Hot Session With School Teacher

Hello indian sex stories dot net Readers,
I received 19 emails after the Reshma story, so thanks! After a hiatus of about 4 months, I’m back with my latest real-life incident. I’ve always said that I’ve been lucky with women all my life. This incident happened recently ……

It was a hot and humid Wednesday morning and I was getting ready for work. The phone rang and I noticed that it was my ex-School landline. Wondering what the school wanted with me I took the call. It was the principal’s secretary who said that the principal wanted to talk to me. I had met the principal a couple of times during the annual sports meet and annual school day gatherings. She was a stern-looking bespectacled lady of about 50 plus.

She greeted me and reminded me that I was an ex-student from class of 19__ and that I had given my name as a volunteer in case the school ever needed any assistance with any activities from ex-Students. I agreed and asked how I could help. She said that a 3 days plus 3 nights’ trip had been organized by the school for the class 6-A students, as a reward for the class’s excellent study record, sports record and especially for their efforts in social work and collection drive for the underprivileged. Their class teacher and one of the physical trainers (PT) were supposed to accompany the students to take care of them during the trip. Unfortunately, the PT master was ill so cannot make it. And there were no other teachers they could find to help the class teacher for this trip. So she had looked up the list of ex-students registered for assistance and had called 3 ex-students, who had declined as they were busy. She was almost pleading me if I could make myself available and that the school will be paying for the bus tickets, accommodation, food, etc. etc.

Frankly, I was a bit irritated with myself as to why I had given my name to help. I had forgotten about this as it had happened about 4 or 5 years back…. Also, I was not happy about taking care of kids or rather brats for 3 days. On the other hand I though this may be a change and spending some time in Goa where I had lots of friends could be a stellar idea. So I agreed and asked her to send me the trip plan / program so I could plan. She transferred me back to her secretary who confirmed my email ID to send all details. The trip was planned to start from Friday evening boarding the bus and return by Monday night. At this time I did not know that the class teacher of class 6-A was a female and that too a real hot number!

I got the email after an hour and read it on my mobile in office. Seems they had booked a Volvo AC bus, 38 students would be on this trip and their class teacher one Ms. Kavitha Subramanian (shit sounded like a true TAMBRAM oldie!). The teachers’ mobile number was given and it was suggested that I contact her for more details and arrangements. I thought to myself, this Kavitha teacher sounded like a real strict, fat Amma type…..!!
Anyway, I called her that evening and was surprised by the young voice and the rather sophisticated English accent and finesse with which she spoke. She apologized to me first about the inconvenience caused and that she will ensure that the students don’t bother me too much on the trip, etc. She said she will email me my bus ticket and all other details and that she will be at the bus pick up point with the students on Friday evening.
Friday: I went packed light with a haversack and dressed in my usual travel attire of T-shirt and lose slacks & keds, arriving little late at the pickup point. I saw a bunch of students with a few parents in a kind of bunch standing by the side of the road. I was looking for the teacher Kavitha and could not make out which one she is as my eyes were searching for a fat old woman, so I asked one of the students where I could find Ms. Kavitha. He pointed to a girl (she looked like a young girl, not a stern-looking woman as I had conjured in my mind). What I saw from a distance of about 10 feet was a lady who must have been under 30 for sure. She was about 5 ft 2 inches. She was dressed in black color stretch slacks, pink color laced canvas sneakers, a long loose black color top that was covering her bums with a caricature and words “Santana” (the famous rock guitarist) printed on the top in gold lettering. Kavitha had a smooth and clean wheatish to fair complexion with straight black hair up to her waist. Her almond-shaped eyes and long slim neck immediately struck me and I was kind of taken aback by her chiseled lovely face. Holy shit!! And I was expecting a fat Amma type woman!! There was a slight tremor in my groin, indicating that here was potential for some action…..!

I made my way through the crowd of students to her and introduced myself, sticking my hand out to shake her hand. She lightly took my hand and I could feel her small warm hand and its softness. One student asked…Ms. Is this Mr. Subramanian? And she blushed a little and said no…no this is Mr. Mago and he will be coming with us and taking care of you all on this trip. He is an ex-student and Principal has asked him to help me, so all of you listen…. Students….students…. please listen, this is Mr. Mago sent by the principal to help me on this trip. He is an ex-student and sports champion of our school, you will all listen to him and learn from him. He is kindly and specially helping us on this trip and you will call him Sir….. (hmm…. So she had done some research about my career in school, clever lady!)

