Ideal Loving Family : 2

Hema was able to achieve her goal by seducing her student finally.

1. Shabana Azmi : Nurse, Widow, 33 yrs.
2. Sharif Ahmed : Shabana's Widower Father, 55 yrs, Partner of Dharmesh's photography business.
3. Salim Khan : Shabana's Teenage Son, Student.
4. Hema Malini : Childless Headmistress, 38 yrs, Shabana's Friend
5. Dharmesh Singh : Hema's Husband, 40 yrs Photographer cum Producer.
6. Munmun Sen : Singer cum Dancer, 35 yrs, Shabana's Friend.
7. Madhu ( Kamini Hembram ) : 38 yrs, Shabana's widow Maid

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Salim was highly motivated by Hema Madam's soothing advices..... yes, he would have to score a remarkable one in Hindi paper, he thought. So he started reading the notes more attentively from next morning given by her..... even keeping himself away from his favourite cricket playing.

Anyway, that day was Sunday..... no school and so taking some breakfast, he drowned himself in his studies. However after one hour of studying, he needed to take a leak. So he walked to the bathroom passing his mother's bedroom door. It was closed but he could hear some noises that sounded like moans of someone in pain.

"Oh, Ohhhhhh Kamini, that's so good, don't stop! Aaaah..... Allah, I'm cuming...... I'm cumming! Oh, keep doing it, keep doing it!'

Salim didn't know what was going on but he was a little scared to knock on her door. On the other hand, feeling excessive pressure for peeing, he went to the bathroom and got his cock out and peed. It seemed to take a long time and he was still standing there with the last few drops of piss dripping down when the door suddenly burst open behind him. It was his mother. She wrapped a 'Gamcha' ( Towel-like cloth piece but relatively thinner ) around her body and nothing else that he could see.

"Oh, Salim, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were in there." His mother apologized.

"It's OK, Ammi, I'm just finished." He said..... then shaking the last drops of urine off from his semi-erect cock, he pulled his Bermuda up. He wasn't embarrassed for his mother to see his cock of course.... she had seen it many times before. She was his mother! Salim noticed she even glanced down at his cock while he was tucking it away

"But are you OK? I thought I heard you crying in your room. Are you feeling any pain?" He looked concerned in which his mother felt herself embarrassed.

"Oh, your Madhu-Masi was giving me a massage, and it can be quite hard sometimes. I'm fine now. Thanks for being concerned for your mother." She smiled at him and patted him affectionately.

Salim left before closing the bathroom's door for his mother to piss in private. As he walked past his mother's room, the door was ajar. He glanced in. Madhu-Masi was lying on his mother's bed with no clothes on! She was on her left side and pinching her right nipple with her left hand. Like most of Adibasi women, she too had dark, tanned skin, and he could see one of her tits. it was large and black, with a big dark nipple sticking straight up at it's middle.

His eyes reverted to her crotch..... he could see between her legs there was a dense bush of dark curly hair. Her right hand was there and she was rubbing her swollen cunt slowly as he stared for a long while. He didn't hear his mother come up behind him. She placed a hand on his shoulder and drew him away to his room. They sat on the bed.

"Now, Salim" She began. "You know Kamini now becomes a member of our family. She loves us so dearly and take cares just like her own family members.... isn't it Sona?" Shabana said in which he just nodded looking at his mother's beaming eyes. "We two like to do grown up girl stuff with each other. Don't worry about it, but we would like to keep it private. One day you'll understand. But don't tell anyone about this, OK?'

"Why not Ammi?" He asked innocently.

"Because... well, because your Madhu-Masi and I do stuff with each other that is done only secretly and in a closed room. Our backdated society like to make filthy gossips about this if this is out by anyway, and I don't want that, OK?'

"OK, Ammi, I understand. I promise to you I won't say anything to anyone."

"Thanks, Sona." Shabana looked at her son in a strange sort of way.

Then suddenly she hugged her son and kissed him on the lips which she did never. She held her lips against his lips for a little while and he could taste her lipstick. It was nice, in a girl sort of way..... although she was his own mother and her breath was hot and musky. Suddenly he felt a strange sensation running to his crotch and he gave a little squirm feeling his cock's stirring. She broke the kiss and looked at him again.

"You're growing up so fast, but I think you're novice about it, Sona. You don't really understand now, but soon you will find out." She smiled knowingly as he stood in front of her and she put her hand on his chest, and slowly moved it down. When she got to his cock ( even though he had his Bermuda on ) she gave his already half-erect cock a little squeeze over the Bermuda. "Oh yes, I could feel it.... you're really growing up fast in this section."

She then detached herself from him and adjusted her 'Gamcha'. He caught a flash of her milk-white beautiful tits. His mother's tits were as large as Madhu-Masi.... yes, they became larger after his sister Selina's birth, but her skin was much paler and her nipples were pink. She swiftly covered those up.

"I'm going to breastfeed your sister. You may go now and help your Madhu-Masi few minutes for cooking, however if you like so..... till I come back." Saying that she went back to her room.

"OK, Ammi," Nodding his head, he went downstairs to the kitchen and waited for Madhu-Masi's coming.

He could hear his mother talking with Madhu-Masi softly in her room. After a little while, his mother and Madhu-Masi came out together. His mother was now wearing a Maxi, but Madhu-Masi was wearing a low-neckline sleeveless blouse and a Saree. The Saree was pulled up above her knee.... looked almost like a skirt. Actually most of normal Adibasi women liked to wear in this way.

"Kamini.... I've to breastfeed my baby-girl.... so take help from Salim if you require," said his mother, and gave the Adibasi maid a quick kiss on her black lips.

"Thanks Didimoni, no need for help.... I'll do myself?" They hugged as Madhu-Masi returned the kiss to his mother, "You're so good, Didimoni. And Choto-Malik is really growing up fast.... isn't he?'

