Shwetha was horny. She couldn't get him off her mind. She masturbated all the time thinking of him. This wasn't right..this wasn't what a proper Indian girl was supposed to do. Who was she thinking of that way? It was her high school science teacher, of course.
How did she get here..let me tell you the story..
Shwetha was a pretty young girl; she had long flowy hair coming down to the middle her back, gorgeous eyes, luscious lips and a smile to die for. She was pretty hot looking and her breasts were magnificent..budding just at the right size for her growing frame., her nipples were always pointy and she had aereole the size of a susan b anthony. Why did she develop this mad crush on her teacher? Well... her teacher was an Indian too, a rarity in US schools.
Jay, emigrated to the US is the late 90s and was originally a technology professional.But he became disillusioned with his role and decided that he wanted a career change into teaching..He had given tuition class to kids back home and thought he thought he was good at it. He worked hard in getting an education degree from Northwestern and dealing with being an graduate student and assistant teacher rookie so late in life. He was proficient at Science and Math and got a full time job teaching high school math and science in a small suburb of Chicago called Wilmette.
But Jay, had a secret no one knew. While it was not the reason he left his old job it was a strong reason for why he chose his new one. He loved watching young women..
It was into this sexually charged atmosphere that Shwetha walked into. Jay, was the AP/College course coordinator in his school. Shwetha, always at the top of her class and she did that not being pushed by her parents;..she was just a natural. She had enough credits to graduate almost a year early, but she chose to stay and enjoy her last year of school. She had no core classes left to take; so she took drama and some college level classes that Jay was starting to do as a pilot program with his Alma mater college
One day in Mr jay's class, he assigned them a fairly complex problem to solve on their own As they quietly started to work on their tasks, jay walked to his desk and sat down. Since the kids were deeply engaged in their assignment he slowly fished out his cock from his pants and started to gently stroke it. He had positioned his desk so that even if anyone walked in the room he could quickly put his dick back in his pants without anyone noticing. He was looking over the kids in his class as they began to work and were concentrating furiously. He had a good mix of girls in his class and was pleased. There was a nice variety of big and small, those that had developed breast early and those that were late bloomers, white, black hispanic, asian and indian. He paid special attention to the Indian ones..a couple of them were awkward and with braces, but there was one who was perfect in every form..shwetha.
He started to watch her and she was furiously figuring things out..she looked so cute with her nose crunched up in concentratio. He noticed that she had worn a looser top today and could just make out the swell of her breasts and a little hint cleavage. but he couldn't see clearly. He decided to get closer so he waited to let his cock calm down and decides to walk up and down the rows of chairs and look at their progress. In order to not be obvious he started down the other rows..Every row he walked through, he would pause to look at the girls from above and slightly behind and look down their blouse. He took mental snapshots but was careful not to show arousal.
When he got to Shwetha's desk he stopped. He immediately noticed her wonderful cleavage..she had worn something loose and he could make out the outline of a purple bra; it wasn't too fancy but he could make a out a bit of lace. He watched her as she breathed deeply in and out and her chest rose and fell with each breath.
Shwetha could feel Jay hovering over her and after a minute of no interactions she turned around. However, what she saw at eye level was the crotch of his khaki pants. She could make out a slight bulge and outline of his cock but it wasn't fully hard.. She gulped and slowly looked up to see J giving her a wonderful smile and he mouthed.."you're doing a good job..you;re far ahead of everyone else" he then gave her a small touch of her shoulder and moved back to his desk. That touch sparked something in her..She had never really given him much of a thought sexually, but she had a sudden reaction down deep. She watched him from behind and lingered on his bottom; now that's what a man looks like. She was surprised at her reaction and shook her head and got back to her problem.
It was 10 mins later when she snapped out of her concentration a she wrapped up her problem. She looked up and looked to the front of the room and noticed something odd. Mr. J was looking at one of the other girls in the room, a big breasted cheerleader named Amanda..But she noticed something else..he was slowly moving his arms a bit under his desk. It was rhythmic and looked like he was scratching something? She kept watching him more until she had a sudden blot of realization that he was jacking off..She let out an involuntary gasp..Mr. J turned to look at the noise and locked eyes with Shwetha. If her skin wasn't the light brown it was, he would be able to make out the redness from her blushing.
