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The new students arrived, a bustling scene indeed. The homeroom teacher began methodically, explaining school rules, regulations, and important points. Then, she announced the class assignments, usually given to students with good grades—
a common practice. Hui was assigned the position of English class representative. Although he knew what English was, he had never studied it and was still quite unfamiliar with it. His classmates were in the same boat. Having never learned English in elementary school, they all held a mixture of hope and apprehension towards it.
The first class the next morning was English. Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, a beautiful figure appeared on the platform. High heels paired with black, sheer stockings. A white suit with two buttons and short trousers couldn't conceal her firm breasts and full, round buttocks. Her slender waist was outlined by the two small buttons. A baby face and long, flowing hair complemented her charming smile. She was Ling, the English teacher.
The audience below the platform was unusually quiet. The boys stared wide-eyed, looking as if they'd never seen a woman before. The girls were amazed; such a professional and beautiful woman was something they'd only ever seen on TV.
Ling began her self-introduction: "Hello everyone, I graduated from XX University with a major in Chinese Language and Literature. Today is my first day at school. From now on, I will be your English teacher. I know that most of you haven't had any exposure to English in elementary school, only learning a little from TV. So, it might be a bit difficult for you. However, I will do my best to teach you. At the same time, I hope you will all study diligently."
Few students listened to Ling. Facing such a teacher, it would be a shame not to admire her.
Learning proceeded smoothly. Ling came to the classroom every evening during self-study to answer the students' questions.
Her arrival always ignited the students' enthusiasm for learning. Ling was most alluring when she bent over.
Because it was autumn, she wore less clothing. It was easy to see her white breasts, covered by a bra,
and her pert buttocks—it made one want to grab her tightly from behind and then thrust repeatedly.
The young female teacher was also a fashion enthusiast. Only the faint scent of her perfume could offer a little comfort to everyone.
After evening self-study, Hui collected the students' homework and took it to Ling's office. This was usually when the class representatives handed in their assignments, so the office was always crowded. After handing in the homework, Hui briefly mentioned which students hadn't submitted theirs. Ling would ask Hui what parts he didn't understand.
Ling said, "You're the class representative, I have to improve your grades. If your grades aren't good, how can I explain it to the school?" Since Ling said this, Hui could only ask Ling questions. After a while, Hui and Ling became closer and talked more.
Once, when handing in homework, Hui said, "Teacher, you're so beautiful." Ling smiled and said, "You seem so honest, but you can be cheeky too." Ling's smile made her even more beautiful. Hui was stunned, forgetting that there was a teacher in front of him. Ling blushed and
reminded Hui, "This is the office, there are many teachers and students here."
Hui then snapped out of his daze, took out his book, and asked Ling questions. After all the other teachers and students had left, Hui took the opportunity to chat about other topics, which always amused Ling. Hui asked Ling, "Can I touch your hand, teacher?"
Ling thought he was just a 13-year-old boy, so she let him touch it. Ling: "You've never touched a girl's hand before?"
Hui: "No, what's so great about touching a little kid's hand?" Ling: "You're so clever, you can touch it, but only once."
Hui, having received permission, eagerly reached out and touched it, stopping there for a moment. Then, he touched it from left to right.
Ling: "That's enough for now, but you can't do it again. And you can't tell anyone." Hui happily promised.
On Saturday afternoon, Ling wanted to tutor Hui. So she went to Hui's house.
Hui's parents were often away on business, and only his grandparents lived there. After Ling arrived, she briefly explained the situation, and his grandparents were very happy. They called Hui, who was playing outside, home. Hui led Ling to his room.
Ling looked around and said, "It's pretty nice, so well decorated." Hui: "Grandma did all this."
The teacher came to this table.
It was winter, and Ling was wearing more clothes. However, her S-shaped figure, full body, and firm breasts still left much to the imagination. Ling: Why are you sitting so far away? Come closer. Hui sat down next to Ling.
Hui: Teacher, that needle on your brooch looks really nice. Ling: It's a butterfly, isn't it pretty? You can wear it on a sweater.
Then, Ling took the butterfly off and showed it to Hui. When Hui took it, he accidentally pricked his hand with the needle, and blood flowed out. Ling saw the blood: It's all my fault, I was so careless. Do you have any tissues?
