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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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It had probably lasted a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity. My heart was pounding and I felt as if everyone in the bus could hear the thudding of my heart. It was moments after our school bus was involved in what could have been a life-threatening accident, but my heart wasn’t pounding because of fear.

It was pounding because of what happened after the driver of the bus slammed the breaks, the bus went skidding and came to a screeching halt.

My heart was thudding because of where my hand was. As the brakes were slammed and the buss went out of control, we were thrown this way and that.

Megha’s mini skirt must have been pushed up by the rubbing against the seat. And my hand ended up high on the inside her thigh, the tips of my fingers rubbing against the edge of her panties. Megha looked shook up and had clasped my hand. Her nails digging into my skin.

For a few minutes, she had no clue what was happening while I enjoyed the warmth of her groin are under her skirt. When she did realize where my hand was, she shot me a look.

I pretended to be totally unaware, looking this way and that. From the corner of my eyes I watched her cute face turn red and yet, she made no effort to take my hand away. We just sat there, my hand between her legs for what seemed like hours, but was probably a few moments.

As the kids started scrambling and getting off their seats to get off the bus, the moment ended.

Megha pushed forward to stand up and my fingers brushed against her pussy for a fleeting moment and then she walked past me and off the bus. That was my first ever sexual encounter with Megha and every detail is etched in memory as if it had just happened.

Little did I know then that the incident had just opened the door to Megha’s erotic journey — and mine too.

At 18, Megha knew she was cute and played the snob to perfection. She flirted openly and teased the boys, only to leave them gasping after her. And yet, none had made it into her panties yet.

Megha and I were good friends but the day that accident happened, something changed. There was an awkward tension between us since then.

Every night, alone in bed, I fantasized a million different ways that day could have turned out and each scenario ended with me masturbating to thoughts of Megha.

In my horny teenage mind, I undressed and fucked Megha every night. And when we met, the memory of how I had imagined fucking her would make me avert my eyes.

I had no idea of the hormonal turmoil Megha was going through till nearly a month later.

It was a friend’s birthday party and Megha was dressed in a sexy black lehnga-choli. Well, to my eyes, she looked sexy in whatever she wore, but she was a walking Venus that day and the Mars in my pants was rock hard throughout the evening.

We were sitting next to each other at dinner time when Megha reached over, grabbed my hand and placed it on her thigh. Surprised, when I looked at her, she smiled innocently and turned away, talking to her friends at the table.

Under the table, she moved my hand higher up her thigh. I squeezed and Megha moved it even higher. Squeezing the inside of her thighs over her lehnga, I inched closer and closer to where I had found my hand that day in the bus.

Once I reached her groin, I found the edge of her panties and traced it with my fingers, rubbing her. My balls were aching and I wanted to caress her pussy, but was scared she would be offended.

She let me do what I was doing for a couple minutes before she moved my hand over her pussy.

My dream had just come true. I fingered her over her dress right through dinner.

After we were done eating, she led me to the bathroom.

As soon as she closed the door behind her, I was all over Megha, kissing her hungrily and pawing at her body.

She let me kiss her for a minute before pushing me back.

“You remember the accident?” she asked.

“Every moment of it,” I replied.

“I haven’t been able to get it out of my mind either,” she said, blushing. “Do you want me?”

“Oh God YES! Megha,” I said trying to lean in to kiss her, but she pushed me back.

“I am a virgin,” she said, “you can’t put it inside me, ok?” She said.

As I nodded my understanding, she moved in and kissed me with an open mouth.

Her tongue found mine and I sucked her tongue hungrily.

Reaching behind her, I untied her blouse and bra.

Stripping her blouse off, I let it drop to the floor and lifted her unhooked bra above her breasts.

Her breasts were now naked and exposed, nipples hard. God she was gorgeous.

Taking one of her nipples in my mouth, I sucked hard.

Megha moaned. Grabbing my hair she pulled me into her breast.

Encouraged, I licked her all over one boob, sucking her nipple before repeating the treatment on her other boob, while squeezing the first.

