[The Teacher's Desire] Part Four

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In the
afternoon, we walked along the seaside path. My teacher wore an apricot-yellow dress and white floral
slippers. At that moment, she didn't look like a married woman in her early thirties, but rather like a young woman deeply in love.
Leaning against my arm, talking and laughing, in that instant, I felt as if my teacher had truly become
my woman.
We walked to the foot of a cliff by the sea, watching the waves crash against the rocks. Sunlight scattered into countless shimmering fragments in the spray
, falling upon us. Looking at my teacher's bright and beautiful face beside me, I suddenly
hugged her tightly.
"Teacher, you're so beautiful."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"You're lying, I'm over thirty..."
"Even more beautiful than before."
Deng Hui sighed softly, wrapping her arms around my waist, and said, "I don't know why, but I feel like I
can say anything to you, even... that thing... Liu, even if I were that kind of woman, you wouldn't
look down on me?"
"Of course, in my eyes, Teacher Deng, you are the most beautiful woman."
"You're lying... Teacher... actually, you're a bad woman, very dirty..."
A strong flame suddenly ignited within me. I lifted Deng Hui's chin and kissed her deeply. I
pried open her lips, sucking on her tongue as if trying to drain her dry, not missing a single corner of her mouth
.
The teacher was so overwhelmed by my kisses that she could barely stand. I held her and walked to the bottom of the cliff, to a secluded corner
.
"Teacher, take off your underwear." After finally separating, I said to her in a commanding tone.
The teacher glanced at me shyly, then looked around, slowly pulling her skirt up to her waist. She was wearing
a small, tie-up panty that barely covered her pubic hair.
"Liu…why do you always like to wear it outside…" The teacher blushed, placing her hand on the tie. This
type of panty was designed so that it could be easily pulled off.
"Take it off, teacher, take it off." I didn't answer, staring at her genitals with a somewhat feverish intensity.
The teacher hesitated for a few seconds, finally pulling off the small knot. She held the panty in one hand, the other
still trying to cover her naked genitals. I snatched the panty, threw it aside, and turned her body around, so her buttocks
faced me.
"Liu…be gentle…" The teacher was somewhat afraid of my slightly rough actions, but she didn't resist.
"Teacher, I'm going to prove to you that I like everything that belongs to you." I kissed her earlobe,
my hands kneading her breasts. The teacher wasn't wearing a bra today. Through the thin fabric, I accurately found her
nipples and skillfully played with them.
"Ah...good..." The teacher panted, her buttocks thrusting back, rubbing against my erect penis
.
Feeling her nipples were already fully erect, I began to caress her still slightly wet vulva. The teacher
moaned softly, twisting her full, pink buttocks, stroking her breasts, and occasionally turning back to ask me for a kiss.
Soon, my fingers became wet and slippery, and the base of the teacher's thighs became glistening. My hand
slowly slid over her labia, down to her perineum, and then up, touching her tight anus.
The teacher's buttocks swayed slightly; clearly, she hadn't tried anyone else touching that area before. I gently made
circles, spreading her juices around the entrance.
"Ah...dirty...don't..." The teacher grabbed my hand, but couldn't stop me from parting her
buttocks, making her anus even more visible.
"Stop..."
"Teacher, your anus is beautiful too." The many folds there were tightly contracted inwards, and
the area around them, smeared with vaginal fluid, glistened. It looked like a small chrysanthemum, glistening with dew.
"What are you saying? Stop it!" The teacher curled up in a coquettish voice, but with her strength, I could easily
hold down both of her hands with one hand and continue to caress that most shameful part of the human body.
The teacher was clearly very nervous; every time I touched the entrance, she would sway her body in terror. The folds of
flesh would suddenly tighten inwards whenever I touched them. I patiently moved my fingers over her buttocks until the teacher
's reaction was less intense. I bent my index finger, and a small section of my finger was inserted into her anus.
"Ah...no...dirty...stop..." This action clearly crossed the teacher's psychological threshold; she
twisted her buttocks violently, trying to shake my finger out.
"No, Liu... You can do whatever you want, but not this..." The teacher pleaded with me,
her brows furrowed tightly, her lips parted in anguish.
"Teacher, I told you, I want everything you have. And I want to prove to you that I love everything about you,
everything about you." My fingers slowly moved at her entrance. Her anus was much tighter than her vagina,
carrying a dry, hot, fleshy smell, biting my index finger tightly.
"I know... Teacher knows... Stop..."
"No one has touched this before, has anyone, Teacher?"
"No... No... So, please stop."
"Then this is mine." For some reason, I seemed a bit domineering and irritable today
.
Before the teacher could say anything more, I thrust my hips forward, my penis parting her labia and plunging straight into
her vagina.
The teacher let out a short scream, which I silenced with a kiss. Her round breasts fell into my palm
, her erect nipples at my mercy.
And her lower body endured my repeated, brutal thrusts. Each insertion went deep, powerfully ...The impact was so great that her legs trembled, and her hands, which were gripping the rock wall, could barely support her. I had to hold onto 　　the teacher's slender waist to keep her from falling. 　　As soon as I released her lips, the teacher began to breathe heavily. And when I suddenly inserted my fingers into 　　her anus again, her moans, like a singer's trills, changed in tone, exceptionally alluring 　　, further arousing my desire to possess her completely.

