Teacher in a miniskirt

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I'm a shy boy, single, and always felt the female classmates weren't sexy enough, so I could only secretly masturbate by reading erotic novels or looking at pictures of female celebrities in magazines. It was fucking unsatisfying.

In my second year of high school, an English teacher was transferred from another city. She was a top-tier foreign language teacher, supposedly personally invited by our school's dean of students to help improve our class's foreign language scores. Her husband was also the director of a middle school's teaching and research office in another region, an honest man who had previously worked under our school's dean of students.

This teacher's name was Liu Can. Although she was over thirty, she had never had children and was a standard beauty (a young married woman), often wearing well-fitting suits that accentuated her full breasts. The boys in our class often secretly used her as a target for masturbation, and I fantasized about fucking her cunt hard from behind with my virgin penis.

One Friday afternoon, during the last foreign language tutoring session, Liu Can came to our literature classroom. She looked exceptionally radiant today (as if she had showered at noon), and she was dressed incredibly sexily: a white, semi-transparent silk blouse, over which she wore a light blue, shimmering, tight-fitting dress, yet it couldn't conceal her large, prominent breasts. She wore a black silk mini-skirt, the hem above her knees, with a slit on one side reaching her upper thigh. Her beautiful legs were encased in flesh-colored sheer stockings that reached her upper thighs, along with a pair of beautiful black high heels. Just thinking about it made my penis hard, and I desperately wanted to fuck her right then and there.

Time flew by, and before I could finish fantasizing, class was over. I stared at Liu Can's retreating figure, my penis throbbing unbearably. I decided to take epoch-making action today.

It was past six in the evening, and the autumn sky was tinged with the glow of sunset. The students and teachers had all gone home, but I noticed the desk lamp in Ms. Fang's office was still on. Liu Can must be grading assignments, because she usually lived alone and only went home once a month to reunite with her husband. So I deliberately took some English test papers to Liu Can's office.

The door was closed, and even the curtains were drawn, which was typical of Liu Can. Just as I mustered up the courage to knock, I heard a man and a woman talking quietly inside. I felt something was off, and luckily, one corner of the window wasn't closed. So I peeked through the crack.

Good heavens! I was shocked. A man in his forties was hugging Liu Can from behind, one hand pulling off her dress, the other reaching under the slit of her skirt. Damn it, that old man was the dean of students! My head spun. Just as I was about to rush in to save my teacher, I heard Liu Can's voice:

"Dean, no, I have a husband." Her voice sounded very sweet. "Hehe, your husband's not here, so as your superior, I should at least show some concern for you, beautiful lady, hehe." The director threw the teacher's dress on the chair, and began to fondle her breasts through her silk blouse. With his other hand, he lifted her skirt to her waist, revealing her snow-white, plump buttocks. "

No, someone will see!" The teacher didn't resist; instead, she cooperated by twisting her body. "What are you afraid of? Everyone else has gone home for their weekend dinners." The director knew you must be hungry, so he came to feed your pussy, hehe. "Director, you're so mean, knowing my husband's not here and still taking advantage of me." Hehe. "Even if your husband were here, I wouldn't be afraid. Your husband still relies on me for support." Hehe, little beauty, if I hadn't gone to great lengths to transfer you here, how could I, the director, have so easily warmed your pussy? "

Director, stop talking, I'm getting embarrassed." The teacher continued to seduce. "Hehe, little beauty, don't be shy. Look, look, your juices are already overflowing, and you're still shy? You're such a little slut."

The director rubbed her even more vigorously. The teacher's juices soaked her black, transparent silk lace panties and flowed down her thighs, wetting the director's hands. "

What a big slut! You usually look so serious, I thought you'd be hard to get, but I didn't expect you to be so obedient. Today, I'm going to 'reward' your slutty pussy properly."

The director's animalistic nature was unleashed, completely unlike his usual self. The teacher also succumbed to the director's lewd power, becoming a complete slut.

The director turned the teacher around, carried her to the sofa, made her lean against the sofa, and then quickly took off his clothes. A long, black, thick penis sprang out, a full twenty centimeters long.

