Episode 27 8211 The Naughty Professor
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Hello, friends, this is Arun Mohapatra from Bhubaneswar, Odisha, writing my relative’s story and my first story here at ISS. So let me introduce to the characters of my story. I am portraying the character of my relative. Here it takes off.
I am Utkal Keshari Panda, aged 25 from Bhubaneswar. This all happened recently. My height, 5 ft, 6 inches with cock size, 6.5 inches and girth, 2.5 inches. I belong to a middle-class family. Our house consists of two people my dad and me.
My dad’s name is Sovan Panda. He is a business person. He works a lot but never forgets me even in a hefty schedule. My mom died due to cancer when I was just 2 years old. So I sometimes miss my mom when I see my friend’s mom with them.
I sometimes sob when I remember my mom. But God is merciful for giving me such a caring, loving dad. My dad takes care of every need of mine. But still, no one can take a mother’s place.
My dad did not marry again. He was afraid that his 2nd wife wouldn’t take good care of me. He raised me with very much love and affection. I was very close to my dad.
So let me come to my story again. I completed my +3 in botany Hons from a reputed college (basic science). Then I started looking for a job. Soon I got a job as a tuition teacher in a good institution. But after 2 years I realized that I should complete my higher studies and look for a good and healthy income job.
I applied for admission to a reputed college to study my MSc. Since I scored well in my earlier academy, I got my seat with ease. Here my life changed completely. To date, I never have had any girlfriend as I was a little shy to express my feelings.
Soon all my admission process completed and it was the first day of my college. As it was the first day of my college, I wanted to look handsome. As all, you know friends that the first impression is always the last.
I took a bath, wore my tight-fitting shirt, dark blue jeans with the Rolex watch on my hand, applied scent on my shirt, combed my hair, and came to the dining table. My father was having his lunch. When he saw me, he said, “Wow! Looking great, son, going to impress whom in your college?”
I didn’t say a word, just blushed. Then I had my lunch, took my bike keys, and went to college. While I was going, my father wished me the best of luck. I was happy listening to that.
I entered college and went to the notice board to know about my classroom. After checking the list, I rushed to my classroom. While entering my classroom, I was checking on the girls. As all of you know on the first-day boys check who is a beautiful girl in the class and girls who is a handsome boy.
But I was very disappointed looking at all the girls. I did not find any girl attractive although there were many beautiful girls. But nobody touched my heart. I was very upset. I went to my seat with disappointment.
Soon it was the time for the lectures to start. Within no time the lecturer entered and started teaching us. I was feeling bored. Then soon it was our 30 minutes break time. I thought instead of going outside I should play games on my phone. So I started playing.
The bell rang and recess was over but still, I was on my phone. It was now time for the last lecturer to enter, and she entered. All greeted her but I was playing on my phone so I didn’t see her. A few seconds after I kept my phone in my jeans and looked at my teacher.
Here was the shock waiting for me. I saw her, suddenly I was startled seeing her beauty. I felt as if somebody shot me in my heart with a 9 mm bullet. The pain was unbearable. She was looking like a woman in the late 20s. But later I came to know that her age was 38.
She had round, apple chin face had a dimple on her cheeks, with a small black mole on her lower part of her lip. It added more beauty to her lovely face. She was extremely fair with a voluptuous body. She had huge breasts that were sitting proudly on her chest. It was looking like mountains with a deep valley.
Her butt was round like balloon in shape. Her stomach was fully flat. She had right flesh at the right part. Her figure was probably 38-28-40. I took a photograph of her through my eyes. Any man would have an erection just looking at her.
The girls were just jealous. I also saw some of my classmates looking at her with lustful eyes. I was mesmerized. In my whole life, I was not attracted to any girl as I was now. Looking at her, I had an erection in my jeans. I had a feeling of something inexpressible. Butterflies were playing in my stomach.
Suddenly something distracted me, that was her white saree and white blouse which normally widows wear. Soon I got confirmed looking at her as she was not wearing mangalsutra, no sindoor on her forehead, even not a single bangle. I felt very bad for her as she was just so young and her husband was not with her.
