The bus was very crowded. It was the college bus. Usually the kids gave way for the teachers. But today there were too many professors on board. Two buses were doing the duty of three as there was some mechanical glitch on the other. With the staff and students divided into the two buses the condition was but natural.
I was standing talking to a couple of colleagues who were sitting. Suddenly the driver put on the brakes and there was a reshuffle of the standing order. I felt something soft press my buttocks. I realized that it was the buttocks of some other person. I looked through the corner of my eye and saw that it was one of the teachers from another department. A few seconds of contact and I felt a heat penetrate through my pants. I stopped my conversation with my colleagues and straightened saying that it was difficult to speak while bent double. Then I settled myself for better contact with the buttocks on offer behind me. The sensation was heavenly and I felt my pecker start to stand up. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it.
Each time the bus braked our asses slid and pressed against each other. I was careful to maintain contact and it seemed the owner of the soft, hot ass was also not averse to it. We traveled that way for less than half an hour and that was the best bus drive that I had in my life, even though it was crowded, hot and humid and there was not even enough standing space. Then the bus slowed down and the contact was withdrawn. I felt bereft and cold. I turned around at the same time as the lady did. The lady was obviously curious to know who the owner of the ass was, that had pushed and pressed hers for the last half an hour. But beyond the questioning expression her eyes also had a dazed, hot and sultry look.
One Monday, a few weeks later, she came to my cabin. She said she had enrolled for an MBA course. Could I help her with some assignments? She didn’t know anybody else in my department.
“Sure”, I said.
She said she had brought the syllabus, the questions and some things she had downloaded in a CD. Maybe it would help me in helping her out.
I took the CD from her hand and inserted it into the drive. Meanwhile she pulled up a chair and sat to the left of me. As she sat I could hear her breath. A nice smell of some ladies’ perfume wafted into my nostrils. As she was sitting very near I could feel heat emanating from her body.
Soon we were discussing the assignment. Every now and then some part of her arm or shoulder would touch mine and I felt something electric pass through. But she was either oblivious to everything or pretending to be. As we discussed I asked her about herself. Her name was Susan and she had married one of the staff members in the college where she was studying. She wanted to complete the MBA course so that she could try for a job in one of the private companies before she started a family. She also got from me the fact that I was married. That my wife was at her father’s house since she had a job nearby and that I stayed in a rented house in the vicinity and that I visited her at her house during the weekends.
We finished the discussion and I ended up by offering to type out the assignment to her. It seemed much simpler.
“Can you help me in my studies? I have not understood some of the things. Since this is a distance education course and the contact classes are not very efficient it would be a great help.” She said getting up to go.
“Why not? But it would need some time.” I was always ready to help her out.
Ultimately we agreed that we would meet the next Saturday as I was generally free on that day. Maybe I could spend half a day explaining things to her and then I could go to my wife’s in the evening.
She came as promised. By that time I had completed the two assignments and she expressed her profuse thanks for the same. She wanted clarifications in three of the five subjects she had to study. We started during the lunch break. The discussion went on. By the time we realized it, it was already five in the evening. It was a pleasure not only to have such a receptive student, but also to have such a fine specimen of womanhood in my close proximity. I could see the top of her breasts through the neck of her dress. Each time I saw it I felt like putting my hand on the smooth soft surface and caressing it. Her lips felt eminently kissable. I concentrated like hard not to look at either and ended up looking at the thick golden chain adorning her neck. But after sometime that too had to be abandoned because an errant jealous thought entered my mind that the chain was very lucky indeed to have her breasts to caress and lie on always. How wonderful it would have been to be that golden chain.
“Oh, it is five o clock.” She exclaimed “They will close the door at five thirty. And my train is also in half an hour”
“OK. Then we will stop. When is your exams?”
“Next week.”
“Which means, we don’t have time for another session.”
“Yes, could you do me a favour? I know it is not right asking you. But could you spend a bit more time today explaining things?” She was all sweetness. Besides there was a promise in her words and expression that had nothing to do with books and academics but bed sheets and bed.
“I could. In fact I can as well go to my wife’s tomorrow morning. But where will we have the discussion?”
“Anywhere were you are comfortable.”