"Oh, yes, that he is, Kamini.... I could feel that few minutes ago.... but he is so innocent," His mother smiled happily as she walked towards her room.

"You're a good boy...... now sit down here like a good boy and let me finish my work," She said..... taking his hand as she helped him to sit on a nearby stool and then sitting on the floor, she started cutting some vegetables.

Normally when women cut the vegetables in India, mostly sit on their bottoms down on the floor, and then put their legs under their ass so that you couldn't see their underwear. But Madhu-Masi didn't do this! As she sat down on her ass, she spread her folded knees and as a result her Skirt-type Saree's hem lifted further up which was previously left above her knee.

Salim couldn't help but glancing between her spread legs! She was wearing neither a Saya ( Petticoat ) nor a panties under her Saree, and he could see her unobstructed black cunt in all it's hairy glory.

There it was, a big, wet reddish slit with darkened long swollen lips on either side, and a little finger glistening with moisture.... poking out at the top. The great forest of curly black hair spread either side..... covering everything else. She must have given him few moments intentionally to stare at it.

"Oh, you naughty boys, you're all the same, can't get enough of looking at a woman's hairy old cunt, can you!" She laughed. "I could guess that's not the first time you've looked at a woman's cunt, is it? I spotted you peering around the bathroom's door earlier when your mother was taking a bath! You're a silly little voyeur..... aren't you, Sona?"

Salim didn't know what to say..... because she was correct. He not only like to watch his mother's breastfeeding to his little sister, he never missed a chance to see his mother taking a bath through the bathroom's keyhole. It seemed Madhu-Masi had spotted him peeping in the bathroom. Anyway now he enjoyed Madhu-Masi's brazen displaying as she allowed him to watch few more seconds before she pressed her legs.

He then turned to leave the kitchen and said smilingly, "OK, Masi, you're so good.... it's nice to see your hidden treasure.'

"I know it was, Salim, and if you study more and score good in your exam, I might let you see a lot more." She blew a kiss at him and started cooking.

He felt a tingling sensation between his legs, and put his hand down the front of his Bermuda. His relatively big cock was rock, rock hard at that moment. Suddenly he was looking forward to the event very much indeed..... expecting much more to happen today!

He was just a junior student.... very naive but he knew what a boy had between his legs. He knew boys had penises, as he had one also, and he had seen his two older friends' ( Ritesh & Manish ) cocks often when they'd all gathered around the school bathroom for refreshing after cricket practice.

Once he had seen his grandfather Sharif's adult penis, but never really took notice. However he could notice that it wasn't largely different except in size.... yes, his Nana ( grandfather ) was much larger in length and width. So, naive, green as grass, innocent, and slightly gullible.

The time he found out about real sex, was next day when Madhu-Masi came home from market in the evening after buying some groceries. To look after his little baby sister, Madhu-Masi had often to stay with them and she was allotted a small room just beside his widow mother's bedroom. His Mother and grandfather had theirs' own, and he himself liked to stay in the guest-room during daytime..... just opposite to his mother's room.

That particular night, he had gone to bed as usual in his pyjamas, and was deeply asleep, when he felt someone shaking him. He rolled over in bed, but couldn't see who it was in the dark.

"Hey wake up, it's me," Whispered a voice from the dark. He recognised that voice. It was Madhu-Masi. "Hey wake up," She whispered again.... however slightly louder.

"What's the matter?" He whispered back in a startling voice.

"Do you want to have some fun?" She asked.

"I dunno, what sort of fun?" He asked quietly.

"Fun.... fun, you'll see," She grinned.

"OK, I guess so," He whispered.

"OK, then come with me.".

"Where?" He asked with a surprise, not wanting to leave his warm bed.

"Come on, get out of bed, follow me and you'll see," She whispered forcefully.

"OK" He replied, throwing back the covers and swinging his legs over the edge of the bed.

She grabbed his hand and whispered, "Don't make a noise, we don't want to wake your mother and Nana ( grandfather ) up"

"OK, I'll try," He whispered back, feeling his way in the dark.

They left his room.... turned right and passed the hallway stealthily to her small bedroom. She pulled him inside, then closed the door so quietly, that he didn't even hear the lock click. She took his hand again and guided him over to her small wooden cot.

"Get in," She whispered. So he climbed in and slid over as she slid in beside him.

"So what's the fun?" He queried anxiously.

"This," She replied as she rose upon one elbow, leaned down and kissed him gently on his lips.

He opened his eyes wide..... instantly remembering his mother's kiss that morning. He couldn't respond then to her mother's wet kiss, but now he instinctively puckered up as she moved her lips over his. They felt so warm and moist and soft.

She broke the kiss and asked, "Did you like that?"

"Yeah, I guess so," He answered.

"Good, now for the serious stuff," She whispered in his ear.

She then bent down and kissed him again. He responded, but was shocked when she poked her tongue between his lips and into his mouth. She licked his teeth, and gums..... then probed deeper. He opened his mouth a bit to allow their black Santhali Maid's tongue to go deeper. She played with his tongue, and soon they were battling with their tongues and sliding their lips over each other's mouth.

While they were battling with their tongues, Madhu alias Kamini pushed her only Saree from her chest and reached between their bodies, took his hand and placed it on her naked tits. She placed her hand over his and squeezed. Her tits gave way as she circled his hand around her tits and over the nipple, which were getting hard. He felt the hard nubbin and took it between his two fingers and started squeezing it gently.

This made the Older Maid start to breathe faster, and push her tongue deeper into her 'Chote-Malik's' mouth. Few moments later, she broke the kiss, sat up in bed and took her only Saree off from her ebony body. Now being fully naked, she lay down on her back and placed his hand on her tits again. Her deeply tanned skin was warm and so soft and yielding.

