My Pretty Pink Princess

Hello I'm Naman, 32 years old. I teach communication skills at a hotel management college. It's a co education college and I have been working here for the past 4 years and have gained some respect within the staff and student circle alike.

Students like me and my teaching, because I am cool with their activities. Even if they do not do the assignments, I won't yell at them but make them understand the problem. Also, I don't interfere with the personal life of the students', their personal tantrums or love affairs or any other smoking or drinking stuff, unless it's needed.

I am not yet married, so I mainly satiate my desires through porn or jerking off. I do not encourage girls who are infatuated with me, there are plenty of them who are behind me for various reasons. They are mainly attracted by my body frame, broad, wide shoulders, muscular build, small eagle eyes, and mainly my dimples. Few are weak for my intellectual looks, nerdy dressing, but they say I'm hot. I'm not sure about that. I'm a nerd, a clumsy, stupid bear, as my mother says.

I try to avoid looking at girls, but can't stop looking at my co-teachers, somehow the married teachers attract me more. Mostly, women teachers are married here. Of them, the girls hostel warden, Miss. Sanya Kaul makes me so horny. She teaches Italian cuisine to students, and she is popular to be a great chef. She looks so pretty and lovely that I can't take my eyes off her most of the time. She is 3 years older than me at 35.

I am a big man, being 6'-3" never really met tall girls but always wanted to be with someone like that. Sanya is more like what I want in my partner. She is fair, hot, great at cooking, calm, around 5'-8", with broad shoulders and super heavy busts. Her slender waist and thicker ass makes me wonder why she is so attractive, or if she is even real. She is so pretty that even a gay would want a fuck night with her.

What I heard is that she is married and has one kid. Yet she looks so pretty. Her husband travels often, so she keeps herself busy at work and home. Her kid is with her parents who stay with them. So she has no worries about her child when she is at work. Mostly she is seen in pink saree and salwars. She looks really awesome in pink. Students like her for her funny nature though she seems to be an introvert.

One windy day, the winds took off her saree up to her thighs. I saw the sexiest, fair, legs in my life. I was so crazy my lund (dick) took like an hour to calm down. If you ask who

is my dream lady, I would say her. My secret obsession "Miss. SANYA KAUL".

Coming back to the point, there was a week-long tour program for the students to the far away metropolitan city. I volunteered, to add value to my resume. There were like 30 students, 18 guys and 12 girls. To accompany the girl students, Sanya was selected. I was filled with joy that I can have some interaction with her now.

I rarely talked to her, because we were from different departments. Knowing she is going to come with me, I made a small talk about the tour. She smiled beautifully and she sometimes smiled and giggled, when I told a joke. Whenever she smiles, my lund (dick) gets hard raises like crazy. I often thought her hubby is a lucky person to have her.

The travel to the city, was all scheduled and planned by the facility teams and they had provided accommodation units for students and the teachers. All the units were bedroom apartments with first floor and ground floor, more like individual guest houses far apart from eachother on a widely spread land areas of the resort hotels booked for us.

When I thought we are going to

stay together for a week, for the first time I thought and strongly felt, I should fuck her. This thought played in my mind all through the classes and work and filled my dirty mind. Also, the way she talked, her voice, her sexy eyes, the way she walked with her ass jiggling made it even crazier.

Imagining the time we could spend together had made me crazy, I had to use the bathroom more than usual during college time that day, to jerk off and one time like this, without noticing, I was jerking my lund (cock) moaning her name 'Sanya... Sanya.' It had been over 6 days of no jerking off. I knew it would be a big load of thick cum. I knew it would be a big mess if I released it.

While I was thinking, I heard someone enter the washroom, so I slowly came out without relaxing. I just washed my hands and went out. Besides, I felt I should release my load on her. I had a terrible urge to make her moan my name and rip her chooth (pussy) with my lund that she forgets any man she has ever been with. I dont understand even now why im so attracted to her.

The next week we were ready for the tour. I came ready to the railway station while all my male students arrived on time. Now, I saw Sanya with her female students waiting for all of us. Wow, she looked like an angel with a nose ring and well braided hair in the back. She was again in a pink saree, much transparent than her usual sarees. I felt she owns the color pink. "My pretty pink princess."

