Teacher sexy sex story is about my tutor. She was the one who taught me how to have sex. A few days before her marriage, I fucked her again.
Today there is a special reason for rewriting this sex story and you will understand it after reading the teacher’s sexy sex story.
You must remember that tuition girl Komal Didi, if not then you can know about her by reading my old sex stories.
Komal Didi, as her name suggests, is gentle and beautiful, she taught me how to have sex and gave me the opportunity to fuck her two other pussies.
Now let’s come to the present. Komal didi is married.
Radhika, Monica and I studied together in college.
Komal didi came to her home from her in-laws’ house. Their child was also with them so seeing Komal didi walking on the road gave me chills, my old memories got refreshed, how we used to have sex, how didi taught me about sex and introduced me to new experiences. ,
I can’t say anything to him now because after two years of marriage, there is no relationship between Komal didi and me.. So what should I tell him about sex so that he can show me the same love again.
I reluctantly went to college and sat in the park to entertain myself.
Then I looked at my phone and when I saw Monica’s message, a new light started appearing in my sadness.
I took tuition from Komal didi but Monica was the solution to all my problems.
That’s why even if Radhika tried to stop me, I would not be able to leave Monica.
There was a fight between me and Radhika regarding this matter.
We didn’t even have sex for several days.
At this time Monica felt as if a goddess was blessing me, so I immediately called Monica and asked to meet her.
She was also in college so she called me.
I went to her classroom and saw that apart from Monica, there were some other girls and one of them was my girlfriend Radhika.
He chatted and joked with everyone and had a great time.
When everyone’s eyes fell on me, I said hello and went to Monica.
Monica says- What happened Shiv?
I pointed towards him and said – Speak slowly.
She asked me out and walked out of the classroom.
I followed him.
When both of us came to the parking lot, Monica asked – What happened and why are you worried?
Monica knows I’m sensitive… so she understands.
I said- Monica, today I saw Komal didi and I wanted to talk to her but I did not have the courage.
Monica- No problem, my sister has gone home so we are going to meet her in the evening.
Me: Monica, friend, you don’t understand.. I have to go now.
Monica- I don’t understand Shiv! I know every inch of you.
Saying this she started smiling.
Me: Monica, stop joking, let’s go now.
Monica sits on the bike and says – Shiv Komal didi got married, remember?
From his words I understood the entire story of Komal Didi’s marriage and I repeat the same to you.
In the previous part of this sex story, you read that Komal didi is pregnant and we all are very worried about this.
Radhika started running away from me but Monica still loved me and allowed me to fuck her.
Komal didi has also not had sex for many months. Monica then gives a pill to Komal Didi, which makes her normal.
Otherwise Komal Didi would have become a mother.
But Komal Didi’s mother knew something and thought about their marriage.
Within a few months, her marriage was fixed and our tuition fees stopped.
Before marriage, I called Komal didi several times but she did not talk to me.
Then Monica made a plan.
When Komal Didi has to go out for wedding makeup, Komal Didi sometimes goes with her mother and sometimes even with Monica.
One day Monica called me while she was going into the living room.
I stood on the roadside and started waiting for both of them.
Just then Komal Didi and Monica came on the scooter and Monica stopped the scooter so I tried to convince Didi.
Then sister said – Shiv, I am not angry with you, I just want to leave you now… I am getting married. I don’t want to be close to you anymore. No matter what happens, you will not marry me.
I became silent and had no answer to Komal didi’s words.
But Monica said – Didi is right Shiv, you go now!
I came back from there but now I started thinking that I wish I could have told my mother and married Komal didi.
But now she will not agree. I have not grown up yet and I have not even got a job.
The next day Monica and I met in college and she started flirting with me in the park so I took her to the toilet and we both had sex and it was over very quickly.
Then I told Monica to try her best to convince Komal didi today.
he agrees.
After college we went home.
Monica called me and explained that you should take a room somewhere tonight and I will give you Komal didi’s pussy.
At first I thought it was a joke, then Monica told me it was true.
I asked her to go to the hotel, but Monica refused saying that it would be a problem, you should think of something else.
Then I thought of visiting many friends’ rooms.
I was thinking about a friend of mine who is currently studying in our university and preparing for graduation.
But he was a new friend so it was not easy to trust him.
I asked Monica to call my friend later.
When I started talking to him normally, he told me that he had gone back to the village.
His village is not far from Delhi.
As soon as I came to know about this, I asked him – Who is in your room at this time?
So he said- That is not a room, that is our house.. only I live there.
I think this will be good. When I told him the whole thing, he agreed.
Then I asked for the address of his house and when I went to his house to ask for the key, the door was locked.
He told me the key was under the cooler near the door, so I opened it and looked around.
Everything looks normal there. There was not much crowd, everyone was in their homes.
Now when I told Monica about the house, she made a plan to come in the evening.
In the evening Komal didi and Monica came to the place told by me. I opened the door and asked him to take the scooter inside and we all came into the room.
Komal didi was sitting on the sofa and I was sitting on the bed in front of her.
Then Monica started talking – Sister, you don’t remember everything that happened, anyway you are getting married now. You should give birth to your brother-in-law’s child or give birth to Shiva’s child.
Monica laughed at this, hahaha.