Hui: There aren't any here, but there are downstairs. Ling put her bleeding finger into her mouth and started sucking.
Seeing this, Hui's penis became hard. Anyone would be excited to see such a sexy beauty sucking their finger.
After Ling sucked a few times and spat out some blood, she took Hui's hands with both of hers and pressed them against the bleeding wound.
Hui's free left hand unconsciously wanted to press his own hand as well. However, he pressed on Ling's hand.
Thus, their hands were clasped together, creating a rather suggestive atmosphere.
Ling sensed the awkwardness and tried to pull her hand away. Hui held on tightly: "The blood is still flowing, let me help you a little more."
They remained face-to-face like this for several minutes. Hui's eyes scanned her from head to toe, then from toe to head several times.
He looked particularly between Ling's legs. Being looked at like that by her student made
Ling blush and her breathing quicken. Ling said, "This isn't right, I'm your teacher. Let go."
Seeing the urgency in Ling's voice, Hui released her hand.
One rainy evening, as Hui and Ling were about to go home, it started to rain. Neither of them had brought raincoats or umbrellas. Luckily, Hui's grandfather, seeing his grandson hadn't returned and it was raining, brought an umbrella to the school.
Since he only brought one umbrella, Hui decided to give it to Ling. Ling refused. They remained at an impasse.
Later, they came up with a solution: they would share the umbrella. They would take Ling home first, and then Hui would go home.
The old man took an umbrella home himself. Since his grandson had a teacher with him, he wasn't worried.
So, Hui and Ling walked almost side-by-side. Slowly, Hui placed his left hand on Ling's waist, hugging her.
He held the umbrella in his right hand, leaning closer to her. Ling, wearing high heels, was over 170cm tall, a little taller than Hui.
At that time, Hui was still developing and hadn't reached 170cm yet. Ling also gripped the umbrella handle with her right hand.
When they arrived at Ling's house, they were both soaked. Ling wanted Hui to come in and dry off, but Hui was in a hurry to go back.
Hui said, "I'm a man, this little rain is nothing. We'll be home soon."
As Hui disappeared into the rain, Ling's eyes welled up with tears. This person
, although her student, was more considerate than her college boyfriend.
A semester passed, and thanks to Hui and Ling's joint efforts, Hui's English grades were excellent. During
the Spring Festival winter break, Hui visited Ling to offer New Year's greetings. Hui and Ling lived in the same county,
so visiting each other's homes was convenient. Of course, Hui went with his parents. After a few pleasantries, Hui and Ling went to another room. This time it was Ling's room. As soon as they entered, Hui hugged Ling. Ling neither resisted nor agreed. Hui said, "Ever since that rainy night when I hugged you, teacher, I've wanted to hug you again. And I hope we can keep hugging like this forever."
Because I love my teacher. Although I know I'm too young now. I don't know what love is, and I can't explain what love is.
But I have a feeling that tells me this is love. I'm so happy to see my teacher every day at school.
Now that it's vacation, I can't see her. I feel so down, I keep thinking about her. I always picture her alone with her.
Ling was moved by Hui's words and cried. She hugged him tightly. At that moment, they forgot they were teacher and student.
Ling made her own choice. That rainy night made her develop feelings for him. At this moment, his words captivated her.
Ling: You've grown taller. Hui: Yes, teacher. But I'm still a little shorter than you. If you didn't wear high heels,
we'd be the same height. Hui's hands kept touching Ling's back, he longed for what he wanted.
His penis was also getting harder. Ling felt the change in Hui's lower body.
Hui instinctively rubbed his penis against Ling's body. Ling tried her best to cooperate with Hui. A few minutes later, Hui's mind went blank, and he hugged Ling tightly. Hui ejaculated; this was the first time he had ejaculated while holding a woman.
Ling pulled Hui to the bedside and unzipped his pants. She wiped his penis clean with paper. Ling: How did you usually take care of it?
Hui: When I got excited reading novels, I would ejaculate with my hand. Ling: Have you ever kissed a girl?
Hui: No, not even once. I've heard that kissing feels great.
