A Chinese language teacher with a strong sex drive

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My surname is Du, and my given name is Jiawei (pseudonym). I'm a freshman at a vocational high school. I spent the last month of summer vacation reviewing all my junior high school coursework and finally managed to get into a decent vocational school in the county. Many of my old friends are also in the same school, even the same class, which makes me incredibly happy. These next three years might be much easier. The
beginning of my dream: Shortly after the start of the semester, the school held a Chinese language competition. During morning study, the teacher asked each class to choose a participant. Unexpectedly, my best friends urged me to participate in a speech contest. To be honest, I'm quite good at public speaking, but I have absolutely no interest in this kind of thing. Oh well! But it's too late to turn back now.
Just as I was about to nod in agreement, another group of classmates nominated another student. While we were at an impasse, the teacher spoke up: "Both of you, come to the teacher's office next period. I'll choose." With the ringing of the bell, class ended.
I sat in the student center for a while, then went straight to the teacher's office. The other student was already sitting next to the teacher. As soon as the teacher saw me arrive, she said, "You two, come with me." Then she turned and walked out. She led us to the meeting room next to the advisor's office, a place specifically for meeting parents. It had two rows of "I'm the Number One Fool" chairs, several individual chairs, a long table between the two rows of "I'm the Number One Fool" chairs, and a photocopier.
The teacher closed the doors and windows, turned on the air conditioning, and told us to sit down. Then she took out a piece of paper covered in dense writing—it was a speech draft. "You two, each read it to me," the teacher said, sitting in her chair with her legs crossed, looking relaxed.
After finally finishing reading and waiting for the other person to finish, it was already time for class. The teacher seemed to have a reason for her decision: "Hmm… I think Du Jiawei should participate, because you, so-and-so, were too nervous." Yay! The strong will prevail.
"There will be another chance next time." She truly is a Chinese teacher! She speaks with great skill, never hurting anyone. "You can go back now." Haha, I didn't disappoint my best friends. Just as I reached the door… “Wait, Du Jiawei, stay behind. I’ll teach you some public speaking skills.” Good heavens! I was tired of hearing it, but I couldn’t refuse.
“I’ll tell you…” I stayed anyway, and the long lecture began… About thirty minutes later, the second class had just started, and the teacher finally finished her tedious speech: “That’s it. Next time, I’ll teach you some gestures…”
Good heavens! There’s a next time. The teacher walked out as she spoke, and I followed behind step by step. Suddenly, she turned around: “Go back and tell your classmates to hand in their essays tomorrow…” She was talking, but her feet didn’t stop.
With a “bang,” the teacher’s high-heeled foot twisted, and she fell sharply. I quickly grabbed her… and with that grab, something happened… I looked around. It turned out the teacher had bumped into a small stool.
Just as I was about to ask if she was alright, I noticed something soft under my hand—oh my god! I grabbed the teacher’s ample breasts. My face flushed. The teacher had already stood up, and I quickly let go of her hand. Her face was also red, and her eyes were fixed on me. The atmosphere was incredibly awkward. Time seemed to stand still; I didn't dare move.
Suddenly, the teacher moved… She grabbed my penis, which was already hard from the soft touch. She rubbed it incessantly, and my school pants instantly created a tent.
The teacher laughed, a lewd and wanton laugh. She pulled down my zipper, pulled down my underwear, and pulled out my erect penis. She rubbed it back and forth, her other hand caressing my testicles. Her body slowly slid down, and then she extended her fiery red tongue, licking my purplish-red glans. The tingling sensation made me moan incessantly.
"Is it good?" The teacher looked up at me with a playful expression; it was hard to believe a middle-aged woman would have such an expression. I nodded dazedly. The teacher leaned forward and took my penis into her mouth… "Mmm…" I almost cried out; it felt so good! Her mouth was so warm, her lips pressed tightly together, her wet, hot tongue sliding across my penis. I held her head down, and she blew even harder, her head bobbing violently back and forth, intensifying my pleasure. A tingling sensation shot through my tailbone, and I shuddered—I was about to ejaculate!
The teacher seemed to sense it, her head jerking forward, taking my entire penis into her mouth. I thrust forward, and my semen gushed into her mouth… I kept ejaculating, and she couldn't take it all. A large amount of semen dripped from her lips onto her brown dress, but she didn't care. She continued to suck on my glans, swallowing my semen as if trying to suck out every last drop.
After my final ejaculation, she swallowed the semen in her mouth and licked my still-erect penis with a satisfied expression. Her oral skills were truly amazing, making me feel all tingly and itchy, and my darling immediately became erect again.
In that instant, I seemed to see the teacher's eyes light up, a happy and excited expression appearing on her face. She stood up with a smile and said to me with a mischievous grin, "You've dirtied my clothes, what are you going to do about it?"
Still immersed in the forbidden pleasure of the moment, I heard her words but stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to say. "You just ejaculated a lot, you've soaked a big patch of my dress!"
The teacher's tone was so sweet, with a hint of seduction. For a young man in the prime of his life, this was incredibly stimulating. I really wanted to rush up and strip her naked, pin her down, and fuck her to death. However, because she was my mentor, and because I still couldn't believe it, I didn't dare to make a move.
I didn't dare move, but the teacher grew impatient. She paused for a moment, slowly took three or four steps back, took off her glasses, and then said, "If your clothes are dirty, you have to take them off. Hehe..." The teacher actually slowly took off her dress right in front of me.
