Fucking my nerdy bespectacled professor Jyoti

Hi readers, I’m Sarfaraz Khan, back again after a long time with my new story. I am a 24-year-old male from a South Indian city having experience with women from various walks of life. Those who don’t know me can read my stories here. There are more than 40 stories I’ve written on this site.

Anyway, let’s come to the story. It’s an actual incident and not a fictional one. When I was in my degree course, there used to be a professor named Jyoti. Her age must be around 40.

To anyone looking at her for the first time, she would not look sexy. Medium height and built, hairs tied into a braid and wearing spectacles. But in my desperate shagging sessions, she would sometimes be a part. I’ve closely observed and worked with her for many days.

I have been lucky to see her inner beauty. Let me explain. Once her bra strap was visible, I was with her in the staff room. When she realized it, she casually unzipped her kameez from behind and adjusted it without noticing me. Nor did she realize later that I got to see her bare shoulders and bra.

Anyway, nothing much was going on between us. But one thing I forgot to tell you. I had seen her fighting multiple times over the phone, probably with her husband, usually in a loud tone. I didn’t give much a damn about it until this incident.

Our principal gave her a project about some research study. She announced this one day after the lecture. She told me she would need some students to help with her, and those students would get some recognition etc. Only a few agreed, and since I liked the project, I said I was okay.

That project required a bit of homework and staying an hour or two after college. This was the first time I was working so close to her. I used to take my laptop to the staff room and sit there only, do my work, and show her at the end like 2-3 more students like me.

Till that time also I didn’t think about anything extraordinary. It was a normal day once I was sitting and working after college. That day the two other guys, too, hadn’t stayed. The weather turned a bit cloudy, and it was raining heavily in no time.

I was worried that I might have to wait a few more hours before leaving. I went to Jyoti mam and showed her my work for the day. She asked me how I’ll go back home in such heavy rain.

Me: No, mam, I’ll stay till it becomes a little less heavy.

Mam: Yeah, that’s good. Even I’m planning the same. By the way, would you like some tea?

Me: It’s okay, mam. Thank you.

Mam: Hey, why so many formalities? Just sit and have here. I just got it before the rain started.

She poured me a glass from a kettle

Mam: So Sarfaraz, our project is nearing completion. You have done a good job. I reviewed your work yesterday. Good.

Me: Thank you, mam

While we spoke casually about such stuff (She wasn’t the type of lady who would ask about my GFs, etc.), she again got a call. She excused herself and went to a separate cubicle. As usual, she was talking in a very upset and loud voice.

I think it was her husband again. Her voice looked broken a few times. After 10 minutes she came back with a sad and angry face.

Me: What happened, mam? Are you okay?

Mam: Yeah. Nothing. (Still, she had that face)

Me: Mam, any problem? Tell me it’s okay.

She started sobbing. She told how her husband always quarrels over petty stuff like picking up kids, food etc. I didn’t know how to react. Rather I was feeling uncomfortable and embarrassed in such a situation. I was not a girl to hug her and make her calm, nor did it seem appropriate.

She now came and sat next to my chair, still tears flowing down. She just slightly put her head on my shoulder. I felt a shock. I just stayed still. She continued putting more pressure and getting close. I finally held her shoulder with trembling hands and consoled her on my shoulder.

She was almost putting her entire weight on me. What’s happening, I thought.

Mam: Sarfaraz, I can’t bear this anymore. Please help me.

Me: Mam, it’s okay. I’m here. Please stop crying.

She suddenly opened her eyes and looked me straight into the eyes. Her lips began getting close to mine. I was in a sheer dilemma. It wasn’t planned. My emotions couldn’t hold. I, too, started moving my lips towards her and soon we were in a passionate liplock.

She was chewing my lips, closing her eyes while I got to see her from so close. She was actually beautiful. I began caressing her upper back now while she held my neck and continued to open her mouth deeper for me to put my tongue. Indeed our salivas were getting mixed very well.

