Little teacher on the bus

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The bus was already crowded, and with the bad road surface, I swayed downhill and bumped right into Ms. Ya's plump buttocks. Ms. Ya was wearing a business suit, and her soft bottom swayed with the bus, my erection growing increasingly larger, dancing back and forth on her fleshy buttocks.
I felt uncomfortable and wanted to move away, but there were too many people, so I couldn't. I pretended to be calm and chatted with Ms. Ya, and the poor students on the bus couldn't help but look at me, thinking I was having sex with their teacher. Oh dear! These people, these aren't college students with higher education, yet they have thoughts of having sex with their teachers, they've really wasted their education.
Seeing Ms. Ya and me chatting so intimately, the elegant and refined Ms. Yi next to me didn't dare to stand up for herself. She said, "Oh! Ranran... come and help me lift it, it's so heavy."
She acted like a twenty-five or twenty-six-year-old girl, even with a touch of coquetry. No wonder she's an artist, her mentality is so good.
Teacher Ya patted my leg, but it landed right on my long pole. She said, "Ranran, hurry over and help Teacher Yi."
Although I was shy, I still went to help Teacher Yi. The bus kept swaying, and as soon as I got there, Teacher Yi, wearing black stockings, threw herself into my arms, her large breasts brushing against my wrist.
"Ouch... I shouldn't have taken this bus, it's so crowded. Ranran, I'm so sorry, so sorry!" Teacher Yi was wearing high heels and couldn't stand steadily. She could only touch my waist with one hand and hold onto the back of the seat with the other, looking incredibly weak.
I helped her carry her suitcase, pressing my body against her back for support. Teacher Yi, with her strong artistic aura, leaned against me. She seemed to have no strength at all; her legs were weak.
And that was it! My long pole, which had gone limp, gradually became warm, and then it stood up, pressing against Teacher Yi's thighs, rubbing against her black stockings.
"Ugh... Ranran, hold on tight..." Teacher Xiao Yi cried out as the bus swayed.
I hurriedly grabbed her, but instead of her hand, I grabbed her stockings, which tore a hole in them with a snap, revealing her shapely long legs.
"Ugh... I'm never riding this crappy bus again... I'm so angry!"
she said deliberately, as if she were talking to Teacher Ya. Oh dear! That's how women in the arts are, always thinking they're superior, always detached from reality, but they don't know that the most ordinary people are actually the happiest!
I stared back and forth at Teacher Xiao Yi's fleshy buttocks. She didn't seem to know that her buttocks were different from her stepmother's; hers were firmer and more fragrant, probably because she studied music.
"Ugh... Ugh... Ranran... Ah..." Teacher Xiao Yi cried out again, feeling incredibly embarrassed. All the students on the bus were staring at us, as if I were molesting her.
Oh my god! These losers are disgusting! I was just helping my teacher, why are you thinking like that? Your minds are so filthy! I was
both comfortable and uncomfortable pressing against Teacher Yi's fleshy buttocks through the tears, a feeling of being caught in a dilemma, unable to release or stop, just holding it in!
Finally, we got off the bus, and I noticed my pants were a little wet in the front, while Teacher Yi's stockings were ripped, like something out of a Japanese adult film.
We said goodbye to Teacher Ya and took Teacher Yi home. Teacher Yi lived in the most upscale area of Mianyang—Xiaodao Garden. At the time, this community was one of the best in Mianyang, with a very nice environment. I thought Teacher Yi would have a capable husband, but instead, the man who picked her up was a man in his early fifties, older than my father.
This old man was dressed in designer clothes, carrying an LV bag, with a thick gold chain around his neck, and a huge, round belly—clearly a nouveau riche.
Damn! Teacher Yi actually chose someone like that! It's like a good cunt being used by a pig! What a pity!
Teacher Xiao Yi didn't seem to like this nouveau riche and barely acknowledged him, saying, "So you finally came back today? I thought you were off to the Maldives with that vixen."
Then she called us inside, ignoring the nouveau riche. He, with a lewd grin, helped us put our things away and praised us, saying I looked like a scholar and should develop my career.
Seeing them arguing, I pulled Sai'er away. As we left, the nouveau riche tried to give me money—five hundred yuan at once—saying it was for living expenses.
Ugh! I felt so awkward and refused, dragging Sai'er away. This nouveau riche and Teacher Xiao Yi were completely mismatched; he was as fat as that lecherous director Wong Jing, while Teacher Xiao Yi was the elegant Annie Yi! Just thinking about them making love in bed made me want to vomit…

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