Outdoor Field Trip

Her cute smile and kissable lips had given me many a wet dream. She was a newly graduated MPhil lecturer who came to teach us in the first year and took us on a field trip later. Her figure was so hot, she could evoke carnal desires in a dead man.

Gulki ma’am stood 5’6” tall, with thick straight, far hair till her waist. Her figure was near perfection, with 34-28-35 stats and a golden-brown complexion. Big dark eyes and sharp features, along with a toned physique, made her irresistible.

I had a huge crush on her, and she knew it very well. I would help her carry books, assist in class, and even follow her to help in other classes. She flirted openly with me and even asked me to call her ‘Gulki’ in private.

I had become bolder and started getting close to her. I would try to feel her soft ass or touch her waist while she would casually hold my arm or slap my back.

All this changed when I came back from the summer holidays in the second year. Gulki ma’am was married to Professor Joy. I was heartbroken and shocked. Joy was a tall, dark, and handsome pervert that the entire college knew about.

Adding to my misery was that she didn’t teach any of our classes in the second year. Still, I kept in touch with Gulki, finding excuses to see her once in a while. I had a new girlfriend to whom I lost my virginity. Slowly, Gulki ma’am faded from memory till I got to 3rd year.

It was then announced that a new assistant professor would take us to the botanical gardens and be our practical lecturer. It was none other than my fap queen, Gulki. I was overjoyed and went to meet her before class. There was no one in the lecture hall except us.

She was looking drop-dead gorgeous in a light brown chudidar kurta, with her hair tied in a loose silky bun. Eyebrows perfectly penciled and a dozen bangles on her right hand. Everything about her oozed of sex.

Gulki: Hi, Shubo!

Shubo: Hi, Gulki, I’m in your class.

Gulki: Oh, nice, it’s a fun subject. How’s your new girlfriend?

Shubo: Not as cute as you.

Gulki: Umm, ok, I’m married now. (showed me the toe rings on her pretty feet)

Shubo: What’s that tattoo on your wrist?

Gulki: It says Joy, my hubby’s name. Students are coming now, you should call me ma’am.

Shubo: Yes ma’am, good to see you again

I held out my hand. An electric current passed as she took my hand. We held our handshake for almost 20 seconds in silence. She still liked me, just couldn’t tell me straight. Maybe Prof. Joy could pleasure her with his experience, but he couldn’t be more infatuated about her than I was.

I sat and fantasized about Gulki the entire hour. She was like a dream girlfriend. I was 5’10”, a football player, and very fair. My sexual stamina was insane, and recently I had learned to control my ejaculation. The class ended as I was mentally undressing Gulki.

She called out to me.

Gulki: Help me take the stuff to my car, and I’ll drop you home.

Shubo: Sure, ma’am.

So I walked with her to the car, loaded all her stuff, and got into the passenger seat. Her car was parked in a shaded area, and no students were around. On impulse, I pulled her hair bun, letting loose the curtain of hair that fell to her waist.

She looked at me with mock anger, making her eyes big but looking sexier. ‘It’s now or never!’ I thought. I pulled her close with my hand in her hair and gave her a smooch. She tried to protest with a moan but surprised me with her tongue in my mouth. We were making out in the car with no sense of time.

I had my hands wherever they could reach. I found her perky boobs were really soft. Because of the padded bra, I couldn’t feel her nipples, so I put my hands inside with zero resistance from her. My slutty college professor’s tits were hard in no time. When I tried to put my hand in her saree, she finally stopped me saying, “This is college.”

On the way home, I sat back and recalled Gulki’s beauty. After marriage, she had got a long layered haircut and colored her hair with red streaks. Her nose and navel both sported piercings. That night I shagged twice to get Gulki ma’am off my mind.

The problem was, she wouldn’t give me her phone number, yet never discouraged my moves in private.

A few days passed uneventfully, then we got a field trip to the botanical gardens. Gulki ma’am would take us there, and Professor Joy would be there to escort us. We started early and reached our destination. Gulki was looking breathtaking in a black and white floral saree with a black sleeveless blouse.

Students were split into groups and given field assignments. By evening everyone finished their tasks and started gathering near the guesthouse to have a party. Professor Joy was joking and flirting with the girls as usual. I saw Gulki with a group and called out to her.

Shubo: Gulki ma’am!

Gulki: Shubo, where were you?

Shubo: With my group.

Gulki: Ok, come with me. I want to show you something.

We started walking away from the guesthouse. As we got quite far, I became curious and asked:

Shubo: What did you want to show me?

Gulki: Silly boy, come here, let me smell your cologne.

In fact, I had shaved and almost bathed in aftershave that day, just to impress her. She pulled me by my belt buckle and put her cheek to my neck, smelling me. I could feel her silky hair on my face and smell her sweet body odor. It gave me a hard rock erection.

I put my hands in Gulki’s hair and kissed her lips. Slowly this time, turning my head sideways and sucking slowly with my tongue. Gulki moved closer, pressing her body against mine.

Without losing my grip on her curves, I inserted my palm under her saree pleats to find her pussy. She was in full heat with her pantyless crotch dripping wet. I inserted my middle finger inside to further lubricate her. She instantly grabbed my package tightly.

Gulki: Hmm, I want this inside (feeling my dick).

Shubo: It’s been ready for ages.

Gulki: Did you bring protection?

Shubo: Yes, ma’am.

I took out a condom from my wallet and put it on. Gulki treated me with a silky hair flip, moving her sliding hair away from her bare shoulders, revealing a front-open blouse. I unhooked it and let her boobs free. She lifted her light saree and underskirt to show off a neatly trimmed box.

It looked like she didn’t cut with scissors but used a trimmer to reduce her bush. I made her sit over a slanted old tree and raised her sexy leg over my shoulder. She looked down in a trance at her pussy as I slid my cock into it. Her pussy held my cock like a hungry tiger holding its prey.

We fucked like crazy for almost 5 minutes before I came inside her in multiple jerks. Fully satisfied, I hugged her with my face hidden in her curtain of hair and my mouth biting her neck.

Gulki wasn’t done yet. She bent down and started sucking my semi-erect dick, making it hard again in a few seconds. Her soft lips and tongue gave me goosebumps with pleasure. She made me lay down in the grass on my back. My busty teacher then carefully sat on her knees on my erect dick.

With one hand, she expertly inserted my naked cock into her cunt and started rocking slowly. I tried to push up with equal force as she fucked me nicely. Her sexy hair was swinging and slapping my face as she jumped up and down, going faster with every stroke.

In what seemed like a never-ending fuck session, Gulki moaned loudly, and her head flopped on my chest. As we lay in the grass under the starry sky, I tried to imagine all the positions in which I would fuck Gulki in the coming days. Her body was a sex pot, and I would keep drinking for ages.