She took his hand and slid it down her rounded tummy until his fingertips brushed something springy. She moved his hand down further between her legs, and pushed his fingers up against her hairy cunt. She then moved his hand round in small circles, occasionally pushing his fingers up inside her heated cunt. He soon got the hang of it and was doing it himself.

She grabbed her own tits and started caressing and pinching the nipples, whilst bringing her lips and tongue back to his mouth. She was now breathing deep and faster. He pushed his fingers further up against her swollen moist labia, and was suddenly surprised when they broke through the bush, and he felt his fingers in a warm wet soft tunnel. He circled around the inside of this wonderfully soft tunnel which seemed to excite the Adibasi maid more.

Suddenly she broke their kiss, and whispered in his ear, "Hey, this isn't fair, I have nothing on but you are still dressed. Why don't you take your pyjama off?"

He shrugged at the logic, so he loosened the knot of his pyjama and pulled it down, then lifted his bum off the bed and pushed the bottoms off, kicking the it from the bed.

"Is that better?" He asked.

"Oh sure," She replied broadly.

He felt her hands on his shoulders, then she slid them down his hairless chest to his nipples. He was a slim but hard bodied young boy..... so he had small nipples. As she played with them, they became hard like they do when he got cold. Then she slid her hands down his rounded tummy, over his lightly haired pubis, stopping at his extremely stiff cock.

"OOoooo.... what's this?" She whispered. "It's so big and hard".

He was speechless, as she grabbed the cock and moved her hand down... and up again. Then she played with his hairy ballsack, rolling the small rubbery marbles around with her fingers. Meanwhile he reached over to the space between her legs and inserted his fingers into her hot love tunnel again. As he moved them round, he started to hear faint squishing sounds, and he noticed his fingers were getting wetter.

Kamini couldn't help herself as she rolled over on top of him, straddling his legs. She moved her cunt up until his rock hard cock was buried in her dense forest. She started moving back and forwards on his thighs, rubbing her cunt onto his hard cock as she grabbed his hands and placed them one on each tit. He started massaging her large soft tits, and played with the dark hard nipples again. Now she was breathing really hard... and he could feel that she was getting really hot.

She leaned down and tongue kissed him again, then asked, "Want to try the real fun now?"

"Yes please, Masima," He moaned as she rolled off and lay on her back with her legs spread wide.

"Come here" She said, pulling him over her until he was kneeling between her legs. She reached down..... grabbed his hard eight inches long cock, and directed it to that spot between her legs where his hands had previously been.

"Push now...... Yes....Hard," Kamini whispered as her 'Chote-Malik' pushed forward and felt his cock slide through her 38 yrs old Adibasi hot tunnel.

"Harder....." She hissed.... thrusting her hips upward.

So he pushed hard against her, pushing his extremely hard cock into her hot cunt as far as it would go. She pushed his hips up to get him to back up a bit, then grabbed his cute bum and pulled him down in hard. She did this a couple of times, until he caught on the rhythm and started to pump his slippery cock in and out of her hot love tunnel.

He soon got a systematic movement of thrusting and he could hear her breathing getting faster, the soft slap of his thighs on hers as he drove his manly cock into her. He continued on like this for about five minutes, when suddenly the widow Maid started to gasp.

She grabbed his small bum cheeks and really pulled him hard into her with a final growl and held him there tightly. He could feel her 38 yrs old hot tunnel grasping his eight inches hard cock, which was buried as deep inside her as he could get.

Few moments later, with a big sigh, she relaxed, let go of his bum cheeks and went limp. He lay on top of the heavily plump widow-maid.... panting and wondering what had just happened. Then after a while, she pushed him off her.

"You better get dressed and go back to your own room now. But whatever we've done, don't tell anybody about this" She cautioned him again.

"Why?" He queried, mystified.

"Because we both could get into big trouble," She said.

"OK, I won't tell anyone, I promise," He said with an assured tone.

"Good, now go," She looked happy and relieved.

He found his pyjama, got back into them, then crept quietly back to his own bed. He felt restless thinking about loosing his virginity to their maid and the hot encounter he just enjoyed so much. He tried to go back to sleep, but couldn't work out why. Of course it was sexual frustration. Actually the Adibasi maid had managed to cum and satisfy her own urges, but hadn't returned the favour to him.

Still, he had lots to think about, and he thought about where his fingers and cock
had been. He brought his fingers up to his nose and gently sniffed..... interesting. He licked his fingers, and tasted his first hint of cunt.

He felt his cock start to rise again, and in no time it was hard again. He rolled onto his stomach, and remembering the movements she taught him, he started to hump the bed. The feelings that he had felt when he was inside the Maid was too much intense. Suddenly he saw stars and grunted as he slammed his pelvis into the soft mattress, and his cock squirted his cum inside his pyjama. When it was over, he relaxed and was soon asleep.

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The next day, he woke up after a disturbed night, feeling not so good. His mother woke him up, twice. The second time she felt his forehead and pronounced that he seemed to be a bit hot, so he should away from school for the day. With that, he rolled over and fell asleep again.

By mid morning he woke up feeling a bit better. His mother felt his forehead again, and commented that he felt cooler and OK. After a late breakfast, he was feeling much better, and went back to his bedroom to read the the spl Hindi notes given by Hema Madam.

Completing the studies, he bathed and taking the lunch he prepared himself for school. His mother came in shortly after and announced that she would have to go to town for some errands and to visit a sick friend. He went out for school with his mother who dropped him at the school.

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Hema wrote a question on the blackboard with the chalk, then turned to face her pin-dropped silent class, all the students of Class were attentively hearing her speech. However most of the students' lustful eyes were roaming over her extremely curvaceous body..... accentuated so erotically by the Saree-Blouse she was wearing that day.

