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KABBADI... KABBADI... KABBADI...
This is not my story. I read it long ago on some other website. I like to present my favourite story with slight changes. Thanks to the original author.
— syamala_39
- **Raj Kumar (Maths Sir / Narrator)**: The protagonist. A mathematics teacher who shares a cabin with King. Voyeuristic and lecherous, he secretly watches and participates in the encounters while his wife Shyamala is seduced.
- **Shyamala** ( Syamala_39 ): Raj Kumar’s wife (around 35, looks much younger). Chemistry teacher with a voluptuous figure (36D breasts, bulging buttocks). Initially highly conservative and orthodox, she transforms during the kabaddi match into a lustful participant.
- **King** (king00786 ): 45-year-old Physical Trainer (PT teacher). The main instigator and pervert. Uses physiotherapy and exercises as a pretext to grope students. Masterminds the kabaddi match to seduce Shyamala and the girls. Highly experienced and dominant in the final scenes.
- **Shabana**: College student. Busty and curvy with thick, creamy thighs. Frequent visitor to King for “leg pain” treatment (gets groped under her skirt). Object of Raj Kumar’s leering.
- **Rupali**: College student. Flat-chested but with a fuller lower body. Comes for “breast growth” physiotherapy (receives topless massages from King and later Raj Kumar). Becomes aroused and calls Raj Kumar “Daddy” during sessions.
- **Renuka**: College student. Homely and sweet-looking, slightly plump. Sports enthusiast. Part of the girls’ kabaddi team; gets groped and involved in the group encounters.
- **Kavya**: College student. Modern with a sexy body. Sports enthusiast. Part of the girls’ kabaddi team; participates actively in the escalating match scenes.
- **Hassan**( Mbull hassan ): Male student. Part of the boys’ kabaddi team. Actively involved in groping and fucking Shyamala.
- **Shamsher Ali** ( SHAMSHERA ): Male student. Part of the boys’ kabaddi team. Has a large cock and fucks Shyamala intensely.
**Minor/Supporting**: Other unnamed students and staff in background scenes.
Raj Kumar was a teacher in a degree college in Bangalore. His wife Shyamala was also a teacher in the same college. She taught Chemistry and he taught Maths. Their life was quite peaceful. When he saw that two vacancies had come up in the Ooty college and the pay was much better, both applied and both got the jobs. Residential quarters were given to them and the facilities were also good. The colleagues were very friendly. One of his colleagues was King, a man of 45 years. Ironically, he was appointed as a Physical Trainer. Normally, physical trainers used to be young and this man was older. Since he was quite jovial, Raj Kumar asked him how he had managed to get this job. He replied candidly that he knew the correspondent personally and that he had done some favours for him earlier. Since the number of cabins in the staff room was limited, King and Raj Kumar shared a cabin. Despite his age, King appeared energetic and lively.
While sharing the cabin with King, Raj Kumar found a very strange thing. Though he handled Maths, which was supposed to be a much more difficult subject than Physical Training, the number of students who came to King to clear doubts was far higher. Especially girls thronged to his cabin. It was very intriguing. The girls at the college looked too good. Along with all the flowers, they had also bloomed very well in the chill Ooty climate. Especially the girls with well-developed body features. Nobody would say that these were college girls. So, as these girls came to clear doubts with King, Raj Kumar started observing what “doubts” this man was actually clearing. King sat in his chair with a table and chair opposite to him. Raj Kumar always noticed that King never offered his visitors a seat and always made them stand by his side. That morning, Shabana, a student, walked into their cabin and headed straight for King. Shabana was also Raj Kumar’s student and while taking class, he had always eyed her lecherously. She always used to sit in the first row and some days her skirt would rise slightly and expose her thighs. She had the habit of shaking her legs and whenever she did that, her thighs would be flashed to him. He could see this clearly, especially when he sat in his chair just beneath the blackboard. Just to watch the creamy white thighs of Shabana, he used to give them some Maths problem and then sit in his chair. As usual, Shabana would shake her legs and he would devour the sight of her thighs. He distinctly remembered that once during a mid-term test, he had distributed the question papers and sat in his chair. Shabana was seated in the first row. The paper was extremely tough. He could see that she was in a highly tensed state while writing the answers. In her tension, her leg shaking was frantic. The skirt was slowly rising with every shake and almost half of her thighs were exposed to him. Just then, an idea struck him and he put his pen down. When he knelt down to pick up the pen, he had a darshan of Shabana’s pink coloured panties. What a darshan it was! Her thighs were almost creamy white and very fleshy. As both the thighs converged, in the centre there was the light pink coloured panty with flowers in it. One flower was positioned exactly on top of her cunt. He simply wanted to put his tongue there. Throughout the two-hour test he dropped his pen quite a number of times and had many darshans. Shabana, however, was oblivious to all these things. She continued to freely shake her legs and show her thighs to him. As soon as Shabana entered their staff room, he was reminded of that day.
Shabana wished him “Good morning Sir!” and straightaway headed towards her Physical Trainer, King. King welcomed her with a very warm smile and said,
“Come in Shabana baby! How are you?”
“I am fine, Sir!”
She was standing just opposite to him and there was a table and chair in between them.
King signaled to his side and said,
“Come near baby! Come over here.” He pointed to the space just next to his seat. Shabana walked near him.
“Yes baby, tell me, what exactly do you want to know?”
Shabana glanced towards Raj Kumar’s side to see if he was watching. Just a second before she could look, he buried his eyes into a book and pretended as though he was deeply studying something. Once she was sure that he wasn’t watching or listening, she started talking.
“Sir, I am getting pains in my legs after I exercise!”
“Well, where is it paining, my dear?”
“In the legs, Sir!”
Now King gently placed his hands below her knees and pressed her calves. They must have been very tender. He pressed them gingerly and asked,
“Is it aching here?”
“No Sir, slightly above!”
He raised his hands further and touched her knees and asked,
“Is it here?”
“No, Sir!”
He then placed his hands on the edge of her uniform skirt and put his hands underneath her skirt. Raj Kumar could sense from his seat that his hands must now be on her thighs. A 45-year-old man groping a girl by putting his hands under her skirt…
“Is it here, Shabana?”
As King’s hands tenderly caressed her thighs, Raj Kumar could see that the expression on her face changed slightly and she was relishing this man’s touch.
“Ya, almost near that place,” she blurted.
But King did not stop his exploration. He led his hands further up and touched her panties. He softly pressed his middle finger against her panty line just over her mound and asked,
“No pain here, dear?”
As his fingers pressed her cunt over her panty, Shabana let out a slight gasp and said,
“No, Sir!”
But King did not stop with that. He slid his hands through her hips and placed them on her buttocks and pressed her ass cheeks. He asked her,
“Here too, there is no pain?”
Again Shabana sensed the man’s hands on her buttocks. She allowed him two or three presses and then said,
“No, Sir!”
“Ok girl, I will tell you what you must do…. First of all you are weak in your legs… all along you have been concentrating on the rest of your body. You have to do some leg exercises. Do as I say now! First stand at ease. Yes, spread your legs further. Now bend down and try to touch your feet. First your right hand should touch your left leg and vice versa.”
As Shabana tried to stand in the position told by King, King himself put his hands on her thighs and spread her legs to the desired level. Shabana bent down. Raj Kumar’s eyes almost popped up. She was showing her back to him and as she bent, her skirt rose and exposed her thighs from the back. As she tried to touch her feet, the skirt stood in the air and he could clearly see her panty. One side of her panties was slightly raised up as she bent further and exposed her ass cheeks a little. That was great… a girl giving an ass cheek darshan to him. He thanked his stars that he was sharing a cabin with this King. As she bent down, King put his hands on her hips and tried to turn them slightly so that she could touch her feet. As his hands were on her hips, Raj Kumar could see that his thumb almost brushed against the bottom of her breasts. Shabana turned from this side to that side and as she tried to touch her left foot, he got a glimpse of her right side ass cheek and as she turned to touch her right foot, he got a glimpse of her left side ass cheeks. Raj Kumar gently placed his hands underneath his table and rubbed his cock a little. After about two or three rounds of exercises, Shabana left the room. She did not forget to thank King and King playfully pinched her cheeks and said,
“Do it every day and you will have shapely legs, baby!”
Raj Kumar saw her leaving the room with a smile on her lips.
After Shabana left, King looked at him and winked mischievously. Raj Kumar just smiled and kept quiet.
Another day, Raj Kumar saw Rupali enter their cabin. Rupali, though she was in her class, she resembled someone who was studying in a lower class. Her body growth was not up to her age. She was not very slim. She was in fact fat. But her main problem was that she was flat-chested. He had heard many boys of the college tease her with words like “road roller” and “Feroz Shah Kotla flat pitch” while he had seen her in the college corridors. Rupali walked in demurely and didn’t even look at his side. She went to King and wished him. King, as usual, was his enthusiastic self when talking to girls.
“Yes, Rupali, how are you? Why are you not enrolling for any games?”
“No Sir, I am not interested in playing any games, Sir!” Rupali said. Yeah, that was true. Actually she was the class topper and was a very studious girl. But why did she have to come to King? Raj Kumar was curious.
“Sir, I have a problem!”
King immediately sensed an opportunity. He said,
“Why don’t you come over to my side, Rupali?”
Rupali walked up to his side. She spoke in a very soft voice. Raj Kumar had to strain himself to hear what she was saying.
“Sir, people are teasing me that I look too young!”
King laughed at this and said,
“Hey Rupali, everyone wants to look young. You see me. I am a man of 45… almost old enough to be your grandfather. Even I want to look young only. So if you look young, it is good!”
“No Sir, it’s not that!” Rupali hesitated. She then said reluctantly,
“I am not fully grown up! I do not look how a girl should look…”
Though King got the point, he still pretended as though he did not understand. He said,
“Where exactly are you not grown up? I see that you have a lovely face. Your legs are also tall and good.”
“No.. no, not in the legs!”
King gently placed his hands on her thighs just over her skirt and groped. Rupali was a very shy girl and she went a step backward.
“No, no, not in the thighs…!”
“Come forward, Rupali!” Rupali came forward. He then placed his hands on her hips. It must have titillated her. She laughed and said, “No Sir, there is no problem.” He then slid his hands behind her and groped her buttocks. He cupped her ass cheeks. Raj Kumar could see from behind that though Rupali did not have proper breasts she had well-developed buttocks which were almost bulging under her skirt. King took his time pressing them and then said,
“I see that you have a very good backside!”
Rupali blushed. She almost said in a very hushed tone,
“Sir, my top portion of the body…..” and stopped. As if he understood, King placed his hands on her chest. He pressed her small budding breasts and kneaded her nipples a little along with her tops. Rupali closed her eyes and let him feel her breasts. After pressing them for a few seconds, King took out his hand and said,
“Ya, I see a problem here! But it can be solved!”
Immediately Rupali’s eyes brightened and she said,
“OK Sir, what should I do?”
“Physiotherapy is the best! You need some massage there to activate growth! I will show you how to do it.” So saying he again placed his hands on her breasts. Raj Kumar could see that his hands were fully engulfing her breast. He then slowly rotated his hands on top of the breasts in a circular motion. He increased the speed of the rotary motion gradually and then he was giving her a very fast breast massage. Raj Kumar could see from the corner that Rupali completely enjoyed this. After doing it for about four minutes, he then asked her,
“How do you feel?”
She bowed her head and said,
“Good!”
She then asked him eagerly,
“Sir, will my top become normal if I do it for a month?” Raj Kumar saw that she was carefully avoiding the word breasts in her talk.
“No, no, it will take almost six to eight months.”
Rupali was disappointed.
“Oh, that long, Sir?”
