Part 13 Tuitions

Post my management degree; I had joined a company in Bangalore when I had a great time with Neelam. I was subsequently posted to Mumbai and I had to take up a residence in our apartment. My wife and family stayed back in Bangalore. I was told it would be a short term assignment and I did not think it was good to move my family back to Mumbai. Our old chawl home had been demolished for redevelopment and my parents had moved into the other vacant apartment provided by the builder.

What followed were my long escapades with six of my neighbours, all residents of my apartment block.

It all started with Malini.

Malini caught my sexual fancy when I saw her first during her morning/ evening walks. She was a very beautiful MILF, very sexy, well maintained figure even at her age of 40 (then). She measures 34C-36-38. I had always seen her in a loose nylon sari taking her walks around the complex. Her pallu though pinned up would always slip exposing her right breast. At the age of 40, she had two children aged 20 and 18. Very healthy and beautiful children; she attributes it to breast feeding them until they were one and a half year olds. She was married very early immediately after her college and she bore her first child her son when she was only 20 and her second child Nirmala when she was 22. Her husband was a government officer.

I took her to bed within a week of her getting really acquainted with me. This happened in May 2001. Her second child was in twelfth standard and Malini was in desperate need for a tuition teacher for her girl. I had done some last minute coaching for 2 other girls in the complex during past few months and they had been successful in their exams.

She had met me in the lift and had smiled and had mentioned that she wanted to meet me at leisure and talk to me. I gave her the time and day she could meet me in my house, when nobody was around at her place.

On the schedule time she came over with her daughter. I spoke to her daughter for some time and then asked her to leave to let me talk to her mother. Malini had worn a blue nylon sari, very transparent. A light blue blouse with a deep neckline that exposed a good part of her deep cleavage. Her ample bosom was clearly visible from under the blouse. She noticed me staring at her body and adjusted her pallu to hide the exposure.

The daughter left and we were alone. I asked her if she was serious. She nodded.

“My rates are high, as you may know. Can you afford it?”
“I will try. Please let me know how much”
“Fifty thousand rupees for a year. Five days a week. No Sundays and public holidays. Only maths and science.”
“That is too much. Coaching classes charge much less than that. I could have put her in it”.
“Yes. But see the advantages. Individual attention, no travel time. Besides, all admissions to classes are already closed now. I am doing this only for you”.

She thought for a while. And then she stood up. She had inadvertently stepped on her pallu. And as she stood up, the pin that held it up broke and her pallu fell off, giving me a feast for my eyes and a good enough reason for a hard erection.

She quickly recovered and covered herself. I kept staring at her chest.
She said ”I may not be able to afford it. But I need you to be a bit considerate.”

“How much can you pay?”
“Twenty five thousand only”.
“Hmmm. Let’s see. It might be possible with a bit of your cooperation also,” I said, finally after a thought of seducing this woman to my bed.

“What can I do?” she asked anxiously.
“For you I will make it seven days a week in the late evenings. But your daughter will be here on Monday, Wednesday and Friday for tuitions.”

“Okay. But that is only three days. What about the other three days?”
“Not three days. But four. On Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday and Sunday, you will have to come here and spend some nice time with me. What do you say?”

I was not sure if this would work. I had been too straight and forthcoming. My proposal was outright vulgar and an indecent proposal for a woman like her.

“What do you mean by that? Why should I be here on 4 other days?”
“And what do you mean by spending nice time with you? I am not sure if I understood correctly”

I was amused by her innocence, that she did not get my double entendre statement.

“Dekhiye Malini. Aap ki beti bahut khubsoorat hai. Aur mujhe kehne mein koi sharam nahi hai kehne mein ki apne umr ke liye woh bahut sexy hai. Lekin, I don’t like to be called a child molester. Main tumhare saath waqt gujarna chahata hoon. You know what I mean? I would rather go to bed with a married experienced woman instead of a young girl.” I said.
(Look Malini. Your daughter is very beautiful. And I am not ashamed of saying that for her age she is very sexy……I would like to spend time with you)

She was taken aback and shocked at my blatantly sexual proposal.