The teacher was startled. "Director, yours is so big and long!" Actually, the teacher didn't like black penises because it meant the director had slept with more than a few women, and it was both ugly and unhygienic. "Yours." "So big, and my little sister is so small, how can she handle it? She hasn't been with any other men yet." The teacher pretended to be innocent, covering her private parts with her hands. The director became even more excited upon hearing this, his large penis turning purple. "Don't be afraid, my beauty. Hehe, a big penis fucking a tender little pussy is what feels good! I can't believe you, this slut, have never been fucked by a man other than your husband. Today I'm going to fuck your pussy until it's turned upside down, you won't even have time to scream in pleasure."

With that, the director pressed down on the teacher's body, and of course, his hands wouldn't be idle. He lifted her silk shirt while pulling down the crotch of her panties to one side of her thighs. The teacher's pink, dripping, wet pussy was completely exposed. Thanks to the director, I finally saw the tender pussy I had longed for but could never fuck for so many years—the teacher's slutty pussy.

"Oh, the pubic hair around your pussy is so neat and beautiful, do you groom it every day? Your clitoris is so pink and tender, you take such good care of it, you're trying to seduce men again. Hehe, then let my big cock enjoy it first." The director's words became increasingly lewd. "

No, I'm afraid of pain." "Oh." The director didn't care, his thick cock mercilessly inserted into the teacher's private parts, all the way to the root. If it weren't for the overflowing lustful fluids in the teacher's pussy, she would definitely have fainted from the pain. "

Damn, I didn't expect that after being fucked by your husband for so many years, your pussy is still so tight, hehe, it feels so good. Your husband is such a coward, he can't even handle his own wife's pussy. Tell me, is your husband really that bad? Hehe, if I had known, I should have been the director to deflower you before you two got married. I've been teaching my old subordinate how to fuck women all this time, cough." Luckily, it's not too late. My pussy is still tender, so tender and horny, hehe. The director doesn't

care about the teacher's life or death, he just goes at it hard, only seeking his own pleasure, and he goes all the way in. Oh, oh, director, I can't take it anymore, director. My little hole is going to be fucked through, oh. The teacher begs for mercy in pain. The director seems to have a change of heart, and he stops. You know how powerful I am now, much better than your soft and useless husband, right? Hehe, tell the director, what are we doing? Director, please spare me, I'm too embarrassed to say! The director goes at it hard again. Oh, the director is concerned about me. Oh. No. Oh, the director is on top of me. No, the director is still thrusting hard. Is the director making love to me? Making love? You stinking bitch, letting me fuck you behind your husband's back and you're so polite, you slut, I should say, 'The director is fucking my little horny hole with his big cock, my pussy loves being fucked by men, I'm a big horny pussy.' The teacher completely abandoned her self-respect; since she'd already been fucked, one or ten would be the same. The director used his big cock to fuck my little cunt. My cunt loves being fucked by men; I'm a big slut. The teacher responded.

The director's lust was completely satisfied. "Damn it, I've fucked plenty of women, even virgins, but none are as good as your cunt. Your cunt is so tight, I'll loosen it, I'll fuck you to death. You stinking bitch, big slut, you like being fucked so much. You cheap cunt, you rotten cunt, I'm going to fuck you to death, fuck your tender cunt until it's calloused, so you'll be a slut again, so you'll buy sex again." The director thrust like a madman, and with a "whoosh," collapsed onto the teacher, countless drops of filthy semen injected deep into her uterus. At this moment, the teacher was enduring more than just the director's pig-like body.

Afterwards, the director triumphantly threw Liu Can three thousand yuan as a reward for the fucking. Forced by the teacher's power and loneliness, the teacher often had an affair with the director. In the future, the director was not as rough as the first time when he had sex with the teacher. In the evening, the sounds of their lovemaking and intercourse could often be heard on campus. These sounds could only be heard by the director, Liu Can, and me.

A month later, the director went to Beijing for a year of national education training. Naturally, the task of accompanying the teacher in bed fell to me.

Two weeks after the director left for Beijing, on a Friday afternoon, I deliberately prepared some difficult English problems and went to Liu Can's office. But Liu Can made an excuse, saying she was busy and told me to come to her dormitory that evening if I was free. I was overjoyed; the opportunity had finally arrived.

I took a shower, especially washing my penis thoroughly, and even bought a small bottle of Indian herbal oil from the pharmacy. It was my first time having sex with a woman, and I was afraid I would be too impulsive. Besides, I couldn't lose to the experienced director; otherwise, I would never be able to have sex with the teacher again. It was 6:30, and I rushed to the teacher's residence.

