My Teacher, Bhanu
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Let me introduce myself. I am Chandu from Hyderabad of age 28. I have been reading ISS for past 6 years. I have read hundreds of stories hundreds of times. I never had sex. No romance. Never had a girlfriend. By now, you would have understood me. The total boring guy probably. I masturbate daily with ISS stories and porn. Being an introvert I never approached any girl even if I had a crush. So, ISS is my only site to give my hand a job and of course, porn sites. I am here to share some of the soft-core experiences I had. These may not be enough for you to give an orgasm. But just for a casual read. It was the time when I started acquiring knowledge on sex. I think I was 13. I started learning the meaning of words – Penis, pussy, boobs, Ass, masturbation, fingering etc. I was thrilled by the idea of a cock inserting a vagina. My friend taught me to masturbate and helped me to imagine my teachers. We had our Hindi teacher, Bhanu. She was a fuck as hell. Even now, I think about her, I fap. She has a dark brown complexion with boobs like mangoes and ass cheeks like water-melons. Her hip sways like a simple pendulum(I am typing with the left hand and masturbating with right :P). She had braided hair that would reach her ass. Her breasts were so heavy but in great shape. I think she used to buy bras every month as the elastic would worn out due to the weight of her boobs. Her breasts looked so soft even a little movement would create tremors in her blouse. She would wear a tight bra but with a loose blouse. No idea why..!! But this was great for me. Because her blouse would slide down in the front and I would get an awesome view of her deep cleavage through her transparent pallu. What a sight was that !!! Sometimes I would go and stand next to her while she was sitting and I would treat my eyes with the deep valley. The colour of her breasts would contrast with the tan above the chest. Sometimes even her pallu would slide down. I get instant erections all day in the classroom. I would even masturbate in the class looking at her. She used to sit on her chair with both hands keeping on the bench and sometimes even stretch forward to have a nap. You must see her left view. One big mango hanging with a hint of nip poke. Her blouse has an open back(not much but enough to raise the dick). The outline of her bra through her transparent blouse, the hooks of the blouse when pallu slid, the view from the right side when the pallu’s edge would line up with the right nipple ending up on her left shoulder – all these were boosters for my sexual interest. I would eagerly wait to see anything that she shows. Whenever she teaches, she would stand and hold the chair such a way that the top edge of the chair would be pressing her pussy. She used to do that throughout the class even though the entire class is watching her. Once we had study hour during exams – everyone was busy studying in the class. But I was standing next to her which she didn’t notice. She was playing with breasts. With her hands folded, she was casually hitting her left breast with her right hand. What a sight it was !!! No matter how many times she tried to cover her waist with saree. The saree would slide down due to reverb effect of her ass. She didn’t have a perfect back but it was good with little fat. Her waist fold would drive me nuts. A fold that never levels. If there was a power cut, she would sweat and her waist shined like a polished teak. Her thighs though could not be seen through her saree. I would try to makeout the outline. She has tremendous thunder thighs. I wish I could see her in leggin now. Sometimes when I sit on the floor and she sits on the chair. I would deliberately wait to see her cross her legs. Trying to get a peek of her thighs. And whenever it happened, the sight was fucking awesome. Sometimes she used to scratch her pussy area, it would produce the sound of hair scratch. I think she had a bush. :P Whenever she does some movements with her hand, her pallu would slip down(of course she use to guard it with a safety pin), I get to see her left boob over her transparent pallu which is such a melon. It can’t be taken into mouth fully. She had a small pouch which rarely revealed her navel. Her shape of her ass was like a big pumpkin. And whenever she bends, I just wanted to spank. If I stand next to her right, the boobs would look like rounded molds. They are huge milk tankers with enormous potential energy. Whenever her pallu drops, getting a look at her hooks is a marvelous experience. Sometimes I felt like the hooks are strained too much and they are ready to give up. It looked like a tug of the war. As her blouse had a big open back, her bra use to come out which was a great sight then – now it’s a common sight for many women. Her melons were so heavy, the bra straps used to leave marks on shoulders as they were dug deeply – which is kind of sexy for me. Of all these, my fetish part is armpits. She had broad armpits and fleshy arms. Whenever she wears a transparent blouse(white), it was like a festival for me. She would lift her hand casually and I would have a breathtaking fucking sight of her sweat drained armpits. She rarely shaved I guess. It was always dark and dense. The aroma of her pits would arise me when she sat next to me on a school bench. I tried to express for the first time. Hope you like it. Please share your comments at [email protected]. Ladies/girls, please feel free to message me (your opinion is very much appreciated and weighed much). Also, if you could chat with me, I consider myself privileged. Thank you.