Hi readers, the sexual episode of Anamika contunues and hope you all are enjoying. She had tried to put all incidents in the relative manner to help you know her condition well, so please enjoy reading….The next several weeks were busy ones for Anamika as she spent her days in the classroom and her evenings and weekends getting ready to move. Anyone observing her during that period would think she was organized, well ordered and efficient, but she wasn’t ‘well ordered’ at all. Her life was anything but. In the last few months she had unleashed something that she had never known she had inside her. One hour in an eighteenth floor hotel room with the drapes open had let loose a sexual being she had never been aware of. From loving wife and prim and proper school teacher to slut in one hour and she didn’t understand where it came from. She didn’t understand it, but someone did. He had looked at her from a distance of thirty feet and had immediately known she was a slut and four hours later he had pinned her to a wall, shoved his fingers into her pussy and had told her that when the time came he was going to fuck her until she bled.At the time she didn’t know of The Thing that was inside her, but she knew it now. She was still a loving wife, but the prim and proper schoolteacher was long gone. She now knew that that a loving wife could also be a cheating wife. She had taken other cocks into her body, but it hadn’t decreased her love for her husband. All her cheating had done was increase the sexual aspect of her love for Kamal. She was constantly horny and pulling him into the bedroom. He had wondered where the “new sexual Anamika” had come from and she had told him she had switched the brand of her birth control pills and it had changed her hormonal balance.
The prim and proper schoolteacher had disappeared in a dark tunnel one day. She had gone into that tunnel a confused woman who didn’t understand what she was doing and she had come out of that tunnel into the light of day a slut. What else could you call a thirty- three year old woman who daily sucked off faceless strangers on a train and who had two teenaged boys as lovers? No, her life was anything but well ordered. Her days were spent sucking off strangers on a train and teasing the male students in her classes. On Tuesday nights as Kamal rolled his bowling ball down the lane at the bowling alley she was rolling the balls of her two teenaged lovers in her hand as she sucked them off and they used their youthful exuberance to fuck her senseless. On Saturday morning while Kamal was lining up his putt to push the ball into the hole her two teenage studs were pushing their cocks into her holes. She and Kamal had timed their move to coincide with the start of her spring break. She had mixed emotions as she looked toward the move. She was eager to be in the new house, but moving would take her away from Akshay and Mukesh. The new house would also put and end to her train rides and the slut in her would really miss those trips through the tunnel. There was something terribly erotic and exciting about taking the cock of an unknown and faceless stranger in her mouth. Why she had done it the first time and why she had let it continue she didn’t understand any more than she understood why the men did it since two-thirds of them were never able to get off before the trip through the tunnel was over.She looked at her watch and saw that it was almost eight. The kids were over at Kamal’s moms for the weekend so she didn’t have to worry about them getting in the way. Kamal had borrowed his cousin’s twenty-four foot enclosed Haulmark trailer and pick up truck and they were parked in the driveway already hooked up and ready to go. They had been loading boxes into the trailer all week and Akshay and Mukesh were supposed to be there at eight to help her load a few more boxes and then they were
Going to go over to the new house with her and unload the trailer. By the time they got back Kamal would be home from playing golf and he and the two boys would begin loading the furniture.She sat at the kitchen table sipping coffee while waiting for the boys and as she waited she thought about her last week on the train. Monday and Tuesday were typical, but Wednesday morning she had changed the game. She still kept her eyes on the floor and closed them when she sat down, but Wednesday when she heard the zipper go down she reached for the zippers of the two men sitting next to her and got their cocks out. She stroked them while the man in her mouth fucked her face. She did the same thing going home that night and again going to work and coming home on Thursday. Friday morning she changed the game again. As soon as the man on the right had his cock out she stood up, pulled her skirt to her waist and sat down on the man’s cock. It was so wicked, erotic and exciting that she came as the cock lanced upwards inside her. She bounced up and down on it as she sucked on the man standing in front of her. When the man she was sucking started to pull back from her she got off of the man whose cock she was riding and sat back down on her seat.She had been so hot thinking about her morning train ride that it had been hard to concentrate on her classes. But if she had surprised them that morning, that night she had blown them away. They didn’t know that she was riding the train for the last time and their jaws dropped as she strutted down the aisle to take her seat. She looked like a two-dollar whore in a short skirt, low cut blouse and five-inch “fuck me” heels. She had no bra or panties and when she sat down her skirt had ridden up and she had spread her legs wide so that anyone who wanted could take a look at her pussy.She did not keep her eyes on the floor nor did she close them.