Ling kissed him suddenly, catching Hui completely off guard. Ling kissed Hui. Hui: It was too fast just now, I couldn't feel it.
There was only a wet, warm feeling. Ling: You can kiss me.
Hui pounced on Ling like a wolf. The moment their lips met, Hui understood what kissing was.
Hui imitated what he saw on TV, swaying his head from side to side, his mouth moving along with it. Ling opened her teeth and put her tongue into Hui's mouth.
Hui instinctively stuck out his tongue and intertwined it tightly with Ling's.
Hui's hands weren't idle either. His hands reached for the heights he had always dreamed of... firm breasts.
After a while, Ling pushed Hui away. Ling: You can only go so far. When you're older, I'll give you the rest too.
Hui: Teacher, please don't answer the students' questions anymore. They all take advantage of you when you bend over.
Ling: You little rascal, I don't know what will happen to you. Do you also want to see? I remember at the beginning, you often looked at my chest. Sometimes in the office, you were standing and I was sitting. I would deliberately lean forward a little.
That way, my outer clothes would lean outwards, and you could see inside. Hui: So, Teacher, you deliberately let me see.
No wonder I could see so often. Ling: Did you often use Teacher as a masturbation object before?
Hui: Yes, with such a beautiful teacher, it's hard not to think about it. Ling: Teacher is yours from now on.
Looking is fine, but you should pay attention to your image. Don't let others see and gossip. Hui: I want to see Teacher's breasts after she takes off her clothes.
Ling pulled up her bra, revealing her breasts wearing a bra. Then she unhooked the bra, and her white breasts came out. Hui: So big, so white, and not sagging at all.
Before he finished speaking, Hui kissed her. His other hand wasn't idle either. One hand kneaded her breasts, while his mouth sucked and bit them incessantly. Ling moaned ecstatically; it was so wonderful. She
hadn't felt this way in a long time. She'd only felt this way in college, and now it was back.
Near the end of the academic year, the school decided to reorganize the classes, drawing the best students from each class to form a new class. Ling could no longer teach Hui. That night, Hui went to hand in his homework as usual. However, he wasn't in a good mood.
When he got to the office, he stared intently at Ling's breasts. Ling said: "I can't teach you anymore.
Come to my house tomorrow night; my parents aren't home." Hui: "Okay."
The next day after school, they went to Ling's house together. As soon as they entered, they hugged each other. They kissed and touched each other. Then, they went to take a shower together. After taking off their clothes, Hui's penis immediately sprang out.
Ling put it in her mouth without washing it first. For the man she loved, what did it matter if his penis wasn't washed? It didn't matter at all.
Hui experienced oral sex for the first time and ejaculated a few minutes later. Hui: Sis, this feels so good.
Ling: There's something even better. The two of them bathed each other. It wasn't really a bath, but rather they hugged and touched each other.
Hui was especially careful, afraid of missing a single spot. It was the first time he had seen a completely naked beauty, and he washed and caressed every inch of her skin. He gently felt and caressed her. Ling closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
Ling meticulously washed Hui's penis. Ling: This thing needs to be cleaned, like this.
Look at yours now, how dirty it is here. Remember that next time.
After washing, the two of them went to the bed. By this time, his penis was already hard. Ling squatted by the bed, using her breasts to clamp his penis, moving it up and down continuously. Hui, seeing such a sensual scene, had long forgotten who he was.
Ling's hands didn't stop, and she teased Hui with ambiguous eyes. Hui, experiencing this for the first time, couldn't resist and ejaculated again soon after. Ling said, "I won't give it to you tonight.
I'll give it to you when you're in high school, after you've finished developing." Although Hui's penis became erect again after a while
, a man with beautiful dreams wouldn't force his woman. Before
they knew it, it was summer vacation during their second year of high school, and Hui met Ling on the street. That night, they went to a hotel.
Hui learned that Ling already had a boyfriend, and he was from the same school. Hui wanted her to wait until he graduated before marrying her.
However, the age gap couldn't change the fact. Ling had given her most beautiful and precious things to the man she loved, even though she knew it was hopeless.
But women are naturally emotional beings. Hui rode Ling all night.
He wanted to give her all his love.

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