Reaching down, she undid the button of my jeans and pulled down the zipper. She also lifted her lehnga and guided my hand to her pussy.

I caressed her warm opening over her panties for a couple minutes before starting to rub her clit area (being an avid porn watcher had trained me I guess).

Dampness was already starting to form on her panties, a result of her arousal.

Megha moaned and groaned, “put it in,” she rasped, already breathless.

I did not need a second invitation.

Moving her panties aside, I started rubbing her clit making Megha moan even heavier.

Opening her, I entered her with two fingers. She was soaking wet by now.

I broke the kiss again, pulled my fingers out of her, and licked them, looking into Megha’s eyes all the time.

She blushed a deep red and dropped her eyes, shyly.

“God Megha, I want to see all of you,” I said and stripped off her bra.

As I untied her ghagra and let it fall to the floor, she pulled my jeans and underwear down. My erection sprang free and Megha gasped.

Taking my shaft in her hands, she started stroking me and we resumed kissing.

“Fuck,” she said breaking the kiss but continuing to stroke me, “it’s so big.”

She got on her knees and caressed both my cock and balls.

My cock was already starting to leak precum and she licked the tip of my cock tasting me.

She caressed my balls some more while continuing to lick the tip of my cock before taking the head in her mouth.

She started sucking on my hardness while continuing to stroke me. I thrust forward, shoving myself into her mouth and made her gag.

Recovering quickly, she resumed stroking and sucking me, taking as much of my shaft in her mouth as she could.

I couldn’t believe the girl I had fantasized about for so long was giving me my first ever blowjob.

The way she sucked and stroked me, either she was as much of a porn watcher as I was, or this wasn’t the first blowjob of her life. I didn’t care which it was because she was driving me insane and I felt like I was in heaven.

I came without warning, erupting in Megha’s mouth. She gagged and swallowed before pulling me out of her mouth.

Spurt after spurt of my cum spilled all over her face. She kept her mouth open and took as much of my cum in her mouth as she could.

When I was done, she used her fingers to take as much cum off her face as she could and licked them.

“Like it?” I asked, my cock rapidly going limp.

“I have wondered how you would taste,” she said blushing, “every day since the accident.”

“And?”

“I could get used to it,” she said smiling and licking her lips, “hope you enjoyed it.”

“You have no idea how many times I have dreamed about this.” I said, “my turn now.”

With that, I pulled her panties down and licked her up and down her opening.

Sliding my tongue inside her, I started alternating between tongue fucking her and sucking on her clit.

She was gushing and I lapped up her juices.

“Oh God yesss…..” she groaned thrusting her pussy into my mouth as I started devouring her.

In about ten minutes I felt her body start to tremble as she thrust her pussy into my mouth.

I was waiting for her to cum in my mouth but she pushed me away just moments before she would have cum.

“Not so fast,” she gasped, panting heavily as I watched her from the floor of the bathroom, “I want this to last.”

Making me stand up, she kissed me again. I tasted my own cum mixed with her saliva as our tongues met. I kissed her from head to toe, spending a generous amount of time on her boobs, navel and the inside of her thighs.

She kissed and licked me all over my torso. Taking my limp cock in her hand, she started stroking me again. Even though I had just cum, my cock started stirring and going hard again in less than 15 minutes.

Finally, as my hand returned to her pussy and I started fingering her, I said, “I want you to cum in my mouth.”

“I was hoping you would say that,” she smiled.

She lay me on the floor and got on top, sitting on my face.

Reaching behind her, she grabbed my half-erect shaft as my tongue entered her.

As I ate her hungrily, she started stroking me.

Within minutes, she was moaning and thrusting her pussy into my mouth.

She kept moaning, “Oh God, oh yes, harder, fuck…” as I drove her closer and closer to an orgasm.

“Oh FUCK!” she groaned after a while, “I am going to cummmm.”

Reaching up her, I grabbed her boobs and pinched her nipples.

Megha let go of my cock and tried to sit up straight on my face as her orgasm hit.

She screamed and came, shaking violently, her cum gushing out of her pussy and in my mouth.

