Nisha Fucks Teacher For Grades – Pt 1 (Boyfriend Trouble)

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Hello friends, I am Nisha, Aastha’s younger sister, and I am back with another story of my college days. The incident took place in the third year of my engineering and it was amazing. So, let’s get to it.

After meeting in the fresher’s party, Vipin and I became close. His caring attitude towards me had impressed me. But the thing that won my heart was the way he fucked me. There was no savagery in sex when it was with him. He used to fuck me as if I am a thing to be admired, loved, and enjoyed with delicacy.

Vipin treated me like a prized possession and not just as a means of silencing his lust. This attitude of his made me fall in love with him and he became the proud recipient of ‘Fuck me anytime and anywhere’ pass! But that was not it. I also gave him a special gift as well for his love and care – the gift of a child.

After that fresher’s party, I decided to only let him fuck me and no one else. I was the first girl whom he fucked in his life, such a wonderful gift he gave me. After taking his virginity, I decided that I should repay this huge honor with my own and thus I allowed him to become the father of my first child.

Three months after that fresher’s party, I got pregnant with his child and eventually gave birth to our daughter. Vipin was very happy with this. He used to spend most of the time, after college hours, in our house and play with our daughter.

The end of my third year and Vipin’s second year drew close. Our exams were a month away and Vipin was growing tense. To release his stress, he began fucking me more frequently in the day. Earlier, we only used to have sex once or twice a day, but now, it was at least six times and sometimes, even more, a lot more.

We used to fuck in the second basement of our college building. The place was being closed for renovation at the start of the year but due to some reason, it was left incomplete. The college wanted to set up labs their but now there were just half-built rooms with no furniture or any equipment. Some only had half built-partition walls and neither of the rooms had doors. But since it was deserted, it served as a perfect place for us to fuck in the college.

One night, I got a call from Vipin. He used to live in the hostel while I lived in my home. Over the phone, he told me to come to college as early as 8:30 in the morning. Though my classes were from 12 noon, I heeded my lover’s wishes and reached college at 8:30. I called him up and he told me to come to the 2nd basement, our usual fucking site.

When I reached there, he wasted no time in getting to the business. He took my bag off from my shoulders, pushed me down on all fours (both legs and hands, like doggy) and pulled down my jeans and pantie. Then he thrust his cock into my pussy. He pounded my pussy hard for fifteen minutes before pouring his cum in me.

He told me to wait in the basement and left for his class. I didn’t get a chance to ask him anything. I sat on the floor, in a corner, and surfed the internet while I waited for him.

40 minutes later, he returned with a worried look on his face.

“Hey”, I said cheerfully, standing up.

“No time to talk. Take your jeans and pantie off”, he said hastily.

“Are you all right?”, I asked.

“Just take them off, Nisha. I am in a hurry”, he said sternly.

I did as he said, took off my jeans and pantie, and put them aside. Then I laid on the dusty floor with my bag under my head. Vipin came over me and pushed his cock inside. He thumped my pussy very fast and came within ten minutes.

Today, there was no care and love in his fucking. The things that made sex with him so special, were missing completely. He then got off, pulled his jeans and underwear up, and begin to walk out of the room.

“How many classes do you have today?”, he asked, standing at the entrance of the room.

“Two”, I answered, sitting up.

“Skip them”, he said.

“Ok… But why?”, I replied.

“Don’t ask. Just skip them and stay put here. And don’t wear your jeans and pantie”, He said breathlessly.

“What”, I exclaimed. “What if someone comes down.”

“Nobody comes here. Don’t bother. Just don’t wear your jeans and pantie at all”, He said and left.

Once again, 40 minutes later, he returned. Somehow, the tensed look on his face had increased. He fucked me hard, this time a little longer came inside me again, and left. This continued to happen a few more times.

Around 12:30 in the afternoon, when he returned for round five, he was greeted with a strange view. I was completely naked and three naked boys were in the room with me.

They were all first-years. I was stroking the cocks of two of them, sucking them one by one, while the third was sitting between my legs and was fucking me. The boy fucking me was tall and thin. Out of the other two, one was of medium height and dark and the other was fat and white.

“Oh, ma’am. This is so nice”, exclaimed the tall boy. “It feels great to fuck you.”

“Aahhhhhh… then fuck me harder”, I moaned.

“Oh, Nisha ma’am. We have heard so many stories about you, especially the one where you turned a fresher’s party into a sex party”, said the fat boy. “Getting to fuck you today is a dream come true.”

“Nisha, what are you doing”, exclaimed Vipin angrily.

“Can’t you see. I am letting these boys fuck me. I am horny and I want to get fucked”, I replied sternly.

