Rainy Night Passion

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A Rainy Night's Passion
- The Beautiful Female Teacher Series
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Chapter 1: An Encounter with a Beauty
I was an art student. In my second year, the course assigned some sketching assignments, including
figure drawing. The school often hired professional female models as subjects for figure drawing, but students had to
pay for it , and the price was very expensive. I remember that only a few students with excellent grades or money were qualified to attend
figure drawing classes in the sketching room; the other students could only draw the Venus de Milo plaster cast. I didn't have any extra money, and my
grades weren't good, so naturally I had no chance with female models. Even so, I didn't care much about it, thinking that drawing
plaster casts was just as good.
I continued with my figure drawing practice in this way, while other classmates, more or less, always made a concerted effort to draw or saved money from
their meal allowances, so they always had a chance to draw a figure at least once. But I never did. I was tall and strong,
and sometimes I dabbled in martial arts. I always ate and drank excessively, and my meager savings disappeared quickly. When I was broke, I was
forced to find ways to earn money. Because my portrait drawing skills improved rapidly, I wondered if I could set up a
portrait . I did it right away, setting up my stall in the bustling city center every evening when the weather was fine. Since there was no competition (
high-achieving students wouldn't bother with that), many people came to me for portraits, and I earned
enough for cigarettes every day to last a day or two. Eventually, I ran out of money... I went to get my portrait drawn.
Time flew by, and finally, school was out for summer vacation. Few people stayed at school, but I didn't want to go home, so I stayed at
school for the summer, planning to find a part-time job.
One evening, as usual, I went to my usual spot, took out some finished
portraits , set up my easel, and waited for customers.
Business was surprisingly bad. Two hours passed, it was already past nine o'clock at night, and the shopping mall across the street had closed,
but still no one wanted a drawing. I looked down at the footsteps of passersby; fewer and fewer people were walking. I considered whether
I should close up shop if no one came in another five minutes.
Just then, a pair of white open-toe high-heeled sandals appeared before my eyes, the thin straps
drawing beautiful curves on the heels. A pair of exquisitely beautiful feet rested on high-heeled sandals. White, delicate toes, slender soles,
pink heels, and a high, arched foot with a slender ankle formed a graceful curve. The feet
were clad in sheer, flesh-colored stockings, incredibly thin, and the delicate toes were painted with red nail polish,
appearing even more alluring through the stockings.
I guessed the owner of these feet was no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old. I couldn't help but raise my head and slowly trace my gaze up along those
beautiful ankles. The smooth, silky curves of her calves were undeniably graceful, and her long, slender thighs were
tightly encased in flesh-colored stockings. I then noticed a white, very short dress. The woman seemed to be wearing pantyhose, but
there was no visible line separating the stockings from her thighs. Looking up from my squatting position, under the dim streetlights, I saw white panties with bows adorning the sides of her thighs, clinging tightly to her
stockings . The panties were sheer and had
a cleavage, clearly showing the dark, tangled pubic hair beneath. I couldn't help but linger a while, mesmerized by the view beneath her skirt.
Suddenly , the woman asked in a soft, sweet voice, "Can I have a sketch drawn?"
I quickly looked away from her skirt and lowered my head, saying, "Of course, small ones are ten yuan, large ones are thirty
yuan." I gestured to the chair opposite me, indicating for her to sit down.
She lifted her skirt and sat down, her legs crossed and slightly angled, her hands resting on her knees. Her graceful movements and
posture were incredibly alluring. I looked up at her, and she was looking at me too.
"Professor Ying, it's you?!" I exclaimed in surprise, realizing she was a university professor.
"Wang Dang, it's you?!" she replied, equally surprised, standing up as well. "It's been a long time! What are you
doing here?"
"Oh, I've been setting up a painting stall here to earn some pocket money lately."
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Section 2: Spring Scenery in the Rain
Ms. Ying was our physical education teacher in our freshman year, but she left the university last year to
start her own clothing design company. Ms. Ying is about thirty-four or thirty-five years old, married with children, but because of
her excellent maintenance, she looks no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight. She has beautifully drawn eyebrows, a delicate nose, sexy red lips, and a pretty
face. Her skin is fair, smooth, and delicate, her figure is well-proportioned and slender, with a slim waist, rounded
buttocks a pair of large breasts. You could say she has all the beauty a woman could have. During her physical education class, she wore a leotard,
her movements light and graceful, sexy and charming. Her snow-white, delicate thighs captivated countless boys' souls.
In the midst of this, a... A flash of lightning, a clap of thunder, and suddenly raindrops the size of soybeans began to fall, sparse at first , then pouring down like a waterfall in an instant.
