The nature of teachers and students

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"Teacher, isn't it inappropriate to be here?" a slightly nervous boy's voice rang out.

"What's inappropriate about it? It's exciting this way." A woman's voice, seemingly smiling but not quite.

S High School, in the infirmary.

"What if the infirmary teacher comes back?"

"Then let her join us!" The female teacher's smile was mysterious.

The boy was speechless, gritted his teeth, and said, "Fine, let's begin!"

The female teacher's smile became more pronounced. She untied her ponytail, tossed her hair, and a strand brushed against the boy's face, tickling him slightly. She was about twenty-five years old, with delicate features, and her eyes held a lively yet—lewd—glamour. Her nose was slightly wrinkled, and her lips were upturned and sexy. The buttons of her shirt were already undone, and her hand slowly moved to the boy's waist.

Gently caressing him, the boy couldn't help but reveal a hidden expression of enjoyment.

The female teacher's hand seemed to have a magical current, making the boy's waist feel slightly electrified as it was being touched.

"Touch the teacher!" The female teacher's expression was innocent, but her tone was teasing and mischievous.

The boy's expression turned slightly embarrassed, but his right hand touched the teacher's sexy body, his fingers deftly slipping under her shirt to touch her smooth skin. The female teacher showed a comfortable expression and let out a soft moan. Her

hands weren't idle either; she skillfully unbuckled the boy's belt and waistband, pulled aside his underwear, and instantly slipped inside. In that instant, the boy felt his erection enveloped by a soft, boneless warmth.

"Oh—" the boy couldn't help but groan.

The female teacher leaned close to the boy's ear, her breath sweet as orchids, and said, "Is it comfortable? It feels good to be touched like this by the teacher, doesn't it?"

The boy stammered, "Comfortable." With the female teacher's faster caresses, he added, "It really feels so good."

The atmosphere was lewd and ambiguous.

The boy, panting, suddenly ripped open the female teacher's bra. Using both hands, he pinched her nipples with his thumbs and forefingers. The teacher gave a coquettish "You're so annoying!"

Under the influence of the lewd atmosphere, the boy relaxed and said in a somewhat lewd tone, "What's annoying?" His hand slipped inside her skirt, touching her already soaked panties, and continued, "Such a stubborn mouth, but your body is quite honest."

The teacher's cheeks flushed red, and she squeezed the boy's erection slightly. The boy winced in slight pain, and she lewdly said, "Still daring to tease me?"

"No, no," the boy gasped, his manhood restrained, and quickly begged for mercy.

The teacher smiled triumphantly and quickly stripped the boy naked. The boy, still young and lacking the thick skin to be shameless, covered himself shyly.

The female teacher's face suddenly turned stern, and she said sharply, "What are you covering up for? Did I give you permission to cover up?!"

The boy was startled, quickly moved his hand away, and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry."

The female teacher chuckled, patted the boy's head, and said, "Hehe, you're so honest! Do you think a teacher is that kind of person who gets angry?"

The boy was startled again, and a little afraid, muttering, "Don't you even remember who was so fierce in class?" His voice was very low, obviously afraid that the female teacher would hear him.

She slapped the boy's erect penis, making him cry out in fright, "Who was fierce? You bunch of brats are so naughty, how can we manage you if we're not a little fierce?"

The boy didn't dare to say anything more, but just gently traced the wet patch on her underwear with his finger.

Soon the female teacher groaned, looking pleased.

Seeing her so comfortable, the boy couldn't resist a little too boldly extending his index and middle fingers, squeezing them slightly through her panties until the tips of his fingers sank into a soft spot.

The female teacher let out a soft "Mmm—", her cheeks flushed, and chuckled, then grabbed the boy's hair and suddenly pressed down hard!

The boy was somewhat bewildered; this was the first time he had been so close to a woman's genitals.

His breath seemed to carry a strange scent, and his breathing quickened slightly, as if he were drawing in that scent.

"Does it smell good?" the female teacher giggled, her tone somewhat lewd.

The boy nodded, "It smells good."

"Then eat it!" The female teacher didn't give the boy time to react, quickly pulling down her panties and then pressing his nose and mouth into that mysterious place.

The boy felt his nose and mouth enveloped by two soft, moist mounds, a scent that was hard to describe but incredibly exciting constantly flooding his nasal cavity, very moist. He felt a little dizzy, but inexplicably, he stuck out his tongue and licked it a few times.

The female teacher was also extremely excited, pressing a boy ten years younger than her between the forest gardens. The air he breathed was filled with her scent, making it utterly irresistible!

The boy felt increasingly dizzy and tried to pull his head back, but the female teacher wouldn't let him. Her delicate, slender hands unexpectedly exerted immense strength, pressing him down firmly, preventing him from pulling away.

The boy made "mmm" sounds, clearly in discomfort.

The female teacher, panting, chuckled wickedly, "Don't even think about coming out until you've licked me to my satisfaction!"

The boy, clearly frightened by his difficulty breathing, trembled slightly with his tongue, which only excited the female teacher more. She made "oh oh" sounds, and the boy, not daring to be negligent, quickly licked in and out, up and down.

The female teacher's body became increasingly boneless and supple, as if she were melting.

Finally, after a short while, her forest stream suddenly gushed forth, a small stream of viscous fluid spraying onto the boy's nose. The boy gurgled a few times, half-forced to swallow it.

The female teacher pushed his head away and whispered, "Fuck me, fuck me now!"

The boy's erection was already as hard as iron, as if it were about to burst out of his pants. He impatiently pulled down the zipper, and his penis instantly sprang out, truly no exaggeration, much like a slightly resilient iron bar.

The female teacher's eyes gleamed slightly as she grasped the boy's not-too-large penis, about fifteen centimeters long and three or four centimeters in diameter, but its strength lay in its hardness. She panted and giggled, "Hehe, this is what young people are like, this is what boys are like—"

The boy, contrary to his previous timidity, forcefully pushed her hand away and thrust himself inside.

The female teacher's head jerked up, her eyes slightly rolling back, revealing a satisfied expression, and she let out an "Ah."

The boy felt his penis surrounded by countless soft, smooth flesh, warm and incredibly hot. He groaned softly in pleasure, thrusting back and forth.

His movements were still slightly restrained and a little clumsy, but with the female teacher's deliberate guidance and cooperation, he gradually became more skilled. He felt that the teacher's vagina was really tight and hot, truly befitting someone who had been celibate for so long. It seemed the rumors about the teacher and her husband's separation and divorce were indeed true.

The increasingly pleasurable feeling left him no time to think about anything else; he could only mechanically thrust in and out. As a junior high school student, he didn't know any of the techniques of "nine shallow thrusts and one deep thrust," and could only rely on primal human instincts. It was this slightly clumsy movement that made the female teacher even more excited, and she moaned loudly in response.

The boy continued thrusting, each entry and withdrawal bringing immense pleasure, and each time a few drops of vaginal fluid were drawn out.

He couldn't help but moan softly in sync with the female teacher's moans.

The female teacher held his buttocks with her hands, tightening her grip in sync with the rhythm of his thrusts, increasing the force of the impact. This made the boy feel even better, and his moans grew louder and louder.

After a short while, he said with some difficulty, "Teacher, I can't take it anymore."

"Okay, pull out when you're almost done," the female teacher said simply, enjoying the final moments.

A little while later, the boy quickly pulled out, but it was too late; several spurts of thick semen splattered onto the female teacher's body and hair.

"Ah! Why are you shooting everywhere!"

the boy said with an embarrassed smile

. [The End]

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