She looked around at the men and let her glance linger on each one for a second or two as she wondered if he had been one of the ones to enjoy the use of her mouth. The tunnel was coming up and the men on either side of her moved closer. She had liked the looks of the man sitting on her left so she reached for his zipper and was groping for his cock before they even got to the tunnel. Just before they entered the tunnel, while it was still light enough for everyone to see she stood up, turned and bent at the waist and spread her legs wide. With her hands on his thighs for support she lowered her head, swallowed his cock, and her head started bobbing up and down as she waited to see if anyone would accept her open invitation. She smiled as she heard the zipper and just as the train entered the tunnel she felt the hard cock enter her pussy. Before the train came out of the tunnel she came, the man in her mouth came, but the man fucking her hadn’t.”Finish it” she moaned and she held her position as the train shot out of the darkness into the light. “Finish it, cum in me, give me a baby” she hissed. She looked around the car and saw all eyes on her as the man behind her stabbed himself into her in a frantic effort to get himself off. Jesus, it had been just so hot and slutty as she had looked from man to man as her fucker groaned and she felt the hot wetness fill her. The man pulled out and she stood up and turned to face him and kissed him and forced her tongue into his mouth.”Hopefully you just knocked me up” she told him even though she knew that it was impossible for him to have done so. Her stop was called and she pushed her skirt down and strutted over to the door leaving them all wondering if they would be the lucky one to fuck her next. They would think of her all weekend, but they would never see her again.She was hot enough to melt when she got home. Poor Kamal never knew what hit
Him when he walked in the door. Luckily his parents had picked up the kids from school to keep them for the weekend so she didn’t have to hold back. She was surprised he had enough strength left to get out of bed that morning. She heard the doorbell and got up to let the boys in.She was driving the pick up and Mukesh and Akshay were on the seat next to her with Akshay in the middle. She was wondering if they could get the trailer unloaded in time to get back to the old house in time to have some fun when Akshay reached over and tugged on the zipper of her jeans. She pushed his hand away and said:”Behave yourself young man, we can’t be doing anything in public.”She smiled when she said it because she knew full well that if he was driving she would have had his cock in her mouth by then. That was another change in her since the night in the hotel room. Before that night she had always been lukewarm about oral sex and when she had sucked Kamal she had never let him cum in her mouth. Now it seemed like cocks were a magnet for her mouth and she must have swallowed a gallon of sperm in the last two months. She was just sorry that none of it had been Kamal’s. She would eventually swallow his, but first she had to get him used to her new oral talent. She hadn’t dared go from one partial blow job every two or three months to sucking on him every time they made love, from never letting him cum in her mouth to swallowing every drop. Kamal was not a stupid man and he would wonder about the sudden change and she didn’t need that. She was bringing him along slowly. He was getting more head now than he had ever gotten before, but she still hadn’t swallowed any of his cum. She had set the stage the last two times they had made love. She had let him cum in her mouth and she had swished it around a bit before spitting it out. She would swallow him the first time they made love in the new house and then tell him she did it to make their first time in the new house special. And of course once started there would be no reason to stop.She heard a zipper and she looked over to see Akshay pull out his cock.
He stroked it a couple of times and then took hold of her right wrist and pulled her hand down to his cock. She wrapped her hand around it and jacked it a couple of times before taking her hand away.”Put it away Akshay. Not in public and not in broad daylight. I’ll take care of your problem later, I promise.” It had taken them an hour and a half to unload the trailer and when they were done she went into the kitchen ands was washing her hands at the kitchen sink when Akshay came up behind her and reached around and cupped her tits in his hands. She felt his erection pushing against her butt and she decided not to wait until they returned to the old house. There was no bed but she thought back to the day before when she had been taken from behind while standing up.”Pull my jeans down Akshay” she said, “Hurry baby, I need it.”The youngster wasted no time in getting her jeans and the thong she was wearing off her. She bent over the sink, spread her legs and waited for Akshay to shove his hard cock into her. She moaned as his dick slid into her hot, wet hole and she hissed:”Oh yeah lover, fuck mommy, fuck me hard.”Mukesh walked in and saw what was going on and he said, “Cool” and stripped off his jeans and boxers. He jumped up on the counter and said to Akshay:”Move her on down here so she can suck my cock while you fuck her.”Without removing his cock Akshay shuffled the two of them sideways until she was in front of Mukesh. His cock was jutting up out of his lap and she lowered her head and started licking it. Akshay fucked her hard while she braced herself with her hands against the counter top and her head bobbed up and down on Mukesh. Mukesh came first and she swallowed his offering
And kept on sucking on him. He was just starting to grow again when Akshay grunted and she felt him cum. Mukesh took his fresh hard on and moved behind her while Akshay got up on the counter and pulled her head down to his slimy dick. Mukesh drove into her and she started licking, kissing and sucking Akshay’s limp meat.Through the window she could see into the neighbor’s backyard and she saw the two young brothers doing yard work. The tallest one glanced her way and then said something to his brother and his brother also looked in her general direction. Did they know? Could they see what she was doing? Oh , that would be so hot! Not even knowing them, but them already knowing that their new neighbor was a slut. She was tempted to wave at them just to see if they would wave back. The thought that they might be seeing their new neighbor being fucked by boys no older than themselves inflamed her.”fuck me honey, fuck me” she moaned as Mukesh banged away at her. “Push your cock deep baby, make me cum.”It took him almost five minutes to bust his nut and then he swapped places with Akshay again. Akshay moved behind her and pushed his hard cock at her asshole. She usually didn’t care for anal sex, but she was hot, so very, very hot and she doubted that she would ever fuck Akshay again. She grabbed the bottle of Dawn dishwashing liquid and handed it to Akshay.”If you are going to do me there honey use this and your fingers to loosen me up real good” and then she went back to working on Mukesh’s cock while Akshay worked on her butt hole.Through the window she saw that the two boys in the backyard next door kept looking over at her house and the more she thought about it the more she thought they just might be able to see what was going on in her kitchen. Akshay had three fingers in her butt by then and she was moaning around Mukesh’s cock.