In chorus all of them shouted good evening Mr. Mago Sir! Wow, it felt good to be called Sir! So I said good evening to them and then Kavitha asked me to come to the side where all of their luggage had been piled up together. She selected a small bag, opened it and took out an envelope and gave it to me, saying this has your bus ticket, the 3-day program, list of students and their parents’ contact details, the bus driver’s and cleaner’s numbers, the hotel confirmation letter and Rs. 50,000/- in cash. I asked her why the cash and she replied that it was a rule to divide the cash being carried between the staff on trips for safety. Must say this young teacher was organized. While standing with her, I did notice that under her loose t-shirt, she seemed of have nice tits. The tight leggings she wore showed-off her slim (maybe muscular) legs. Again there was a warm feeling within me and my dick stirred a little. I wondered if she was married…..
As I stuffed the envelope in my pack, the bus arrived and the parked a little ahead of where we ha gathered. The driver and cleaner started loading the luggage and Kavitha and I started getting the kids into the bus. As we were doing this I went into the bus and counted the seats. There were 10 rows of 2 X 2 seating arrangement with the aisle in the middle up to the last row which had 5 seats. We were 38 kids plus Kavita and me = 40, to be spread over total 45 seats. So I started placing 2 boys and 2 girls on each side of the aisle. Didn’t want the young kids to be messing around, as never know these days what kids can do.

It took a while to get all the kids settled as someone wanted to sit with someone only, etc. Finally, when all the kids were settled and luggage loaded, we took a head count so that we has all the kids safely in the bus. At least they were obedient! All accounted for, we told the driver that we can move.

While going up and down the aisle trying to allot seats and settling the kids and helping them to keep their hand bags in the overhead space, Kavitha and I had to pass each other in the narrow aisle several times. Our bums had brushed and I had felt her soft ass against my ass. On one occasion, I had purposely passed her in a manner where my groin grazed her ass. Nice…I had got a semi-erection….

The last row which had 5 seats had been occupied with some of the water cartons, some food parcels, games, gear and extra luggage, my haversack and Kavitha’s 2 bags. So there were 2 seats kept empty in the 2nd last row for Kavitha and me. I offered Kavitha the window seat and we finally sat down in relief. The kids were making a ruckus as usual, thrilled to be going to Goa. The AC was beginning to cool the bus and Kavitha was busy digging into her hand bag looking for something. She found a hair clip and started bunching her hair and fixed the clip. She looked even more sexy now.
Our next stop would be about 3 hours from now, so other than some interruptions from a few of the kids, we had a great conversation. Some tidbits from the chat…..
(K=Kavitha and Me=myself)

Me: All ok?
K: Yes. Thanks. You must be tired… not used to kids huh?
Me: Its ok. Change for me…from my routine office work.
K: Hmm…so what did you graduate in..
Me: Well, after school, graduated in commerce…accounts….economics, then PG in Biz admin and finance and then PhD…
K: PhD huh? Wow….. so you really pursued academics ….
Me: Not really…the PhD was forced upon me by my employers at that time. Spent over 5 years in research sponsored by them. Was rather tough…. So how come you started teaching in the same school you passed out from?
K: Yeah, long story… in short… left school….did B-Ed, then M.Ed and then parents got me married 3 years back. Hubby got offer from a Canadian company and left on 12 months’ probation after which he gets confirmed and then will call for me. So I started teaching in my Alma Mater to pass time and keep busy….. Till I can join hubby.
Me: So when you expected to get your family visa….and move…
K: Maybe in a few months, coz Raghu’s (her hubby) been confirmed now and has applied for the visa.
(I did a quick calculation; So Kavitha had been without hubby for about 7 months. Hmm… so she must’ve had sex for about 2 years before her hubby went off and then for another 2 – 3 months more, till she goes to Canada, she will not get any sex…. Must be tough for a young woman!)

