thighs pumping he could not hold it anymore his body shuddered thick cum shooting inside his trousers soaking the dirty material even more his hand milking every drop as my wife disappeared into the building.
I followed her quickly my cock throbbing painfully inside my dhoti leaking precum the sight of her running her ass cheeks jiggling her boobs bouncing the beggar jerking off to her making my balls ache with filthy excitement as I reached the classroom doorway and stayed outside at the window in the dark peering through the glass to watch.
My wife stood at the doorway her boobs heaving from the run nipples stiff over the white kurti top her cheeks flushed.
"Excuse me sir," she said softly to Giridhar Sir her voice breathless her massive boobs rising and falling.
Giridhar Sir looked at her with a firm but kind expression.
"Sudha I already told you I am strict. I will punish for being late," he said his voice steady his dark eyes meeting hers.
My wife nodded her boobs rising with a quick breath nipples stiff over the white kurti top her cheeks flushed deeper.
"Yes sir... I understand... what is the punishment?" she asked softly her voice submissive her large dark eyes looking up at him with respect.
Giridhar Sir stepped closer his voice lowering.
"Your punishment for coming late today is hugging me for five minutes... since you were five minutes late. No excuses," he said his tone steady his eyes flicking briefly to her massive boobs then back to her face.
My wife hesitated her cheeks burning red her boobs heaving faster nipples stiff over the white kurti top but she nodded reluctantly.
"Okay sir... if that is the punishment," she whispered her voice trembling slightly her thick juicy thighs shifting under the tight pink leggings.
The four boys in the classroom Arjun Vikram Suresh and Karthik watched intently their boners tenting their trousers again their eyes glued to my wife's boobs her navel her wide hips her plump ass cheeks under the leggings as she stepped forward.
My wife looked toward the window seeing me watching from outside in the dark her large dark eyes meeting mine for a second a shy uncertain look in them before she wrapped her arms around Giridhar Sir's neck pulling him close her massive boobs crushing against his chest her nipples rubbing his shirt through the white kurti top her deep round navel pressing his stomach her wide hips against his her thick juicy thighs straddling his leg slightly.
Giridhar Sir hugged her back tightly his arms around her waist his hands sliding down to her plump ass cheeks over the pink leggings and kurti top squeezing them firmly his fingers digging into her ass cheeks feeling the panty line over her ass cheeks over the leggings his cock hardening against her lower stomach through his trousers.
My wife felt his cock throb against her stomach she gasped softly her cheeks burning but she kept hugging him her arms around his neck her boobs crushed harder against his chest her nipples stiff over the white kurti top rubbing him with every subtle movement.
The four boys watched wide-eyed their boners throbbing harder in their trousers their eyes fixed on my wife's boobs pressing against Giridhar Sir her ass cheeks being squeezed the sexual tension thick in the small classroom as they stared silently their breathing heavy.
Giridhar Sir hugged her tighter his arms crushing her against him his hands squeezing her ass cheeks harder his cock throbbing violently under her body his breathing ragged. In minutes he could not hold it his body shuddered thick cum shooting inside his trousers soaking the material his cock pulsing against her stomach his hands clenching on her ass cheeks as he came hard quietly inside his trousers his face buried in her neck hiding the shudder.
My wife felt his cock pulse and cum against her stomach she gasped softly her pussy lips swelling under her panties her cheeks burning but she gently took his hands off her ass cheeks stepping back slightly her boobs heaving nipples stiff over the white kurti top.
"Five minutes is over sir," she said softly her voice trembling but firm her large dark eyes flicking to me through the window with a shy uncertain look her cheeks flushed her thick juicy thighs still rubbing together under the tight pink leggings her plump ass cheeks shifting as she stood straight.
Giridhar Sir released her slowly his hands sliding off her ass cheeks his trousers wet with cum his breathing heavy his face flushed but he nodded.
"Yes Sudha... five minutes over... take your seat now," he said voice hoarse his dark eyes still on her boobs her ass cheeks her thick juicy thighs.
My wife nodded her boobs heaving nipples stiff over the white kurti top her cheeks flushed as she walked to her seat her plump ass cheeks jiggling under the tight pink leggings the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings the four boys staring hungrily the sexual tension still thick in the classroom as she sat down.
I stayed at the window outside in the dark my cock throbbing painfully inside my dhoti leaking precum the sight of my wife hugging Giridhar Sir her boobs crushed against him his hands squeezing her ass cheeks his cock cumming in his trousers while the four boys watched ogling her boobs her ass cheeks her thighs driving me wild with jealousy and filthy excitement my balls aching as the class continued.
We reached home after the evening college class my cock still rock hard inside my dhoti leaking precum from the entire ride back her boobs bouncing behind me on the bike her plump ass cheeks jiggling on the seat her thick juicy thighs hugging my hips the pink leggings stretching tight over her ass cheeks the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings as she shifted the white kurti top clinging to her massive boobs her dark nipples poking hard over the kurti top her deep round navel peeking from the short hem.
We went straight to our bedroom my wife closed the door the click echoing in the quiet room lit by the dim yellow bulb overhead casting warm shadows across the tiled floor.
