To Rajan Sir With Love – Part 1

Hi folks! I’m Bala. Back with yet another interesting episode of my sextravaganza. Hope you will enjoy reading my story. Your valuable suggestions and comments are solicited as before. Thanks.

We returned to the hostel thanking Arjun for his company and his parents for the excellent hospitality. Our encounters became less frequent and of short duration. It was a teaching staff of the biology department who exposed me to another phase, which I least dreamt of.

Rajan sir, a teaching faculty of the zoology department. He was a 28-year-old bachelor. 5’ 7” tall. Well-built muscular guy, with a smiling face. Powerful magnetic eyes and pleasing manners. But a hard taskmaster and a strict disciplinarian. He had joined the department only that year.

Incidentally. I learned during a casual chat with him that he was a distant relative from my mother’s side. I was one of his favorite students due to my academic proficiency and common interests like music, board games, etc. Our bond got stronger. Many of my classmates used me as a cover to approach him.

One evening, we had a demo class on frog dissection in the practicals and a lecture on the reproductive systems in the animal kingdom. I was helping sir in clearing the mess(attendant was on leave). That’s when he asked me whether I would help him in compiling the data and reference work for his research paper.

He was doing a part-time Ph. D. program. I promised that I would be there on Sunday morning. I informed Sharath that I might be delayed for lunch due to some work in sir’s house. I reached his place (upstairs portion) by 10. 00 am. Rang the bell and waited. He half-opened the door, asked me to get in and locked the door.

It consisted of one bedroom(bath attached), kitchen, hall cum study. I was shocked to find him only in a towel around his waist. Still wet after a bath. He saw me ogling at him. Apologized for his appearance and asked me to relax on the sofa while he finished his prayers and got dressed.

I felt mesmerized looking at his near-nakedness with the strong biceps. He had broad shoulders and a moderately hairy chest. Flat abs and the ruffled curly wet hair at close quarters. He asked me what I will have. Coffee or tea? I insisted that I would prepare tea for both of us before he finished his chores.

We had tea after he came back in dhoti and a towel over his shoulders. I found it difficult to take my eyes off him. But coming to senses, I set to complete the task of compilation. “Tea was excellent. It looks you have imbibed chithi’s (my mother) culinary skill and you’re just a carbon copy of her. I’m attracted to you from the day I saw you on the hostel day function in feminine get-up,” he commented.

I blushed and said, “Sir. Let us go ahead with the task. ” He said, “I’m your sir only in college. Call me anna(brother) as you did when I visited your house a decade ago. You know your parents are very famous among all the relatives. Be it close or distant one. ”

The work of crosschecking the references and editing was over in record time. Amazed at my skill and research orientation, he thanked me for the help. It was only 11. 30 am, and I was ready to leave. He pulled me and making me sit on the sofa by his side, said, “What’s the hurry? We can go out for lunch if you don’t mind.”

I requested him to excuse me as I had not informed in the hostel mess. He was sitting near me with one hand on my shoulder and his face menacingly close to mine. He nestled me and kissed on my cheek most unexpectedly. It was a reward for my timely help and excellent tea!

I shivered slightly as the towel slipped off him and his bare chest pressed against my arm. I felt odd. But while trying to wriggle out of his grip, my hand brushed his thigh and the tent caused by his stiff, raging cock. I felt a high voltage current passing through me! I was scared to the core.

My armpits getting wet due to excessive sweating. His greedy eyes expressed his desire wanting something more from me. I resisted him and pleaded. “Anna, it’s wrong. You are my teacher and a relative too. Not only your reputation will be spoilt. But I’ll be skinned alive if my dad comes to know. ”

But he was adamant. All of a sudden he inserted his palm into my vest and was exploring me. His fingers teasing my rigid nipple (most erogenous spot) made me moan softly. I was realizing that my resistance was slowly melting away. I was out of my wits.

It was the first time for me in broad daylight and I was trembling. He took it as the green signal and caressing my back, cupped my spongy boob. Squeezed it softly. I was now at the crossroads. Debating whether to accept the carnal pleasure and enjoy or decline it on moral grounds.

