Neeta Teacher's Maths Tutions
This is about the time when I had just started attending the college. Well, I was facing a nightmare with the number of subjects had increased drastically.
Mathematics was applied mathematics: Calculus, Derivative, Integration and Trigonometry were already over my head previously. As such the maths as Algebra and Geometry was too much for me and so the bifurcation of maths was the changing point in my education life. I could barely understand the equations and polynomials but calculus and differential equations and integration now on shaky ground and now with applied mathematics based on it, were real pain in ass.
Our teacher was Mrs. Parvinder. She was an old lady of 52. She was not keeping well. She had been advised by her doctor to stay home. But she always replied that the school was her home. She was going to be replaced next year. Mrs. Parvinder was a good teacher but the only problem is that I never understood what she said in class. Of course, I had a mental block towards maths not others, who would solve the problems even before Mrs. Parvinder would solve it on blackboard.
I still remember that dreadful day. The results for the first test were going to be announced. We were going to get the applied mathematics papers to see where we had committed the mistakes.
Mrs. Parvinder had fallen ill and so she had appointed a friend of hers to teach us maths as her replacement. Mrs. Neeta was a 26 year old beautiful lady. She came to our class and the whole class was silent. Neeta was well built. I was sure she was an exercise freak by the way her figure was looking. Her tits were medium and her buttocks were perfect. But the most crucial factor, she wore her saree very tight to her body, displaying all her charm to us innocents. I was amazed at her beauty. Neeta was calm when she addressed the class saying,
"The response paper of your class were excellent. Baring a single student everybody has cleared and more than 70% have got almost full marks."
I was sure. I was doomed. I was sure that single student was me. Neeta had started distributing the papers for referring. I went as my number was called and as I took the papers in my hands tears rolled down my eyes. It was I. Neeta looked at me. I am not sure for how much time she was looking at me crying but then she touched my hand and said,
"Don't worry! I know some people don't understand applied maths. If you meet me after the class, I would like to talk to you personally."
I just nodded and sat aside.
The full lecture I was just dreaming of what to expect and say when I reach home. Neeta saw me in this state many times during the lecture but did not say anything to me.
After the lecture she called me in the teachers' room. I told her explicitly,
"Teacher, I am no good. I did not like maths and still hate it. I can't understand anything. It is the toughest subject."
Neeta looking at me from all different angles. Yes I was handsome and innocent at that point of time. But now I know completely what she was thinking about. Anyway, she said,
"Call your mother to college tomorrow. I will talk to her and start giving you tuitions."
I nodded and left. At home I got good firing from everybody. But then mother agreed to come to college. I was waiting outside the teachers' room. My mother came out followed by Neeta. Oh! Neeta was wearing a tight punjabi dress. Her breasts I saw were looking big and I could clearly make out her nipples in her dress. She adjusted her chunneri obstructing my vision. Neeta was really looking gorgeous that day.
Mother told me that she had discussed with Neeta teacher and that I should go for tuitions at Neeta's house thrice a week. I nodded and thought why not? Anyway I am bored after college. Looking at Neeta could be the most exciting thing in life.
I reached Neeta's place. She was still dressed in that same dress. To my shock I came to know that I was the only student she was going to teach on those three days so that I do not get embarrassed to ask her questions. She told me,
"From today, I will teach you from basics. Pay attention and yes you should do your homework, which I give. If you get everything right I will reward you!"
I was all set. For the next two weeks she taught me well. Though I was looking at her breasts and ass most of the times which even she was aware of, mathematics had started making some sense.
Then came the homework. I solved all the problems. I found them pretty easy. But I was sure that this type of problems hardly came in exams. I showed the problems to Neeta on the next tuition day. Neeta was looking absolutely dazzling. She was wearing a tight punjabi dress (Kurta and pyjama) without the chunneri. Her busts with her nipples were clearly protruding. During the time she taught sitting in front of me with a table between us I was looking at her breasts again and again as they brushed the top of the table as she wrote and explained the problem in my book. I was excited to the extent and that day, my penis stood up straight. I knew that if excited it stands up but this was too much. It was not going down. It had happened to me before when I had seen a dirty scene in a movie but at that time it had subsided in no time. That day, it did not subside down at all. I was trying to relax but my eyes roamed to her breasts and then I could not control. Neeta knew something was wrong as she felt that my hand was constantly roaming around my pants trying to calm my erection.
After she had taught the part for that day, she said,
"Yes, all your problems are correct."
I was happy. But then I remembered about my reward. I said,
"So what is my reward?"
Neeta laughed. I was really excited. I was shocked when I felt Neeta's leg moving along my leg. The leg moved up and then came to rest on my crotch. I was flabbergasted. Neeta pressed her leg in my crotch and felt the rigid pole. She said,
"Why is your private part erect?"
