Romantic Encounters in Training Courses

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Because of my diligent and responsible work, I was highly valued by the principal and, along with several colleagues, was recommended to attend a postgraduate program.
I was overjoyed upon hearing this news; after all, it was praise from the school and the principal. I happily paid over 10,000 yuan in tuition to attend this short-term, irregular training course. However
, once I arrived at the course, I discovered it wasn't what I expected. My principal and I had both been deceived by the recruitment advertisement.
Although it was called a postgraduate program, it was actually just a way to create wealth for university teachers and a way to give future principals—current middle-level administrators—a gilded resume, not a program where you could learn real knowledge.
But since I had already paid, to give the principal an explanation, I had no choice but to study hard.
The professor's lectures were incredibly boring, so I started observing my classmates.
Most were between 30 and 40 years old, plump, and clearly looked like officials. I was the youngest, a mere scholar.
Wait a minute, I noticed a very young female teacher sitting intimately next to a middle-aged man.
I recognized the man; he was a middle school principal. Judging by appearances, the woman was someone he'd promoted.
She was probably his mistress, I thought.
My observations of them over the next few days confirmed my suspicions. They ate together, played together, even shared a room, and didn't seem to mind jokes about them.
The next day, the same boring lectures continued.
Then, a woman around 30 years old entered. She quietly walked through the classroom and sat down in the empty seat next to me.
She asked, "Did classes start yesterday?"
I replied, "Yes."
She seemed to be a late student. She then borrowed my notes to look at them.
Since the lecture content was so unpleasant, I started observing the woman next to me.
She was probably around 30, showing no signs of weight gain, and her face was still so delicate.
I paid special attention to her abdomen; it was still flat, without any protrusions.
Overall, she could be considered a pretty young woman, and perhaps the only thing that could attract me in this dull classroom.
After class, she made two cups of tea and brought them over. "Thank you for the notes," she said with a smile.
I quickly replied, "You're welcome."
Suddenly, I felt deeply attracted to this beautiful young woman, so I boldly started chatting with her.
She was very generous and eloquent. From our conversation, I learned that her name was Zhang Huiqin, and she was the deputy director of the political education department at a middle school, just turned 30.
Hearing this, I said enviously, "You must be a very good teacher, becoming the director of political education at 30." I thought she would be happy to hear my compliment, but I noticed the helplessness in her eyes, and she said lightly, "Not at all, just deputy.
I'm sorry."
Then she got up and went to the restroom.
When class resumed, I naturally sat next to her, and all my attention was drawn to this woman, the most attractive part of the classroom.
Her breasts seemed small, and her waist was very slender.
Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted into my nose; it must be this... The scent of a young woman...
My penis suddenly hardened, and a strange thought popped into my head: what would it feel like to make love with this young woman? It must be different from Zhang Qin's virginity.
Then I laughed. She has a husband; how could it be so convenient for her to make love with me?
At this moment, Zhang Huiqin probably noticed me observing her and nodded and smiled at me.
I quickly lowered my head to read, afraid she would see through my thoughts.
At noon, as I was about to eat, Zhang Huiqin suddenly asked me, "Where are we going to eat?" I said, "Come with me."
So we went to a small restaurant across from the school. I ordered fried rice, and she ordered a bowl of noodles.
Watching her eat her noodles slowly and elegantly, I suddenly felt that something might happen today—a strange feeling.
I ate quickly, and as soon as I finished, I rushed to pay the bill for both of us.
Zhang Huiqin also insisted on paying, but I said, "Don't be shy, you can treat me tomorrow." She didn't insist anymore, and my only goal was to see her again tomorrow and have lunch with her.
After she finished eating, I was about to go back to the classroom to rest when Zhang Huiqin stopped me. "Where are you going?" I said, "Back to the classroom to rest." She thought for a moment and said, "I need to rest too.
I can get reimbursed anyway. How about we go to the school's guesthouse, book a room, and take a nap?
There are plenty of beds, you can come too."
My heart suddenly started pounding. Sharing a room with her would be wonderful! Maybe something good would happen. Of course, I agreed.
