She's Not Allowed to Swallow Until
Exhibitionist & Voyeur Story

She's Not Allowed to Swallow Until

by Theslutsofindia 12 min read 4.4 (22,300 views)
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THURSDAY EVENING

As my mouth stretched on the rock hard 6.5 inches dick of my 19 years old student standing by the wall in the study room of my 19th floor apartment in the city of Mumbai in India, I winked at the hidden CCTV camera placed right behind his head on the corner of the wall.

The unmistakable sound of a horny grunt through the earpiece hidden in one of my ears assured me that my 36 years old Indian professor-colleague-husband did not miss watching, on our bedroom TV, his 32 years old Indian slut-professor-wife on her knees sucking our naive student still wearing all his clothes - only the front elastic of his track pants down to mid thigh.

The sound of continuous mumbling and muttering through the earpiece in my ear was the evidence of how erotic Professor Sanjeev found the visuals of his slender slut hotwife on her knees - wearing nothing below her short thin black crop top - her smooth bare round ass sitting on her heels - the crop top barely trying to cover her massive 33DD tits that sat on her otherwise petite slender body with round ass that made rhythmic motions as her head moved up and down on the beautiful young cock. I imagined my husband stroking his 7 inch cock over these visuals.

The DD cup size on a 33 chest makes my boobs appear massive from any distance. They are my unmissable identity. The twins make me the talking point everywhere I go. Their mere existence makes people judge how naughty and slutty I am - well, they are not wrong - but, is it fair to judge a girl's character based on how her boobs look? I mean, I would be as slutty without them as I am now! I just use them to my advantage because I have them :)

Like, I want our newly admitted students in college to notice me and talk about me from day 1. So, I make sure to take part in the new admissions welcome duty, wearing a form fitted blouse top, displaying every curve prominently - Professor Sanjeev mixes himself in the new student crowd in a bid to overhear the interesting conversations about my booby appearance and also to identify the potential early birds from the new batch who can fit the bill to get naughty with his hotwife, and their slutty welcoming professor - Miss Ritu. And, he always chooses the best ones. Somehow, he is born with the intuition and skill to identify the ones.

And, his choice of today was no less than brilliant.

Rubbing his pulsating thick cock on my cheek, I seductively looked up to our student's face (and to the hidden camera behind his head in my line of sight) and asked in my musical voice - Do you like fucking your slutty teacher's mouth during first week of your college?

"HELL YEAAAHHHHH....", I heard 2 sounds in unison - one from the student and another through the earpiece from my horny loving husband as I felt my mouth fill with cum erupting from the young dick in my mouth.

What my husband and I love the most about young boys is that they cum a hell lot.

As Rahul's cock continued to fill my mouth, I felt some of his cum leaking through the sides of my lips making a mess at my chin and on my short crop top because I couldn't contain all the cum in my mouth and I couldn't swallow because my husband didn't allow me to - NOT UNTIL I showed the mouthful to my husband as a proof that his wife was still a real cum-slut.

He needs proof of me still being a cum slut, every day - at least once.

I stood up and gestured at our student to sit in a chair and wait there as I wiggled my naked round ass away from him walking out of the study room towards our bedroom where my kinky husband's throbbing 7 incher was waiting to be sucked by the cum filled mouth of his horny cum-slut professor wife wearing just a tiny thin black crop top decorated with the glistening cum drops of a young college student who had no idea of her husband's presence in the house.

My extra large firm tits on slender body love the attention they receive from young and old alike - they always love the contact of eyes on them - and they loved it this time too as my husband's eyes pierced through the thin fabric of the barely there crop top that kind of hanged on my massive tits leaving a gap of around 2 inches between the fabric and skin below the boobs.

"On your knees.." he commanded.

Even before he could finish his command, my knees touched the floor next to his big toes, my mouth engulfed his massive dick while dripping more of the young boy's cum out on my cheeks, chin and on my husband's balls, and my fingers caressed his cum soaked twin nuts.

On the TV screen we saw the fully naked young boy looking at us - he was probably facing towards the hidden camera unaware of its presence - stroking his rock hard dick.

"That's the beauty of young boys. They don't take much time to get hard again", said my husband as his dick pushed the young boy's cum inside my throat for me to swallow - finally!

Every stroke of my husband's dick in my mouth helped my throat gulp a tiny bit of Rahul's cum. His cock drenched in the young student's cum inside his slut wife's mouth sent electric waves down his whole body. His big toe knocked at the thick lips of my waxed brown Indian pussy. The lips opened easily welcoming the big toe inside. My hungry pussy danced on his big toe forcing it inside her.

Seeing the young boy now stroking his dick vigorously, on TV, my husband held my head in both hands and fucked my throat deeply as my pussy rode his big toe wildly.

We both came almost at the same time - Me on his toes, and him inside my mouth which now had 2 men's mixed cum. He gently picked me up by my shoulders and we had one of the most romantic lip-tongue-kisses ever.

As we separated, he knelt on the floor, held me by my naked ass, kissed my pussy and talked to it - You have been a very good girl and you deserve a new cock inside you today, so go back to the study room and fuck that cock HAAARRD. With this, he turned my ass around making me face the door and slapped my ass as a signal to make a move.

As I reached the study room door, I found the young boy still sitting in the chair facing towards the wall opposite the door. His back was towards me.