I could feel the vibrations inside her vagina with my finger inserted into her anus, even with just a slight movement. Her
vagina contracted violently, as if her anus was ashamed of the intrusion and desperately trying to avoid the
flesh-on-flesh contact. This gave me immense pleasure, almost causing me to ejaculate.
What did the teacher feel? She kept shaking her head and gritting her teeth, seemingly in great pain. But her vaginal fluids
gushed out at an unprecedented speed, quickly wetting my pubic hair, and a lot of it
flowed down her thighs. Her vagina was incredibly hot and incredibly tight, like thousands of tiny
mouths kissing my penis simultaneously; the extreme pleasure made me cry out.
"Ah!" Suddenly, a scream came from not far away. I turned to see a young girl
staring at us in disbelief. As soon as she met my gaze, she turned away and ran off without looking back.
"Someone...stop...stop!" The teacher's already flushed cheeks turned even brighter. She twisted
her body, trying to get rid of what was inside her.
"It's alright, it'll be over soon." I held her body without a care, kissing her neck,
my movements below not slowing down at all.
"Ah...no...we'll...we'll be seen..." The teacher's struggle only fueled my passion
.
"Too...too much..." When the head of my penis reached the end of her vagina, the teacher's moans seemed to
be squeezed out of her throat.
After we both climaxed, the teacher's body slumped down uncontrollably. I used a lot of strength to support
her.
On the way back, the teacher was unusually silent. She didn't speak to me and seemed reluctant to lean
on me.
After dinner, back in the room, Deng Hui sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly out the window, lost in thought.
I went over to her, and she smiled gently at me, inviting me to sit down beside her.
"Liu, are you happy with me?"
"Yes."
"But... when we're together, most of the time is spent..." The teacher held my hand,
blushing slightly, and said, "Is this... really okay?"
"Teacher, don't you like this?"
"Not really..." She sighed and said, "But I still feel empty. I thought
I had found what I was missing in you, but..."
Her arms were crossed over her chest, and her somewhat forlorn expression made my heart sink.
"You're right, I got married just to find a place to belong, it doesn't have much to do with love.
"
"But isn't that how it is for everyone? How many people truly end up together? Besides,
is it really between us..."
I didn't answer. I could lie, but I didn't want to. Because in my heart, this doubt had always lingered
. Did I truly love the teacher as a person, or was it just a lingering attachment to my lost youth, trying to
grasp at the remaining traces and return to those carefree years? Or was it to make up for the regrets left behind?
My desires were almost entirely focused on the teacher's body. True emotional connection was rare
. What interested me was how to completely possess her body, leaving no inch of skin untouched.
Thinking of this, I looked at her drooping neck and snow-white thighs, and a renewed urge to push her onto
the bed rekindled within me. Just then, her phone rang.
"Hello? Dad? What's wrong? Ah? Is Tingting sick? How could it be… is it serious…?"
The teacher's face turned pale instantly, and she shrank back.
"Okay, okay, I'll ask for leave and come over." She hung up, tears welling in her eyes. Suddenly
, she lowered her head and began to sob softly.
I went over and hugged her, but she pushed me away.
"It's my fault, I shouldn't have done this… I have to go back, Liu, we shouldn't see each other again.
" She spoke haltingly, the sunlight outside the window gradually fading into darkness.
Two days later, I returned to my workplace. My boss, his face dark, called me into his office. This was something I'd expected
; I'd turned off my phone and stayed offline for the past few days. There was an urgent matter where they couldn't
reach me, causing some losses for the company.
"Xiao Liu, I only granted you leave because I thought you were doing a good job. Otherwise, with so much going on at the company,
I wouldn't have given you so many days off so easily," my boss said, slamming his hand on the desk. "How many times have I told
you to keep your communication channels open? You didn't listen. Do you know that if something goes wrong, I'll have to take the blame?"
I didn't answer, my head bowed.
"Your bonus for this year is deducted. Go home." My boss waved me out.
Sitting in my chair, I stared blankly at the computer screen. My teacher hadn't replied to my texts or answered my
calls. Would I ever see her by the lake again? Would I still talk to her? Would I still have the chance to hold her hand, kiss
her lips, and give her a hug? Would we still be able to experience the ecstasy of lovemaking together?
Or perhaps the past month or so was just a dream, a lingering erotic dream that has persisted from adolescence until now
.
But maybe this is the best ending. My teacher also went through a period of moral decline;
it's fortunate that she can now live a stable life. She has a husband, children, and her own job. Why should I ruin her happiness for my own
desires? Let's just consider this a beautiful memory and end it here.

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