My kindergarten teacher sex partner

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The first time we met, I went to her neighborhood, which was quite far from the city center and rather remote. Actually, I'm quite lazy; I ignore those who aren't good-looking, those who aren't proactive, and those who live too far away—basically, I use the "wait and see" approach. Although she lived far away, she was pretty and proactive in our conversation, so I had to go with the flow. Actually, the moment we met, I already knew whether I wanted to sleep with her; of course, whether we could actually do it depended on our skills and fate. When I picked her up near her house, I felt an urge to get to know her better, so I treated her like a good friend, arranged food and drinks, and at her suggestion, we chose a Hunan restaurant (I've encountered bar scammers and tea scammers before, and I usually block them before we even meet; the only time I met one was in Beijing, and I left as soon as we reached the entrance of that shady restaurant). Getting back to the point, through our initial communication, I learned she was a kindergarten teacher with a rather outgoing personality. During dinner, I specifically ordered beer, mainly because I like to pair spicy food with alcohol, secondly because alcohol emboldens even the most timid person, and thirdly because if the girl drank too, the chances of winning her over were practically 90%. She seemed quite happy to see me, saying she never drinks, but she still had two drinks with me, finishing two bottles of beer (I encourage drinking, not pressure, which actually makes girls feel safer). As we left the restaurant, I said that drunk driving checks were strict, and it was far from home (at that time, there were almost no designated drivers), so I wanted to find a hotel to rest before going home late at night. I asked if she could come with me, as I really liked her too. After some hesitation, she agreed. Actually, everyone knows what happened next, but the unexpected still happened. At the hotel, I could hug and touch her, but she wouldn't let me take off my clothes—not my top or bottom. She was wearing jeans with a belt, and unless I wanted to rape her, I couldn't undo it if she didn't want to. So, we ended up being affectionate for over an hour, both of us sweating profusely. I suggested we shower, and she agreed, but insisted I shower first. After I finished showering impatiently, she went into the bathroom fully clothed and locked the door… I thought I'd get my chance to tease her, but she didn't come out for a long time. I knocked and said I needed to use the bathroom urgently. When the door opened, she was fully clothed, but her belt was undone. How could I let this opportunity slip by? I hugged her from behind, and we… I unbuttoned her pants and zipped them up, then pulled them down to her knees. My erect penis pressed against her genitals. She said no, but her body went limp. After rubbing against her genitals a few times, my penis felt the wetness. Because of the position and her constant wriggling, it was difficult to penetrate. I had to use my hand to help me get in. Once inside her, I thought she would completely let go and we could enjoy our lovemaking together. But instead, she seemed to snap out of it, immediately pulled away, pulled up her pants, and ran out of the bathroom. I was annoyed. Even after all this, she wouldn't let me touch her. I was a little angry, so I lay down on the bed. She got dressed and sat down beside me, saying I was bullying her, that it was too fast to start something like this right after we met. But seeing that I was angry, she changed her tune. In the end, she took off her pants and lay in my arms, helping me masturbate. After I finished, she said it was too late and she had to go home. Having achieved a partial satisfaction, I didn't try to stop her and drove her home, drunk. When we arrived at her apartment building, she wouldn't get out of the car, saying she wanted to spend more time with me. I suggested we stay at a hotel that night, and I'd take her to work the next morning. She happily agreed, saying she'd bring me breakfast the next morning. I told her the hotel included breakfast, and we could eat together at the restaurant. We agreed to meet at the hotel at 7:15 am. The next morning, I got up early and waited for her. I called and texted her, but she didn't answer until 8 am, saying she'd overslept, missed the call, and was too late to get to the hotel; she was already on her way to work. I asked her to get out of the car so I could pick her up and take her to work, but she insisted on not letting me. At that moment, her place in my heart had changed; from liking her to indifference. For the next two or three days, she would still occasionally text me, but my replies had become lukewarm. She could sense my emotions. I thought we were going to be strangers from now on, but one day I drank too much at a business dinner, and she texted me. Fueled by alcohol, I simply and clearly said: "I want you to sleep with me." My attitude was that I didn't want to beat around the bush or waste time. If it worked out, great; if not, no more dragging things out. I was more likely to make her angry and block me. Surprisingly, she wasn't angry at all; instead, she asked me how much I wanted her. "How much," I said, "come over and see for yourself." This time, she was very generous. I booked a room and gave her the room number, and she came to the hotel herself (I could have taken her home, but after she stood me up, I didn't care about her anymore and didn't want any emotional entanglement. Going to a hotel made me feel less burdened). Things just flowed naturally after that. I always thought she had some kind of physical defect, so the first time I insisted on not undressing completely. It turned out she was just insecure about her small breasts, and that she hadn't let me penetrate her last time because she was on medication for a serious condition. I didn't ask about the condition or how she got it; I just asked if she was fully recovered. After getting a positive answer, I even took a closer look, smelled her, and took pictures, which she didn't object to. This surprised me. She obediently gave me oral sex (I tried to get her to give me oral sex the first time, but she firmly refused). Later, she even offered to do penetration. Before, penetration at SN (a type of massage parlor) would only last two or three minutes at most, but DD lasted over ten minutes the first time. As long as I was enjoying it, she would keep going until I told her to stop. This pleasure wasn't just sensory, but also mental. After that, DD and I would meet up whenever we had time, always at hotels (her workplace was far from my home, and she had to go home at night). Each time, penetration lasted until I felt sorry for her being too tired. We maintained this relationship for almost a year. I would meet her when I wanted it, and she would meet if she was free; otherwise, we would reschedule. During this time, we didn't talk about feelings; our meetings were just for sex. Even the only time we ate together was at a hotel. Later, I got a girlfriend and stopped meeting her, and she never contacted me again. We just existed in each other's social media circles, neither of us bothering the other anymore. [The End]

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