I also saw a puny innocent guy. I then understood he is her husband, with the way they talked. I just wished him and acted as if I had no dirty thoughts of her. I could see him laugh like a seal. It was a bit annoying but so addictive as well. That made me smile in silence. He said he was working in an electrical department as a deputy manager. Who cares? I said to myself.

I was just eyeing my queen, while her husband was giving instructions to the female students. Suddenly, Sanya looked at me and caught me checking her out. I looked away, but some time later, she looked again to see whether I was checking her out. While her hubby was talking

to the students, I checked out her boobs again. She got me again and gave me a stare like "what are you looking at?" She tried to adjust her saree, which embarrassed me.

Soon the train left the station, while her hubby left her early. We were sitting in the opposite berths, so I made some small talk about the college and how her teaching

work was going on. I kept checking her out now and then. Suddenly, she stopped talking but her silence meant "what the hell are you looking at?" But it was just her eyes asking the question. I just smiled back and she turned her head away but I could see a small smile on her lips. That was a big positive sign.

While we were talking, students in the next berth were chatting and kind of making noise throughout the trip. It was getting dark. She was reading a book but I now and then looked at her sharp nose. She saw me again and she was kind of shaking her head. My lund (dick) was like bulging out of my pants. I tried to adjust them. While I was doing that, she caught me with what I was doing. I tried to play it down by not looking at her. But she could see my bulge in my pants. Now and then she tried to look at my bulge.

This went on for some time. It was dinner time and I tried to buy dinner and asked whether she wanted anything. She said no, but I insisted and bought her some lamb biryani. Students brought their own

stuff. We were talking and tried to exchange some food while I intentionally touched her hand. She kind of got shy and quickly moved it back.

It was so soft that I thought how a

handjob would be with her hands. Things went like this until we reached our destination. I knew the native language, so I could do all the communication and stuff and she was just behind me like my wife following me around. It gave me a kind of confidence to talk to her more, to make her even more submissive and obedient.

On one occasion, a lady mistook us for husband and wife. I corrected that lady, but in my mind, I wanted it to be true. I was infatuated by this gorgeous sexy woman who is married to another man, but she was still the woman of my dreams. I knew by now how badly I was obsessed with sanya and no one else cpuld take that place in my heart or mind.

We reached our accommodation, while I checked down with all the students in a much bigger place. Me and Sanya had a separate guest house building. She came with me and she told me she will take the ground floor and I agreed to it.

I took bath as it was a long trip. I came down, but there was no noise. I slightly peeked into her room with a knock to enter. But she just came out of the bath with a towel around her chest. I could see her white milky thighs. She did not notice me, watching her. But I didn't want to make a bad impression so I moved away. Yes, after a few prolonged viewing of her rear end which was barely covered by the towel. I had such a hard boner this time, that I canceled my other plans and headed back to my room and jerked off so hard that my shaft would have probably fallen down.

Next day, we visited important places since it was an educational tour. We visited some important historic places and museums. The following day we had a busy schedule and we were returning to our units at 5 PM. My students wanted to go watch some movies and make this trip memorable. I guided them where to go and I helped them book tickets and shop for other things.

Sanya did not want to go, so we returned to our place. She was a bit tired but looked absolutely stunning again in a different kind of pink today. I thought I should make a move today. The day before I had bought some condoms and had kept them safe in my bag. I was gathering up the courage, I needed to share my thoughts and urges with her, and this was the perfect moment as we were alone.

We were walking back and I told her she looks pretty in her pink saree that she wore. She kind of smiled and said thanks. I was slowly praising her beauty and intelligence. Sometimes she giggled and smiled back, while at other times she remained silent. I got bold and tried to catch her hand and tried to hold it. She was surprised but tried to take her hand away. The first time, she succeeded.

But I tried again to hold her hand. This time I was strong, so she couldn't do anything. Her hands were so soft and I complimented her for that. She didn't say anything. She acted as if she was angry. I joked with her even if she was angry, she looked pretty! She kind of smiled but tried to remove her hand, but I told her just for some time we can hold hands. She didnt agree for many times but finally and hesitantly agreed.