I hurriedly grabbed my painting stall, not even bothering to pack it up, and
ran with Teacher Ying to the entrance of a nearby shopping mall to take shelter. The distance was two or three hundred meters, and by the time we reached shelter, I was soaked to the bone. After I stopped, I muttered curses at the downpour, and looked back to see Teacher Ying completely drenched. Because of her thin clothing, her skirt and underwear were now semi-transparent, clinging to her shapely buttocks, and her high-quality nylon stockings were also soaked. Several other people were taking shelter at the mall entrance, and many men were giving her strange looks. Teacher was embarrassed and flustered, her head lowered, her face flushed, and her arms tightly crossed over her chest. I quickly stepped forward, blocking her way. "Teacher Ying, put your..." "Wrap this around your skirt!" she said, taking off her t-shirt and handing it to her . She used it to wipe her skirt slightly. I looked up, shirtless, at the rain intensifying. It seemed like it wouldn't stop anytime soon. My supplies were mostly dry, except for three or four sheets of paper. I threw the wet paper away. After a while, Ms. Ying had dried her skirt a bit, so it wasn't clinging to her buttocks anymore, but her underwear was soaked through. Perhaps feeling uncomfortable in the wetness, she slightly bent over and wrapped the t-shirt around her waist. She brushed her hair aside and smiled, saying, "Thank you, Wang Dang. Aren't you cold being naked like this?" "No, I take cold showers all year round. Look, I don't even have goosebumps." I puffed out my chest and stretched out my arms for her to see. "Hmm, you're quite strong indeed," Ms. Ying laughed.

“But, Teacher Ying, look, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. It doesn’t seem like it’s going to stop tonight. What should we do?” I
wanted to leave , but then I thought better of it. It wouldn’t be safe for her, a woman alone, to be out in the rain like this.
Teacher Ying had the same thought and said with some worry, “Yes, look, everyone else has already left in the rain. It’s just the two of
us now, but it’s not good for me to be dressed like this in the rain.” After saying that, Teacher Ying looked around at
the people who were running and leaving in the rain.
“Yes, let’s wait a little longer. We can leave when the rain gets a little lighter.” I stopped blocking her way and stepped aside.
Waiting… The rainy night was a bit cold, and Teacher Ying shivered slightly. She crossed her arms and hugged her chest. Two hours later , the rain intensified. The ground was covered in water, and the rushing sound was incessant. It seemed like we were the only ones left
on the bustling commercial street except for the glittering lights. Actually, I didn’t know how long I would stay with her. My place was far away, but only thirty minutes away. I wasn’t afraid to go in the rain if I wanted to . “Why don’t we escape too! My company is nearby, about ten minutes away. Let’s go to my company first!” Ms. Ying finally made up her mind. As she spoke, she reached out and took my arm, pressing her body close to mine, her warm breath gradually exhaling from her nose onto my face. It was the first time I had been so close to a woman, and my body couldn’t help but stiffen a little. Ms. Ying, however, was very generous. She pulled me along, laughing sweetly, “Come on, let’s go!” and rushed into the relentless curtain of rain. I couldn’t help but be infected by her and shouted as I rushed out. We ran for our lives… ========================================== Section 3: The Alluring Woman Soon we arrived at the entrance of the building where Ms. Ying’s company was located. After stopping, we were still holding each other’s hands tightly. Looking at each other, we couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed. The heavy rain had completely ruined Ms. Ying’s hairstyle. Her shoulder-length short hair was plastered to the back of her neck by the water. My t-shirt wasn’t wrapped around her waist; I didn’t know when she had taken it off. Her thin dress, soaked with water, became almost transparent, revealing her alluring, perky breasts. Beneath the white gauze, only two skin-colored, nearly transparent bras tightly encased her full breasts, the areolas protruding slightly against the fabric. The skin-colored demi-cup bra seemed insufficient to completely conceal her ample bosom. Pale pink areolas peeked from the edges of the lace-embroidered bra cups, revealing a deep cleavage. With a slight twist of her waist, her fair breasts were partially exposed. Her stockings clung tightly to Ms. Ying's rounded buttocks and long, slender legs, making her appear almost naked in the water. Beneath her completely transparent, sexy silk panties, the forbidden abyss of her genitals was faintly visible; her bulging vulva was like a perfectly ripe peach, with lovely pink labia and black pubic hair comfortably covering her sacred feminine domain, clearly visible. I stared intently at Ms. Ying's beautiful lower body. Seeing this, my lower body swelled up, and my penis involuntarily hardened, standing erect and