Seduced By Mallu MILF Teacher – Part 3

HarDick69 is back yeah. Thank you guys for your feedback and suggestions for my story. In the last part, me and my mallu milf teacher Beena were chatting on WhatsApp.

Beena: I believe it’s that girl you sit next to in the class, right?
Me: She was my crush at first. But..

Beena: But what happened, da?
Me: Then I saw this cute girl.

I sent the profile picture of Beena I had saved earlier! She was online but still, was not responding. And my best guess was that she was surprised to see her picture.

She stayed silent without sending any texts.

Me: I am sorry ma’am if this feels inappropriate but you are so sexy if I am being honest.
Beena: Da, you are my student but I have to thank you for the compliment.

I sent her a heart emoji.

Days went by and exams were nearing. It was nearly impossible for me to learn something from her special class. After all, you guys know what all have been happening. I couldn’t stop my lust for my sexy mall teacher.

She wore bright red lipstick and a silky black sleeveless blouse that day. That day was when she started to tease me. The blouse was backless. There was a single string tied across her back holding the blouse in place. And there wasn’t even a bra strap. That meant she wasn’t wearing a bra. It was as if she enjoyed teasing me during the special class.

She would wear the overcoat during the regular class and obviously nobody noticed her sexy attire which she hid underneath.

I really had to adjust my cock by putting my hand inside the pants while she sat next to me so that she wouldn’t see my boner. I did it when she was looking away. Her tummy was sweaty and I was getting tense worrying about myself losing control and crossing the line with her.

I accidentally knocked her pen off the desk. She bent down to pick up the pen. It was then I noticed her waistline.

Oh my god!

My milf teacher wore her saree below her waistline. She caught me staring when she looked up after kneeling to pick up her pen that fell on the floor right between my shoes. I had to widen my legs for her to pick up the pen.

My hard cock was released from the adjusted position it was kept in and came poking through the pants. Beena ma’am looked at me and my big cock. She repeated her confused, jaw-dropped stare.

She took a while to collect herself from the trance she had from that steamy situation. She then tried pulling her saree up to her waist after realizing that it was exposing her hip bone.

In the hurry, instead of grabbing the saree, Beena grabbed her panty and pulled it up! It was a heavenly sight to see that she was wearing some kind of expensive panty unlike most women I know. It was like a scene from a B-grade movie portraying the slutty female protagonist.

It made me so horny that I really wanted to whip out my dick and fuck my Kerala milf teacher right then and there with the evening rays of sun falling on her silky smooth hair. She felt the material of her panty and realized her sexy mistake. She looked at me and caught me staring at her panty exposed in the sides.

She adjusted her saree and said, “Let’s end today’s class here. We will continue in the next class. Call me later in the night. I want to talk to you about something.”

(Yeah baby! You have given me enough to jerk off for the entire weekend.)

Me: Ok, ma’am. I will call you.

I ran to the washroom after walking to the door. I had to get my thick cum out of my dick and plaster it on the bathroom wall. In the rush, I didn’t care about the fact that I had run into the girls’ washroom instead of the boys’ washroom! The intense smell of the sweat of the women who had been there reeked in the air making me kinky.

I loosened my belt, unzipped my pants, grabbed my balls, and brought my dick out. My cock was ready to burst from all the temptations it was facing earlier.

I realized the fact that I was inside the girls’ washroom and my horny self made me take out my pen from the pocket, go inside a bathroom stall and write inside the bathroom’s door these words in a legible but not in an obviously big size handwriting – “Beena is mine. I splash my cum on this door to seal the deal.”

I really wanted some naughty girls to find it and get kinky about the writing and the smell of semen inside the bathroom door. I then masturbated on the door on top of the writing.

Then I heard someone enter the washroom and enter one of the stalls. I heard a soft humming of a song which was joined by the trickling sound of pee. I was curious to know who it was.

Then the sound of a video playing from a smartphone echoed in the washroom. Some kinky girl was watching stepdad porn! I understood that it wasn’t my mallu milf teacher when I heard the voice moan, “Yes Daddy! Aaahhh! Fuck me.”

I was familiar with the voice. I just couldn’t remember. I wanted to get out of the girls’ washroom without getting caught. The intense huff puff continued and I sneaked out in the meantime.

I waited inside a classroom next to the girls’ washroom. I wasn’t surprised to see Ameya coming out of the washroom. This final-year student was the bombshell of the whole college. I will tell you guys about her in my upcoming stories.

Back home, I was massaging my balls thinking about Beena. Aaah! The balls were moving on its own, working on the next batch of cum.

I saw my phone which reminded me of Beena asking me to call her.

I quickly got up and dialed her number. She took the call immediately as if she was waiting for my call.

Me: Good evening, ma’am.

Beena: Evening da. I wanted to ask for your confirmation about conducting special classes at my home. You seem to not learn much from the special classes I conduct in college. Your parents are okay with it. You can come on the weekends. Saturday is fine for me. What about you?

Me: Ma’am, I’m okay with attending the classes. I will come by.

Beena: I really want my big boy to pass in flying colors. I want my big boy with that big D – I mean my big boy with that big potential in you to prove to your classmates that you are nothing less than them.

I was rubbing my cock when she called me ‘big boy’ and I was turned on when she was about to say that I had a big dick.

Me: You motivate me too much, Beena.

Beena: *silence*

Me: Sorry! I meant ‘ma’am’. I am not sure about passing with flying colors but I am sure you will help me like you have been doing all the time.

I ended my sentence in a slightly flirtatious tone.

Beena: You really have a lot to learn, da.

Uff, my mallu teacher was so sneaky when she was teasing me. Oh my god!

She sent me her location in WhatsApp. I arrived at her home on Saturday at about 8:30.

The door was opened by a very sexy petite young woman in her late 20s in workout clothes.

“Hi! I am Remya. I stay here with Beena. Come on in.”

I went in and took a seat, waiting for my Queen Beena. Remya continued her exercising in the living room.

Beena came after a short while in a red nightie with her hair rolled up in a towel. She was out of the shower and dried up. Her fresh fragrance was reaching into my senses. Her swaying walk captured my eyes onto her hips. She reached near me sitting on the sofa.

Beena: Remya, stop your workout and freshen up. My student is here. *turning to me* I will be back with some tea for you.

Remya stopped working out and sat near me. She was in her purple sports bra and matching leggings. Her underarms were sweaty. I could see that her pussy was also sweaty. Her leggings were tight and exposed her pussy lips. It was as if she wore no panty.

Remya: Hi! You must be the student she has been taking special care of. You see, she is unmarried and so am I. I work in a corporate company as a data analyst.

Me: You don’t appear like one to me.

Remya laughed.

Remya: She told you that she was single. Right? But did she tell you about me?

I looked at her confused. It took me a second to dawn upon me and my eyes widened as a response to her reveal.

To be continued in the next part.

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