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When she order me to lay on her bed ... i lay n my mind is like giving me signals that she really want me as much I want her . With this thought, just like that, my little buddy jumped right to attention. I tried to sit up, because I knew it was trying to poke a hole in the front of my pants. Her hand went to my chest to hold me down

Then she must have seen the tent that was now the front of my pants. "Oh...I see." Her face came back over mine, about 8 inches again. "Am I responsible for that?" Her eyes darted toward my crotch.

Now I have to tell you, shy or not, there comes a time when somebody asks you the stupidest question you ever heard, and you just can't take it anymore.

And then she leaned over and kissed me. Those pouty soft lips closed over mine and she kissed me - hard. We broke apart to gasp for air.

Now she was blushing. "Oh my...I liked that," she panted. "I mean I REALLY liked that."

And then she kissed me again. This time she poked the tip of her tongue between my lips. Instinctively I tongued her back and we just melted into each other's arms. Ten minutes later she pulled back.

"SANSKAR ...you have to go."

I nodded dumbly. "OK."

She laughed again. "No, really, you have to go, 'cause I don't think I can control myself very much longer if you stay here."
I was about to go "SANSKAR !" she called out  Instead, she came to the door herself to let me in. No maid today. She said her parents were at some ski resort for a few days, "recuperating". She took my hand and led me to the library. Her Algebra book was on the desk. She sat down as if nothing had happened and started to work. I noticed that, the way she had set things up, I had to look over her shoulder.

Somehow I found the strength to concentrate on math, and we made good progress. She was coming along nicely and soon would not need much tutoring. I told you she was smart. I tried not to look, but I couldn't help it. Sure enough I got an eyeful. I couldn't see as much as the last time, and only saw a nipple once, but she obviously knew I was looking and did nothing to stop me. I got hard again, of course.

Finally she turned in the chair, her face about a foot from my rock hard cock. She looked right at it.

"Aha!" she yelled "I thought so!" She stood up and hugged me, grinding her body into mine. My arms went around her.

"Kiss me," she demanded. I did and it was good. I could feel her breasts crushed against my chest. They felt good. I tried to keep my erection from touching her, figuring that would go too far and it would be all over. Imagine my surprise when I felt her hands on my butt, pulling my hips toward hers. She ground her pussy against my cock and went "MMMmmmmm."

I didn't know what to do, so I just kissed her some more. After what seemed like a week or two, we broke apart.

"Sanskar?" she said "Would you ... Uh ... would you do me a favor?"

"Uh ... sure" I wasn't quite all there. I probably would have agreed to anything.

"You remember how I told you no boy had ever seen my breasts?" Now she had my attention. "Well, that's true. In fact no boy has seen any of me naked. And ... well ... I've never seen any of a boy naked either." She stopped.

Now I'm not stupid. I sound stupid and I might look stupid, but I'm NOT stupid. This woman had just kissed me like a lover and ground her luscious pussy against my hard dick.
"So you want to see what a man looks like 'in the flesh' so to speak."

"Uh ... well ... yeah." Now she was the one stammering and blushing. I sort of liked this. I decided to have a little fun.

"And you figure I know some guy who would be willing to show you his manhood." It was obvious I meant some OTHER guy, and not me.

"NO, silly," she pouted. "I mean ... well ... I mean ... will you show me yours?" she ended weakly.

"Swara," I said "What are you doing? You know well and good I'd be more than happy to fool around, but I can't help but think this is some kind of joke or something."

"Sanskar, I told you," she said. "I like you because you treat me like a lady. And I don't believe you'll do anything that I don't want you to, and I feel safe with you, and you're a good tutor, and I can't experiment with other guys because they want to go too far, but I can trust you."

She was serious!

"OK, but look," I said. "You need to understand a couple of things. First off, I don't have any experience. No girl has ever seen me naked either. Second, I don't know how trustworthy I am. The last sixty or seventy times I have jacked off it was your picture in my mind."

What was I saying? Was I crazy?

"Oh," she said in a small voice. "I didn't know that. You mean you masturbate while you're thinking of me?" Her voice sounded strangely husky. "And when you have an orgasm you pretend you're having it ... inside me?" I noticed her hand was between her legs.

Remember the part where I told you I'm not stupid?

"Yeah, swara," I huffed. "I lay in bed, and I pretend I'm ... inside you, and I dream about sucking your nipples and then I shoot." I was taking a chance, but I didn't think it was too big a chance.

"Sixty or seventy times?" She was breathing harder now, those magnificent breasts rising and falling right before my eyes.

"Well ..." I said. "Probably more, but I didn't want you to think I was some kind of sex friend ."

"Ohhhhh," she moaned. Her hand was definitely busy between her legs. "Would you do it for me? Here? Now?"

She  went to the library doors and locked them. "My parents are gone to Europe and I gave Suparna the day off, but I'd feel better if the doors were locked."

I decided to stick my neck out. "Swara? I ... I'll ... I'll be happy to show you what I do, but would it be OK if ... maybe ... I could look at ... you know ... your ..." I couldn't say the word "tits". Not to this woman.

