A Day of a Tutor
I’m a frosh and study at a top public university.? I have a student to tutor today at 7:00 pm. It’s my first tuition here. My pupil is female. She’s in class nine. I went out of my dorm and started walking. After a 5-minute walk, I arrived at the rickshaw stand and hired one. It’s a 20-minute ride by rickshaw. I arrived at the gate of my pupil’s house and got down from the rickshaw. I walked to the entrance. There was a sentry at the gate.
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He stopped me with a salutation and asked who I wanted to meet. I said I’m Bella’s tutor. Then he talked to somebody over the intercom and let me go inside. I entered and was walking. It’s a bungalow. There are floral gardens on either side of the way in. There’s a patio at one corner of the garden. There’s a fountain in front of the fa?ade. Indeed, it’s a heaven-like place. I went in and switched on the doorbell. A lady opened the door ajar and later wide as soon as she recognized me. She welcomed and ushered me in and asked me to take a seat. I sat on a sofa.
The lady who opened the door is Sahara. She’s my pupil’s mom. “Where’s my pupil?” I asked.
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“Bella isn’t at home at this moment. She’s at her friend’s home and will come back around 11:30 pm. I couldn’t phone you because I forgot to save your number when we first met.” She replied.
“Why is she there?” Didn’t she know I’d come at 7 o’clock?”
“Yes, she knew. It’s her friend’s birthday today and she is having some fun over there.” She said.
“Will she be available tomorrow?” I asked.
“Yes, she’ll,” She replied.
?“Okay, I’m leaving now,” I said.
“Have some refreshment.” Stay seated. I’m just coming,” She said.
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I was thinking of her beauty. She wore a frock with a t-shirt. It’s brick-red in color. The texture of the t-shirt was slack. That’s why it was see-through. It was also topless. She wore nothing inside. Boobs were almost visible. She always kept a smile in between her lips. Hair hung down her waist. She was neither a brunette nor a blonde in appearance. She looked straight at the eyes while talking. There was always fragrance when she was close to me and I sniffed it. It pleased me sensuously.? She was really a yummy mummy.? She was a paragon of beauty.
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She was at the dining room readying something for me. She stood in front of the mirror and gave a careful look at it whether everything is okay or not. I was sitting on a sofa and watching her doing so.
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She came back with a bowl full of fruits, cans of juice on a tray. She put the tray on the tea table. Her boobs seemed to come out when she bent to place the tray. She glanced at me and smiled. I ogled at her cleavages. The sight of her cleavages aroused me. She looked at me with a smile and told me to take the freshments. I thanked her and offered some.?
“I won’t but take an orangeade,” she replied.
I handed her a can of orangeade. She stretched her hand and took the can. She was sipping and peeking at me.
“May I say something?” I asked.
“Yes, of course,” She replied.
“You look voluptuous. I said.
“Which part of my body attracts you most? She asked.
“Every part. Your rosy lips, shiny silky straight hair, curvaceous figure, smiley face, the fragrance of your sinuous body, and er …,” I said.
“And what else? Are you feeling shy? She asked.
“No, it’s not that,” I said.
“If it’s not that, what’s this?” She asked. You and I are in this room now. She added.
“Most girls enjoy being flattered and the girls who are being flattered become a crush by the flatterers. She wasn’t an exception.” I thought.
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“You are so liberal, so open. Life really becomes pleasant when people become open in expressions.” I said.
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I stood up with a can of orangeade, went close to her, and whispered, “It’s your boobs that I adore most.” I hugged and kissed.
“Be cool. There’s a maid. Let me send her somewhere.” She said.
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She slid the Thai door closed and went to the dining room. She called the maid and the maid came. She did it so that I could not be seen.
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“Go to my bedroom and bring the purse,” She said.
The maid came back with the purse and gave it to Sahara. She unzipped it and took out a one thou taka note.
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“Take this. You’ll go to the “He & She” shop and the shopkeeper will give you something. I’m going to phone what to give. You’ll go by rickshaw.” Sahara said to the maid. The maid left the bungalow.
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Sahara closed the door and checked it back. She took me to her bedroom.
?
We held one another tight and I started french-kissing. ?I took hold of her right boob and was squeezing it from within her t-shirt. Her boobs are supple but not droopy.
?
What a sensation! What a rapture! It seems as if the heavens were here. She’s a real hottie. I took off her t-shirt and moved my tongue over her nipples. I touched her pussy. It got wet and was sticky. I pressed it hard. There are small prickly pubes around it. I placed my finger around the clitoris and tickled it. I rubbed the labia with the tip of my iron-hard erect dick. My index played with her g-spot for a while. She made “aah-ooh-yeah” sounds.