She took her mouth off Mukesh long enough to tell Akshay to soap up his cock real good and then went back to kissing, licking and sucking on Mukesh’s root.She gasped as Akshay pushed his cock into her butt and her eyes teared a bit from the initial pain, but she knew from experience that the pain would soon turn to pleasure and all she had to do was endure it and the discomfort for a minute or two.”Slow down and go easy lover; don’t go too fast and hurt momma” she told her young lover and then went back to work on Mukesh. In minutes the pain faded and she started pushing back at Akshay and when she did he started fucking her tight little tush just a little faster. Mukesh pushed himself off the counter and started sucking on her left breast. She was hot, oh was she hot. Mukesh sucking on her breast, Akshay pounding into her ass and the neighbor boys knowing – she just knew that they knew – that she was being fucked in her kitchen. She had to know! She couldn’t leave the house without knowing so she raised her right hand and gave a little wave. For seconds nothing happened and then both of them waved back! Oh my! They Did know! They knew that their new neighbor was a slut for teenage cock! That thought blew her mind and she had a shattering orgasm. She stood there leaning against the counter, body spasming, and she barely noticed when Mukesh pulled her down to the floor and on top of him. Akshay’s cock pulled out of her ass as she was on the way down and when Mukesh pulled her on top of him he pushed his cock up into her pussy. Akshay put a hand in the middle of her back and pushed her down so she was lying on Mukesh’s chest and then he pushed his dick back into her ass. She screamed and cried out:”Oh fuck yeah! Oh my yes, yes fuck me you animals, fuck me. I’m your whore! Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.”
The two boys soon worked out a rhythm and she cried, yelled and screamed as they fucked her. She was just on the edge of another orgasm when she looked up and saw the two boys from next door looking in the window at her. Oh my ! An twenty year old in her pussy, an twenty year old in her ass and an twenty and nineteen year old watching.. It pushed her over the edge and she screamed as her orgasm took her. The scream scared the two boys and they took off running for their yard as she moaned and cried her way through her climax.Akshay came first and then Mukesh and as she gathered her wits she looked at her watch and saw what time it was. “We need to get going guys. Kamal is probably there waiting for us.”As they walked out of the house she saw the two neighbor boys standing by the fence and she gave them a little wave. She saw them smile and hesitantly wave back.It had taken four trips, but by ten PM everything was moved. She went up to take a shower while Kamal ran the two boys home. Just before they left, while Kamal was down in the basement, she had given each of her young lovers a passionate kiss and then had told them that she would find a way to see them again even though she knew she wouldn’t.That night she had reduced Kamal to ruin. She had sucked his cock to completion and then had surprised the hell out of him when she swallowed his load and kept on sucking him until he was hard again. Once up she had mounted him for the first of several times and had fucked him and sucked on him until he just could not get it up anymore.
When she finally gave up trying to get him back in action and fell to the bed beside him he had asked:”What got into you tonight?””I just wanted your first fuck in your new house to be memorable.””Well it was and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for that beautiful blow job. But how about you? Was the first time memorable for you too?””Oh yes lover, my first fuck in this house will stay with me forever” and she had smiled at that memory as she and Kamal cuddled up and fell asleep.It was a slow week for Anamika. She spent most of spring break moving into her new house, unpacking boxes and moving furniture to where she wanted it.. By Wednesday she was going through withdrawal. No students to tease, no tunnel to suck her way through and no Akshay or Mukesh to help her take the edge off. Kamal had reached the point where he was pushing her away and coming up with excuses as to why he couldn’t make love. It was the first time that she had ever heard of a man using, “Sorry honey, not tonight. I have a hell of a headache” to get out of having sex. She hadn’t even been able to check out the boys next door and maybe get a little teasing done. She hadn’t seen them since that Saturday that they had seen her going at it with Akshay and Mukesh in her kitchen. They must have gone somewhere for spring break.She thought of driving back to the old neighborhood to see if she could hook up with Akshay or Mukesh (or both) but in the end she talked herself out of that and for two very good reasons. One, she could think of no legitimate reason for being there if anyone asked and second, she needed to put that destructive behavior behind her. She needed to get her life back on track. Anyway, that is what she was thinking when her cell phone beeped. When she read “Private call” on the display she knew who it had to be.”Hello?””Good morning slut” said the voice that sent shivers running down her spine. “Have you been out on your front porch yet today?””No. Why do you want to
Know?””I just wanted to know if you’ve seen your housewarming present yet. Go out on the porch and look down at the bottom of the steps.”She walked out onto the porch as she was saying, “Okay, I’m out on the porch, now what?””Have you looked at the bottom of the steps yet?””No.””Do it slut, and tell me what you see.””What am I supposed to be looking for?””Your housewarming present slut. Do you not see the two rose bushes I planted – one on each side of the steps?”She looked down and did see the two bushes that hadn’t been there yesterday. Damn! He already knew her new address.”They are yellow roses slut. Do you like yellow roses?”She loved yellow roses! Who was he? How did he know these things about her?”Rest easy slut. I’ll be out of town for the next five days. It will be next week sometime when I come back. Think of me slut. Think of me and what I’m going to do to you every time you see those roses.”He disconnected and she turned and went back into the house. The Watcher’s voice had a strange effect on her. Every time she heard his voice her pussy started to tingle. She went upstairs and threw herself down on the bed and grabbed her hairbrush and as she used it on herself she promised herself she would buy herself a real dildo the first chance she got. Anamika woke up Thursday morning with nothing to do once she had Kamal off to work.
