Having sex with my son's classmate

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Looking at myself in the mirror, seeing the crow's feet at the corners of my eyes, I realized I was already 36.

I sighed at my passing youth, and a strange sadness always washed over me. But to my delight, I still

retained traces of my youth. My breasts, though not large, were full and firm whenever I wore a bra

; my still-slender waist was a result of my conscious lifestyle; what pleased me most was my alluringly shaped,

full hips that swayed unconsciously as I walked, creating a near-rounded shape when I wore a business suit,

showcasing the sexiness of a mature woman; finally, what reassured me was that I hadn't lost my strong female libido.

Whenever I chatted and joked with the young male teachers at school, seeing their excited expressions and attentive

gestures, I felt a surge of self-affirmation regarding my charm. To be honest, I enjoyed flirting with men; it

gave me immense pleasure. My husband is a taxi driver, strong and robust. But

he left me in a car accident when I was 28. For the sake of my child, I didn't remarry. For six years, I've

struggled with the responsibility and intense longing for my child. As a result, I became sensitive. Even the slightest external stimulus

would cause me to breathe rapidly and feel aroused. Sometimes, even a passionate kiss between the male and female leads in a TV drama would make

me aroused. I've thought about finding a sexual partner, but I always remind myself that I'm a teacher,

and I'm bound by my profession. So, joking around with men during school lunch breaks and chatting online became my

source of pleasure. Gradually, I discovered I liked to expose myself. Since I couldn't do that at school, I did it at home. My

son has a classmate named Xiaolin, a high school freshman. His parents live in another city, and because he's my son's classmate,

he moved in with me and became my godmother so my son would have company. Although I'm a teacher, Xiaolin

isn't a very good student, and he's glib and smooth-talking, perhaps influenced by his shady friends. His increasingly

obvious adult features and the small mustache made me feel that he was starting to look like a man.

At home, I dressed very lightly, wearing deep V-neck nightgowns, some even semi-transparent,

and I never wore a bra, just a tank top. Whenever I was in front of him, the occasional glimpse of my cleavage and

the exposed thighs beneath my skirt, and the unintentional glimpse of his erection, would excite me. I was truly thrilled;

I never imagined that a woman nearing middle age could arouse a teenage boy so much! However,

I never intended to have sex with Xiaolin, as he was, after all, my child's classmate! But my indiscreet

behavior sowed the seeds for what would later happen. Because I needed teaching materials, the school provided me

with a laptop for creating them. Since I knew nothing about computers, I often

learned . Because he had a computer, he seemed to know everything about them. I not only learned how

to use office software from him, but also how to surf the internet and chat online. From then on, I discovered a new world. Online

, I was no longer a teacher; I had no burdens or pressure, and I could be very unrestrained. So, every day

after , after dinner and chores, I couldn't wait to turn on my laptop and go online. Xiaolin had signed me up for

MSN, and I used it to communicate with different people, flirt with strangers, and occasionally

log onto pornographic websites. I saw many novel things, mostly from Japan, and learned that

there were so many ways men and women could play! However, I overlooked one thing: Xiaolin also had a computer in his room,

and he was online while I was online! Eventually, it happened. I remember clearly; it was a

Saturday noon, and my son had gone to his grandmother's house. I opened MSN and found a new email.

It was an invitation to chat, with only four words: "Slut, add me." Seeing this

lewd invitation, I wasn't angry at all; instead, I was extremely excited and added him to my "

Contacts . Then I looked at his profile. His profile picture was a

flower made up of various penises—some long, some short, some thick, some thin—

it was truly astonishing. I stared at him for a full five minutes, my heart pounding, and my private parts starting to itch. His

name was "Specialist in Fucking Sluts," and his self-introduction said "I have a long penis," his hobby being "I like to fuck

sluts over 30," and then… The more I looked, the tighter my legs clamped together, my underwear sticking to

my perineum … I spent the entire afternoon thinking about this person, restless and agitated. Just thinking about his words and

pictures made my lower body unbearably itchy. The whole afternoon passed in anxious waiting. I finished making dinner and

called out to Xiaolin's room, "Xiaolin, come out and eat!" He came out, swaying his head. "What's wrong

, Xiaolin? Why are you like this?" I asked with concern. "Ugh, I did homework all afternoon, my head is spinning.