“Why, do you want a change soon?” he asked.
She said shyly, “Yes Sir!”
“Then you have to have a direct massage!”
“How to do that, Sir?” she asked innocently.
“I will show you….. unbutton your shirt!” King said!
As Rupali unbuttoned her shirt, Raj Kumar was almost on the verge of his chair. She totally unbuttoned her shirt. King then ordered,
“Now lower your pinafore a little so that I can slide my hands under your pinafore! Do you wear a bra?”
“No Sir, I don’t because that was not necessary,” Rupali almost bit her lips as she said those words. She lowered her pinafore and King slid his hands into her pinafore and touched her breasts directly. As he fondled her naked breasts, he said,
“See Rupali, you and I should be very professional about this. Just to keep ourselves in check, call me Grandpa throughout the time I massage you!”
Rupali too felt that it was a good idea. Just as she felt King’s hands engulf her breast, she said,
“OK Grandpa!”
King kneaded her nipples. Though her breasts were small, her nipples were almost the size of a ripe grape and King pinched them slightly. He asked her,
“How does it feel, baby?”
Rupali closed her eyes and said,
“It feels good, Grandpa!”
He swiftly moved his hands in a circular motion and massaged her boobs. Rupali held the edge of the table with her hands as she found it difficult to control herself. She said,
“Ahhhhh that feels so good, Grandpa!”
“Ummmmmm pinch softly, Grandpa!”
“This side breast too, Grandpa!”
Raj Kumar was stroking himself furiously on seeing this man balling the young girl’s boobs. After about ten minutes of balling, King stopped.
He then said,
“Drink lots of milk and keep doing this exercise!”
“Ok Sir, I will do it every day in my room!” Rupali said enthusiastically. King gave her an odd glance.
“Hey, how are you planning to do it in your room?”
“Why, I will massage myself every day!” she said.
King gave a teasing smile and said,
“This will not work if you massage yourself! This method will work only if a male’s hands touch your breasts!”
“But Sir, where will I go for ….?”
“Why, you haven’t got a boyfriend?”
Again, Rupali bowed her head and said,
“No Sir!”
“Then you will have to come to me whenever I am free!” King said as if he was reluctantly helping her! Rupali agreed to this and thanked him and left. The funniest part was she never even realized that Raj Kumar was sitting in the same room too. Only after her fourth day of successful boob massage, while she was leaving she casually glanced towards the other corner and froze when she saw him. She was still shocked. She came near him and muttered,
“Sir, I am just getting treated by King Sir…..” She was at a loss for words. King got up and came near them. He put his arms comfortingly around her and said,
“Don’t worry Rupali, Maths Sir will not tell anybody about this treatment. You can come every day like before!”
Raj Kumar too didn’t want to stop his daily free boob massage show. He said very encouragingly,
“It’s OK Rupali.. it’s after all a treatment. I will not tell anybody!”
So Rupali continued to come. One day when Rupali came in as usual for her boob massage, King said,
“Rupali, today I am having some pain in my hands. Today Maths Sir will massage you!”
Raj Kumar could not believe his ears. Wow, what an opportunity. Even as Rupali was hesitant, King himself held her hands and brought her towards him. She shyly stood before him and unbuttoned her shirt. His hands could not wait to enter into her pinafore and touch her tender breasts. Already King had been “treating” her for more than ten days and it was having its effect. He could see that her breasts were slowly developing now. He slid his hands inside and gently felt up her breasts. Then he slowly started massaging her exactly as King had advised. Since he had watched the massage procedure every day, he did not need any training and he circled his hands exactly as King used to do. Since he was considerably younger than King, Rupali was very much aroused by his touch and she did an unexpected thing. All these days whenever she felt pleasure, she would moan “Go on Grandpa!” to King. That day, since he was massaging her, she started moaning,
“Oh yes .. ya press there…. more harder please…”
As she called him, he felt more erotic and balled her to his heart’s pleasure. He could see that King had openly stripped himself of his pants and was watching them and stroking his dick. After the massage, Rupali thanked him and left. Raj Kumar genuinely thanked King for his kind gesture. He winked and said,
“Not just thanks, give me a treat!” Raj Kumar said OK and invited him to his house for dinner that weekend.
King reached his house sharply at eight. When he saw his wife his eyes lecherously feasted on her. Let him tell some words about his wife here. His wife was around thirty-five but she hardly looked twenty-five. She had a very good body structure. Her breasts were of size 36D and she had bulging buttocks too. He was sure that all the boys of the classes she handled must be shagging thinking about her buttocks when she turned around to the blackboard to write something on it. But despite her bodily assets, she was highly conservative in sex. In fact they copulated only two times a month and that too in the strictly conventional man-on-top woman-on-bottom position. Whenever he had suggested any change, she had refused resolutely. When he tried to bring a triple X CD to the house, after watching it for a few minutes she got furious and threw the CD outside. So, one can understand how conservative she was. When he told her that the physical trainer King was coming to their house for dinner, she looked surprised. But her traditional upbringing made her respect an older man and she welcomed him warmly. Once they were seated in the hall, she went into the kitchen to bring some snacks. They started to have some drinks. While Raj Kumar had whisky, King had rum. As soon as she left the room, King turned to him and said,
“Hey Raj Kumar, your wife looks really sexy in this homely outfit. I have already noticed how well built she is at college but at home she looks even more sexy!”
Though he knew where this talk was leading to, Raj Kumar played his part and said,
“Thanks for the compliments!”
Encouraged by his positive response, immediately King asked him,
“Will you let me have some fun with her?” He never expected him to ask such a question. He looked at him blankly. He immediately said,
“Fun means well not screwing her and all….. what can I do at this age… just balling and groping and some licking….” He licked his lips as if to demonstrate his intentions. Raj Kumar never expected him to come out so openly with such an indecent proposal. Anyway he was sharing a cabin with him and they had shared a lot of intimate moments… (One day they had even balled Rupali simultaneously with each of them massaging one breast each). Moreover he was an older man. So, he controlled his anger and said,
“Forget it King, she is my wife….. she is not one of your college girls who is free to serve you!”
King’s face darkened for a minute. Meanwhile his wife came back with some snacks and served them. As she served, he could see that her sari had slightly deviated and her fair hips were visible to King. King was just ogling at her sexy hips. Again, his wife went into the kitchen to make dinner. This time King appeared to be restless. He said,
“Raj Kumar, I need your wife man… she is just too sexy…. I will do whatever you want!”
He simply ignored his stupid talk. He said,
“Look here Raj Kumar….. you have seen Shabana, that student, I will arrange for you to screw her. You can screw your balls out.”
He was startled. Of course Shabana was a sexy girl whom any male in the college would love to fuck. He had seen her being groped by King. But would he be able to make her get screwed by him? He looked at him unbelievably. King went on a frenzy. He said,
“I will make her do anything that you say Raj Kumar….. She will suck your cock… she will lick your balls…. whatever you want she will do, she will be your slave for a day…. all I want in exchange is just to feel up your wife.. I want to see her naked… lick her hips.. feel up her fleshy buttocks and shag….. that’s all…..”
He just thought for a moment. The deal was brilliant. After all this man could do nothing much with his wife. And in exchange, he gets a sweet girl to suck his cock…. it was a great deal….
Seeing him think without any objection, King felt encouraged. He asked him, “What is the problem mate, tell me…..”
“Well King, to be honest with you, I love the deal. But my wife is the hitch. She will not accept.”
As soon as he said he was OK with the deal, King’s eyes shone. He said,
“That part you leave it to me!”
Raj Kumar just watched silently what was going to happen. Within a few minutes, his wife served them dinner. Throughout the dinner, King was talking in a very fatherly way to her. His wife too enjoyed his talk and even showed him her earlier day albums where she had won a kabaddi tournament as captain of her college team. When his wife mentioned kabaddi, naturally King, as a physical trainer, was very interested and asked her which tricks she employed for catching opponent team members. They discussed kabaddi for some time. Once dinner was over and they were sitting in the balcony having paan, his wife gave some more paan to King. While taking the paan his hands accidentally brushed against her fingers. His wife did not mind. King looked at his wife and asked, “Shyamala Beti (daughter), how old are you?”
His wife said,
“I am 34”
“Really, I can’t believe it…. I thought you were 20”
Shyamala laughed. Encouraged by this, he gently put his hands over hers and pressed them and said,
“Beti, you are so beautiful!”
His wife did not know where this was all leading to. So she remained silent. Just at that second, King pulled his wife towards him and made her sit on his lap. Before his wife could understand what was happening, he forcefully turned her face towards him and kissed her lips. His hands were pressing the back of his wife’s head and he would have kissed her for a minute. His wife pushed him vehemently and got up. She slapped him repeatedly four or five times. Seeing his wife’s reaction, Raj Kumar too had to act. He also acted as though he was offended and asked King to get out. King left his house silently. His wife was shouting about him the whole night. She even fired him for bringing such lecherous old men to the house and spoiling its purity. He consoled her that the man had had too much rum and did not know what he was doing.
Next day, he advised King also to say the same thing and he too went to his wife and apologized. His wife reluctantly agreed. King and he never discussed the incident. One day, Shabana came to King for some advice on some exercise. He purposely made her bend in all directions so that Raj Kumar could see all her bodily assets. Once she left the room, King glanced at him. His cock was in full form after seeing her panties and ass cheeks. He asked him,
“What Raj Kumar, want to screw her?”
He said “yes”.
“Then what about your wife?”
“You know how she is… so why talk about things that can never happen?”
“Hey, every woman is a slut…. only thing is you will have to create the right situation to make her a slut.”
He remained silent. He said,
“Raj Kumar, I have a master plan…!”
He listened intently. He said,
“See, do you know Renuka and Kavya?”
Both of them were his students. Both of them were the most beautiful girls in college. If Renuka was very homely and sweet looking, Kavya was modern and had a sexy body. Two things were common between them. Both of them were very much interested in sports and both of them were very strict as far as boys were concerned. They could not even see them in the corridor chatting with the boys. Both were among the very few girls who never came to King’s cabin for his “treatment”. So when King asked him about them, he wondered what he was planning. King continued.
“See, I had always wanted to grope those two girls for a long time. Now your wife has also joined that list. So, I have a master plan whereby we can have all these three women.” He listened to his plan.
“See Raj Kumar, we will have a kabaddi match in the ground at my house. It is a private match with only two teams. You, Hassan and Shamsher Ali will be in one team. Kavya, Renuka and your wife will be in another team. I will be the referee… How about it!” The whole plan looked absurd. Of course Kavya and Renuka were already in the college girls’ kabaddi team and Hassan and Shamsher Ali were in the boys’ team. His wife was an ex-kabaddi champion. He had never won any tournament but he too had played kabaddi in his college days and was not bad himself. But the idea was far-fetched because he was sure Renuka and Kavya would never agree to play with boys and he was not sure if his wife would agree to play kabaddi at all at this age. He told King his suspicions. He listened calmly. He said,
“That part, you leave it to me. This Tuesday there is a kabaddi practice match at our college. You somehow bring your wife to watch it. I will take care of the rest.”
Though he was not confident, he followed King’s instructions. He somehow convinced his wife that they should stay back after college hours and watch the practice match just for old times’ sake. His wife was not very receptive but she agreed. They went to the college grounds where boys and girls were practicing separately. King was of course there giving instructions and coaching them. On seeing them, he approached them and respectfully wished his wife. No one would say this was the same lecherous man who had forcefully kissed her. His wife too seemed to pardon him as an older man. He suggested that his wife could share some of her experiences and offer tips to the girls who were practicing. His wife too went and chatted with the girls. Of course Renuka and Kavya were there too. He silently watched as his wife coached the girls’ team and King coached the boys. After about ten minutes King called for a tea break. As they were having tea they were chatting about kabaddi. He noticed that King had carefully sent the others away and only the persons listed in King’s plan, i.e. Renuka, Kavya, Shamsher Ali, Hassan, his wife and himself were there. King said,
“We need to have different strategies for boys’ kabaddi and girls’ kabaddi. Of course girls’ kabaddi is too soft!”