She was unpacked, moved in and she had everything where she wanted it. She had the curtains, drapes and blinds all hung and the kitchen cabinets organized. All she had left to do was hit the store for groceries. During the period the house was being built she and Kamal had spent hours driving around the area and getting familiar with what was available and where it was. As she took her morning shower she planned out her day. She had to do the shopping and then be home by one because someone from the cable company was supposed to be there between one and four and then she had to drive over to Kamal’s parents house and pick up the kids and then get home in time to fix dinner. Not a really busy day, but it would keep her occupied.As she ran the wash cloth over her breasts she thought of the night before. Kamal had tried to beg off by claiming that he’d had a hard day at work and that he was beat, but she had a new weapon in her arsenal now and she used it. Once her hot mouth wrapped around his cock he stopped complaining. Damn!! Why did she have to go and think about that; now she was horny again. She climbed out of the shower and a vigorous toweling did not help things any. As she rubbed the rough fabric of the towel across her breasts and pussy it just made her hotter. She glanced over at the counter top and next to the sink she saw her hairbrush and she considered grabbing it, but she knew that she didn’t have time if she was going to get the shopping done and get home by one to meet the person from the cable company. She debated dressing slutty and giving the males at the store a show, but decided against that also. She didn’t need to be any hornier or hotter than she already was.As she pushed her basket up and down the aisles she was surprised at the attention she was drawing. She was wearing jeans, a sweatshirt and a pair of sandals and she was still being scoped out. Of course the jeans were tight and they did show off her tight butt and she wasn’t wearing a bra so her breasts did do some interesting things to her sweatshirt when she moved. It just wasn’t fair. She had dressed down because she didn’t want to get any hornier, but men were still looking at her and sending out signals (like tented
Pants) that they wanted her and she was getting hotter and hotter with every aisle she went down. It got so bad that in the produce section she was eyeing the cucumbers with the thought of getting a nice seized one and using it on herself as soon as she got back to the car. She picked up one and was holding it and thinking that it was just about the same size as Kamal’s cock when suddenly, from out of nowhere, came the scene from “Animal House” where the dean’s wife was holding the cucumber and the student said, “Mine’s bigger.” She quickly dropped the cuke, blushed and looked around to see if anyone had noticed. There was one man looking at her and she saw his tented trousers and she wondered what he was thinking. He was fat, old and bald, but right then she wasn’t sure that if they had been alone in the store that she wouldn’t have gone to her knees in front of him.The cucumber was still on her mind as she turned the key in the ignition. Why hadn’t she bought it? It would have been ten times more fun than her hairbrush. She saw the time on the dashboard clock. She had two hours before she had to be home. She thought of the hairbrush and then the cucumber and she was on the verge of getting out of the car and going back into the store and getting that cucumber when she remembered something from when she and Kamal had driven the area scouting out where things were. She looked again at the time, saw she had enough, and she pulled out of the parking lot.It was a twenty minute drive once she got on the Interstate and five minutes to the Interstate, but she could still get there and then get home on time. Half an hour later she pulled up to the building next to the truck stop and parked. She walked into the Pink Pussycat adult book store and arcade and the eyes of a dozen men turned to look at her. Before the night at the hotel those looks would have made her blush and she would have turned and fled. But that was then and this was now and the woman who had sucked off strangers on a train wasn’t about to be put off by the lust in their eyes.