“Aap ko sharam nahin ati kya? Aise baat karte hue. Main to tumhe shareef samajh thi thi. Accha aadmi. Lekin aap to shaitan nikale.” She shouted at me in anger.
(Don’t you feel ashamed to talk like this. I thought you were a decent man, a good man. But you turned out to be devil)

“Hello Malini. Hello… Maine koi zabardasti nahin ki hai tumse. Proposal rakha hai tumhara samne. Main accha aadmi hoon. Warna abhi isi waqt tumhari izzat loot leta. Tumhe nahin pata ki tumne aur tumhari beti ne mere andar ek aag paida kar diya hai. Abhi agar mein pant nikalke dikhaoon to mera pura khadak aur lamba ho gaya hai. Dekho phir kehta hoon. Chahe to proposal ko haan bolo ya chalti bano”
(I have not forced you into anything. I have just placed a proposal in front of you. I am a good man. Else I could have raped you just now. You don’t know that you and your daughter have stoked a fire inside me. I can show you now how hard and long you have made my cock. I am repeating it. Take it or take a walk)

“Dekhiye..aisa mat kijiye. Main desparate hoon tuitions ke liye. Galat fayada mat uthaiye”
(See..don’t do this. I am desparate for tuitions. Please don’t take advantage of my situation)

“Even I am desparate. Jabse tumhe dekha hai, jee chah raha hai ki main tumhara saath sex karoon. Teri jawani ab bhi barkaraar hai. Tum bahut sexy lagti ho mujhe. Soch lo. Jyaada kuch nahin maang raha hoon. Sirf meri badan ki aag thanda karne ki maang kar rahan hoon”

(Even I am desparate. Ever since I have seen you, I have wanted to have sex with you. Your body is still young. I find you very sexy. Think about it. I am not asking for much. I am only asking you to cool down my hot body)

She was not giving in so easily. I persisted. I knew she had little choice, and come worst case she would refuse.

“Give me time to think”

“Koi baat nahin. Mujhe jawab nahin chahiye. Kal apni beti ko tuition ke like bhej dena. Aur tum Mangalwar dopahar ko aa jaa na. Mera vishwas karo, ek baar mere saath sex karne ke baad, tum chahogi ki tumhai beti ke tuitions ke din bhi tum mere saath isi tarah sex karti raho”

(Take your time. You need not reply. Just send your girl on Monday for tuition and you come on Tuesday afternoon. Let me assure you that after having sex with me once, you will wish that you have sex with me even on the days your daughter has tuitions)

Her girl came on Monday for tuition and she came on Tuesday afternoon. I had broken her resolve. Now I only had to ensure that I had sex with her such that she would come back to my bed on her own.

She turned up at my door on Tuesday afternoon. She appeared nervous. She had put on a pink sari and a pink blouse. As usual her cleavage showed. I led her to the bedroom and made her comfortable on the bed. She sat without a word spoken. I went to the kitchen and brought her some juice to drink. She gulped it down. I sat down next to her.

“Did you ask your girl how my teaching was?” I asked trying to relax her mood. She was obviously scared and nervous. I had to put her at ease, if I had to get her to cooperate.

“Yeah, she said you were excellent. She doesn’t regret not going to classes. You have a different way of teaching and she can remember it easily now she said”.

I smiled. “I am in excellent in sex too, and you won’t regret it either”.

“I am scared that someone might come to know and my reputation is at stake. I am a happily married woman. I have a family”

I held her in my arms and embraced her.

“You are not alone. Have you told Nirmala about this? I haven’t told her”
She shook her head and said, “No. How do you think I can tell her?”
“So if you are not going to tell and I am not going to tell, how will anyone know? And my reputation is at stake too, so we will take care of that whenever we meet. And I am a married man too with a family. As for you being happily married, you will soon find out the meaning of happiness”

She reluctantly brought her arms around me. I kissed on her cheek and forehead. One must proceed gradually when having sex with married women. I held her face and looking into her eyes asked, “May I kiss your lips?”