His wife intervened and said,
“Nothing like that, strategies are the same.”
Again King said,
“No no, boys’ kabaddi is totally different from the girls’ game.”
They both started arguing a lot.
King said,
“Whatever strategy you use, do you think girls can beat boys in kabaddi?”
Not knowing the trap set for her, his wife said,
“Ya, I am sure!”
“That is plain talk….. easy to say, tough to do!” King further kindled her. His wife was getting angry. She said,
“No no, I know it can be done… kabaddi is not a game of strength it is a game of tactics!”
King then said,
“I am challenging you that boys can never be defeated by girls in kabaddi! If you prove otherwise I will leave this physical trainer job!” He was almost shouting. Raj Kumar understood that he was purposely kindling her. His wife too was very angry. She said,
“Ok I will prove it to you!”
King immediately seized the initiative. He said,
“OK, we will have a kabaddi match between boys and girls. Since college management will not like it, we will have it in my house grounds. Shyamala, you have talked so much. So you lead the girls’ team. Let these two girls be with you. These two boys will be in the boys’ team. I am old. So, Raj Kumar will be heading the boys’ team in my place. I am throwing an open challenge at you! What do you say?”
Since his wife had already spoken too much, she had to agree. Her ego did not permit her to back off. She agreed. To his surprise, he found that even Renuka and Kavya did not offer any resistance. Since his wife was there, they were confident that nothing untoward would happen. They fixed Saturday evening as the time of the match.
The Saturday came. He was waiting for the evening. They then proceeded directly to King’s house. His house was almost on top of a small hill in Ooty. He had a well-maintained garden. Besides it, there was a basketball court and open ground. They reached there sharp at five. King welcomed them. He found that the boys Shamsher Ali and Hassan had already come and they were exercising. They were in their shorts and banians. Both of them were his wife’s students. They wished her. His wife too wished them. He found that she was getting tensed. The thought that she had to be in the field along with her students must have made her feel odd. Renuka and Kavya arrived just five minutes after them. They were wearing their kabaddi team dress which was a short skirt and tops. His wife and he had brought dresses with them. They went to the change rooms and changed into dresses suited for the match. He wore shorts and banian like the other boys. But his wife was hesitant to wear a short skirt. So she wore her tracksuit which was a pant and T-shirt. When she stepped out, King, Shamsher Ali and Hassan were all surprised as they had always seen her in a sari and never in such a dress. This tracksuit fit closely to her body and the pant could not hide the fact that she had very good buttocks. The match started. King sat in the chair at the centre. His wife, Kavya and Renuka were on one side.
Himself, Shamsher Ali and Hassan were on the other. First it was their turn to go into the girls’ territory. They decided to send Shamsher Ali. As Shamsher Ali went in, he found that the two girls were in one corner and his wife was on the other. Shamsher Ali headed for the girls straightaway. He tried to touch them. But they were careful. When Shamsher Ali tried to go deep, his wife came from this side. Shamsher Ali escaped from being grabbed by his wife. He returned. Then Renuka came inside. Renuka was short. She was slightly plump also. Her skirt was rising as she tried to run here and there and her creamy white thighs flashed. He immediately got a hard-on seeing her thighs at close quarters. He wondered what the boys must have felt. He saw that Shamsher Ali too was eyeing her plump thighs. Just when it looked like Renuka would return back, Shamsher Ali dived upon her and held her thighs. He could see the instant reaction of Renuka. Just as Shamsher Ali’s hands came in contact with her thighs, she let out a gasp. Shamsher Ali tightened his grip. Immediately Hassan came from the other end and he hugged Renuka from behind not allowing her to get back. He could distinctly see his hand brush against her breasts. He too did not want to miss out on the opportunity. Though it was pretty clear that Renuka could not escape these two guys and there was no need of his help, he too went and caught her other thigh which was free. Oh, how soft it was. He slowly raised his hands and felt up her thighs. It was so soft and fleshy. For Renuka, it must have been a first-time experience where she had two guys holding each of her thighs and one guy hugging her from behind. She let out her breath and King declared her out.
Then Hassan went in. Hassan again was trying for Kavya. Kavya kept going behind and behind. Hassan followed her. He was just a foot away from her. He extended his hands to touch her. Just then his wife came from this side and caught his thighs. Hassan was really hairy and he had hairs on his legs too. His wife caught his thighs. Hassan tried to get out of her clutches. But by this time, Kavya too hugged him from the front and pulled him towards her. They somehow managed to bring him down. His wife never left his legs and Kavya fell flat on Hassan to prevent him from moving. Her breasts were brushing against his chest. Hassan lost his breath. He was declared out. So he went out and Renuka came in. Then, his wife came in. She tried to get him out by touching him. Just as she followed him, Shamsher Ali came running from behind and put both his hands just on her T-shirt pressing her boobs. My god! It was such a rare sight. His wife’s boobs were jiggling in that T-shirt and just then Shamsher Ali’s hands covered them. A boy, her own student, pressed her boobs right in front of her husband. His wife even then never gave her breath. She immediately turned towards him and forcefully removed his hands. As she tried to touch her line, Shamsher Ali desperately tried to pull her back. He would have touched her breasts, her stomach etc. but his wife proved to be slippery and she went back successfully and Shamsher Ali was out.
He was left alone now. He went in. The two girls clasped their hands to each other and waited for him to come up further. In the corner of his eyes, he was looking at his wife. He knew that she would come from behind. Just as his wife started moving and he got distracted a bit, immediately Renuka pulled his legs. He fell down. Within a second both the girls were over him. Kavya had fallen over him in such a way that her boobs were just over his face. He could clearly sense Renuka’s soft hips over his cock. What a feeling! Two girls over him. He pretended as though he was trying to escape from them and just groped his hands as far as possible. He could distinctly feel his hands grabbing a breast. He did not know whose it was…. Renuka’s or Kavya’s…. it was soft, round and firm. He also managed to press some ass cheeks. Since he had pressed two different types of ass cheeks….. one the plump one must be Renuka’s and the other small soft one must be Kavya’s…. he guessed he had pressed the buttocks of both the girls. By this time his wife too joined them and she expertly twisted his arm which made him lose his breath immediately. He was declared out. They could not believe it. Within five minutes they had lost the opening game. It was a best of five. So he came back and had a short team meeting. King also joined them. He could see that his wife was giving a triumphant smile at King.
King said aloud,
“See boys, the main problem was you were not agile enough. You did not move fast. I think there is a problem with your dress. Why don’t you strip off your shorts and just wear a jaddi. And Raj Kumar, you are doing the team no good by wearing those pants which are easy for the opponents to grasp.” Immediately all three of them stripped off their other dresses and they were in just their jaddis. All the boob touching had given him a big erection and with the jaddi it was fairly obvious to everyone. He saw that the boys too were having an erection. He noticed that Renuka was glancing at his erection and when he looked at her, she glanced away. The second game started.
Renuka came in first this time. As soon as she came she came towards him thinking that he was a safe bet when compared to the boys. Just as she extended her hands to touch him, he caught hold of her hands and pulled her to him. She fell on him and both of them lost balance and fell down. While falling, her face pressed against him and accidentally their lips touched each other’s. Oh, what a sensation it was. She must have just wetted her lips with her tongue, he guessed. Her lips were moist with saliva and just as her lips brushed against his lips, his lips too became wet. He fell down and Renuka fell over him. Immediately he put his hands underneath and tried to grab her. His hands touched her thighs. He brought his hand slightly above and took it up her skirt until his hands rested on her panty just above her buttocks. He pressed her ass cheeks. As she struggled to get up, he hugged her buttocks even more tightly and as she violently moved her head, his lips came in contact with her lips quite a number of times. By then, Shamsher Ali and Hassan joined. He could see that they went for her plump breasts. They balled them to their desire. Though Renuka lost her breath, King delayed giving her out and he kept pressing her ass while Shamsher Ali and Hassan kept balling one of her breasts each. When King declared her out and she got up and went, she looked like a girl who had been gang-raped. Shamsher Ali went in and straightaway went for his wife this time. Just when his wife thought he was going back, he turned and hit straight at her boobs. It was a powerful hit. Straight at the right boob just over her T-shirt. When his wife tried to catch him, he slipped off and came.
It was left to Kavya to save her team. She walked in. He saw that by this time both Shamsher Ali and Hassan’s cocks were tenting in their jaddis and he was not bad himself. As Kavya approached, she could not take her eyes off their bulging jaddis. She tried to go back but just as she turned Hassan pulled her skirt. She fell down and her skirt was raised up to her panty. What legs she got…. very shapely, very model-like….. He immediately fell down upon her such that his head just rested over her panty. He could almost smell her pussy…. wow! He moved his head such that his lips brushed against her thighs. He could see that Hassan put his head on her breasts and Shamsher Ali fell over her such that his jaddi was on top of her face with his cock pressing her face. Kavya surrendered immediately. Again, seeing their comfortable position where each one of them had buried their heads into her, King delayed the call for a few minutes. They had won the second game. He could see that his wife was tensed and she wanted to win anyway. He could see King commenting to the boys...
“Well done boys! You have proved how much superior boys are to girls….. The dress only made us lose the first game…. Once my boys were in jaddi, the girls had nothing to hold on to…. and we could win easily…..!” As King said this, he could see that his wife exchanged glances with the other two girls. They had a secret discussion. Then his wife came to them. She looked at King and said,
“Last round we had lost because you took the advantage of our dress. And with you stripping to jaddi you have an unfair advantage. So we have decided to strip to our underwear. But I want all this to be highly professional and it should remain a secret. The girls and myself would not prefer this news going out. If you promise to keep it secret, we will play the next game in our underwear.”
As his wife spoke, he could see that the boys were almost nodding even before she could complete. He agreed. King gave a moment of thought as though he were very professional about the whole thing and said,
“Every team has the freedom to choose its attire. After all it’s a private match!”
His wife left. They went behind a tree and when they came out it was a sight that he could never forget. First Renuka came out. She had a black bra and black panties. The bra was too small to cover her plump breasts. It exposed a lot of cleavage. It was the same with her panties. As she walked, it was evident that the panties could not fully hide her ass cheeks which were bulging out. Next Kavya came out. She was wearing a green panty and blue bra. As she was lean, the inner wear covered her private parts fully but as she was tall, her legs and thighs were exposed and anyone could shag just seeing her legs. Then his wife came out. As the boys were wearing jaddis the reaction could be clearly seen. Their cocks gave a throb just as their chemistry teacher came out in bra and panty. His wife looked completely different. Shyamala was wearing a pink coloured bra and a matching rose coloured panty. Her thighs were almost like Sridevi’s. Her boobs were popping out. Her hips were slender like Aishwarya’s. And she had a nice protruding ass like Dimple’s. Even he who had seen her naked many times and who had screwed her, found it difficult not to get excited. The boys could not wait to get their hands on her. King was just licking his lips looking at his wife’s breasts. The third game started.
