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Horny College Student Fucked Naughty Sexy HOD

Horny College Student Fucked Naughty Sexy HOD

As spurt after spurt of my hot sticky dirty cum landed as strings all over her beautiful glistening wet pink lips, she let out a faint giggle & her slimy smooth tongue slid out to gently caress the tip of my throbbing cock as if encouraging to shoot out a second round, I went back in time recollecting the moments and the buildup between us that lead to these wonderful memories.

Yes, we all hated our HOD’s during college, we all said fuck him/her, but in my case, I really DID. I’ve left plenty of clues regarding subtleties like college, myself, canteen, location etc. Try to guess them in the comments below. Let’s see who guesses everything correctly. Meanwhile, pull out your dicks & slowly wank away as I buildup the sexual tension.

“GUI” she called it, standing for graphical user interface. I couldn’t care less about paying attention to our new HOD’s boring ADA class (Analysis & Design of Algorithms). She had that stupid zealous smile, or should I say smirk of being the new person with power in the department.

She was appointed amidst a lot of competition which consisted of many senior faculties as well, so how the fuck did she edge them out? Her MBA from some foreign university thought some people, but I would say it was her curvy figure that got her places, & I mean literally.

All the fuckers (as I address my classmates) in the class were drooling over her curvaceous hot-bod standing at 5’6”. She was beautiful, full of attitude, spoke flawless English with such authority that most students wouldn’t get into an argument with her. None paid attention to kruskal, dijkstra or prim’s being taught on the board.

And just when she dropped the marker, all the fuckers sat up straight to catch a glimpse of the heavenly low cut neckline of her chudidhar. Fucking perverts I thought to myself, not realizing that I was about to be one. (pun intended)

Just when I was about to doze off, her eyes met mine. Piercing, sharp, cold, firm, something that I prided myself of being. This was the first time she was handling classes for us, there were rumors that she could gaze at you for 5 seconds in the class & correctly guess what no good you were up to.

A challenge for me? The legend that I was, never felt intimidated by these low life double PhD doting low lives. But I did feel her strong gaze vanquish my much needed vodka induced hangover/sleep. I decided to play along, and the chase began which would soon turn out to be a battle of intellects between 2 sapiosexuals.

Somehow I felt attracted to her strong charisma, her bold dominating charm, of which the entire department was scared of. As I sat up & faked attention to the loops of prim’s, I savored in the loops of her. Those perfect 34 sized round erect boobs, that supple petite body accentuated by the thin waistline begging to be held & pulled, that curvy ass atop those shapely thighs.

It was evident that she was figure conscious. Somehow I had a weird boner thinking/fantasizing about her. And then bang, suddenly out of the blue she said sternly, “You, last bench fellow, get out, no reasons, meet me at 10.15 break” & continued teaching as if nothing happened. I was shocked at the swiftness & magnitude of her thinking, I never bought a bag or book to college, so I just stood up and started walking out.

All the fuckers were scared to even turn back & look at me because of her. As I sheepishly walked out, I realized that I was toting a boner thinking about her and there was nothing I could do to hide it. All I could was pray to lord kaamraj that she doesn’t notice it. I walked out, roamed outside campus, had a smoke, and loitered around & finally at 10.10 I decided to go meet her.

Being the dominant alpha male I was, I didn’t want to let go of my image of feuding with the faculties. There she was, in her big cabin with a U shaped table in front of her. I never took permission while entering faculty cabin. She was aware of presence and glanced me up and down from the corner of her eye.

As I wondered what she would say, she caught me off guard by asking “what were you doing in class?”. I said sleeping, but she didn’t agree and said I was paying attention. I smiled and said in hindi “yeh pehli baar hoga jab student khud bol raha hai ki who so raha hai aur teacher bol rahi ki woh dhyaan deh raha hai” hahahaha.

(“This might be the 1st time that a student is admitting that he was sleeping but the teacher is saying that he was paying attention?”). “What kind of mockery is this I asked?”. She stopped typing on her laptop, turned to me & said “I’m aware of your antics & stories, your tricks & petty games won’t work on me”.

Damn I started getting a boner again, what was she? Some boner inducing, cock friendly witch?. I was taken aback with her choice of words, anyways she continued “I never said you were paying attention to the class, you and me both know what you were upto”.

As I wondered if she noticed me watching her figure, she showed her tactfulness by saying “If you were really paying attention to the class then it wouldn’t have risen you just as you are rising now”. Like, what the fuck? Did she just speak about my erection? I was aghast, slowly slid behind a chair to which she retorted “I wish you covered your modesty & reputation this well in campus as well”.