"My body?" she asked.

Well, that wasn't exactly what I was thinking, but it was close.

"Well, OK," she said. "But I want to leave my panties on, OK?"

"OK," I said dumbly (again).

She stripped down in no time ,exposing those luscious breasts and then her shorts dropped, leaving her in high cut bikini panties that were powder blue and sheer enough I could see through them. She stood across the room. She fidgeted.

"Gosh, swara...you're beautiful," I murmured.

"Of course I am ... It's your turn," she said breathlessly.

So I skinned out of my shirt and pants. I knew this was real now, and I wasn't nervous any more. Something about having swara so casually strip down right in front of me convinced me that things had changed for me, and that maybe I wasn't as much of a loser as I had thought.

I took off my skivvies and my buddy sprang out, like Clark Kent bursting out of a telephone booth with the suit on.

"Ohhh my," said swara, and she took a step toward me. "It's big," she said simply.

"Well I don't know about that," I said. "But it fits my hand really nice." I jacked it slowly. She took another step toward me. I stared at her breasts. Those perfect nipples were standing proud. They looked delicious. Her eyes were riveted on my dick. As I jacked it her hand slid toward her panties.

"Do you ever ... you know?" I said as I jerked my cock toward her.

She started, glancing up at my face. Then she laughed "Well, seeing as how I'm here with you naked, I don't suppose it would hurt to admit that I do."

"Would you ... do it with me?" I asked.

She blushed. "OK," she said in that little voice. She slid her hand inside her panties.

"No fair," I said quietly.

Her eyes jerked back to mine. She blushed again. She just stared at me for maybe 30 seconds. But she took her panties off. She was red as a beet, but she was brave. She dragged a chair opposite mine and sat in it, her legs together at first. I stood in front of her and "I'm imagining my favorite fantasy," I said.

I started jerking in long slow movements that fully covered and then revealed my cock head. I peeked and saw swara, legs spread, jaw slack, fingers rubbing her pussy lips.
I suck her nipples and she squeals."
She hugs me and kisses me, and my cock sticks between her legs. It's rubbing against her pussy. Then she spreads her legs and pulls herself up by my shoulders. My cock lodges in her pussy and she slides back down. Now I'm in her, all the way in her."

"I go deep in her. I'm starting to leak sperm, like I am right now." . Her fingers didn't pause, though and she was breathing very hard.

"I tell her I'm about to cum and then ............. I spurt."

I timed it so that I'd start cumming at that point. I didn't actually aim it at swara it's just that she was right there in front of me and that's where I shot.

The first stream just happened to splatter all over her breasts. She froze and looked in disbelief at the thick white fluid now dripping off one nipple.

The next spurt came and what was left of my mind said "Hey stupid, don't squirt all over my chest again," so I directed it downward, so as not to hit her face.

Instead I scored a direct hit on her pussy lips and hand. Her fingers were coated. She stared for a second at her wet hand and suddenly she continued to slide them in her pussy, pushing my sperm inside her in the process. She felt it and nuzzled into my neck, going "Mmmmmmmmm."

She spoke to my neck this time "That wasn't supposed to happen."

"I'm NOT sorry. I couldn't be sorry even if I tried. That was the most wonderful thing that ever happened to me. If I never ever get to do it again, it will have been worth it. I hope you aren't pregnant, but if you are then we'll just have to deal with raising a beautiful child, because that's the only kind you could possibly have.
This was so erotic I continued cumming so hard I thought I'd pass out.

She sighed. "That was so hot. I never came like that before."

"You and me both," I said.

"Um...sorry about shooting all over you," I started to say. She was out of the chair and sitting on my chest in a flash.

"When are you going to learn?" she said in mock anger.

"Well ... I just thought ..." my statement was stopped by a kiss. This kiss was a nice gentle one that went on and on. 

I opened my eyes and looked at swara. Her eyes were wide open, staring at me I look at herself she was in t-shirt and short and I look my self I am wearing my cloth. I took 2 mints to think what all happen I came to conclude and I scream in my mind  Oh ghosh it was a #DREAM a Damm Dream In those situations you either laugh or hit somebody. I laughed. I laughed so hard my head hurt and I started crying. I was laughing and crying at the same time and holding my head and rolling around on the bed I roll down to floor.I thought I might actually die.

I felt her hands trying to grab my shoulders and she was saying something like "sanskar! What's wrong? Sanskar, what can I do to help?" and the next thing I knew she was hugging me. After sometime I parted from hug and just stare in her she is having genuine care for me I  walk out being guilty she cares for me and I am thinking like a pervert but my mind urghhhh I hate this feeling .
I don't remember going home. I don't remember eating anything, or changing clothes or getting ready for bed. I DO remember beating off that night. I shot at least four feet. 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

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GUYZ this part is #Dream xcept last 2 paragraph. .... yes he dream about her and his fantasy ... 😉😉😉😉 u thought its real oh my ghosh SWARA is very sweet,naughty and GOOD girl 😉😉😉.
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