bulging noticeably, creating a large bulge in my rain-soaked pants. Ms. Ying, however, was also looking down at my groin. Noticing my reaction, her pretty face broke into a smile. She chuckled and said, "What are you doing? Why are you like this?" "I don't know, I'm sorry," I said, blushing and quickly covering my groin with my hands. "It's okay, let's go upstairs first. It's not good to stand like this. Let's dry off first." She pressed the elevator button. In the elevator, neither of us spoke, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward. "You have a great figure. My company is planning to shoot an underwear advertisement, and I'd like you to be the male model. What do you think ?" Ms. Ying broke the silence. "Sure, it would be my honor to help you, Ms. Ying." "However, this advertisement requires me to work with you, and I'll be appearing completely nude. I wonder if you'll mind?" Ms. Ying's tone was somewhat teasing. "Oh, but I've never seen or been in contact with a woman before. I'm afraid I'll embarrass myself." I blushed . She seemed puzzled. "Didn't you see any women when you were learning to draw nudes?" "I... I really never have. I'm finding it hard to stand being with you like this today, teacher." I told the truth. "Ah! So you're still a virgin?" Teacher Ying suddenly looked at my bare upper body with a strange gaze, appearing somewhat excited. "I..." I was speechless. "Yes, that's a problem..." Teacher Ying pondered, "Well, it's so late already, I think you can sleep here tonight." I listened to the rain outside the window; it seemed I wouldn't be going home today. I nodded. She smiled, then suddenly moved closer to me seductively, whispering in my ear, "Do you think my figure is alright?" She pressed her breasts against my body. I had never experienced such a gentle approach before, and I was completely dizzy. "Okay... okay..." "Teacher is a woman too, how about I let you see my body first?" Her breasts were soft and fragrant, and I couldn't help but nod vigorously. "I'll show you in a bit, this will help you get used to your sensitivity to women, and that will make things easier when filming," she said, slapping me lightly. I was a little flustered, mumbled something vaguely, and nodded haphazardly. =========================================== Section 4: Indulging in Flower Viewing After a while, we arrived at the tenth floor, her company. It was a duplex apartment building, serving as both an office and a residence—Teacher Ying's temporary residence. Her bedroom was at the very end. As soon as we entered the bedroom, Teacher Ying sat down in a chair. She laughed and exclaimed, "This is really interesting! Today 's heavy rain has brought a future male model here!" "Not at all, I don't know if I'll be alright," I said, striking a pose. "Let's try it now. It mainly tests your physical abilities and some emotional control. Oh, I have to take my shoes off," she said, lifting her feet and flexing her toes. Teacher Ying's movements as she took off her shoes were indeed incredibly graceful. The delicate high heels clicked softly on the floor, and her beautiful heels obediently slipped out of the shoes. Then, with a slight, deft back motion, the back half of her beautiful feet emerged from the heels . The arch of her feet was simply exquisite. She crossed her right leg over her left knee, reached out her left hand to catch the wobbly , and placed it under the chair. She then lifted her left foot, still dangling the high heel, and swung her ankle a few times.

A high heel clattered off, landing on the floor a foot or so in front of me. Teacher Ying reached out and pulled
the shoe back, then with a flick of her silk-stockinged foot, she pushed it under the seat.
"Wang Dang, watch closely. I want to see your reaction. So you'd better take off all your pants, completely naked,
" she said seductively.
I snapped out of my daze. I was powerless against her. Although I was strong, my blood was rushing, and
I was having some difficulty breathing, I could only nod in response to her question.
I quickly pulled off my wet trousers and dried myself with a towel, but I was too embarrassed
to take off , even though it was still wet.
"Really, you're still very wet. You need to dry yourself off, or you'll catch a cold. Take off your underwear too," she
smiled and handed me a dry towel. "But I'm not used to being naked in front of my teacher like this. I've never faced a woman
like this ," I said, protecting my genitals.
“I just want to test your genital response, otherwise what will I do when we take the X-ray? Really,
don’t have any other thoughts, it’s nothing, hurry up, I won’t mind, really.” Teacher Ying smiled.
I had no choice but to grit my teeth and take off my underwear, revealing my wet lower body, and quickly dried it off in a few strokes.
My penis, as thick as a child’s arm, was already swollen and numb, standing upright like a small cannon, the glans red, like a duck egg.
Teacher Ying’s eyes scanned my lower body from side to side without leaving my lower body, revealing a surprised look, she stuck out her tongue and licked her cherry lips,
swallowing her saliva.