She nodded slowly with lots of hesitation, but her lips quivered in anticipation of my lips on hers.

I kissed her on her thin lips and let my tongue into it to explore the secrets of her oral cavity. She was receptive. And soon she began to explore mine.

I asked her to sit on the side of the bed. I knelt in front of her and kissed her feet. She jumped up.
I pulled her back. I lifted her sari upto her knees and looked at her. She closed her eyes. I bent down and went under her sari, kissing her smooth legs all the way up to her thighs. I felt her panties with my hands. I lunged at her privacy. She was overcome with shock and collapsed on the bed.

I withdrew. Her eyes were still closed.

“What happened?”
“My husband has never done this to me”.
“I will teach you all those things that excite a woman and give her pleasure”.

I pulled her pallu aside and exposed her lovely breast enclosed in the pink blouse. I kissed her lips, her face all over and took gentle bites of her ear lobes and shoulders. I kissed her bosom and went further down to her nipples. I unbuttoned her blouse slowly, kissing and teasing her with every button. Every button opened exposing her white body, heated by my loins further. I removed her blouse. She had closed her eyes. I bent forward and kissed her chest and bosom. I licked her cleavage. She breathed hard as my hot breath blew over her breasts.

She had worn a white bra. I held her hands and made her stand up. I unwound her sari. She had worn white petticoat. She crossed her arms to cover her bosom. I stepped back to have a better look at the woman I was about to fuck. She looked beautiful in her bareness.

My erection was hard. I removed my clothes down to my underwear. My penis strained against the underwear. She looked at it, smiled faintly and turned away.

I held her face and made her look at me. “Tumhe isse pyaar ho jayega, promise. Abhi to aur bahut kuch dekhna hai tumhe” (You will start loving this, I promise. You still have a lot more to see)

I pulled her towards me and gave her a big hug. My penis thrust against her abdomen. I kissed her lips and she responded. I bit her earlobes and cheeks. I turned her around and embraced her from behind. I rubbed my erection in the cleavage of her bottom cheeks. She threw her head back in ecstasy. I kissed her neck and cupped her breasts, giving her a light squeeze. She pressed herself against me. Her breasts were ample and soft.

I turned her and kissed her again. I knelt in front of her and pulled the string of her petticoat. It dropped on the floor. She had worn a black panty that was already wet by her juices. I moved my hand over her legs and thighs and up her buttocks and held them. She was losing her balance. She held on to me. She was now breathing heavily, or rather struggling to breathe.

I pulled her towards me and pressed my face and mouth against where her pubis might have been. I rubbed myself there. She fell to her knees.

“I can’t take it. This is too much for me”.
“I haven’t even begun sweetheart”.
“You must understand that I haven’t done this thing before.”

I was perhaps a bit too fast on her, even when I had all the time. I held her by her shoulders and made her sit on the bed. I asked her to relax and take deep breaths. I asked her if she wanted water. She nodded and I went away to the kitchen to get her another glass of juice instead, and she almost drank it all in one gulp.

I asked her to relax and pulled up a pillow against the bed rest as she moved backwards. She looked very very sexy for a 40 year old; sitting there in her panty and bra. She no longer appeared shy in that she was still exposed in front of a 34 year old man in his underwear, sporting a hardon. I sat down next to her and held her hand.

“Alright. Let’s talk. How often do you have sex with your husband?”
“Its been a very long time, I don’t even remember” she said.

“How do you satisfy your needs then?”
“What needs?” she asked.
“I mean, you have your physical needs of course, like sex. How do you manage? Do you masturbate?”
“No. I don’t.” she said with head bent down obviously not very comfortable with my questioning. I persisted none the less.

“What does your husband do exactly when he has sex, or whenever he had sex last with you?”