Me: Good luck, hope your visa comes soon… So whom you stay with now…. Parents?
K: No, parents and In-laws are in Chennai. Raghu and I moved to Mumbai after marriage as he had got a job here. Living in rented place about 15 mins from school. Have relatives here, but prefer staying by myself.
Me: Well, after my divorce, I too stay by myself…. Its cool and I have my freedom.
K: Oh, sorry to hear about your divorce. Any kids…
(so I gave her a brief on my past life, etc.)
K: Hmm interesting life you’ve had…… so planning to get married again?
Me: Nope. Love the way my life is, enjoying my work and life in general. So don’t want anything permanent….
K: (Yawning)…. Maybe we should get some sleep…. Do you mind if I take a short nap?
Me: Sure. No worries, I will keep an eye on the kids. And I’ve got lots of whatsapp messages and emails to catch up …..
Kavitha pushed the recliner button of her seat which made her backrest go back and down by about a foot and just turned away from me and curled up a bit in her seat and shut her eyes. I took out my surface laptop, tethered it to my mobile and started looking at my emails…..

After about 15 mins I noticed that Kavitha was shivering a bit and unconsciously had curled up pulling in her knees to her chest. So I pulled out a thin shawl like cloth I was carrying in my bag and covered her with it, taking the opportunity to graze her ass and tits very gently as I put the cloth on her. She was in pretty deep sleep and didn’t feel a thing. In fact, after 2 minutes she tucked the cloth under her chin.
I knew I would be trying to do something with Kavitha over the next 2 days, but, keeping in mind that she was recently married and a teacher in my old school, I had to be careful and had to ensure that if any when anything did happen between us, it would have to be completely consensual. That was unlikely, as there was an age difference of 15 years between us.

I got up to walk the aisle and check on the kids. Most of them had reclined their seat and gone to sleep maybe motion sickness) and some were awake with their mobiles, some were chattering away or looking at the scenery outside. No trouble, other than one kid asking me when we could stop as he wanted to pee. I told him in about 40 mins and asked whether he could control. I was carrying some emergency pee bags in my bag, just in case someone badly needed to go. But he was ok and I returned to my seat. I saw that Kavitha turned towards my seat and was in the same fetal position with the cloth covering her. As I sat down, my seat creaked a bit and she stirred. Kavitha opened her eyes and looked at me, trying to focus back as to where she was and then smiled.

K: Oops … I had almost forgotten that we are in a bus. Must have been in deep sleep. (Then she noticed the cloth) Whose is this?
Me: Its mine, you were shivering so I covered you.
K: Thanks…. Here take it…(and she started folding the cloth). I took it and put it in the seat pocket in front telling her she can use it whenever she wants.
K: Hmm that’s a nice perfume fragrance I’m getting from the cloth, is that yours?
Me: Yes, it’s a limited edition Davidoff that one of GFs gave to me. (she rolled her eyes up and giggled).
K: How are the kids doing? All ok?
Me: Yes, just made a round. One of them feels like peeing so I told him to hold on for about 30 mins till we reach our dinner stop. But, just in case, I’ve got 12 emergency pee bags!
K: emergency Pee bags? What’s that? (so I explained to her about this product which can be used while driving or in an emergency when you have to go and there are no toilets. Its good for both males an females. All you gotta do is fix it to your …. And pee. As the liquid drops in the bag it solidifies and becomes an odorless gel. So no smell or spillages and it can be disposed as normal garbage anywhere). Wow…. You’ve thought of a lot of things haven’t you?
Me: Well, I’ve travelled all over the world and done a lot of driving, with women. So with experience I tend to plan a bit before travelling.
We chatted for a while and the dinner stop was announced by the cleaner. It would be a 30 minutes stop at a Dhaba… The bus will be locked after everyone has exited. Departure at 8-30 pm.

We organized the kids and in a single file, marched them to the restaurant. Not much crowd as ours was the 2nd bus to reach there. We found a bunch of tables and got the kids seated. Then told them that 4 kids at time can visit the toilet. I was stationed at the tables, while Kavitha accompanied the girls to the toilet. In the next 40 mins we were all done eating and made our way back to the bus. Took a head count. All accounted for and were back on the road. The kids were all tanked up and make a noise. Some were singing songs. Kavitha and I settled into our seats. I asked her if I could take the window seat till the next stop. She gave me a questing look, so I explained to her that after dinner, I usually have a few sips of Vodka mixed with some sprite. She looked wide eyed at me, meaning would that be the right thing to do sitting in an AC bus full of kids. She told me that it would smell. I told her, it will not as I’ve done this before so she should relax. She just shrugged her shoulders and allowed me to move to the window seat. I took out an opaque glass bottle (about 750 ml) that had the vodka-sprite pre-mixed (about 350 ml of Absolute 100% proof vodka mixed with 350 ml sprite) and took a swig. Kavitha was looking at me.

