He pulled my mouth and sucked my wet and juicy lips. He inserted his tongue into my mouth and tasted every corner of my mouth, just like he did with my pussy. He then pulled my kurti and almost would’ve torn it had I not interrupted. I removed it myself, and he hugged me from behind, cupping my boobs.
I wore a matching yellow Clovia bra covering half my boobs. He went mad at my boobs and sucked them from my bra. I put one hand on his head and let him suck them passionately.
Suddenly we heard a knock on the door. It was one of his trainees, who came after a half day’s leave. I was dead scared, thinking that someone might catch us doing this. He gave me a naughty smile and pressed my boobs. He asked, “Shall I call him in?”
Hearing this, I went mad and got him off me and hid my boobs. I said, “No, please don’t do that.” He then told his trainee to wait for a few minutes. I quickly pulled off my bra and wore my kurti. I picked up my panty. Seeing this, he pulled me towards him, holding me from my ass.
He spat on his hand and, massaged his spit on my ass. He snatched my panty, putting it in his pocket, saying, “This will remain with me.” He told me to visit at the same time tomorrow. He warned me that if I didn’t come, he’d come to my home to return his panty.
I was so scared and thrilled at the same time. I quickly pulled out my salwar and left for home. I couldn’t stop thinking about him the whole day. Whether it was the right decision since it would change my whole life, making it pleasurable or painful if it went wrong.
But I still couldn’t stop thinking about how he gave me sheer pleasure, and I decided to visit him again. I would soon pen down the next incidents which changed my life to a great extent.