“Lips chumte the. Main unka penis touch karti thi to turant bada ho jata tha. Phir woh mere breasts chooste the, main apna pair failati thi. Woh andar daalte the, aur dus minute ke andar unka ras dalkar, so jaate the”

(He kisses my lips. I touch his penis and the moment I do that, it starts getting big. He then sucks my breasts and as soon as I open my legs, he pushes it in. In ten minutes, he ejaculates and then goes off to sleep.”

“Tumhe mazaa aata tha?”
(Do you enjoy it?)

She hesitantly shook her head.
“Ab aaraha hai? I asked.
(Are you enjoying now?)

She nodded but said, “Pata nahin. Sahi hai ya galat. Mujhe dar sa lag raha hai”
(I don’t know. Right or wrong. I am a bit scared)

I assured her, and kissing her hand, “Darne ki zaroorat nahin. Hum ye sab chup chap karte rahenge. Kisi ko pata bhi nahi chalega. Aur rahi baat tumhari sex ki, mujhe nahin pata tumhare husband tumhare saath ab sex kyon nahin karte, lekin tum mujhe bahut hi sexy lagti ho. Is umr mein bhi tumhara body mast hai aur sexy bhi.”
(There is no reason to be afraid. We will do all this secretly. Not a soul will know. And about your sex, I don’t know why your husband doesn’t have sex with you, but I find you very sexy. Even at this age your body is beautiful and sexy)

She blushed and said,”Pata nahin doosare mard ke saath sex mujhe pasand aayega ki nahin”
(I don’t know if I will enjoy sex with another man)

“Then enjoy. See. There are some things that you might have wanted to do to your husband in bed and some you wanted him to do. Tell me.”

She nodded. She was hesitant, but she opened up upon my insistence.

“Main chahti hoon ki wo mujhe neeche choose. Kabhi peeche se bhi karna chahiye. Main hamesha chahti thi ki main unka penis mooh mein lekar choosoon. Dekhna chahti hoon kaisa taste hai. Unka ras peene ka shoukh hai. Jab bacche hue, to main apna breast ka doodh pilane ki khoshish ki thi, accha lagta tha. Lekin unhonne kabhi nahin piya”

(I wanted him to lick me down here. Sometimes I want him to put his penis from behind and do it. I always wanted to take his organ in my mouth and suck, to see what it tastes like. I wanted to drink his semen. When the kids were born, I tried to give my breast to him to suckle my milk, but he never did.)

She was sobbing.

“Hey hey. Don’t cry. Do you mind if I do all this with you.”
She did not reply. I got up and waited.

I removed my underwear. I was naked. My erection was hard and erect. I stood in front of her. The penis was inches from her face. She looked up at me. I smiled and held her face. She wiped her tears and controlled herself. I indicated with my eyes towards my penis. She cautiously kissed it.

“Tell me how to do it. I have never done it before. I want to do it”.
“Let me show you. Give me your thumb’. I sucked her thumb and demonstrated how she could suck my cock just as I gave her a thumb suck.

She kissed my cock again and licked me down. She held my balls and gave a gentle squeeze. She carefully and very slowly opened her mouth wide and I saw my huge cock disappearing into her mouth. I felt the wetness of her mouth around my penis. Her tongue licked my glans inside, my fluid mixing with her saliva. She began to suck my penis gently just as I had demonstrated to her.

I was beginning to get wet. She continued to suck me as if there was no tomorrow. It was hard for me to believe that just a few minutes ago she was trying to cover her body and was resisting my advances. It appears that my pep talk had gone all the way and now she was determined to enjoy her sexual side of her life.

Her sucking had gained pace. I was approaching my climax. I asked her,”I am coming. Do you want me to do it in your mouth?”. Without interrupting, she signed a thumbs up.

In another few sucks, I sent a load of hot sticky cum into her mouth.

“Pee le” I ordered as I continued to ejaculate into her mouth.
(Swallow it)

She released my cock and swallowed my cum. She took it in again and continued sucking me, and emptying me of my juice.

She at last withdrew when no more cum was forthcoming. She stood up and wiping her mouth, kissed me on my lips.