I guessed how miserable her life would be. While I was thinking, I heard her voice for the first time. Her voice was like koel singing, very gentle, soft, as if while she was speaking honey coming from her mouth. Listening to her voice I was more and more attracted to her. She started to teach.
While she was teaching, I was only concentrating on her beautiful face and her assets. I was unable to hear anything. As if I was in another world. Suddenly I had my sense back when the last bell rang. Soon she stopped teaching and was going out of the class.
I thought to follow her, but within no time she went to the staff room. I waited outside of the staff room for a long time to get a glimpse of her. After waiting for more than an hour she came out of the room and started going to the auto stand near our university.
To follow to her house I went to the parking lot, took my bike and went to the stand. But I was disappointed since she was not there. I felt bad and soon I returned to my home.
As my dad was not at the house, I thought of watching porn. I changed to my regular dress and switched on my laptop and started to watch porn. While I was watching porn my teacher’s face whose name I don’t know was playing on my mind.
Soon I lowered my pant and started masturbating characterizing the people on porn as if my teacher and me. Within no time loads and loads of cum flowed from my 6.5-inches penis. In my life, I never have had such an intense orgasm. I was breathing very fast after the orgasm.
I wore my pant, switched off the laptop. Soon I felt tired and went to snooze. I woke up when my father called me for dinner. I freshened up and went to my dinner table to have my dinner. My father brought dinner from my favorite restaurant. While I was eating my father asked
Father – Beta Utkal how was your first day of college?
Me – (thinking of my teacher, got a little excited) Very fine dad.
Seeing my excitement,
Father – Glad you like your university.
Since I was excited, father again asked,
Father – Did you make any friend or a girlfriend?
Me – (little shocked) No dad it’s just the first day of my college. I hardly talked with anyone.
Father – But it seems as if you got something. Something really special.
Me – No, dad nothing. It’s just I liked my university. That’s it.
Father – What did you like the most, dear? Girls? (winking at me)
Me – (with shock) What are you saying, dad?
Father – I was just playing with you. Ok, say what you liked.
Me – (after a pause) I…I…I liked the class; the university, hmm, everything, especially teachers.
Father – Teachers or teacher? (with an awkward smile)
Me – (stumbling) What? No, dad, I liked all my teachers. They are well experienced, supportive, loving, caring. Moreover, they teach us well.
Father – Oh really, beta?
But the way he said that it was a different way than he used to speak. I knew he had some doubt but he didn’t ask me about that, again he said.
Father – Ok. Have your dinner and go to sleep.
Soon we had our dinner. After that, I said good night to him and went to my room. While I was on my bed, I was thinking of my teacher’s beauty. Soon negative thoughts came to my mind. What am I doing lusting for my teacher? Knowing that she is a widow and she is older than me. I started feeling guilty.
I was not unable to sleep. I thought not to think of her but the moment I closed my eyes her face comes to my mind. I was restless. I just got up from my bed and started roaming in my house as a ghost. Suddenly my father saw me and asked.
Father – Son, what happened? You look tense?
Me – (with a frightened voice) No, father I was not feeling sleepy as you know I slept in the evening.
Father – Ok but roaming in the house is not the solution. Go and try to sleep.
Me – Ok, pa.
I went to my room. I was not able to sleep. So, I took my phone and started searching on the net about student-teacher relationships. It was 11.00 pm while searching. I came to know about Indian sex stories. There I saw many stories that were between the student and teacher.
I started reading for more than 4 hours. While reading, my guilt feeling was slowly reducing. I thought positively. I thought it’s just society that made this kind of rule. It’s just feeling a man has for a woman and vice-versa which is not controlled by anyone.
Every person has a right to choose her partner irrespective of sex, religion, caste, age, even if it is taboo. In fact, in our myth, many students had a relationship with their teachers. So why can’t I? It’s not affecting anyone, not even the community. The pain was unbearable thinking about her.
Finally, I took a strong decision to make my teacher mine and went to sleep.