She walked over to the area where all the sex aids were displayed. Lifelike vulvas, blow up dolls (both male and female she noticed) and dildos of all sizes, shapes and colors. Some were plastic, some were molded rubber and some were battery operated and as she stood there trying to make up her mind she heard a low voice an aisle away say:”Think she might like to try the real thing?”Another voice said, “Wanna try and get her in the backroom and find out?”There were more whispers and her pussy got wet as she imagined them actually pulling her into the backroom. Would it be dark like the tunnel? “Oh my get a grip” she told herself, “Buy what you came here to get and get out and go home.”She picked out two: a battery operated vibrator and a molded rubber dildo just a little bigger than Kamal’s cock. She took them to the counter and as she was paying for them she saw the entrance to the arcade off to her right. She had never been in one and she looked at her watch and saw that she still had some time. She paid for her fake cocks, bought some tokens and went into the arcade.. There was a line of booths along each wall and she went into one of the booths, closed and locked the door behind her. She noticed that there were holes in the walls of the booth and she wondered if they were what she had heard called `glory holes’.She sat down and fed the tokens into the machine and immediately the screen in front of her came to life and she saw two men in a sixty- nine. Not her cup of tea at all so she reached out and pushed one of the buttons on the machine and the scene changed to a transsexual sucking a cock while a man sucked his tit and another man sucked on his cock. She hit another button and saw a
Big tit housewife sucking of a black man. She watched it for a bit and then hit another button and the scene on the screen was a Indian girl doing what she, Akshay and Mukesh had been doing Saturday morning. The scene on the screen and the memory made her so hot that she unzipped her jeans and started rubbing her pussy, but rubbing wasn’t enough so she stood up and wiggled out of her jeans and thong. She spread her legs wide and her fingers went to work. She moaned and it attracted attention and she saw movement at the `glory hole’ to her left. She looked and she saw eyes looking through the hole at her.”Oh ” she moaned and drove her fingers into her pussy harder. It was just like the night The Watcher had seen her; a faceless stranger seeing her most intimate parts. She looked at the eyes staring at her pussy as her fingers rubbed her clit and she almost cried out, “No! Don’t go” as the eyes left the hole. Almost immediately a cock came through the hole and as she looked at it part of her wanted to stop what she was doing and kneel down and take it in her mouth, but the other part was screaming at her to get herself off.She kicked off her sandals and turned her body so her back was against the wall for bracing. She twisted her body so she could take the cock between her bare feet. She pushed the feet along the cock until they were planted on the wall with the cock held tight between them and then she attacked her pussy with her fingers while the unknown and faceless stranger fucked her feet.She was moaning as she furiously fingered herself and she felt her climax coming. She was looking at the cock she was giving a foot job to when it suddenly spit out a rope of cum that just barely missed her ankles and fell to the floor.
The sight of the sperm shooting out of the cockhead was enough to send her over the edge and her body trembled at the strength of her orgasm.She sat there panting for a minute and then she bent down to pick up her jeans and thong and as she bent to retrieve them a cock came through the hole on her right. She looked at it. Another cock attached to a faceless stranger, just like the cocks on the train. She reached out and touched it and it throbbed. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it a couple of times and was leaning forward to take it in her mouth when she caught herself.”No damn, no!” she thought, she had promised herself that she would take her life back once she was in the new house. Teasing and exhibitionism only. No cock inside her but Kamal’s. She let go of the cock and stood up and put on her jeans. The cock stayed where it was, hoping perhaps that she was just repositioning herself before coming back. She looked at it sticking through the wall and she wanted it,but did she ever want it. She reached down and took it in her hand and stroked it. What would it hurt? It wasn’t like she’d never done it before. She saw a drop of pre-cum appear at the pee hole and her resolve weakened. No! She wouldn’t suck the faceless man off, but even though she was a tease she wasn’t mean. She had given the man encouragement by handling him so the least she could do for him was get him off. She began working his cock with her hand and in only minutes she was rewarded by spurts of sperm shooting out of the cock and splashing down onto the floor. The cock pulled back from the hole and seconds later she heard to door of the booth open. She sat back and waited a bit for the man to leave the arcade section. He would know who she was when he saw her go back into the store proper, but she wanted him to remain faceless.While she sat waiting for him to get clear she heard the door close and seconds later another cock came through the hole. The second cock was shorter than the first, but much
Fatter. She glanced at her watch and saw that she really needed to be going, but something drew her to the cock and she took it in her hand and began jacking it off. It took her a little longer to make it shoot and then it pulled back and she heard the man leave the booth.”That’s it” she said to herself, “No more. Get yourself out of here and get on home.”She stood up to leave and was reaching for the door latch when another cock came through the hole. She caught her breath as she looked at it. It was black. The only black cock she had ever seen before was the one on the screen when she first came into the booth. She knew that she had never had a black one on the train and as she stared at it she wondered if it would taste different. She could see the veins pulsing and she reached down and touched it and felt it throb. She grasped it and stroked it several times and it didn’t feel any different than any of the other cocks she’d had her hands on. She noticed the pre-cum on the head and she ran her thumb over the head and then brought it to her mouth and sucked on it. It seemed to taste the same as other pre-cum she had tasted. She might never have a chance like this again and honestly now, it would only be one more in a long line and it would satisfy her curiosity. She was already on her way to her knees when she caught herself. She let go of the black cock and rushed out of the booth and practically ran from the store to her car.She had spent more time in the adult bookstore than she had meant to and it was after one when she got home and saw the truck parked out front. Wouldn’t you know it? They give you a three hour window of from one to four and if you stayed home waiting the would probably show up at a quarter to five with a ton of excuses, but leave the house and come back five minutes late and there they are waiting for you.She got out of the car and headed for the front door and as she went up the front walk toward the porch she saw the rose bushes and her pussy tingled.