He knew he had been caught but she didn't seem to be making a big deal of it; so he didn't over react to it. He stopped stroking himself. Shwetha, calmed herself down and then decided to leave. She got up, gathered her things and walked to the front of her room...her legs shaky. .She stuttered "Mr. J, I'm done early..Can i leave now"..he took her paper and slowly looked at it and saw that she had nailed the solution. He smiled and said, "good job..go ahead"
Shwetha, mumbled a thanks and walked into the hallway. She closed the door and leaned on the wall next to the door to catch her breath.. She realized she had not been breathing for a few mins with excitement and maybe a pang of jealousy. Once she calmed down she slowly peeked in through the small window in the door and noticed Mr. J looking at the class but moving his hands up and down again.."Whoa..he really is jacking off". She hurriedly took her stuff and went to the bath room and went into one of the stalls .She knew she only had a few minutes before class ended and the students would come poring in. She put one foot on the toilet bowl and lifted up her knee length skirt and started stroking herself through her panties..She was thinking of Mr. J and his cock..She had not seen, it but she imagined it. This was getting her too horny..so she took off her panties and then restarted stroking herself..She stuck her finger in her pussy and started softly moaning his name "Mr. J" and picturing him sliding his dick into her and him pulling out and cumming all over her face and breasts. She imagined taking him in her mouth and sucking on his cock.. A few minutes of this and she exploded in orgasm...It was strong and she was lucky no one was around..she could not control it or the loud noises she made
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This is what sparked her obsession..She began to look forward to his class to see him. She learned to dress a bit more sexily and made sure to freshen up a bit just for Mr. J's class. She would wear tops with more and more cleavage but would wear a jacket with a zip in front. Most of the day she would keep it zipped up and keep herself hidden from the other boys. However, when she sat down in Mr; J's class she would unzip enough of it to show off her breasts. J enjoyed his walks around the class even more and he started to masturbate thinking of shwetha. He imagined her luscious lips around his cock, her riding his cock from on top, his stretching out her virgin pussy and she wrapping her feet around his ass, he budding breasts and pointy nipples. One day, he noticed her intensely watching him while he was stroking himself. He immediately stopped and she gave him a big smile and showed her fist moving closer to her mouth and back and her tongue pushing her cheeks out as if to simulate her sucking on a cock. It was just a couple of seconds and he knocked a stapler off his desk in surprise. Once he fetched it from the floor he looked back toward the class and got an ever bigger shock. Shwetha was in the front row and had her legs spread wide apart and he could see all the way up to her underwear. From the distance he was at, he could not make out the color but it looked white or light pink. His jaw dropped and he looked up to her face and noticed her staring right back with a smirk on her face. He knew he had been caught..He was petrified. He also realized that she was doing this on purpose..Damn,,,,,the minx was enjoying it.
Shwetha closed her legs, but could feel her pussy flooding her panties SHE got such a thrill out of teasing him..knowing she was manipulating this older man..She realized she would start dripping if she didn't take care of it..She stood from her desk and mustering as much swinging of her hips as she could she slowly went to the front. Mr. J went pale. he expected to be confronted. She asked if she could go to the bathroom..he stammered an ok and gave her the hall pass from his drawer and she gave him a sultry smile and walked to the door, swinging her hips and making her skirt move back and forth. She knew he was watching her ass and it turned her on..she felt a burst of moisture between her legs and her nipples ace painfully in her bra.. In the bathroom, she wiped herself off with toilet paper and realized the gusset of her panties was soaked with her pussy juices..She didn't have time to masturbate, but she had a dirty thought..could it work? no..there's not chance..will I get in trouble..definitely not..I have something on him and he would not dare turn me in. She stripped off the panties and bunched it up in her hands. She walked back to the class and went to the desk to drop off the hall pass. When Mr. J opened his hand to take it, she put her hand on his and quickly let the panties drop into his hands. He had a stunned look when he realized what it was and quickly pulled it down out of sight.
Satisfied, Shwetha then walked back to her desk. She could not concentrate. J in the meantime could not believe what he he was holding. Shwetha's light pink panties..and most surprisingly it was wet..He could smell the pussy juice even with the panties from below the desk. He so wanted to put it to his nose and face and smell the panties but With everyone around he dared not do it. , But he was able to run his finger on the wetness and slowly bring it up to his nose and lips. She smelled heavenly. His dick was at full mast. He dared not stroke it or he would cum in his khaki pants..ha..he wouldn't be able to explain that.
When class was over, all the students walked out. Shwetha, stayed behind and slowly gather her stuff. She told her friends she would catch up with them..When they were alone she walked to the front. She put both palms on the desk and leaned forward over the desk a bit and whispered.."You've been naughty Mr. J..Looking up my skirt and my pussy. tst tst..In your hand is my gift to you..enjoy it..We;ll do this again tomorrow." and she walked out.
From that day on, they both looked forward to this foreplay..They gave each other sly smiles and Shwetha would make sure to soak her panties in cum everyday. She would then give him these panties when she saw him in the hallway between her other classes. During one of the breaks he would go the bathroom, put the panties on his face and breathe deeply..smelling her pussy deeply..even licking at it..He would take his pants off and stroke himself, imagining it was his face licking, tasting and smelling that virgin pussy. He made sure to cum right on the crotch of her panties. When she came into class he would stand near the door and place the wet panties in her hand as she walked in,,,no one would see it. She would take a break during class go to the bathroom and put on those panties..She could feel his cum on her crotch and it got her more excited..She was more obsessed with him now...she couldn't keep him off her mind.
They continued to tease each other like this all through the last few months of school. She would spend an inordinate amount of time getting ready for him everyday..She went shopping (with her parents knowing) and bought new panties of all kinds. She loved her new collection of boy shorts and bikini panties and mixed them up with grown-up lacy types and those with cartoon characters. J for his part loved them all.
Did they have mad passionate sex? Well, that for me to know and for you to find out
After graduation she went off to college and he didn't see her for a long time. He ran into her at the 15 year class reunion. He didn't like going to them but went hoping she would be there..She had gotten married to a guy named Arvind and had a kid. but she looked just like he remembered sultry, and sexy but now a total MILF with gorgeous breasts, long legs, and great smile. She gave him a sly smile and whispered.."You look as hot as before J..the gray hairs make you more distinguished"..When she thought no one was looking she squeezed his pants looking for his cock.."Umm..just as I remember". They didn't get a chance to talk or get together privately the rest of the night
As the party was winding down, she came over as her husband went to grab her coat. She gave him a hug and took his hands and placed something in it and turned around and sashayed away. J looked down at this hands and saw a pair of soaking wet black lace thongs.....
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