She stood in front of the mirror and began undressing to change into her nighty. She first pulled the white kurti top up from the hem lifting it slowly over her wide hips the soft material dragging against her thick juicy thighs revealing her pink leggings hugging her plump ass cheeks the panty line visible over her ass cheeks over the leggings then higher exposing her deep round navel her soft stomach her massive boobs in the white bra the deep cleavage spilling over the bra cups her dark nipples stiff and visible through the thin white bra material. She pulled the kurti top over her head her boobs bouncing free in the white bra her jet black hair falling loose from the ponytail jasmine flowers dropping to the floor the scent rising stronger. She folded the white kurti top neatly placed it on the chair now standing in her white bra and pink leggings her massive boobs heaving nipples stiff through the white bra her deep round navel fully exposed her wide hips flaring out.
She pushed the pink leggings down her wide hips the tight material sliding slowly over her plump ass cheeks revealing her white panties hugging her ass cheeks the crotch soaked dark and wet clinging to her pussy lips outlining their swollen shape. She peeled the leggings down her thick juicy thighs inch by inch the material dragging against her legs until they pooled at her ankles she stepped out of them carefully folded the pink leggings placed them with the kurti top now standing only in her white bra and white panties her massive boobs heaving in the white bra nipples stiff and dark through the thin white bra cups her deep round navel her wide hips her plump ass cheeks hugged tight by the white panties the crotch soaked dark and wet clinging to her pussy lips.
She unhooked her white bra from behind the hooks releasing with soft clicks pulled it off her massive boobs bounced free her dark nipples erect and hard. She removed her white panties down her wide hips peeled them off her thick juicy thighs her pussy completely soaked glistening wet her pussy lips swollen and dripping with arousal.
She looked at me her cheeks flushing deeper her boobs rising with a shaky breath nipples stiff.
"Rajesh... Giridhar Sir was a pervert... he hugged me and rubbed his cock all over my thighs... and came... I felt it pulsing... soaking his trousers... I am sorry Rajesh I should not let that happen," she said shyly her voice trembling her pussy lips throbbing visibly her cheeks burning red.
I instantly felt hornier my cock throbbing violently inside my dhoti leaking more precum as I stared at her naked body her massive boobs heaving nipples stiff her deep round navel her wide hips her plump ass cheeks her soaked pussy lips swollen and dripping.
I carried her to the bed laid her down quickly shoved my hard cock inside her soaked pussy thrusting deep her pussy walls clenching around my cock as I began fucking her hard recalling everything.
"Sudha you are so beautiful... it is normal for men to get turned on by you... it is college life... city life... men will hug touch stare... it is common here... get used to it," I said thrusting deeper my cock pounding her pussy her boobs bouncing nipples stiff.
My wife moaned her arms around my neck her massive boobs crushed against my chest her nipples rubbing my skin.
"Rajesh... when he hugged me... he held me so tight... like I belonged to him... his arms crushed me against his body... his chest pressed my boobs so hard my nipples rubbed him through my kurti top... his hands slid down to my ass cheeks squeezed them firmly... dug his fingers into my ass cheeks over the leggings... I felt his cock throb against my stomach... then he started rubbing it all over my thighs... slow... deliberate... his cock gliding up and down my thighs... pressing hard between them... I felt it pulse... grow... then suddenly he shuddered... his cock jerked... hot cum soaked his trousers against my thighs... I am sorry Rajesh... I felt my pussy tingle... wetness came... I should not feel that," she confessed in detail her voice trembling her pussy clenching around my cock as I thrust harder her boobs bouncing wildly nipples stiff.
Her detailed confession about how Giridhar Sir hugged her tight like she belonged to him crushed her boobs against him squeezed her ass cheeks rubbed his cock on her thighs until he came against her made my cock throb violently inside her soaked pussy my balls tightening painfully.
I fucked her vigorously my cock slamming deep into her pussy harder faster the wet squelching sounds loud her pussy gripping me tighter her massive boobs jiggling nipples stiff her thick juicy thighs squeezing my hips her plump ass cheeks lifting off the bed with each thrust.
"It is okay Sudha... natural... men get hard... they hug squeeze rub... enjoy it... it is college life... city life... normal here," I growled thrusting deeper my cock pounding her pussy her confession driving me wilder my balls aching ready to explode.
"Mmm Rajesh... but I felt so bad... my pussy got wet... I am sorry... ahh... it was wrong," she moaned her pussy clenching harder around my cock her boobs bouncing her nipples stiff.
"No Sudha... do not feel bad... body reacts... it is normal... let men hug touch... I will fuck you after... get used to it," I said voice rough thrusting faster my cock slamming into her soaked pussy my excitement building higher from her innocent guilt her detailed confession her pussy gripping me.
Mnmmmmmm mmmmmmm mmmmm my wife moaned as she was about to cum.
The moment “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...!” I moaned and came deep inside my wife's pussy I could not hold it anymore “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.... aaaaaaaaaaaah... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...!” she moaned and began cumming all over my cock. My cock pulsed shooting thick hot cum deep inside her pussy her pussy walls clenching milking every drop her body shuddering under me her massive boobs heaving nipples stiff her pussy soaking wet with our mixed cum.
We lay there breathing hard my cock still inside her pussy her arms around my neck her boobs crushed against my chest the dark filthy thrill of her detailed confession her arousal from Giridhar Sir's hug his squeeze his cock rubbing her thighs until he came making me hornier even after cumming deep inside her.
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