Good heavens! I couldn't believe my eyes. When the teacher's dress was pulled down to her chest, I gasped. Her bra was incredibly sexy, just like her lipstick: a bright, vibrant red, and a half-cup style, revealing most of her magnificent breasts. This was so arousing! The teacher's skin was very fair, her arms were beautiful, and she had thick armpit hair, all of which constantly teased my eyes and mind.
The teacher suddenly stopped, her eyes fixed on me, her tongue constantly licking her lips, as if yearning for something. Her hands stopped pulling down the dress and began to tease me physically. She put her right fingers to her mouth and licked them repeatedly with her deep red, soft tongue, like playing with a small penis. Her left hand, through the sexy bra, squeezed her left breast hard, occasionally letting out soft moans. The
teacher's breasts were indeed quite large, and the way they were squeezed was indescribable. With the constant squeezing, her large breasts were almost about to break free of the bra's restraint and jump out with a splash. To be honest, I couldn't take this teasing anymore. I dare say my penis was as hard as an iron rod.
I kept staring at the teacher's breasts. I really wanted to see the nipples of her large breasts, but she seemed to notice. Whenever her breasts were about to be exposed as she kneaded them, she would skillfully hide them.
People are always more curious about what they can't have. At that moment, I had an urge to tear that sexy bra to shreds. My whole body felt like it was on fire, my fists clenched tighter and tighter, and my whole body seemed to be trembling slightly. But the teacher went even further. Not only did she knead her breasts and lick her fingers, but her whole body also started to twist. She raised her hands high above her head, revealing her thick and messy armpit hair. She kept twisting her waist and swaying her hips, and occasionally throwing flirtatious glances. Her tongue wandered over her snow-white arms and finally stopped under her armpit... Good heavens, she actually started licking her own armpit!
She licked very hard, and saliva flowed down her tongue, making her armpit hair shiny. Although the teacher wasn't young, the sight of a middle-aged woman making such a gesture seemed even more alluring. My glans turned purple, and some clear fluid oozed out; my entire penis was throbbing slightly.
A teacher was performing a lewd dance and making obscene gestures in front of her students; the lewd scene made me dizzy. Seeing that I remained unmoved, a look of disappointment appeared on her flushed face, and her movements slowed. After a moment, she stopped, her hands returning to her dress. My heart skipped a beat. Was the teacher angry that I hadn't reacted at all? Was she going to put her clothes back on? I hated myself for being so cowardly. However, I was wrong. The teacher began her next, even more intense seduction… Her dress slowly slid down with her hands, and I heard a gurgling sound in my throat. Then came the teacher's snow-white abdomen, as smooth as her large breasts, incredibly alluring.
The teacher's hands didn't stop for a moment; just as her underwear was about to be revealed, she gave me a flirtatious wink. Suddenly, with a "whoosh," the teacher was left only in her bra and panties, and my eyes lit up. Her panties and bra were clearly the same brand, the same bright red, the same allure; her thighs were even more irresistible, full and white, making one want to touch them; through her panties, I could already see her very thick pubic hair at the mons pubis.
Before I could finish looking, the teacher slowly turned around, her back to me, her back equally smooth and white. She spread her legs, somewhat at ease, and I didn't know what she wanted to do. After a minute, the teacher suddenly bent over, looking at me between her thighs, and I was suddenly shocked to realize that, through her red panties, the shape of her vulva was clearly visible to me. The part of her panties near her vagina was slightly darker; she was already wet, and a few pubic hairs peeked out from the side of her panties. I felt as if I were bewitched, my throat was incredibly dry, and I took a step towards the teacher in a daze.
My penis, veins bulging, was imposing and arrogant, poised for action, burning with desire. The precum on the glans seemed to crave the woman before me. I knew I needed this woman, this middle-aged woman who had once been my mentor.
Seeing my actions, her hand roamed even more brazenly to my clitoris, rubbing it through my underwear. "Ugh...ugh...oh...ah..." she moaned sweetly, her juices flowing freely, instantly soaking a large patch of her underwear. As she masturbated, her eyes never left me, watching my expression, finally settling on my imposing penis. Following her gaze, I involuntarily looked at my penis as well. It was like a boxer who had warmed up, brimming with boundless fighting spirit, ready to knock down his opponent at any moment.
Because of the teacher's arousal, the amount of precum secreted from my glans increased, overflowing from the glans to the penis, then flowing down the penis to the scrotum, where the precum was about to drip onto the floor... The teacher saw this from between her thighs, suddenly straightened up, turned around and rushed towards me.
The teacher knelt down in front of me, wrapped her arms around my thighs, and extended her tongue, licking my precum clean from the bottom of my scrotum to the tip of my penis. Her tongue then moved to the glans, constantly stirring the precum that had not yet flowed down, and finally brought it into her mouth, leaving it completely clean. This was the second time the teacher had given me oral sex, and a wave of pleasure washed over me, as if I were in heaven. The teacher did not stop, her tongue constantly sliding up and down my penis, slowly moving down, opening her mouth to take my testicles in, her tongue constantly licking my scrotum and testicles, while her warm palms held my penis and kept stroking it back and forth... "Oh...oh...uh..." I couldn't take it anymore, and all reason and psychological barriers vanished instantly. I reached out and grabbed the teacher's hair, slowly lifting it up. She seemed to understand my intention, immediately taking my penis into her mouth, her warm lips providing a wonderful service—it felt so good! However, I had no intention of ejaculating. I stroked her hair with my left hand, while my right hand slowly moved down, kneading her large breasts through her bra. The teacher felt my touch and performed oral sex even more vigorously, her head moving rapidly back and forth, her tongue rubbing against my penis, her hands restlessly caressing my buttocks. As the pleasure intensified, my hands involuntarily increased the pressure, her breasts contorting and twisting in my hands… “Ah… um…” the teacher, with my penis in her mouth, let out muffled moans.
