My girlfriend's ballet teacher

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Xiaoqian has practiced dance since she was little, learning everything from folk dance to ballet. She's quite talented, and her cute appearance made her a favorite of her teachers. However, Xiaoqian is short and never intended to pursue dance professionally. She practiced very little in high school and stopped after graduation to focus on university. Despite this, her dance training made her very flexible, which was a boon for me. During sex, I could easily manipulate this beautiful girl in various positions.

One summer vacation, my girlfriend received a call from one of her former dance teachers. The teacher said their ballet teacher was having surgery and needed to rest for a while, but the holidays were peak student season, so they asked her to help teach a few students.

My girlfriend didn't want to go, but although she no longer danced, she still loved it. Plus, the teacher was close to her parents, and she heard it was just teaching a few middle school students some simple movements or demonstrating for them, and of course, there would be payment.

I knew my girlfriend loved dancing and wanted to help the teacher, but seeing her hesitation, I asked her why. After several rounds of questioning, my girlfriend finally admitted that the teacher was a bit lewd, and she was a little worried.

"What? Lewd?" I hurriedly asked her, "Is that teacher a man?" My girlfriend nodded, saying that his main achievement was Latin dance, and ballet was secondary. My girlfriend had only learned some ballet from him, and I heard that he rarely taught ballet himself in the past, but instead entrusted it to teachers he hired.

But ever since he took my girlfriend as a student, as long as it didn't conflict with his Latin dance class, he would go to the ballet studio to personally correct the student's movements. Later, he even persuaded my girlfriend to learn Latin dance. My girlfriend couldn't resist and learned with him for a few days, but later gave it up because she was preparing for college entrance exams.

Hearing this, I couldn't help but imagine my girlfriend wearing her practice clothes, one leg on the barre, and a sissy (I couldn't help but think that all dancing men are a bit sissy) hand groping her body, and my girlfriend having to adjust her movements according to his orders. Sometimes my girlfriend even had to wear a revealing short skirt, being held by the teacher and twisting her waist and hips while dancing Latin dance. Just thinking about this made my little brother hard immediately.

I hurriedly asked my girlfriend, "How exactly was he being lewd?" She stammered that when the teacher was instructing her on the moves, he always held her very tightly, and his hands were always wandering, often stroking her legs. During Latin dance, he would also frequently take the opportunity to touch her buttocks.

My girlfriend described it so casually, but I had already started fantasizing. Maybe it wasn't just touching her thighs or pinching her buttocks. My girlfriend is so naive now; who knows what she was like in middle school? She might have been tricked by the teacher into stripping naked and being sexually assaulted, thinking it was a sacrifice for art! However, Xiaoqian's naivety stems from a lack of social experience and wariness of people; she's actually quite smart and probably wouldn't be fooled to that extent.

Seeing my strange expression, my girlfriend thought I was angry. Knowing my temper when I was a delinquent, she quickly said, "Honey, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to, but I had no choice when I was learning to dance. Don't go looking for trouble with the teacher." Haha! This little girl thought I was angry; she had no idea that I had her completely naked in my mind. Besides, it wasn't her who sexually assaulted anyone, so why apologize? I couldn't help but pretend to be serious and tease her, "What? You'd feel bad if I went to cause him trouble?" Hearing this, my girlfriend genuinely thought I was angry and almost burst into tears. "No... you're so possessive, I'm afraid you'll dislike me, and I'm also afraid you'll get hurt and get arrested!" My girlfriend gets clumsy when she's anxious, and of course I understood what she meant. Seeing her about to cry, I quickly comforted her, saying I was just teasing her, secretly laughing at how naive she was. Actually, my girlfriend loves me very much, which is why she was afraid I'd mind; of course, I love her too, cherishing her dearly, yet I often want to expose and humiliate her, and thinking about this made me feel a little guilty.

Seeing that I wasn't really angry, my girlfriend was quickly cheered up. I comforted her, saying that with so much physical contact during dance, it's inevitable to touch some sensitive areas, and besides, the teacher wasn't necessarily doing it on purpose.

My girlfriend thought this made sense and told me many interesting things about her dance practice. She actually really wanted to help her teacher because she loves dancing, and that teacher had taken good care of her in the past. I felt there was no need to stop her, so I let her decide for herself. Two days later, my girlfriend suddenly said she had spoken to the teacher and would be going to help him right away. She even invited me to watch her dance.

I had only met my girlfriend after university and had never actually seen her in the practice room before, so I enthusiastically agreed to pick her up every day. My girlfriend was so happy she almost jumped for joy, telling me she was going to the teacher's place that night to explain tomorrow's lesson.