Me: Did you get any smell?
K: Not yet. Do you have this ever day?
Me: Well, at home I prefer whiskey, but when travelling I make this pre-mix of vodka with sprite. (I took out a small can of air freshner and gave it to her to spray, saying just in case…..)
She sprayed a little in the air. A few kids looked back at us to see what’s happening and passed comments like … Nice smell Miss…. I like it Miss…. Please….some more Miss. So Kavitha got up and sprayed a little right through the aisle to the front just to make all of them happy. Meanwhile, I had taken 2 more big swigs.
She came back and flopped on her seat and gave the spray back to me, saying …
K: You’re safe now! (Now I had to take a chance so I offered the bottle to her asking)
Me: Would you like a sip of my concoction?
K: No. Alcohol makes me sleepy and…..
Me: And??
K: Oh Nothing, Its not that I don’t drink. Actually, vodka is my poison, I love it. But I’ve only had a drink with my hubby and just now we’re in a bus as caretakers of 38 children…
Me: Look, its almost 10 pm, the kids mostly seem to be asleep. The bus will not be stopping until 1-30 am and that too only for a tea and toilet break for 15 mins. Its not that I’m trying to force you. If you’re fond of vodka, just relax and enjoy it and have a swig or two… Its your choice…. I’m enjoying myself!!

It was clear that Kavitha wanted to take a few sips, but, something was holding her back. It was later that she told me why she was reluctant. She looked around, looked at her watch and was looking down at her feet and thinking about something for a few minutes. Suddenly, she stuck her hand out and said:

K: Ok. What the hell, a few sips would be ok. After all I’m also on a vacation of sorts….
I gave her the bottle and she took her hanky and wiped the mouth of the bottle and took a sip. As soon as the vodka mix hit her throat, she choked and started coughing, handing the bottle back to me. I was expecting it, coz only a seasoned drinker could take the 50/50 combination of 100% proof Absolute vodka diluted with sprite. I patted her back and then took the little finger of her left hand a pressed it. She looked at me bewildered. I told her relax, this will get rid of the liquid stuck in her throat. She coughed a few times more and then seemed to be ok. I let her finger go. She had gone red in the face.
K: What is that drink? Its almost raw vodka …. Are you crazy? …..
Me: Sorry, I should have told you its 100% proof Absolute vodka which is pretty strong. My apologies.
K: Wow ! Never had anything that strong. How do you drink that? My throat and stomach are feeling warm ….. My God!!
Me: Relax, just lie back and enjoy the feeling, you’ll be ok soon and feeling relaxed.

Kavitha reclined her seat and put her head back and closed her eyes.
I too reclined my seat and went back to my slow-sipping. I too was feeling warm and floating a little. I put the bottle between my leg and closed my eyes, feeling quite relaxed. I must have dozed off for about 10 – 15 minutes, when I was jolted from my short nap. The bus had probably gone over a speed-breaker. I felt between my legs for the bottle, but it was not there…. Oh no, maybe it had slipped and fallen down. But it was not on the floor either. I felt a tap on my shoulder and looked at Kavitha. She was holding the bottle and smiling. It was a silly smile, the type when someone is a bit high. Seems while I had nodded-off, she had taken the bottle from between my legs and had been sipping from it.

K: This stuff is amazing…. What a zing its given me! I just love it. I hope you don’t mind me taking a few sips?
Me: Oh, no problem. I thought I had dropped the bottle. Sorry I was feeling relaxed and had dozed-off.
I took the bottle from her and took a swig. Then I took out a small packet of peanuts from my bag and offered it to her, telling her this will taste great with the cocktail we were having. I knew that she was a little high and it was not long before she would either crash out or then go into hyper mode and drink more. I handed the bottle back to her. This time without wiping the mouth of the bottle, she took and nice big slug. I was a bit surprised as to how she was swallowing such a strong drink.
K: You know, I’m having a drink after maybe 7 – 8 months. Yeah, it feels nice. I’m feeling less stressed now. All these months since Raghu left, I’ve been lonely, I miss him a lot and the skype chatting and all is simply not enough. Hmmm….. yeah…..I really miss him.
I just nodded my head and she placed the bottle between the wedge of her thighs and pussy so it won’t fall down. She was surely high and fast getting drunk. There was a slight slurr in voice. She put her hand on mine and said..
K: You know, I’m glad that a fun and bindass man like you came on this trip. Imagine having a strict PT master… he would have been shouting away at the kids. And having a drink like this….. oh noooo … no chance! Hee hee hee!
I too laughed with her. And we joked a little about keeping this booze session secret between us.
K: of course, it’ll be a secret. If Princy gets to know …. Shit! She will sack me…. heee heee!
Now I knew she was pretty high. So I extended my hand to take the bottle wedged between her thighs. She had gripped the bottle and wasn’t letting go. I tried to pull it and in the bargain my hand touched the exact area of her pussy. Her stretch slacks were made from a thin soft material. I could feel her fuzz. I looked at her as if to say, please release the bottle. She looked at me, smiled and said,
K: No, you will finish it and then nothing will be left for me….(just like a small kid from whom a candy is being taken away).