“You have a good figure, good, now watch my movements, and try to control your emotions.” Then, Teacher Ying
began her testing experiment.
She slowly pulled down her skirt, revealing her beautiful figure. In an instant,
her flawless appeared before my eyes. Her high breasts were still covered by a bra, but it did
little to conceal them except to make them appear more alluring. She unhooked the transparent bra and casually tossed it onto the bed, touching her nipples to give her
soft, snow-white peaks a break from their long-constrained state.
Against her snow-white skin, her breasts appeared incredibly vibrant; as she turned, her soft breasts, no longer restrained by
the bra , bounced, the two erect and alluring pink nipples trembling and quivering, lively and
dazzling. Glancing to the side, I noticed that Ms. Ying was still wearing transparent flesh-colored pantyhose, her rounded buttocks and deep cleft
incredibly beautiful, her slender legs inspiring endless fantasies, her pink vulva, her black pubic hair…
a truly magnificent sight was on full display.
The thin, smooth, flesh-colored stockings accentuated Ms. Ying's already fair and full legs, making them even more
sexy and alluring. Ms. Ying flexed her toes, and the alluring toes within the stockings twitched a few times. Then,
unexpectedly, she raised her left leg high, displaying her elegant and charming sole before my eyes—a truly
feast for the eyes. "Ms. Ying, your stockings are so beautiful!" I whispered, my body reacting strongly.
She looked at me, swaying her body slightly and gracefully, her round, plump buttocks twisting seductively. Her
beautifully shaped, fair legs moved together, and she reached out with her hands to her waist, finding the top of the stockings, and slowly rolled
them down to her knees.
Ms. Ying lifted one leg, quickly pulling the damp stocking from her thigh to her toes,
then gently pulled the sheer toe of the stocking down with her fingers, completely exposing her fair and pinkish foot to
the air. She lifted her other leg, took off her stockings, and then crumpled them into a ball and laid them
on the bedside table.
I couldn't help but groan. It was the first time in my life I'd seen a woman's body, and so beautifully, so
close. My heart pounded, and my lower body contracted, spurting out a thick stream of semen that shot directly onto Ms. Ying's feet. My legs went
weak, and I almost collapsed to the ground, quickly closing my eyes.
Ms. Ying was startled by the sound and immediately turned around, walking to me. She grabbed my arm and
asked with concern, "What's wrong? It seems your stamina isn't enough; you need more training."
Because we were so close, her large breasts almost blocked my mouth.
"I...I...you...you..." I stammered, unable to speak further, almost collapsing. I could only raise my hand
and wave it.
"Isn't your figure good?" Seeing my reaction, she seemed pleased. She shook her breasts
and then cupped them with her hand.
"Okay...you...I..." I blushed and closed my eyes.
She smiled and pulled me up, saying, "You're really making a fuss over nothing. We're from the design department of the art academy; we should
n't be too sensitive about nudity."
She patted my hand and said in a seductive voice, "It's alright, we're both adults. Relax,
I'll help you mature."
I was powerless against her. Although I was physically strong, my blood was rushing, and I was having some difficulty breathing,
I could only nod again to her question.
She noticed my genitals and suddenly said, "You seem very interested in my pantyhose. I saw your
crotch was quite large earlier, but now that I've taken it off, it looks a bit smaller."
I was caught off guard and nodded. She seemed pleased, saying, "If you like, I'll put the pantyhose back on
for you to see; that will make the test even easier."
She smiled sweetly and gave me a dry towel, then used it to dry herself before going to the bathroom.
A moment later, the door opened.
Teacher Ying emerged like a fairy, having removed her underwear and donned a pair of white lace
pantyhose . A small, palm-sized piece of silk fabric was embroidered with a flower at the crotch. I knew these were pantyhose meant no underwear was needed;
Teacher Ying was so open! She wasn't wearing any panties at all.
The white pantyhose hugged her slender, jade-like legs, and through the semi-transparent fabric at her lower abdomen, one could vaguely see
dark pubic hair. Through the pantyhose, I could also see that Teacher Ying's vulva was shaped like a peach. This time, I was incredibly
aroused.
Her long, slender thighs and delicate feet, clad in transparent velvet pantyhose, stirred endless fantasies.
Her perfectly proportioned legs, accentuated by the transparent stockings, seemed to
shimmer with a magical glow under the light. Her smooth back, full hips, and wasp waist swayed, making her even more alluring and highlighting her
exquisite curves. Her beautiful lower abdomen was smooth and white, with a cute little belly button in the center, as captivating as a cherry blossom.
