My Teenage Student
By Chodu Bhai

Hi to all teenage girl lovers. This is about how I got secretly seduced  by  my own teenage student. Nisha had just turned 16 when I first met her  as my  student for accounts. She was as it is poor in mathematics, though far  more  skilful in her own lustful techniques. I knew very well she was not  interested in the subject which I was to teach her. On the contrary she  made  me wonder whose the teacher and in which subject. 

I operate my C/A business from home itself and my wife, Supriya,  teaches in  a girls’ high school. I’ve always maintained good reputation in society  and  Supriya trusts me thoroughly. She still trusts me, since she is still  unaware of the secret affair between Nisha and me. And I hope Supriya  will  never ever find out anything about it, or I’ll be doomed for a  lifetime. It all began from the day Nisha started ignoring my words while I was  teaching her, and thus making me loose my otherwise excellent patience  over  her. I tried to encourage her in many ways towards the subject of  mathematics but she never paid attention. One day I frankly told her  that if  she’s not interested in learning then we must discontinue the classes.  Then  she looked at me with those soulful eyes, emotionally trying to flatter  me  and explain that she was having difficulty concentrating on her subject  because of her menstrual periods. Since it sounded like a genuine  reason I  believed her. In the next few months she carried on in the same manner,  so I  asked her again that I can understand when she’s got her periods, but  which  happens only for a week in a month and not all the time. She used to  ignore  my observations and started building an emotional bondage between us,  after  which I found it difficult to even scold her for no matter what  mistakes she  made in my subject. I must admit she was indeed a master of her own  subject  of lust and sensuality. 

Gradually with such an emotional bondage  growing so  rapidly I knew that her purpose of coming over to our place was not for  studying maths. She kept giving me those desperate looks yet in a shy  way,  due to which it was even difficult for me to make any direct approach.  I  also stopped taking any interest in teaching her anything of maths. Now  we  had started meeting each other for another more desirable reason, which  both  of us enjoyed. I also had a computer with internet connection. She  herself  asked me to show her a few porn sites she had heard of from some of her  friends. I personally had never visited any porn sites on the net as I  believed in being a thoroughbred accounts professional and so spent  most of  my time in keeping track of the stock markets and all. As she told me  of  more and more such sites we used to spend almost all the tuition time  in  surfing porn. During this her eyes were glued to the screen asking me  to  show more and more while my interest grew in keenly observing what she  was  wearing, not only what was visible to the naked eye but also under.  Like I  would allow my eyes to penetrate through her t-shirt or top (which was  her  usual dress code) to see if she was wearing a bra, if so what colour or  style it was. Below the waist she always wore either a pair of jeans or  bermudas. Her sitting so close to me, totally involved in watching the  sites  increased my curiosity to actually see what a young girl’s body looked  like.  In my childhood I never had any relationship with girls. 

The only first  time  I ever saw a nude female body was that of my full grown wife, Supriya.  Sometimes I’d get so desperate that I wished Nisha was wearing a skirt  which  could make it easier for me to slip my hand up her thighs. I started  getting  fed up of both of us just watching all the porn stuff on screen alone.  So  one day I gathered some courage to ask her what kinds of undergarments  she  prefers to wear and to describe her collection in absolute detail. But  she  was shy to share her personal matters with me. This got me more  frustrated  and I thought to myself “What the hell!!! I’ve gone completely out of  my way  to fulfil her wishes to surf all these porn sites, and now that I ask  her  something she withdraws?” Things had gone far beyond my tolerance now.  I  firmly decided to go ahead with fulfilling my own desires from now on.  One  day charmingly I asked her that how come she always wore only jeans and  bermudas, and never anything like skirts. I tried to inspire her by  telling  her that I knew a lot my ex-girl friends who wore see-thru tops and  very  short skirts which barely even covered their arse. She simply expressed  surprise as if she didn’t know that girls wore such things in general  life,  and that she thought females only wore such things for movies &  magazines.  Next few days I found her wearing thinner tops and t-shirts through  which I  could vaguely admire her fancy bras in all hot shades. I knew the girl  was  picking up fast. It was now time for her exam in college which she was  not  at all prepared. So she started spending more time for the tuition  which she  was still not serious about. I didn’t bother anymore either since we  both  had only one desire left. 