I didn't want to delay any longer. I moved my hands to her armpits and gently lifted her up. She understood my meaning and slowly stood up. I'm quite tall; even when she stood up, she only reached my chest. I roughly and haphazardly shoved my rock-hard penis back into my school pants. "You...you...you're leaving...!" The teacher's voice was panicked, followed by a look that seemed about to cry. I stared at her for a moment, then reached out and grasped her left breast, forcefully shoving her onto the "I'm the Number One Fool" chair... She stumbled and landed on it, and I pounced on her like a wolf, ready to unleash the pent-up desire I'd been suppressing for almost half an hour. The teacher, half-reclining on the "I'm the Number One Fool" chair, was beautiful, wearing only underwear, her legs slightly parted, her eyes filled with lust as
she stared at me. While her figure wasn't as perfect as a model's, it was still quite good—a slender waist, a slight belly, and slim thighs. Just as my classmate had said: incredibly sexy, arousing endless desire. I pressed myself against her; what I wanted most now was to see her large breasts and their nipples. I moved both hands to the teacher's bra at the same time, not caring whether it was front-fastened or back-fastened, nor wasting time unhooking it. My right hand slipped inside the bra, touching the teacher's already erect nipples, and pulled them outwards forcefully… “Ouch!” the teacher cried out, probably hurt by the bra being pulled open. I threw the bra to the right, ignoring the teacher's cry, and quickly turned around to see the proud breasts I had just freed from the teacher's restraints, only to see two snow-white arms like an iron wall. The teacher looked at me with a resentful expression: “You hurt me…” I froze, not knowing what to do for a moment. Seeing my blank look, the teacher chuckled: “Look carefully!” She lifted her hands upwards… I froze again, what a beautiful pair of breasts: the teacher's nipples were brown, small and delicate, already hardened, erect on those snow-white breasts. I grabbed her breasts with both hands, wow! So soft, I couldn't even hold them with one hand, they were so big! I kept squeezing and kneading, because this opportunity was truly rare, and I wished I could tear those two big breasts apart. As I rubbed, I teased the teacher's nipples with my fingers, sometimes circling them, sometimes pinching them hard... "Hmm... Ugh... Oh... Stop... Stop... Ah..." The teacher gasped softly as my fingers played with her. Hearing the teacher's moans, my lust intensified. I cupped her breasts with both hands and squeezed them from the side, squeezing hard until they deformed and were pushed high. I immediately stuck out my tongue and licked the teacher's lovely nipples. I first circled my tongue around her nipple, making her moan incessantly, then took her nipple into my mouth and sucked hard. I then gently nibbled at it with my teeth. She shuddered, pulling at her hair with both hands: "Ah! Ah!! I... can't take it... anymore... hurry... come... I want your cock... ah..."
I couldn't take it anymore either. I helped her up, stood up, and prepared to take off my clothes. But she was even more eager than me. She grabbed my pants, loosened the belt, and forcefully pulled them down to my thighs. But she didn't immediately take off my underwear. Instead, she slowly stroked my penis through it with both hands, making me incredibly hard, before finally pulling my underwear down. As soon as my penis was exposed, she exclaimed with delight: "So good... ah!" Then she immediately took my penis back into her mouth. She continued to suck and release my penis, while her hands slowly removed my pants and underwear. When my pants were down to my calves, she slowly took off my shoes. This royal treatment was truly wonderful! The teacher stood up only when my lower body was completely naked, but he was still stroking my penis with his right hand while his left hand unbuttoned my shirt and took it off. I was completely naked.
The teacher's left hand kept caressing my chest, while her right hand continued to masturbate me. Slowly, the teacher's left hand moved to my back, and the teacher licked my nipple with her tongue. "Mmm..." So this is what it feels like to have your nipples licked! I started to act too. My hand slowly pulled down the teacher's panties and placed them together with her dress. I caressed the teacher's thighs, pushed the teacher away, and led her to the edge of the "I'm the Number One Fool" chair. Then I spread the teacher's legs, and now I had a chance to see the teacher completely naked. The teacher's face was flushed, and she covered her mouth shyly with her hand. Her breasts were not sagging at all, but stood upright in front of her chest. I squatted down in front of the teacher's thighs and carefully observed her vulva. The teacher had a lot of hair, which was wet and shiny with her vaginal fluid. I spread her vulva with my hands. It was purplish-red, and the vaginal fluid made the vaginal flesh shiny and slippery, making my mouth water. I slowly played with her private parts with my hands, and then impatiently rubbed her clitoris. To be honest, I couldn't hold back any longer. I'm quite impressed with myself for having lasted this long. "Ah...ah...good...ahhhhh...mmm...ah...ha..." The teacher's moans grew more and more urgent. I quickly grabbed the teacher's thighs with both hands, licked her clitoris hard with my tongue, and pinched her nipple hard with my right hand.
