Sexual Adventures With Mom And Others

My college days were a confused state. I always was horny. I constantly went with many methods to satisfy my urges but all left me urging for more. Like groping my mom’s boob in sleep, like licking my sister’s neck and putting my hand inside her t-shirt to cares her budding tits, while she was sleeping.

My dad was a doctor, my mom was a doctor and my sister was one year older than me. My dad was never around for me, he was always busy famous doctor, he mostly had night shifts, maybe because of that, I had no one to guide me. The craving never stopped, it kept growing on me.

While in my 12th standard like every other kid I was going to tuition. The institute was run by a govt school teacher his name was Ramakrishnan. He was an orthodox Brahmin. He used the top floor of his building for running the institute and the ground floor was his residence.

There were different teachers for different subjects. The owner’s wife Sridevi was also a teacher. She was an expert in chemistry. I was a very smart kid in the class. As a result, most teachers at my school and the institute knew me very well.

I was very close with all the teachers because I genuinely loved learning. I was always a curious one. The owner Ramakrishnan was a friendly teacher. He liked me for my smartness. I was in his list of centum scorers in final exams, all teachers would have that list, I was in it.

So he was very open to helping me, anytime I could call him. He would ask me to come over to his place to clear my doubts. Once I was in his residence around 8 pm in the night. Ramakrishnan was very tensed, he was sweating profusely. He also looked pale.

He ignored it and was very intense in brainstorming with me about mathematics. But I was worried because I knew the symptoms of the most disease because my dad’s brains rubbed on me. I stopped Prof.Ramakrishnan and told him, “Sir you don’t look good, is something bothering you?”

“Nothing Ragu, just tensed, nothing much,” I was not satisfied with an answer, but I continued with my doubts. He was turning pale by the minute. He was turning whiter than he already was. “Sir seriously you don’t look good, please tell me what it is.”

Before he could say any words he fainted and fell unconscious. I was dumbstruck. I didn’t know what to do. I quickly ran to their bedroom and knocked on it. There was Sridevi, she opened the door.

I was sweating, and she knew something was wrong She could see it on my face. I have never seen her out of the class, she was an orthodox woman, or so I thought. This time she was wearing pajama’s shirt and pant. I have never known she had such big ones.

I forgot my maths teacher, who was unconscious in the hall. I was admiring her beauty. She was around 34 years old, brilliant woman with great stunning and freakishly hot body, but she doesn’t know that. I guessed her boob was around dd size.

She had a 4-year-old kid, whom I saw was sleeping in the bed, through background behind her. “What is it Ragu?” I snapped out of the imagination. “Sir just fainted, he seems to not respond, please come to the hall!”

She came running to the hall. She was shocked. She ran towards him, he was on the floor in between the sofa and the tea table. He was one of the floors like a dead corpse. She was crying uncontrollably, I went and pulled her back.

“Madam please, we should take him to the hospital. My dad is a doctor.” I knew most people there, also the ambulance guy was a frequenter to my house because of his work. I had is the personal number. “Please be calm Sridevi.”

The ambulance was in their house within 10 minutes. We reached the hospital in another 11 minutes. Everything was ready at the hospital because dad was powerful there. The stretcher rolled in, he was immediately taken in, without much formality or any such sorts.

Within another 5 minutes, he was given diagnosed with an early stage of the mild heart attack. He was given blood dilators and oxygen pump was attached. My dad came into the room.

“Nothing to worry madam, he is alright, he had a mild attack, but nothing to worry now, in the future he will need regular exercise and low cholesterol foods. That’s it. Also, he will need to keep him for the night for observation, no biggie.”

She was relieved. She was watching him sleep. I went and spoke to my dad if I could stay for a while. He seemed ok with it. It was around 12 in the night. Both of them fell asleep. I came back to the room. The room was silent and there was no one around.

Sridevi was sleeping on the chair, with her head tilted backward. Ramakrishna was also in his deep sleep. I was turned on by her body. She should have been a model, instead, she chooses to marry this loser Ramakrishnan who was having a heart attack at the age of 40’s.

I went near her, tried to wake her by putting my hand on her shoulder. She was deep in her sleep. I was looking at her wonderful body. I quickly checked if the door was shut. It was. Her legs were stretched and her head tilted back, leaving her boobs very big.

