The PE teacher is 1.8 meters tall

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Let me tell you about myself first. I live in AAA (a prefecture-level city) in S province. AAA has a district called B and a county-level city called W. I don't have a girlfriend; we broke up. Single. I'm very tall, easily 190cm with shoes on, but very light, around 130kg. I'm not ugly, or rather, quite handsome! Hehe.

I'm very loyal in relationships and casual sex.

I'm so bored and lonely at home that I use a secondary QQ account to add local friends. My verification messages are just two sentences: "Are you from AAA? One-night stand?" Some of you might disagree with this straightforward approach. But that's just how I am. If I want to do something, great; if I don't, either I go through the trouble and succeed, or I go through the trouble and fail. Of course, the rejection rate this way is quite high, about 99%, haha!

But maybe it was that 1% luck that led to a girl accepting my request on February 9th. We started chatting. At first, we just exchanged basic information, and the conversation touched on some topics related to sex. I asked her if she'd ever had a one-night stand, and she said no. I asked if she had a boyfriend, and she said he'd gone too far. She asked how tall I was, and I told her the truth, and she said she liked him. (Foreshadowing 1) Then she asked me how big my penis was, and I told her the truth, 14-16 (depending on erection strength). She seemed quite satisfied, saying, "Yours is so big, I'm scared, don't kill me with it." But she also said, "If that's the case, I won't let you fuck me for free, I'm afraid you'll fuck me to death." (Foreshadowing 2) I immediately told her my attitude towards one-night stands: they're not tied to money or feelings; otherwise, it's better to find a prostitute, you know what I mean. She understood.

During our conversation, I learned she was a physical education teacher. I was surprised there were female physical education teachers, but when we met, I found out why. This girl was over 1.8 meters tall—wow, a domestic foreign woman! She said a group of sports students had recently joined the school to catch up on their academic subjects, but their physical training couldn't be neglected, so she'd been quite busy lately, often leading the students in extra practice until 10 PM, living in the school dormitory, which was in the city. Then I told her I had a friend in W city, and I was going to visit him in a few days. I asked her out when I went, and she agreed. Since my friend hadn't settled down yet, I didn't talk to her much. On the 10th, she suddenly messaged me, directly asking if I would marry her, and even left her her phone number, which startled me.

My first thought was that she'd gotten pregnant by someone else and was looking for a new partner! Then I told her very seriously that because of the breakup, I hadn't gotten over it yet, and I still had feelings for my ex-girlfriend, so I was afraid it wouldn't be fair to her if we started dating now. (This was my honest thought.) Then she asked me how old my parents were, where I would settle down after marriage, my criteria for a partner, and my parents' requirements for a daughter-in-law. Oh my god! I didn't dare talk to her anymore.

Then on the 13th, W's friend called me at 2 PM to say I'd go again. I was meeting up with friends for lunch and then meeting the girl in the evening. I'm the kind of person who easily gets impotent after drinking, haha! My friend was leaving. Okay, I'll go then. I quickly packed up and headed to W at 3 PM. Driving. I texted the girl on the way, but she didn't reply. I

texted her again when I arrived, still no reply. I ate and drank with my friends; the two of us drank about half a jin of 30° baijiu each. I'm actually quite a heavy drinker; I can drink about half a jin of 50° baijiu. So I was in pretty good shape, just a little bit... I left the restaurant around 10 PM, politely declined my friend's offer to stay at his place, said goodbye, and asked him for the address of a nearby budget hotel.

After getting in the car, I texted her again, and this time she replied, asking where I was. I said I was looking for a hotel and asked her to wait. Just then, my phone gave me a low battery warning, and I was really worried. I couldn't find the hotel right away, so I had no choice but to get out of the car and ask for directions. It was quite late, and there was no one on the street. Just then, a policeman passed by. In my panic, I went up to him and asked where the hotel was. As soon as the question left my mouth, I regretted it. Damn it, how stupid of me! This is practically handing myself over for drunk driving! I quickly moved away from the policeman.

But the policeman was also quite stupid; he was playing on his phone. He seemed to be a local policeman, and he kindly gave me directions.

I rushed over immediately, but damn, the hotel was full. I asked the front desk for nearby hotels, and found one three minutes later. It wasn't expensive, and the conditions were pretty good. I checked in. After settling in, I charged my phone and contacted the girl again. A text from her sent a chill down my spine: "Tomorrow is Valentine's Day, what gift have you prepared for me?" (See foreshadowing 2; the girl is a bit greedy, but that's fine, girls like this are rare in the sex world.) Damn, she left in such a hurry! She didn't even give me a gift, let alone her, a friend of many years. She even asked me, "What if I can't come?" But I pretended to be calm and said, "Tell me your address, I'll pick you up.

I believe you'll come." A little while later, she texted me, telling me the name of her school and that she was changing clothes in her dorm.