Ms. Ying was wearing a semi-transparent gauze nightgown, and because she wasn't wearing a bra, her pair of full, perky breasts were partially exposed
. She slowly walked towards me, every movement highlighting her exquisite curves.
My genitals swelled several times their normal size.
"Sit down first!" the teacher gestured to the Simmons bed beside her.
I sat down as instructed.
Teacher Ying walked up to me, pressed me down, and plopped onto my lap, wrapping her arms around my neck, saying, "
Understanding a woman's body can calm your arousal. In a moment, I'm going to have sex with you to test your sexual ability."
"I...I..." Before I could finish speaking, she had already thrust her tongue into my mouth.
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Section 5: First Taste of Forbidden Fruit
Our saliva mingled, and the teacher's tongue had an indescribable sweetness;
it felt soft, smooth, and comfortable. She pressed me down onto the bed, her long, slender
legs coiling around my body like snakes. I had the strength, but was powerless. I could only let her kiss me.
A moment later, I became aroused. I forcefully sucked on her red lips, then thrust my tongue into
Ms. Ying's mouth, which was full of moisture and saliva.
At that moment, Ms. Ying's tongue entwined with mine, sucking on it. When I withdrew my tongue, hers followed into my
mouth. I licked her tongue, and Ms. Ying trembled with pleasure, entwining her tongue with mine even more forcefully, pursuing unparalleled
pleasure . We sucked each other's saliva mouth to mouth. I held Ms. Ying's body tightly with one hand, and caressed her
body with the other. My fingers trembled with excitement as I gently pulled open the front of her nightgown, my fingers lingering on her waist and
buttocks , enjoying the sensations of her flesh.
My rising lust led me to touch her pubic hair, then moved downwards. When I found the soft crevice of her vulva,
the excitement almost made me breathless.
After a long while, she finally let me catch my breath and said softly, "Take off my pajamas!"
My blood was already boiling, and I ripped off her transparent pajamas in one go. Her large breasts bounced out,
seemingly making a "pop" sound, pressing against my chest.
She stood up, straddled my lower body, bent down, pulled my thighs to one side, took my throbbing
penis , reached out her delicate hand to grasp and play with it, slowly kissed it, and then took it into her mouth, sucking on it incessantly. Her
small mouth couldn't yet hold my entire glans, which made Ms. Ying's small mouth bulge.
Ms. Ying's tongue moved back and forth on my glans, her teeth gently biting my penis, spitting out some saliva
onto the glans, using the tip of her tongue to pry open the opening of the glans, and pushing hard.
I almost ejaculated again, my body convulsing slightly. She seemed to sense it, and then released my
penis. Turning back to me, she panted, "You should suck on it too, mine smells really good!"
She spread her legs, pressing her pantyhose-clad buttocks forcefully against my head. She seemed to have been
aroused for some time; her beautiful petals opened and closed with her breath, sweet nectar flowing from her vulva. Her
velvet pantyhose were soaked, her labia swollen and prominent, incredibly alluring.
My heart pounded, and I sucked hard on her pantyhose with my tongue. The pantyhose indeed had a fragrance, emitting a
faint perfume scent. Kissing through the stockings felt so smooth and soft; her vulva, clad in stockings, appeared so smooth and
delicate, deeply captivating me.
At this moment, I was extremely excited, my heart pounding, my penis throbbing. Unconsciously, a thick stream of semen
shot into Ms. Ying's cherry-like mouth with a thud. Ms. Ying cried out in surprise, opening her small mouth to suck all the semen into
her mouth . Then, with her sucking and licking, she made my almost limp penis hard again.
Under Teacher Ying's domineering pressure, I bit down on the crotch of her alluring pantyhose, and without realizing it, I suddenly
bit a hole in the crotch area of her pantyhose. My tongue slipped inside, parting her petals, the tip of my tongue pressing against the
clitoris , licking until Teacher Ying's thighs twitched wildly, her buttocks throbbing violently.
My left index and middle fingers parted the labia on both sides of her vulva, and at this moment, I could clearly see that Teacher Ying's exquisitely beautiful secret
place was as smooth as a baby's, with two thin pink lips sandwiched between two thick lips, oozing a few drops of
crystal-clear liquid. I curled my tongue and inserted it, teasing the two thin lips with the tip of my tongue, especially the small
fleshy ball at the tip. She instinctively began to wriggle her buttocks again. I inserted the tip of my tongue into the warm flesh wall and teased, swallowing and spitting out,
Teacher Ying 's lower body liquid kept gushing out, her body constantly vibrating, "Mmm, ah... ah... so good... good... I...
ah, ah... I feel so good... I can't take it anymore... I want it," Teacher Ying suddenly cried out. This was the first
time heard a woman moan in heat; it sounded so wanton.
