Computer Science Teacher Renuka – One Hell Of A Seductress

Hi, I am a 22-year-old guy from Coimbatore with my own sexual fantasies, but it has never worked out for me until last week. This is my first time writing here, so please bear with my writing.

We, a group of friends, were on a tour to recreate old memories. Visiting old schools and taking pictures of the seats where we sat and all sort of lush memories was our routine. We took photos with our old school teachers too. It was all fun.

Back in our school days, there was one hot teacher with right fairness and perfect figure. We have all masturbated at her image. Her name is Renuka; she handled Computer Science. She had the right height, right fairness, right body, and shape. Enough for every boy to drool over her.

As incredulous it may sound, she seemed to enjoy the drool and being the centre of attention. We would often call her to our desk to clear doubts so that when she leans in, we can be enchanted by her milky cleavage. And during our lab sessions, when clearing doubts, she engages from behind with over our shoulders. I have been aroused by her breaths on my shoulders innumerable time. She was one woman every man craves for.

I was quite shocked to see her retain her slender image. It looked like she didn’t age at all. Her boobs, still stout and poking; face, as radiant as ever; shape is what we see in statues. And when she took the photo, she placed put her hand around me and on my waist. It was like a god’s boon for me. Even my friends teased about it. It wouldn’t have been much of an attention if her boobs weren’t caressing my arms and wound herself around me.

We got all the teachers’ mobile numbers before we left.

So I reached home and then I texted her.

Me: It was really worth the good time spent with you. Will cherish the memory. (I didn’t even expect a reply as it was pretty much the same text I sent all my teachers)

Renuka: For me too. Visit often.

(Then ‘what you are doing?’, ‘how is life?’ kind of questions. After quite some time, you know, there is an awkward silence that both the parties don’t type anything but stare at the screen for other to start a new topic. It could have been two or three minutes before I saw that ‘typing..’ on WhatsApp).

Renuka: So when are you guys planning to visit again. You could notify our former principal and secretary for an official visit.
Me: That’s probably never going to happen as our group might not get an opportunity to get together again.

Renuka: Maybe you could visit my home when you are free. I am all alone in my house. (Thought of a potential signal, but shit scared)
Me: What about your daughter and your husband? (Bad question)

Renuka: My daughter is in a hostel and I could have a talking companion as it is boring.
Me: I will visit you in a week if you promise me ice creams ;) (Bad move again)

Renuka: Just give me a call before you make plans.
Me: Sure.

So I visited her at around 3:00 in the afternoon, yesterday. I didn’t give a call or sort hoping to catch her off-guard. It was a holiday. So I knew she would be at home or I hoped so. When I was at the door and even after ringing the bell for the umpteenth time, there was no answer.

When I turned back to leave, there she was watching me play with the switch of her doorbell. She blurted out a good laugh after I turned to go away. I smiled awkwardly and asked her where she was. Apparently, she had gone to pay the rent and buy the necessities. She opened the door, turned on the TV, and asked me to wait as she wants to get changed.

She came out in a grey tank top and sexy as hell. Her hair looked like it suddenly came out of the Sunsilk Ad and was wavering gracefully behind with the fan. There was no bra strap; I assumed she wore no bra. But when my eye caught her breasts, it wasn’t very lively and looked like it was held back. The hall was good enough for a woman to live. There was no speck of dust on the floor, or on the wall, or on the roof. A perfect house to live in.

She asked if I wanted anything to eat for which I said no. But she insisted and walked to the kitchen. The dance of her ass as she walked gave me a boner. She came back after a couple of minutes still wearing that radiant smile. In front of the sofa on which I was sitting was a small table under which a few books were sprawled.

She bent down and arranged the books. I could see her stomach through her cleavage. Yes, she wore no bra. And this time, I could see the complete structure of her boobs and the nipples. It was so fluffy like a cotton cloud drenched with sugared milk. My dick got extremely hard and was poking my underwear. She looked up and gave a slight smirk. I guess she saw my dick.

She got up again with a lurch and her boobs needed like 5 seconds and 3 bounces to go back to stationary. Her boobs bounced and shuddered with every stride. And the odour of her body would mesmerize any man.

She came back from the kitchen with a glass of hot chocolate. I wanted to pour it all over her body and clean her with my tongue. She wanted to show me some of her photographs.

She got the album and sat close to me. Our thighs and shoulders were touching and with a slight movement of my arm, I could feel her boobs.