Her style of dress had aroused a great deal of whispering among her co-teachers and the students at the school. A tall Punjabi childless woman of 38 years, she favored light colored thin synthetic Sarees most that clearly showed almost all the curves of her voluptuous milk-white body. Her tight, low-cut sleeveless blouse that clunged the aggressive thrust of her large tits made her more provocative and sexy.

Not only her co-teachers and students, she even had noticed her Santhali driver Kamal ( Kamini's Son ) never missed a chance to check her body. Actually, it was few days ago's incident when she was pegging with her husband in the backseat of their car and he was driving. She noticed him often glancing at them through the back-view mirror of the car. Actually it was pre-planned..... she loved to tease the younger boys more..... not really thinking his position or status.

She could even guess that if he had the chance, he wouldn't miss the opportunity to fuck her, too. She had thought to herself.... finding the idea of fucking a Adibasi was so exciting. When she recruited him just a week ago..... discussing with her husband, she then realised he was a real Hunk she had been searching. After that day, she had made a number of inappropriate comments about how strong and virile he was. Even she had given hints several times that he shouldn't be feel shy to say anything he wished.

"OK, students, now quiet down...... and Salim, will you come here and solve the problem on the board?" Hema politely asked her favourite student.

It was her second year as a Headmistress in this school. Her first had been spent at another school in another district. She had tried to fight down the memory of her previous school's job..... of the incident that had precipitated her abrupt departure. She didn't want to think about that. But now Salim kept reminding her that fateful incident..... Salim was so much like him.

"I don't know the answer" said Salim, sheepishly, as he stood by the blackboard.

"Salim, you know your exam is nearing. I expect a positive answer from you", said Hema. "Perhaps you haven't been concentrating yourself in studies."

"I just...... don't understand all this stuff", He said softly..... lowering his head shyly. The whole class giggled as he stood there blushing.

"See me at my chamber for a minute after class, OK?" The class laughed as one, but became silence immediately as she looked at the giggling students sternly. "That's enough. Now, who wants to come up and solve the problem?"

Ritesh ( Munmun's Son ) raised his hand.... moved to the board and came back solving the problem. Anyway, when the class was over, Salim went shyly to the Headmistress's selected chamber and noticed her sitting in her leather chair behind the huge wooden table. His eyes instantly was fixed on her chest.... the thin Saree was pushed away from her bosom and almost all her milk-white tits were overflowed from her low-neckline tight blouse.

"I think... I should spend an extra time with you after school. You know I've already informed your mother about your special coaching.... so, come to my house today after school.... OK?" She said as she noticed his eyes fixing on her half-exposed tits.

"I.... I guess so", replied the shy student, his eyes lingering on his beautiful teacher's jutting tits once again and felt an instant stirring in his pants. God! She was so hot and sexy.... he thought..... he had jerked himself several nights in his bed thinking about her naked body. He'd do anything to gain her approval, to make her proud of him.

"Fine.... Come by 5:00 pm this afternoon, okay?" She rose from her chair.... not adjusting her Saree and allow him to enjoy her semi-naked beauty more as she came to him and tussled his hair affectionately.

"Okay, Ma'am," He answered smilingly and left the chamber in shaking steps..... feeling his cock was already hard in his pants. Hema couldn't help her eyes lingering on his bulging crotch..... she was happy for her seduction. She grinned deviously..... she had succeeded in her first attempt.... as she could feel her cunt already started moistening..... anticipating her next step at her house.

At 5:30 that afternoon, Salim knocked on Hema's apartment door.... he had come here several times with his mother and spent those moments gossiping with her. Although he treated her almost like his mother, he couldn't help himself imagining her as his bed-partner. Even that night when he was fucking Madhu-Masi, he thought she was his mother's Punjabi friend whom he was enjoying.

Anyway now getting no response, he rang the doorbell and waited patiently. From within the apartment, he heard his Headmistress-Aunty yell at him to come inside. He opened the door and walked inside, hearing the sound of a shower running.

"Make yourself at home, Salim, I'll be right with you," said Hema, over the sound of the running water.

Although Salim was very much familiar with this nice apartment, he looked around the tastefully decorated room with his accustomed eyes and then sat down on the sofa. Her taste ran to different arts..... from South Indian to North Indian.... were arranged systematically on shelves..... even some Bengali prints were attached on the walls.

He heard the water being shut off, and after a few moments, his fantasy queen Headmistress-Aunty emerged from the bathroom wrapping a short towel above her large bosom. The towel was tied losely over her chest, barely concealing her firm tits in it's confinement. His eyes widened as he scanned her almost naked voluptuous body.... he felt an instant twitch inside his pants. He found himself imagining what glories lay between her legs, barely concealed by the short towel. She smelled so exotic and heavenly.

"My..... my, you're right on time, Salim" Hema said with a bright smile, as she sat down next to him.

"I....didn't want you to be mad at me, Ma'am" said Salim.

'So sweet!' said Hema to herself as she smiled at him. "Salim, I've told you several times, I'm your Ma'am in school only. Other times I'm your mother's friend and call me 'Aunty'.... and I'm not mad at you. I've never been mad at you. I only want to help you. Don't you know that?"

"I..... I guess so."

"Salim...... Do you know how much I love you," She asked, softly.

Salim didn't know what to say. The truth was that he absolutely adored his Headmistress-Aunty, had dreamed of her every single night of his life since he started to feel a continuous throbbing in his adolescent penis. His youthful penis sprang to attention every time he even thought of her.

The other boys of the school he knew were always talking about how hard they'd fuck her if they had a chance. At that time he had only the vaguest idea what they were talking about. However he started to experience some theoretical knowledge about that after his intimacy with Ritesh. And after that night's incident with Madhu-Masi, his knowledge about sex was no doubt ripened to some extent.

"I.... yes.... I love you too, Aunty. You're so pretty!" He stammered.

"Thank you, Salim," She smiled. "I think you're a very handsome young boy, too. Now tell me...... do you have a girlfriend?"

