Hi, I am a Professor in a leading engineering college in Hyderabad it is know for its professionalism and liberal attitude. A liberal society also affords you a chance to challenge, express and experiment with attitudes and taboos in society.<\/p>\n
A man of forty is expected to be dedicated to his wife and in a work environment, provide leadership. But sometimes things take a different turn altogether and you realize that sex is a method of expressing liberation.<\/p>\n
Its only that the young women until now have been trained not to express it and the old men are warned against exercising it. But, change is permanent and I realized this in a very pleasant way. It was the usual rainy morning of Mumbai with Dark clouds,<\/p>\n
and thin traffic (all thanks to fear of 26\/7). I was early in my department. It was empty, as nobody had turned in. I wondered how I\u2019ll kill time. I started surfing the net. Suddenly, I was shaken by a sweet voice, \u201cSir, are you free right now\u201d.<\/p>\n
I turned around and it was Sugantha, a new lecturer in the department. \u201cWell, how\u2019s life\u201d, I inquired. \u201cNothing in special, except for the rains and the loneliness\u201d, she replied. \u201cSir, would you mind rectifying the time table clashes,<\/p>\n
also why don\u2019t you take a few lectures in my subject\u201d, she requested. Sugantha was new to our department and had issues with the subject she was taking. She felt that she needed some guidance on the subject as she was unable to handle it alone.<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll do that only for you\u201d, I replied. She was overjoyed. \u201cWell, Sugantha you seem to be drenched. Lets go for a coffee\u201d, I requested. \u201cSure, lets go\u201d, she replied. We drove to Barista, which is close to juhu. I ordered for two coffees and we settled down with our cups.<\/p>\n
\u201cDo you stay alone\u201d, I inquired. \u201cYes\u201d was her short but naughty reply. I was a bit surprised by her naughty smile. \u201cIs staying lonely not in\u201d, she asked. \u201cWell it is\u201d, I replied. I asked her if she was getting married.<\/p> \n\n
She replied that marriage is for women who have nothing to do in life. I asked her what she meant by that. She asked me, \u201cDo you think I am beautiful\u201d. I was taken aback, she was a lady of sharp features but was dark. \u201cYou are dear Sugantha, but then whats the point\u201d.<\/p>\n
\u201cI am searching for a man who loves me the way I am\u201d, she replied. In a great measure of humor I told her that I loved her. \u201cYou men you only think of women on the bed\u201d, she said in an annoying tone. \u201cBut, don\u2019t you think that\u2019s what only women think\u201d, I retorted back.<\/p>\n
By now I think I had ruffled the feathers of a woman\u2019s lib activist and I thought it prudent to back off. \u201cShall we drive back\u201d, I asked. She agreed and we were back in my cabin. She started narrating her experiences with boys of her age<\/p>\n
and how they were interested in loving and leaving. I told her that\u2019s why marriage was created. She replied that she had seen her aunts and mother hopelessly stuck up in married life. She wanted to be free and she was enjoying her freedom.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe\u2019ll then how about relieving me from the misery of married life, lets go for a movie\u201d, I offered. And with a sparkle in her eyes it was a big \u201cYES\u201d. We drove to a nearby theater. It was empty (courtesy rains) and we had a real great time.<\/p>\n
I remained prudent enough not to touch her unnecessarily. I think she appreciated my gentleman in the best behavior attitude. We parted off, as it was late in the evening. The next day we met after the lecture. \u201cDid you think of me, all night\u201d, she asked.<\/p>\n
I was a bit startled by this question. Collecting myself \u201cYes\u201d, I said. \u201cMe too\u201d, she replied. She told me that she had dated quite long but always found that men got raw with her. I assured her that I was not of the kind. \u201cIts still got to be proved\u201d, she challenged.<\/p>\n
I assured her that I\u2019ll face that. \u201cOkay, next week, I am going for a conference. I\u2019ll pay for your registration. You\u2019ll be alone with me\u201d. I agreed. We landed up in Bangalore on a wet morning. I escorted her to the cab and we were off to the hotel.<\/p>\n
We checked in the hotel as Mr and Ms Arindam, for the conference right next lane. We entered the room and unpacked our suitcases. She was off to the shower and we had breakfast, after which off to the conference.<\/p>\n