" "Why are you being so obedient today? Didn't you go out to play?" "I was afraid you'd be lonely," Xiaolin said with a smile.

"Xiaolin's really grown up," I said, putting food on his plate. "Are you going online tonight?" he

asked with a strange expression. "Go on, what's wrong?" "Nothing, just asking, what do you do online?"

"What can I do? Just check what information is on the education network." I lied to him. "Have you used

the ?" "Yes, yes, it's great, there are already quite a few people, this afternoon even

..." I remembered what happened in the afternoon and didn't finish my sentence. Xiaolin suddenly perked up,

a smile : "Someone as pretty and sexy as godmother is very attractive online." "Oh, what nonsense, godmother is old

." I was secretly pleased.

"Not old at all, godmother, look at your fair skin, full figure, so charming." Xiaolin's

praise startled me, my face flushed: "Where did you learn that from? It's indecent. I really should teach

you a lesson." Seeing that I was unhappy, Xiaolin stopped talking and ate her food silently, but her eyes never left

me, and today her gaze was particularly intense, making me very uncomfortable. She quickly finished her meal and

went to her room. As I washed the dishes, I wondered: Why is Xiaolin acting so strangely today? I

tidied everything up and sat down at the computer with anticipation. When I opened MSN, I

nervously checked and saw that the guy named "Specialist in Sex" was online. Seeing the notification that he was online, I was

ecstatic. A moment later, he sent a message: "Hi, slut." "Why are you talking like that?" I

asked, feigning modesty. "Oh, are you angry? The chat invitation I sent you was 'Slut, add me,' if you weren't..."

"Hey slut, why did you add me?" "You, you're so mean!" I was speechless, so I resorted to

coquettishness.

"There's something even worse, hehe, slut, tell your brother, how old are you? Are you married?"

"Who are you calling brother? I'm over thirty, how old are you?" I asked. "Me? I'm 17. You're

so slutty, have you slept with a lot of men?" "You're only 17? You're a kid!" I was a little disappointed, and

also marveled at how precocious kids are these days. "So what if I'm 17? I'm young and strong, I specialize in sleeping with sluts like you in your 30s,

hehe, don't you have a husband?"

"You, how did you know?" I was shocked. "If you had a husband, you wouldn't be so slutty, hehe."

"I'm not talking to you anymore, you're annoying!" I was a little angry.

"No, no, I'm sorry, okay?" "Let me show you something good."

He sent me a picture: a little boy with glasses was

spreading the legs of a woman my age and inserting his penis into her vagina. It was even moving, and the woman's expression was a mixture of crying and moaning. This

picture made my already wet vulva even wetter. I instinctively rubbed my vulva to

relieve the itching.

"How about it, hehe, pretty, right?" "What, what is this?" "It's a little boy having sex with a young woman.

Do you like it?" "You're so naughty, sending this kind of picture," I said, pretending to be innocent. "What are you pretending for? Want more?

I have a lot more." "What, are there more?" My intense desire made me want to see more.

"Haha, a slut is a slut. Call me brother and I'll show you, hehe." "Oh, you're so young, please send me some more." I couldn't bring myself to say it, so I pleaded. "No, I won't show you

without calling you brother."

"

I hesitated. Although I didn't want to scream, the woman's spread legs in the picture and her comfortable

expression kept stimulating my sensitive sex glands. Especially the age gap between the two of us gave me a

feeling of being conquered! Seeing that I didn't reply for a long time, he sent a message: "Online, there is no distinction between big and small. Besides,

we don't even know each other. What's there to be embarrassed about? I have something even better. It will make you feel so good. Scream now, or I'm

leaving. " "He's found my weakness."

"Then, brother, send it quickly," I said, blushing. "No, it's for brother." "Brother, send it to

your sister " I was tormented by desire and began to lose all shame, but for some reason, I

was so excited when I called this child "brother," and my nipples were completely swollen. "Ah, good girl, hehe, you're so

slutty and cheap, haha."

As he spoke, he sent another picture, still the same boy and the same woman, but this time it was doggy style,

the boy was grabbing the woman's arms from behind and thrusting hard, and she could move. It was so stimulating to me

. I fantasized that I was that woman, being ravaged from behind by the boy. Love juice kept

flowing , and my whole vulva felt like tiny insects were crawling on it. As soon as I moved my buttocks slightly, thin streams of lustful fluid would flow out.

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