One afternoon to my utter surprise I saw her  entering our house in a knee-length translucent black skirt! And an  equally  thin orange t-shirt under which I could clearly see a black lacy bra. I  knew  for sure that this was the day we both waited for so desperately. I  also  knew that Supriya returns from school by 5pm and it was already 4pm.  One  hour was not less to finish a quickie at all, but it will still take  time to  get this shy girl started and cracking I thought to myself. Half an  hour  just passed away and she was still whiling away her time asking me  stupid  emotional questions. My hands alongwith the whole body were trembling  out of  impatience to attack her body. That’s when she hesitantly asked me if  she  could stay over that night at our place so that she can study through  the  night under my guidance. I was completely taken by surprise with this  decision of hers and simultaneously afraid if her parents and my wife  would  be disappointed with our such proceedings. Finally in the next half  hour  Supriya returned home. When I told her that this is what Nisha’s plan  was, I  was again surprised that Supriya also did not mind. On the contrary she  was  excited that we will have company at home. Supriya often felt  loneliness in  the house because there was no one other than the two of us in it.  Supriya  quickly rung up Nisha’s parents for their approval. Nisha’s father  picked up  the phone, and upon a lady’s request he also could not refuse the idea.  So  here we were, Nisha and me with our plans going steady and strong.

  Supriya  was so excited that she immediately rushed to the market to get some  fresh  vegetables to prepare a delicious meal for all of us. She said she  would be  back in an hour’s time as she had to meet a friend as well, leaving the  two  of us alone at home. Little did she know that Nisha and I didn’t need  anything more delicious than our own bodies. As soon as Supriya left we  both  readily rushed to the computer, and in the following 10 minutes I made  sure  Nisha was warmed up enough by watching the porn sites again. Now with  no  more delay I took the initiative by putting my hand on her head,  rolling it  over her tightly tied shoulder length hair. Slowly lowering my hand  down her  lightly hairy neck reached her thin orange t-shirt to feel a little of  her  bra. I got a perfect feel of even the hooks of her bra. Out of  excitement  Nisha pushed her breast outwards where I could vividly see her nipples  protruding through the garments. I left the feeling of those breasts  and  nipples for the night approaching. And got going with what I craved for  more  eagerly, her lower region. She was so nervous that she tightly closed  her  eyes not daring to see anything but only show me all she could. Before  I  even reached the elastic belt of her skirt she started raising it from  her  knees upwards, exposing half length of her silky smooth thighs. She was  not  able to raise it anymore than that, so I helped her feel more at ease  by not  raising the skirt, but slipping my hand under it instead. She just  loved  this graceful move of mine. I purposely made her realise that she also  had a  role to play and not totally depend on me. We were both aware that this was not the right time for the final act,  since  Supriya was still to come. We knew that we had to wait until we were  through  with the dinner and until Supriya fell asleep. 

So we did. Dinner I  guess was  delicious as Supriya was expecting appreciation, but neither Nisha nor  I  were able to concentrate on the food for the reason you very well know.  I  still managed with great pretence to adore Supriya’s cooking skills and  she  believed all of me. Even before Supriya went to bed, she seemed quite  open  to the idea that Nisha and I were to stay awake till whatever late hour  without her disturbing us anywhere along the line. All this simply  because  she trusted me too much. This made things a little too easy for Nisha  and  me. It was only a reward of a very long and painful waiting. So here we were again, just Nisha and I with the whole fiery night  ahead of  us. I asked Nisha if she had brought anything night dress to change  into,  but she vaguely shook her head not willing to discuss anything out of  nervousness. I offered her one of my thin ordinary Fashion Street  cotton  t-shirt yellow in colour and a black lungi thick enough not to expose  anything so that it would not make things too obvious for my wife to  guess.  Nisha went to the bathroom to change, and returned in an instant as if  out  of desperation. After all these long hours I finally saw a little shy  and  naughty smile on her face. I made her sit comfortably next to me near  the  computer again. We started with accounts programs thinking if just in  case  Supriya woke up we should not get caught. It was only 11pm then. This  left  us with plenty of time for a dramatic seduction. Nisha was getting  impatient  to view the porn sites again, and I to view her assets. 