The door was open, and she was sitting at her desk grading papers. I greeted her politely, closing the door behind me. "Oh, you're here. Come and sit down," Liu Can said, gesturing for me to sit on the sofa. "Come sit down!" Liu Can patted the empty seat next to me, as if noticing my shyness.

I was so excited; it was the first time I'd been so close to the beautiful teacher I'd been longing to meet. She had short hair, the roots slightly sticking out. She wore a silver-gray shimmering silk blouse, thin and tightly wrapping her two large, alluring breasts. A silk bra, barely covering half her breasts, was clearly visible underneath. She wore a matching short skirt, the same material, sitting on the sofa. The skirt was very tight and short, the slit almost revealing her panty straps. She wore light gray sheer stockings and silver-gray high heels, looking like she was going out to meet someone. "

Teacher, are you leaving?" I panicked. Was my trip going to be ruined? "No, you're here. I can't wear my pajamas!" she replied provocatively. My penis subtly hardened. "Teacher, you...you smell so good!" I immediately regretted saying that. "Really? Do you smell good, Teacher?" "Want to smell it? Come closer." The teacher's tone was very sweet. I slowly moved closer to the teacher's body, enjoying the scent of a young woman, and saw the rise and fall of her breasts. "Teacher, you're so beautiful, I..." I lost control a little, my penis kept throbbing upwards. "You little rascal, always trying to please the teacher." "Teacher is old, how can I compare to your girlfriend?" Saying this, she deliberately stroked her snow-white arms and full thighs. It was a very provocative action. Perhaps because we were too close, the teacher's fingers touched my penis. "Oh, you little devil!" The teacher deliberately exclaimed. I suddenly felt very impolite, my head spun, and I hurriedly covered my penis with both hands. "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm so sorry." "Don't think like that, teacher is very serious." The teacher pretended to be serious. "Teacher, I'm sorry, you are just too beautiful and sexy, whenever you and the head teacher are having sex, I..." I felt like I had let something slip. "

What?" The teacher suddenly became very nervous, did you see everything? "Teacher, I didn't mean to, I won't tell anyone." Under the teacher's repeated questioning, I told her everything.

The teacher, after all, was an experienced woman and knew how to handle things. Besides, dealing with an eighteen or nineteen-year-old high school student who was madly in love with her, silencing him wouldn't be difficult. At worst, she could sleep with him for a while, and besides, she was an older woman taking advantage of a younger man—a sure win. "

Since you already know, I won't hide it from you anymore. I didn't want to do this, but I had my difficulties. This is a secret between you and me. Since you love me so much, as long as you keep this secret, I'll agree to any condition." The teacher pleaded earnestly. "

Teacher, I swear to God, I will keep this secret." "Teacher, what do your underwear look like?" I began to move closer. "Want to see? If you want, come and get it yourself." The teacher slowly half-reclined on the sofa. I started to become impolite, squatting between the teacher's parted legs, one hand rolling up her short skirt, the other stroking her beautiful legs covered in sheer stockings. This was my first time being so close to a woman, and the feeling of nervousness and excitement was indescribable.

Finally, I saw the teacher's panties, exactly the style I'd been longing for (every time I saw those panties hanging on the teacher's clothes rack, they made me, no, made many men's imaginations run wild): the front was a layer of sheer lace, the rest was made of pure white, shiny silk, smooth to the touch, and on the teacher, it looked both innocent and alluring. Through the panties, I began to rub the teacher's vulva, while my other hand moved upwards, slipping inside her shirt to caress her breasts. "

Oh, don't do that, it's so itchy!" The teacher twisted her body, cooperating with my movements. Soon, the teacher's juices soaked through the panties, making my fingers sticky. "Teacher, can I see your pussy? I'm pushing my luck." "You little pervert, isn't touching me enough?" I unceremoniously pulled the crotch of the panties to the side, revealing the teacher's vulva, glistening with love juice. Teacher, your pubic hair is shaved off. Teacher, your pussy is so pink. It smells so good. I started to ramble incoherently. It's all that perverted old director's fault for shaving all my pubic hair off and then accusing me of buying sex. Teacher, can I lick your pussy? Your pussy is so tender and pink, so juicy and smells so good, it must taste delicious. Teacher's little sister is for... you can't lick it, it's not clean there. Don't call me teacher anymore, call me sister, okay?