"Ahhhhh...I can't...take it...ahhh...harder...harder...faster...ahhh...so good..." "I'm going to...come...come...come...ahhhh...Meimei...coming...come...ahhhh...come, come, come...ahhhhhh!!!!!" The teacher's whole body tensed up, then trembled, and a stream of vaginal fluid rushed into my mouth. I knew she had orgasmed. I didn't drink the vaginal fluid because I thought it smelled fishy and unpleasant. I quickly moved my head away from the teacher's private parts. The teacher's body was limp, but I didn't give her a chance to rest. I continued to rub her clitoris with my hand, while licking her nipples incessantly... Soon, her back arched again. "Mmm...so good...so...so comfortable...ah...faster...come on...come on...mmm...ah..." The teacher wanted it again. Hehe! Opportunity knocks but once. I quickly pulled the teacher's thighs slightly apart, letting her half-lie, half-sit on me, the number one fool. Then, I grasped my penis with one hand, and placed my other hand on the teacher's shoulder, slowly adjusting the position... After aiming at the teacher's vagina, I didn't immediately insert it. I held my penis, letting the glans slowly rub against the vaginal opening. Although I really wanted it, I knew I couldn't rush it. I had to let her experience extreme pleasure and an intense orgasm so that I could do whatever I wanted afterward. I patiently continued to tease the teacher, but she had already reached her limit. "Hurry...hurry up...put it in already!..." I acted as if I didn't hear her and continued my movements. Actually, the pleasure of rubbing my glans was making my lust very high, but I could only endure it now. "Ugh...I...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to die...good...person...please...stop...torturing me...anymore...um...ugh..." The teacher groaned breathlessly, but I tried my best to endure it. Suddenly, the teacher's vagina came towards my penis...haha, the teacher couldn't hold back! I dodged, missing; the teacher then tried several more times, each time I dodged. "Please...give it to me...I need you..." The teacher was almost crying, her pleading tone was very heartbreaking. Okay! It's time. I moved my buttocks back and suddenly thrust into her vagina with all my might... "Ahhh!!! So good...ahhh!!!" The teacher's wish was finally fulfilled. I no longer had the idea of teasing the teacher, because once I entered the teacher's vagina, all my desire had to be released. The teacher's vagina wasn't tight; I could only feel something enveloping my penis, slowly sliding along. It was very moist and quite warm, the soft, wet vaginal flesh gripping my penis as it moved, still giving me considerable pleasure. I started by thrusting slowly, and once I was comfortable with everything, I began to thrust forcefully without restraint. "Ah...you're so amazing!!! Faster...faster...harder..." The teacher's voice became high-pitched and seductive. Her eyes were closed, her brows furrowed tightly, her mouth slightly open, her face displaying an expression of ecstasy. I never imagined that my usually elegant and gentle teacher would transform into such a lewd middle-aged woman. This gave me boundless pleasure, and I thrust even harder, each stroke pounding against the teacher's vagina, leading her step by step to orgasm. I looked down at the point where my penis and vagina were joined. The teacher's labia were constantly flipping back and forth with each thrust, my penis was glistening with her vaginal fluids, and her large breasts were swaying up and down, her hair was disheveled from the movement. All of this excited me even more, and I thrust harder and harder into the woman beneath me... The teacher's cries grew louder and louder, and she kept muttering to herself, I couldn't understand what she was saying at all. Who cares about her! I just need to fuck her hard. I reached out and kept stroking the teacher's breasts and pinching her nipples. "Ahhhhhh... I'm going to... climax... Ahhhhh! Ugh... Faster... Fuck me to death!... Oh... I'm going to climax..." Hearing these lewd moans, I knew the teacher was about to climax, and I thrust my hips back and forth with all my might, each thrust hitting her G-spot hard. The teacher's reaction grew increasingly intense. She scrambled up and hugged me, gripping my back tightly with both hands, her breath coming in gasps and moans… My back ached from her grip, but I gritted my teeth, thrusting harder the more it hurt, pinching her nipple with one hand. "Ah…ahhhhhh!!! I'm going to…I'm going to…I'm going to…I'm coming…ah…ahh ... The teacher lying on top of me, the biggest fool, was incredibly alluring: completely naked, her hair disheveled, her eyes slightly open, drool still lingering at the corners of her mouth, her large breasts bearing my scratch marks, her hands limply resting on her body, her genitals constantly leaking fluid, her vagina opening opening and closing as if breathing, her pubic hair almost completely wet and sticky, her legs lazily spread wide… From these signs, the teacher's orgasm must have been extremely intense, and she probably hadn't experienced anything like this in a long time.
I crouched down close to the teacher's face and softly asked, "Was it good?" I, who had been too afraid to speak before, finally spoke, because I knew I had the situation under control. The teacher slowly opened her eyes and said weakly, "Mmm…you were great…" Her answer satisfied me. I slowly stood up, deliberately flashing my still-erect penis in front of the teacher's eyes. "Ah!!" The teacher involuntarily let out a soft gasp, her tone filled with surprise. "You, you haven't ejaculated yet!" the teacher asked with concern. Heh, she's fallen into my trap again. I pretended to be all sweetheart and said, "It's okay, teacher, as long as you're comfortable." I saw a lewd glint flash across her face. She climbed off me, walked to me, and muttered to herself, looking at my penis, "What a great thing..." "Do you want more?" she asked, looking up at me. "I think it's better if I let you rest." I was being incredibly hypocritical. She didn't answer. She walked to me, bent down, and supported herself with her hands, her buttocks raised high, her wet, cunt facing me.