I couldn't believe it was settled so quickly, and she was even going to his house? But since she had made up her mind, I had to support her as I had promised, so I agreed to pick her up that evening. My girlfriend didn't want the teacher to know about our relationship; if he found out, he would definitely gossip and tell her parents. At that time, my relationship with my girlfriend was still semi-secret, so since she said so, I had no choice but to comply.

That night, I waited for her at the agreed-upon location. While waiting, I remembered my girlfriend saying the teacher was lewd, and I couldn't help but worry. But soon, my mind started racing. What if he harassed my girlfriend? What if that man drugged her, stripped her naked, and took her to bed to continue their "teacher-student relationship"? The more I thought about it, the more excited I became.

Half an hour had passed since the agreed time, and Xiaoqian still hadn't come out. Had my girlfriend really been sexually assaulted by the teacher? Worried, I couldn't help but let my imagination run wild. Perhaps Xiaoqian was already pinned down on the sofa, being brutally violated by the teacher, crying out, "Teacher! No!" Just then, I heard footsteps. Turning around, I saw my girlfriend walking towards me. Her expression and clothes were normal, and she spoke as usual, only her face was a little flushed. She was vague about the training content, saying she was excited because she could dance again.

We were on the late-night bus. Although my girlfriend looked a little tired, she seemed to be in a good mood, and my doubts dissipated. If something really had happened, Xiaoqian wouldn't be so nonchalant.

I looked my lovely girlfriend up and down. This adorable little beauty was swinging her legs, gazing out the window, lost in thought. Sometimes I don't understand how having such a lovely girlfriend could lead to such fantasies. It's just a teacher-student reunion; chatting a little longer is perfectly normal!

I had a vague feeling that something was off about my girlfriend. After looking at her for a while, I realized that Xiaoqian was wearing white sneakers, but she wasn't wearing socks. She had clearly been wearing pure white cotton socks when she arrived, which explained why she looked so awkward. I quickly asked her where her socks were. She casually opened her backpack, revealing the socks in a plastic bag. She explained that dancing in slippers was inconvenient, and the floor at the teacher's house was slippery, so she took off her socks to practice barefoot. She was too lazy to put them back on when she came out, so she asked the teacher for a bag to put them in.

Her explanation was reasonable; it wasn't a big deal, not like she took off her underwear. So, although I was still a little confused, I quickly forgot about it.

Accompanying my girlfriend to class was the most boring thing ever, because we had to pretend we weren't a couple. I didn't want to just wait outside, so I said I was looking for a dance class for my younger sister and came to check it out. Even though I was allowed to watch, the staff asked me a lot of questions about my sister.

When my girlfriend appeared before me in her ballet costume, I truly felt that all the trouble was worth it.

Xiaoqian was a completely different person now. Although everyone knows what a ballet tutu looks like, seeing it on my girlfriend felt completely different: a pure white ballet tutu, suspended by two straps, exposed her snow-white skin from her neck to her chest. In comparison, even the tutu couldn't compare to the whiteness of her skin. Moreover, the bodice was very low-cut, revealing a third of her tender breasts, which were incredibly alluring.

The most provocative part was her lower body; the tutu was stretched out, like an upside-down flower, offering absolutely no coverage. I wonder if the person who invented this was a voyeur? At that moment, Xiaoqian was only wearing white briefs that matched the tutu and pure white bodysuit stockings. Although I knew she would wear underwear underneath, the briefs were incredibly thin and small, clinging tightly to her lower body, revealing her round and perky buttocks.

I realized I wasn't the only one captivated; when my girlfriend's white ballet shoes stepped into the practice room, all the men present were drawn to her, countless fiery gazes fixed on the beautiful girl as she walked to the center of the classroom.

My girlfriend, who is naturally shy, blushed instantly at the stares of so many people. Seeing my encouraging look from behind, she forced herself to remain calm and led the students in their preparatory movements. The students were mostly middle schoolers, and they were quite attentive. There were very few boys, but quite a few middle-aged men accompanied the students. Their eyes were no longer on their children, but constantly scanning my girlfriend, probably fantasizing about what lay beneath her ballet tutu.

My girlfriend, this temporary teacher, was only leading the students in some simple movements, but she was very serious, striving for perfect execution, which caused her exposed breasts to tremble slightly, making onlookers drool. She corrected each student's movements. She walked up to a boy who was half a head taller than her, yet she still corrected his movements, even bending down to adjust his leg position.

She was so engrossed that when she bent down, her blouse opened wide at the chest, revealing part of her breasts, but she seemed completely oblivious. I was sitting right across from my girlfriend, and I could see right through her neckline. Her 34C breasts were almost completely visible, and she wasn't wearing a bra; I could even vaguely see her nipples!