“But..”

“Boys, come on. Fuck me”, I said to the first-years and didn’t let Vipin speak.

The first-years fucked me one by one and then left. Vipin was sitting in a corner, by the entrance, and was in tears. After the first-years left, I walked up to him and spoke in a stern voice, “Why are you crying? Why are you being such a girl? It was just sex, you left me unsatisfied so I got others to fuck me.”

“I thought that you loved me and I was the only one you were letting to fuck you”, said Vipin tearfully.

“I thought that too. But since this morning, you have been treating me like a slut so I behaved like a slut”, I said angrily.

“I am sorry, I didn’t mean to treat you like that. I love you. But I am in a bad spot”, Vipin said, sobbing.

I sat on his lap, with my leg on either side on his, removed his hands off his face, and placed a kiss on his soft lips.

“Then why were you treating me like a sex toy. You just walked in here, fucked me, and left. There was no love and care in our sex, from your side. The thing that made having sex with you so special, they were all missing. And have been missing for some time”, I said softly.

“I am worried about one of my subjects”, he said in a low voice. “I got into a heated argument with a professor and now he would fail me in that subject and threatened to keep on failing me every time, even if I file for the back paper.”

“Why didn’t you tell me that”, I asked caringly. “Which subject is it?”

“Operating Systems, Mr. Singh is the professor”, Vipin replied.

“Don’t worry”, I said and kissed. “He won’t fail you.”

“How are you so sure”, Vipin remarked.

“Trust me on this”, I said. “I love you and I will never let anything happen to you”, I kissed him.

“Nisha, I am sorry I treated you as a slut. I was very tensed and sex was the only thing I could see as my stress reliever”, he said apologetically.

“I told you, you can fuck me whenever you want. But just do it the way you always do. Make me feel like the most important thing in the world, as always. Not like garbage, like you did today”, I said softly.

“In that case, do you have strength take me on?”, he remarked.

“My love, your cock is always welcome in my pussy”, I said kinkily.

We kissed passionately for a few minutes. Then, I got off his lap and sat on my knees. Vipin pulled his jeans and undies down. His lovely long cock was fully exposed. I wrapped my fingers around my favorite penis and put it into my mouth. Slurp… slurp, I sucked his dick and also licked his balls a few times.

After 10 minutes, he picked me up in his arms and took me outside the room and into the corridor. There, he laid on the floor and asked me to ride him. I sat on his dick and guided it into my vagina. He pressed his hands against my butt cheeks and began thrusting his cock in and out slowly.

“Aaaaaahhhhh… Aaaaaaaahhhhh”, I moaned happily. “Oh, baby… Aaaahhh… I love you, baby… Aaaaahhhh… I love the way you fuck me.”

“I love you too, Nisha”, he replied and kissed on my boobs.

He then increased his pace a little. My boobs started to juggle round and round. His cock was thumping my pussy, but unlike the morning session, it was enjoyable and lovely. He was fucking me in his special way.

“Oh Yes, baby…”, I moaned loudly. “I missed this fucking, baby… Aaaaahhhh… Fuck me, baby… Fuck me like that.”

After half an hour, Vipin grabbed my juggling boobs tight. Milk squirted out of my nipples. He squeezed them hard and thrust his cock strongly, thrice, and came inside me with a sound of “ah… ah”. I fell on his chest and we started kissing.

“That was more like my baby”, I exclaimed, satisfied.

“Tell me one thing. You did have sex with a lot of people before we met, and sometimes it was for money. Then why were you angry that I treated you like a slut”, he remarked.

“That is because I have not been a slut since that fresher’s party, where you fucked me for the first time”, I answered.

“After that moment, today is the first day I have let someone other than you fuck me. The way you fuck me, I feel like I am the most precious girl in the world. There is no roughness in sex with you. It is all love and care. But, when you took that away, I felt disgusted and angry.”

“I am sorry that I treated you like a slut”, he said softly.

“I am sorry that I broke my promise and let others fuck me while being with you”, I replied.

“It’s Ok”, he said. “We both know that we cannot marry each other. Eventually, we have to have sex with someone else.”

“I know that but as long as we are together, I only want it with you”, I replied. “But, I might need to have it with someone else. I need to get you out of your trouble.”

“Hahaha”, he laughed and took one of my boobs into his mouth.

“Hey, that’s for our daughter to drink”, I exclaimed.

“I am her father. I have a right to drink it. And I also need to regain some strength”, he said.

After that, we both bunked the remaining of classes. I took him to my house and there, we fucked a few more times.

That is all for this part folks. In the next one, I will tell you about the sex session I had with Mr. Singh to bail Vipin out of his problem.

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