When we were registering at the front desk, we noticed that the principal of the junior high school had also booked a room there, 305, while our room was 307, right next to it.
On the stairs, I laughed and said, "Only leaders can afford to be so extravagant. People like us can't afford to sleep in a hotel." Zhang Huiqin laughed and said, "We're using the school's facilities anyway, might as well use them." The hotel wasn't doing very well; there weren't many people, so we couldn't even see any staff at lunchtime. We had to find our own room.
As we passed room 305, Zhang Huiqin and I clearly heard a man's heavy breathing and a woman's moans coming from inside.
We knew what was happening, of course. We exchanged a knowing smile and awkwardly opened the door to room 307 next door.
It was a standard room with two beds and a TV.
I turned on the TV without thinking; thankfully, I could see ESPN's sports channel.
I lay down on the bed and started watching the sports program.
A few minutes later, Zhang Huiqin came out of the bathroom. I glanced at her; she was very attractive.
Her hair was wet, and she wore a white dress that accentuated her slender figure.
She lay on the bed, watching TV and chatting casually with me.
During our conversation, we learned that we had graduated from the same university; she was several years ahead of me.
This made us feel even closer. We talked about the changes at the university, our university life, and our professors. Half an hour passed quickly.
Suddenly, we both fell silent, seemingly unable to find anything to say.
I glanced at Zhang Huiqin; she seemed a little shy, avoiding eye contact. My heart suddenly pounded. I thought, "This is a good opportunity. I've never had sex with a married woman before; I can't miss this chance."
But I'd never been with a married woman like this before. Could I so easily have sex with a stranger?
After hesitating for a while, I suddenly realized, if she disliked me, why would she be resting in the same room as me? So, with a heavy heart, I stood up and walked to her bedside, looking at her.
My penis was already erect, visible even through my pants, but I made no attempt to hide it.
Zhang Huiqin seemed a little surprised, but didn't show any obvious aversion; I could certainly sense her consent in her eyes.
So I pressed myself against her and began kissing her.
It seemed much easier to get a married woman than a young girl. There was no need to worry or plan; the delicious treat was simply in hand.
Soon, we had undressed each other, and Zhang Huiqin and I embraced, caressing and kissing until we were breathless.
Time hadn't left many marks on her; her skin was still smooth, with some stretch marks and a small scar on her abdomen, probably from a C-section, but very little fat.
Her breasts weren't very large either, the nipples like grapes, the areolas small and slightly dark.
I immediately bit her nipple. I knew that with a married woman like this, there was no need to be polite; the harder you sucked, the more satisfied she would be.
I took turns sucking on Zhang Huiqin's nipples, and soon she began to pant and writhe.
I touched her pubic area; the hair was so thick.
My fingers slipped through the dark forest and I felt her moist vagina.
I said rudely, "You slut, you're already so wet." She slapped my shoulder and said, "It's all your fault, you bastard." I suddenly inserted two fingers into her vagina, applying pressure and masturbating her.
Zhang Huiqin's breathing became heavier, and she became even wetter.
I knew that a young woman's needs were very strong, and if I had sex too soon, it would be difficult to satisfy her, so I masturbated for a long time.
Then I lay down and gestured for her to give me oral sex.
This was the first time a woman had given me oral sex, and I thought she would refuse, but she generously sucked my penis. Her mannerisms were nothing like a school principal; she was clearly a prostitute.
I didn't understand how a female teacher could be so lewd.
Her technique was excellent; she sucked with relish and kept squeezing my testicles and penis with her fingers. Suddenly, I felt a surge of heat; I had ejaculated, shooting onto her hands and face.
I was a little embarrassed, but she just wiped it off quickly.
She released my penis and continued to hug and kiss me.
For the first time, I felt the passion of a young woman, and soon I was erect again.
This time, I immediately rolled over, pinning Zhang Huiqin beneath me, spreading her legs, and pressing my penis against the entrance of her vagina.
I asked, "Is it safe without a condom?"
"I took my pills,"
she nodded.
I thrust my hips forward and immediately inserted my penis into Zhang Huiqin's vagina.
This was completely different from the tight embrace of a young girl's lovemaking; I felt a smooth, moist vagina, much looser. I figured that since it wasn't a constricting vagina, I could ejaculate slowly.