She turned her head and said in a very lewd tone, "Good man... just come in..." I thought I had no reason to refuse anymore. With my penis erect, I moved towards my target, walking behind her. I first caressed the teacher's fair and plump buttocks, then slowly inserted my penis into her vagina. I thrust very slowly, but it aroused her again, and she kept moaning. "Do you want me to thrust harder?" I asked, no longer treating this woman as my teacher. "Mmm...faster...thrust harder..." I really enjoyed hearing her plead. "You really want it?" I didn't speed up my thrusting, but continued to press her. "Mmm~~! Please...hurry up..." Seeing that her pleas were ineffective, she resorted to a coquettish tone. What a wanton woman for pleasure! I ignored her coquettishness and continued to thrust slowly, occasionally teasing her clitoris with my hand. "Ouch...it's so itchy...mmm...good man...hurry up and thrust harder...stop teasing me...hurry...hurry up..." Her voice trembled.
I suddenly cursed in an extremely harsh tone, "You slut!!! If you want to have fun, why don't you just do it yourself!!!" My tone became increasingly audacious, because I knew the teacher couldn't do without me right now. No sooner had I finished speaking than the teacher tossed her disheveled hair and actually started masturbating, letting out moans. I took the opportunity to watch her closely; her large breasts were swaying back and forth in wide arcs. I grabbed them and squeezed them relentlessly. The teacher's pleasure intensified, her movements became more vigorous, and her juices flowed continuously onto the floor… I squeezed the teacher's large breasts with both hands, receiving her ministrations from below. This strange pleasure was unparalleled. I released the teacher's breasts because I had discovered an even better target. Seeing the teacher's plump buttocks swaying beneath me, I couldn't bear to let them be idle. A sudden idea arose in my mind, and before I knew it, my hand moved. I swung my hand, and "Smack!!!"—I slapped the teacher's buttocks hard. "Ahhh!!" the teacher cried out. But the sound conveyed a sense of comfort and pleasure, so I slapped her even harder. "Slap slap slap..." The sound of slaps echoed throughout the room... At this moment, the teacher was like a lustful beast, frantically and forcefully stroking my penis, seeking even stronger pleasure until she climaxed.
Just as we were both lost in the vortex of lust, suddenly, "Ding~ Ding~ Ding~ Ding~!" The bell rang, signaling the end of class. The teacher and I simultaneously stopped our intense activity. "The bell! Where did that come from? Why is there a bell?" Only then did we both come to our senses. We had both been blinded by lust. We were still at school! In fact, in the meeting room next to the professor's office! I quickly pulled my penis out of the teacher's body, and the teacher quickly picked up her dress and underwear, putting them on as fast as she could. After I was dressed, she immediately walked towards the door. I followed the teacher. She opened the door, and just as I was about to follow her out, she suddenly turned around and said, "Don't go, wait here." Then she quickly closed the door and left.
I walked back, sat on my "I'm the Number One Fool" chair, and started thinking about the whole absurd thing: I had actually slept with a woman around forty years old! Although she was very alluring, she was my professor! More importantly, she was a married woman! Why did I sleep with her? Was I really overcome with lust? No, no, it wasn't! Although I don't have sex often, I have many girlfriends and sexual partners, which has honed my sexual skills and abilities. I... I did it to use the teacher, to make my vocational high school life go smoothly, to avoid failing a year, and to not have to worry about my studies. I was so despicable! Sleeping with her for grades is no different from being a prostitute; I was degrading myself.
Just then, I saw the teacher's bra lying on the side. I quickly picked it up, afraid someone might suddenly come in and see it. I didn't immediately put the bra away because I fell into deep thought again: Teacher... she... isn't wearing a bra now. Doesn't that dress have two little protruding nipples? Won't her breasts jiggle? Just thinking about the teacher's current appearance made my penis, which had softened due to self-reproach, harden again, and my lust reignited. No, I still have desire for the teacher, not just for grades, but I also want to have a good time with that mature body. Comforting myself with this thought, I felt much better. "Click!" The doorknob turned, and I quickly sat back down—I'm such a fool!—stuffing the teacher's sexy red bra into my pocket. It was the teacher who came in. I breathed a sigh of relief and immediately went to greet her, wanting to ask if anyone had noticed. The teacher closed the door, locked it, and smiled, saying, "Luckily, no one was in the tutor's room last period." Whew... looks like I'm lucky. The teacher didn't say much, but moved closer to me, and suddenly stroked my penis through my pants with one hand.
"Wow! You're still hard? That's amazing!" Actually, I was already hard, but the teacher's touch made it even harder. The teacher wrapped her other arm around my neck, pulled me down, and kissed me passionately on the lips. I was startled and broke free from the teacher's grasp, saying, "Teacher, this is school..." I was really afraid of being discovered, but the teacher smiled faintly, "Are you scared? Didn't you just do it for a long time? I didn't see you cowering just now!" After saying that, she chuckled. I didn't answer, or rather, I didn't know how to answer, so I could only awkwardly force a smile.
