Misc. Erotica Other side of my teacher

[sarit11]

I knew the way so I didn't turn the lights on. I made my way down the stairs and across the basement to the door that leads to the hallway. As I approached the door I stopped for a second as I heard something. I could hear my heart beating inside my chest as I looked at the cracked open door.

"I swear I saw Trisna close that door," I said to myself as I stood still and remained silent.

Again I heard a faint cry as it sounded like a woman's voice. I silently inched my way closer to the door when I heard another cry.

"It's coming from in there," I said to myself softly as I reached out and pulled the old wooden door open enough for me to slip through.

Again I froze as I heard yet another cry which sounded like it was coming from the wine cellar. As I looked at the door of the wine cellar I noticed that it was cracked open. I could see the dim glow of the candles as they flickered inside the dark damp cellar.

My heart was beating out of control as I quietly inched my way to the partially opened door. I froze in place as I heard another sound from within the room.

Quietly I positioned myself to look through the cracked open door. My eyes were adjusted to the dim light so when I looked into the wine cellar I almost choked.

My cock stiffened in my pants instantly as I looked through the door at Trisna's mother as she sat on the table facing away from me. Her saree was bunched up around her waist and her feet were on the top of the table. Her legs were bent at the knees and parted and her hand was under her saree as she pleasured herself.

I couldn't believe what I was watching as I saw Trisna's mother throw her head back. I could see her arm moving as she was obviously fingering herself. My eyes shot wide open as I saw something sitting on the table next to her.

"Oh my God," I thought to myself as I saw her panties siting next to her on the table.

"Ohhhhh," she moaned out as her head thrashed from side to side.

My cock told me to go in and fuck her but my brain told me otherwise. I just stood there and watched as she continued to work her hand under her saree.

"Oh Goddddd," she cried out as her back arched.

"Oh my God," she moaned over and over as she was now in the middle of a powerful orgasm.

I could feel my cock as it strained against my pants. I just wanted so badly to unleash my cock and stroke it until I get the release that I needed. I decided that I wouldn't as I already came twice today and I needed to save myself for the main event.

Suddenly Trisna's mother began to lift herself up slightly as she leaned back and held on to the table behind her. She began to thrust her hips against her hand as her head began to thrash from side to side again.

I watched in amazement as the spindly table legs began to sway from her motion. I couldn't believe how wild and insatiable this woman was as she got herself off. I knew one thing for certain, her husband the poojary wasn't satisfying her.

"Oh God, Oh God, Oh, God," Trisna's mother cried out over and over.

Her hips continued to thrust back and forth and her moaning and panting grew louder and louder. From my angle I couldn't see any exposed skin except for her right leg from mid thigh down. Her hips continued to thrust harder and harder until she arched her back.

"Oh goddddddddd save me," she cried out as I watched her begin to tremble and convulse into a powerful orgasm.

"Ohhhhhhhhh," she cried out as she continued to fuck herself.

Trisna's mother began gasping for air as she still shook out of control. After a few moments she began to relax and slow down. Finally her hips stopped thrusting and her ass sat down on the table. I nearly choked when I saw her remove her hand from under her bunched up saree.

Trisna's mother pulled an empty wine bottle from under her dress and sat it down next to her panties. The long neck of the bottle glistened from her juices as the candle light reflected off of the bottle.
Immediately she slipped off of the table and onto her knees as she still faced away from me. She raised her hands up and looked up as she began to pray.

"Oh god I need you to save me. Please remove these wicked sins from my unholy body , Please remove all of Sinful urges and desires from my body as I dedicate my life to you. I beg you for your forgiveness "

Just then Trisna's mother began to stand up. I quickly and quietly turned around and raced to the partially cracked opened door leading into the basement. I raced across the basement to the stairs and went up them two at a time. I managed to slow down enough to walk calmly into the kitchen.

"What took you so long?" Trisna asked as she looked at my empty hands.

"I couldn't remember where it was at," I said as I sat down next to Trisna.

Just then Trisna's mother emerged from the basement carrying the two bottles of wine. Trisna got up and took the bottles from her mother. She opened one bottle and began filling our glasses. Her mother began serving the dinner around to set the platter on the table.

As I lifted my head I stared directly into her father's eyes as I knew that he wasn't satisfying his lovely wife. As I said grace It was Trisna's mother that I was talking about. She was the bountiful meal that I wanted so desperately to eat.

We began to pass the food back and forth. We each loaded up our plates and began to eat.

"Mmmm..." this is great, I said as I looked into Trisna's mother's eyes.

"Thank you Vishal," she said as she continued to eat dinner.

I glanced over at Trisna as she glanced over at me. I knew she was uncomfortable because of her father and I really wanted to get under his skin.

"So how long have you been a poojary," I asked her father as he stopped chewing for a moment.

He just sat there with a fork full of potatoes as he began to finish chewing what was already in his mouth. He swallowed and then sighed.

"Don't disturb me while I eat," he scowled.

"Kumar, stick a sock in it," Trisna's mother yelled.

I decided to keep my mouth shut during the rest of our dinner. Trisna was quiet as her father continued to make her nervous. Dinner was so good I just had to have seconds. Trisna opened the second bottle of wine and topped off our glasses.

Finally we were finished eating and we just sat there for several minutes.

"Well, just because we have company doesn't absolve us from our jobs," her father said.

Instantly Trisna and her mother jumped up and began to clear the table. Trisna scbangd the scraps into the trash before she handed her mother the plates and silverware. I got up to help with the clean up and her father stopped me.

"Sit down boy," he said with a pissed off look in his eye.

"That's their job," he said as he pointed to Trisna and his wife.

Reluctantly I sat back down. I was beginning to understand how Trisna could feel so uncomfortable. I saw first hand how he was so controlling and demanding. I just sat there as I sipped on my wine and watched the women work.

Finally the women were done. They joined us back at the dinner table and we began to make small talk. We sipped on our wine and Trisna topped off our glasses with the last of the second bottle.