First, Hassan went in. More than trying to get them out, he could see that he was going deeper and deeper just with the hope that his wife would fall on him. When it looked like his wife was very defensive this time, suddenly Renuka caught Hassan’s hips. As he turned, he fell on her. Kavya too fell upon him. His wife was cautiously keeping away because if she too touched him and if Hassan escaped the whole team would get out. But Hassan pushed the girls and got up. But both the girls were clinging to him from both sides and pulling him. Their breasts just under their bras were crashing against his body. But Hassan was stronger and he was steadily pulling back and along with both the girls he was approaching the line. Just when it looked like he would return back, Renuka bit his shoulders in desperation. At the same time Kavya pulled him back and Hassan fell down. Still, he tried to creep back. When there were just a few more yards, his wife took an instant decision and she dived at him from behind and pulled his jaddi. Just as she pulled him back, Hassan lost his breath and King declared him out. Next Renuka came in. As she neared Shamsher Ali, Shamsher Ali hugged her tightly but she slipped off and went back. He was left alone. He went in. Once he reached the middle, both the girls dived on him. As he tried to slip off, Renuka pulled at his jaddi. He tried to wriggle away but Kavya bit his face. He guessed that they were now desperate to win and were violent. Still it felt good that her teeth pressed against his face. He could sense the wetness in his face due to her saliva. He lost his breath and before King could blow the whistle, he took revenge and took a bite at Kavya’s face. As the whistle blew, he took out his teeth and he gently brushed his lips against her tender cheeks. He found that she was shyly wiping his bite mark on her face as he walked out. They had lost the third game.
King called them and started counselling. He said,
“Just last round, I allowed you to choose your attire. So I don’t see anything wrong in this. We promise to be professional.” Just as he was talking, Shamsher Ali removed his underwear and his wife who was about to answer King stopped short. Her eyes were glued to Shamsher Ali’s cock. It was almost 11 inches and it was circumcised at the edge having a nice pink end. He could see his wife involuntarily lick her lips. She didn’t say anything and went back. After a minute of consultation with her teammates she came back. Knowing how conservative his wife was, he was sure that she was going to call it quits. Shyamala came to them and said, “Ok, we agree for the boys’ team to strip. But we don’t want to give them any undue advantage. So, we have also planned to strip totally. But again, we want the whole thing to be professional. Remember that it is just a game!”
His heart skipped a beat. He reluctantly pulled out of his jaddi and stood naked. Within minutes all three girls stripped themselves of their bras and panties. They did not even bother to go under the tree this time. Renuka had pink nipples. Her cunt was fully shaven and looked like a bun. Kavya had brown nipples. She must not have shaven her cunt for more than a month. Her cunt was very hairy. His wife had big black nipples which were erect. He thought that this must be due to seeing the boys’ cocks. Her cunt had a bush of hair which was well trimmed. The fourth round started.
First Renuka came in. Once she was about a foot from the boys, Shamsher Ali could not control himself and he jumped at her. He could see that his hands were groping her buttocks. As he held her, Raj Kumar stepped in and caught hold of her from behind. He wanted to take maximum advantage. He kept one hand over her naked breast and his other hand on her shaved cunt. His erect cock was pressing against her ass and Shamsher Ali’s hands. But Renuka did not give her breath. He gently rolled her nipples in his hand. This time she let out a gasp and stopped saying “kabaddi”. King declared her out but not before he rolled her right nipple and Shamsher Ali kept his face against her plump breasts.
This time for a change he went in first for his team. He focused on Kavya. As he touched her breasts and turned to return, she dived on him and they both fell. Kavya’s face was just next to his cock. He tried to turn but his wife fell upon the top portion of his body and he had to lie facing upward. Still, he tried to crawl his legs upward. And naturally, he was stronger and was pulling them both towards the line. At this point, Kavya did an unexpected thing… without anything to hold on to, she caught hold of his cock. As the hands of this college girl covered his cock, his cock stiffened. But he didn’t give up. He kept on crawling. He also pushed her hands and held them back. Kavya saw that he was nearing the line and her hands were also held by him. She did an unexpected thing then….. She put her mouth over his cock and pulled his cock with her mouth hoping to pull him back. As he sensed the warmness of her mouth on his cock, he knew that she was desperate. He wanted to extend this blissful moment. So, he held his breath and kept saying “kabaddi kabaddi”. Kavya was sucking his cock violently. His wife who was lying on top of him saw this but she too did not resist. She also wanted to win desperately. After four or five sucks, he gave in and let his breath out.
His wife went in. The boys were eager to have her inside the line. Once she crossed the line, immediately Shamsher Ali pulled her down. Hassan was bolder and after seeing Kavya suck his cock, they knew that anything was OK now. So as his wife tried to wriggle out from them, each of them started sucking each boob. His wife still kept saying “kabaddi kabaddi”. Hassan licked her big black nipples and gently bit them. His wife didn’t give in. Shamsher Ali licked her breast and went down and started licking her cunt. He forcefully spread her legs and put his tongue into his chemistry teacher’s cunt. His wife did not stop saying kabaddi. He bit her thighs. He slightly turned her and bit her buttocks. But his wife would not stop. Hassan went up and positioned his dick just above her mouth and just when she opened her mouth to say kabaddi, he inserted his cock into her mouth. His wife, with a 12-inch cock in her mouth still managed to say kabaddi. King neared them and he had to kneel down to hear her kabaddis as they were coming very faintly with a cock in her mouth. As he kneeled next to her, Raj Kumar could see that he casually put a hand on her breast and felt her up. Hassan started moving his cock slowly at first and then rhythmically in a fucking motion and he was mouth-fucking his wife. Shamsher Ali was deeply licking her cunt and just then he noticed a strange thing. Since both the boys were busy licking and mouth-fucking his wife, they were not holding her now and if his wife desired she could easily move out. But she was lying there allowing herself to be mouth-fucked and her cunt to be licked. King too understood this. He signaled to Shamsher Ali and Shamsher Ali quickly mounted his cock into her cunt and started fucking her. His wife stopped saying kabaddis but never got up. Shamsher Ali’s 14-inch cock was pumping her furiously now. Just as it looked like his wife was going to come, King suddenly blew the whistle and declared her out. The boys as if on cue tried to get up. His wife who was blissfully enjoying 2 cocks of college boys did not understand what was happening. As the boys were getting up, she looked around. She realized the situation. She then did an unexpected thing. She pulled back Shamsher Ali and made him fall on top of her. She pressed his buttocks. Shamsher Ali acted as though he did not understand…. His wife kept pressing his cock and rubbing it against her wet cunt which was oozing now. But Shamsher Ali acted innocent and asked…. “What do you want Madam?”
His wife with her eyes half closed said,
“Do it!”
“What Madam?”
She was getting impatient. She wanted his cock inside her cunt very badly. She said,
“Put it in!”
“Put what?” he asked.
She became restless now.
She caught hold of his cock by her hands and put it inside her cunt and said,
“Bloody idiot, fuck me fuck me like you did just now…. come on pump the cunt of your Madam!”
Shamsher Ali was encouraged and he mounted her again. He kissed her lips. His wife extended her tongue and played with his. He fucked her like a machine.
Raj Kumar looked at the two college girls who were standing naked next to him. They were keenly watching his wife getting fucked by the boys. He went near Renuka and put his hand on her breast. She did not resist. He kissed her and she responded with her pink tongue. As he was kissing her and pressing her boobs, he felt a hand on his cock. He saw that it was Kavya. She was rubbing his cock with her hands. She looked at his cock and was licking her lips. He turned to her and said,
“Suck me!”
As if obeying orders, she immediately knelt before him and took his cock in her mouth. For a starter she sucked well. As she sucked he licked Renuka’s breasts. He took one breast at a time and tried to put it fully in his mouth. She said,
“Ahhhhhhh Raj Kumar Master……. I am feeling wet there!”
She took his hands and placed them on her shaved pussy. By this time Kavya had sucked him hard and his cock was in full temper. It was wet with Kavya’s saliva too. He made Renuka lie down and inserted his cock into her cunt. Since she was a virgin, it was difficult. But the lubrication created by Renuka’s cunt juices and Kavya’s saliva was helpful and he was able to penetrate her.
“Aahhhhhhhh” she said.
He started slowly and pumped her. He pulled Kavya to his side and kneaded her nipples. He sucked on them while he fucked Renuka. He could also see that Shamsher Ali was violently fucking his wife now.
“Faster, you bastard, pump it in don’t stop” his wife was in full command. She turned to Hassan and pulled his dick to her mouth. She lashed at it with her tongue. After making it sufficiently wet, she said,
“Fuck me!”
Hassan who was completely new wondered where to fuck as Shamsher Ali was pumping the single hole that he knew of. His wife became impatient. She tilted to one side without letting Shamsher Ali take out his cock from her cunt and showed her plump buttocks to Hassan. She rubbed her hand on her buttocks as if to signal him. But Hassan did not understand.
“Fuck my ass….. you asshole” finally she told openly. Hassan slid his cock into her ass. As Shamsher Ali thrust from one side into her cunt, Hassan thrust from behind into her ass.
“Aaahhhhhhhh that’s good…. Hassan….. you cunt-licking bastard…. don’t stop……. Shamsher Ali… My boob sucker keep the tempo…. ya right there….. bloody…. fuck….. ahhhhhhhh …….. ya … drill my ass….. you bastard…..”
Here, he was pumping his heart out into Renuka’s cunt. Kavya got up and sat near his face pointing her cunt to him. He licked it. He put his tongue deep into her. She closed her eyes and enjoyed it…
“Master……. ummmmm lick more…. deeply….. aahhhhhhh”
As he licked he pumped faster.
Renuka yelled….
“Master, I am coming……. ahhhhhhh don’t stop……. keep fucking…….. ooooooooohhhhhhhh”
As he was nearing to come himself, he got up from Renuka and mounted Kavya…. She spread her legs wide to accommodate him. He started fucking her.
He turned to Renuka and said…..
“Go behind and lick my ass.” She went and started licking his ass. Her small tongue entering his ass felt good…..!
He was nearing to come. Kavya too was moaning loudly now….
“Ahhhhh Master….. It feels so good…. your cock in my cunt……. Ohhhh great……. yaa….. Ahhhhhhhhh”
He kissed her lips and bit them as he came with a shudder…..
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
His wife was still not through and now he could see King mounting her with both the boys after having safely deposited their cum into his wife’s two holes, who were sucking her breasts. The 45-year-old man who was sent out of the house last week by his conservative wife was happily fucking her.
King leaned down, sucking on her neck and breasts, leaving marks as he fucked her with expert rhythm—slow deep strokes followed by fast pounding that made her scream. “Your fat ass and these juicy tits were made for this, Shyamala… I’ve wanted to fuck you raw since the first day I saw you in that sari… now you’re my slutty chemistry teacher, aren’t you?” He slapped her ass hard, making her yelp and clench around him.
Shyamala arched her back, her voluptuous body trembling as another orgasm built. Her heavy 36D breasts heaved wildly, nipples stiff and glistening from the boys’ sucking, while her thick thighs wrapped tightly around King’s waist, pulling him deeper into her dripping cunt. “Yes… I’m your slut… fuck me like the whore I am… make me cum on your cock again… aaahhh King… I’m cumming… don’t stop… fill me with your hot cum!” Her body shook violently as she climaxed, her cunt gushing around King’s thick shaft, juices coating his balls as he groaned and thrust a few more times before exploding deep inside her, pumping load after load into her well-fucked pussy.
The boys kept sucking her sensitive breasts, biting and licking her big black nipples as King collapsed on top of her, both breathing heavily. Shyamala’s hands still caressed his back, her hips grinding subtly against him. She whispered hotly into his ear, “More… don’t pull out yet… keep fucking your beti’s fat ass and cunt… I need your experienced cock all night… those young boys were just warm-up.” King chuckled, his cock twitching back to life inside her as he started slow, deep thrusts again, mauling her massive tits while the boys continued devouring her body. Shyamala moaned louder, completely lost in lust, her conservative inhibitions gone forever.