"N... no..." He said, hesitantly. "I don't know very much about..... about girls."

Hema smiled at the innocent boy's reply. So sweet! "Salim.... listen to me," She purred. "I want you to know that you can always be honest with me, about anything, and I'll never be mad at you. Would you like to learn.... about girls, I mean."

"What do you mean?" He asked, still intimidated by the presence of his sexy Headmistress-Aunty.

"I mean..... this, Salim." Slowly, she reached out her hand to his, loosening the knot of her towel with the other. Then holding his slim hand, she guided it beneath the folds of the towel, and pressed it against one of her tits.

Salim thought he was going to die on the spot. Instantly his hand was cupped around the most beautiful tit of the most sexy woman he had ever known. Slowly, he caressed her full, firm tit..... feeling her nipple stiffen against his palm. Oh Allah! How nice the feeling.... it was far better and exciting than Madhu-Masi's. His penis was hard as rock in his pants, and he felt hot and dizzy, just like a stupid little boy.

"Salim," She whispered. "Do you like that?"

"I.... yes.... it feels nice, Aunty."

"No more Aunty or Ma'am..... Call me Hema..... just Hema," She murmured. "In this situation I think it would be more romantic if we use our first name only. Oh yes.... have you ever felt a girl's boob before?"

"I..... mean no..... ," At first he thought not to disclose his escapade with Madhu-Masi but in the next moment, he thought, that would have been backfired if at any moment, he spilled out anything of that incident. "Ye.... s... s...... I mean...."

"Yes..... Who is the girl?"

"Madhu-Masi."

"Madhu-Masi..... I mean Kamini..... the Adibasi maid of your house!" Hema was surprised but immediately she became curious. "Tell me everything.... don't spare a single moment."

"I.... I ..... It was actually an accident..." Salim started to stammer. However gaining some courage, he disclosed everything.

"OMG! She is a horny Vixen," Hema exclaimed.... hearing her innocent student's hot session with the Adibasi Maid. Few seconds later, with a grin, she queried, "So, am I better than her?"

"Oh Aun.... Sorry Hema, you're far better than her..... Actually you're my Fantasy-Queen."

"Fantasy-Queen! What do you mean?" Hema asked curiously in which Salim disclosed his masterbation fantasy.

"Oh God! Salim, you're so naughty and I really like it." Hema smiled. "Now say.... how do you feel knowing your dream to be a real one. Does it make your penis hard?"

Salim blushed with embarrassment. "Yes.... I can't believe it till now, Ma'am........ Aunty...... sorry, Hema."

She smiled. "You don't have to apologize, my sweet boy. I love that I make your penis.... no, your cock.... yes, you have a real stud-cock. I love it that your cock gets hard just from touching me."

"It gets hard all the time. Sometimes I don't even know why," Said her student, shyly. "It gets hard every time I look at you."

Hema became pleased.... hearing her student's fantasy as she reached between his legs and closed her fingers around the bulge in his pants, squeezing it gently. "Salim.... I know it does. I've seen it." Slowly, she stroked it with her fingers. "May I see it?"

"I..... I guess so," said Salim timidly as Hema smiled looking at his cute face.

"Let's take your shirt off first, okay?" She whispered, reaching out and undoing the buttons one by one.

When she was done, she helped him take it off.... then leaned forward and closed her lips around one of his small nipples, sucking on it for a moment. He shivered with pleasure as she suckled him. And then she relased him, sliding down onto the floor, on her knees.

"I want to see your tool," She murmured.

She untied his shoes, and took them off as he sat on the sofa. She then slid his socks off.... just like his affectionate mother. Her hands moved to the buckle of his belt, and slowly undid it. Next she unfastened the button of his pants, and slid his zipper down. He waited, in an agony of anticipation.

Finally, she reached up and tugged on his pants and shorts, and he raised his hips to help her. She slid his pants down, carefully extricating them from his stiff penis, and tugged them off of his feet and tossed them to one side. Her hands slid up his thighs, pressing them apart. His cock stood up eagerly, at least eight inches long, slim, circumcised and.....beautiful. She gazed at it shockingly.

"Salim.... you have a big cock..... I can't believe..... a boy like you, could have such a massive cock. I'm sure you would beat any grownup adult." She whispered, smiling up at him. "Girls will be fighting over it one of these days. Have you ever played with it?"

Salim's words caught in his throat. He had never heard a girl or woman talk like so brazenly..... using such obscene words, and he had no idea what to do or say. His aunty looked into his face and recognized his confusion.

"It's all right, Salim.... I'll teach you, and I will." Saying that, she reached up and slid her hands up his thighs, nearly touching the young boy's aching cock.

"There's just one thing, Salim" She said, quietly..... gripping his cock. "You can never tell anyone what we're doing together..... ever...... it has to be our secret...... ours only. Do you promise?"

Salim instantly remembered Madhu-Masi's caution.... yes, like Hema aunty, she also had made him promise of not telling anyone about their lovemaking. And now with Hema Ma'am's direction, he would have to agree with her as he crawled on his knees to the large portrait of the great Living-God "Guru Granth Sahib". He made the promise..... all the while Hema was caressing his hard cock and went back.

"Yes.... yes..... Ohhhhhh, I won't tell anyone... Hema. Not everrrrrr..... yes Hema, your hand feels sooooo..... nice."

"Good", She murmured.... as her fingertips was lightly caressing his erect penis and gliding it up and down. "Salim, I'm going to suck on this lovely joy-stick. Don't be afraid... it'll make you feel nice."

"I'm...... not afraid, Ma'am....... sorry Hema" Salim said, almost fainting with his need for her.

Slowly, Hema bent forward, extending her tongue, and slid it underneath his youthful, sperm-filled large balls. Her tongue-tip slid upward between them, and traced slowly up the underside of his penis as she held it away from his body with her fingers.

