Yeh unn dino ki baat hai jab main B.Com last year mein tha. This was the year when I had joined coaching classes for MBA entrance. To pay more attention to my preparation, I shifted my base to Kanpur from Allahabad and rented a room in KakaDeo.
Ek din main jab subah class ja raha tha toh building ki parking mein ek admi par meri nazar padi jo lagbhag 35 sal ka raha hoga. But, he was way too hot for 35 years old. I saw him parking his SUV while I was looking for space for my bike. I came to know that he was teaching English to MBA aspirants.
Ek week bad jab main shaam ko coaching se parking ki taraf wapas aa raha tha, accidently meri chest kisi ki chest se takrayi. This was Suhridh sir. My heart and dick got very happy after feeling a glimpse of his masculinity. His forearms were firm and the chest was super chiseled. I would now peek in his shirt to check how strong his chest was as 3 buttons of his shirt got open after hitting my flat chest. That’s not it; he has a perfect v shape body too.
Isse phle main kuch keh pata Suhrid Sir ne hi bol diya, “Sorry! Hey, I saw you in my class; what is your name?”
“Atul, Sir,” maine sharmate hue jawab diya.
“Take care and sorry again,” he left me wanting him even more.
Maine muskurat hue unko greet kiya aur room par aa gaya. Room par aakar mujhse control nahi hua aur main Sir ko imagine karke masturbate karne laga. Fir kuchh din parking mein hi meri aur sir ki casual batein chalti rahin.
Fir, ek din mujhe Blued par ek ID se request aayi. Maine request ignore kardi simply because this ID looked fake. This had Hritik Roshan’s pic as profile pic and hardly had any other photo of this person. Once I declined the request, mujhe same ID se message aaya. Toh maine reply kiya – “Khudki photo itni kharab hai jo dusro ki daalkar rakhi hai.”
“Alsi pic kisi ne misuse karli to?” doosri taraf se palat ke reply aaya.
Maine bola kisi aur ko pagal banana aur chat disconnect kardi. Mujhe laga koi friend hi masti kar raha hoga.
After two days, I got a message from the same ID. The person on the other side sent his pic. Maine bola, “main kaise mann lun ke yeh tum hi ho”. Mujhe bharosa nahi hua lekin fir bhi maine casual chatting start kardi. The next day, I asked the other person to share his number, he denied. In response, I simply asked him not to chat with me. I didn’t get any message in return.
Raat ko chat pop up hui. Usne mujhse mera number manga! I very hesitantly gave him my number. After 5 minutes, I received a message. Maine us number ko True Caller par dekha toh usmein naam ‘Suhridh’ likha aya. I was shocked. Maine same id par message kiya, “Tum Suhridh Sir ho na?” Usne mana kiya. Fir maine bola number toh Suhridh ka hi hai. Palat ke koi jawab nahi aaya. I got confused so I sent a goodnight message and went to sleep. Morning mein same number se message aaya – “Aaj shaam ko milo pakring mein coaching ke bad.”
Shaam ko main ready hua aur ghar se nikla. Pata nahi aaj kya hone wala tha, but mann mein ek ajeeb si, unexplainable si excitement thi. “Shayad Suhridh sir ne mera number coaching ke records se nikala ho. Kya pata,” maine mann hi mann ssocha. Kahir, main coaching ke bad parking mein pahucha. Peechhe se ek awaaz aayi – Aaj bike yahin chhod do.” This was Suhridh sir.
When I saw him in brown trouser and right-sleeved t-shirt, my heart just skipped a beat. Maine khud ko control kiya – was this dream or reality I didn’t know. Suhridh sir asked me to get in his car. Car highway pe ek budget hotel ke samne ruki.
“Mujhe trust karte ho na?”, Sir ki aankho mein ek ajeeb sa nasha tha.
Maine, thartharate hothon se “Han” kaha.
Humne hotel mein check in kiya. Sir asked me to put blind-fold on my eyes. I obeyed him and waited. When I open my eyes I saw him the way I imagined him in my fantasies. He was in his French cut underwear with no t-shirt on. I was so horny that my tool was trying to get out of my pant. Unhone apna underwear utara. Jo maine apne samne dekha wo dekhne ki cheez thi – a super-hard, super-thick 8″ dick.
Maine mauke ka fayda uthaya, aur turant unka d*ck apne munh mein dal ke kas se dawaya. Mein unke size se itna obsess ho gaya tha ke apne tongue ke har angle se unko pleasure dena chahta tha. BJ 10 minutes tak chala. He lifted me in his arms aur hum madhosh hoke ek doosre ko kiss karne lage.
I started squeezing his wide chest keenly. He took off my clothes. We resumed our smooching act. I started kissing him from shoulders to his chest. He grabbed my ass and start eating it like a hungry kid. Seeing sir naked in front of me was like a dream to me. Afraid, that he might change his mind any minutes, I started stroking his monster.
Suhridh Sir was moaning and breathing heavily. Amid these increasing moans, I tried to swallow his 8 incher in a go. Unke munh se nikalne wale “Aaah!” mein bahut passion aur excitement tha. I encouraged him to take charge and asked him to spank me!
As per my fantasy, I wanted him to dominate me. He took control and started biting my nipples while spanking me mercilessly, both at the same time. Too horny by this time, he put his road in my tight hole and pushed it all at once. Mein dard se behosh hone laga. Magar dheere dheere dard pleasure mein badal gaya.
He was going crazy while butchering my ass. I made a cross position and invited him in. Next position was the doggy style. He grabbed my nipples from behind and started fuc*ing me mercilessly. Both of us started enjoying it. During 40 minutes of f*cking, we switched to the many positions. Mujhe lagta hai humnein us din kayi nayi positions invent bhi karli hongi. I asked him to look into my eyes while making my ass cry for its life.
After 10 minutes he said that he was going to unload inside me. I encouraged him to do so. He increased the speed and after a couple of minutes, his cum reached the deepest depths of my ass which was by now swollen.