This is not my story. I read it long ago on some other website. I like to present my favourite story with slight changes. Thanks to the original author.
— syamala_39
- **Raj Kumar (Maths Sir / Narrator)**: The protagonist. A mathematics teacher who shares a cabin with King. Voyeuristic and lecherous, he secretly watches and participates in the encounters while his wife Shyamala is seduced.
- **Shyamala** ( Syamala_39 ): Raj Kumar’s wife (around 35, looks much younger). Chemistry teacher with a voluptuous figure (36D breasts, bulging buttocks). Initially highly conservative and orthodox, she transforms during the kabaddi match into a lustful participant.
- **King** (king00786 ): 45-year-old Physical Trainer (PT teacher). The main instigator and pervert. Uses physiotherapy and exercises as a pretext to grope students. Masterminds the kabaddi match to seduce Shyamala and the girls. Highly experienced and dominant in the final scenes.
- **Shabana**: College student. Busty and curvy with thick, creamy thighs. Frequent visitor to King for “leg pain” treatment (gets groped under her skirt). Object of Raj Kumar’s leering.
- **Rupali**: College student. Flat-chested but with a fuller lower body. Comes for “breast growth” physiotherapy (receives topless massages from King and later Raj Kumar). Becomes aroused and calls Raj Kumar “Daddy” during sessions.
- **Renuka**: College student. Homely and sweet-looking, slightly plump. Sports enthusiast. Part of the girls’ kabaddi team; gets groped and involved in the group encounters.
- **Kavya**: College student. Modern with a sexy body. Sports enthusiast. Part of the girls’ kabaddi team; participates actively in the escalating match scenes.
- **Hassan**( Mbull hassan ): Male student. Part of the boys’ kabaddi team. Actively involved in groping and fucking Shyamala.
- **Shamsher Ali** ( SHAMSHERA ): Male student. Part of the boys’ kabaddi team. Has a large cock and fucks Shyamala intensely.
**Minor/Supporting**: Other unnamed students and staff in background scenes.
Raj Kumar was a teacher in a degree college in Bangalore. His wife Shyamala was also a teacher in the same college. She taught Chemistry and he taught Maths. Their life was quite peaceful. When he saw that two vacancies had come up in the Ooty college and the pay was much better, both applied and both got the jobs. Residential quarters were given to them and the facilities were also good. The colleagues were very friendly. One of his colleagues was King, a man of 45 years. Ironically, he was appointed as a Physical Trainer. Normally, physical trainers used to be young and this man was older. Since he was quite jovial, Raj Kumar asked him how he had managed to get this job. He replied candidly that he knew the correspondent personally and that he had done some favours for him earlier. Since the number of cabins in the staff room was limited, King and Raj Kumar shared a cabin. Despite his age, King appeared energetic and lively.
While sharing the cabin with King, Raj Kumar found a very strange thing. Though he handled Maths, which was supposed to be a much more difficult subject than Physical Training, the number of students who came to King to clear doubts was far higher. Especially girls thronged to his cabin. It was very intriguing. The girls at the college looked too good. Along with all the flowers, they had also bloomed very well in the chill Ooty climate. Especially the girls with well-developed body features. Nobody would say that these were college girls. So, as these girls came to clear doubts with King, Raj Kumar started observing what “doubts” this man was actually clearing. King sat in his chair with a table and chair opposite to him. Raj Kumar always noticed that King never offered his visitors a seat and always made them stand by his side. That morning, Shabana, a student, walked into their cabin and headed straight for King. Shabana was also Raj Kumar’s student and while taking class, he had always eyed her lecherously. She always used to sit in the first row and some days her skirt would rise slightly and expose her thighs. She had the habit of shaking her legs and whenever she did that, her thighs would be flashed to him. He could see this clearly, especially when he sat in his chair just beneath the blackboard. Just to watch the creamy white thighs of Shabana, he used to give them some Maths problem and then sit in his chair. As usual, Shabana would shake her legs and he would devour the sight of her thighs. He distinctly remembered that once during a mid-term test, he had distributed the question papers and sat in his chair. Shabana was seated in the first row. The paper was extremely tough. He could see that she was in a highly tensed state while writing the answers. In her tension, her leg shaking was frantic. The skirt was slowly rising with every shake and almost half of her thighs were exposed to him. Just then, an idea struck him and he put his pen down. When he knelt down to pick up the pen, he had a darshan of Shabana’s pink coloured panties. What a darshan it was! Her thighs were almost creamy white and very fleshy. As both the thighs converged, in the centre there was the light pink coloured panty with flowers in it. One flower was positioned exactly on top of her cunt. He simply wanted to put his tongue there. Throughout the two-hour test he dropped his pen quite a number of times and had many darshans. Shabana, however, was oblivious to all these things. She continued to freely shake her legs and show her thighs to him. As soon as Shabana entered their staff room, he was reminded of that day.
Shabana wished him “Good morning Sir!” and straightaway headed towards her Physical Trainer, King. King welcomed her with a very warm smile and said,
“Come in Shabana baby! How are you?”
“I am fine, Sir!”
She was standing just opposite to him and there was a table and chair in between them.
King signaled to his side and said,
“Come near baby! Come over here.” He pointed to the space just next to his seat. Shabana walked near him.
“Yes baby, tell me, what exactly do you want to know?”
Shabana glanced towards Raj Kumar’s side to see if he was watching. Just a second before she could look, he buried his eyes into a book and pretended as though he was deeply studying something. Once she was sure that he wasn’t watching or listening, she started talking.
“Sir, I am getting pains in my legs after I exercise!”
“Well, where is it paining, my dear?”
“In the legs, Sir!”
Now King gently placed his hands below her knees and pressed her calves. They must have been very tender. He pressed them gingerly and asked,
“Is it aching here?”
“No Sir, slightly above!”
He raised his hands further and touched her knees and asked,
“Is it here?”
“No, Sir!”
He then placed his hands on the edge of her uniform skirt and put his hands underneath her skirt. Raj Kumar could sense from his seat that his hands must now be on her thighs. A 45-year-old man groping a girl by putting his hands under her skirt…
“Is it here, Shabana?”
As King’s hands tenderly caressed her thighs, Raj Kumar could see that the expression on her face changed slightly and she was relishing this man’s touch.
“Ya, almost near that place,” she blurted.
But King did not stop his exploration. He led his hands further up and touched her panties. He softly pressed his middle finger against her panty line just over her mound and asked,
“No pain here, dear?”
As his fingers pressed her cunt over her panty, Shabana let out a slight gasp and said,
“No, Sir!”
But King did not stop with that. He slid his hands through her hips and placed them on her buttocks and pressed her ass cheeks. He asked her,
“Here too, there is no pain?”
Again Shabana sensed the man’s hands on her buttocks. She allowed him two or three presses and then said,
“No, Sir!”
“Ok girl, I will tell you what you must do…. First of all you are weak in your legs… all along you have been concentrating on the rest of your body. You have to do some leg exercises. Do as I say now! First stand at ease. Yes, spread your legs further. Now bend down and try to touch your feet. First your right hand should touch your left leg and vice versa.”
As Shabana tried to stand in the position told by King, King himself put his hands on her thighs and spread her legs to the desired level. Shabana bent down. Raj Kumar’s eyes almost popped up. She was showing her back to him and as she bent, her skirt rose and exposed her thighs from the back. As she tried to touch her feet, the skirt stood in the air and he could clearly see her panty. One side of her panties was slightly raised up as she bent further and exposed her ass cheeks a little. That was great… a girl giving an ass cheek darshan to him. He thanked his stars that he was sharing a cabin with this King. As she bent down, King put his hands on her hips and tried to turn them slightly so that she could touch her feet. As his hands were on her hips, Raj Kumar could see that his thumb almost brushed against the bottom of her breasts. Shabana turned from this side to that side and as she tried to touch her left foot, he got a glimpse of her right side ass cheek and as she turned to touch her right foot, he got a glimpse of her left side ass cheeks. Raj Kumar gently placed his hands underneath his table and rubbed his cock a little. After about two or three rounds of exercises, Shabana left the room. She did not forget to thank King and King playfully pinched her cheeks and said,
“Do it every day and you will have shapely legs, baby!”
Raj Kumar saw her leaving the room with a smile on her lips.
After Shabana left, King looked at him and winked mischievously. Raj Kumar just smiled and kept quiet.
Another day, Raj Kumar saw Rupali enter their cabin. Rupali, though she was in her class, she resembled someone who was studying in a lower class. Her body growth was not up to her age. She was not very slim. She was in fact fat. But her main problem was that she was flat-chested. He had heard many boys of the college tease her with words like “road roller” and “Feroz Shah Kotla flat pitch” while he had seen her in the college corridors. Rupali walked in demurely and didn’t even look at his side. She went to King and wished him. King, as usual, was his enthusiastic self when talking to girls.
“Yes, Rupali, how are you? Why are you not enrolling for any games?”
“No Sir, I am not interested in playing any games, Sir!” Rupali said. Yeah, that was true. Actually she was the class topper and was a very studious girl. But why did she have to come to King? Raj Kumar was curious.
“Sir, I have a problem!”
King immediately sensed an opportunity. He said,
“Why don’t you come over to my side, Rupali?”
Rupali walked up to his side. She spoke in a very soft voice. Raj Kumar had to strain himself to hear what she was saying.
“Sir, people are teasing me that I look too young!”
King laughed at this and said,
“Hey Rupali, everyone wants to look young. You see me. I am a man of 45… almost old enough to be your grandfather. Even I want to look young only. So if you look young, it is good!”
“No Sir, it’s not that!” Rupali hesitated. She then said reluctantly,
“I am not fully grown up! I do not look how a girl should look…”
Though King got the point, he still pretended as though he did not understand. He said,
“Where exactly are you not grown up? I see that you have a lovely face. Your legs are also tall and good.”
“No.. no, not in the legs!”
King gently placed his hands on her thighs just over her skirt and groped. Rupali was a very shy girl and she went a step backward.
“No, no, not in the thighs…!”
“Come forward, Rupali!” Rupali came forward. He then placed his hands on her hips. It must have titillated her. She laughed and said, “No Sir, there is no problem.” He then slid his hands behind her and groped her buttocks. He cupped her ass cheeks. Raj Kumar could see from behind that though Rupali did not have proper breasts she had well-developed buttocks which were almost bulging under her skirt. King took his time pressing them and then said,
“I see that you have a very good backside!”
Rupali blushed. She almost said in a very hushed tone,
“Sir, my top portion of the body…..” and stopped. As if he understood, King placed his hands on her chest. He pressed her small budding breasts and kneaded her nipples a little along with her tops. Rupali closed her eyes and let him feel her breasts. After pressing them for a few seconds, King took out his hand and said,
“Ya, I see a problem here! But it can be solved!”
Immediately Rupali’s eyes brightened and she said,
“OK Sir, what should I do?”
“Physiotherapy is the best! You need some massage there to activate growth! I will show you how to do it.” So saying he again placed his hands on her breasts. Raj Kumar could see that his hands were fully engulfing her breast. He then slowly rotated his hands on top of the breasts in a circular motion. He increased the speed of the rotary motion gradually and then he was giving her a very fast breast massage. Raj Kumar could see from the corner that Rupali completely enjoyed this. After doing it for about four minutes, he then asked her,
“How do you feel?”
She bowed her head and said,
“Good!”
She then asked him eagerly,
“Sir, will my top become normal if I do it for a month?” Raj Kumar saw that she was carefully avoiding the word breasts in her talk.
“No, no, it will take almost six to eight months.”
Rupali was disappointed.
“Oh, that long, Sir?”
“Why, do you want a change soon?” he asked.