I smiled at her and said: no baba… I will just take a swig and give the bottle back to you…
And I tried to take the bottle but now she had held the bottle with one hand and tightened her thighs gripping the bottle harder. My three fingers holding the bottle were still touching her pussy. Now I could feel her pussy hair through the legging and panty. So since she was not objecting, I continued to play the game with her….
Me: C’mon Kavitha just one sip…. And I was rubbing her pussy with the back of my fingers. She won’t let go saying … No you had enough, now its my turn (giggling) ….. and I pretended to struggle trying to take the bottle from between her thighs. She kept shaking her head from side to side saying noooo. By this time I had an erection. I also removed my fingers from my grip of the bottle and started massaging her pussy lightly…. Saying to her … C’mon Kavitha give me the bottle….. I was now whispering in her ears …. Please Kavitha…. Please…. I could now feel her pussy slit which I was massaging a little harder….

Now I had held her right cheek and was whispering … please Kavitha give me the bottle… and she was still slowly shaking her head. It was not possible that she was not feeling my hands massaging her pussy as I was slowly inserting a finger in her pussy slit. Even if she was drunk, she would surely be feeling it. I kept holding her cheek and whispering in her ear….C’mon Kavitha …. And then I kissed her ear. She kept shaking her head. I kept whispering and kissing her ear and cheek, fingering her pussy and then kissed her neck. A small whimper came out… OOeee. She said no please no…. and I dug deeper in her pussy and I could feel the wetness. I could feel her clit and rubbed it. She was contracting and squeezing her thighs and again saying please and then as I rubbed her clit repeatedly, she would again whimper .. OOeee please…and then she started to move her bottom pushing and grinding against my fingers. She suddenly opened her thighs freeing the bottle, which I held with my left hand and kept on the floor. She put her head in the crook of my neck still saying please….Ooee… please and grinding her pussy on my fingers in a hard and rough back and forth motion….. Ooooeiii…..pleeeease……. nooooo….. mmmm….. pleeees…….unhhhhh and then she held my face and kissed me hard on the lips and her body went stiff for a few seconds and the she went into orgasmic waves. She kissed me so hard that my lips were crushed and hurting… maybe she had even bitten them. Her grip around my neck was like a choking vice, as she ground her pussy against my fingers. My 2 fingers were about a inch deep in her pussy with her legging cloth and panty. Her crotch and body was still in spasms. Oh Boy, I had never seen a woman have such a violent orgasm by simply fingering her pussy with her clothes on. Maybe it was the vodka effect!!

In any case I was thrilled. Though my lund was hard and was still to be satisfied, I knew I would fuck her sometime soon. The hard part was over. Now question was how she would react as soon as she came to her senses and realized what had happened.
She released her grip on my neck and disengaged and I also took my hand out of her pussy and went back to my side and seated myself. I looked around to see if anyone was looking. But all was ok with the kids snoozing. She must have been embarrassed. I started looking out of the window to lessen her embarrassment. After a few minutes when I turned towards her, I saw that she had taken the warm cloth from the seat pocket to cover herself and had curled up and had gone to sleep. Whew!! What an experience and it had taken only 5 or 6 minutes.

I picked up the bottle and took a swig and then put it back in my bag. Then I lay back in my seat and closed my eyes, allowing my erection to slowly die and drifted to sleep.
Next, I woke up with some sounds. The cleaner was saying something. I realized that we were at the next stop. It was 2-35 am. I saw that Kavitha was fast asleep. I hopped over her and checked if any of the kids were awake. 3 of them including a girl said they want to pee. So I took out a pee bag and told the girl how to use and told her to go to the back of the bus where teacher is sleeping and pee in it. I took the 2 boys down and to the dhaba toilet and we all relieved ourselves. Then boarded the bus and were on our way. Next stop would be before Sawantwadi at around 5-30 am.