The teacher's hand reached out again to stroke my penis, looking at me softly with her eyes, and said in a very gentle tone, "Don't worry! The door is locked, and I've already told all the teachers that I'm going to 'discipline' a student properly in the meeting room, so no one will come in, don't be afraid!" The teacher's tone was a bit like coaxing a child. So the teacher had a reason for making me wait here; it seems she really needed to. Fine, I'll give her a good scolding! My heart, which had been pounding, finally settled, and I immediately retorted, "Hmm... how are you going to 'discipline' me?" I teased her with my words. Hearing this, the teacher wrapped her arms around my neck again, and kissed me once more. I lowered my head, making it easier for her to move. Her tongue, like applying lipstick, circled my lips before sliding into mine. Her breath had a faint tea flavor; she must have drunk some water before leaving, and I realized I was quite thirsty myself. Her tongue intertwined with mine; it tasted sweet, and her saliva tasted delicious too. Her tongue was incredibly agile, constantly teasing the inside of my mouth, making me unbearably itchy. We kissed deeply for a long time, lost in our own world. Then the teacher removed my belt, and then unbuttoned my shirt one by one, quickly taking off my school uniform shirt, and then immediately taking off my trousers. The teacher threw my clothes aside and began rubbing my penis through my underwear, causing it to bulge out of my pants. Seeing this, the teacher chuckled and said, "Don't be afraid. Ha! It's so hard." I laughed and said, "It's just that someone can't satisfy it!" Upon hearing this, the teacher suddenly pinched my penis. "Ouch! That hurts! What are you doing?" I complained. The teacher, with an indifferent expression, glanced at me sideways and said, "Are you saying someone can't satisfy it?" I quickly said, "No, no! I was talking in my sleep." Humph! This is revenge!
The teacher, with a victorious expression, squatted down and gently took off my underwear, then immediately took my penis into her mouth. "Mmm...mmm...so hard! So good...mmm..." the teacher mumbled. I ran my fingers through the teacher's hair, enjoying myself immensely. The teacher would occasionally stick out her tongue and lick the shaft of my penis, sometimes also using her hands to lick my testicles. I slowly moved my body towards "I'm the Number One Fool," and the teacher, in turn, moved slowly with my penis in her mouth, her arms tightly wrapped around my waist, like a precious treasure afraid of losing its mouth. I moved the teacher's head away, lay down on "I'm the Number One Fool," and looked at her, saying, "Why are you afraid my penis will run away! Like a dog chasing a bone. Don't worry, I'll definitely satisfy you." I teased the teacher. Who knew the teacher wasn't angry at all, but instead said in a very sweet tone, "Good brother... let me lick it... I'll definitely make you feel good..." She immediately knelt at my feet. Goodness, she's calling me brother now! But it felt really good. I adjusted my position and said, "Come on, serve me well, and I'll only fuck you if you do a good job."
The teacher, as if she had found a treasure, climbed slightly onto my thighs, laughing, "Watch how I 'discipline' you!" Then, she immediately took my penis into her mouth, her hands constantly stroking my thighs. The teacher sucked on my penis for a while, then pulled away and began licking the glans with her tongue. I groaned in pleasure. Seeing how hard she was working, I couldn't help but say, "You're great! You're making me feel so good." A smile appeared on the teacher's lips. After this playful exchange, there was no longer any awkwardness between us, and we flirted like a couple. The teacher sucked for a long time, then looked up and said, "You're so good...you're making my mouth feel so good." Actually, if she had sucked for just ten more seconds, I would have given in. I pretended to be unsatisfied: "Okay, okay, that's alright!" Hearing this, the teacher pouted like a child and said, "I'm so serious, and you don't even praise me? You say 'alright,' I'll bite you!" I laughed and replied, "If I bite you off, you won't get any pleasure." The teacher talked to me while masturbating me, looking sulky. I was both annoyed and amused, and quickly said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, if you want to feel good, come on up yourself!"
The teacher was overjoyed and quickly climbed onto my body, straddling my penis, and sat down... "Plop!" With a sound, it went all the way to the bottom. The teacher also cried out, "Ohhhh!" So wet, the teacher's vagina was so wet, the first stroke almost made me ejaculate. I quickly stopped the teacher who was about to start thrusting, I grabbed her two big breasts, kneading and squeezing each one, and occasionally sucking on her two brown nipples. I could feel the teacher's juices flowing more and more, and I even licked the teacher's neck with my tongue, making the teacher tremble on my body. After a while, my penis no longer felt like ejaculating, so I started thrusting my lower body, pushing upwards. The teacher felt it and used her legs to support me on the "number one big fool seat," constantly thrusting downwards. The two of us were piston-like, the pleasure was doubled. "Ohhhhh, so good... ah... haha... ahhhhh... faster... harder...!" The teacher moaned loudly. I gritted my teeth, not only not wanting to shout out, but also afraid that I would lose control and ejaculate. I thrust harder and harder, and the teacher moved up and down in response. The soft slapping sounds came from where we were joined, and her juices were flowing down my inner thighs. "Ah ... Suddenly, the teacher's vaginal opening tightened, and a gush of vaginal fluid shot out. I was about to ejaculate, and just as I was about to thrust further to reach my climax, the teacher, who was on top of me, suddenly pulled away from my penis. The moment she did, she knelt down and took it into her mouth, stroking it back and forth... Oral sex gave me even stronger pleasure because the teacher's mouth was very tight, and her tongue was constantly teasing me. My penis reached its limit. "Ugh!..." I groaned, and my semen gushed out like a wild horse. I immediately pulled out of the teacher's mouth and took my hand instead... "Pfft pfft pfft...!" Semen continued to spray, covering the teacher's head and face, her hair and breasts were also covered in a thick white paste. The teacher quickly took my penis back into her mouth, swallowing the remaining semen, letting me enjoy the brief pleasure after ejaculating.