She said shyly, “Yes Sir!”
“Then you have to have a direct massage!”
“How to do that, Sir?” she asked innocently.
“I will show you….. unbutton your shirt!” King said!
As Rupali unbuttoned her shirt, Raj Kumar was almost on the verge of his chair. She totally unbuttoned her shirt. King then ordered,
“Now lower your pinafore a little so that I can slide my hands under your pinafore! Do you wear a bra?”
“No Sir, I don’t because that was not necessary,” Rupali almost bit her lips as she said those words. She lowered her pinafore and King slid his hands into her pinafore and touched her breasts directly. As he fondled her naked breasts, he said,
“See Rupali, you and I should be very professional about this. Just to keep ourselves in check, call me Grandpa throughout the time I massage you!”
Rupali too felt that it was a good idea. Just as she felt King’s hands engulf her breast, she said,
“OK Grandpa!”
King kneaded her nipples. Though her breasts were small, her nipples were almost the size of a ripe grape and King pinched them slightly. He asked her,
“How does it feel, baby?”
Rupali closed her eyes and said,
“It feels good, Grandpa!”
He swiftly moved his hands in a circular motion and massaged her boobs. Rupali held the edge of the table with her hands as she found it difficult to control herself. She said,
“Ahhhhh that feels so good, Grandpa!”
“Ummmmmm pinch softly, Grandpa!”
“This side breast too, Grandpa!”
Raj Kumar was stroking himself furiously on seeing this man balling the young girl’s boobs. After about ten minutes of balling, King stopped.
He then said,
“Drink lots of milk and keep doing this exercise!”
“Ok Sir, I will do it every day in my room!” Rupali said enthusiastically. King gave her an odd glance.
“Hey, how are you planning to do it in your room?”
“Why, I will massage myself every day!” she said.
King gave a teasing smile and said,
“This will not work if you massage yourself! This method will work only if a male’s hands touch your breasts!”
“But Sir, where will I go for ….?”
“Why, you haven’t got a boyfriend?”
Again, Rupali bowed her head and said,
“No Sir!”
“Then you will have to come to me whenever I am free!” King said as if he was reluctantly helping her! Rupali agreed to this and thanked him and left. The funniest part was she never even realized that Raj Kumar was sitting in the same room too. Only after her fourth day of successful boob massage, while she was leaving she casually glanced towards the other corner and froze when she saw him. She was still shocked. She came near him and muttered,
“Sir, I am just getting treated by King Sir…..” She was at a loss for words. King got up and came near them. He put his arms comfortingly around her and said,
“Don’t worry Rupali, Maths Sir will not tell anybody about this treatment. You can come every day like before!”
Raj Kumar too didn’t want to stop his daily free boob massage show. He said very encouragingly,
“It’s OK Rupali.. it’s after all a treatment. I will not tell anybody!”
So Rupali continued to come. One day when Rupali came in as usual for her boob massage, King said,
“Rupali, today I am having some pain in my hands. Today Maths Sir will massage you!”
Raj Kumar could not believe his ears. Wow, what an opportunity. Even as Rupali was hesitant, King himself held her hands and brought her towards him. She shyly stood before him and unbuttoned her shirt. His hands could not wait to enter into her pinafore and touch her tender breasts. Already King had been “treating” her for more than ten days and it was having its effect. He could see that her breasts were slowly developing now. He slid his hands inside and gently felt up her breasts. Then he slowly started massaging her exactly as King had advised. Since he had watched the massage procedure every day, he did not need any training and he circled his hands exactly as King used to do. Since he was considerably younger than King, Rupali was very much aroused by his touch and she did an unexpected thing. All these days whenever she felt pleasure, she would moan “Go on Grandpa!” to King. That day, since he was massaging her, she started moaning,
“Oh yes .. ya press there…. more harder please…”
As she called him, he felt more erotic and balled her to his heart’s pleasure. He could see that King had openly stripped himself of his pants and was watching them and stroking his dick. After the massage, Rupali thanked him and left. Raj Kumar genuinely thanked King for his kind gesture. He winked and said,
“Not just thanks, give me a treat!” Raj Kumar said OK and invited him to his house for dinner that weekend.
King reached his house sharply at eight. When he saw his wife his eyes lecherously feasted on her. Let him tell some words about his wife here. His wife was around thirty-five but she hardly looked twenty-five. She had a very good body structure. Her breasts were of size 36D and she had bulging buttocks too. He was sure that all the boys of the classes she handled must be shagging thinking about her buttocks when she turned around to the blackboard to write something on it. But despite her bodily assets, she was highly conservative in sex. In fact they copulated only two times a month and that too in the strictly conventional man-on-top woman-on-bottom position. Whenever he had suggested any change, she had refused resolutely. When he tried to bring a triple X CD to the house, after watching it for a few minutes she got furious and threw the CD outside. So, one can understand how conservative she was. When he told her that the physical trainer King was coming to their house for dinner, she looked surprised. But her traditional upbringing made her respect an older man and she welcomed him warmly. Once they were seated in the hall, she went into the kitchen to bring some snacks. They started to have some drinks. While Raj Kumar had whisky, King had rum. As soon as she left the room, King turned to him and said,
“Hey Raj Kumar, your wife looks really sexy in this homely outfit. I have already noticed how well built she is at college but at home she looks even more sexy!”
Though he knew where this talk was leading to, Raj Kumar played his part and said,
“Thanks for the compliments!”
Encouraged by his positive response, immediately King asked him,
“Will you let me have some fun with her?” He never expected him to ask such a question. He looked at him blankly. He immediately said,
“Fun means well not screwing her and all….. what can I do at this age… just balling and groping and some licking….” He licked his lips as if to demonstrate his intentions. Raj Kumar never expected him to come out so openly with such an indecent proposal. Anyway he was sharing a cabin with him and they had shared a lot of intimate moments… (One day they had even balled Rupali simultaneously with each of them massaging one breast each). Moreover he was an older man. So, he controlled his anger and said,
“Forget it King, she is my wife….. she is not one of your college girls who is free to serve you!”
King’s face darkened for a minute. Meanwhile his wife came back with some snacks and served them. As she served, he could see that her sari had slightly deviated and her fair hips were visible to King. King was just ogling at her sexy hips. Again, his wife went into the kitchen to make dinner. This time King appeared to be restless. He said,
“Raj Kumar, I need your wife man… she is just too sexy…. I will do whatever you want!”
He simply ignored his stupid talk. He said,
“Look here Raj Kumar….. you have seen Shabana, that student, I will arrange for you to screw her. You can screw your balls out.”
He was startled. Of course Shabana was a sexy girl whom any male in the college would love to fuck. He had seen her being groped by King. But would he be able to make her get screwed by him? He looked at him unbelievably. King went on a frenzy. He said,
“I will make her do anything that you say Raj Kumar….. She will suck your cock… she will lick your balls…. whatever you want she will do, she will be your slave for a day…. all I want in exchange is just to feel up your wife.. I want to see her naked… lick her hips.. feel up her fleshy buttocks and shag….. that’s all…..”
He just thought for a moment. The deal was brilliant. After all this man could do nothing much with his wife. And in exchange, he gets a sweet girl to suck his cock…. it was a great deal….
Seeing him think without any objection, King felt encouraged. He asked him, “What is the problem mate, tell me…..”
“Well King, to be honest with you, I love the deal. But my wife is the hitch. She will not accept.”
As soon as he said he was OK with the deal, King’s eyes shone. He said,
“That part you leave it to me!”
Raj Kumar just watched silently what was going to happen. Within a few minutes, his wife served them dinner. Throughout the dinner, King was talking in a very fatherly way to her. His wife too enjoyed his talk and even showed him her earlier day albums where she had won a kabaddi tournament as captain of her college team. When his wife mentioned kabaddi, naturally King, as a physical trainer, was very interested and asked her which tricks she employed for catching opponent team members. They discussed kabaddi for some time. Once dinner was over and they were sitting in the balcony having paan, his wife gave some more paan to King. While taking the paan his hands accidentally brushed against her fingers. His wife did not mind. King looked at his wife and asked, “Shyamala Beti (daughter), how old are you?”
His wife said,
“I am 34”
“Really, I can’t believe it…. I thought you were 20”
Shyamala laughed. Encouraged by this, he gently put his hands over hers and pressed them and said,
“Beti, you are so beautiful!”
His wife did not know where this was all leading to. So she remained silent. Just at that second, King pulled his wife towards him and made her sit on his lap. Before his wife could understand what was happening, he forcefully turned her face towards him and kissed her lips. His hands were pressing the back of his wife’s head and he would have kissed her for a minute. His wife pushed him vehemently and got up. She slapped him repeatedly four or five times. Seeing his wife’s reaction, Raj Kumar too had to act. He also acted as though he was offended and asked King to get out. King left his house silently. His wife was shouting about him the whole night. She even fired him for bringing such lecherous old men to the house and spoiling its purity. He consoled her that the man had had too much rum and did not know what he was doing.
Next day, he advised King also to say the same thing and he too went to his wife and apologized. His wife reluctantly agreed. King and he never discussed the incident. One day, Shabana came to King for some advice on some exercise. He purposely made her bend in all directions so that Raj Kumar could see all her bodily assets. Once she left the room, King glanced at him. His cock was in full form after seeing her panties and ass cheeks. He asked him,
“What Raj Kumar, want to screw her?”
He said “yes”.
“Then what about your wife?”
“You know how she is… so why talk about things that can never happen?”
“Hey, every woman is a slut…. only thing is you will have to create the right situation to make her a slut.”
He remained silent. He said,
“Raj Kumar, I have a master plan…!”
He listened intently. He said,
“See, do you know Renuka and Kavya?”
Both of them were his students. Both of them were the most beautiful girls in college. If Renuka was very homely and sweet looking, Kavya was modern and had a sexy body. Two things were common between them. Both of them were very much interested in sports and both of them were very strict as far as boys were concerned. They could not even see them in the corridor chatting with the boys. Both were among the very few girls who never came to King’s cabin for his “treatment”. So when King asked him about them, he wondered what he was planning. King continued.
“See, I had always wanted to grope those two girls for a long time. Now your wife has also joined that list. So, I have a master plan whereby we can have all these three women.” He listened to his plan.
“See Raj Kumar, we will have a kabaddi match in the ground at my house. It is a private match with only two teams. You, Hassan and Shamsher Ali will be in one team. Kavya, Renuka and your wife will be in another team. I will be the referee… How about it!” The whole plan looked absurd. Of course Kavya and Renuka were already in the college girls’ kabaddi team and Hassan and Shamsher Ali were in the boys’ team. His wife was an ex-kabaddi champion. He had never won any tournament but he too had played kabaddi in his college days and was not bad himself. But the idea was far-fetched because he was sure Renuka and Kavya would never agree to play with boys and he was not sure if his wife would agree to play kabaddi at all at this age. He told King his suspicions. He listened calmly. He said,
“That part, you leave it to me. This Tuesday there is a kabaddi practice match at our college. You somehow bring your wife to watch it. I will take care of the rest.”
Though he was not confident, he followed King’s instructions. He somehow convinced his wife that they should stay back after college hours and watch the practice match just for old times’ sake. His wife was not very receptive but she agreed. They went to the college grounds where boys and girls were practicing separately. King was of course there giving instructions and coaching them. On seeing them, he approached them and respectfully wished his wife. No one would say this was the same lecherous man who had forcefully kissed her. His wife too seemed to pardon him as an older man. He suggested that his wife could share some of her experiences and offer tips to the girls who were practicing. His wife too went and chatted with the girls. Of course Renuka and Kavya were there too. He silently watched as his wife coached the girls’ team and King coached the boys. After about ten minutes King called for a tea break. As they were having tea they were chatting about kabaddi. He noticed that King had carefully sent the others away and only the persons listed in King’s plan, i.e. Renuka, Kavya, Shamsher Ali, Hassan, his wife and himself were there. King said,
“We need to have different strategies for boys’ kabaddi and girls’ kabaddi. Of course girls’ kabaddi is too soft!”