She was sucking my penis hard, and I almost came again, my body convulsing slightly. She sensed it,
released my penis, and skillfully stroked it with her hand, temporarily suppressing my burning desire.
After a while, she stopped, turned to my face, and said, "Now I'll show you my most
mysterious place, and I'll explain its function." Ms. Ying blushed, reached down and pulled down her pantyhose
to her calves, placing her legs over my head, sitting on my chest.
"Look, these are the labia majora, and inside are the labia minora. Oh, this is the clitoris, the most sensitive
spot, and this opening is the vaginal opening," she said, parting her labia to reveal the opening, showing me her peach-like vulva.
"This is where your penis goes in."
I poked it with my finger, and Ms. Ying cried out, "Ah... ah... what are you doing?"
I couldn't resist any longer. I sat up and hugged Teacher Ying tightly, saying, "I know, let me try!"
I brought my mouth to hers, licking her hardening areolas and nipples in circles with the tip of my tongue, while
also sucking passionately.
"Mmm...that's it! Ah..." Perhaps it was the sensation from her nipples,
but Teacher Ying let out a muffled moan, arching her thighs to clamp my body around her, her buttocks swaying restlessly, seeking more
stimulation.
Noticing Teacher Ying's arousal, I licked from her chest down to her navel with the tip of my tongue.
"Ah...!" Teacher Ying's body trembled as if electrocuted, her lower abdomen involuntarily rising.
I took the opportunity to cup Teacher Ying's round buttocks, and saw white fluid continuously gushing from her vaginal opening, the bed already
somewhat damp.
Teacher Ying's pantyhose were still hanging on her calves, I ripped them off, spread her thighs, and the pink petals and dark
pubic hair were presented before my eyes without reservation, a poetic sight that made my blood boil.

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Section Six: Exploring the Caves
I leaned down, sucking the sweet juices.
"Ah..." the teacher groaned, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.
After a long while, I grew tired, while the teacher reached her climax.
The teacher turned and pinned me down again, moving her writhing desire to her thighs. She lifted her legs onto my chest
and pressed them against me, as if demanding more intense caresses.
I let her body rest on mine, enjoying the pressure of her weight. I held her
body tightly with my left hand and lifted her buttocks with my right, admiring their fleshy texture. My fingers traced the crevice between her mounds,
finding the wet, glistening opening.
Now, the teacher's juices soaked my genitals. I held her neck, focusing all my attention on her
burning lips.
"Put it in..." the teacher called seductively.
I grasped my hot, hard penis with one hand and searched for her vaginal opening with the other, wanting to insert it there.
The teacher's buttocks fell down in response.
Because this was my first time, I thrust my penis upwards two or three times from below, but it only slid past her labia and
couldn't penetrate properly.
"You're so useless!" Teacher Ying suddenly said, grabbing my penis with her fingers and twisting her hips
to try and swallow the glans.
I also thrust upwards with my waist, and with the slippery feeling, I parted the labia, and the glans went in a little
.
But my penis was too big. "Ouch! It hurts, stop!"
Teacher Ying shouted as I was about to insert my entire penis, lifting her hips to pull my penis out.
But once my glans entered Teacher Ying's vagina, it was like a magnet, and I couldn't pull it out.
Teacher tried to stand up, but my glans rose with her, unable to leave her vulva.
"Pull it out quickly, it hurts so much!" Teacher Ying said with a pained expression.
Seeing Teacher Ying's expression, I also wanted to pull it out, but the more excited I became, the more my penis swelled up after being moistened by Teacher Ying's vaginal fluid,
the more it grew in diameter, more than half again as large as before. Teacher Ying's vaginal opening seemed to be torn.
"Ugh...ah..." Teacher Ying cried out in pain.
Her whole body convulsed, and I could feel a tingling sensation inside her labia and vaginal opening. I hadn't expected my first time making
love to be like this, and Teacher Ying had given birth before, so her vagina shouldn't be hurting like this.
I held her tightly and kissed her, "Let me soften up slowly before I pull out, it might be better."
"No, try going in slowly first, my vaginal walls are still wide," Teacher Ying disagreed with me pulling out.
She pressed the weight of her full body against me, hugged me tightly, and sucked my penis in deeply. Our bodies
attacked each other like in battle, causing our genitals to rub against each other.
I held Teacher Ying's slender waist with one hand and grasped my engorged penis with the other, aimed at the center of her wet petals, and
thrust in with all my might.
