Chapter 2 in the series -
Indian Teacher's Hotwife Escapades
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Introduction:
(If you have read the earlier chapters then you can skip and jump to the story directly)
Professor Ritu is a teasing Indian slut. She is a born exhibitionist and a cum-slut hotwife who lusts after her young college students. She is 5'6" and has firm round ass. Her massive DD cup naturally firm tits, sitting on her lean 33 inches chest and overall slender body, are the first things people notice about her and she uses them to her advantage proudly. Her very sensitive inch long nipples don't hesitate to inform the onlookers about her horny state.
She is 32 years old and her supportive, encouraging and partner-in-crime Indian husband Professor Sanjeev, who is also her senior colleague, is 36 years old. They work in the same college in Mumbai, India. It's an undergraduate college having students from 18 to 21 years of age - the best age as they like them to be to fulfill their kinky fantasies. They met 10 years ago when he joined the college as a professor after completing his PhD, where she was a student in the last year of her degree. They married each other soon after she completed her college degree and she joined the same college as a teacher's assistant. She pursued her masters degree through online education. In a few years, she became an assistant professor in the same college.
For all of these 10 years, they have kept their relationship and marriage a secret from the whole world because -
1. Professor Sanjeev loves hearing, and being part of, the naughty and sleazy conversations the male students and other men have about his wife behind her back.
2. She loves him fuck her madly when he comes home horny from such conversations. If people knew that they were married then they wouldn't talk in front of him.
3. Participation in such gossip also helps him identify the next cock for her pleasure.
4. He loves to watch other people hitting on her from a distance in malls, clubs and other places as he talks to her through micro earbuds.
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Chapter 2 begins here:
FRIDAY MORNING
A scary dream woke Professor Ritu up early in the morning. The clock said 4:45 AM. It was too early for her to wake up. She drank a bit of water from the bottle kept on the side table and tried to think what the dream was about. She couldn't recall.
She looked at her peacefully sleeping husband next to her and noticed his hard dick through his boxers.
"Here I was having scary dreams and this guy is watching porn in his dreams!" Ritu muttered with sarcasm.
She lifted the elastic band of Sanjeev's boxers and found his dick fully grown. Her nipples grew & hardened in reciprocation to the delightful sight of his morning wood. As she ogled at the pulsating organ, the drool from her mouth dripped onto her own clit. It kicked off a warm flood in her honeypot. Driven by the lust in her pussy, her head instinctively moved towards his groin in a bid to grab his cock by her mouth but faced the obstruction created by his boxers which stood tight around his dick like a security guard to shield it from any attacks.
"Why the hell does he wear boxers while sleeping!" She muttered in frustration.
She sucked him over the boxers. Her saliva made the boxers wet. Her chin and lips were full of her own spit. But, she was still unhappy because she didn't enjoy a blowjob without the feel of a cock's bare skin in her mouth. She tried to pull the boxers away, slowly, because she didn't want to wake him up. She wanted to suck him in his sleep because she wanted his cock to live out the real sensations that his mind was giving it through the dream. But, the tight boxers were difficult to move.
Her struggle with the boxers suddenly reminded her of her own scary dream that woke her up so early today. In her dream too she was struggling to suck a cock, any cock, but none were available. She was craving a mouthful of cum but no one was willing to give it to her.
She needed a man's cum badly...
She was crying and begging everyone around in her dream, BECAUSE A day WITHOUT a mouthful of cum would make her husband take away HER TITLE of a CUM SLUT.
Her husband needed proof of her still being a cum slut, every day - at least once.
She got up, went to the kitchen, grabbed a pair of scissors, and ran them along the front of his boxers, from the middle of the elastic band down to his crotch, splitting them apart to free the trapped monster from the prison. His monstrous dick danced in ecstasy enjoying the new found freedom. But, the freedom didn't last long as the swaying dick was soon seized by the drooling mouth, locked up deep inside the tight throat, and restrained by the stretched and stiff lips.
She was now happy that she would never be deprived of a mouthful of a man's cum, unlike in her frightening dream, as she could always suck her husband's cock before her day even began.
The warmth of the slutty Indian teacher's mouth made her husband's dick swell further. The cock-head hit her throat repeatedly as it jerked with agitation. The force of his throbbing rock hard dick in her salivated mouth made her wonder what the fuck the Professor was dreaming about.
"None of your business.. Just focus on rewarding the dick for being your slave" Wetness of her pussy scolded her inquisitive mind.
Her stretched mouth started slurping up and down vigorously as if there was no tomorrow. Saliva flowed freely from her throat to his cock-head to his cock-shaft to his cock-base to his firm balls to his ass hole. She pulled and slurped and gulped and guzzled non-stop. She NEEDED to fill her mouth with his cum NOW. She wanted to wash away the insecurities of her scary dream by rinsing her mouth with her man's fresh cum. Her vigor and wild movements woke Sanjeev up as he shot a strong stream of cum deep inside her throat. The warm sticky liquid in her mouth sent sensations of instant gratification throughout her body. Her body jerked and she felt her own orgasm. She licked and swallowed her husband's cum and nicely cleaned his cock, balls and groin with her tongue.
Relieved to have secured her title of being a cum-slut for another day, she curled up to him slowly - Sanjeev's wide arms surrounded her and hid her head in his chest. Her boobs playfully rested in his flat tummy. His half-stiff dick pressed onto her stomach. He kissed her head lovingly and she hid herself securely in his chest surrounded by his arms. They both soon slept peacefully.
After a good power nap, the 6:30 AM alarm woke them up.
She curled up further and gave him a good morning French kiss. As they swirled their tongues in each other's mouth they both felt the fresh aroma of his cum oozing from her mouth.
She playfully said, "I think every morning I should gargle my throat and rinse my mouth with your cum, to get rid of bad breath..."
"...In fact, I should stop using any other gargle liquids." She completed her sentence.
He chuckled, "Why only mine and why only in the mornings? Your beautiful mouth deserves to be free of bad smell 24/7. So, you must try to keep fresh cum's aroma all the time."