Reaching the flared cock-head, she slowly encircled it, making it glisten with her saliva. God, his cock was so beautiful, she thought, gazing at it.... just like.... Manish's. Unable to stop now, she kissed the tip, and then slowly let her lips part, and slide down around the crown of his penis, sucking it into her mouth.

"Oh..... Ohh...... Aaaaghhh...." The innocent student moaned softly, as the highly educated Headmistress's hot mouth engulfed his cockhead.

He had never felt anything remotely resembling the feeling of Hema Ma'am's warm, wet mouth on his young cock. It was like heaven. His mind reeled with the unfamiliar sensations, as her mouth slowly descended the shaft of his cock and took him all the way into her mouth..... her lips pressing against the base at last.

Her tongue slipped forward and teased his balls at the same time. Suddenly, in his excitement, he felt himself lose control, and his balls went numb, his sperm erupting from them with youthful exuberance.

"Unnnnnhhhhhhhhh!!!" A gurgling moan escaped from the young student's mouth.

Hema also moaned softly as he flooded her mouth with his delicious boyish sperm, pumping an amazing amount of sweet-tasting cum into her eager mouth. Again and again his penis flourished, flooding her mouth as she moved slowly up and down his cock's rigid length, gulping down his Muslim semen.

"Mmmmmmmmmm...." She purred as he erupted the last glob of cum in her welcoming mouth.

At last he was spent as she pursed her lips tightly around his penis and slowly moved up to the head, and then released him. Her tongue lovingly licked the lingering sperm from his boyish ( actually manly ) cock.

"Oh, jeez...... Aunty.... sorry Hema, that was.... that was unbelievable", exclaimed Salim, worshipfully. "I've never felt anything so wonderful. i wish it had taken longer...."

"Oh, darling boy," She whispered, smiling up at him...... her lips pearly with his thick whitish semen. "You came so much. And sweetheart..... it tastes heavenly. I loved it when it spurted into my mouth."

Her tongue slowly lashed the crown of his penis as she spoke. "You mustn't feel bad about how quickly you came. I loved it that you got so excited. And there's always more, Salim, more cum where that came from. You'll see."

He gazed down at the ultimate vision of loveliness. "Ohhh, Hema.... I don't know how to express my gratitude to you," He whispered.

"Mmmm...." The older Headmistress purred, smiling up at her cute student, her tongue still caressing the head of his penis. "But I do."

She slowly stood up, and pulled her obedient student up to his feet. She had just gulped down a torrent of his fresh, boyish cum..... apparently the second ejaculation of his life with a female. She could still taste it on her lips, on her tongue. Now it was time to initiate him into the heavenly joys of fucking.... she thought.

His slim and long cock was so much like Manish Gurung and her husband, it would fit so wonderfully inside her tight mature cunt. She had to feel that now, feel the youthful, inexperienced thrusts of his penis into her welcoming sheath.

Turning, she reached down and slid her fingers around his penis, whispering softly. "Come with me."

With that, she tugged him toward her bedroom..... holding his cock.... like a pull-toy. He had to follow like a puppy dog, wondering what further pleasures awaited for him. His mind was swirled still with visions of his Headmistress-Aunty's lips ovaled around his penis... sucking him as he erupted in her eager mouth.

Once he thought telling his friends about what he had just done. He imagined what he would say to Madhu-Masi, now that he was no longer just a stupid kid, but someone who had has his cock sucked by a beautiful, sexually-experienced woman.

He looked around her bedroom as he followed her inside. Her furnishings were tasteful, feminine, and yet exotic.... filled with vivid colors and floral images, like a tropical island. Releasing his resurgent cock, she gently pushed him down onto the bed, and stood before him.

"Salim...." She said, shrugging off the small Towel..... that dropped at her feet with a soft rustle. Her bob-cut silky hair..... now dried completely fell in a dark waterfall down her shoulders. Her fingers toyed with her small erect nipples.

"Do you like my body?" She looked at her student seductively.

"I.... I've never seen anything so beautiful in real, Aunty.... Sorry.... Hema," He replied, gazing at her with worshipful eyes.

The reputed mature Headmistress smiled, brought her hands to his shoulders, and gently pushed him back on the bed, then crawled over him.... her knee insinuating itself between his legs. Her stiff nipples slid up his body, caressing his chest as she moved upward. Her knee pressed against his re-awakened penis as her lips smashed to his.... kissing him softly.

Hesitantly, he raised his hands and slid them around her smooth back, bringing her closer as their kiss deepened.... her lips moist and parted. He felt her tongue touch his lips, and he opened them to admit her eagerly-seeking tongue-tip. Earlier he had kissed Madhu-Masi only..... but this was so different. His tongue met hers and entwined with it..... causing his youthful cock to once again lurch to full, throbbing attention.

Hema broke their kiss.... trailing a strand of saliva between them, and smiled playfully. "Salim, your cock is stiff again."

"Yes.... you've done that...", He blushed. "Sometimes it's that way for hours."

"Baby, I love it that way," She said softly, as she slid off to one side of him and traced along his tummy with her fingertips.... letting them glide down toward his erect penis. "You're going to make lots of girls happy with your beautiful big cock." She slipped her fingers around it and stroked it lightly. "Salim.... would you like to touch me between my legs?"

"I..... yes. I don't know what to do," whispered the sex-novice student.

"Here....give me your hand," said Hema. Then taking his hand in hers, she guided it to her bare cleft, wet with her pent-up excitement. "Touch me right there. Gently. Do you feel how wet I am there?"

His fingers slid into the wet folds of her sex. "Yes...." He said, slowly caressing her swollen labia, parting them.

"Your hard cock has made me horny, darling boy", She whispered. "Like your Madhu-Masi, some girls like to have hair on them, but I keep mine shaved so that it feels nice and smooth. Mmmmm, your fingers feel so good there."