I came back to my seat, hopping over Kavitha again. She was asleep. The vodka and orgasm both must have put her in deep sleep. I too lay back and went off to sleep.
I was woken by someone poking my arm. I realized that it was Kavitha. I looked at my watch and saw it was 3-50 am. She said: I need to go…. So I said … Pee?? She seemed embarrassed and nodded. So I told her that the bus will not stop until 5-30 so she can use one of the pee bags. She was clearly not happy, but having no choice, she took one from me and asked me how to use it. I turned towards the window, while she went to the last seats do her stuff.

She came back saying I managed and that it works. I showed her where the other used pee bag was kept in a trash bag and she disposed-off in the same bag. She had a hand sanitizer in her bag, which she used before sitting down. She seemed to be sober now after having slept for about 4 – 5 hours.

As she sat down, I heard a distinct sobbing like sound and as I turned towards her, I saw that she was cupping her face in her hands and sobbing. Shit! Now what happened…. So I held her shoulders and asked her what the matter was. She suddenly put her arms around my shoulders and started crying in a muffled way, probably so that her students don’t hear her. I calmed her down and asked her to talk to me. So over the next 15 minutes, she explained what had happened with her since she had got married.

This is her story in brief;
Her parents and Raghu’s parents were known to each other. They arranged the marriage and she had no choice and went ahead with the arrangement. Within a month of getting married Raghu and she moved to Mumbai as he had got a decent job with company here. Raghu was a hard-working guy and earned well due to his qualifications and experience. However, he had 2 major problems; (a) he was a big drinker, consuming almost a full bottle of rum at home every day, and (2) he was very bad in bed and usually discharged in less than a minute. All this had left her frustrated. Then to top all of this, he had got a job in Canada and went off, leaving her alone in their rented flat for minimum 12 months, until he could process her visa papers. To occupy herself, since she was a qualified teacher, she approached her ex-School and got a job as class teacher for class 6-A. The job kept her busy and she was passing time. Raghu had introduced her to drinks and sometimes she had some rum with him and sometimes he would bring her vodka as she preferred that. She found that after having 1 or 2 vodkas, it was easier for her to have sex with Raghu and indulge in some his demands for arousing him and having different types of sex and oral sex.

For some reason, vodka would trigger sexual desires in her and that’s why, initially when I had offered her vodka, she was reluctant to drink it. So vodka was like a weakness for her. All through the conversation Kavitha would time and again break into small sobs and tears would roll down her cheeks. I felt pity for her. God knows how many Indian women must be suffering in similar situations. Real sad.

I apologized to her, saying that I too was high and that I didn’t mean to do what had happened. She didn’t say anything in response and simply hugged me saying in my ear that after a long time she had felt excited and that she had enjoyed herself. She also added that she was ashamed of herself, as she had allowed herself to get drunk and then went out of control. Her dam of emotions and stresss that had been building up had burst. I told her that it was not her fault and that I had planned the whole thing to seduce her and that I was to blame as I found her so very sexy, that I could not contain myself. I told her that I was expecting a horrible – fat – sari clad teacher and when I saw her, I had flipped. She slapped me lightly and said that I am a bad man! Then she got and went and up and down the aisle twice checking on the kids. It was 4-30 am and dark outside. The bus was moving along and everyone except us was asleep. Kavitha returned to her seat and with a wicked smile looked at me said:

K: you are a very bad man…. You took advantage of a young woman …. I will never forgive you …. You bad bad man. I chuckled….