She unlocked the front door just as the cable guy came up on the porch behind her.”i’ve hooked up everything outside” he said, “I just need to do the inside stuff. Since you had the house wired for cable when it was built it shouldn’t take me long.”She let him in the house, showed him where all the outlets were and then went back out to the car and started carrying the shopping into the house. She was carrying the last of the bags into the house when she tripped on the rug in the entry way. She managed to catch herself and kept from falling, but she dropped the bags she was carrying and when they hit the floor one of the broke open. It was the bag from the adult bookstore and the fake cock slid across the floor and stopped when it hit the shoe of the cable guy. He bent, picked it up and looked at it.Pretty real looking, isn’t it?” he said as he stepped toward her and handed it to her. She just knew that her face had to be beet red as she took it from him. He bent and picked up the vibrator. He looked at it and then at her. “Why does a gorgeous lady like you need two fakes? I can’t believe you can’t get enough of the real thing, not someone who looks as sexy as you do.”She just looked at him speechless, to embarrassed to speak. He handed her the vibrator and when she reached for it he took her wrist and pulled her to him. His mouth covered hers and his tongue pushed at her lips and parted them. She dropped the dildo and the vibrator and put both hands against his chest to push him away, but she just could not seem to summon the strength to do it.His mouth was alive on hers and all she had to do to break the kiss was pull her head back from him and her brain sent the signal to her body to do it, but she didn’t; she just stood there and let him kiss her. No, she was doing more than that – she was kissing him back. Her
Tongue pushed back at his. She was hot! She had been hot and horny all day. Her pussy had been wet before she left the house to go to the store and everything that happened after that had only made her hotter. The men at the store with their tented trousers, the thoughts she’d had while holding the cucumbers, the overheard comments at the bookstore, the eyes watching her as she got herself off with her fingers.And the cocks, o yes, the cocks! She remembered the feel of them, hot and throbbing in her hand and the way the cum shot out of them and splattered on the floor. She remembered the last one, large and black, and how bad she had wanted to taste it. All those memories flooded her mind and her body was screaming for a cock. She felt the cable guy run a hand over her breasts and she moaned. Their tongues wrestled as his hands roamed over her body and she heard his zipper go down. Seconds later his hand took hold of her right wrist and he moved her hand to his hard cock. Instinctively she grasped it and started to stroke it. She felt his hand go under her sweatshirt and a second later he was toying with her left nipple.”Let’s take this to the bedroom” he said and his voice cut through the fog of her lust and reached her brain where it tripped the switch that brought her back from the edge of the lust pit she had been about to fall into. If he had just put his hands on her shoulders she would have sunk to her knees and taken him into her mouth. If he had just picked her up and carried her to the couch or the bedroom he would have had all the pussy he wanted. But the sound of his voice had pulled her out of the trance she had been in and she broke away from him.”Please leave” she said as she backed away from him, “Please, just go.”He stared at her for a couple of seconds and then he snarled, “You fucking bitch!” and he turned and left the house slamming the door behind him.She walked over to the door and locked it and then she gathered up her new `toys’ and headed for her bedroom. She stripped off her jeans and thong and threw herself on to the bed.
It would have to be the dildo because she wasn’t going to waste the time it would take to find batteries for the vibrator. She moaned as it slid into her and then one hand was driving the cock and the other was rubbing her clit and she screamed as she came and came and came.She lay there looking up at the ceiling and smiled. Definitely better than a hairbrush – much, much better. She got off the bed and took her new toys into the closet and hid them in one of her shoe boxes. No sense letting Kamal see them and start thinking that he wasn’t able to take care of her properly. She looked at her watch and saw that she was going to have to hurry if she was going to pick up the kids and get back in time to have dinner ready when Kamal got home.The rest of the week flew by as she hadn’t seen the kids in almost a week and there were games to play and stories to be read. And there were the nights; nights when Kamal was reduced to a quivering wreck. But even though the rest of the week was fun and family time there was always a little of the ‘new’ Anamika awake and in her mind and it was kept awake by two rose bushes that she saw everyday. When had he planted them? What had she been doing while he was outside digging the holes? Was she inside the house at the time? Alone? Could he have come inside and taken her then? She shivered at the thought.And then there was the thought that had come to her as she had been lying on her bed pounding her pussy with her new dildo: Was her obsession with the cocks of nameless men a hidden desire on her part to have The Watcher? Was he not the ultimate faceless man? Would the day he finally made good on his promise (and she had no doubt that he would) be the end of
Her new found sexuality or simply a new beginning? Would putting a face to the form in the window put an end to her playing with the cocks of faceless men?True, she had said she was going to put that behind her once she was moved into the new house, but she was in the new house and the adult bookstore still had happened. Not only had it happened, but she had not even gotten clear of the stores parking lot before she had thought about going back some day.One of the things that the move made more difficult was Saturdays. The kids still had seven more weeks to go on their dance classes and nine more weeks before their swimming lessons ended. She still had to get them to dance and pick them up at the pool which meant that she needed to leave the house forty minutes earlier. That wasn’t really all that big of a deal, but where it got sticky for Anamika was that the extra forty minutes or so of travel time coming home, combined with the fact that the course where Kamal played golf was closer to the new house than the old, meant that Kamal would be home when she got there. That meant that even though she could leave the house dressed to tease at the store when she went shopping, she could not come home that way. She was going to have to find someplace to change after she left the store, but before she picked up the kids.And she was going to dress to tease. She had given up Akshay and Mukesh, and she wasn’t riding the train anymore, but she wasn’t, just was not going to give up the feeling she got when she strolled through the store letting men look up her skirt and look down her blouse.She really didn’t need to go shopping that weekend since she had gotten most of what she needed on Thursday. What she did need though, was the feeling she got when she saw the tented pants she left in her wake.