The mesmerized student explored his Headmistress's cunt as if he had just discovered the New World. His fingertips lightly caressed her.... causing her to moan softly with pleasure. "Do you feel the little button, at the top?" She guided his fingers to the spot. "Right there."

"Yes...", He said, feeling the tiny raised protuberance.

"That's my clitoris, Salim..... my clit, for short. It's a very sensitive place of a woman..... the place that makes me feel like you did, when you came, remember?"

"I remember," said Salim, again vividly reliving the frantic spurts of his orgasm. "It's like a cock? It's so small!"

"Yes, it's like a little cock, in a way. Salim, would you lick it for me? That will make me feel so nice."

"I.... I'll try, Ma'am.... Oh no, Hema," Salim whispered.... hoping he wouldn't do anything to mess this up. "I've never done anything like that."

"I know, sweet boy," murmured Hema. "I'll help you...I'll always help you.... train you to be an expert lover. I'm your second mother..... a teacher." She smiled slyly.

However her conscience fought with her immediately. This is wrong, it's dangerous, he's her student..... her friend's son whom she treated as her son too. She shouldn't cheat on her friend's faith, it shouted within her. But her lust overcame the warnings, as it had with Manish previously, as it always had. She was a slave to it, and she knew now that she would always surrender to the urgent demands of her body.

While the great Headmistress was wrestling with her thoughts.... her morals.... her philosophy, Salim slid down his slim torso. She raised and parted her long fleshy legs as he moved between them..... his eyes transfixed by her delicious smooth cunt.... seeing it up close for the very first time.

"Now, stick your tongue out and just lick along the outside...... lightly. Okay? Just barely touching me."

"All right, Hema." He gasped in anticipation of tasting his Headmistress's clean-shaved aristocratic cunt for the first time.

"And will you call me 'Darling' when we're making love.... like my husband, sweetheart? Actually from now on I want to see you as my second husband", She said, with a generous smile. "Anybody who is about to lick my cunt should call me that romantic word, don't you think?"

Salim grinned at her sheepishly.... he couldn't believe his ears. His mother's friend.... his Headmistress.... his Aunty..... now started to treat him as her second husband instead of a student. "Y...ye.... yes... Darling...." He mumbled..... extending his tongue, experimentally, and slowly licked upward along the dewy petals of her long moist labia.

"Ahhhhhhhh..." moaned Hema, her body aroused beyond imagining by her gentle seduction of this beautiful Muslim student.

How could anything this exquisite be wrong, she thought to herself as his tongue lovingly explored her sex. He was such a good student, so eager to learn, just as Manish had been when she had initiated him into the joys of sex two years ago.

"Yessss, baby, lick me there.... lightly..... lightly." Hema continued to dictate while moaning.

Salim learned quickly and his attempts made his extremely sexy Headmistress-Aunty respond. His tongue traced lightly along her parted labia..... wanting to feel every square millimeter of her with his tongue, to taste her.

"Put your tongue inside me, sweetheart..... down at the bottom," Hema gasped. "That's my cunt-hole..... slide your tongue in there."

Salim gladly complied, stiffening his tongue and seeking the entrance to her aristocratic cunt, already dripping-wet with her arousal. Finding it, he slid it inside further..... tasting the honeyed depths of a woman for the first time. And the Punjabi Headmistress groaned with pleasure as his tongue skewered into her.... moving in and out slowly, wetly.

"Oh God, baby, that's it. That's wonderful.... so goooood...."

He slid his hands beneath her and held the spongy, round cheeks of her large ass..... remembering how he had gazed at it..... covering it Saree or Salwar when she'd wrote on the blackboard in class. He drove his tongue deep inside her and she writhed against it, her own hands moving to her tits and squeezing them tightly as she bit her lower lip.

"Now...lick my clit, sweetheart," She whispered. "The little button I showed you. Just do it real lightly, okay? Like a feather."

Salim followed her instruction.... slipping his tongue out of her love tunnel and traced upward..... seeking and finding the tiny little nubbin. He encircled and caressed it ever so lightly with his tongue, then lightly fluttering his tongue against it like the wing of a butterfly. Her hips convulsed upward..... frightening her student.

"Did I hurt you?" He asked innocently, looking up in alarm.

"Nooooooo, sweet one, you didn't hurt me. It just felt so good I couldn't keep from doing that. Keep licking me, baby... kiss and lick my clit.... just like you were doing."

Salim resumed to his task, as his Headmistress-Aunty guided him.... patiently teaching him to make love to her. Her body responded with a growing frenzy, her arousal spiraling higher as he caressed her with his lips and tongue. Her hand slipped down and she slid her fingers into his silky hair as he lapped at her clit, driving her close to her climax.

"Lick it harder now, darling....I'm going to cum, just like you did."

Salim licked and sucked on her clit.... his tongue lashing it as he felt her body become tense and rigid, like a bowstring pulled taut. And then, she cried out, her hips jackknifing upward, and held his mouth against her sex. Her body erupted in a frantic, molten eruption of sexual bliss.... hunching against his mouth and shuddering violently with the force of her climax.

"Unnnnhhhhh.... Ohh, baby boy, I'm CUMMM.... MIIIIIIINNNNN..... GGGGGGGGG!!!!" She continued to groan like a hysterical patient.

Salim however kept his mouth pressed tightly against her as she shuddered against him..... her body seized in the exquisitely tight grip of her climax. Finally, he raised his head as she trembled from the volcanic force of her orgasm.

Looking down at him, Hema reached down and held his head with both of her hands. She gently pulled him toward her, so that she could kiss his thin boyish lips, wet with her own nectar. Their tongues again caressed each other, sharing her taste. Finally, she drew back and gazed into his eyes.

"Salim..... Now I need your penis.... no no, your big cock inside me now. I want you to make love to me..... to.... fuck me." Reaching down quickly between them, she slid her fingers around his stiff shaft, and guided it to the entrance to her dripping wet cunt. "Put it in me, dear."