I was a real hectic day but we enjoyed meeting delegates and academicians from all over the world. Back, in the evening we were dead tired. I dashed to the shower immediately on reaching the room. Out from it, I see that the dinner has been ordered.<\/p>\n
\u201cI don\u2019t want anyone to disturb us now\u201d; she quipped. Later she went to the bathroom and changed into an evening gown. It was blue in shade, which made her look more beautiful in the dimly lit evening room. \u201cCome here Arindam, and massage me\u201d, she ordered.<\/p>\n
I was taken aback.. For a moment I didn\u2019t react. But in a dumb submission I asked her to lie down on her back and started massaging her. Now this was too much for me, and my cock stood up. She looked up to me with am impish smile and asked me<\/p>\n
\u201cSo tell me arindam, do you still think that men don\u2019t have sex always on their mind\u201d. I was too ashamed to confess that it is. She pushed me on the bed and stripped me of my shirt. Later she unbuckled my belt and I was naked near a woman other than my wife.<\/p>\n
She held my cock in her palm and pushed my foreskin with one jerk. I cried in pain and in was humiliating to be hurt by women less my age on the bed. She started laughing and teased me that Im too old to take what would follow. This was too much of humiliation to bear.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou think you are a bitch on the bed, don\u2019t you\u201d, I shouted. \u201cYes, you old fucker\u201d, she shouted. This further infuriated me and I pinned her down to her knees. I shove my cock right up to her throat and chocked her. I quickly removed it out and she was left gasping for breath.<\/p>\n
By now she was a wounded lion. She pinned me down on the sofa and started sucking me vigorously till I exploded in her mouth. This left me writhing in sweet pain. I regained my senses and asked her why was she doing this to me.<\/p>\n
She replied that as she was dark men didn\u2019t fall for her. This was her revenge on man. \u201cAre you man enough to seek you revenge\u201d, she challenged. Now it was my turn. \u201cBitch I\u2019ll tear you pussy, What the fuck do you think of your cunt\u201d, I shouted.<\/p>\n
I flung her softly toward the wooden dressing table. I pushed her flat on the table, with her cute arse facing me. This violent move left her motion less as she understood that this oldie means business. I moved her gown up and in a fit of rage tore her panty off.<\/p>\n
Her cunt lay exposed to my manly intentions. Now it was my turn. \u201cNow I\u2019ll spit on your cunt\u201d, I yelled and I spat on it. This brought her to submission. I licked her cunt till it was all wet with love juices. Without a warning I thrust my tool in her tight pussy.<\/p>\n
She cried in low pitch and this was music to my ears. I had punished her. I held her hips and pinned it tightly on the table with my brute force. With every thrust of my cock I abused her, \u201cFucking Bitch\u201d. She abused back and this only incited me to fuck her more.<\/p>\n
After a while she begged me to stop as she could no longer take my wild thrusts. I cummed in her and slumped on her back. Regaining senses we dragged ourselves to the sofa. \u201cWhy did you have to humiliate me\u201d, I asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cDidn\u2019t you see darling that you fucked me like a wild bull\u201d, she replied. We had a good laugh. We bathed and had dinner. I was too tired to fuck her through the night. The next morning I asked her \u201cThere are good-looking guys in the college,<\/p>\n
you could have picked one of them, well why me\u201d. To this she gave a reply, which zapped me off \u201cBoys in 20\u2019s make love, and men in forties make up for love\u201d. \u201cDon\u2019t you think I am cheating on my wife\u201d, I asked to which she replied<\/p>\n
\u201cArindam you are only giving me what you wife doesn\u2019t want as she\u2019s too busy rearing you, your child and making your home\u201d, this really shocked me but then I saw the point. We quickly got ready for day II of the conference. We left for Mumbai that evening.<\/p>\n
Till today we still meet and I shoot my wordly frustration in her celestial hole once a while. I now understood that the modern day women are comfortable with their sexuality and relationships. It\u2019s the Indian male who should learn to accept it in this new form.<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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