"Naman, you need to get married soon. Or else you are going to get involved with married women and do naughty things. Don't be that pathetic. " She said boldly and laughed at me.

I laughed along with her saying "You are a sexy woman, gorgeous lady 'Sanya'. I've never seen anyone like you. I'm addicted to your big chooche (boobs) and everything about you, I can't stop doing things to you" My eyes focused on her eyes sternly with a commanding tone.

Sanya was taken aback, she had no answers or questions to my confession. We reached our place sooner. She tried to move away, but I caught her hand saying that upstairs there are some things to be arranged. I asked her for help. She knew something wrong may happen so she strongly resisted. But I kept begging and pulling her towards my room, and she hesitatingly said yes. I asked her to walk first and followed her. I could see her jiggling ass, I had jerked off just the last evening. My lund (cock) was already excited, imagining how I would ruin her, or how she would moan under me.

Sanya knew something was going to happen today. When we reached our room, she said what should be arranged. I grabbed her closer, by her hips, immediately. She protested and tried to push me away. She tried many times and then started exerting some pressure with all her strength. I knew I could be a devil, trying to assault her, I was ready to risk it all for her. Even be a rapist and force her to have sexual intercourse.

"Noooo. Stop it Naman, what are you doing? Please stop. I'm a married woman. Please for heaven's sake. Please" She pleaded and kept begging while she tried to move my hands away from her.

I had lost my mind by this time, ready to force her however I could to get her naked and plow into her womanhood. I was crazy, trying to pull her Saree away. She was a soft lady, so she had no chance of stopping me. I forcefully pulled away her saree which was pinned to her blouse. She kept on screaming, but as this was a guest house, in an isolated area, none where here.

The managers and guards were blocks away, and they had trusted me to have her safe here. I was keeping her more than safe for now, trying to pleasure her, her gorgeous chooche (boobs) and wanting to please her chooth (pussy) too, of course with my raging lund (cock). I could ruin her forever if she wasn't obliging. If she didn't agree.

I pulled her saree out, and tore a bit of her saree and the thin fabric of her blouse. I didn't care, her heavy bust covered with her torn blouse and fair waist with her navel displayed, made me crazy. Her clothed chooche (boobs) were big like melons. I squeezed her navel and pressed her blouse harder.

"Open up, remove your clothes and mine, rani (queen). Enjoy the night with me please. Take my lund and own it for your pleasure." I whispered into her ears.

"You are so disgusting, Naman, what is wrong with you? Stop this. This is rape. I'm going to sue you for this. I'm going to humiliate you and get you punished for this. Stop it now, Naman, please" She begged and her tears were running down her beautiful face.

I was out of my mind. My lund (cock) was rock hard and the pants had a visible big bulge. I kept rubbing against her petticoat right at her chooth(pussy). I forcefully tore her blouse apart. It took multiple attempts, but it finally was torn apart. I noticed that, all through this, she didn't try to run away or scream, but kept crying badly and begging me. What a sweet submissive she was, it'll be great to ruin her and own her as my sex toy, I thought.

Before she knew it, Sanya was in her black bra and panties. She tried to cover her bulging tits. The view was so gorgeous. I couldn't hold back and pulled out her bra too and I could see her 38-inch boobs hanging out. She has pretty pink nipples but not big, but it looked sexy to me. They were hard and adorned her milky white skin. I was just kneading her breast moaning her name 'Sanya, Sanya.'

She knew she couldn't fight me, but she tried hard, but not once to run away or scream louder. As I overpowered her in every way I slowly slid my left hand over her clothed chooth (pussy). I was over excited that my lund (dick) was protruding out of the corners and poking her at the right spot. I cupped her clothed pussy and tried lifting up her petticoat as she struggled in vain to get out of my hold. I reached her panties and immediately slid it aside to cup her folds and she whimpered in pleasure in between her struggles.

I didn't stop as I held her both hands with my right hand above her head, tight and strong. My left hand slid inside her folds to find wetness creamed all over and I slid into her womanhood. My lund (cock) throbbed to get out and free and to touch her chooth (pussy) my heart pounded with excitement of what I was doing and I could hear her whimpers and pleads slowly diminishing in between the pleasure she was feeling now.