“Touch me right there. Yeah, it’s here. Just like that. What an ecstasy! What a thrill!” she screamed. She held my dick and performed fellatio around the foreskin.
“Please baby, please,” I whispered.
?
I took off her panty. She lay straddling and I started performing cunnilingus. We posed a 69, sometimes on all fours. She lay missionary position. Palms over palms, fingers crossed. I penetrated my steel-hard erect chopper into her slippy fanny. I pushed it forward and gave a thrust. Then again forward and a little backward. “Does that feel good?” I asked her. “Speed up.” She just mumbled. Her pussy was a spa of honey. The more I thrust, the more honey came out. Her “aaw-woa-wow” sounds filled the room. She reached the climax. The creak of the bed went high and discharges out of her twat oozed and I ejaculated inside her pussy. We had a coincident ejaculation.
?
After a long period of shagging, we became cool.
?
“Did you enjoy foreplay?” I asked.
?
“Yeah, it’s an amazing tumescence. You’re a real libido, not a quickie. You’re a perfect matched playmate.” She replied.
?
“Will you be my fella?” She asked.
?
“Yes, why not, honey? You’re a great lay I have ever enjoyed. Nobody makes me so horny like you. You taste amazing, babe.” I said.
?
“Let’s have something cold.” She offered.
?
“That’s great,” I said.
?
She went and came back with two mugs of milkshake. We were having it and looking at one another. ?Meanwhile, there was a ding-dong sound of the doorbell. The sentry gave her a tote bag.
“What is it?”She asked.
It’s from the He & She shop.
“Okay. You go now.” She said.
?
She opened it. There was a note. The note read, “Madam, I came to my slum and wouldn’t come tonight.”
?
“Was there anything wrong?” I asked.
“No.” Good news. My servant won’t come tonight. ?She said.
“Will you stay the whole night here and fuck me like that?” She asked.
“Yes, I’ll but what about your daughter? How will you manage her?”
“Leave that on my shoulder. It’s simple.” She said.
I phoned my roommate and was informed that I would not come tonight. I would my relative’s house.
?
I spent the night together and had shags five times, each with a long duration. I often had sex with Sahara when there was nobody at her home.
I’m a frosh and study at a top public university.? I have a student to tutor today at 7:00 pm. It’s my first tuition here. My pupil is female. She’s in class nine. I went out of my dorm and started walking. After a 5-minute walk, I arrived at the rickshaw stand and hired one. It’s a 20-minute ride by rickshaw. I arrived at the gate of my pupil’s house and got down from the rickshaw. I walked to the entrance. There was a sentry at the gate.
?
He stopped me with a salutation and asked who I wanted to meet. I said I’m Bella’s tutor. Then he talked to somebody over the intercom and let me go inside. I entered and was walking. It’s a bungalow. There are floral gardens on either side of the way in. There’s a patio at one corner of the garden. There’s a fountain in front of the fa?ade. Indeed, it’s a heaven-like place. I went in and switched on the doorbell. A lady opened the door ajar and later wide as soon as she recognized me. She welcomed and ushered me in and asked me to take a seat. I sat on a sofa.
The lady who opened the door is Sahara. She’s my pupil’s mom. “Where’s my pupil?” I asked.
?
“Bella isn’t at home at this moment. She’s at her friend’s home and will come back around 11:30 pm. I couldn’t phone you because I forgot to save your number when we first met.” She replied.
“Why is she there?” Didn’t she know I’d come at 7 o’clock?”
“Yes, she knew. It’s her friend’s birthday today and she is having some fun over there.” She said.
“Will she be available tomorrow?” I asked.
“Yes, she’ll,” She replied.
?“Okay, I’m leaving now,” I said.
“Have some refreshment.” Stay seated. I’m just coming,” She said.
?
I was thinking of her beauty. She wore a frock with a t-shirt. It’s brick-red in color. The texture of the t-shirt was slack. That’s why it was see-through. It was also topless. She wore nothing inside. Boobs were almost visible. She always kept a smile in between her lips. Hair hung down her waist. She was neither a brunette nor a blonde in appearance. She looked straight at the eyes while talking. There was always fragrance when she was close to me and I sniffed it. It pleased me sensuously.? She was really a yummy mummy.? She was a paragon of beauty.
?
She was at the dining room readying something for me. She stood in front of the mirror and gave a careful look at it whether everything is okay or not. I was sitting on a sofa and watching her doing so.
?