“I am most comfortable at home. But it would be better to go to a hotel.”
“No problem, we can have it at your house.”
“Would that be prudent? Besides you would have to go looking for a hotel room late in the night.” I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to control myself. I didn’t want to make a fool of myself with legal wrangles for molesting a powerless female.
“Actually I was thinking in terms of staying in your house overnight. Will you have a problem with that? Will your neighbours say anything? And your wife?” Oh, oh. The doctor was prescribing what the patient wanted to hear. Or was it what he wanted to hear?
“No. My wife’s and neighbour’s thinking doesn’t come to the picture. If my wife has any problems with a lady friend staying with me alone she shouldn’t go and stay with her parents always. She could get a job here. I was thinking more about you.”
“If you are worried about me, you need not.” The message was clear in her eyes. I decided to fall into the temptation.
So we took the short journey to my house, mostly in silence. She was looking at scenery and landmarks on the way. Me, I was in excitement and a strange anticipation. She would have understood why I was not bothered about my neighbour’s opinion when we reached my house because there were none in the vicinity. The place was very secluded and hidden from probing eyes
We reached my house and I went into the bathroom to freshen up. As I was loitering in the kitchen after my bath fixing up some snacks and tea for the both of us, she slid up behind me. She put her arms around me and started nuzzling my neck. Then she ran her hand across my chest, tickling my nipples and pushed a finger inside my belly button, slowly moving down. When she put her hands inside my shorts it was too much for me and I twisted around. She had managed to find one of my shirts and had changed into it. The exciting part was that she was wearing nothing but that and a pair of tiny panties. She had also untied her hair. Almost as tall as me, dark, sultry with thick hair framing her face, she looked like a pagan goddess. She was definitely worthy of my worship.
I looked down into her inviting, sultry eyes and brought my mouth down hard on hers. Her tongue seemed to have a life of its own as it found a way into my mouth and entered it and began playing with mine. Meanwhile her hand was still inside my shorts and she was playing with my member. I put my hands under the shirt and took her boobs in my hand. It was just the right size for my hand. Soft, smooth and hard at the same time. She gave a moan of approval at what I was doing. I broke away from her mouth and pulled the shirt over her. As the shirt was two sizes too big for her I did it like removing a t-shirt without bothering with the buttons. Then I worked my way down her neck with my mouth. I took her boobs in my mouth, nibbling at the nipples. She arched her back and moaned again.
I sucked and played with the boobs giving it the attention it deserved and she seemed happy at my efforts. Slowly I moved further down. I flicked my tongue inside her navel and traced the downy fur that ran down her waist to her pleasure centre. As I moved down I pushed her panties down her legs which fell at her feet. I moved her legs apart and slid my tongue inside her pussy which was by now dripping wet. As I had experienced earlier she was one hot female. It was really boiling down under. As I tickled her clitoris and sucked at her cunt lips I massaged and pressed her buttocks that had given me so much pleasure in the bus. She gave a slight shudder as I gave a nip with my lips on her clitoris and pressed my head more into her pussy as though wanting my whole head inside her. She was panting now.
“John, I want you inside me. I have been waiting for this for so many days.”
I stood up and removed my shorts. Her eyes widened when she saw my member. Although she had been caressing it, obviously she had not really understood it size. Now it stood proud, unfettered. I waited so that she could run her hungry eyes over me. Then in a swift motion lifted her onto the slab of the kitchen and entered her. She closed her eyes and gave a sigh of pure bliss as I slammed my cock into her. After a few leisurely strokes I increased my speed and she opened her eyes to look dreamily at me. I could feel her achieving orgasm before she became rigid and then went limp leaning against the wall. I pumped some more before I also came. I took out my penis at the last moment letting the jetting stream run down her thighs on to the slab.
We had tea and snacks sitting on the sofa, with soft music in the background. Then we started in earnest on what she had come there for. Since she was quick to grasp things we got through a lot very quickly. It was very cosy sitting on the sofa with Susan nestling into my shoulder. We would have sat there for almost three hours when she absent mindedly put her hands into my shorts and started caressing my dick while I was explaining something important. I suddenly lost my bearings and stopped. She turned around questioningly and then smiled, a lingering, knowing smile.
