College freshman fucking – 1

Read in “College Sex Stories” that a sexy woman came to my college. My eyes started focusing on that woman. The woman probably recognized my gaze.

Friends, my name is Sameer Khan and I am a resident of Lucknow.
Let me tell you about myself, I am an average looking 25 year old guy.

Today I have brought my first sex story on this platform. I hope you all will like this college sex story.

Friends, this story is between me and a teacher who once taught me in college.
I was 22 years old at that time and she was 16 years older than me.

Madam, she is a very beautiful queen…or rather, a woman full of beauty.
Every man will feel youthful after seeing her, such is her beauty.

The fair face has deep black eyes like a big lake, and thin lips as delicate as rose petals… There
is also a small black mole on the right side under the lips. He could smell Ms. Till’s intoxication.
Both the breasts that were prominent on her chest were tightly pressed together, which played a big role in making her thick breasts attractive.

The soft and sexy waist below held her ass tightly. Both the thick buttocks below the waist are so flexible that every man’s intentions get spoiled.

You might say I’m exaggerating her beauty a bit.
But brother, if you have met him once… then perhaps you will find my words boring.

In this sex story, I am going to tell you how that beautiful woman fucked me.. or rather, how I fucked her.

It is my second year of college and I am living a happy life.

When the third semester of college started we were told that a new lady has come to our college.. She is very beautiful.
Mother’s name is Shabana.

As I have already told you about her beauty. She is around 38 years old and has an amazingly voluptuous body… her breasts are 38 inches, her waist is 34 inches… and her sexy hips are 40 inches.

I’m a little naughty, so in college I rarely went to class, spending all my time in the cafeteria…or here and there.
I didn’t know that Ms. Shabana also teaches in our class.

That day I was sitting comfortably and chatting with some friends in the cafeteria.

At this time, the woman came to the cafeteria, ordered tea, and sat at the side table.
Seeing her, I forgot my thoughts and started concentrating only on her beauty.
At that time my eyes were only on him. I fucked her body with my eyes.

Looking at Madam, it seems as if God has created every part of her body very thoughtfully.

I glanced at him, perhaps now he realized this.
At that moment he looked at me smiling.
Seeing her smile, I felt a little embarrassed.
But now I have been caught stealing.

The woman signaled me to come closer to her.

I turned to her confused, wondering what she would say about my behavior.

I got nervous and asked in a low voice – Yes madam…I called you!
Madam- What is your name?

Me- Sameer…ma’am, why is this happening?
Madam- Nothing like that.. You are not going to class?

Me- No madam…
Madam- So what are you doing here?

Me: Teacher, this class is boring… I feel sleepy, that’s why I’m here.
Madam- Which course are you a student of?

I am a second year science student.
Woman: Well, I didn’t see you in class?

Me: Madam, I have reduced my classes, that’s why…
Woman: Okay… why?

Me: Madam…which subject do you teach?
Mom – My second class in your class is Psychology.

Me- Forgive me madam…but let me tell you one thing!
Mother- Tell me.

Me: I don’t even come to college this early in the morning.
I started laughing at this.

Mother- It is your wish…but if you do not go to the classes starting tomorrow, I will fail you in this semester.
I said “Sorry madam…” and went away.

When the teacher came out of the cafeteria, she said, “Come to class on time at 10 am… otherwise you will fail.”

My friends started laughing after listening to the woman… It was 12 o’clock.

The next day I convinced myself and came to attend the teacher’s class.
When the class saw me, everyone started laughing.

Someone said- What happened Sameer, where did the sun come from today?
My friends started laughing at what he said.

Ignoring their comments… an insult or two, after breakfast I sat in the back seat and put my head down to sleep.

I didn’t even realize when the first class ended.

When someone shouted to wake me up… my eyes opened.
As soon as I opened my eyes, madam’s face appeared in front of me. Her face is beautiful…but right now it is the worst nightmare of my life.

Mother: Sameer Saheb, once you get enough sleep, should you start the class?

I quickly stood up and asked my wife to wash my face.

The woman also greeted everyone personally.
When my name rings, the woman is ready for my wonderful life.

Lady- You don’t go to class… Do you think you will pass without studying?
I nodded yes.

Madam got angry and said – Everyone else in the class is an idiot.
Then he told me how many classes he has taught so far.

Madam- Can you pass it without reading?
Me: Yes, I will come madam. If you want, you can ask me, whatever I taught… anything.

The teacher looked at me dirty, as if he wanted to swallow me, picked up the book and asked a question.
I replied that this is correct.