She came back with a bowl full of fruits, cans of juice on a tray. She put the tray on the tea table. Her boobs seemed to come out when she bent to place the tray. She glanced at me and smiled. I ogled at her cleavages. The sight of her cleavages aroused me. She looked at me with a smile and told me to take the freshments. I thanked her and offered some.?
“I won’t but take an orangeade,” she replied.
I handed her a can of orangeade. She stretched her hand and took the can. She was sipping and peeking at me.
“May I say something?” I asked.
“Yes, of course,” She replied.
“You look voluptuous. I said.
“Which part of my body attracts you most? She asked.
“Every part. Your rosy lips, shiny silky straight hair, curvaceous figure, smiley face, the fragrance of your sinuous body, and er …,” I said.
“And what else? Are you feeling shy? She asked.
“No, it’s not that,” I said.
“If it’s not that, what’s this?” She asked. You and I are in this room now. She added.
“Most girls enjoy being flattered and the girls who are being flattered become a crush by the flatterers. She wasn’t an exception.” I thought.
?
“You are so liberal, so open. Life really becomes pleasant when people become open in expressions.” I said.
?
I stood up with a can of orangeade, went close to her, and whispered, “It’s your boobs that I adore most.” I hugged and kissed.
“Be cool. There’s a maid. Let me send her somewhere.” She said.
?
She slid the Thai door closed and went to the dining room. She called the maid and the maid came. She did it so that I could not be seen.
?
“Go to my bedroom and bring the purse,” She said.
The maid came back with the purse and gave it to Sahara. She unzipped it and took out a one thou taka note.
?
“Take this. You’ll go to the “He & She” shop and the shopkeeper will give you something. I’m going to phone what to give. You’ll go by rickshaw.” Sahara said to the maid. The maid left the bungalow.
?
Sahara closed the door and checked it back. She took me to her bedroom.
?
We held one another tight and I started french-kissing. ?I took hold of her right boob and was squeezing it from within her t-shirt. Her boobs are supple but not droopy.
?
What a sensation! What a rapture! It seems as if the heavens were here. She’s a real hottie. I took off her t-shirt and moved my tongue over her nipples. I touched her pussy. It got wet and was sticky. I pressed it hard. There are small prickly pubes around it. I placed my finger around the clitoris and tickled it. I rubbed the labia with the tip of my iron-hard erect dick. My index played with her g-spot for a while. She made “aah-ooh-yeah” sounds.
“Touch me right there. Yeah, it’s here. Just like that. What an ecstasy! What a thrill!” she screamed. She held my dick and performed fellatio around the foreskin.
“Please baby, please,” I whispered.
?
I took off her panty. She lay straddling and I started performing cunnilingus. We posed a 69, sometimes on all fours. She lay missionary position. Palms over palms, fingers crossed. I penetrated my steel-hard erect chopper into her slippy fanny. I pushed it forward and gave a thrust. Then again forward and a little backward. “Does that feel good?” I asked her. “Speed up.” She just mumbled. Her pussy was a spa of honey. The more I thrust, the more honey came out. Her “aaw-woa-wow” sounds filled the room. She reached the climax. The creak of the bed went high and discharges out of her twat oozed and I ejaculated inside her pussy. We had a coincident ejaculation.
?
After a long period of shagging, we became cool.
?
“Did you enjoy foreplay?” I asked.
?
“Yeah, it’s an amazing tumescence. You’re a real libido, not a quickie. You’re a perfect matched playmate.” She replied.
?
“Will you be my fella?” She asked.
?
“Yes, why not, honey? You’re a great lay I have ever enjoyed. Nobody makes me so horny like you. You taste amazing, babe.” I said.
?
“Let’s have something cold.” She offered.
?
“That’s great,” I said.
?
She went and came back with two mugs of milkshake. We were having it and looking at one another. ?Meanwhile, there was a ding-dong sound of the doorbell. The sentry gave her a tote bag.
“What is it?”She asked.
It’s from the He & She shop.
“Okay. You go now.” She said.
?
She opened it. There was a note. The note read, “Madam, I came to my slum and wouldn’t come tonight.”
?
“Was there anything wrong?” I asked.
“No.” Good news. My servant won’t come tonight. ?She said.
“Will you stay the whole night here and fuck me like that?” She asked.
“Yes, I’ll but what about your daughter? How will you manage her?”
“Leave that on my shoulder. It’s simple.” She said.
I phoned my roommate and was informed that I would not come tonight. I would my relative’s house.
?
I spent the night together and had shags five times, each with a long duration. I often had sex with Sahara when there was nobody at her home.