Devar Bhabhi – Ki Jamke Chudai Ki Teacher Ne

Title: Devar Bhabhi’s Naughty Encounter with her Resourceful Teacher

The sultry Indian woman, Riya, known fondly as Devar Bhabhi among the family and neighbors, was in a predicament. Despite her best efforts, she just couldn’t seem to grasp the intricacies of Microsoft Excel. The complex formulas and functions for cell referencing went over her head, leaving her frustrated and impatient.

One sweltering afternoon, as the sun beat down mercilessly upon the concrete jungle of Mumbai, Riya found herself hunched over her laptop, frustrated tears welling up in her kohl-lined eyes. She had a crucial project deadline approaching, but the tangled webs of Excel eluded her. That’s when an idea struck her like a bolt of lightning – Maya sir!

Maya was Riya’s old college teacher, a ruggedly handsome man known for his patient demeanor and exceptional teaching skills. Though the aesthetically pleasing Maya had always been an object of attraction for the young coeds, Riya had been far too focused on her studies to pay him much mind. Until now.

Without a second thought, Riya whipped out her smartphone and dialed Maya’s number. The phone rang thrice before a gruff yet comforting voice came through, “Hello, Riya! To what do I owe the pleasure of your call?”

Riya gulped, her voice trembling ever so slightly as she spoke, “Maya sir, it’s Excel. I just can’t get the hang of it. I was wondering if you could maybe, perhaps…”

Maya chuckled warmly, “Of course, Riya. I’ll be right over. Don’t worry about your homework for now; just sit tight and let me take care of everything.”

Riya’s heart skipped a beat, her mind conjuring up all sorts of naughty thoughts as she awaited Maya’s arrival. The anticipation building inside her was almost palpable, her breath quickening with each passing minute.

A little over an hour later, the doorbell rang, and there stood Maya, his chiseled features accentuated by a warm smile. Riya’s eyes roamed over his broad shoulders and toned physique, her imagination running wild as she invited him in.

“Professor Sir, please come in,” Riya purred, her voice dripping with a hint of seduction. Maya raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he followed her inside.

In the privacy of her boudoir, Riya gestured towards her laptop, but Maya simply shook his head, a wicked smirk playing on his lips. “That’s not what you need help with, Riya. We both know that.”

Riya’s heart pounded in her chest as Maya’s strong hands gripped her shoulders, slowly caressing their way down to her ample bosom. Her nipples hardened under her blouse, straining against the fabric as she let out a soft moan.

Maya’s fingers worked skillfully, unbuttoning her blouse with the expertise of a seasoned lover. Riya’s ample breasts spilled out, framed by her lacy black bra. Maya’s tongue darted out, licking his lips hungrily as he admired her feminine curves.

Riya reached for Maya’s belt, fumbling with the buckle in her eagerness. Maya chuckled, guiding her hands away as he unbuckled his belt himself, letting his trousers drop to the floor. His impressive manhood strained against his boxers, the outline of his throbbing member evident.

Riya whimpered with desire, her hips grinding against Maya’s muscular thigh as he slipped his hand into her skirt. His fingers traced teasing circles on her inner thigh, inching closer and closer to her aching core. Riya’s panties were already soaked, the evidence of her arousal evident.

Maya’s fingers slipped beneath the fabric, stroking her damp folds with the skill of a master. Riya’s head fell back, a loud moan escaping her lips as Maya’s digit plunged into her tight passage. Her walls clenched around him, eager for more.

Maya grunted, his own need growing with each passing moment. He needed to be inside her, to feel her tight heat wrapped around his throbbing shaft. With a swift movement, he tore Riya’s panties away, exposing her glistening sex.

Riya gasped as she felt Maya’s thick head press against her entrance. Slowly, inch by inch, he sank into her welcoming warmth. Riya’s inner muscles stretched deliciously around him, accommodating his impressive size.

Maya groaned, his hips starting to move in a steady rhythm. Riya’s nails dug into his shoulders, her legs wrapping around his waist as he pounded into her. The room filled with the lewd sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, their moans and grunts echoing off the walls.

Riya’s body tensed, her orgasm building rapidly as Maya’s shaft hit that special spot inside her. “Yes, Maya! Fuck me harder!” she screamed, her voice raw with passion.

Maya complied, his thrusts growing more demanding, more punishing. Riya shattered around him, her walls clenching like a vice as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Maya followed suit, his hot seed spilling deep inside her quivering core.

Both lay entwined, their bodies slick with sweat as they rode out the aftershocks of their intense lovemaking. Riya gazed up at Maya, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. “You know, Maya, I think you’re the best teacher I’ve ever had.”

Maya chuckled, his fingers tracing idle patterns on her bare skin. “And I think you’re my favorite pupil, Riya. Always eager to learn.”

From that day forward, Riya’s knowledge of Excel grew exponentially, whiles her relationship with Maya continued to blossom in exciting new directions. And when the craving for intimacy struck, both knew exactly whom to turn to for a dose of that special “curriculum.”