The boy being instructed by my girlfriend had an even clearer view, undoubtedly getting a good look at her breasts. His eyes were glued to her chest, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing, his face flushed and his breathing rapid. Because of her tight clothes, I could see a noticeable bulge in his crotch. It's unbelievable that a middle school student already knows how to appreciate a girl's breasts.

It wasn't just me and that boy; I noticed the middle-aged man next to us also noticed my girlfriend's exposed chest. My girlfriend maintained that position for a full minute, during which time at least two male parents joined me in ogling Xiaoqian's pretty breasts. After my

girlfriend finished explaining the movements to her students, she looked up and realized the students were staring at her chest. She immediately realized she'd been exposed, her face turning bright red with embarrassment. In her panic, her elbow bumped into the boy's bulge. My girlfriend quickly moved away, trying to appear calm, to instruct the other students. It seems that boy is going to masturbate tonight.

Afterwards, my girlfriend taught some movements to the students. I was observing several well-developed female students when I noticed something was off about my girlfriend. I quickly looked closer and realized that after a while, her panties, which were sticking out, had sunk deep into her buttocks, making her full buttocks even more curvaceous, with the buttock cleft clearly visible. I could even see the line where her buttocks met her thighs. If it weren't for the bodysuit, the tender flesh of her buttocks would probably have been exposed. It was incredibly sexy!

My girlfriend had to lead the students in the movements with her back to everyone, essentially offering the students and parents a glimpse of her beautiful buttocks. My girlfriend must have felt it, but she was too embarrassed to adjust her underwear in front of everyone, so she just endured it.

Finally, class ended, and everyone was preparing to leave. I was about to talk to my girlfriend when I saw her walk towards the corner of the practice room. There was a man who looked to be under forty years old there. My girlfriend called him Teacher Zhang; it turned out he was the teacher. The man had an ordinary appearance, medium build, and was somewhat thin. His face was clean-shaven, and his clothes looked like a dance costume. I hadn't noticed him in the corner; I didn't know when he had come in.

I heard Teacher Zhang praising her, making Xiaoqian blush and nod with a smile. Then Teacher Zhang said my girlfriend's movements weren't quite right and asked her to change so he could give her some more guidance. My girlfriend secretly winked at me, signaling me to wait outside. I was busy with some glamorous staff members, so I obediently went out and made up a lie about my girlfriend.

I waited outside for a long time; even the staff members left, but my girlfriend was still in the practice room receiving instruction from Teacher Zhang. I wandered around aimlessly, and when I looked up at the practice room window, I noticed the curtains were drawn. A bad feeling immediately washed over me. Why draw the curtains when practicing dance? It was already getting dark; there was no need for that! Could it be…? I rushed back, only to find the door locked, making me even more uneasy. For some reason, I didn't push the door open, but instead quietly peeked through a crack. The practice room was dimly lit, but I could still clearly see two figures. My girlfriend had changed into a black leotard, similar to a gymnastics leotard, and was still wearing the white bodysuit stockings from before.

My girlfriend's figure was always curvaceous, but now, in the tight-fitting leotard, her curves were on full display, appearing even more alluring in the dim light, especially her full breasts and firm buttocks.

I heard my girlfriend say, "Teacher Zhang, I'm afraid I can't do it. I haven't been learning ballet for long, and I've never done this move before. I'm afraid I can't do it." Teacher Zhang reassured her, saying, "No, you won't. You have a lot of talent, otherwise I wouldn't have specifically asked you to help me. This move isn't difficult. How will you know if you can do it if you don't try?" It seemed that what I had worried about or somewhat hoped for hadn't happened.

Teacher Zhang encouraged my girlfriend while taking her hand, and Xiaoqian had no choice but to obediently start dancing with the teacher. I had no idea what they were doing. I just watched as Teacher Zhang, with his arm around my girlfriend, started spinning her around and around, faster and faster, until they were spinning more than a dozen times and showed no sign of stopping. I remembered my girlfriend telling me about this move; in ballet, it was something like a "grand twirl."

They spun from one side of the practice room to the other, and I'd long since lost count of how many times they'd done. Gradually, Xiaoqian's steps started to fall behind the teacher, but Teacher Zhang didn't slow down at all; he was essentially half-carrying Xiaoqian as he continued spinning, until Xiaoqian said, "Teacher, I can't do it anymore, please stop." Teacher Zhang then spun her around four or five more times before finally stopping.