At first, the pics were all simple. Some taken in tours and in her home. Then came the pictures of her in a theme park. I am not going to lie here. Even an actress would look less hot, wearing black tights and openly showing her cleavage. Not to mention the pictures of water games. I concluded her boobs to be 36. As she explained every bit of her experience, she got excited and moved closer and closer to me. It was then I decided to try my luck.

I placed my right arm around her on her waist and on its way to her boobs. I hesitated a bit but chose to move forward. It was in no time caressing the corner of her boobs. She turned to me. There wasn’t a bit of hesitation in her face and there was no remorse. I leaned in and kissed her neck and my left hand touched her lips and slowly moved, keeping the pressure light as a feather.

I kissed her again on the neck and slowly kissed my way below her neck. My left hand was on her breast. I receded for a moment and found Renuka’s eyes gleaming. I kept my left arm’s pressure light as a feather and circled her milky boobs, slowly making all the way to the nipples.

Then I got aggressive and kissed her lips as hard as I could and as fast as I could. I pressed her boobs so hard that she couldn’t control and let a soft moan. I pushed her on the sofa, still sucking her lips and pressing her boobs vigorously.

Slowly, I moved down kissing her chin and her neck and to her cleavage. I kissed her boobs and slid my hand under her tank top. God! It felt so soft and fluffy.

She flinched and increased her moans as I softly pinched her right nipple with my thumb and forefinger.

Then I receded and looked at her. She was ready to go all the way, and her eyes asked for more. I removed my shirt and her tank top. Yes, she wore bra or slip or anything beneath. As I undressed her, her boobs fell down from the grip of that tight T and she gave a naughty smile – a smile that I have never before. A smile that made her more wanted, a smile that made her irresistible.

I was witnessing the god’s most beautiful creation. She was a beauty with the ideal structure and shape that surpassed all of the erotic statues ever built.

Then I buried myself between her boobs and she pressed them with my hands on top of it. I pressed her boobs twice again with my face still in the middle. I could even feel the giggles and shimmers of her boobs with the vibration from my hands. My left hand still on the boob, but idle. I pressed her right boob hard with my right hand and sucked it with my right hand.

After a soft nibble, she let a loud moan and her hip was in motion. I responded to it with my hip and made her feel my rock hard boner. Her eyebrows made soft creases in between and lips slightly open, leaving huge gasps of breaths. Her hands were over her head on the side clenching the soft cloth of the sofa and making hard wrinkles.

I left a soft pressure on her left breast and moved my lips to the nipple. I kept the pressure on her right breast and my grasp was strong. Her moan was even louder and she turned her face and to the other side and her hips could themselves undo my pants. It was that fast. Love bites were all over her breasts.

I moved my right hand to her hand over the head and our fingers locked. Her other hand was down and near her vagina. I delicately placed my other hand and she was happy to lock her fingers. Her grip was as strong as mine if it was not stronger. Our lips were locked and were playing on their own. And finally, she let her tongue inside mine as I felt the warmth and nectar of it. She wanted to be on top and I could see it with her struggle.

I kissed her neck again and then her cleavage and then her navel. I meticulously twisted my tongue and she pressed my head against her hard. Her hand was well placed and made locks of hair on my head. Her grasp on the wisps of my hair was soft as it meant a sweet message.

I went further down pulling her skirt all the way down. She was wearing a black pantie and her insides made a fine impression on the pantie. As I was about to kiss her vagina or pussy or whatever the name was, she placed her feet on my chest and gently pushed me. And then she slowly worked up my face and I kissing her feet as it moved up.

Renuka: Get me the hot chocolate (in a seducing tone).

I didn’t say anything. I kissed her toes one last time before I found myself walking to the kitchen. The hot chocolate was on a small glass vessel – looked like leftovers, but pretty hot. As I came from the kitchen with the flowers engraved glass vessel, I suddenly stopped and gawked at her pose as she turned to me. And she was completely naked. She wasn’t on the sofa anymore but on the floor.

She stood up and walked to the bedroom, slightly smirking and seeing me from the corner of her eyes. Her hot ass was even a beauty as a separate entity. I followed her inside. She had already turned the AC on and then, suddenly, I felt the strange chillness of the floor.

She placed herself in a tranquil manner on the floor and eyed me. It looked to me as if she was calling me. I placed the chocolate near her and removed my pants and inners. She gawked at my strangely bent penis and widened her smile. Unlike all the porn movies, my erect penis was not touching the abdomen or anything. It was perpendicular to my body and slightly arched downward. It was perfect for the ideal doggie fashion.