And then she put her hands lightly on my neck as if to strangle me…..In return I held her neck and kissed her smack on her lips…. Our lips locked …. Mouths opened and we were slowly sucking each other’s tongues, tenderly deep kissing….. its was an awesome feeling….. her lips were smooth and soft and there was a bit of vodka taste between our mouths. We kissed for a long time like lovers, satisfying ourselves deeply. She broke the kiss and casually put her hand over my crotch, lightly feeling my dick, which had already sprung up. I looked around, it was still dark and we were about 45 minutes away from the next halt. So again I started kissing her, this time I found my way up through the bottom of her T-shirt and found her tits. Her tits felt warm, soft and just fantastic in a lacey bra. I pressed her nipple and she winced. By now she was trying to get her hand into my pant and I was trying to find my way down her pant to her pussy. we were still trying to kiss. There was a kind of desperation between us. We were almost like kids in the back seat of a car trying to fumble around for a first round of sex. After a struggle we manage to pull down our pants and I had managed to open her bra. She was now holding my hard and throbbing lund and moving her hand up and down, masturbating me. I had a finger in her pussy and was playing with her clit. We both were breathing hard and kissing again. It was incredible, 2 strangers, meeting only 10 hours back, now in a bus, in the early morning, horny as hell and going at each other like its their first time….. I was desperate to suck her cunt. I told her to lie back on her seat and I squeezed myself kneeling down on the floor and went for her cunt hard…. She was already quite wet and as I covered her pussy with my mouth, I stuck my tongue in her hole and sucked hard… She was not expecting it and jerked saying slowleeee uhnnn…..uhnnn Oieeee. While sucking her cunt I put up my hands to find her tits. She guided my hands to her tits and I was in heaven. Just the way I liked it. Pressing her breasts and sucking her juices, while she made those lovely soft grunting sounds of appreciation and pleasure. It could sense that she could be close to an orgasm, so I stopped sucking, sat on my seat and asked her to straddle me, it took us a minute to adjust ourselves and then I entered her tight cunt slowly as she sat on me…. woweee! It felt soooo good entering her warm and wet cunt. As she lowered herself on me, she was deeply kissing me and sucking my tongue. The moment I was fully inside her, she moaned and then started a back and forth motion slowly…. Literally fucking me …… sucking my tongue….. she seemed to be lost in the throes of passion…… oblivious to the fact that we were in a bus full of sleeping kids and that she was their class teacher!! What a hellova thrill !! She was real by now and a low slushy sound would come when she moved forward, increasing her thrusts. I knew she was reaching orgasm and so I tried to time my release at the same time. After a few more fast strokes, she stiffened her body, stopped kissing me and then started pumping hard like a piston, banging in quick hard grinding strokes. I released myself and started meeting her thrusts as much as she would allow me considering I was below her. We both were grunting a little as we came in waves. It was absolutely one of the best sex experiences and deep shuddering orgasms I have had. As my dick was getting soft in her cunt, she stopped pumping, but was still jerking her body in tremors. She started smothering me in kisses…..hmmm kiss…hmm kisss…hmmmm…. Bad man…..I love you….you rascal…..I love you!!

She got off me and went back to her seat. I took out a pack of tissues from my bag and gave her a wad and started wiping myself. After a minute when I turned my head, I was surprised to see her, she had covered herself and curled up in her seat with her eyes closed. Shit she had dozed-off again!! I looked at the time, it was 5-10 and our next halt would be coming soon. I lifted the cloth covering her and saw that she not put on her leggings… sheeeiiit…she was without panties too!

I nudged her…. She grunted… I told her you gotta wear your panties and pants coz the next stop is coming soon. She just grunted again, nodded her head and went back to sleep. Bloody hell…I was getting worried. So I wore my pants quickly, then found her leggings and managed to open them and make them straight (quite difficult!) and then with great difficulty pushed her legs one by one into the leggings. I had to turn to lie straight on her seat to get the leggings up…. I notived that her pussy hair were still wet. For a moment I felt like giving her cunt a lick….heh heh…. But then lifted her small ass and pulled up the stretch leggings. Whew!! Pulled down her T-shirt. Then realized that her bra and panty were missing….Holy Moly!! Where the fuck…?? I found her panty below her bag and her bra was below her seat….. again whew!! So I stuffed both garments in my bad. Kavitha was happily curled up again and sleeping like an angel…. Whatta woman and whatta night it had been. Never had such an experience.

I too was feeling a bit tired and dozed-off. I must’ve slept for about half an hour when Kavitha and I were woken by a few of the children….. Good morning Miss….Good morning Sir…… (sing-song!!)

I got up and wished them good morning …. Kavitha was struggling and mumbled good morning. She was holding on to the cloth cover, probably thinking that she was naked. So I hopped over her legs and took the children to the front of the bus, away from her to give her time to recover.

The cleaner had announced that we will be at a place called Kudal for breakfast and toilet, etc. in 10 minutes. There were several students who were asleep. I started waking them and asking them to get ready for toilet and breakfast. Then went back to check how Kavitha was doing. As soon as I reached her, she asked me where her panty and bra are! So I told her that I’ve kept them as a memory. She went red in the face and lightly punched me smiling… I told her there’s no time to put on her undergarments and that I had made her wear her leggings so she was ok. She looked at me with an expression of thanks. The bus came to halt at the road side restaurant and we gathered the kids and got about our work to supervise their toilet visits, breakfast, etc. It was generally a messy affair!

