The Transfer Student – Part 1

Hi readers, I hope that you will like this story. My name is  Mannaz. You can call me ‘Mac’. This is the first time I am writing a story, and I don’t know how to write stories, so please understand. Then, let’s start –

At 11:30 during the college break time –

Me: BC, Teena, ma’am, is looking damn good today.

Ajay: Yes, bro, she is wearing a blue silk saree and a designer blue blouse.

(Teena is our history teacher, 37 years old, and she is undoubtedly a beautiful woman.)

Teena, ma’am, who was passing by just came out from the toilet. Just by looking at her, my cock became rock-hard. Her big round soft tits and ass, I wanted to squeeze them so hard. Her boobs were shaking and bouncing.

After finishing our lunch:

Me: Hey Ajay, let’s go, bro.

Ajay: Let me enjoy the view.

Ajay enjoyed it by checking out some girls.

Me: I’ll not say twice, come, get up.

Ajay: Ok, brother.

Me: Hey, let’s buy some cold drinks. Where is the canteen?

Ajay: …

Me: …

Me: Don’t give me that look.

Ajay: Haha, seriously!

Me: I just transferred, so I don’t know about your college.

Ajay: Ok, let’s go.

(I was a transferred student. I just transferred to this college due to the trouble I had at my old college.)

At the canteen:

There was a lot of crowd. I raised my eyes and then I saw Teena ma’am at the counter line. Her backless blouse and that ass, I just wanted to squeeze them! I wanted to hug her from behind, kiss her neck, and leave a love bit on it. I couldn’t wait and so stood behind her. Ajay realized that I was not beside him.

Ajay: Where is Mac? Oh bastard, there he is!

He then joined the counter line. He was after me after 4-5 people. I stood behind ma’am. I peeked from behind, her blouse was so tight that it had created a perfectly round shape falling due to gravity. Between those soft sexy tits was her gold mangalsutra dangling. That view made me rock hard. I wanted to squeeze two soft boobs, drink milk, and make her moan in pain.

Then I gave the signal to Ajay to push the line. Ajay, without a question, pushed the person standing before him. In the meantime, I adjusted my cock. The distance between me and ma’am was just two cm. My crotch was pressed on ma’am ass. Then Teena ma’am gave me a look, but I stood innocently.

Me: Sorry ma’am, it’s not my fault. They pushed me.

Teena: It’s ok. I’m not mad. Be careful next time.

Oh god, her voice was so magnificent. There was a mole on the left upper lip, and the second was a little bit away from the first one. That made her look so sexy that made anyone go crazy. I couldn’t take anymore and pressed again.

Teena (in her mind): What is poking me from behind, not again!

She looked behind.

Teena (in her mind): Is it Mac, the transfer student? Don’t tell me they think they can poke me.

We stood in the line for more than 5 minutes and I pressed my crotch many times on ma’am ass.

Teena (in her mind): It’s so hard and warm. I think I can guess its size. No, stop it, Teena! But what is this feeling? Why is my heart beating so fast? My ear has gotten red and hot.

I looked at her face from behind, and she looked tense. I thought she was going to shout at me, so I stopped.

Teena (in her mind): Why did he stop? It’s better. But I want to feel that again. I know it’s wrong with my student, plus I am married. Fuck, whatever!

Suddenly, I was surprised. I couldn’t believe she pressed her ass softly at my crotch! Ahh! That feeling. I can’t express that feeling in any word, you can just imagine.

Teena (in her mind): Has it been so long since I got this feeling? It’s all my husband’s fault. We barely had sex for the last month.

She rubbed her ass softly and made this act an accident. She was lost in her thoughts.

Someone: Ma’am, ma’am.

Then I put my hand on her shoulder and said –

Me: Ma’am, ma’am, it’s your turn to order.

Teena: Hmm, what?

Me: Your turn (pointed at the counter).

Teena: Oh yes, thanks.

She moved forward. Her pallu was stuck in her sandal, she missed her balance, and she fell. I caught her from behind, and then I realized that my right hand was on her boob.

Me (in my mind): What the fuck! She hasn’t worn a bra.

Oh God, why are you helping me so much? My hand was on her boob and couldn’t be seen by others due to her saree.

Me (in my mind): I want to feel it. Just do it, Mac.

Then I squeezed her boob hard.

Teena: Aahhh..

Someone: Ma’am, are you all right? Are you hurt anywhere?

Teena looked at me. We looked at each other for two seconds.

Someone: Ma’am, ma’am.

Teena: I..I am alright.

Someone: Ma’am, your order.

Teena: Yes, thank you.

She gave me a look when she walked by me.

Ajay: Bro, how was it? Did you get anything?

Ring-Ring-Ring.

Ajay: Shit! Lunchtime is over. Let’s go to class, bro. It’s math class time.

In the class, I was looking at my hand and smiling.

Me: Wow, what a wonderful day! I wish I could feel it every day.

Ajay: What are you talking about? Smiling like you found a girl to yourself?

Me: That’s right (happily).

I kissed my hand.

Ajay: Hey, are you a pervert? What are you doing, and why did ma’am give you that look at the canteen?

Me: What a wonderful day. I wish she would be my woman.

Ajay: Hey!

Me: What?

Ajay: You stand beside Teena Ma’am at the canteen. (in a lower voice) Did you have fun? You know what I mean.

Me (in my mind): Should I tell him or not?

Math teacher: Ok, then solve this problem by tomorrow.

In the meantime when the teacher came to the class –

Me: Hey, let me tell you something interesting.

Ajay: What? Hurry up, tell me.

Me: Hold your horses. At the canteen when you pushed, I touched my crotch at Teena’s ass, and she didn’t say anything. After some time, she pushed her ass softly at my crotch. She was enjoying it.

His eyes were wide open in surprise.

Ajay: I don’t believe.

Me: Why don’t you believe me?

Ajay: Bro, many other students tried this. But in the end, they got punished and she slapped them so hard. She is loyal to her husband, and she is a very religious woman. It’s hard to believe. She is not that type of woman.

Me: Believe me, bro. I swear on you mother.

Ajay: Hey!

Me: Ok, you heard that she scammed loudly, right?

Ajay: Yes. So, did you do anything else?

Me: (smiled)

Ajay: Tell me?

Me (looked right and left): Did you see that I saved her from falling?

Ajay: Yes. So what?

Me: When I caught her, one of my hands was on her left boob, and I squeezed it.

Ajay: You lucky bastard! Do you know how lucky you are?

Me: Bro, if I seduce her, who knows I can make her my woman one day.

Ajay: If you, may be possible.

We two laughed.

“Hey, you bastards!”

It was our class representative Varun.

Varun: How dare you!

Me: What happened, why are you angry?

Varun: I heard your conversation assholes. I complain to the ma’am.

Me: Oh, so what? Are you gonna say that I tried to seduce her, squeeze her boob, and pressed my crotch at her ass? But you know (put my hand on his solder), she also liked it.

Varun: You (he grabbed my collar).

Me: Hey, don’t tell me you have a crush on her. (in Anger) If you have, then forget it. She belongs to me only me.

Ajay: That’s enough, Varun; just accept that he is your future stepfather.

Varun (loudly): Ajay!

Everyone looked at our side.

To be continued.