His wife intervened and said,
“Nothing like that, strategies are the same.”
Again King said,
“No no, boys’ kabaddi is totally different from the girls’ game.”
They both started arguing a lot.
King said,
“Whatever strategy you use, do you think girls can beat boys in kabaddi?”
Not knowing the trap set for her, his wife said,
“Ya, I am sure!”
“That is plain talk….. easy to say, tough to do!” King further kindled her. His wife was getting angry. She said,
“No no, I know it can be done… kabaddi is not a game of strength it is a game of tactics!”
King then said,
“I am challenging you that boys can never be defeated by girls in kabaddi! If you prove otherwise I will leave this physical trainer job!” He was almost shouting. Raj Kumar understood that he was purposely kindling her. His wife too was very angry. She said,
“Ok I will prove it to you!”
King immediately seized the initiative. He said,
“OK, we will have a kabaddi match between boys and girls. Since college management will not like it, we will have it in my house grounds. Shyamala, you have talked so much. So you lead the girls’ team. Let these two girls be with you. These two boys will be in the boys’ team. I am old. So, Raj Kumar will be heading the boys’ team in my place. I am throwing an open challenge at you! What do you say?”
Since his wife had already spoken too much, she had to agree. Her ego did not permit her to back off. She agreed. To his surprise, he found that even Renuka and Kavya did not offer any resistance. Since his wife was there, they were confident that nothing untoward would happen. They fixed Saturday evening as the time of the match.
The Saturday came. He was waiting for the evening. They then proceeded directly to King’s house. His house was almost on top of a small hill in Ooty. He had a well-maintained garden. Besides it, there was a basketball court and open ground. They reached there sharp at five. King welcomed them. He found that the boys Shamsher Ali and Hassan had already come and they were exercising. They were in their shorts and banians. Both of them were his wife’s students. They wished her. His wife too wished them. He found that she was getting tensed. The thought that she had to be in the field along with her students must have made her feel odd. Renuka and Kavya arrived just five minutes after them. They were wearing their kabaddi team dress which was a short skirt and tops. His wife and he had brought dresses with them. They went to the change rooms and changed into dresses suited for the match. He wore shorts and banian like the other boys. But his wife was hesitant to wear a short skirt. So she wore her tracksuit which was a pant and T-shirt. When she stepped out, King, Shamsher Ali and Hassan were all surprised as they had always seen her in a sari and never in such a dress. This tracksuit fit closely to her body and the pant could not hide the fact that she had very good buttocks. The match started. King sat in the chair at the centre. His wife, Kavya and Renuka were on one side.
Himself, Shamsher Ali and Hassan were on the other. First it was their turn to go into the girls’ territory. They decided to send Shamsher Ali. As Shamsher Ali went in, he found that the two girls were in one corner and his wife was on the other. Shamsher Ali headed for the girls straightaway. He tried to touch them. But they were careful. When Shamsher Ali tried to go deep, his wife came from this side. Shamsher Ali escaped from being grabbed by his wife. He returned. Then Renuka came inside. Renuka was short. She was slightly plump also. Her skirt was rising as she tried to run here and there and her creamy white thighs flashed. He immediately got a hard-on seeing her thighs at close quarters. He wondered what the boys must have felt. He saw that Shamsher Ali too was eyeing her plump thighs. Just when it looked like Renuka would return back, Shamsher Ali dived upon her and held her thighs. He could see the instant reaction of Renuka. Just as Shamsher Ali’s hands came in contact with her thighs, she let out a gasp. Shamsher Ali tightened his grip. Immediately Hassan came from the other end and he hugged Renuka from behind not allowing her to get back. He could distinctly see his hand brush against her breasts. He too did not want to miss out on the opportunity. Though it was pretty clear that Renuka could not escape these two guys and there was no need of his help, he too went and caught her other thigh which was free. Oh, how soft it was. He slowly raised his hands and felt up her thighs. It was so soft and fleshy. For Renuka, it must have been a first-time experience where she had two guys holding each of her thighs and one guy hugging her from behind. She let out her breath and King declared her out.
Then Hassan went in. Hassan again was trying for Kavya. Kavya kept going behind and behind. Hassan followed her. He was just a foot away from her. He extended his hands to touch her. Just then his wife came from this side and caught his thighs. Hassan was really hairy and he had hairs on his legs too. His wife caught his thighs. Hassan tried to get out of her clutches. But by this time, Kavya too hugged him from the front and pulled him towards her. They somehow managed to bring him down. His wife never left his legs and Kavya fell flat on Hassan to prevent him from moving. Her breasts were brushing against his chest. Hassan lost his breath. He was declared out. So he went out and Renuka came in. Then, his wife came in. She tried to get him out by touching him. Just as she followed him, Shamsher Ali came running from behind and put both his hands just on her T-shirt pressing her boobs. My god! It was such a rare sight. His wife’s boobs were jiggling in that T-shirt and just then Shamsher Ali’s hands covered them. A boy, her own student, pressed her boobs right in front of her husband. His wife even then never gave her breath. She immediately turned towards him and forcefully removed his hands. As she tried to touch her line, Shamsher Ali desperately tried to pull her back. He would have touched her breasts, her stomach etc. but his wife proved to be slippery and she went back successfully and Shamsher Ali was out.
He was left alone now. He went in. The two girls clasped their hands to each other and waited for him to come up further. In the corner of his eyes, he was looking at his wife. He knew that she would come from behind. Just as his wife started moving and he got distracted a bit, immediately Renuka pulled his legs. He fell down. Within a second both the girls were over him. Kavya had fallen over him in such a way that her boobs were just over his face. He could clearly sense Renuka’s soft hips over his cock. What a feeling! Two girls over him. He pretended as though he was trying to escape from them and just groped his hands as far as possible. He could distinctly feel his hands grabbing a breast. He did not know whose it was…. Renuka’s or Kavya’s…. it was soft, round and firm. He also managed to press some ass cheeks. Since he had pressed two different types of ass cheeks….. one the plump one must be Renuka’s and the other small soft one must be Kavya’s…. he guessed he had pressed the buttocks of both the girls. By this time his wife too joined them and she expertly twisted his arm which made him lose his breath immediately. He was declared out. They could not believe it. Within five minutes they had lost the opening game. It was a best of five. So he came back and had a short team meeting. King also joined them. He could see that his wife was giving a triumphant smile at King.
King said aloud,
“See boys, the main problem was you were not agile enough. You did not move fast. I think there is a problem with your dress. Why don’t you strip off your shorts and just wear a jaddi. And Raj Kumar, you are doing the team no good by wearing those pants which are easy for the opponents to grasp.” Immediately all three of them stripped off their other dresses and they were in just their jaddis. All the boob touching had given him a big erection and with the jaddi it was fairly obvious to everyone. He saw that the boys too were having an erection. He noticed that Renuka was glancing at his erection and when he looked at her, she glanced away. The second game started.
Renuka came in first this time. As soon as she came she came towards him thinking that he was a safe bet when compared to the boys. Just as she extended her hands to touch him, he caught hold of her hands and pulled her to him. She fell on him and both of them lost balance and fell down. While falling, her face pressed against him and accidentally their lips touched each other’s. Oh, what a sensation it was. She must have just wetted her lips with her tongue, he guessed. Her lips were moist with saliva and just as her lips brushed against his lips, his lips too became wet. He fell down and Renuka fell over him. Immediately he put his hands underneath and tried to grab her. His hands touched her thighs. He brought his hand slightly above and took it up her skirt until his hands rested on her panty just above her buttocks. He pressed her ass cheeks. As she struggled to get up, he hugged her buttocks even more tightly and as she violently moved her head, his lips came in contact with her lips quite a number of times. By then, Shamsher Ali and Hassan joined. He could see that they went for her plump breasts. They balled them to their desire. Though Renuka lost her breath, King delayed giving her out and he kept pressing her ass while Shamsher Ali and Hassan kept balling one of her breasts each. When King declared her out and she got up and went, she looked like a girl who had been gang-raped. Shamsher Ali went in and straightaway went for his wife this time. Just when his wife thought he was going back, he turned and hit straight at her boobs. It was a powerful hit. Straight at the right boob just over her T-shirt. When his wife tried to catch him, he slipped off and came.
It was left to Kavya to save her team. She walked in. He saw that by this time both Shamsher Ali and Hassan’s cocks were tenting in their jaddis and he was not bad himself. As Kavya approached, she could not take her eyes off their bulging jaddis. She tried to go back but just as she turned Hassan pulled her skirt. She fell down and her skirt was raised up to her panty. What legs she got…. very shapely, very model-like….. He immediately fell down upon her such that his head just rested over her panty. He could almost smell her pussy…. wow! He moved his head such that his lips brushed against her thighs. He could see that Hassan put his head on her breasts and Shamsher Ali fell over her such that his jaddi was on top of her face with his cock pressing her face. Kavya surrendered immediately. Again, seeing their comfortable position where each one of them had buried their heads into her, King delayed the call for a few minutes. They had won the second game. He could see that his wife was tensed and she wanted to win anyway. He could see King commenting to the boys...
“Well done boys! You have proved how much superior boys are to girls….. The dress only made us lose the first game…. Once my boys were in jaddi, the girls had nothing to hold on to…. and we could win easily…..!” As King said this, he could see that his wife exchanged glances with the other two girls. They had a secret discussion. Then his wife came to them. She looked at King and said,
“Last round we had lost because you took the advantage of our dress. And with you stripping to jaddi you have an unfair advantage. So we have decided to strip to our underwear. But I want all this to be highly professional and it should remain a secret. The girls and myself would not prefer this news going out. If you promise to keep it secret, we will play the next game in our underwear.”
As his wife spoke, he could see that the boys were almost nodding even before she could complete. He agreed. King gave a moment of thought as though he were very professional about the whole thing and said,
“Every team has the freedom to choose its attire. After all it’s a private match!”
His wife left. They went behind a tree and when they came out it was a sight that he could never forget. First Renuka came out. She had a black bra and black panties. The bra was too small to cover her plump breasts. It exposed a lot of cleavage. It was the same with her panties. As she walked, it was evident that the panties could not fully hide her ass cheeks which were bulging out. Next Kavya came out. She was wearing a green panty and blue bra. As she was lean, the inner wear covered her private parts fully but as she was tall, her legs and thighs were exposed and anyone could shag just seeing her legs. Then his wife came out. As the boys were wearing jaddis the reaction could be clearly seen. Their cocks gave a throb just as their chemistry teacher came out in bra and panty. His wife looked completely different. Shyamala was wearing a pink coloured bra and a matching rose coloured panty. Her thighs were almost like Sridevi’s. Her boobs were popping out. Her hips were slender like Aishwarya’s. And she had a nice protruding ass like Dimple’s. Even he who had seen her naked many times and who had screwed her, found it difficult not to get excited. The boys could not wait to get their hands on her. King was just licking his lips looking at his wife’s breasts. The third game started.