As the sites  started  revealing on screen she was fully engrossed in viewing them while I  liberally feasted my eyes on her budding tits (still under cover). Now  there  was just no more waiting for anything. Her cheeks were pretty close to  mine  and our shoulders brushing too. I knew she was waiting for me to take  the  initiative. I started in the same procedure as I had in the evening,  placing  my hand on her head first, running my fingers through her hair. This  time I  loosened the bun that the hair was tied in. her hair rolled down over  the  back of neck making her look more sensual than ever. It was wild and  curly  by nature. I massaged her neck for a few seconds followed by rubbing  her  back. I could already feel her t-shirt dampening with sweat along the  back.  Similarly the sweat from her forehead, armpits and breast area was also  drenching the front side of her t-shirt. As I run my hands along the  edges  of her bra she slowly for the first time looked up at me with full  obsession. Sparks flickered between our eyes and we both hugged each  other  tightly letting go of all our inhibitions. I bit her ears gently, and  then  wet her whole cheek with my watering tongue. I was roasting in the heat  of  her steaming hot body. I could feel her breath span increasing rapidly  as  she heaved with her breasts tightly pressed against my hairy chest. I  began  the unveiling of this sex angel by smoothly slipping her t-shirt off  getting  the first exposure of her fresh buds covered in the intricate designer  black  lace bra. I was still curious to know what’s it like below the waist.

 As I  said I had never seen the one of a young teenage girl. She voluntarily  stood  up to make it easier for me to undo her lungi, now standing only in the  lungi and the bra. Her body was so soaked in sweat that she looked as  if she  has stepped out of the bath after a fresh shower. The smell of her  sweat was  so intoxicating. I put my hands now on her heated arse and from there  started lifting her lungi very slowly. I deliberately did this with  such  slowness that she was whining in desperation. By now her body was  secreting  from almost all possible parts. Her mouth was dripping, sweat from all  the  limbs, and also her pussy I suppose which I had not reached to as yet.  Once  the lungi was fully raised I was pleased to with her colour  combinations.  Under the lungi was her fiery red panty the material of which was like  a  net, except in the pussy area. I snapped off the lungi in an instant to  get  an adorable view of her gorgeous image. This fresh young virgin teenage  girl, with her remarkably fair complexion, standing in her most  exquisite  black bra and fire red panty! What a sight. “Thank you Satan for  creating  such a criminal” I thought to myself. I helped her undo my shirt  buttons  with her own hands and then also my pyjamas. I was not wearing any  underwear  so she saw my dick for the first time already turned sticky with all  the  cumming caused by her seduction. I turned her around with her back  facing me  and undid the hooks of her bra, brushing the straps of it off her  shoulders.  I keenly waited for the first view of her tits. But before that I  thought of  helping her shed the last piece of garment on her fully vulnerable  body. As  I was kneading away on her fleshy arse, I pushed my thumbs into her  hole  which made her almost scream so loudly that we both were scared it  might  have woken up Supriya.

 Fortunately Supriya is a deep sleeper, so there  was  no question of her waking up before 7am. Simultaneously alongwith  kneading  her arse I was entwining her panties with my fingers, almost wanting to  rip  it off but I knew she would be answerable to her mother for ripping  such an  expensive pair of panties, so I carefully slid it down to the floor and  helped her step out of it. There stood this naked angel in full blossom  completely prepared for the final act eventually. Even her arse  released  such a divine fragrance that my tongue went spearing into her rear  hole.  Every inch of her smelt and tasted like some sublime strawberry and  cream. I  let my tongue run upwards from her arse to her back and neck. As I  stood up  I put my hands under her armpits and slowly allowing my fingers to  creep  over to cover her fresh buds. I massaged them for a while but was still  dying to see those teenage tits as well as the pussy. I gently turned  her  face to face with me. The most amazing tender and soft buds she had  topped  with tiny sweet pink nipples. I suckled on them for some time. Then  sliding  my hands along her waist, my tongue reached for her pussy. My tongue  dug  into it deeply. 

My watering mouth and her pussy cumming together was  making  everything so wet that it felt being in a pool of sex in its grossest  form.  I pulled her down to the floor laying her on her back and started  mounting  myself over her like a cavalry man would on his horse. I was also  indeed  riding her like on a horse in the next few minutes. My vigorous jolts  made  her cry for more which she expressed by slapping my body like a baby.  This  went on for nearly 2 hours after which even I was dead exhausted so you  can’t imagine her condition. But this was not our first and last  experience.  After she used to boldly walk up to me and we did it progressing in  each  session as and when was convenient for both of us. My innocent wife  doesn’t  have the slightest trace of all this.