It was trying to breach out of the nightgown. I again tried to wake her, this time on her chest just above her boobs. It was a horny feeling. Still nothing. I now carefully went and undid just her top button, and spread the collars as much as possible.

I could get access to her wonderful cleavage. I went behind her chair, to get a deeper view of the boobs. God was a bitch, he was testing me to the utmost here. Now I tried to pull the shirt to one side so that I can see her bra strap.

It was so hot. I was sweating like a pig, the thought of getting caught by my dad or my teacher was both frightening and thrilling. It was a mixed feeling and that gave me more courage to go ahead and touch her. All I needed was an excuse.

This time I went out and got a blanket and a memory foam pillow from the nurses. Came back. I was staring at the meat that was sleeping on the chair uncomfortably. I put her legs together while getting up I slid my hand and touched her vagina it was soft as the pillow that I was holding, over her pants.

Then I lifted her head and placed the pillow. I lightly slid my hand behind her back and touched the back of her bra strap. The feeling of touching her soft skin and the flawless white skin turned me on more. Still nothing, she was still sleeping.

“What the hell, your husband was in a serious attack, and you sleep like a dead body.” I snapped out of it again. I took the blanket and spread it over her. While I was doing that, I touched her boobs, to my heart’s content. I was groping it, first one, then other, then both.

I was getting hornier. I didn’t know what to do. I can’t go any further. So I was about to leave. Before that, I went and put my hand inside her shirt, and touched her bra cups. Then tried to go behind it, but was too scared. So I took out my hand and left.

I reached home around 1:30 am. I had the hard time sleeping because of what happened. My mom was sound asleep in dad’s room. My sister and I shared the same bedroom. I occasionally slept in dads room, today I did that.

I went and lay down because I was frustrated with my blue balls. Mom was sleeping next to me. I was very horny I wanted to do something to get rid of that feeling. I turned towards mom and she was snoring. I slowly lifted my hand put it on her boobs, and waited if she showed any reaction.

“Bullseye.” I was directly on her boobs. With her one boob directly under my palm. I started groping it. Pressing it like a softball. I was using my other hand to stroke my dick. Now after some time, I got bored with it. I lifted my hand and was staring at her boobs.

By God’s luck, she turned to the other side, showing me her back. She was wearing a nighty with the zipper at the back side. I quickly went ahead without any fear, because the adrenaline was rushing through my blood, and unzipped it.

I took my phones flash and started flashing it on her back. There it was, her bra’s strap, I undid it without any fear, and loosened it to the least clasp. Now the bra was loose on her body like a baggy t-shirt. I zipped the back of her nighty so that I don’t get caught.

Her arm was blocking me from touching her boobs. I pushed her arm forward, it slid down like a rock falling down a slope. Now the coast was clear. I went ahead and pulled her bra upwards, it was easy because the bra was technically loose.

Now one of her boobs was free of bra’s fence. It was freestyling. I was turned on to the pinnacle, by that thought. Now I was ready to unzip the back of her nighty again. I boldly went ahead and slid my hand via the back side. It was the mix of sweat and soft skin.

I reached her underboob. It was warm, like an incubator the right amount of warmness. Now went upwards the hill and reached the nipple. It was perky, I was pinching it lightly. Now I was freakishly boldly I wanted to see it.

So opened the bra this time and pulled her nighty out via the arm, she was partially exposed like one boob was out. With the bra lying on top of her chest. I was stroking my dick so hard, I was about to climax.

I was now super horny stroking it faster and faster. I boldly turned her to my side, she was no flat with her back exposed without a bra or nighty. Now I peeled her nighty from the front. Her bra strap slid from her left arm.

I was looking at her boob for the first time. It was big but not like Sridevi. A consolation prize. I was so fucked up. I went and pulled the other nighty down. She was fully topless, both the boobs out, and the bra irregularly lying on top of her. I was pressing both of it to my dick’s content.

And finally, I climaxed in my pants. I quickly came to the realization of what would happen. I quickly went and pulled things back to the way it should be. I turned her, and clasped her bra again and zipped her fucking zipper. Thank god, I got away this time, but I was not lucky for a long time.

Also, Sridevi’s story was not the end, it was just a temporary dud. I was a fucking master genius, I knew how to get her, the plan I would devise was not of an 18-year-old. Also, I wanted to know why Ramakrishnan fainted. Stay tuned for the series. Give me a thumbs up if you liked it. Also, this was my first post. So critical comment is welcome.