Lonely Nights for Female Teacher

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I'm Teacher Xiao Ai, and here I am, telling my lonely story. Tonight is a damp night.

After a busy day, I taught seven classes, and finally got back to my dorm. I was so tired I just wanted to sleep. The room was warm at night, and I felt itchy and restless. So, I unbuttoned two buttons of my shirt to ease the constriction on my chest. I slowly pulled down the zipper of my suit skirt. Thankfully, I was wearing black lace thigh-high stockings. My thong was deeply embedded in my buttocks, rubbing my anus until it was unbearably itchy, and my labia were tightly covered.

Alone in my room, the loneliness was unbearable, so I turned on the computer. In the latest porn, the female lead was licking the male lead's penis. His penis was enormous, and the woman's lips were stretched wide. In a 69 position, the man was also sucking on the woman's vulva. While licking her clitoris, he quickly thrust his fingers in and out of her vagina, and soon, the woman squirted out a lot of vaginal fluid. Then, the man inserted his penis into the woman's vagina from behind, thrusting forcefully. The woman swayed back and forth, swinging her long hair in perfect coordination. Her lustful moans made me blush and feel hot; at that moment, I wished I were the one playing the leading lady. On such a lonely night, I should comfort myself.

My body, already aroused, trembled slightly, filled with anticipation for the upcoming climax. At this moment, all clothing felt like a constraint. I quickly took off my shirt and began to caress my neck, collarbone, and shoulders with my palms. Seeing the small black mole on my left shoulder, I couldn't help but rub it back and forth with my fingers, a tingling sensation spreading throughout my body.

Following the lace straps of my bra, my hands slowly slid down to my full breasts. Under the soft, smooth satin bra, my breasts seemed to feel the desire in my palms; my areolas gradually contracted, and my nipples hardened. Even through the bra, every time my nipples were stimulated, my lower body involuntarily contracted, my anticipation growing stronger. I unhooked the front of my bra, and my proud D-cup breasts bounced slightly, fully exposed. My own hands were completely unable to control my own breasts; I could only knead them repeatedly while rubbing my nipples with my fingers. The tingling sensation that went straight to my genitals made me feel dizzy. My left hand repeated the stimulating motion, while my right hand lifted my right breast and brought the nipple to my lips. I've lost count of how many times I've licked my nipples; the texture of my tongue is so different from that of my hands. The warm, slippery texture of my tongue reminded me of wet labia, so I swirled my tongue around the nipple, enjoying the soft, pleasurable stimulation. My other breast was already impatient, so I immediately brought my head over and licked the left nipple and areola. My right breast was already soaked; my fingers could feel the slippery saliva, which I used to quickly rub the nipple, while my left breast felt the licking of my tongue. Soon, I was on the verge of orgasm. The thong inside my buttocks, soaked with vaginal fluid, provided less friction; instead, the stimulation of the foreign object made my genitals feel even more intense.

I didn't waste time taking off the black stockings. Consider it a reward for myself. During the day, this outfit attracted countless greedy glances as I walked onto the podium.

My body was out of control. My hands moved unconsciously, completely guided by lust, roaming my body. One hand kneaded my breasts, caressing my nipples. The other hand stroked my lower abdomen, still tinged with the afterglow of orgasm, and my neatly trimmed pubic hair. I had trimmed my pubic hair purely for ease of masturbation, to ensure my labia were fully exposed. I knew my genitals better than any other part of my body. I loved the feeling of masturbation. Familiarly stroking the soft skin of my vulva, occasionally lightly touching my labia, feeling the unintentional stimulation of the core area encased within. Clitoral orgasms came faster than vaginal orgasms, and were my most frequent choice for self-gratification.

I had to temporarily release my breasts because I needed my left hand to part my labia to expose my clitoris. My right hand gently caressed the clitoris, which gradually swelled up. Sometimes, I would masturbate in front of a mirror, watching how my body was being comforted by my own hands. So, I've witnessed the amazing changes in the clitoris. At that time, I even thought it resembled a man's glans, slowly emerging from the foreskin. Perhaps men enjoy glans stimulation, just as I enjoy clitoral stimulation. With my left hand, I spread my labia wide, fully exposing the clitoris.

