Indian gay sex story – Gay sex with my tutor

If you like the Indian gay sex story please do send in a feedback to [email protected] and please be advised that this Indian gay sex story is not based on a true story, but I am just giving a short to erotic writing, I will upload more very soon on other genres but please do give me your feedback whether good or bad so I can always rectify them. Once again do note that this is a work of fiction and all names and used are solely imagination and in no way directed to anyone or person or groups,

Should there be any similarities, it is purely coincidental.

It was a very slow Sunday, most of the times I spent on Facebook, video chatting with my online crush whose online name was Partha Das, and I enjoyed talking to him especially via cam, when he would turn me on.

I was home alone my parents had gone down to another city for a day, I was only 18 and my English Tuition was to start at 10, after chatting with Partha, it was around 9.00am and I went to take a shower. As I proceeded towards the bathroom I saw a man sitting on the front porch of my house.

I went out to see who it was and it was my tutor, I let him in and asked him to wait for me as I wanted to freshen up. After my shower I proceeded towards him, he looked at me, and at my nipples. He wore a collar T-Shirt and shorts.

He and I started our tuition as I wore hilltop boxer-briefs with Jeans-West Vest and James Perse Draw String Cargo Shorts.

He apologized for coming earlier than scheduled, I didn’t reply, midway through tuition I felt that Sanjeet (my tutor) was upset. I asked him what the matter was and he broke down into tears. He was 32 years old married with vampire like tooth and trim bearded mouth. He had hazel eyes to die for.

I hugged him and told him to not to cry, his head on my lap he wept, I kissed him on the head and asked him what happened, apparently he was having problems with his wife. He touched my lap and slowly caressed it. I didn’t mind and neither did I say anything. He continued and slowly he approached to kiss me and I reciprocated, we locked our lips for about 20-25 seconds when I let him off me, “Sanjeet you are married,” I told him. “So” he replied and leaned forward to kiss me.

He kissed me on my neck as his beard gritted in my skin. I was turned on, but by my integrity I let go and run to the living room. He follows me bareback, the hair on his chest made me fall for him and as I literally drooled he threw me on the sofa and climbed on top of me. He told me he loved me and undressed me. I also loved him but never said it to him. That day I expressed myself to him.

He removed my shorts, and fingered my ass; I felt his shorts against my skin. I unbuttoned his shorts, he was on top of me in his black Calvin Klein underwear with a white stripped elastic band, I could identify his bulge so well, and he carried me into the room and kissed me.

With my mouth I put his underwear down and sucked his hairy dick, some hair went in my mouth but I didn’t mind. I rubbed his hair against my nose as I sucked, eventually I got tired when he removed my blue and white underwear and put my leg on his shoulder and inserted his penis into me.

I loosened myself up, I felt pain as he drove into me but eventually became immune to it. As he was comfortably locked in he kissed me and rubbed my penis as I grabbed the hair in his ass with my right hand and his head with my left. I pulled the hair hard as I enjoyed sensation of him cumming in my ass.

He fell next to me as under the sheets I put my leg over him and put my head on his chest.

I was surprised but he instantly told me that he loved me very much.

I went to take a shower again as he followed me into the shower. He took a bar of soap and inserted it through my asshole and shoved it in harder while kissing me on the back. I turned to him as he pushed and pressed me against the wall. He removed the bar of soap and once again inserted his penis in my ass.

I slid down to the floor as he did kissing my neck. I turned to him as he kissed me hard. He lifted me and braced my leg around his back as he drove in again and again till he came in my ass. Then as I sucked his cock he came all over my face as I rubbed it against my face like some cream [I am not kidding but my face was glowing after that shower]

Weeks later he divorced his wife, and when I turned 19 I moved in with him. Now I look after him as a good wife despite being a male, and we will be adopting a girl very soon. We have planned to name our daughter Arneet, I mixture of Araav and Sanjeet. She will be the symbolism of our love.

If you like the story please do send in a feedback to [email protected] and please be advised that this Indian gay sex story is not based on a true story, but I am just giving a short to erotic writing, I will upload more very soon on other genres but please do give me your feedback whether good or bad so I can always rectify them. Once again do note that this Indian gay sex story is a work of fiction and all names and used are solely imagination and in no way directed to anyone or person or groups,

Should there be any similarities, it is purely coincidental.