I was embarrassed. I shied and looked away. In fact I was enjoying as she was rubbing my penis in the pants. She said,
"Do you know why it becomes erect?"
I nodded and said,
"Jab main uttejit ho jata hoon to..."
("When I get excited, it happens...")
Neeta said,
"Aur usse shant karne ke liye kya karte hai?"
("To calm your erection what do you do?")
I was shocked but I replied,
"Kuch nahin, thodi der ke baad, wah apne aap hi shant ho jayega."
("Nothing, after sometime it will calm down on its own")
Neeta pressed her foot deep in to my crotch and rubbed and then a fantastic sensation passed through my body. It was electrifying. All the inhibitions were forgotten and I screamed as I felt my first ever orgasm. The feeling was so good that I could not describe it. But I had wetted my pants in this excitement.
Neeta withdrew her foot and stood up. I was looking at her breasts. She said,
"Mein tujhe aaj kuch karne derahi hoon. Kisi ko baatana maat. Aur har bar sahi homework karne pe mein tujhe yeh karne doongi. Samjhe"
(I am going to allow you to do something. Don't tell anyone. And every time you do your homework correct I would let you do that thing. Understood.)
I nodded not knowing what she was going to allow me to do.
She raised her hands and placed them on the buttons of her kurta. I was not sure what she was unto. But her next step gave the hardest erection ever again.
Neeta had unbuttoned three buttons of her kurta. She slowly opened the kurta exposing her black bra. The fair skin in contrast to her black bra was really exciting. She removed her hands from the sleeve of her kurta and let it fell down. I saw her in her bra and her cute face, shoulders, cleavage, flat tummy and her belly button. She said,
"Jho dekh rahe ho woh pasand hai?"
("Do you like what you are seeing?")
I just nodded. My eyes were glued at her cleavage and the protruding top of her breast visible from her bra. My penis was really erect. Neeta moved her hand back again and I saw the bra becoming loose and moving in the front. She slid the bra off her body. I was shocked to see the large sized breasts with black nipples for the first time in my life.
The roundness, fairness, no sagginess. I looked at her face. Neeta was smiling and said,
"Dekh kya raha hai? Choona hai to chal mere bedroom mein!"
("What are you looking at? If you want to touch them come to my bedroom")
Saying this Neeta started walking out of the present room. I saw her naked back. I observed her hips in the pyjama swinging seductively as she went out of the room. I stood up and started following her. She went in to the bedroom and sat on the bed.
She called me to the bed. As I sat on the bed, she raised my hands and placed them on her breasts. The first touch to these globes sent current through my whole frame. What pleasure? The breasts were soft to my touch and cool. I moved my hand on both the tits simultaneously not believing that it was me who was so fortunate to do this. I reached her nipples. They were erect. I took them between my fingers and gently encircled them again and again.
Neeta was moaning during all this time. She said,
"Please, unko thoda sa choos de! Mujhe aur tujhe dono ko majah aayega"
(Please suck them, You and I both would enjoy it.)
I stooped down and took the left nipple in my mouth. I closed my mouth and rolled my tongue on her nipple. I sucked her nipple. Neeta kept her hand on my head and moaned loudly. She was caressing her other nipple and pressing my head to breast by her other hand. I released her nipple and focused on the breast and licked around her nipple. I kissed her breast and gave the same treatment to the other breast. Neeta then said,
"Ab mujhe dekhna hai, tum nagnah kaise dikhte ho"
(Now I want to see you naked)
I shied. I removed my shirt to expose my chest. I slowly undid my pants and was standing in my underwear. My penis was standing at attention in that underwear. Neeta came to me and smiled. I gasped as she stooped down, took hold of the edge of the underwear and pulled it down in one stroke. My penis sprung out. The seven-inch thick devil was rock hard. Neeta grasped it and gave a few gentle strokes. I was more than excited. Neeta then told me,
"Mujhe nagnah dekhna hai?"
(Do you want to see me nude?)
I nodded. She took the string of her salwar and handed it to me. I giggled and pulled it out. The salwar became slack and fell to her feet. Her sexy legs and thighs were exposed. The black panty was looking damn good too. The bush of her pubic hair was peeping out her panty from side. Neeta tugged and pulled down her panty. Before I could see much, she slept on the bed and spread her legs saying,
"Ok, ab mein tujhe meri choot se milvati hoon."
(Now, I will introduce you to my cunt)
I stood between her legs. She had spread her jungle of pubic hair and was exposing the pink outer lips of her cunt. The inner crack was deep pink. My penis was straining. I had no idea as to what was happening at this point. I just stared at my first view of pussy. Neeta said,
"Meri choot ko chooma do to phir woh tujhe apna lund andar dalne degi"
(Kiss my cunt then it will allow you to put your cock in it)