I tidied myself up, went downstairs, and asked the hotel receptionist for the company address. The receptionist said she knew the company but wasn't sure how to get there. Okay! I went back to my car, took the 1-meter-long baseball bat I always keep in the car back to my room, and hid the car keys. I left my wallet in the car, only carrying a little over 200 yuan in cash, and took a taxi.

The above measures were to prevent any honey traps or similar schemes. If a fight really broke out, that baseball bat wouldn't be a joke. Although it's hollow metal, it has great weight and feel; one hit on the head and he'd be down. If she asked me for money, I only had a little over 200 yuan. Actually, I was very wary throughout the whole process.

Less than 10 minutes later, I arrived. I sent her a text message telling her I was at her company entrance. Just then, my phone rang, telling me she was across the street, diagonally opposite me. I looked closely across the street and saw a very tall girl (see foreshadowing 1, it seems she wanted someone taller than herself) holding a phone. Hmm, that's her. I followed her. My goodness, walking beside her, I estimated her height to be nearly 180 cm (wearing mid-heeled boots). The girl was quite pretty, maybe an 80 out of 100. She was wearing a short jacket over a thin cardigan that covered her buttocks; and winter socks. Her chest and buttocks were quite large; she had a good figure, the tall and voluptuous type. I felt a little intimidated.

I suddenly remembered a post on the forum from a guy asking how to make a 170cm+ girl orgasm. I'd never had any intimate contact with a girl like that before. We walked and chatted as we hailed a taxi, and I won't go into details about getting to the hotel.

When we arrived, the receptionist, the one I'd asked for directions, gave me a complicated look—a handsome guy who'd gone out alone and come back as a couple—then gave us two tall guys, both around 180cm+190cm, another complicated look. She checked to see if anyone was following us after we got off the elevator, went inside, locked the door, and started chatting as she took off her coat.

The girl's figure was immediately apparent; she was probably a D-cup. After a while, she spoke first: "Go wash up first." I didn't close the bathroom door completely, just washed up quickly, mainly focusing on my private parts, got dressed, and then it was her turn. I won't go into details about that. After she came out, we both got into bed fully clothed, turned on the TV, and chatted. We made some physical contact during the conversation, like comparing hand sizes, and the atmosphere became a bit ambiguous. It was almost 11:30. I said I'd turn off the TV, and the girl hummed in agreement, turning it off and the lights out.

We were still dressed when we got into bed, lying face to face, forehead to forehead. Our breathing was a little rapid. If she wasn't lying, this was probably her first one-night stand, and I wasn't much better off—my second. We were still chatting, with some physical flirting, touching arms, caressing through our clothes, etc. (No contact with breasts, buttocks, or genitals). I touched her, comparing our weights—wow, she was a bit heavier than me, and her arms were thicker, though mine were all muscle, haha. Slowly, we started kissing each other's necks. The girl tickled me, and as soon as my lips touched hers, she started moaning. We lingered like this for almost ten minutes, but we still didn't kiss. We just lingered on each other's cheeks and necks. By this time, the girl probably couldn't take it anymore. She was either biting me lightly and frantically, or trying hard to hold back, or moaning softly.

Seeing that the time was right, I pulled back the covers and yanked the girl's upper body up (to clarify, this girl was indeed quite heavy; I wasn't prepared and almost couldn't lift her up, haha). I roughly and quickly removed her top and bra, and also took off my own. The girl couldn't take it anymore and tried to take off her pantyhose, but I stopped her. We crawled back into bed, and I slowly kissed my way down, using both my hands and mouth to attack her breasts. The girl was already moaning and groaning.

My other hand wasn't idle either; I slipped it inside her pantyhose and started caressing her buttocks. Hmm! A little small, but acceptable. I moved downwards, from her breasts to her stomach, pulling down her pants until I reached her pubic hair. There wasn't much of a smell down there, just a faint, fleshy scent. Not bad, that's probably the truth.

I gently kissed it, and the girl was already babbling incoherently: Ah! So good! Ugh! Hmm! You're bad!

Ahhh! Ouch! The girl's lower body was already soaking wet, down to her anus.

I secretly glanced at her as she nibbled, licked, sucked, and spit out fluids. Damn, she was already playing with her own breasts.

I couldn't resist! I got up and straddled her. She yanked down my underwear and thermal leggings, and my already swollen penis slapped against my lower abdomen. Without hesitation, she took it into her mouth and started sucking hard.

Her technique wasn't great; often, men get women to perform oral sex just for psychological pleasure, and vice versa. Seeing her so willing to give me oral sex, I didn't bother her too much. I pulled out quickly, without a condom, and guided my penis to her entrance.