With a "plop," my thick penis finally penetrated the depths of her wet vagina. The depths of her vagina seemed
to have received a long-awaited penis, writhing happily.
"Ah...!" The teacher couldn't help but groan loudly, "Good...good...finally...it's in..."
At the same time, her body was covered in fragrant sweat that flowed down like pearls!
Teacher Ying gently trembled her lower body and weakly whispered in my ear, "Come on top of me."
After saying that, she moved her body to the side.
My penis was tightly connected to her vulva. I slowly turned my body and placed myself between Teacher Ying's legs.
Her full snow-white thighs swayed and then clamped around my waist. Her vaginal muscles twitched impatiently. But because our
genitals were tightly joined, there was no movement at all.
I pushed hard on my buttocks, as if I wanted to pierce her uterus, but I could only move a little bit.
Teacher Ying groaned with both pain and excitement...
"Don't ejaculate inside my vagina. If you can't pull out right away, just bear with it." Teacher Ying kissed me.
I hugged her tightly, sucking and kissing, pressing and licking Teacher Ying's breasts, burying my face in the soft peaks of flesh
, and just kept sucking and licking like that.
During this time, Teacher Ying took the initiative with her body, swaying her hips and
rubbing her tender flesh against my penis, exhaling hot breaths and gradually increasing the intensity of her movements.
My penis swelled inside Teacher Ying's vagina, and her lust was so intense that her vagina was overflowing
with fluids , but they were completely blocked by my penis, not a drop could escape. My glans felt that her inner walls were filled with
holy water, hot and sticky.
"I never thought your penis could even take it from me," Teacher Ying said in a hoarse, excited voice, as her
body twisted and coiled like a giant snake, lifting her large buttocks and simultaneously squeezing and rubbing my penis.
The numbing pleasure increased, and the lust of both of us burned even hotter, with more fluids flowing from her vagina.
Teacher Ying hugged my body tightly, spreading her legs almost to the point of splitting, to accommodate my huge penis,
her feet restlessly twitching on the mattress, while her upper body arched back and she let out whimpering sounds.
My whole body was aroused, so I tried harder, attempting thrusting motions. Although each
thrust was minimal, the stimulation for Teacher Ying was immense.
"Ah...! Good... Darling... So good..." "Ah... Coming...
Oh... Oh... Ahh... Ahhh..."
Teacher Ying continued her alluring cries. Her lower body could no longer support her, and she could only use her elbows to support her
body , enduring my thrusts.
"More... harder!" Amidst Teacher Ying's yearning for orgasm mixed with her chaotic breathing and panting,
I no longer had any thoughts of tenderness. I grabbed Teacher Ying's waist, making her support her body, and I tried my best to thrust
my penis deep into Teacher Ying's flower to respond to her cries. Teacher Ying's whole body was trembling,
accepting me with all her might.
"Ah...! I... I can't take it anymore!! I... I can't take it anymore!! Ah..." Teacher Ying
suddenly let out a high-pitched moan. A surge of heat, seemingly emanating from the depths of her flower, assaulted the hard root of my desire.
Teacher Ying, head tilted back, her brow furrowed and her lower abdomen contracted, her long legs wrapping increasingly tightly around my waist,
seemed to be desperately trying to suppress an uncontrollable climax. Stripped naked, Teacher Ying could no longer support herself; her arms
stretched limply, and she gasped for breath on the bed.
For some reason, I had involuntarily ejaculated when I saw Teacher Ying putting on her pantyhose, but now my penis was being...
The holy water only made it harder, and I continued my thrusts, penetrating deeper into her flower path more smoothly.
After a , Teacher Ying seemed to be brought back by my thrusts; her snow-white buttocks spun like a millstone,
her teeth clenched, her hair disheveled, and she kept moaning.
"Oh...oh, hey...it seems...you won't...come...out...until...you...come...out," Teacher Ying groaned
, "I...am...coming...almost...coming...let's...come...together...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh
...oh..."
I lifted Teacher Ying's legs and pushed them towards her chest, a position that allowed my penis to penetrate deeper into
Teacher Ying's flower path more smoothly. Teacher Ying's lower body had already blossomed into an alluring flower.
"Oh...god! Harder! Thrust...in!!" Teacher Ying let out a lovely moan.
I thrust straight in, penetrating deeply into the teacher's flower path. As expected, she couldn't withstand such intense stimulation.
"Ah...!! No...no...I can't...I can't take it anymore!! Ah..." Teacher Ying
shook her head violently, gasping for breath as she begged for mercy! Her slender fingers gripped my arm tightly, trying to endure
the impact of pleasure on her uterus. But under my continued assault, she succumbed once more.