Actually, I sprayed the teacher on purpose because I really wanted to see the teacher covered in semen. It was truly an amazing climax! The teacher didn't seem to care about the white liquid on her body. Instead, she quickly grabbed my hand and asked with concern, "Are you comfortable? Are you satisfied?" She still cared about what I had said earlier. To be honest, this touched me deeply. I nodded... and asked her, "And you?" The teacher said joyfully, "Hmm... It was wonderful! I've never experienced anything like this before." I really wanted to ask if her husband hadn't satisfied her, but in this situation, I thought she probably didn't want to think about him.
Seeing that I didn't speak, the teacher began to clean herself. She pulled out some tissues from the long table and asked me to help her clean her hair. I took the tissues and wiped the semen from her hair. Of course, it was impossible to wipe it completely clean; a few drops of semen remained in her hair. Since I was standing while cleaning her hair, and she was still kneeling, my penis was swaying near her head. My penis was semi-erect; the intense sex hadn't made it completely limp. Suddenly, the teacher's hand gently grasped it, and then she looked at me quietly. I stopped what I was doing and smiled at the teacher, saying, "Do you want more?" The teacher didn't answer my question; instead, she kissed my glans and slowly said, "I thank you for giving me such a wonderful experience." Then she took my penis into her mouth again. My question was indirectly answered, and I smiled, continuing what I was doing. My penis swelled again in the teacher's warm mouth, and she seemed very happy, sucking on it even more attentively. I finally managed to clean the teacher's hair; although some residue remained, at least outwardly there were no visible flaws. Seeing me stop, the teacher pushed me away, smiling seductively, "You can't clean it with tissues." Then, she cupped her large breasts, also covered in semen, in her hands, bringing them close to her face. Lowering her head, she slowly opened her mouth, extending her bright red tongue to lick her breasts, swallowing mouthfuls of semen.
Wow! This was incredibly stimulating for me; my penis hardened, and I felt a heat rising in my lower body. The teacher lowered her breasts, then used her fingers to scrape off the remaining semen that she couldn't lick and put it in her mouth. She also used her tongue to lick clean the semen around her lips. Soon, just as she had said, it was spotless. My penis was also at its peak erection. To be honest, the teacher really knew how to arouse a man's desire. The teacher licked her lips, crawled towards me, and said, "So delicious! I want more, is there any more?" I couldn't resist the teacher's lewd behavior. I quickly walked behind her, grabbed her full buttocks, and without waiting, thrust forward, my penis plunging straight into her vagina. The teacher let out a long, satisfied sigh. I pulled her buttocks upwards so I could thrust harder. Her legs were straight, her upper body bent forward at a right angle to her legs, receiving my thrusts from behind. I held her waist with both hands, my hips swaying back and forth, my penis repeatedly going in and out of her body. This time I showed no mercy, going all out from the start. With my efforts, the teacher quickly got into the swing of things: "Ahhh~~ Why are you so intense this time~~ Ahhh~~ So good..." Her moans excited me even more. "Ugh... I'll fuck you to death... I'll fuck you to death... you slut..." I cursed at her, my goal being to make her even more lewd and have more pleasure. "Ahhh~~ I'm a slut~~ Fuck me to death~~ I'm a slut~~ Ahhh~~" My plan worked. "Slut... It feels good, doesn't it... You feel good being fucked by me, don't you... If it feels good, scream it out!!" Calling my teacher a slut felt incredibly good. "Ahhh~~ So good~~ Being... fucked by... you... is the... best~~ It feels so good~~ Ahhh~~ So good... so good~~ Ah ha~~!!" "Hmm... You're such a slut! You masturbate a lot when I'm not around, don't you?" I wanted to know how my teacher satisfied herself. "Mmm...yes...yes...masturbation...masturbation...I'll never masturbate again...I want...you to fuck me...ah..." "Hmph! You slut..." I stopped talking and focused on fucking the teacher, but she didn't stop there.
"Ah ha...brother, your big cock...it feels so good...ah...faster...fuck me until I burst...ah..." Note: My penis isn't big, only about seventeen centimeters. I guessed at the time that my teacher's husband's was probably quite small. "Waaah...ah...ah ya...mmm...ah...so good...mmm...great..." The teacher's juices kept leaking out as I thrust in and out, flowing all over my thighs and the floor below where we were joined. "Ah...ah...ah...oh...oh oh...ah..." The teacher's moans lost their obscene words. Based on my experience with teachers, she was about to climax. I felt her secreting more and more juices, and I began my final sprint. "Ahhhhhh...I'm going to...I'm going to come...ahhhhhhh...I'm going to...I'm coming...ahh ... I felt a bit weak in my back, probably because I had overdone it. I fell backward onto the "I'm the Number One Fool" chair, and the teacher stood up and walked towards me.