Komal didi and I remained calm.
Then Monica signaled me, so I sat near Komaldidi and apologized to her, then Komaldidi pulled me towards herself and hugged me.
Monica- Yes, that is what happened.. Why did we all run away.. let’s have fun again.
I said yes and kissed Komal didi on the cheek.
Komal Didi- No, now I will not have sex.. you both will do it.
Me- Please sister.
So Komal didi got up and left.
Then Monica stopped her and said – Sister, don’t do this, let me do it.. wait a minute.
Monica pointed towards me and I understood that if we all had sex, Komal didi herself would support us.
I held Monica’s waist and lifted her up.
Now her face was in front of me so she kissed my lips and I started sucking and kissing her vigorously.
Komal didi was standing at the door looking at both of us.
We both held each other in our arms and started caressing every part of our bodies.
When I tried to take off Monica’s top, she helped me herself and soon we both were naked on the bed.
I laid Monica down and started pressing her breasts while kissing her neck.
She kept emitting sexy moans of “Aahhh my God”.
After her neck, I kissed her cheeks and lips and placed my mouth on one of her breasts.
She wrapped her legs around my legs and placed her hands firmly on my back.
I took her breasts into my mouth and sucked them one by one.
She and I were so drunk that we forgot that Komal didi also had to be a part of our sex.
I was just busy pressing and sucking Monica, after pressing her breasts, I started inserting my cock into her pussy and she started enjoying the sex.
We continued having sex for a long time and after ejaculating, when I lay down on Monica, Komal didi started screaming.
He said angrily – Monica, there is no problem if you come now… otherwise I will leave.
Then Monica also lifted me from above her and I started looking at Komal didi with very sad eyes.
But what is the use…because now they are all gone.
After some time, I also came to my house from my friend’s house.
Now as Komal didi’s wedding day is approaching, my restlessness is increasing.
I somehow wanted to meet Komal didi once.
Maybe my mind is restless because of sex.
I explained to Monica several times and asked her to talk to Komal Didi.
When I left for college three days before Komal didi’s wedding, I got a call from Monica.
She told me that Komal didi has now asked to meet.
I went crazy and picked up my bike and started running away.
Just then my phone rang and it was Monica.
He told me that both of them were outside my friend’s house but the door was closed.
I told him about the key and asked him to wait there.
I am increasing the speed of the bike but for some reason I feel that the bike is slowing down. I’m trying to get there in a moment.
When I went there, I saw Komal didi’s scooter standing there.
I also closed the door and went inside.
Komal Didi probably sensed my excitement and hugged me as soon as I entered the room.
I too hugged her body like a long-lost lover.
We kept feeling each other’s bodies for a long time, as if we were stuck to each other for life.
Monica came up to us and hugged us, and then we realized that we had been hugging each other for a long time.
I removed my hands from Komal didi’s waist and placed them on Monica’s waist and Monica kissed my lips.
Komal didi also kissed me.
I remembered my old days.
I said to Komal didi – Let’s have sex now… I have not seen your pussy for a long time.
Then she started laughing.
I quickly took off my clothes but Komal didi took off her clothes only.
She was still wearing her bra and panty.
I made Komal didi lie down on the edge of the bed, lifted her legs and removed her panty.
Her pussy was absolutely clean and smooth.
I just got intoxicated and placed my face between Komal didi’s thighs and started kissing her soft thighs with my lips.
Ah what fun it was.
I kept kissing her thighs slowly. Then he started kissing the upper part of her pussy, where the hair is.
Komal didi also started enjoying now and placed both her hands on my head, as if she was asking me to lick her pussy.
I started kissing her pussy again. Komal didi started pressing her thighs. Now I also started rubbing the inside of her pussy with my tongue instead of my lips.
She started moaning sensually, I inserted my whole tongue inside and started rotating it.
Within a few moments, Komal didi released her semen which fell on my tongue.
I kept licking the pussy juice.
Then sister calmed down so I made her sit and opened her bra.
Didi’s both breasts came out.
I started playing with them and kissing them.
Then sister caught my erect penis with her hand and started shaking it.
I asked my sister – should I put it inside?
So sister nodded yes.
I pounced on my sister, lay down on her and inserted my penis inside.
Didi also tied both her hands on my waist and I started pushing into her pussy.
Although Komal didi did not make much noise, today her intoxicating moans were driving me crazy.
I started responding to her sounds by giving faster thrusts and Didi responded to my thrusts by moaning.
The round of vigorous fucking continued for fifteen minutes.
Now both of us started ejaculating by entwining our bodies in each other and became calm while controlling our breathing.
Komal didi caressed my back and started talking lovingly.
Monica interrupted us and said – Didi, even today Shiv went inside… you take care.
Komal didi said – It doesn’t matter now… anyway, the husband will also ejaculate inside during the wedding night. Now if anyone has a child, no problem.
After she said this, we all smiled and all three of us kept having sex for the next two days, which was probably the last sex with Komal didi.
Friends, this was a part of the sex story which I had not written before.
But now when my sister got married and had a child, the desire to have sex with my sister once again gave me the opportunity to write the story of her sex.
In the next part of the teacher’s sexy sex story, I will write further about how sister enjoyed pussy fucking with me after marriage.
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