Anyway, we left Kudal and were on our final leg to reach Goa where the hotel had been booked. The kids were fully awake and having a roaring time. I was now on the aisle seat and Kavitha was at the window seat. The bus AC was working well and it was quite cool, so she had covered herself with the cloth again. I slid my hand under the cloth and pinched her thigh near her pussy…. She looked at me with wide eyes and told me that the children would see. I told her with a wink, that if she didn’t hold my dick quickly I would remove my pant….. She freaked!! Are you mad? So I got up and facing her I showed her the front part of my slacks, which clearly showed my semi-erect dick. She looked at it and then looked around to see if anyone was looking. I pulled down the slacks just enough to bring my lund out. It was daylight now and I could clearly see her expressions. She looked wide-eyed at me and told me to sit down, I said no…… not until you do something about the erection. Exasperated, she held my dick and started masturbating it quickly. I told her to suck it…… You’re completely mad, no I will not. I told her just once….please, then I won’t bother you…. She looked around and then quickly opened her small mouth and took my dick. She seemed inexperienced as her teeth were touching me. Still I held her head lightly, while keeping an eye on the kids and moved my hip thrusting in her mouth. In half a minute she let go and went back to her seat. I sat down pulling up my pants, saying thanks, that was super.

Then I asked her, if I can suck her pussy and she could keep a watch. She said something about me being a sex-maniac…. Mad man ….. insane. Then she straightened her seat and stood up, looking at the children in front, keeping an eye on them. I went down on my knees and pulled her leggings down exposing her pussy. She had hair, but was not very hairy. Her clit seemed swollen up and this was the first time I was looking at her pussy closely. It was small and neat, pink inside. I covered her cunt with my mouth and stuck my tongue into her hole, trying to pierce the hole as far as possible, making my tongue as hard as possible. I started sucking her, holding her bums and pushing her pussy on my tongue as she stood. She was bending her knees to open her legs which gave me better access. She released on leg from her slacks and put it on the seat. This opened her cunt, so I shoved a finger inside and started shagging her while sucking her clit. Now she was holding my head with one hand and pushing her cunt on my tongue and face in quick thrusting motions. I had hard on and really wanted to put my dick in her now very wet cunt. I stood up and told her I want to fuck her…. She looked around and said not a good idea….. But I was not listening and sat down and pulled down my pants exposing my erect dick. I caght her waist and pulled her down over me so that she could still keep an eye on the children. Slowly I managed to maneuver my dick into her wet cunt and started thrusting hard and fast, as she stood up. If anyone had seen her, they would be wondering why she was bobbing up and down, as I hit her pussy hard. In the next 2 minutes she cummed and so did I ….. what a fuck that was !! …. Extremely exciting and amazing. As She sat down to wear her slacks I saw that her face was flushed and red. We both were breathing hard and despite the AC we were sweating. I think both of had never done anything like the ever and would probably never do this again.

I really liked Kavitha. She was bold, beautiful, young, horny. She was flexible and will to take risks and try anything. She was simply an amazing woman.
Once again she dozed-off and I was trying to handle the students from time to time. To cut this episode short, I would like to tell readers that over the next 2 days, Kavitha and I fucked like rabbits. We fucked in the bathroom, on the bed, in the balcony while the sun was setting and when it was rising. We fucked in pool in the middle of the night and I even entered her when we were surrounded by people wading in waist deep water at the beach. On the way back, it was a day journey and we managed to have sex once during the afternoon time when we got the kids to take a nap. Kavitha started taking birth control after this trip. According to her, she had ‘crossed the line’ this once in her life with one man, as, she was very frustrated in general and the window of opportunity had come up suddenly. But she will never do something like this ever again.

Kavitha and I are very fond of each other. We developed a kind of bond. We agreed that we will never intervene in each other’s life. But we also agreed that whenever possible we will meet and have fun, even if its after 15 – 20 years. She gave her panty and bra to me as a souvenir and I gave her one of my handkerchiefs with my Davidoff perfume on it. What a lady she is…. Un-matched in every way. Salutes!

I hope readers will like the episode and am open to any criticism at: [email protected]
Cheers. M

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