They spun at least fifty times, and I was getting dizzy just watching. My girlfriend hadn't danced in a long time; it's no wonder she was dizzy! Sure enough, as soon as they stopped, my girlfriend's legs went weak, and she was about to fall when Teacher Zhang hurriedly caught her. But wasn't that a bit much? He was clearly holding Xiaoqian tightly in his arms.

Seeing my lovely girlfriend being held by another man, I couldn't help but feel a stirring in my groin. The two people inside the practice room were completely unaware that I was peeking outside. Teacher Zhang was holding his slightly panting girlfriend, Xiaoqian, whose petite body was almost completely enveloped by him, her breasts pressed flat against his chest.

Teacher Zhang asked his girlfriend if she was alright. She gave a muffled reply. At that moment, his left hand, which had been holding Xiaoqian, slid down and placed on her buttocks—a blatant act of indecent assault!

His girlfriend noticed and said to the teacher, "Teacher…your hand…" Teacher Zhang seemed not to hear her at all. Instead of removing his hand from Xiaoqian's buttocks, he began to knead her tender bottom! Xiaoqian tried to break free, but her dizzy body was too weak to move. She twisted and turned but couldn't escape the teacher's embrace; instead, it felt like she was pressing her breasts against his chest.

"Teacher…you can't…you can't do this…"

Xiaoqian's weak pleas only earned her the teacher's hand lifting the edge of her practice clothes and reaching inside to even more brazenly caress her buttocks.

"Xiaoqian, I'm sorry. Teacher couldn't resist. You're so cute, just let Teacher touch you." This guy was really awful, deliberately pulling his girlfriend into a big spin she'd never done before, making her dizzy so he could easily take advantage of her.

"No... Teacher... you can't touch me anymore..."

Teacher Zhang completely ignored her, pulling off Xiaoqian's hair clip, letting her originally coiled black hair fall loose. He moved both hands to Xiaoqian's buttocks, no longer touching them, but instead squeezing his girlfriend's practice clothes towards the center.

Now I could clearly see his two large hands grabbing his girlfriend's tender buttocks and kneading them forcefully. Even through the stockings and underwear, it didn't stop him from enjoying Xiaoqian's firm and elastic buttocks. His girlfriend's back lost support, and her upper body fell weakly backward, exposing her snow-white neck and chest. Teacher Zhang pressed against them without any restraint, kissing and licking them indiscriminately.

Seeing my lovely girlfriend being so harassed by her former dance teacher, I should have rushed in to help, but my brain was buzzing with excitement, and I didn't take any action, letting his hands ravage her body.

Then, Mr. Zhang put my girlfriend on the floor and reached out to pull the shoulders of her dance costume apart. The costume was tight, and it took him a few pulls to reveal her rounded shoulders. My girlfriend regained some strength and tried to kick Mr. Zhang away from her, but she was still too weak. Not only did she fail, but he also grabbed her ankle.

"What? Xiaoqian, are you going to kick your teacher? Don't forget that every time you practiced at my house, I would wash your feet with hot water and use lots of moisturizer. Otherwise, how could your feet stay so white and tender after practicing dance for so long?" He grabbed his girlfriend's stockings and ripped them open, revealing her fair skin. It was unexpected that this skinny dance teacher knew how to use such a rough method.

"But...Teacher, you said it was for my own good, and you were so gentle..." His girlfriend couldn't believe her once-respected teacher had become like this. She stared blankly as Mr. Zhang tore open her stockings, revealing her delicate white feet and began kissing and sucking them. I thought foot fetishism was a modern thing, but I never imagined that this teacher, from an older generation, also had this preference. So, it seems my girlfriend went to his house almost every day, and this man, with a lewd mentality, indulged in playing with my beloved feet. It was truly hateful and incredibly stimulating!

"Xiaoqian, are you really that naive? Back then, every time I washed your feet, I'd touch them for a long time. Didn't you have any reservations? Last night, you obediently let me wash and touch you. Today, I finally got to taste you, it's so wonderful." Damn! So that's why my girlfriend came out barefoot last night. As

Mr. Zhang spoke, he tore his girlfriend's stockings to shreds, leaving them hanging loosely on either side of her legs, exposing Xiaoqian's jade-like legs to him. At this moment, Xiaoqian reacted, trying to break free from the teacher's clutches. Just as she was about to overcome the weakness from the dizziness, Mr. Zhang grabbed her legs and dragged her towards him, pulling Xiaoqian close. He reached between her legs with his left hand, directly inside her leotard to caress her.

"Ah…" His girlfriend cried out softly from the sudden violation, her struggles weakening by half.

Mr. Zhang's eyes lit up as if he had discovered a new continent. His right hand also came to help, grabbing Xiaoqian's leotard and pulling it aside, then tearing open her underwear.