She dropped the kids off at dance and drove over to the Wal-Mart parking lot and parked toward the end of the lot. She enjoyed the walk into the store almost as the walk through the store. She smiled as she remembered the man who couldn’t take his eyes off of her and ran his cart into the side of a parked car. She also liked the dirty looks she got from the other women as their husbands and boyfriends stared at her. She did her usual, slowly walking the aisles and stopping in the aisles where men and boys were shopping and bending over to take things off the bottom shelf. Her short skirt would ride up and if the males were lucky they got to see her thong. Her low cut blouse would hang open and show her breasts, totally unfettered by a bra. Several men unobtrusively followed her through the store and she would stop now and then and do something that would cause them to strain their eyes and then she would smile to herself and move on to the next aisle.She was in “Women’s Shoes” when a man came up to her. “How much for a blow job?” he asked.”What?”You heard me. You have to be a hooker. No one else would dress and behave like you do. How much for a blow job?”At first she was offended, almost outraged, but then she thought, “Isn’t that just like i’ve been behaving?” and she decided to go along.”Depends honey. You want it here in the store or outside in your car or are you going to spring for a motel room?””What’s the difference?””This time of day outside in your car might be risky. Some bluenose might see us and call the cops. Likewise here in the store. The only place to do it would be the changing rooms and the clerks in the area might notice and call security who would probably call the cops. When it is risky the price goes up. Price would go down if we went to a motel room, but then you would have the cost of the room on top of whatever I might want so it could be a wash.”
“So how much for risky and how much for a room?””Oh come on honey, you know I’m not going to commit to anything until I know you aren’t a cop.””How do I prove that?””Follow me over to the changing rooms.”She walked away from the man and went over to the changing rooms and he followed. On the way she grabbed a pair of pants off a rack and when they got to the booths she handed the pants to the man and in front of the attendant she said:”Try these on honey; I think they will look good on you.”As they walked toward the end booth she whispered, “When you go inside leave the door open so I can see. Take out your cock and stroke it a couple of times for me. No cop would do that.”The man went into the booth, unzipped and took out his cock. It was limp, but as he stroked it it began to come to life and soon it was hard and erect. “Are you satisfied I ain’t no cop?””Yes, I’m satisfied.””So, how much for a blow job?””Here in the booth or in your car two hundred. In a motel room one fifty and you pay for the room.””What? Are you crazy? I can get it for fifty bucks over on g b road.”Then I guess that is where you need to go” and she turned and walked away leaving him standing there with his cock hanging out.She loaded her groceries into the Suburban, got in and headed for the pool to pick up the kids. She stopped at a gas station and after filling the Suburban she went into the restroom to change. She was hot! The trip through the store and then the encounter with the man had her almost dripping and she sat down on the toilet and began fingering herself. Fucking her hot pussy with her fingers, rubbing her clit while thinking of actually being on her knees sucking off that man in the changing booth got her off in only minutes. She washed her hands, changed out of her “slut suit” and headed off to pick up the kids. That night she pretty much destroyed Kamal..She hated the first day back to school after a little time off. It didn’t matter if it was spring break, summer vacation,
Christmas break or something as short as a one or two day teacher’s conference, it always took the students one or two days to get their heads back into having to be there. She smiled to herself as she thought that she wasn’t helping matters much – at least for the boys who sat in the front row in front of her desk.Her desk was one of the few desks in the school that didn’t have a modesty panel. Before her transformation in the hotel room the lack of a modesty panel on the front of her desk meant nothing since she usually wore pants suits to class. Since that night in the hotel room when her exhibitionistic tendencies were awakened she had taken to wearing skirts and dresses to work. That meant that whoever was sitting directly in front of her desk could look up under her skirt and see what ever it was that she chose to display. She could control what the boys saw by how much she let her skirt ride up when she sat down and how she positioned her legs.Luckily, she was assigned one of the “short” rooms. Most of the rooms had platforms in the front of the room which raised the teacher and the blackboards so that those in the back rows could better see what was going on. The rooms without the platforms were referred to as “short” rooms. If she were in one of the rooms with a platform – a “tall” room – she couldn’t do what she was doing because then the entire class would be able to see up her dress. In a short room only those in the front row and directly in front of her desk could get a look.The problem of how to make sure that she got boys instead of girls in the front seat was solved by a couple of girls. The two were constantly disrupting the class by whispering and passing notes to each other and so she announced she was going to have assigned seating from then on so she could separate the cliques and
Knots of friends. Somehow it seemed that boys ended up in the seats directly in front of her.. She was careful in her selection of who got to sit in front of her. She picked the boys who appeared to be shy and who the girls didn’t pay much attention to. She did not want one of the more experienced boys sitting in front of her and maybe getting ideas. For her it was all about exhibitionism, about teasing and nothing else. She had seen the photos of female teachers being led away in handcuffs because of sexual affairs with students and she did not want to become one of them Granted, most of them were caught playing around with younger boys and not the twenty year olds she had in her class, but a student was a student. Teasing, but no, absolutely no touching. As long as she kept it to teasing the worst that could happen is that she might be called into the office and told that she needed to be a little more modest in her manner of dress. Then she would gasp and say, “I had no idea. Oh , I am so mortified” and then go back to wearing her pant suits. No, she would be fine. Some boys were going to get a treat and she would get her thrill and then go home and fuck Kamal to death.It was her fourth hour and she had just given the class a pop quiz. While the students chewed on their #2 pencils and tried to think of the answers she sat at the desk and looked out over the class. She looked from boy to boy and wondered which of them had gotten hard ons looking at her and thinking about her.