At that moment, all my sexual desire seemed to concentrate on that tender pink vulva. I quickly rubbed my clitoris with my right middle finger; the tingling, itchy stimulation made me groan, completely unable to control my moans, panting softly. At the same time, my whole body trembled slightly from the stimulation. I remember a man stimulating me in the same way before, and I couldn't help but tremble too. He immediately pounced on me uncontrollably, frantically thrusting his hard, swollen penis into my vagina.

Afterwards, he said that when I was stimulated to the point of trembling, his animalistic nature was completely aroused. The more he saw me unable to control myself, the more powerful he felt, and so he wanted to possess me and make me submit.

Thinking of a man's penis, another wave of lustful fluid flowed out. She quickly pinched and kneaded her clitoris with her fingers. A tingling, numb, and itchy sensation spread throughout her lower body. So, indulging herself, she quickened her finger movements, one hand continuously pinching the side and base of her clitoris, while the other hand rapidly rubbed the tip.

This double stimulation pushed her body towards another orgasm. Kneading and rubbing, she raised her hips high, wanting only to feel as comfortable as possible. With another surge of heat, the orgasm arrived. Her clitoris throbbed and trembled slightly. She felt as if her bones had left her body, sprawling on the bed. Gushes of vaginal fluid flowed from her vagina, past her anus, and dripped onto the sheets. Her lower body was completely soaked. After

calming herself slightly, her right hand moved from her vaginal opening to her perineum, then to her anus, feeling the tight, wet opening. Unable to resist the stimulation, she circled her fingers around her anus. She tried to insert her fingers, but the strange sensation made her give up, only stroking the folds from the outside. Her other hand caressed the vaginal opening in the same way. Her two orifices were being wantonly played with by herself. The aftershocks of her previous orgasm hadn't subsided, but another wave of lust had already descended.

Having already experienced two orgasms, her body needed no further preparation.

Her left hand, rubbing against her vaginal opening, was now covered in her own vaginal fluid. Her index and middle fingers, joined together, were slowly inserted into her tight vagina. Two fingers seemed to be the limit she could bear. For the insertion of a penis, yes, it was much thicker than two fingers. The pleasure that followed was naturally a different world altogether. The tender flesh of her vaginal walls felt the stimulation from her fingers, and the tingling and itching sensation was relieved as her fingers gently moved in and out. At the same time, her fingers were also experiencing the wonder of her vagina—wet, slippery, contracting in waves, as if trying to suck her fingers deep into her body.

Her other hand involuntarily reached for her breasts, kneading them to relieve the tingling and itching brought on by sexual desire. She brazenly brought her nipples to her lips, her tongue reaching for them, licking them in circles.

While licking, she used her fingers to thrust in and out of her vagina, her buttocks rising and falling repeatedly. I responded to the hand's movements, experiencing the relief of my desire.

To reach the peak of orgasm, I slowly withdrew my fingers, picked up the already soaked, thick, black dildo, and placed the shiny black glans at the entrance of my vagina. I turned on the switch at the bottom, and the penis began to vibrate with a buzzing sound. At the same time, the glans began to circle and rotate, rubbing tightly against the entrance of my vagina. With the movement of the penis, I wanted to quickly fill the emptiness in my body, to fill my vagina. So I began to slowly insert the penis. It was so big, and while soaked in my own vaginal fluid, I inserted the penis little by little. I couldn't wait to orgasm, so I inserted it with shallow thrusts. I was almost driven crazy by this stimulating action. I slowly squeezed the glans into my vagina, feeling the huge fullness, and the friction of it circling against my vaginal walls, while the whole thing was still vibrating. The intense stimulation made me completely lose control. I groaned loudly, panting heavily. My hips swayed up and down, and my legs were wide apart.

Finally, my desire reached its peak, and I experienced my third ultimate orgasm. My body trembled uncontrollably, and my dark penis slipped out with a spurt of vaginal fluid. I was completely powerless. The tingling sensations within me gradually faded away in waves. Even so, it felt like I hadn't achieved enough satisfaction…

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