Then she kept asking these questions until she finished teaching and I answered every question correctly.
Mother’s anger has subsided now and she is very impressed with me.

Now I started coming to the teacher’s class every day and started sitting in the front seat instead of the back seat.
This happened on madam’s advice.

Now whenever the teacher teaches something, she asks me to understand it or if someone needs notes, she asks me to write it down.

A month passed like this and I became that woman’s favorite.
Now if anything happens, madam will call me and ask.

Similarly, I slowly started talking to that woman.

One day when I was graduating from college, I saw that woman waiting for the bus.
No car was seen coming at that time.

So I offered the lady to ride my bike.
Mother thought about it and agreed.

As I was walking and talking to the lady, I was so focused that I didn’t realize there was a big pothole in front of me. Suddenly my bike fell into it and both of us lost our balance.

At this time, Ms. Shabana placed her hands on my shoulders to support me and pulled herself towards me. By this time the bike was out of the pit and I was pushed backwards.

The woman had already taken a step forward, and my back was stuck to her bulge… Her bulge was rubbing hard on my back.

Because of this both of us became a little uncomfortable.
To remove the uneasiness, we started talking again.

When I asked the woman about her house, she told me the address.
I understood and told her that she lives near my house.

Now we reached her house, she went to her house and I went to mine.

But the events of that night kept replaying in my mind.
Now the fire of lust flared up inside me due to the friction of madam’s breasts… I started thinking how to seduce and fuck her.

The night passed while thinking this, so I thought why not add Ma’am on Facebook so that it would be easier to talk to her.

I immediately searched Madam on Facebook and sent her a friend request and waited for her to accept.

I kept waiting like this the whole night, but could not do anything.
Yes, I masturbated twice in memory of that woman.

Somehow I reached college the next day. The lady comes to the class, listens to the lecture… the lecture ends… then the lady asks me to come with her to her room.

I felt happy and weird at the same time.
When I went with him to his room, he gave me some test copies and asked me to give them to everyone.

When I said “Okay…” and started to come back, my mother screamed.
So I stopped.

He asked- Why are you sending requests on Facebook at night?
I thought and replied – Someone saw you, so sent you a request.

The woman listened to me and said – I cannot add you, I do not add my students.
I felt bad after hearing what he said and came back and said, “Anything…”

I felt very sad because of what the teacher said, so I did not go to class the next day, but went out to play.

When I went to the canteen, aunty was also in the canteen.
I asked the lady, placed my order and sat down at a table.

When the teacher was about to leave, she came and asked me: Why didn’t you come to the lecture today?
I made an excuse for coming late.
The woman left without saying anything else.

The next day I did not go to class again so Ma’am asked my friends.
Those bastards said- I don’t know… he might be patrolling the canteen.

Even today I was wandering here and there.

Then when I started going home, I saw ma’am waiting for the auto.
He was not getting the auto again.

I stopped the bike next to her… so ma’am sat on the bike without any hesitation.
But today he neither said nor asked anything… I too remained silent.

After going some distance, Ma’am said- Stop here… I have to take some things, I will go home with the things.
I said- You take the stuff, I will leave it.

When ma’am started refusing, I understood that she was angry with me.
I asked- What happened… are you angry with me?

She said- Why are you not coming to class?
I said- I didn’t feel like doing class ma’am…

Having said this I became silent.
Ma’am also did not say anything.

I asked ma’am- What do you want to take?
She said- I will take it later. Leave the house.

I dropped them at their house and came to my house.

When I went to class in the morning, Ma’am was happy to see me.
Everything became as usual again.

At night I got a notification from Facebook. When I saw, there was a message from ma’am on messenger. He had written thanks in it.

Then I talked to him on Facebook, and he told me – I can’t add… but we both can talk on messenger.

We started talking every day.

One day, while talking to Mam, I sent a non-veg joke… after reading which Mam went off line.
I felt bad and started thinking what should I say to ma’am now… etc. etc.

While thinking about all this, I didn’t realize when my eyes fell. In the morning, I woke up to the sound of my mobile… then I saw that it was a message from ma’am.

At first Ma’am had sent some scolding messages but later when I did not get any reply, she became normal and sent joking messages also.
I also felt a little relieved after seeing the message.

I thought it meant that ma’am also liked talking with me and she had no problem with non-veg jokes.

Friends, in the next part of college sex life story, I will share with you the issue of friendship and pussy sex with Ma’am.
Don’t forget to send me a mail.
Yours Sameer Khan
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Next part of college sex life story: Fucked the new ma’am who came to the college – 2

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