But I hadn't had sex in a long time, and it was my first time with her, especially in the dark. I couldn't penetrate her after two tries. She smiled sweetly and guided the penis inside. Once inside, it felt very tight. After a few tentative, lubricated thrusts, the girl went wild: (slightly exaggerated) "So good...so good...come on...push it in..." Haha, this little slut, I thought to myself. A few more thrusts, warm-up complete.

The battle officially began.

The position was still the traditional missionary, woman on top. Just as I shifted into fifth gear and gently pressed the accelerator, the girl over there was already about to explode, rubbing her breasts and shouting: "Push it in...harder...you're killing me...fuck me...fuck me harder...fuck me to pieces...you're so good...amazing...it hurts...it hurts so much..." Here I have to admit a mistake: I haven't had sex for more than half a year, and I haven't masturbated or ejaculated for about ten days. These past few mornings, I've felt like my dick is about to explode, and my testicles are full of semen.

The girl seemed quite satisfied with me. After a long moan, she suddenly arched her upper body and took my left nipple into her mouth, while her other hand pinched my right nipple. My nipples were my erogenous zones, and my testicles, already full of semen, couldn't withstand such stimulation and were threatening to spill out. My penis suddenly thickened and grew larger. Realizing things were going badly, I quickly pulled out, ejaculating a thick stream of semen all over the girl's vulva and the sheets.

I was filled with remorse. I should have finished with that old man before leaving, so I wouldn't have been so easily aroused. I leaned down, straddling the girl, and whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry!" But the girl chuckled softly, somewhat smugly, wrapped her arms around me, and sealed my lips with hers.

It was as if she were saying: You were great. I was shocked: Isn't this the foreign beauty from the brothel? Did her ex-boyfriend break up with her because he couldn't handle her in bed? I returned her kisses while waiting for my inner universe to explode again. Thankfully, after six months of virginity plus ten days of pent-up desire, I still had some confidence. In less than two minutes, my penis rose again, I straightened it, and thrust in.

The foreign girl clearly hadn't expected this; the feeling of fullness and surprise ignited her again. She frantically rubbed her breasts, moaning and praising me profusely. I won't write about the rest, you know what I mean, right?

I'll just write about some things that impressed me:

First, this foreign girl not only actively rubbed her breasts but also actively played with her clitoris. It seemed she was incredibly horny.

Second, when we changed positions, when she was on top, I was bewildered. I felt like I was being raped. The frequency of her hips and buttocks moving back and forth was no slower than my thrusts, and of course, the amplitude made me grip the sheets tightly. I finally appreciated a man's actions during sex from a woman's perspective. Just as I was lying on the bed letting the girl move on top of me, she pulled me up and unceremoniously shoved one of her breasts into my mouth while she went to play with the other. I could only silently endure it all. If this were a movie, a tear would surely have rolled down my cheek. I was reminded of Stephen Chow in "A Chinese Odyssey" whose crotch was on fire but he dared not make a sound, only letting his men crush his penis. Yeah, that's the feeling.

Thirdly, the girl liked to spread her legs wide with her hands so that I could penetrate deeper, all the way in, and even after I was all the way in, she still wanted me to go in further. Are all Western girls like this?

After about an hour, I still hadn't ejaculated, but we were almost done. The girl was completely dry, and we were both exhausted, so we agreed to a truce. After I pulled out, we lingered for a while, and the girl said, "You're too strong!" A blush followed by more lingering. Then we took a shower, cuddled, and fell asleep, but I won't go into details.

I barely slept that night, partly because I was worried about safety, and partly because I was constantly torn between sleep and sex, having such a beauty by my side. However, I didn't touch her while she was asleep, though of course my hands did. The next morning, I saw her off to work, then returned to the hotel for breakfast, and went back to my room for a nap. Just as I was about to fall asleep, she texted me: "Valentine's Day today." I replied: "Happy Valentine's Day. I'm so sorry I didn't bring you a gift this time; I was in such a rush yesterday. I'll make it up to you next time." She didn't reply. Around noon, I checked out. I had lunch with a friend, and while I was on my way to meet him, she texted:

"Where are you? Have you eaten?" Not wanting my friend to know, I replied: "I'm in S (another county-level city in AAA) on business."

After a quick meal with my friend, I saw him off on his business trip. I went to S to take care of some other things.

Then, in the afternoon, I returned to AAA. Just as I got home and started writing this, my girlfriend texted: "Are you busy?" I replied, "I'm at AAA, I have some things to do here tomorrow!" She didn't reply.

Here are some tips:

1. Always be careful, beware of bar scams, honey traps, and all sorts of diseases.

2. For tall, heavy, and attractive women like this, all you guys need to be fully prepared. Mentally, you need to look down on them. Physically, you need to be ready too. Luckily, I succeeded twice this time, otherwise, it would have been incredibly embarrassing.

3. Never imitate Western porn. This is already like this before even meeting a real Western woman; if I did, the racial differences would be huge.

4. Exercise more. I haven't exercised in ages, so tiring, haha!

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