Once her orgasm passed, I continued eating her.

“Stop,” she groaned, but her hands grabbed my hand and pulled me into her as she continued to grind and feed me her pussy, “they will miss us and wonder where we went.”

I was fully erect by now and had no intention of stopping.

“The door is locked,” I mumbled in her pussy, “we can go on till someone knocks.”

She turned around and bent over, taking my shaft in her mouth.

For the next twenty minutes, we ate each other till both of us came together for a second time in each others’ mouths.

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We had been enjoying each other orally for close to a month at every opportunity. One day the inevitable happened.

We were in our familiar 69 position, Megha on top sucking me while I ate her.

We were both on the brink of orgasm when she suddenly stopped and sat up on her knees, her pussy taken away from my hungry mouth.

“Fuck this,” she said, looking at me with pure lust in her eyes, “I want more. Don’t you?”

“More?” I asked, confused.

In reply, she got back on top of me, but instead of sitting on my face, she sat on my hips, guiding my shaft to her opening.

“Fuck me?” she half asked and half ordered me, while rubbing my hardness against her pussy.

I had no intention of letting her change her mind.

Grabbing her hips, I pulled her down on my hardness while thrusting my pole up her tight opening at the same time.

As her hymen broke, Megha screamed in pain and I gasped, buried to the hilt inside her.

“You ok?” I asked her once her breathing returned to normal. Lips pursed tight, she nodded ‘yes’ and slowly started grinding her hips.

I started moving inside her. Megha moaned and stated moving in rhythm with my upward thrusts.

“This should have happened a long time ago,” she said bending forward and kissed me.

Soon, she was riding me like a horse, going faster and faster with each thrust, both of us building up towards our climax.

Grabbing her butt cheeks, I started pounding her hard, drilling her pussy furiously.

“yes, yes yes…” Megha groaned, “Oh god I am going to cum…..”

As her orgasm hit, her pussy muscles contracted and gripped my cock driving me over the edge.

Pulling her to me, I exploded, filling Megha with my cum.

She had not only lost her virginity to me, I had also creampied her 18 year old pussy.

Losing one’s virginity almost always transforms a person. Every individual reacts differently to the first experience.

The worst cases get turned off by the idea of sex and withdraw into a shell. Most end up falling in love with the person they lose their virginity to. A few get curious about the idea of sex and look for a better experience elsewhere.

Megha fell into neither of those groups.

It wasn’t until her second time that the beast inside Megha woke up.

Her first time was with me — a teenager almost her own age.

But for her second time, she went the other end of the age spectrum. And it happened the very next day.

The day after losing her virginity to me couldn’t have gone worse for Megha. She had been distracted in every class and had been pulled up by almost every teacher.

As the last of the classes ended, she sat at her desk, sobbing.

This wasn’t a familiar experience for a girl who had been among the class toppers throughout her life.

She had been ordered by one of the teachers to see the principal at the end of classes and Megha was both humiliated and petrified. She waited for everyone to leave weeping quietly.

When a couple of her friends tried talking to her, she asked them to leave her alone and shooed them away.

Once the class was completely empty, she got off the desk, gathered her books into her bag and headed to the principal’s office.

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When Megha had reached the principal’s office, she was terrified.

He had tried everything he could to make her open up and explain why she had been pulled up by every teacher that day. As new as the experience was for Megha, her teachers too had been worried for one of their brightest students, and each one of them had told the Principal that something seemed to be off with the girl.

As the principal questioned her, she stayed silent, kept shaking her head and sobbing at the humiliation she had felt all day. Eventually, just the two of them were left as everyone — students, teachers and staff had all left for home. The last of the staff — a janitor — had knocked on the principal’s door to inform him that he was leaving.

“It’s ok,” he had said, “I have a key and will lock up. We should be done shortly anyway. Right Megha?” she merely looked down unresponsive.

Dusk was settling in when her resolve finally broke…

“I have been thinking about sex ok!!!!” she screamed, taking her principal by surprise.

