Sexy Music Teacher Wild Sex With Horny Student

Hy guys. I am jaggs. This story is about my music teacher. My music teacher’s name is Subhalakshmi. She is my neighbour. She is from Chennai and I used to love her company. It was my hobby to ogle at her sexy body. That was when I told my parents I wanted to learn to play some musical instruments. They both agreed and told me to go to Subhalakshmi’s house. So she started taking class for me on evenings, daily. She tutored the other students on Wednesdays and Saturdays.

We had gotten really close to each other through the classes and interactions. She used to wear loose tops which would expose her hanging big boobs and her cleavage when she bends over in front of me to help with the notes. Obviously, it would make my dick rise.

We used to talk daily between the classes and during tea breaks. She was a married lady with her husband in marine navy. My parents were also a huge help to her. So she was quite open to me.

One day we talked about her desire to travel before marriage but she never really got a chance. I told her I also have a bucket list which I have planned to check off before getting settled. She smiled at me and told me to check it all before I am anchored.

I used to compliment her beauty and flirt with her quite openly and she would flirt with me back too. But I used to see the loneliness and sadness in her eyes. I wanted to give her some memorable time and make her smile. That’s when I thought that I should take her out. So, I asked her whether she was free the next Saturday to go for some shopping. Even though she hesitated at first, I requested many times and she agreed.

On Saturday, she cancelled her music class and came with me. First, we went to a movie theatre and we watched a movie together. It was a love story and she loved it. We then went to a cafe and had some of her favourite ice creams. Her eyes glowed with joy, all day.

Then we went shopping. It was a long shopping hour but I helped her choose some hot clothes. I told her she would look so hot and sexy in those clothes and I would be falling in love with her in those fabrics. She smiled and replied saying that I was a naughty boy. I smiled back.

Later, when I dropped her at my house, she hugged me and gave me a kiss on my cheeks. She told me that she loved the whole experience. I told her it was no biggie and she could count on me to give her more wonderful experiences now and then.

After that, our relationship got to another level. She started asking me about my relationships and I told her I had a few. She then went a little further and asked how far had I went with them. I, being an open person, told her that I had fucked most of my girlfriends and quite often, I loved their big boobs and their sluttiness.

She was shocked to hear that (must have made her shy). She didn’t expect me to be this open. But it was fine with her. I asked her about hers. She said she had some swings but it came to a stop after she met Aryan (her husband).

During those times, we also used to laugh teasing each other with adult jokes. It made us both more comfortable with each other in telling anything we had in mind.

The thing was we both were getting seduced by each other without even knowing. We both talked about our sexual fantasies. I told her that I loved big boobs and married women. Those were my fetishes. She very well knew what I was implying.

I started going to her house at 4 pm which is the time she would be coming out of her evening bath. She would open the door in a white towel that would barely cover her fatty thighs. The view of the drops of water sliding down her cleavage would make me crazy most times. I would sit on the sofa, lean back to peep on her body-show and to see her change the dress through the reflection in the mirror. She used to notice this and would give me a flying kiss when she was done.

My sexual urges were at its peak and she was flirting more with me. The temperature of bodies was rising whenever we were close. We started having some sexy chats through our phones but we hadn’t taken any step further.

One day, I reached her house. She opened the door. Wow, what a scene! My Indian sexy teacher was in her bath towel with water flowing through her cleavage. She bit her lips a few times while she was exchanging pleasantries. She was moving her finger over her neck. It made me mad. Without any further thought, I kissed her immediately, pushing the door behind to close with my leg. I pushed her against the wall.

Once in the house, I started to kiss her neck and started to squeeze her boobs over the towel. She started to moan, my dick had already become like a hot rod. She, in her sweet moaning voice, told me not to stop!

Then I made her lie on the sofa as I had a kinky idea. I removed her towel and as the towel dropped, I saw her pinks nipples on her big melody boobs. I went crazy as I saw her shaven white pussy. She was a beautiful girl with a wheatish complexion and 36C round boobs and 38 ass cheeks.

I pulled her nipples slightly and started to rub her nipples slowly. I squeezed those nipples with my nails and her moan was sweet and demanding for more. Her boobs were turning red from the pain.

Then I placed her boobs between two-paper clips (which were on the table) and started to play onthose nipples with the chip of the guitar. It made her more and more horny. I then rubbed the chip all over body while I bit her nipples to make her scream more.

I moved the chip into her pussy, started to rub her insides like it was chords to get the music out. Her rhythmic moans were the music. She was getting to love my creativity and this continued for some time.

I kept on playing with her boobs. I was squeezing her boob with one hand as if I was bringing out the milk from them. At the same time, I moved my other hand between her legs. She felt my hand and she kissed me quite passionately. Her tongue was rolling and having a fight with my tongue. She was a good kisser.

In the meantime, she had already become wet down there from her pussy juices. I rubbed her pussy lips. Her body started to tremble. She was screaming from the hard animal-like squeezes on her boobs. Then I licked her neck on both sides and her moans filled the house.

Teacher lowered my trousers, slowly raised my t-shirt, and separated the buttons. She dropped it to the ground while I removed my underwear. She gave a rub on my dick while I kissed all over her face, licking her face with my tongue out.

I then bit her lips and she gave out laps of painful breathes, pushing me to leave. But I made her lips bleed and then placed her on the piano with my hand fondling her boobs. She moaned occasionally when I got rough with her boobs. Her hands put all their weight on the keys, giving out musical sounds along with her moans.

I went down on her. I kissed her both thighs and raised her legs slowly, licking it from feet to her thighs. Then I started to lick her pussy, biting her pussy area – the skin, the flaps – all over.

I fingered her and her pussy walls were crushing my fingers. I was relentlessly fingering her. Then I inserted four fingers into her pussy while my teeth kept pinching the insides of her pussy.

She told me she wanted more and she was trying hard to catch her breath. Tears rolled down from her eyes when I started to scratch her pussy skin and made it to bleed. As her lips closed up, she was getting a hard grip on the keys to rip off, giving non-rhythmic sounds.

I then started to push my four fingers together into her tight pussy. Yes, her pussy was really tight and with my every push and continuous tongue licking, Subha screamed and cried. She was scratching on the piano.

Then I continued to pump her with my fingers. Her pussy was stretching for my cock. She started to lick and scratch my chest. It was like she was attacking me for flesh. She wanted a man’s cock so badly. I moved to her shaven armpits and licked there.

Then I took her boobs in my hand and was pulling the nipples to make her moan. I pushed them inward into her boobs to the max and made her scream with my every press. In the meantime, she had got hold of my rod and was stroking it with her soft hands. She squeezed my cock which made her smile while I moaned.

Her hand grabbed my other hand and started to lick my fingers like she was licking my cock. She was on the verge of cumming and came closer to my mouth. I pumped my cock into her pussy and she screamed. My dick didn’t go in much. As her pussy slowly started to stretch and she started to cry, I stopped. I waited for a minute and then slowly pushed it in again. I asked whether she wanted me to stop. She said she could take one more cock!

We laughed and I started to pump into her wet pussy while I fondled her boobs. Then I turned to lie down on the bed and she started to ride me. Her big boobs were bouncing due to her hard pumps. I caught them one by one to bite those nipples and squeeze them. She moaned and told me to give her a child. She was a slutty woman beneath all that. My upward thrust along with her movements gave more penetration. We came together and I cummed in my teacher’s tight pussy.

We both had some more adventures in the last few months. Stay tuned for more Indian student and teacher sex stories.

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