Now my cock began rising, and so was the animal inside me. I undid her hair bun and her braid. Her open hair flew past her eyes. She looked so beautiful and cute in my hands, with loose hair and closed eyes. We continued kissing each other. She was sitting on my lap, now facing me on a common chair.

I held her legs and wrapped them around my waist now. I could feel the warmth of her pussy. After a good time of kissing and fondling, I went to unzip her kameez from the back, the same way I had seen her doing once. Gosh! Her inner beauty was milky white pure.

I slowly caressed her exposed shoulders and licked her neck, earlobe and upper chest. She was surrendering everything of her body to me now. I held her kameez from below to lift it over her head, and now my goddess was in her bra only.

OMG! That’s all I can say. Her boobs were magnificent, hidden behind a white cotton bra barely covering them. I quickly unclasped the last piece of cloth, and her treasure was in front of me.

I wasted no time taking each of them in my mouth and giving a good massage and bite to the structures. I fondled the opposite breast with another hand while plucking her huge dark areolas between my teeth. She was moaning now in pleasure, holding my head close.

I sucked her for a good 20 minutes and now couldn’t wait. My dick was almost tearing my underwear and pants. I quickly became fully nude, and my dick was in the air saluting her beauty. She was shy to look at my complete body. I held and lifted her chin upward to face me.

She looked at me from my chest to my abs, hairy body, and eyes fixated on my manhood. She was stealing glances. I slowly placed her hand on my dick. I shivered as her hand touched my almost 7 inch circumcised monster. I undid her salwar nada and put my hand inside it. She jerked hard due to pleasure.

I pulled her lower down, and she was wearing a black panty with a wet patch. Now I pulled down her panty, too unable to control myself. Gosh! Her love spot was in front of me. It was hairy outside, but the smooth, perfect shape, brownish walls, and reddish inner.

I laid her on the floor and couldn’t hold my urge to eat her hairy pussy. I got in 69 position, but she was a novice in blowing. I bet her husband doesn’t get it done. As soon as my tongue flicked her pussy and clit she lifted her ass and jerked more of her pelvis to my mouth.

I began licking passionately, pushing my whole tongue inside her hairy pussy. In a few minutes, she jerked her entire body and had her orgasm with juices flowing down her thighs and my tongue. I continued licking her as she relaxed, still panting heavily. I just moved back to devour the scene.

My nerdy homely professor was lying completely naked, looking so beautiful. I was ready for the main part now. I held her legs apart and placed them on my shoulders. My sturdy body in between her legs climbed stop Jyoti mam and pointed my dick in the proper direction.

I plowed my circumcised dick inside her hairy mature pussy. Ahhhh! Was it heaven? Her pussy was gripping me so well, like a virgin girl, burning hot inside. I slowly began making strokes till her pussy was accustomed to my length and thickness.

Now I began fucking my lecturer while throwing her heart around in utmost pleasure. I was licking her neck, lips, face and earlobes while making deep strokes into her pussy. I was absorbed in ecstasy now as her pussy fully swallowed my cock. I could feel my pubic hair grazing hers while we entangled in love.

I began increasing my pace now as our hips gyrated to the rhythm. “Aah, Sarfraz fuck me. Make Jyoti mam your slut, aah.” Her moans were making me more hot and passionate. I began pounding her pussy at maximum speed now. The thap thap thap sounds were coming from my balls and pelvis hitting hers.

“Ah, mam, you feel amazing. I’m cumming,” I shouted and splashed all my load inside her. I left her legs and collapsed on her body, both drenched in each other’s sweat. A strange satisfaction was over her face. We got up dressed up and left as the rain was light.

How we continued our sex, I’ll try to mention in my other stories.

So guys and girls hope you enjoyed the story of my hot and sexy professor and shagged or fingered yourself hard. Do send me your suggestions, feedback and ideas in the comments below or to my mail id [email protected]. Goodbye until next time