She knew that several of them had because she had seen the tents in their trousers. Her eyes settled on Suresh Iyer. She had given him a woody several times and that was back before she decided to tease. She had held him after class to discuss an essay he had turned in.. She was sitting at her desk and he was standing next to her and she could see that he was doing his best to look down her blouse without being obvious about it. The top she was wearing that day allowed him to see the upper slopes of her breasts and out of the corner of her eye she had seen the lump grow in his trousers. She remembered wishing that she had gone bra less that day.Sameer in the back row was another one she knew she had made stiff a time or two. She had asked him to stay and help her move some desks one afternoon and before they were done she saw that his pants had bulged a good bit. She remembered thinking that Sam must have been pretty well endowed if the size of the lump in his jeans meant anything. She also remembered wondering if he would have bent her over her desk and taken her if she had been brave enough to make the offer.She was looking forward to the end of the hour. She had already asked Ajit Nair to help her move some books during the break between her fourth hour and her final class of the day. She had chosen Ajit because she had noticed him trying to look up her dress and she had seen the lump in his jeans. She smiled to herself as she thought of how hard she was going to try to make him burst through his pants. Ajit had helped her before but that had been back before she had been changed by her night in the hotel room.These shelves had accumulated books over the years and she had never understood why the books hadn’t all been moved to the library, but they hadn’t and they collected dust. It didn’t seem as though any of the custodial staff figured dusting the books was part of their job description so she had taken on the duty herself.She got a ladder from Cortes, the day custodian, and when Ajit got there she climbed the ladder, took the books off of the top shelf and handed them down to him. Once the top shelf was cleared she wiped the shelf down with a dust rag and
Then got off the ladder and wiped down the books. When the books were all wiped clean she went back up the ladder and had Ajit start handing the books up to her.Ajit was maybe two feet from the ladder when they started and she watched out of the corner of her eye as each time he handed her some books he moved closer to the bottom of the ladder until he was standing right at the bottom looking up. She knew he could see up her skirt and she pretended not to notice as she took the books he handed her. As she set the books back on the top shelf she felt that little tingle that told her that her pussy was getting wet. She was turned on knowing that the boy was seeing her panties and she wondered if they had a wet spot on the crotch band and if so, did Ajit know that he was the cause? She knew he was excited because she could see the bulge in his trousers. She was so turned on knowing that her could see her panty covered pussy, but couldn’t touch it that she just had to stop what they were doing so she could go to the bathroom and masturbate. She asked Ajit if he could help her the next day and he said he could and she thanked him and as soon as he was gone she rushed to the women’s bathroom and fingered herself to a powerful orgasm. She cleaned herself up and then hurried back to her room for her final class of the day.The next day she was still so wired about what she had done with Ajit that she spent most of the day thinking about what she was going to do again that afternoon. At the end of her fourth hour she went to the bathroom and removed her panties and put them in her purse.
That afternoon started out much the same as the previous day had with Ajit standing just a little away from the ladder, but as he had the day before he inched closer and closer to the ladder until he was at the very bottom and looking up. She saw him looking, but again pretended that she didn’t. She could see his hard on throbbing inside his trousers and she knew he could see her pussy so open and with the lips swollen with desire and she adjusted her stance on the ladder to spread her legs wider to give him a better look and she overbalanced and the ladder wobbled. Ajit stuck out his hand to keep her from falling and he touched her leg just as she moved down a step and his hand slid up her leg to come to rest on her bare pussy. She froze! “Oh my ,” she thought, “A student actually has his hand on my pussy.” That thought galvanized her into action and she scrambled back up the ladder just as Ajit jerked his had away. As soon as Ajit had his hand clear she hurried down the ladder. Ajit was trying to stammer out an apology and while she was turned on almost to the point of screaming she tried to settle Ajit down.”It wasn’t your fault Ajit; it was strictly an accident. And you did keep me from falling so I thank you for that. But you know that we have to keep what happened here to ourselves. We could both be in trouble if anyone ever found out that you touched me, even accidentally. Do you understand?””Yes ma’am.””Good. I think we had better stop for the day. I need to settle my nerves before my last class. And again Ajit, thank you for keeping me from falling.” As soon as he was gone she hurried from her classroom to the bathroom and masturbated over knowing that one of her students had not only seen her naked pussy, but had touched it. When her last class had ended she was still so turned on that she had to stop at the bathroom for one more finger session before heading home. I am just stopping it as i hope all you guys would surely loves to know more and more, So all slutty females out there just come out and confirm that its your life and you know how to enjoy and live it. I am really waiting invitations from all females and couples for a sexy adventure or intimate desire to be fulfilled , you can trust a 28yr
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