Oh Miss – What A Fuck!Oh Miss – What A Fuck! 2

Mysteries of sexual attraction cannot be explained through any logic. Sometimes the differences in two separate individuals and their soul became the very hinges and glue that holds them together. Sexually we can get attracted to anyone irrespective of the age or relationship dynamics. It is the surge of our sexual needs that drives us.

It was September, quarterly exams had just finished for my c***d studying in UKG. It was Saturday, open day in school to collect results and discuss with teachers. My wife was busy. So, for the first time, I went with my son to collect results. We were the last in the queue.

Few parents were already waiting so we had to wait for some time. The teacher asked us to sit, but the chairs and tables were for k**s. Being a 6+ ft tall man I could not sit on that small furniture. After a few minutes again the teacher requested me to sit. I indicated to her that I was ok and stood there.

The teacher’s name was Devika. She was very pretty and young maybe in her late twenties, lovely smile. Her hair made in a bun with a pin stuck in it. She was wearing a purple saree matched with a tight-fitting golden short-sleeved blouse. On the back, it was tied in a neat knot with golden strings.

The blouse strap on the back was a very thin little bigger than the usual bra strap. It was so thin that it looked almost like she was backless. her almost nude back looked smooth and soft. Her lovely naked waist looked marvelous. The blouse was very short, exposing her sparkling white stomach down up to her belly.

Her short blouse exposed a lot of her body from her shoulders, arms, and her deep chest. Her blouse was too thin at her bra lines, it was deep cut also. It just stood at the breaking edge of her cleavage. I never believe in love at first sight, but always believe in thundering sexual attraction at first sight.

She was looking vibrant and seductively attractive. I lost my composure. My body deciding before my brain that she would be a ‘Royal’ fuck. I regretted not coming to school earlier. Devika was gorgeous. Tall, looked confident, amazon of a woman.

The lines of her gold blouse combined with Purple saree skimming every curve of her body. Her saree and blouse covered less, exposed more. I had a perverted sort of look to her. As though I was looking at a piece of nude art. There was only carnal desire there, towards her bewitching beauty.

I stood admiring her beauty from a little distance. She saw me more than once staring at her, I had to look the other side. She kept checking if I was again looking at her. Our eyes met for a few times a lovely little hide and seek of eyes.

Her expression indicated that she was loving the attention that she was getting from a horny man. I was sure she was not wearing a regular bra, might be thongs or strapless. Her boobs tightly caged in that blouse. They looked huge from the way her blouse shaped, creating two huge lumps on her chest.