She took a sip of hot chocolate from the vessel and then took some with her hands. She smoothed it over my penis and it was hot as hell. I flinched and twitched at the hotness, but it didn’t make my erection less in any way.

She held my penis and cleaned it with slow kisses and as she caught the last drip from the tip, she took my penis and sucked it slowly. She stroked my penis a couple of times and licked and played with the pink for quite some time. With every touch of my sensitive pink, I flinched and that was the first time I have ever felt something like that.

I was almost about to cum, but I didn’t want to, at least not that sooner. She kissed my penis and fondled the balls for the last time before I bent down and kissed her again. I let her sip the hot chocolate again. I took a sip too.

And then I pushed her to the chilled floor and poured a good part of the choc on her boobs and her stomach. It looked to me like a pair of chocolate mountains, forming a valley of dripping chocolate gently flowing to her stomach and ending in the chocolate pond of her navel. She took a deep breath with a hiss and gasp with a hiss too. I didn’t move to her lips before a couple of hisses. I needed the time to take the choc in my mouth.

Then I let the chocolate drip in her nectar, tasting her tongue and wetness all along. Our hands had locked already. I moved to her neck after it was just our lips and tongues caressing each other. I sucked every drop of chocolate and sweat as she moaned and flinched.

By the time I moved to the valley, the chocolate from the Booby Mountains had started to drip and formed their own route to her cleavage and to the floor. The chocolate was thicker than the one I drunk. I cleaned her cleavage and then her boobs. God! It was a treat I never wished for.

I removed my hands from her lock and massaged her boob as I sucked one clean. I couldn’t move away from her softness. Her pink nipples had turned dark with the chocolate that I couldn’t have differentiated if it wasn’t for the pointy ends.

I circled her breasts with my mouth and drunk every droplet of the chocolate. She licked my hand clean. I moved to the navel, but it was a quick journey as most of the drips were already on the floor. I was drunk with Renuka and chocolate. And it would take a couple days to think straight again. My penis was leaking cum as she played with it when I extricated my hands from hers. But I cared less.

I moved to her vagina and my chocolate stinking mouth was playing its magic there too. Then I stretched her legs and started licking and sucking her candy layers of paradise. I stretched her legs a little further again and kissed in the middle. Then I put my tongue and moved slowly. She pushed my heads to her vagina and her moans had become continuous and perpetual.

I slowly increased the pace of my tongue and the slurping sound blended with her moans to become the erotic symphony of sex. She leaned a bit forward with the support of her arm; her other arm was on my head pushing toward. It was as if she controlled her head. Her hips started stroking forward to my mouth.

I sucked the lips of her vagina as hard as I could and then the droplets of orgasm splat and treated my face. She was loose and tranquil. Her moans had stopped and it was just huge gasps of air. A silent breath of relief rose from her throat and then she closed her legs slowly.

I moved slightly away. She smiled and made me lean on my back. I felt the chillness of the floor on my back and the warmth of her body on me. She had hugged me tight and kissed my neck and then my lips. She moved to my cock again and gave me a memorable blowjob. It was nothing like in the porn movies. There was no slurping sound. It was calm and pleasurable. I told her when I was about to cum, and she even drank it. Maybe for that squirt I took.

My penis grew hard again soon. As we were caressing and kissing each other, I slowly brushed my penis against her vagina. She was craving for that too. When I slowly tried to thrust, she kicked my chest again. Only this time, it was very strong and I almost fell on my back. I was startled. She came forward, kissed my cheek, and said, “We don’t have a condom”.

Fair point. We cuddled and playing with each other for a while until the clock’s ding reminded of the time. I slowly moved away from her. I told her that I wanted to leave. She showed me the washroom and asked me to help myself. A part of me wanted her to join in the bathroom. But it was time for me to go.

When I came out, I confessed that she was my crush. She was happy to hear it. When I was about to leave, I asked her, “So, when do we meet again?”

“Let’s see. If the time permits, I will call you”, she said.

When I turned to leave, ‘I felt really good, today’, she added. I smiled and in no time, I was on my way home.

I guess I didn’t lose my virginity even after all this.

Do you think I should have forced and penetrated her? Would love to read your suggestions and reviews on my new sex story. Do ping me at [email protected] even if there are other queries.

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