Anurag Sir couldn't resist any longer. He leaned forward, gently placed his hand on her head, and ran his fingers through her hair.
"If your uncle and aunt find out… if the school finds out… we'll have to go far away."
Sneha pressed his hand to her breast, closed her eyes, and with trembling lips, her voice rising from deep within her body—low, desperate, and intensely sensual—she said,
"Sir… please… no one will know."
Before she even finished speaking, the air in the room seemed to grow thicker.
A little shyly, Anurag Sir asked,
"Where do your uncle and aunt keep the condoms?"
Sneha lowered her head in embarrassment. Her voice became even softer, almost a whisper:
"I… I already took one out, Sir."
Anurag Sir's eyes widened. For a moment, his breath caught.
"You… what did you do?"
Sneha glanced toward the small drawer beside the bed.
Her cheeks were flushed, but her eyes held a strange mix of courage and desire.
"It's… inside the drawer. I kept it there."
Sir's heart pounded even harder. He stood up slowly, his legs feeling heavy. When he opened the drawer, he saw a small blue packet neatly placed inside, with two more beside it. Sneha had truly come prepared.
He picked up the packet and turned back to her. Sneha lay on the bed, her frock bunched around her waist—her upper and lower body completely exposed. Her eyes were fixed on him. There was shyness, but far more desire.
Sir said nothing more. His hard, throbbing cock had grown even larger.
While opening the packet, his voice dry, he asked,
"You… had all this planned?"
Sneha nodded, eyes lowered.
"Since this morning… that's all I could think about, Sir. That no one would be home today. That you would come. And… I couldn't wait any longer."
Sir removed his pant.
Sneha watched, her eyes wide with wonder and excitement. Her heart slammed faster.
Then he opened his boxer.
His cock was long!
His hard, hot cock was now fully erect.
She gasped a bit from the sight of his rigid cock! Her face burned with shyness.
He slipped on the condom. Looked at Sneha's face and realised how flustered she was.
Sir sat between her legs again. He gently parted her thighs. Her pussy was now wet, swollen, and ready. He rubbed the head against her slowly. Sneha shivered and clutched the bedsheet.
"Sir… I'm… a little scared…"
"I'll go slow. Very slow." Sir's voice was thick, but he tried to sound reassuring.
Then, very slowly, he began to push inside while he bent towards her.
Sneha was tight, hot, and soaking wet. At first only the head entered. She gritted her teeth and moaned, "Aahh…" Her nails dug into his shoulders.
"Does it hurt?"
"Yes… a little… but don't stop, Sir… please…"
Sir pushed a little more. Halfway in now. Tears slipped from Sneha's eyes, but she spread her legs wider and pulled him closer.
A little more… a little more… until he was completely buried inside her. Sneha let out a long breath, then opened her eyes and looked at him. Her gaze held pain, pleasure, and love all at once.
Sir froze the moment he was fully buried inside her—deep, throbbing, and completely still.
Sneha's eyes flew wide open. A sharp, stinging pain bloomed between her legs, like something delicate had just torn. She gasped, her fingers digging harder into his shoulders.
"S-Sir…" she whimpered, voice tiny and trembling. "It… it hurts… and… and something thick and warm is coming out…"
Anurag Sir's face went pale. He glanced down between their bodies and saw it—thin streaks of bright red blood on the condom, mixed with her wetness. His heart hammered so hard he could hear it in his ears.
"Oh God… Sneha… you're bleeding," he stammered, voice cracking with panic and guilt. "I-I didn't know… I mean, I knew it was your first time but… but I didn't think it would… are you okay? Should I stop? I should stop, right? This is bad… this is really bad…"
He looked completely lost, half-pulling back even as his body refused to obey, hips trembling with the effort.
Sneha's cheeks burned crimson. She quickly shook her head, eyes glassy with tears —her voice softer, shyer. "N-no… Sir, please don't move away," she whispered, her voice so small and cute it made his chest tighten. "It's… it's just because… you know… first time…" She bit her lip, looking away in embarrassment. "I read about it once… it's normal… I think…"
She stopped for a moment and then give saying looking at the window. "It's hurting a little… but… but I don't want you to stop. Please… stay inside me! "
Sir stared at her for a moment.
Then he began to move—tiny, careful thrusts at first, barely pulling out before sliding back in. The blood made everything slicker, warmer.
Sneha started moaning , "Aah…"
Her full breasts juggling with every shallow thrust .
Sir groaned, burying his face in her neck, kissing her clumsily. "God, Sneha… you're so tight… so warm… I can't believe this is happening. I keep thinking your uncle and aunt will walk in any second and… and see us like this… me inside you… with blood on the sheet…" His voice cracked again with worry, but his hips moved deeper. "I'm such an idiot… but I can't stop wanting you…"
"Ahhh,,,, sir,,,, "
Sneha moaned.
As her moans grew louder and her legs started trembling , Sir's pace increased. He thrust deeper.
"Ahh… Sir… it feels… so full…" Sneha whimpered, her nails raking down his back.
The room filled with the intimate sounds of their lovemaking — the slap of skin against skin, their heavy breathing, and Sneha's increasingly breathless cries of pleasure.
Sir lowered his head and took one of her bouncing breasts into his mouth again, sucking gently while continuing to move inside her. The overwhelming combination of sensations pushed Sneha closer and closer to the edge.
"Sir… I… I feel weird …"
"Oh Sneha!!!"
Sir groaned thrusting her more.
" Feel it, feel it,,,"
Her inner walls clenched tightly around him as a powerful orgasm crashed through her. Her entire body trembled violently beneath him, eyes squeezing shut, mouth open in silent ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
Sir stopped as she became limp under him.
"Did you like it Sneha? "
" Yes sir"
She replied, her voice barely audible.
Sir moved his face near her ears.
"Should I fuck you more? "
Sir asked , voice now filled with shameless need.
"Yes sir! "
She replied, hiding her face against his shoulder in embarrassment.
To be continued....