I held her close, her legs wrapped around my waist.
This allowed me to penetrate her vagina even deeper.
I thrust in and out wildly, the elasticity of the Simmons mattress accompanying my frenzied movements.
After a few minutes, Zhang Huiqin began to scream wildly, "Oh, harder, so good!" Her screams left me flustered.
At the same time, I also felt that this was getting boring.
So I rolled over with her onto the floor, making her lie on all fours like a bitch in heat.
She was very experienced. She braced herself with her hands, lowered her upper body, spread her legs, and raised her buttocks high, exposing her full vulva to me.
Making love with an experienced woman is definitely different; you don't even need to say anything, she knows what you want to do.
I grabbed her buttocks, aimed my penis at her vagina, and thrust all the way in.
She moaned with satisfaction at the same time.
I grabbed her breasts from behind, squeezing them hard, watching with satisfaction as my thick penis went in and out of her vagina, watching her pubic hair stick together with her juices, I was extremely excited.
My penis had never felt so hard before, thrusting in and out with great force, each thrust accompanied by a moan from her.
Soon, her arms got tired, so she lay completely on the ground, raising her buttocks even higher, and her anus opened wide.
I kissed the musky scent emanating from her lower body, mingled with her natural fragrance, slowing the rhythm of my thrusts, but each one deeper and harder than the last. My testicles slapped against her vulva like a swing, producing a beautiful sound. I wanted to bury myself inside her.
Suddenly, her previously limp body hardened.
Her hips began to sway.
When I withdrew my penis from her vagina, she didn't consciously separate from me, but continued to sway her hips, following my withdrawn penis.
At the same time, every time my penis entered, she would twist her waist and hips, hoping my penis would give her greater pleasure.
I knew she was about to climax.
However, I felt the urge to ejaculate.
I couldn't give up, so I pulled out my penis, pressed my testicles twice to calm my excitement.
She turned her head and looked at me, seemingly blaming me for not continuing.
I turned her over, biting her nipples, sucking her clitoris, and inserted my hand into her vagina.
A few minutes later, I saw she was still excited, and I felt a little better myself.
I picked up my gun again.
I didn't let her lie face down, but instead had Zhang Huiqin's body bent at about 90 degrees, with her hands holding onto the edge of the bed, and then continued to thrust from behind.
I increased the frequency, the amplitude, and the force.
Zhang Huiqin immediately began to moan and writhe.
I touched her buttocks and asked triumphantly, "Is it comfortable?"
"Oh, oh, it's comfortable, keep going, faster."
I mischievously asked again, "What am I doing?"
She didn't answer, so I continued to press her, while squeezing her breasts hard.
Zhang Huiqin immediately screamed, "You're fucking me, you're fucking me."
"Is it good, are you satisfied, you bitch?"
She answered softly, "Satisfied."
Her humiliating answer made me even more excited, and I thrust in and out of her vagina even more vigorously. At this time, the friction of my penis against her vagina made a sizzling sound.
Suddenly, she cried out, her body hardening unexpectedly. I felt her vagina spasm, and simultaneously felt a warm current surging through my penis. I knew she had reached orgasm, so I couldn't hold back any longer. I thrust a few times and ejaculated comfortably inside her.
As I pulled out, thick semen mixed with her vaginal fluid flowed out.
After resting and showering, it was almost 2 PM. We hurriedly got dressed to prepare for afternoon classes.
At this point, we didn't know what to say. Seeing her dressed so formally, I sensed a strangeness behind her noble facade.
As we went outside, the principal from next door came out with his teacher.
We all knew what was going on, exchanged awkward smiles, and exchanged polite words.
The two women walked ahead, and I followed behind. Watching them, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction. Through Zhang Huiqin, I experienced the wonderful feeling of a married woman for the first time, and realized that women weren't as conservative as I had imagined.
Even the school's mid-level leaders, the director of student affairs, or the principal, are just like me, with human desires and lusts.
Perhaps I can shift my focus away from my students.
The bell has rung, and the professor is already standing there; another boring class is about to begin.

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