"Don't come any closer!!" I yelled at the teacher. She seemed startled, frozen in place, looking at me helplessly with a slightly flustered expression. I pointed to the ground: "You slut, you've spilled your juices all over the floor, lick it clean before you come any closer!" The teacher's pretty face instantly relaxed, and she immediately knelt down, licking her own juices with her tongue, swallowing mouthful after mouthful. The teacher licked very diligently, which made me a little hard again. The pleasure of ordering my teacher around was amazing! Only after the teacher had licked the floor clean did I say, "You can come any closer now." Hearing this, the teacher immediately sat down beside me. I hugged the teacher and said, "How was it?" The teacher said weakly, "You've made me so weak, and you still want me to lick the floor." I laughed and said, "I'm not even tired of yelling, why are you yelling!" As I spoke, my hands became even more restless, touching the teacher's breasts. The teacher smiled and said, "You're really something! You've left me completely bewildered, it feels so good... Ah! It's still hard!" The teacher leaned weakly against me, caressing my penis as if it were a precious treasure. But I knew we both needed a rest. I held the teacher tightly, inhaling the faint scent of her perfume and a hint of semen, my free hands playing with her breasts, my eyes fixed on her. The teacher blushed slightly, saying, "What are you looking at..." I didn't speak, first gently kissing her lips, then passionately embracing her. She responded happily, our tongues intertwining, as if conveying our hearts, our emotions, even a touch of love. The teacher's tongue was soft and smooth, its delicate fragrance carrying the scent of her juices, which I loved. After a long kiss, we separated. I gently held the teacher in my arms, and she nestled against me. We savored the afterglow of passion, quietly lingering for a while.
"I have to go," I gently pushed the teacher away, bending down to pick up my school uniform. "Are you leaving already..." The teacher's voice was a little plaintive, but I wasn't moved. I softly replied, "Yes..." Then I stood up and put on my clothes. The teacher stood up as well, helping me button my shirt and zip up my pants, even adjusting the position of my penis. Yes, the teacher was truly a gentle and considerate woman. I touched her face and kissed her forehead to express my gratitude. After helping me get everything ready, the teacher smoothed my slightly disheveled hair and picked up her dress. Before she was fully dressed, I grabbed her large breasts and kneaded them, then gave her a deep kiss before turning to leave. The teacher, dressed in her dress, grabbed my arm and said, "Are you really leaving? I want to stay a little longer..." I smiled helplessly and said, "I have to go. It'll probably be lunchtime soon, and you have class this afternoon. Besides, you need to go home first to shower and change, so we can't stay any longer, right?" I started walking towards the door. Just as I was about to open it, I suddenly turned back. I saw a gleam of joy in the teacher's eyes, and a smile playing on her lips.
Then, she came running towards me, beaming with delight, and said, "You...you're not leaving?! We can stay a little longer..." Her eyes were pleading; I think she really wanted me to stay. I just found it funny and said, "No! I just want to ask if you still want this." I pulled the teacher's red bra out of my pocket. The teacher's eyes dimmed instantly, and she said dejectedly, "This... you've ruined it, it's unwearable." Knowing this would be the answer, I immediately replied, "Heh, then give it to me as a souvenir!" I quickly stuffed the bra back into my pocket. Without waiting for the teacher's reply, I turned and left, exiting the meeting room.
I first went to the professor's office to make sure no one was there, because even if no one paid attention to the commotion in the meeting room, the teacher's moans were so loud they would easily attract attention. But even if someone was there, it wouldn't matter; I just wanted peace of mind. Sure enough, the professor's office was empty. It seemed my affair with the teacher was foolproof. Why was I so sure no one had discovered it? Because I had also checked all the teachers' schedules; all of them had classes this period. My teacher and I were very lucky; we might not have this opportunity again.
I didn't go straight back to the classroom; I went to the cooperative to buy drinks to quench my thirst, as I had consumed quite a bit of "water" earlier. After drinking the beverage and regaining some energy, I headed towards the classroom. Arriving at the classroom door, I exclaimed, "Report!" This was the etiquette for entering the classroom midway through class. "Come in," the electronics teacher replied while lecturing. He didn't ask any further questions; it seemed the class monitor had already informed him of my whereabouts. I returned to my seat.
"Xiao Du, why did you take so long? Over three hours!" my classmate next to me asked. I glanced at the clock; it was 11:40. Hmm, very close to my estimate. Lunchtime was approaching. I replied, "It's that gossipy teacher again, all that nonsense, wasting my time." Of course, this was a lie; the real story was a whole lot of suggestive content. "Ugh... I'm so tired, I want to take a nap, don't bother me." I used a "sleep escape" to avoid further questioning from my classmate. In our class, almost all teachers wouldn't mind if you slept in class, as long as you didn't disturb them. "So, do you want me to buy you a lunchbox later?" Wow, having a classmate like that isn't bad. "Oh, no, I don't want to eat."
I declined his offer. Lying on my desk, I tried to sort out my chaotic thoughts. The whole morning felt wonderful. I had sex with my teacher, making love for over two hours, doing everything I could to satisfy her. Thinking about it, I felt a mix of excitement, restlessness, and complex emotions. I felt annoyed and decided to stop thinking about it, letting it flow naturally. As I sat there, images of making love with my teacher surfaced in my mind… In the hot weather, making love in an air-conditioned room was indeed a pleasure, feeling each other's body heat, pleasing one another. That warmth and comfort, combined with my teacher's passion, her wantonness, and her allure, lingered in my mind, and my penis became erect again. Although I had ejaculated three times that morning, and although my teacher's physical condition wasn't the best, I still wanted to have sex with her again, to fuck her hard with my penis, to make her feel like she was dying of pleasure, to make her beg for mercy. Perhaps, I had developed some indescribable feelings for my teacher. Lost in thought, I drifted off to sleep, exhausted.

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