First, Hassan went in. More than trying to get them out, he could see that he was going deeper and deeper just with the hope that his wife would fall on him. When it looked like his wife was very defensive this time, suddenly Renuka caught Hassan’s hips. As he turned, he fell on her. Kavya too fell upon him. His wife was cautiously keeping away because if she too touched him and if Hassan escaped the whole team would get out. But Hassan pushed the girls and got up. But both the girls were clinging to him from both sides and pulling him. Their breasts just under their bras were crashing against his body. But Hassan was stronger and he was steadily pulling back and along with both the girls he was approaching the line. Just when it looked like he would return back, Renuka bit his shoulders in desperation. At the same time Kavya pulled him back and Hassan fell down. Still, he tried to creep back. When there were just a few more yards, his wife took an instant decision and she dived at him from behind and pulled his jaddi. Just as she pulled him back, Hassan lost his breath and King declared him out. Next Renuka came in. As she neared Shamsher Ali, Shamsher Ali hugged her tightly but she slipped off and went back. He was left alone. He went in. Once he reached the middle, both the girls dived on him. As he tried to slip off, Renuka pulled at his jaddi. He tried to wriggle away but Kavya bit his face. He guessed that they were now desperate to win and were violent. Still it felt good that her teeth pressed against his face. He could sense the wetness in his face due to her saliva. He lost his breath and before King could blow the whistle, he took revenge and took a bite at Kavya’s face. As the whistle blew, he took out his teeth and he gently brushed his lips against her tender cheeks. He found that she was shyly wiping his bite mark on her face as he walked out. They had lost the third game.
King called them and started counselling. He said,
“Just last round, I allowed you to choose your attire. So I don’t see anything wrong in this. We promise to be professional.” Just as he was talking, Shamsher Ali removed his underwear and his wife who was about to answer King stopped short. Her eyes were glued to Shamsher Ali’s cock. It was almost 11 inches and it was circumcised at the edge having a nice pink end. He could see his wife involuntarily lick her lips. She didn’t say anything and went back. After a minute of consultation with her teammates she came back. Knowing how conservative his wife was, he was sure that she was going to call it quits. Shyamala came to them and said, “Ok, we agree for the boys’ team to strip. But we don’t want to give them any undue advantage. So, we have also planned to strip totally. But again, we want the whole thing to be professional. Remember that it is just a game!”
His heart skipped a beat. He reluctantly pulled out of his jaddi and stood naked. Within minutes all three girls stripped themselves of their bras and panties. They did not even bother to go under the tree this time. Renuka had pink nipples. Her cunt was fully shaven and looked like a bun. Kavya had brown nipples. She must not have shaven her cunt for more than a month. Her cunt was very hairy. His wife had big black nipples which were erect. He thought that this must be due to seeing the boys’ cocks. Her cunt had a bush of hair which was well trimmed. The fourth round started.
First Renuka came in. Once she was about a foot from the boys, Shamsher Ali could not control himself and he jumped at her. He could see that his hands were groping her buttocks. As he held her, Raj Kumar stepped in and caught hold of her from behind. He wanted to take maximum advantage. He kept one hand over her naked breast and his other hand on her shaved cunt. His erect cock was pressing against her ass and Shamsher Ali’s hands. But Renuka did not give her breath. He gently rolled her nipples in his hand. This time she let out a gasp and stopped saying “kabaddi”. King declared her out but not before he rolled her right nipple and Shamsher Ali kept his face against her plump breasts.
This time for a change he went in first for his team. He focused on Kavya. As he touched her breasts and turned to return, she dived on him and they both fell. Kavya’s face was just next to his cock. He tried to turn but his wife fell upon the top portion of his body and he had to lie facing upward. Still, he tried to crawl his legs upward. And naturally, he was stronger and was pulling them both towards the line. At this point, Kavya did an unexpected thing… without anything to hold on to, she caught hold of his cock. As the hands of this college girl covered his cock, his cock stiffened. But he didn’t give up. He kept on crawling. He also pushed her hands and held them back. Kavya saw that he was nearing the line and her hands were also held by him. She did an unexpected thing then….. She put her mouth over his cock and pulled his cock with her mouth hoping to pull him back. As he sensed the warmness of her mouth on his cock, he knew that she was desperate. He wanted to extend this blissful moment. So, he held his breath and kept saying “kabaddi kabaddi”. Kavya was sucking his cock violently. His wife who was lying on top of him saw this but she too did not resist. She also wanted to win desperately. After four or five sucks, he gave in and let his breath out.
His wife went in. The boys were eager to have her inside the line. Once she crossed the line, immediately Shamsher Ali pulled her down. Hassan was bolder and after seeing Kavya suck his cock, they knew that anything was OK now. So as his wife tried to wriggle out from them, each of them started sucking each boob. His wife still kept saying “kabaddi kabaddi”. Hassan licked her big black nipples and gently bit them. His wife didn’t give in. Shamsher Ali licked her breast and went down and started licking her cunt. He forcefully spread her legs and put his tongue into his chemistry teacher’s cunt. His wife did not stop saying kabaddi. He bit her thighs. He slightly turned her and bit her buttocks. But his wife would not stop. Hassan went up and positioned his dick just above her mouth and just when she opened her mouth to say kabaddi, he inserted his cock into her mouth. His wife, with a 12-inch cock in her mouth still managed to say kabaddi. King neared them and he had to kneel down to hear her kabaddis as they were coming very faintly with a cock in her mouth. As he kneeled next to her, Raj Kumar could see that he casually put a hand on her breast and felt her up. Hassan started moving his cock slowly at first and then rhythmically in a fucking motion and he was mouth-fucking his wife. Shamsher Ali was deeply licking her cunt and just then he noticed a strange thing. Since both the boys were busy licking and mouth-fucking his wife, they were not holding her now and if his wife desired she could easily move out. But she was lying there allowing herself to be mouth-fucked and her cunt to be licked. King too understood this. He signaled to Shamsher Ali and Shamsher Ali quickly mounted his cock into her cunt and started fucking her. His wife stopped saying kabaddis but never got up. Shamsher Ali’s 14-inch cock was pumping her furiously now. Just as it looked like his wife was going to come, King suddenly blew the whistle and declared her out. The boys as if on cue tried to get up. His wife who was blissfully enjoying 2 cocks of college boys did not understand what was happening. As the boys were getting up, she looked around. She realized the situation. She then did an unexpected thing. She pulled back Shamsher Ali and made him fall on top of her. She pressed his buttocks. Shamsher Ali acted as though he did not understand…. His wife kept pressing his cock and rubbing it against her wet cunt which was oozing now. But Shamsher Ali acted innocent and asked…. “What do you want Madam?”
His wife with her eyes half closed said,
“Do it!”
“What Madam?”
She was getting impatient. She wanted his cock inside her cunt very badly. She said,
“Put it in!”
“Put what?” he asked.
She became restless now.
She caught hold of his cock by her hands and put it inside her cunt and said,
“Bloody idiot, fuck me fuck me like you did just now…. come on pump the cunt of your Madam!”
Shamsher Ali was encouraged and he mounted her again. He kissed her lips. His wife extended her tongue and played with his. He fucked her like a machine.
Raj Kumar looked at the two college girls who were standing naked next to him. They were keenly watching his wife getting fucked by the boys. He went near Renuka and put his hand on her breast. She did not resist. He kissed her and she responded with her pink tongue. As he was kissing her and pressing her boobs, he felt a hand on his cock. He saw that it was Kavya. She was rubbing his cock with her hands. She looked at his cock and was licking her lips. He turned to her and said,
“Suck me!”
As if obeying orders, she immediately knelt before him and took his cock in her mouth. For a starter she sucked well. As she sucked he licked Renuka’s breasts. He took one breast at a time and tried to put it fully in his mouth. She said,
“Ahhhhhhh Raj Kumar Master……. I am feeling wet there!”
She took his hands and placed them on her shaved pussy. By this time Kavya had sucked him hard and his cock was in full temper. It was wet with Kavya’s saliva too. He made Renuka lie down and inserted his cock into her cunt. Since she was a virgin, it was difficult. But the lubrication created by Renuka’s cunt juices and Kavya’s saliva was helpful and he was able to penetrate her.
“Aahhhhhhhh” she said.
He started slowly and pumped her. He pulled Kavya to his side and kneaded her nipples. He sucked on them while he fucked Renuka. He could also see that Shamsher Ali was violently fucking his wife now.
“Faster, you bastard, pump it in don’t stop” his wife was in full command. She turned to Hassan and pulled his dick to her mouth. She lashed at it with her tongue. After making it sufficiently wet, she said,
“Fuck me!”
Hassan who was completely new wondered where to fuck as Shamsher Ali was pumping the single hole that he knew of. His wife became impatient. She tilted to one side without letting Shamsher Ali take out his cock from her cunt and showed her plump buttocks to Hassan. She rubbed her hand on her buttocks as if to signal him. But Hassan did not understand.
“Fuck my ass….. you asshole” finally she told openly. Hassan slid his cock into her ass. As Shamsher Ali thrust from one side into her cunt, Hassan thrust from behind into her ass.
“Aaahhhhhhhh that’s good…. Hassan….. you cunt-licking bastard…. don’t stop……. Shamsher Ali… My boob sucker keep the tempo…. ya right there….. bloody…. fuck….. ahhhhhhhh …….. ya … drill my ass….. you bastard…..”
Here, he was pumping his heart out into Renuka’s cunt. Kavya got up and sat near his face pointing her cunt to him. He licked it. He put his tongue deep into her. She closed her eyes and enjoyed it…
“Master……. ummmmm lick more…. deeply….. aahhhhhhh”
As he licked he pumped faster.
Renuka yelled….
“Master, I am coming……. ahhhhhhh don’t stop……. keep fucking…….. ooooooooohhhhhhhh”
As he was nearing to come himself, he got up from Renuka and mounted Kavya…. She spread her legs wide to accommodate him. He started fucking her.
He turned to Renuka and said…..
“Go behind and lick my ass.” She went and started licking his ass. Her small tongue entering his ass felt good…..!
He was nearing to come. Kavya too was moaning loudly now….
“Ahhhhh Master….. It feels so good…. your cock in my cunt……. Ohhhh great……. yaa….. Ahhhhhhhhh”
He kissed her lips and bit them as he came with a shudder…..
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
His wife was still not through and now he could see King mounting her with both the boys after having safely deposited their cum into his wife’s two holes, who were sucking her breasts. The 45-year-old man who was sent out of the house last week by his conservative wife was happily fucking her.
King leaned down, sucking on her neck and breasts, leaving marks as he fucked her with expert rhythm—slow deep strokes followed by fast pounding that made her scream. “Your fat ass and these juicy tits were made for this, Shyamala… I’ve wanted to fuck you raw since the first day I saw you in that sari… now you’re my slutty chemistry teacher, aren’t you?” He slapped her ass hard, making her yelp and clench around him.
Shyamala arched her back, her voluptuous body trembling as another orgasm built. Her heavy 36D breasts heaved wildly, nipples stiff and glistening from the boys’ sucking, while her thick thighs wrapped tightly around King’s waist, pulling him deeper into her dripping cunt. “Yes… I’m your slut… fuck me like the whore I am… make me cum on your cock again… aaahhh King… I’m cumming… don’t stop… fill me with your hot cum!” Her body shook violently as she climaxed, her cunt gushing around King’s thick shaft, juices coating his balls as he groaned and thrust a few more times before exploding deep inside her, pumping load after load into her well-fucked pussy.
The boys kept sucking her sensitive breasts, biting and licking her big black nipples as King collapsed on top of her, both breathing heavily. Shyamala’s hands still caressed his back, her hips grinding subtly against him. She whispered hotly into his ear, “More… don’t pull out yet… keep fucking your beti’s fat ass and cunt… I need your experienced cock all night… those young boys were just warm-up.” King chuckled, his cock twitching back to life inside her as he started slow, deep thrusts again, mauling her massive tits while the boys continued devouring her body. Shyamala moaned louder, completely lost in lust, her conservative inhibitions gone forever.