I knew it was not the first experience for me. Hence, settled for the former for whatever it is worth. I yielded and rested my face on his firm hairy chest. Running my fingers over his bosom. He was overjoyed with this and hugged me tightly in excitement. My hesitation and inhibitions were totally gone.

I was awaiting his erotic game.  Once inside the bedroom, he undressed me and laid on the bed. I pulled his dhoti in one go and his free one-eyed monster was staring at me. I was amazed to see for the first time. An adult cock in full bloom. It was uncut like mine. 7. 5” long. Dark-brown. Stout and stiff.

The purple mushroom head bathed in slimy and glistening precum. Standing majestically amidst the bushy pubic hair and reflecting the height of his eroticism. He pounced on me like a wild animal on its prey and started rubbing his hot torso against mine.

At the same time letting our pricks also exchange the heat. Holding my face in his palms, he gave me a wonderful and passionate lip kiss like a lover. He sucked my luscious pink lips. His tongue explored my mouth and our tongues had a tango dance.

He asked me to suck his tongue. It was an unforgettable, the first-time experience to me. I was in a different world of excitement altogether. After a smooching and licking spree from top to bottom. He was sniffing my armpit, commenting that my man scent was fabulous.

Sweet-scented, yet having an intoxicating effect. I giggled and he shifted his focus on my boobs. “Omg. What mouth-filling and suckable, milky boobs you have!” He exclaimed. I was thrilled to hear his comment. His erotic nipple-sucking with biting and pulling of my nipples rendered me breathless.

I was moaning a bit loud, pressing his head to my chest. His initial slow sucking became fast and furious. As if he was possessed! He changed sides and continued to his maximum satisfaction. Leaving my boobs swollen and the nipples bright red and highly rigid against my milky white skin.

The lust and greed in his eyes were on the increase. He wanted a second round. I pushed him on the bed and got on him saying it was my turn now. I couldn’t do justice to the lip kissing like him. But he commended my effort. I buried my face in his armpit and his intoxicating man-scent hit my brains.

I felt hypnotized. My lips brushed against his bushy hair, tickling him. At the same time tasting the salty sweat which he did not expect from me. I gave him a good but fast nipple-sucking pleasure. My method of deep sucking like a vacuum and sudden release of the nipple rendered him breathless.

He was experiencing a shock spreading all over him. He said, “That was excellent. I require more services from you.” As it was getting late. I suggested we go for a quick parallel cock-servicing. He agreed and I immediately climbed on him and took his dick, giving mine to him.

He was madly sucking my member as if there was no tomorrow. While I was slow and steady, licking his purple head like the tip of ice cream. Going till the base to get my nostrils tickled by the forest there, I gave him a nice blowjob. He could not control and he was kicking and writhing in the exciting delight.

I started stroking and sucking his dick faster and the pressure on him was mounting slowly. Suddenly, he became rigid as if electrified and declared, “I’m nearing a crescendo. I might cum at any moment. You’re just great! I’m feeling so heavenly. Yes. I’m cumming. My love. ”

Suddenly, I felt his anal sphincters constricting. His hot, thick sweet-smelling, salty cum filled my oral cavity. Ejected in spurts. He and his bro became limp and slumped on the bed. Half the cum spilled out. The rest into my gullet. He appeared as if he was in trance and looking at me.

Eyes half-closed yearned to taste my cum. I sat near his head masturbating and reaching the climax. I inserted my cock into his mouth and spewed a full load of my love juice at regular intervals. He gulped it fully and chuckled his tongue to express its sweet flavor and taste.

He embraced and lip kissed me to taste the cocktail of our own cums.  Realizing it was getting late, I got dressed after a quick wash and he followed suit. “How was it? Satisfied now? ” I asked.

He replied, “Not quite. But ok. I’m on cloud 9 right now! I want much more than this and a more leisurely session for prolonged excitement, my Sundari! By the way. You’re no amateur in this game. Contrary to your timid and innocent look. Right? Tell me the truth.”

I smiled and told him that I would discuss with him later. I promised him a more leisurely and exciting session soon. We went out. Myself to the hostel and him to a hotel nearby. Waving at each other.  To be continued.