Misc. Erotica Other side of my teacher

[sarit11]

I shut off the laptop. I quietly and quickly went to the bathroom to clean myself off. I returned to my room and crawled into bed. I couldn't wait to get up in the morning to go to the post office. Before I realized it I was fast asleep.

Morning came and I quickly went through my usual routine. I showered and ate before running out of the house on my bike. With letter in hand I went down the road to the post office. When I got inside I was surprised that there were a lot of people in line ahead of me. I waited patiently but it seemed to take forever for the line to move. All the while I was waiting in line I continued to go over in my mind what I was going to do Saturday night. Finally I made it to the clerk behind the desk. I handed him my letter and he posted it and tossed it on the pile of outgoing mail. I turned around and walked out of the post office and walked over to my bike.

I rode home stopping along the way at Bhavin's house. Bhavin was in the garage working on a car I have never seen before. "Like it" Bhavin said as I got off of my bike and checked out this car.


"My parents bought it for me for a graduation present" Bhavin said with a smile from ear to ear. As I walked around it I was impressed as it was a newer model Maruthi Swift. It was black with sweet tires and rims. "Bhavin reached in and jacked up the stereo. I saw him mouth "check it out" to me but I couldn't hear him over the sound of the music. He turned the radio down and I looked inside. It was plush with leather seats and had a really nice interior.


Bhavin ude, we got a chick car now,we can double date and get laid now,want to go out Saturday night to pick up chicks

Bhavin opened the glove box revealing a box of condoms.

I : I can't

I said quickly as he reminded me of the fun I was going to have on Saturday night with my teacher

Bhavin :. Now what the fuck do you have to do Saturday night that is more important than picking up chicks

I:I have to go somewhere with my dad to help him.

Bhavin: Your loss.

Bhavin reached into the refrigerator behind him and tossed me a soda. We just sat in his new car and listened to the radio all the while we talked about being free from college. During our conversation the subject of the security officer came up and Bhavin appeared a little nervous. Suddenly and blatantly

Bhavin: you didn't do anything did you

I looked at Bhavin and began laughing hysterically.

I : Bhavin, what would ever give you that idea" I asked

Bhavin : Well, I know you have the hots for Rehana and I was just wondering if you acted on your impulse

I just wanted to tell him, I said to myself but I wasn't sure if I was ready for that.


I spent the whole day at Bhavins house. It was getting late and Bhavin's mother came home from work. I was at a loss for words when I watched her get out of her car. She was dressed totally professionally but she still looked hot. She wore a salwar and her kameez was tight on her fleshy fair body and these heels that would make any grown man drool. The top she was wearing showed off just a touch of cleavage as her breasts bounced as she walked towards us. I always thought she was good looking but I never knew she was this damned hot. She stopped to talk to us for a few moments before going into the house.

I :Man, your mom looks fine today"

Before she went into the house.

Bhavin ude, that's my mom, knock it off
With a stern look on his face before breaking out into a chuckle.

Bhavin : You and those older women,do you think they are going to teach you how to fuck or something.

I knew my parents were now home as I looked at the clock in the garage above the work bench.

I :I have to get going Bhavin.

It wasn't that far of a ride to get home and the whole ride there I wondered if I could ever do to Bhavin's mom what I am doing to

Rehana. I was so turned on when I watched Sujana get out of her car in that outfit. God if Bhavin only saw these lustful thoughts I was having about his mom, he would kill me.

I stashed my bike in the garage and went into the house. Mom had the table set and was setting the food onto the table. We ate and talked about the day's events before cleaning up the mess. Everyone went their own separate ways after we finished cleaning up. I went to my room and went online to see if Bhavin was on. He wasn't so I decided to surf the web. Eventually I wandered into some pretty good porn sites. There were a lot of people in these rooms chatting about their various fetishes. I didn't interact with any of them, I only observed. I became bored with that so I went to a couple of picture sites.

I checked out this one bondage site. There were pictures of these women dressed in sexy outfits in various stages of being tied up. I couldn't help but to become aroused as I imagined Rehana in a dungeon like this being tied up and forced to submit. There were thousands upon thousands of pictures. Everyone I looked at I imagined Rehana as the woman in the picture. Just the thought of her being blindfolded and her wrists tied over her head caused my balls to throb. There was another picture with three guys fucking this woman as she was tied to a table.

I couldn't stand it any more. I unzipped my pants and pulled them down to my ankles. I began stroking my twitching cock as I looked at picture after picture. Suddenly I came across this one unforgettable picture. Two women standing back to back bound together by a rope. I began pumping furiously as I imagined the two hot ladies to be Rehana and Sujana, Bhavin's mom. I clicked on the next picture and there were two guys pouring candle wax on the women's breasts. I closed my eyes half way and suddenly felt my balls begin to contract. I felt electric shocks race up and down my body from my head to my toes. I grunted as I shot a wad of cum up onto the keyboard. I reached for a tissue to catch the rest of my cum but I wasn't fast enough for the second spurt which flew out of my cock like a bullet and landed on the computer screen. I managed to wrap the tissues around my twitching cock before I made a serious mess.