Tuition teacher became my boyfriend sex story

Tuition teacher became my boyfriend sex story

I’m Ashray, 22, from Amravati, Maharashtra, India. This story dates back a few years, when I got involved with my mathematics tutor Vaibhav at my coaching classes. I’m 5’4″, skinny-fat, fair, soft-toned with really thick thighs and a bubbly-round ass (Yes, I am flexing 🍑). Vaibhav, on the other hand, was slim, tall, 25–26, well-settled, chill, and a friendly guy.

I used to live with my roommate Dhiraj in a sharing room, as I had moved in from another city. Dhiraj went back to his hometown for a week, and I was alone — that’s when Grindr was suggested to me in an ad. Lone and bored, I decided to check the app out. “What’s wrong with talking to a few guys?” — that’s what I thought. I created a profile with a fake name and an anime profile picture, but kept my age and body description real.

In less than a minute, I was bombarded with texts, and they were getting blocked at the same speed — but there was one guy who stood out. He was cool and friendly, wouldn’t abuse or make demands like the others. We talked casually, and slowly the conversation started getting intimate.

I went on with the intimate talks for a few minutes. I wouldn’t say I was genuinely interested in it, but the feeling of mischievousness was giving me a rush.

“Let me have a look at my treat, Daddy,” I texted. After 2 to 3 minutes, I received a pic of that guy holding his dick, hard, around 5 inches, with a bit of precum, while in bed. I didn’t expect him to send it, and it was too much for me as well.

“Sorry, but I’m here just for fun. I am not interested in guys,” I replied. I thought he would block me or curse me out — but “No issues, brother. We can be friends, right?” he said. I accepted his friendship and then he asked to meet and hang out. I accepted, though I was already feeling guilty about playing with him. I had never seen this guy’s face, and he hadn’t seen mine either — this would be the first time we’d see each other. We decided to meet at a park in my area.

“I will be wearing a brown hoodie and joggers,” I texted. I went to the park and waited, scrolling through my phone, when a guy approached me — and to my surprise, it was Vaibhav, my tutor.

This was no coincidence — he was the guy from Grindr. “Sir, are you interested in guys?” I said. “You do know how to talk seductively, so you can’t complain,” he said. I smiled.

“It’s better if we talk in the car, let’s go for a drive” he said. It wasn’t my first time going with him — he used to drop me home and take me along sometimes for errands. So I went.

We picked up some snacks and Red Bull and went for a drive, talking casually and enjoying the snacks. While we were on the highway, Vaibhav kept his hand on my thigh for a brief moment. I noticed but didn’t react. He did it again.

“Don’t be shy, sir — you can keep it,” I said sarcastically. Shamelessly, this time he kept his hand there and kept running it over my thighs. This was the first time someone had touched me that way. Somewhere deep down, it felt sensational and different. So I let it happen for a few minutes, then took his hand and placed it back on the gear.

“You do have thick thighs,” he said. “I could also talk about the dick I saw last night. Did I?” I replied. “You can see it or talk about it, I don’t care — wanna see it now?” he said.

I ignored him and continued drinking my second can of Red Bull. While I was looking out of the window, he started running his hands over my thighs again — I didn’t stop him. I liked it for some reason. I pretended like nothing was happening, until he started rubbing my dick over my pants. I still didn’t react. He pulled the car over to the side of the road and kissed me on the neck while rubbing my dick. I reacted and stopped him — “Wait….” I opened the door and moved to the back seat.

I liked it when he was rubbing me — I was getting hard, and when he kissed my neck, something snapped. I wanted more. I moved to the back to calm myself down.

“Okay, enjoy your time — I’ll take a leak,” he said, and stepped out of the car. He came back — not to the driver’s seat, but right beside me in the back seat.

(The inconvenience of the front seat was gone — no gear shift or anything else in between.)

“Ashray, I am attracted to you,” he said, and leaned in to kiss me. I turned my face to the other side, so he kissed my neck instead. He held my waist, his hands moving around, caressing me, while kissing my neck more intimately — leaving hickeys.

I was aroused — the neck kisses and him holding me was making me give in. That another man could make me feel this way was something I had never dreamed of. I reached for his dick with one hand while the other was in his hair. I didn’t know what to do — I just wanted to feel more of him. So I kept rubbing his dick over his pants.

I leaned back and lay down on the seat while Vaibhav came on top of me — somehow we both managed to fit. I smiled looking up at him, grabbed him by his shirt and pulled him in. He leaned down and kissed me on the lips. We were kissing like it was the end of the world — tongues interlocking, lips getting bitten, saliva dripping from both of us. It was messy.

Vaibhav pulled up my hoodie and started sucking on my nipples — he licked, he bit, he sucked. I had no words. My heartbeat raced. I was moaning, little sounds escaping while I held my breath and kept my mouth shut. I tried to unzip his pants but couldn’t — it was too cramped to move freely. He noticed, and with one hand unzipped and unbuttoned himself while kissing me.

As I reached for his dick under his pants, it was hard, warm, sweaty and a little wet at the tip — probably from the leak he had earlier.

My phone rang and we stopped. Vaibhav sat back on the seat and I sat up beside him. By the time I reached for the call, it had already gone off — it was my friend. There we were, sweaty and breathing hard from all the action. I was sitting there with hickeys all over me and my mouth still full of our saliva from the kissing, and him with open pants and a hard dick.

“I really wanna go home — can you drop me at my place, please?” I said with a straight face. I knew he wanted more.

We reached my place and I asked Vaibhav to come upstairs and freshen up — a quick face wash or something. He agreed and came up. We didn’t talk a single word about what had just happened. He freshened up and sat on the chair, looking at his phone. I went and got fresh too, came back and sat in front of him.

He looked up and saw me sitting there and asked, “What happened?”
“So are you unzipping it, or should I?” I said.
Anyway, I went for it — unbuttoned his pants, unzipped, and pulled down his underwear for a sneak peek. There it was, dark and flaccid, sitting in his unshaved bush, slowly getting hard from my actions.

“Can you please stand up?” He stood up in front of me. I lowered his pants and underwear. I was sitting on the floor like a maiden, and a 26 year old man was standing close to me with his dick right in front of my face.

I held his dick in my hand and kissed its tip — it smelled sweaty, and the liquid on the tip was a little salty. I asked him to sit, held his dick and started rubbing it as it got hard. Vaibhav was running his fingers over my lips, the ones he had bitten earlier. He was fully hard now — I started jerking him off. He was enjoying every moment of it. He erupted like a fountain, thick and strong, the scent heavy and musky. My hand was covered with his cum and I kept jerking till the very last drop. I stood up, kissed him and said, “So shall I call you Sir or Vaibhav now?”

So you wanna know more ? What happened next ?

Me and Vaibhav were together for more than a year and the experiences I had were pretty exciting.
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