“What?” he said stunned by her outburst, “want to tell me about it?”

Once the flood gates had opened, there was no stopping her. She had always been a confident girl who didn’t mince her words — and she didn’t mince her words now either.

Between sobs, she told him everything except my name — starting with the incident in the school bus right up to losing her virginity to me last night.

“And you are upset because you are ashamed of yourself?” he asked, eyeing this 18 year old student who had just given him a blow-by-blow account of how she’d been fucked.

In spite of being married and having a son who was older than Megha, he couldn’t help being turned on by the very graphic details Megha narrated about her sexual experience — or lack there of.

As turned on as he was, he had probed every detail out of her and she had given it to him. By the time she was done, he had a boner from hell.

Unaware of his arousal, sitting across his desk, Megha shook her head in response to his question.

“I know I have sinned but here’s the kicker — I don’t regret it one bit. I can’t stop thinking about how his cock felt in my pussy or how his warm cum filled me. Forget about regret, I want more.”

“Oh dear,” he said gulping hard, imagining his own boner inside her and his own cum filling her.

“Maybe I deserve to be punished,” she said sobbing, “I don’t know.”

“Come here child,” he said asking her to come over to his side of the desk.

When she complied, he said, “yes, you have sinned, and the first time can be disorienting for a girl. If you want to be punished, I can punish you. If you think it will help. Do you want me to?”

Megha nodded.

“How about writing ‘I am sorry’ 50 times as punishment?” he asked. Megha burst out crying. “What’s the matter now?”

“I don’t know Sir,” she said sobbing, “I think I need a good beating because all I can think about is doing it again. I don’t feel sorry and writing it won’t be punishment enough.”

“You want me to spank you?” he asked and Megha nodded. “Ok…bend over on the desk.”

He lifted her skirt and caressed her bum over her panties before smacking her butt.

Megha shrieked. He smacked her again, and again and again.

“Enough?” he asked finally.

Megha shook her head ‘no’. “I am even more aroused now than I have been through the day,” she whimpered, “I am soaking wet.”

“Really?” he said still caressing her bum, “let me see.”

He pulled her panties down and spread her butt cheeks. Her glistening wet teenage pussy looked so inviting. He entered her pussy with a finger.

“Aaah… sir,” Megha groaned, unconsciously starting to grind against his finger. He let her grind against his finger and coat it with her wetness for a while.

“You certainly are wet,” he said pulling his finger out and licking it. He face was turned away and she didn’t see him taste her wetness.

He ached to taste her wetness right out of her pussy, “maybe you need to be spanked some more.”

With that, he spanked her naked butt, squeezing her butt cheeks and rubbing her pussy with his fingers between each spank. In response Megha moaned with pleasure. He spanked her again and she moaned again.

“Enough?” he asked caressing her naked butt that had gone red from the spankings.

“I don’t know sir,” she moaned, “all I can think about is how good your finger felt inside me.”

“You liked that? he asked and she nodded, “want more of it?” and she nodded again.

Entering her pussy with his finger again, he started moving in and out of her.

“Aaah, yes, sir,” she groaned, “faster sir, that feels good.”

“You are not supposed to enjoy it,” he said spanking her butt while continuing to drill her pussy, “this is punishment, not pleasure.”

He was silently wishing it was his cock in her pussy instead of his finger.

“I am sorry, sir,” she groaned, her body beginning to shake, “but please don’t stop, I am about to cum.”

He pulled out of her, not wanting to waste her orgasm like this.

“Why did you stop sir,” she said brought down from the brink of an orgasm, “please sir, don’t stop.”

“This isn’t working,” he said sternly, “something is wrong.”

“What’s wrong sir?” she was pleading, “please don’t stop.”

“What you told me about you and the boy,” something isn’t right, “after all this spanking, you should have been begging me to stop, not asking me not to stop.”

“I told you everything we did.”

“Maybe you need to show me.”

“Let’s start from the beginning,” show me how it all started.

“We started by kissing and touching each others’ bodies…” she said.

“Don’t tell me,” he stopped her, “show me.”