Man, this babe was relentless, spitting fire, ripping me apart. I, I of all the people had to listen to this & keep quiet? I was a legend in my campus, with just 6 months left to complete my Master’s in the 2nd best/prestigious college of my state. I took people down with my words, if that didn’t work then my fists definitely would.

I was never good at studies but was outstanding at extra-curricular activities like debates, group discussions etc. for which I was always praised, I had a big social circle with friends everywhere, the campus, the canteen, the shop owners around the campus where I had a room. What would happen to my reputation if they heard this bitch blabber to me like this?

Something needed to be done, something drastic, something shut-your-mouth worthy. I came out from the cover of the chair that was covering my now massive erection, stunned as she was waved her hand to get out of her cabin. My turn to tease, “Mam, do I have to attend the next classes?”. Do what you want she blurted.

I promptly went out and informed the other lecturers that I had her highness’ permission to go home for the day. There’s a bar besides our college, which was my shelter until evening. As I slowly smoked my “Milds” cigarette & let the kick of the neatly drunk vodka to kick in, holding another peg I was seething with rage. Vodka fuelled thirst for revenge.

It was time to beat the war drums, time to take down before the events of the day repeated in public. Being the master strategist I was, I began spinning a web, but never realized that I too would get tangled in it.

My lab supervisor came to me rushing as I had dropped the computer mouse to the floor, just before he could say anything I saw him straight in the eye & my 2 best friends confronted him. He could say nothing, just requested me to accompany him to meet the HOD & pay a fine of Rs. 500 for breaking college property. He explained the situation to her.

“You think you are some kind of hero? Some lion or tiger walking in its own forest? How dare you misuse college property?”. I cut her short “Not a hero, or a lion or tiger. I’m a wolf, & a sly one at that”. The supervisor was taken aback with shock, sure that I would be rusticated. But I had struck the right cord, power begets power they say, how apt, the game began, gears cranking up, lines drawn.

She asked the supervisor to leave, who gleefully silently snickered “she’ll scold you”. I just retorted to him in hindi “chod dunga tumhare madam ko” (I’ll fuck your madam) under my breath. She seemed amused, interested,angry all at the same time. She knew I had dropped the mouse on purpose. “So tell me what you wanted to say?”. I’m sorry I didn’t get you I said.

“You dropped the mouse to prove a point, I’m not naïve you know, these are childish antics & frankly speaking I expected much higher from you especially seeing how high you can rise”. Fuck, another reference to my erection, this woman is crazy. “Tell me frankly, you think I’m an idiot, a chutiya?”. Perfect she’s fallen for it,defenses down, time to rip. “No Mam” I said feebly.

“So tell me, what am I”. Now or never moment. “A young highly educated confident girl born in the land of Kanakana Kindi, travelled around India during education, prefers north Indian food so always visits North Indian College Canteen, likes the color pink, always the attention seeker in her friends circle, completed education in Buffalo University,

wants to be independent so staying away from parents, pretends to be strict but deep down craves adventure & fun, became HOD not became of talent but by charming the pants off the Chairman, more worried about her looks in class rather than students paying attention, prefers luxury brands, loves sarcasm, absolutely loves Golconda wine & occasionally Romanov vodka,

Had a crush in Bhandarkar’s college but soon realized men are unwise & have their brains in their groins, unworthy of her superior intellect, is 34 but looks damn young due to ponds age miracle she buys every month from Reliance Supermarket”

As I was going on and on, she suddenly got up and walked towards me, I didn’t stop, she raised her hand to slap me, I kept going on, she just brought her index finger and kept it on my lips to silence me just as I was saying “34-27-35 and prefers jockey undergarments”. Tell me she said “should I be shocked or angry that my pupil knows & speaks so much & so highly of me”.

I went deaf as I could feel her hot breath on my lips, mustered courage and testosterone & said “Neither, I know you are already impressed”. “So tell me, my little Sherlock” she queried “How did you find out so much, what resources and time did you waste on acquiring this info?”. Funny she used the word waste. “Not a waste, an investment I said”.

She stepped closer, her velvety smooth thighs just brushing my already raging hard-on. We both looked down there, looked up into each other’s eyes. Pre-cum was making a wet spot on my yepme bought cheap jeans. Her move. I Waited, just as you are to now. Please post your valuable inputs/suggestions/feedback below.

 

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