Wait for the next part where you will know what steps I took to make my widow teacher mine. Please please send your comments, reviews to my email id: Waiting for all your reactions.
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CrossdressingDeconstructing the Professor: A Novella Summary: A proud black MILF is slowly dommed by a racist white co-ed. WARNING 1: This story includes many politically incorrect words (such as nigger). If any such words or concepts offend you, please do not read any further WARNING 2: Personal Reflection: I have many kinks. I love the thought of being seduced and used by a younger woman, I love the idea of submitting to a black man or woman (ideally both), I love the thought of utter submission. My...
Chat Night Guest: The Professor On Friday September 24, 11PM PST Edited by Anne-Mal You can contact the Professor at: [email protected] (*Anne-Mal) Hello! (Sir_Lee) It seems I'm the first to arrive today! (*Anne-Mal) So far. Chrissy did have a chat a couple of hours ago. (Sir_Lee) Yes, but I can't hang out before 3:00 GMT, the phone rates kill me! (*Anne-Mal) Ah, your a European too! (Sir_Lee) Not really, I'm from South America. The phone rates here drop...
Professor Michaels sat on the edge of his bed looking at her, his latest coed ‘MaryAnn’. Her face, with eyes closed and mouth slightly open, sleeping now, lay snuggled under the covers, all messy and wrinkled from their earlier lovemaking. He watched his sleeping young lover, maybe 20 or 21, blond, green eyes ... or were they hazel, he couldn’t remember. He couldn’t be sure he remembered her name either. He was terrible with names. So he called them all MaryAnn. Why he picked that name, he...
Tom Smith waved goodbye to the receptionist as he walked out of the office. He couldn’t believe what he was doing. He was actually leaving his office at 5 p.m. The last time he had left his office before 7 p.m. was when he’d had another moment of temporary insanity and left early to go see a movie. When he announced his departure, Sara looked at him like he’d lost his marbles. Her mouth fell open and she’d blurted out, ‘What the fuck?’ before turning bright red with embarrassment. He laughed...
“Zoey! I said no gifts. Why do you never listen to me?” I try not to raise my voice too loudly, since we're in a restaurant. I don't need anyone seeing it's my birthday. I don't like to celebrate it as it is, let alone have all the wait staff come and sing me happy birthday, as everyone gawks at me. No thank you! That is not my idea of fun, not even a little bit. Who even celebrates their twenty seventh birthday anyway? It's not that big of a deal. I agreed to go to dinner, because we hadn't...
MatureWhen I first met Professor Hurley, I automatically knew that I was attracted to him. While he wasn’t as good looking as some of the other professors on campus, he had a charismatic charm that was undeniably irresistible. Fortunately, I wasn’t the only who notice this charm of his which made my comments easier for others to swallow. But to ensure that people wouldn’t notice my infatuation with him, I saved my real thoughts on Professor Hurley for myself. Professor Hurley taught Studio Art....
I’m actually shocked that Professor Stacey Putnam has tolerated this without some form of pushback. Perhaps she is a bit more willing than she first lets on, I think. Goodness knows, I’m enjoying torturing this MILF. Stacey has been blowing my now and doing a good job of it when I have an idea. I pull her head off me. "I will make a deal with you. You are getting me close now. Let me pull out the plug and put my first load in your ass. It would have taken longer to cum but you would have been...
Introduction: My story of how I passed a biology seminar. It was the Spring Quarter of my Freshmen year of college at a very academically prestigious school. I was studying for my Biology degree, coming to the end of my first year. Usually this is the time when people go out, have fun, and have sex, but I was having none of those things. I had completely overwhelmed myself. While my dorm mate was constantly going out, getting drunk, and bringing home suitors, I would study, sleep, and attempt...
It took Jason about twenty minutes to get to the Business Technology building and find Professor Wayne's office. She spent very little time in a classroom, he quickly found her in her office. She expected the other department professors to do the menial labor of actually teaching the students. She considered the other professors to be little more than her private staff. She treated her students as though they were there to be her servants. Jason stepped up to the pretty student that was...