She pulled up her panties, stepped over to him and kissed his lips.

“Is that how you kissed?”

“No, we kissed with our mouths open with our tongues,” she said, “but I can’t do that alone.”

“Ok, let’s try again.” he said. This time, when she kissed him, he pulled her to him and kissed her mouth hungrily, sucking on her tongue and feeding her his tongue.

He cupped her boobs, caressed her butt, rubbed her pussy over her panties.

“Like this?” he asked when they finally broke the kiss and Megha gasped for breath.

“He doesn’t kiss so well,” she said gasping, “but yes.”

“What then?”

Then he removed most of my clothes except my panties and sucked my boobs while rubbing my pussy.

As she was saying this, he started undressing her. Once her dress was off, he removed her bra.

He started sucking her tits, squeezing her free boob and rubbing her pussy over her panties.

Megha groaned, “yess, yessss, yessssss,” she kept mumbling.

As she started stripping his clothes off, she said, “I them removed his shirt. He licked his fingers and said I tasted good.”

The principal did the same and said, “he is right, you do taste delicious.”

“Thank you sir,” she said blushing, “then I got on my knees and pulled his tracks and underwear down.

He was wearing a dress pant so she had to first undo his belt, then the pant buttons, then the fly before pulling it down.

She gasped when she pulled his underwear down and his cock sprang out.

“This is soooo much bigger than his,” she said half scared and half in awe, “it won’t fit in my pussy.”

“It will, and it will feel good,” he said, “but we will worry about that later. What did you do next?”

Instead of saying anything, she started stroking him.

She licked him from the base of his shaft till the tip before taking the head of his cock in her mouth.

Before too long, she was giving him an intense blowjob while also stroking his shaft.

After a few minutes, he groaned, “Aaah Megha, stop, I am about to cum.”

“That’s what happened sir,” she said taking his shaft out of his mouth but continuing to stroke him, “he came in my mouth and I swallowed his cum.”

Unable to hold back any longer, he grabbed her hair and shot his load in her mouth with a grunt.

Once he was spent, she pushed him backwards till he was lying on the desk. Getting on top of him, she sat on his face, bent forward and took his limp cock in her hand.

“Then he wanted to eat my pussy, so I sucked and stroked him while he ate me,” she said.

Even as she was saying this, he started devouring her teen pussy. She was dripping wet and he lapped up her juices right out of her pussy.

Ten minutes later, Megha was moaning and groaning loudly.

“Oh God, yes, sir,” she moaned, “just like that, I came in his mouth and he came in mine.”

Her body started shaking when her orgasm hit and she came in his mouth. He lapped up her flowing juices.

“I just came Megha,” he said taking a break from her pussy and licking his lips after her orgasm passed, “It will be a while before I cum again. Maybe show me what happened after that?”

“Every time we met, we did just this till yesterday.”

“He didn’t finger-fuck you or make you squirt?”

“Should he have?”

“Maybe,” he said shrugging, “you never know what’s causing you to not focus, right?”

“Can you do that?”

“I can try,” he said, “but a woman doesn’t squirt every time. You may need to have a few orgasms before you squirt, especially since you just lost your virginity.”

“It’s ok, I am ready,” she said, “do whatever you need to do, sir.”

Turning her over on her back, he spread her legs and buried his face into her pussy.

He ate her pussy till she arched her back and had a second screaming orgasm.

Even when her orgasm passed, he continued eating her.

When he didn’t show any signs of stopping or doing anything else, Megha groaned and mumbled between gasps, “Sir, you said he should have finger-fucked me.”

“Ah yes,” he said, “I almost forgot.”

While continuing to eat her, he entered her first with one finger and then two. Soon he was drilling her pussy hard while also sucking on her clit.

She came again within minutes.

“Did I squirt?” she asked gasping for breath.

“No child,” he said, “you will know when you do, we just have to keep trying.”

He ate her and devoured her juices through two more orgasms, before her pussy erupted, squirting in his mouth.

“Thank you sir,” she said finally, “that was incredible. But I want more.”