She continued working on the member in her hands as I explained. It was soon too much to control myself. I stopped, stood up and removed my shorts. This could become a habit. Or I could dispense with my clothes altogether. I lifted her up bodily and sat back down with her in my lap. She had conveniently omitted to put on her panties and was wearing only my shirt and I entered her slowly as her back slid down my front. She was an absolute fit on my lap. That was the first time I taught anybody buck naked with her sitting on my cock.
We went out to a nearby restaurant for dinner. It was a small restaurant that I visited regularly and was fairly empty at that time. We had a leisurely dinner, which both of us enjoyed tremendously. Then we went back and I taught her for some more time. Sometime in the night we felt drowsy and we just put off the light and went to sleep on the sofa, with her half on top of me, with as usual her wearing my shirt and I only a pair of shorts.
This was how you should wake up in the morning. With a woman’s mouth around your cock. Sucking, licking to her heart’s desire. Then mounting you and riding hard like a professional rodeo jockey. I lay there enjoying the sensations rippling through me. It was a long, long ride to the top. Then in a great burst my cum exploded into her cunt and dribbled down my waist. She bucked a few more times and then closed her own eyes in the throes of an orgasm.
As I lay there I heard the flush running. I also got up and entered the bathroom. I didn’t know that a man could get so hard again in such a short time. I didn’t know that one could want a girl so much that you felt that what heaven is both lying around stark naked in bed with loads of food and drink nearby and making love from morning to dusk. No wonder Omar Khayyam wrote those lines in the Rubaiyat. She was testing the waters when I went in. I came up behind her and when she stood up put my arms around her and cupped both her breasts. Keeping the hand there I lifted her up and deposited her on the closed closet sliding her down my body and turning her around at the same time. One thing that I had wanted to do was go down on her and I did this to the best of my ability and satisfaction.
The smell of her down there was heady and I liked the feel of her pussy lips closing on my tongue. She loved it and sat back leaning on the closet eyes closed. Periodically she would look out of her heavy hooded lids at what I was doing like a Goddess come to earth. After a while she tensed up and then went limp. When she stood up she was breathing as though she had just finished a marathon. I opened the tap of the shower and both of us moved under it together. It was sheer heaven to stand there entwined kissing deeply, hands moving feverishly over each others body. Then she stopped the shower suddenly and took out the soap and started applying it over my body. She explored each inch of my body in detail taking a long time over my penis and nipples. The fact that a man’s nipple is as sensitive as a woman’s I could understand then.
When she was done she started the shower again. She stood in front of me and pressed herself against me. We let the water wash us for sometime before she started kissing me deeply and intensely. Then she worked her way down over my body. I stood there letting her do whatever she wanted. When she reached my dong she stopped. Obviously she liked the size and shape of it and loved the pleasure it gave her. For she gave it the respect it deserved. If Susan wants to get anything out of me all that she has to do was this. I felt putty in her hands. Then my dong started quivering and a truckload of cum shot into her mouth. She swallowed as much as she could letting the rest dribble down her cheeks. I revised my earlier idea of a full day of lovemaking. I was feeling completely drained. But obviously Susan was made of sterner stuff. As I took the soap and ran the hand over her body she came alive again and by the time I stopped by finger fucking her in earnest she came once more over my hands.
I taught her for two more semesters. But other than the heady lovemaking we had when she came with her doubts and assignments we rarely got a chance to interact with each other. Our departments were far apart, our timings were different and she went in a different bus. Besides both of us were married people and we could not completely discount the fact. We kept our relationship a secret.
One fine day I realized the fact that I had not seen or heard from Susan for a long time. And it was almost time for her final semester. It was not fully my fault as I was busy with my doctoral studies. I took a detour to her department and peeped in. She was nowhere to be found. Maybe she was in some class.
Then one of the faculty members who looked familiar asked “Sir, who are you looking for?”
“Susan”
“You didn’t know? She had cancer of her kidneys.”
“Oh, God! I didn’t. Where is she now?”
“She left the college two months back”
“Will she be available at her house?”
“No. Unfortunately she died last week”