Damn! Even I could see my girlfriend's sparse pubic hair peeking out; he must have seen Xiaoqian's vulva too.

Xiaoqian hurriedly reached out to cover herself, trying to squeeze her legs together. Teacher Zhang's hand, which was pressed against her vulva, began to move. Xiaoqian immediately lost her strength and couldn't push his hand away. Her legs were easily pushed open again.

"Ha! I didn't expect Xiaoqian to be so sensitive. If I had known, I wouldn't have held back for so long, and I wouldn't have just been peeping at you changing clothes. I could have played with you like this back in high school." What! He even peeped at his girlfriend changing clothes? Does that mean he saw her body completely naked back in high school?

Teacher Zhang said, his palm facing upwards, his fingers probing into his girlfriend's vulva. His girlfriend immediately arched her back. Although I couldn't see it, I knew without a doubt that his fingers were inside her. This was bad. His girlfriend's vulva was too sensitive; even if he raped her, she wouldn't be able to resist.

"Ah... Teacher... no... um..." His girlfriend let out an alluring moan, but it didn't sound like a protest; it sounded more like encouragement. Teacher Zhang seemed stimulated, his fingers starting to move. His girlfriend couldn't take it anymore, her hands gripping her dance costume tightly.

Overjoyed, Teacher Zhang roughly pulled at Xiaoqian's clothes with his other hand, quickly pulling her dance costume up to her stomach. Xiaoqian was immediately half-naked, her fair skin, firm 34C breasts, and light brown nipples exposed to the air.

Xiaoqian tried to cover herself with her hands, but the teacher grabbed her wrists and pulled them away. His girlfriend's breasts and vulva were thus exposed, and the teacher's fingers inserted and played with them; her breasts were swallowed and sucked by the teacher, and her nipples were occasionally lightly bitten. How could she withstand such an attack? She had already surrendered and began to moan loudly, probably even forgetting about me, her boyfriend waiting outside!

Teacher Zhang spat out Xiaoqian's breasts and said, "Xiaoqian's breasts have grown! She's not a little girl anymore." As he spoke, he unzipped his pants, revealing his long, thin penis, and spread his girlfriend's legs to penetrate her.

I saw my girlfriend about to be raped outside the door. I knew I had to rush to her rescue, but another voice inside me said, "Wait a little longer, let her get a few strokes first." While I hesitated, Mr. Zhang had already pressed the head of his penis against my girlfriend's labia and was trying to push it in. My girlfriend's vagina was tight, but with lubrication, penetration wasn't difficult. However, before he even entered, he grabbed my girlfriend's breasts tightly and growled. I saw his once erect penis go limp, leaving a pool of white fluid on my girlfriend's labia. This guy had premature ejaculation.

After he released my girlfriend's flattened breasts, I breathed a sigh of relief. My girlfriend hadn't recovered yet, lying on the ground, panting weakly, her head tilted to one side, her body exposed to the teacher's eyes.

"Damn it! If it weren't for this problem, I would have deflowered you long ago. Remember that time you fell asleep at my house? Actually, I put some sleeping pills in your water. You slept for more than an hour that day, and I stripped you naked and ejaculated on you twice. It's a pity I didn't penetrate you, otherwise, would I have left your hymen for that other guy?" It turns out he had already made a move on his girlfriend. Luckily, he had premature ejaculation, otherwise his girlfriend would definitely have lost her virginity. And he already knew about our relationship, yet he still dared to do it. He was incredibly audacious!

Ignoring his girlfriend's surprised gaze, he stroked her fair legs and said, "Go change your clothes quickly, or your boyfriend will get impatient and might dump you if he sees you like this! He won't believe you if you say you didn't sleep with me." Hearing him say this, his girlfriend hurriedly got up, covering her body with her hands, and dragged her tattered clothes toward the door. I slipped to the corner of the corridor and watched his girlfriend walk into the changing room, her clothes disheveled.

When his girlfriend came out again, she had returned to her usual pure and lovely appearance, but she looked a little sullen. I pretended not to know anything and took her home. Later, my girlfriend skipped class, saying she was too tired and didn't want to. Of course, I knew what was going on, but I wouldn't say anything.

One day, my girlfriend received a letter from Teacher Zhang containing two hundred-yuan bills, saying it was payment for her and that his inability to attend class bothered him. I cursed inwardly: My girlfriend was played with like that, and her beautiful feet were played with by you for so long—was she only worth this little money?

I don't know what my girlfriend did with the money; I suppose she didn't want it. But what I saw that day was truly stimulating, and afterwards, I often had my girlfriend wear a dance costume when we had sex.

"The End"

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