Assisted by her hand, he slowly sank his stiff penis into her wetly-clasping cunt, moaning as he felt the walls of her cuntal tunnel enclose his throbbing cock. Although he had a faint knowledge of fucking, he actually had never felt anything so magnificent in his life. The feeling of his cock buried in his mother like Headmistress's tight, wet cunt exceeded anything he had ever experienced or imagined.

"Yesssssss...." moaned the renowned Headmistress, loving his young cock.... so smooth and eager, deep inside her. She slid her arms around him and raised her legs, bent at the knee, to let him penetrate her more deeply.

"Yes..... now fuck me.... like you fucked your Madhu-Masi.... move it in and out, nice and slow."

This was, for her, heaven..... not a man's cock.... big and thick.... driving into her with no regard to her needs.... just using her for his lustful pleasure. This was a boy, who made love to her, worshipped her with his lovely cock, learned from her, until he poured his young love -juices into her.

"Oh Allah.... it feels so good! Like it's chewing my cock!" Salim moaned.

He began to thrust slowly in and out of her, reveling in the exquisite sensations, her cunt-muscles clasping and milking his cock. It tried to suck the sperm from his young balls, to milk them dry. How he loved her!

He would have gladly died for her at this moment..... would have become her willing slave..... just to enjoy the heavenly bliss he was getting. Eagerly he plunged his circumcised Muslim cock into her tight, Punjabi cunt..... her hips rising to meet his rhythm.... working with him..... her face a vision of loveliness beneath him.

Hema felt a new climax building inside her, at the very core of her being. She wanted to cum when he did, to hold him tightly as both of their bodies experienced the ultimate in sexual bliss together.

"Baby, move faster now," She gasped, urgently. "Fuck me harder and faster."

She raised her head and captured one of his nipples in her mouth, sucking on it hard. He needed no encouragement. He thrust into her eagerly, knowing he would feel again what he had felt on the living room couch few minutes ago. But this was completely different, being inside his fantasy queen's tightly-clasping cunt. It was glorious.

"Baby...", She urged, releasing his nipple from her lips. "I want you to cum in me. Spurt your hot, thick cum in me like you did in my mouth..."

"Oh God, Hema, I feel it, I feel it, I'm gonna cum!" He groaned. He could feel his balls tensing and drawing up against the base of his cock. It drove him past the point of no return by her luscious body and her lustful obscene words.

"Oh yessss, baby, give it to me now!!! Pump your hot cum into me!! FUCK ME!!!!!"

His body stiffened, and he instinctively thrust his eight inches hard cock deep in her yearning cunt. He buried it in her to the hilt as he felt his balls spasm, and his hot, syrupy cum pulsed heavily into her. It erupted again and again and again.... flooding her with his copious teenage cum as her cunt clenched around it.... her body wrenched upward by her own cataclysmic orgasm.

"AAAAUUUUGGGHHHH", He cried, as his cock pumped her full to overflow his excessive semen.

Her cunt-muscles gripped his invading cock tightly..... milking him of his live-giving sperm. Finally, he collapsed on her big plump body, her arms and long fleshy legs wrapping around his slim body and hold him tightly as they both trembled with the ecstasy of their lovemaking.

"Mmmmmmm.... I love your wonderful cock, Salim," She murmured softly in his ear, her cunt-muscles still contracting around him and squeezing a final ooze of his sperm from his exhausted balls. "Soon you're going to a real stud-lover."

He flexed his cock inside her in answer, feeling suddenly like a man, just as she had said, not some dumb kid. Hadn't he just made love to his favourite teacher..... his fantasy-queen? Probably, none of his friends had ever done that. He felt a surge of pride, along with his undying love for this mature sophisticated woman who had taught him so much.

"And I love you too...... Darling" He whispered, loving the smoothness of her skin against his.

At long last, he raised himself, and slowly slid himself from inside her, his penis wet with his sperm and her essence. She sat up, her legs still wrapped around his hips, and she kissed him.

"Mmmmmm, you're such a wonderful lover and husband.... just like my first husband," She said, smiling at him and kissing him. "But you'd better get dressed and go now. It's late and your mother will begin to worry." She disentangled herself from him, stood up and retrieved the towel. He gathered his clothes and began to dress.

"Can I see you again.... I mean..... not in the school... or at our house.... I mean like this.... on your marital-bed?" He asked, once again the shy young boy.

"Of course, my dear..... you know, from now you've all the rights to treat me as your wife." whispered the renowned highly educated Headmistress, kissing him softly again. "There are so many things I still want to teach you..... so many nice things..... but remember, not a word to anyone. You have to promise me..... otherwise ruin everything."

"No, not a single word. I promise." He smiled.... kissing her cream-pie cunt, thinking. "But one thing.... you know I've already an intimacy with Madhu-Masi. If I couldn't help myself..... ummmm..... maybe.... tell Madhu-Masi about me..... I mean ourselves.... could you?"

Hema laughed. Although Malti alias Kamini Hembram was a black Santhali woman with long black hair, she was one of the prettiest woman, with large firm tits that belied her age. All men... even the young boys tried to take advantage of her being a widow, but it seemed she kept herself away from those vile things. However Kamini's seduction for her 'Chote-Malik' wouldn't match with her characteristics.... it naturally made the Headmistress curious.

"I think she'll find out soon enough! But right now, you're mine." Hema smiled.

"It's okay," said Salim. "You're way prettier than she is anyway."

Hema blushed hearing such praise from her student-lover. "And you're too good for her. Now run along, and I'll see you next time at your house when your mother would be busy in her hospital duty." She led him to the door and kissed him softly. "Goodnight, my sweet little husband."

"Goodnight..... My Hema," He said softly.... kissing her lips last time...... and he was gone.

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