That was music to his ears and he was only too happy to eat Megha’s teenage pussy more. He ate her through two more squirting orgasms before she almost passed out.

“Do you think I will be able to focus now sir?” she asked, her voice a raspy whisper.

“I don’t know child,” he said. Having eaten her through so many orgasms, he was rock hard by now and ready for action once again. “Like I said, we don’t know exactly what is causing it. So show me how he took your virginity.”

“He didn’t take it,” she said, “I made him take it. I got on top of him and put it inside my pussy.”

“Oh,” he said, “you were on top?”

“Why? Is that a problem?”

“Not normally,” he said, “but the first time, it is usually the guy who is on top — either missionary or doggy. Maybe we should try both of those.”

“But you are so much bigger. It won’t fit.”

“It will, and you will enjoy it. Trust me, ok?”

“Ok sir, she said spreading her legs.

“Oh FUCKKKK!” she moaned, throwing her head back when he entered her.

Once he was all the way inside her, he held himself buried in her, “see I told you it will fit.”

“Sir, I can feel you so deep inside me,”

“You are supposed to,” he said slowly moving out and back into her, “you are so tight Megha.”

“Is that bad?”

“No child, it’s wonderful.” he said picking up the tempo of moving in and out of her.

“We also kissed when he was fucking my pussy,” she said.

“Awe, that’s sweet,” he said, bending forward and kissing her mouth.

Pretty soon, he was drilling her pussy hard and deep.

She spread her legs as wide as she could as he pounded and kissed her.

She erupted with another orgasm after about ten minutes of hard fucking.

“I think we should try doggy now,” he said making her get off the desk. As exhausted and spent as she was, she could barely stand on her feet.

He had to hold her in place when he entered her from behind.

By the time her orgasm started building up ten minutes later, he had fucked long enough to be close to his own release. When her orgasm hit, she trembled like a leaf in a storm, her entire body drenched in sweat.

As her pussy muscles contracted around his shaft, he couldn’t hold on any longer. With a loud grunt, he shot his load in her.

They both were spent and exhausted and collapsed on the desk.

They just lay there for close to an hour, catching their breath and kissing intermittently.

“Thank you so much sir,” she said finally, “I hope I am able to focus from now on.”

“Wait a minute,” he said as if a thought had just struck him, “Did he ever fuck your ass?”

“What?” she said, surprised at the new direction this was going, “no.”

“Maybe that’s the problem,” he said, “if he had, maybe you wouldn’t be so obsessed with sex.”

“I don’t know sir,” he groaned, “but I don’t think I can fuck anymore today.”

“Good,” he said, “that’s what I wanted to hear. You have been saying I want more all evening. Now that you don’t want more, maybe you will be able to focus now.”

“What if I am not,” he asked worried, “what if my ass actually needs to be fucked?”

“Then come back tomorrow after class and we will take care of that problem too.”

She was back the next day and he deposited loads in her mouth, pussy and ass, making her cum multiple times along the way and letting her go only when she couldn’t take it anymore….and she kept coming back, day after day, after class. Her problem of wanting more just not going away.

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Over the weeks and months that followed, Megha and I fucked a lot. She also made no secret of the fact that I wasn’t the only guy fucking her.

“I want more,” was all she could say when I asked her why she was sleeping around. She had tried on a few of the students and often spent nights at the Principal’s house.

As her imagination drifted towards erotica, her attention in class faltered.

Her grades kept slipping and she managed to get through her final exams by letting three of her male lecturers fuck her together.

Mr and Mrs Gupta are our lecturers.

They are a relatively young couple who moved to town a couple years ago and joined our college as lecturers.

Earlier today, she called me with a strange, yet erotic question — wanting to know if I would like to go with her to spend the night with Mr and Mrs Gupta.

“I think they want more than each other,” she said giggling.

I wonder what erotic pleasures the night will bring. I hope I get to bang our hot MILF teacher and Megha tonight.

Like her, I too want more I guess. I will let you know how things go. But for now, I must leave. I don’t want to be late today. Wish me luck!

THE END

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