Professor Ruksana – The Intellectual Bitch

Hi,

This is James de (If you like my story, mail me at [email protected]). I present a story based on reality, though the sex postures and name of teacher (of cos) have been changed for rhetorical purposes.

I was a studious guy. I still am. Reading was my passion. Perhaps that was the reason that I used to participate in class discussions with such vigor that all teachers whether art school or college were deeply impressed with me. And Professor Ruksana was also one of them. She was, and is, an intellectual of very high standards. She was 39 when it happened. But she never looked 39. She looked like an inexperienced young professor of 25-28, until she told me her age. She taught Philosophy. I was an engineering student, humanities courses were requirement of the college. SO, i ended up in her course. She was vibrant in the class. Boys no doubt used to ogle her all the time. But she was always composed.

I passed out. I was one of the topper of my batch and so, I was excited when I returned for convocation. I was with friends when I saw her coming out of her car. She had changed her hairstyle. Her clothing was very simple. But simplicity was her strength. Her clean fair face, with her characteristic light red lipstick, loosely tied hair and her thin body – all made her elegant like no one else. I approached her to say,” Good morning.”

She replied her with natural energy. She knew about the convocation. She invited me to her room (don’t get excited, nothing happened in her room). We had a coffee there. We started chatting. I was now a professional, no more a student. She shared about her life. She was unmarried. She had lived in 13 countries and her every word reflected scholarship. At that moment, I actually wished if I had a wife as cool as her.

We started discussing books we recently read. And she almost taking me by surprise invited me for lunch. She took a lecture where I accompanied her and sat in the class as she taught. Then went to her house. Her house was just like her clean and had typical elegance like her clothes, like her walk, like everything about her. She always produced an awe in me.

I helped her with bringing food to table. I have hair on my arms, her arms are smooth like silk. As our arms rubbed while working, I felt a rush in my veins with the contrast of her pure femininity and my masculine roughness. And i am sure she must have felt that too. We ate normally and finished as normally. Then I really don’t know how when the time to leave came, we kissed.

It was as if both of us were waiting and once we kissed there was no stopping. I almost tore apart her navy blue saree. She was lean but her breasts were ample as compared to her body. I sucked and sucked and sucked. I was caught, almost forgetting there was much else to this beautiful woman. It was when she pulled my hair after a bite on her nipples that I saw her face and imagined how those silky lips would feel on my rough and dark cock. I stood up. I was paused with my eyes seeing her but my thoughts in the imagination. She silently sat down.

I saw my imagination coming true. She pulled down my trousers and underwear and licked my cock on the upper side. then another lick, then another, then another. I was erect to my full- 7 inches. She held my cock in her soft hand and took my right ball in her mouth. I almost jumped. She laughed. Kissed my cock head. Assured me and took the ball again in her mouth. I was more controlled now. The sensation was so intense that I was crazed. She sucked the left ball next. I was on heaven. She was the nymph. She made me cum with just ball sucking and got herself a facial.

I sat down on the floor beside her. I asked her to turn. She raised her butt, her cute soft hips were in front of my eyes. Her pink vagina was ready to be mine. I, with my masculine instinct, held her waist and inserted. I had chosen her asshole. It was tighter than I could ever imagine. I could listen her suppressed scream. I wrapped my legs around her. I had groped her boobs. She was carrying me on her back. I was banging her ass. Her soft ass was pressing against my pelvis and i was wild enough to stretch the walls of her asshole like animals. She named me, “her gorilla”. I don’t know how but i liked it. I did not stop after shooting my cum inside her once. I continued till she could not carry me anymore and succumbed on the ground.

I wanted to fuck. I was mad. I turned her. She silently followed. She was the best woman I knew. And she had opened her mouth once again. I sat on her mouth. My balls were resting on her chin. She was gagging on my cock, her saliva wetting my cock, her tongue trying to grip on it. Her big beautiful eyes were popping out as she gagged. I was looking at them and smiling. I came again.

We both got up the floor. She was very calm. “Want some water?” she asked.

I started smooching her. She was laid on the lunch table with her legs open wide ready to embrace me as i got myself on her. But this was not very comfortable as our legs were hanging in air. I asked her where the bed was, carried her there. And she sat on my lap and it was her turn to ride. She was enjoying it. Going up and down. And reverse cow-girl. Her hips wiggling up and down as she rode my cock.

I was now normal and wanted to thoroughly fuck her. I laid her and fucked her for almost two hours. I almost crushed her body with my weight and press. She blew my cock clean after every shot. But 69 was the best. Her tongue is a wonder. Like a razor she touched it in such a way that she could make me cum within 10 minutes even after 2 hours !!

Her hunger was so intense. I fucked her tits and she wanted all the cum on her face. I gave her. I was exhausted. “Are you finished?” she asked.

“Well, i think so” I said.

She laughed and as i was resting on bed, she licked me until i fell asleep. When I woke she was in bed with me. It was the best sleep. In the arms of an awesome woman. After taking her soft beautiful body.

She often invites me even today whenever I am in the city. She just gets hotter with days. Her hunger for sex increases and her skills multiplies.

Professor Ruksana – The Intellectual Bitch