“Did you like it? How did it feel?”
“I don’t know what to say. I cannot express it. It was the first time I had a penis in my mouth. And it was the first time I swallowed any cum. I could feel you stiffening just before you released it. And your cum was hot and smooth. I liked the taste. Never tasted anything like that before.”

I kissed her on her lips. “Just satisfy yourself and me”.
“Would you like to continue today?”

“What is your plan? You want to have sex with me?”
“Yeah, if you are ready. Even sucking cock and drinking cum is having sex”.
“Can you do it again? So fast?”.

I smiled at her and nodded. “You won’t believe what I am capable of”
“Take that off” I said pointing to her panty.

She removed it without hesitation. I seated her on the corner of the bed. I knelt in front of her.
“Don’t move away”.

I kissed her legs and her thighs. I moved up to her triangle, thick and lush with pubic hair. Somewhere, hidden among the hair lay her most private organ and it was waiting for me to explore the secrets. I touched it with my hand, and she sighed. I kissed it gently for her reaction. She was ecstatic. She was no longer resisting my touch.

I moved my hands in her hair and slowly touched her clitoris. She twitched. I bent forward and tickled it with my tongue. And then I lapped it up. I vigorously licked her wet cunt swallowing her juices. I inserted my tongue into the cunt and moved it inside. It was hot for both of us. She was oozing profusely. I licked her cunt for a few more seconds and then got up to kiss her. I kissed her lips and she probed me, tasting her own juices in my mouth.

I lay next to her on the bed. I moved my hands behind her back searching for the hook of her bra. I unhooked it and with my face pushed it up exposing her lovely breasts. They were white dotted with small faint nipples. I held them in my hands and gently pressed them. She held my face and pushed her nipple into my mouth and pressed her breast against me. I sucked on it, teasing it with my tongue. She released her pressure and relaxed. I mounted her, with my mouth still on her warm breast.

“Oof maa…Kitne saal ho gaye inko chuswake. Aur chooso..”
(OMG. It has been ages since they were sucked. Suck more)

She held my cock and began to shake it with her hand. She opened her legs wide and guided my staff into her wet pussy. I slid smoothly into her vagina and began to pump away into it. I was busy with her breast, alternating between the two. Consideirng that her vagina had not been penetrated for so many years, it was a very smooth entry.

I had pumped for about five minutes when I felt closer to my ejaculation. I came with a thunderous explosion and sent in volumes of semen into her. I collapsed on top of her, with my erection still inside. She pushed me over and bent down on my cock and licked it clean. Both of us were exhausted. We lay on the bed, sweating profusely. She kissed my nipples and my torso.

“Thank you, Gopal. This has been one of the best moments of my life. I do not regret, betraying my husband for sex. Assure me that every week you will satisfy me like this.”

I nodded. I said, ”Except during your periods”. “I understand,” she said.
Since then, I have been fucking her in every pore every day of the week. I stopped taking money and was doing the tuitions for free. And she doesn’t regret getting fucked. She has been enjoying her new found sexuality. Her daughter passed her semester exams with flying colours. I asked her for a gift.

“Kya chahiye aapko. Jo chahiye doongi agar de sakti hoon to. Aaj tak aap hi ne mujhe sab kuch diya hai. Aap ne paise bhi nahi liye” she said.

(What do you want. I will give you whatever you ask for, if it is possible for me to. Until now, it is you who have been giving me everything. You didn’t take money for the tuitions also)

“Soch lo. Keemat badi hai” I said.
(Think about it. The price is too high)

“Boliye to” she insisted.
(Tell me)
“Nirmala” I said.

I expected her to get shocked and angry. But surprisingly, she showed no such emotions.

“Mujhe time chahiye use convince karne ke liye. Aakhir apni beti de rahin hoon apne premi ko”
(I need time to convince her. After all I will be giving my daughter to my lover)

“Virgin hai kya?” I asked. (Is she a virgin?)
“Haan” (Yes)