In between, I bent down to catch one of her open nipples and sucked it hard, as I fingered her vigorously. Her pleas converted to moans and I knew this was when she was weak and I needed to make her submit at this point. I dug my fingers deeper and thrusted and her thighs were gyrating along with my strokes.

She was holding her moans back, her eyes were shut hard and her skin was adorned with beads of sweat in that cold weather. I licked her pink buds and took in between my teeth and I bit her harder. Finally a loud moan escaped from her and I took my mouth to her lips instantly. I caught her lips sucking her sweetness for the very first time. I relished and she had her lips pressed tight not to permit me into her cavern.

My fingers had the switch. I pressed her clit and circled around to give her a sensation that would break her out of her confines. She obliged. My fingers circled hard, her thighs trembled. She started moaning loudly within my forced kiss and a louder moan escaped from her this time and she squirted all over my fingers. Her knees bent and she gasped for air. I was at the peak of bursting out.

She collapsed to the floor and took some time to gather her energy from the struggle and the forced orgasm. Her hands and knees were just a few inches away from the puddle of her juices and her petticoat was wetter. I could see her weakened and submitted state, but I needed more, this was only the beginning. Though I let her free of my hands and confines, she was to the floor at my feet, at my mercy.

I knew I had to take this further. I unbuttoned my shirt and unbuckled my belt. The sounds of that made her look at me with fear this time. Her eyes were wide open and her face distraught after a high orgasm. As she kept seeing me. My eyes were locked at her, her pretty eyes. Her torn blouse with her gorgeous doodu (boobies) hanging down. Everything was so hot and pretty. I dropped down my pants to the floor and stepped out in only my boxers.

She regrouped her energy with a new found courage, she immediately clasped to my feet, begging me "Please, Naman. Don't do this with me. Please, I beg you. I have a child, a family, and a husband. We love each other. We are trying for our second child. Please don't do this to me. Please don't ruin our family. Please."

Trust me, my heart clenched at this. But I wanted her in my life. I needed her as mine. I was mad for her. I was obsessed with her. I pulled her up to see her face and kissed her lips harder this time. She didn't open her lips even now. I wanted her to want me. I wanted her to make me hers. I pulled her to my chest and her doodu (boobs) pressed hard against my hard chest.

I whispered into her ears. "I need you Sanya. I want you to love me as your second husband. No one will know. I want the second child to be mine. Do you understand? It will be ours. Our love child."

Not replying to my confession, she begged again, "Please let me go. I'll not tell anyone. I'll not even be in this college any more. Please, I'm begging you. Please Naman. Please." She joined her hands pleading me like a typical bollywood movie rape scene.

I felt bad now. About myself. I made her walk to the bed and made her sit. I gave her some water. And wiped her sweat from her face. My lund (cock) was slowly calming down. I kissed her forehead this time and kissed her cheeks. Tried kissing her lips again, but she turned away. She was whimpering and her cries were soft now.

"Please, Sanya. Make me yours. Let me be the father of your second child. I promise, I will not betray you. I don't even look at others. I'm not attracted to other women like how you make me feel weak. I need you, in every way. I need you. I need to fuck you badly. Please understand."

Saying this my desperation reached a high again and I forced her to the bed. She kept struggling to get out and my lund (cock) started to rise again poking into her petticoat. I forced my lund (cock) and started grinding over her clothed chooth (pussy). She kept pushing me away as I tried to eat her lips, forcing her to open her mouth this time.

"Stop it. Stooopppp. Wait. Wait. Please" she screamed. I stopped a bit looking at her for her answer.

"wear protection. If you want it, wear protection. Please" she answered.

I was shocked. Did I hear it right? I saw her for her reaction. "I want you Sanya. Don't play with me. I want you in every way. Please."

She got up a little and wiped off her tears. I got to the edge of the bed and looked at her in an unimaginable situation. I was still surprised.

"Yes. Wear protection. This is only now. And the last. Never ever again will you touch or even see me, for that matter. Do you understand? I don't want any child of yours. I love my husband and no one else. This is the last time you will touch me. Do you understand?" She said in a commanding tone.