Teacher Ying's love juice gushed out like a fountain again. With this climax, my endurance
reached its limit. Soon, I felt an unusual stimulation on my glans, the pleasure growing stronger and stronger, then expanding into
indescribable joy.
The teacher noticed the change in the pulsation of my penis inside her. "Don't ejaculate inside..." she tried to pull out, but
the tight intercourse prevented her from doing so. "Oh! Don't be so fast, wait a moment!" But
I, in the final sprint, had already shot out like an arrow released from a bow; her cries were completely futile! A fiery sensation
erupted from deep within my body, accompanied by a numbing, intense pleasure, shooting from the glans into the depths of her vagina. My body's
spasms gradually slowed. Finally, I calmed completely. "Oh, your semen is so hot,"
Ms. said , her arms tightening around me from the heat of the semen . I hugged her tightly in return, savoring the sensation, my penis still
inside her, reluctant to pull out.

=== ... Teacher Ying's lower body was still filled with a large amount of a mixture of holy water and semen. She reached out her jade-like hand and touched it, saying, "This liquid is very nutritious. I've lost so much, I need to replenish it. Suck some into your mouth and feed it to me." I did as she said, pressing my mouth against her opening. The mixture of holy water and semen had a slightly pungent smell. I took a big gulp, then put my mouth to Teacher Ying's and fed her the liquid. Teacher Ying drank it with great relish. "Ah, that felt so good, Wang Dang, you're really great. Tomorrow, let's try again. It seems you're still pretty good." Teacher Ying kept touching my genitals, saying happily. " Teacher Ying, it felt so pungent just now," I said, gently rubbing her breasts. "Pungent? It's all because of your thing, it almost killed me." Teacher Ying said, slapping my still swollen penis with her hand. "You really are something! Oh, it's so unlucky to have such a big penis like yours. My opening is all open, it hurts so much, I don't know if . I just had vaginal tightening surgery a few days ago, and it was so hard to shrink my vagina, but you've made it big again ." Teacher Ying used four fingers together to insert into her vagina. It was a little loose, and it went in easily. I kissed Teacher Ying and said, "Teacher Ying, you're so good!" After hearing my words, she touched my glans with her hand, lay in my arms, and said coquettishly, "What? Call me Sister Ying." "Oh, it's already five o'clock, go to sleep, I have things to do tomorrow, Sunday," Teacher Ying said. "I didn't expect it to take so long," I was also surprised. But with Teacher Ying constantly touching my lower body, I couldn't help but get aroused, and I turned around and pressed myself against Teacher Ying again. Teacher Ying was somewhat reluctant, saying, "No, my lower body is killing me, I don't know if I'll be able to walk tomorrow." I ignored her, and with one hand, I put Teacher Ying in a doggy-style position. Although Teacher Ying was reluctant, with my vigorous stimulation and her own unquenched desire, she allowed me to penetrate her vagina from behind. "Oh oh oh... oh... oh oh... oh ooh, oh oh oh oh oh," she kept moaning, her body twisting and her buttock muscles clenching. I thrust vigorously, and soon Teacher Ying had several orgasms, one after another, until she went limp. My emotions were rising higher and higher, and I wasn't going to let her stop there. I turned her over, and at this point, she had no will of her own, her eyes half-closed and dazed from excessive indulgence, letting me do whatever I wanted. I spread her snow-white thighs, placed them on my shoulders, and with a thrust, I aimed at her genitals, penetrating her forcefully. "My darling, no more, I can't take it... oh oh oh... oh... oh... oh oh," Teacher groaned. "Do you like being penetrated by me?" I blurted out for some reason. "Yes, I love it..." Teacher Ying moaned softly, her expression one of extreme pleasure. As my movements became more and more vigorous, and I continued thrusting, Teacher Ying grew exhausted. She gripped my penis with both hands, trying to stop me. After a while, she suddenly let out a low cry of pain and fainted . I didn't know what had happened to her, and continued thrusting into her. Suddenly, I felt a surging tremor throughout my body, and a stream of semen shot deep into Teacher Ying's vagina. I took a few deep breaths, and with a thud, I collapsed onto Teacher Ying's naked, lamb-like body, though my penis remained inside her vagina. I kissed Teacher Ying's small mouth for a long time before realizing that she had fainted. Her genitals were slightly abraded from my vigorous movements, with some blood. But I was powerless to do anything about it; making love like this was too exhausting. I could only lie on top of Teacher Ying, and we fell asleep in each other's arms...

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