"Walk on all fours slowly like a kitten without making a noise, and come around his chair between his legs" - I heard my husband's command through the earpiece in my ear.

I followed the command instantly and moved on all fours wiggling my ass slowly. My top moved up leaving the bottom half of my huge tits out. I came around his chair and found his eyes closed as he stroked his dick with his legs stretched wide. I slowly moved between his legs without touching him anywhere. He was still unaware of my presence - my tongue came out of my mouth and licked his balls. Startled with the touch, he opened his eyes and groaned - "Ohh Fuckkk"

My husband's voice in my earpiece shouted -

"Did you hear him, slut? Enough of licking, now fuck him already.. will you??"

Without wasting a moment, I climbed on top of him and submerged the big fat dick in my dripping wet cunt where my husband's big toe had been a few minutes ago. The young boy tore my top and threw it away, massaged my tits and pinched my long nipples. I kissed him on the lips and sucked his tongue, giving him a taste of his own cum mixed with his professor's.

It didn't take my ass more than a couple of bounces to help my slippery pussy hide the fucker dick entirely. My eyes closed in ecstasy while my ass bounced wildly as he bit my nipples sharply and slapped my ass heavily with both of his hands. My head was above his and my hands pushed his head in my tits.

"Open your eyes!" - I heard through the earpiece.

As my eyes opened, I saw my fully naked husband standing at the door. I was facing him while the boy's back was towards him. He slowly walked up to me, held my head with both his hands, pushed his dick in my mouth from behind the chair and started fucking it. The completely unaware young boy continued to bite my nipples and slap my ass as it bounced on his cock with every slap.

A mouth biting my nipples...

2 hands slapping my ass...

Another 2 hands pushing my head on to a cock...

My pussy jumping on another young fat cock...

And, the young boy unaware of my husband's throbbing dick in my mouth right above his head...

I was in heaven - I couldn't ask for more!

"Squeeze both of our cocks tight" - I heard my husband whisper through my earpiece.

Immediately, I squeezed my pussy to tightly grip Rahul's cock and squeezed my mouth, almost biting my husband's cock. Both cocks erupted in tandem, filling my mouth and cunt. Rahul increased the thud of his slaps on my ass as he cummed and cummed inside my pussy and I lapped my husband's cock and swallowed all of his cum. Professor Sanjeev slowly stepped back and went out of the room. The young boy held me tight as his dick continued to make small jerks deep inside my pussy as I kissed him deep making him taste his professor's cum through his slutty professor's freshly fucked mouth.

As Rahul was getting dressed, he asked me - "Do you live here alone, ma'am?"

"Yes, Rahul. I live here alone as my husband works and lives in another city. So, you can call and cum as long as you keep it a secret in college. You won't want every boy in the college lining up to fuck your slutty professor's mouth, would you?"

The young boy smiled sheepishly. I saw him off till the front door of my apartment, naked, his cum still dripping through my inner thighs and my husband's messing my chin and tits.

As soon as I shut the door behind him, Professor Sanjeev came out of nowhere and hugged me tight. We kissed deep and long, caressing each other's naked bodies, reminding each other silently of the deep and mad love we have for each other.

As we continued to hug each other with closed eyes, my mind drifted to the time we met in college 10 years back. He had recently joined the college as a Professor after completing his PHD. I was his student in the last year of my degree. Few initial conversations in the college slowly turned flirty and then in no time we started getting physical and started fucking.. everywhere! We shared our fantasies with each other and helped each other fulfil those.

He would make me do naughty things in the class - like taking off my panties before entering his class and depositing them in his desk drawer and then hiking my loose skirt around the waist while sitting, feeling the wooden chair on my ass. Sometimes he would give me his pen to hide it inside my pussy. A little later, he would ask the class to give him a pen as he didn't have one. I would get up, pull the pen out of my pussy, walk up to him and hand it over to him. He would sniff the pen every now and then while working in the class. There were way too many naughty things we did during that time which continue even till today - I will talk about those in subsequent chapters.

Slowly, we felt that we loved each other so much. We took care of one another when sick. We cooked together and traveled together. Our sleep times, food habits and entertainment were all very similar. We felt that we were made for each other. So, we married each other soon after I completed my college degree and I joined the same college as a teacher's assistant. It's an undergraduate college having students from 18 to 21 years of age - the best age as we like them to be to fulfill our fantasies! I pursued my masters degree from home through online education. In a few years, I became an assistant professor in the same college.

But, all this while we kept our relationship secret - no one in college knew back then that we were dating - not even now do they know that we are married.

We have been secretive about it for 2 reasons -

1. Professor Sanjeev loves hearing and being part of the naughty and sleazy conversations people have about me behind my back. I love him fuck me madly when he comes back home horny from such conversations. If people knew that he was my husband then they wouldn't talk in front of him. Also, such gossip helps him identify my next companion - he plans each and everything in detail before my meeting with the guys, and the earpiece helps us be together during the entire experience.

2. Since people don't know about our marriage, they don't hesitate to make a move on us. He loves to watch other people hitting on me from a distance in malls, clubs and other places as we talk to each other through our micro earbuds. The entire college thinks that I am married to a person who lives in some other city for his work.

This is my first story. All of it is based on true events. Please leave your feedback. If you like it then I will write more and tell you all about our last 10 years of journey and more!

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