Teacher's pussy has definitely never been licked, those rough men only know how to brute force, how would they know the pleasure of appreciating jade and playing the flute? So I decided to let teacher experience unprecedented pleasure (this is something I learned from books!).

I licked teacher's clitoris while gently probing teacher's tender hole with my fingers. I also rubbed her breasts lightly and heavily from time to time. Oh, oh. So comfortable, oh, mmm, mmm, sister is going to die, hurry, hurry up and come in, oh. The teacher's eyes were brimming with desire; how could she resist my three-pronged attack? She cried and begged for the comfort of my large penis. Although I also desperately wanted to thrust into her cunt right away, I remained silent and continued licking to completely conquer her. "Oh, oh, I can't take it anymore, I'm so itchy!" "Oh, don't torture me anymore, oh, fuck my cunt, hurry, I'm going to cum, cum, oh, oh!"

Accompanied by a series of cries of extreme pleasure, a thick stream of lustful fluid with a strong female scent gushed from the teacher's cunt. I blocked this spring with my mouth, not wanting to waste a single drop. "

Mmm, mmm, you little pervert, you're even better than an adult. You're licking me to death, so good!" I continued licking the nectar without stopping. I never imagined that I, a virgin, could bring a stunningly beautiful young woman to orgasm with just my mouth. "Wife, do you want more? My big penis is so hard, let it kiss your cunt too." "No more, no more! I just made her lose her virginity, and now you want more of her? I'm done." The teacher pleaded.

I didn't care about that. I quickly stripped off my naked clothes, then took out some "magic oil" and sprayed it on my penis. It felt numb, like an iron rod. "Wow, you're so naughty, using this! Your penis is so big and red, you're going to fuck me to death! My little hole!" "No more!" Without another word, I lifted the teacher's legs, first dipping my glans in her vaginal fluid, then thrusting it into her tender hole. "

So tight!" Although the teacher's cunt had been fucked by the director countless times, it still felt incredibly tight because she had never given birth. "Wife, your pussy is amazing, so tight and wet! No wonder the director never gets tired of fucking you." "Truly a 'top-quality pussy'!" I praised the teacher, using the Japanese praise for a woman's "famous vagina" from a book. "My little husband, your cock is so big and hot, so full, it's filling my pussy completely, hurry, hurry, fuck my cunt!" the teacher moaned.

I thrust in and out, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep, sometimes grinding left and right, making the teacher scream. "Oh, oh, I'm going to die. My little husband, you're so amazing, your cock is so powerful. Hurry, hurry, husband, fuck my cunt, fuck me to death. Pierce me. Oh, oh. Good husband, my cunt is going to be fucked to pieces by you, oh, oh, good husband, I'm going to lose it again. Oh, oh. I'm going to lose it, I'm going to lose it again. Fuck me, fuck me, oh, oh." And I also babbled lewdly, "Wife, you're so beautiful, your breasts are so big, so sexy. Your cunt is so tender and tight, it feels so good to fuck. I'm so happy. I want your tits, I want your slutty cunt, I want your wet pussy. Fuck you to death, fuck you, fuck you to pieces."

I tried five or six hundred times. I finally brought the teacher to heaven again, but thanks to the magic oil, I was still incredibly vigorous. With a hole as wet as hers, I could easily fuck three or five times in one go. So I thought of an even more exciting method: opening the teacher's back door.

I turned the exhausted teacher over, lifting her snow-white, full buttocks, and then untied the two straps of her soaked, silvery-white silk panties, revealing her anus to me. "What a beautiful daisy!" I exclaimed. "My dear wife, let me play with your anus, okay?" "Husband, you're killing me! No more!" "Wife, your anus is so small and beautiful, it must never have been penetrated by a man before, right? Let me deflower you." The teacher weakly twisted her lower body, trying to break free, but the more she twisted, the more alluring her anus became, and my desire to fuck her intensified.

I pressed down hard on the teacher's buttocks, first lubricating her anus with the remaining love fluid from her vagina, then, with the head of my penis against her anus, I gently inserted it. "Wife, don't be afraid, I'll be gentle. The Japanese love anal sex, relax."

But even so, the teacher still twisted in pain, yet unconsciously cooperated with my thrusting. Teacher, your back passage is so tight, your chrysanthemum so tender, even more comfortable than your vagina. Teacher, you're so good, letting me play with your pussy and even letting me pound your chrysanthemum. At this moment, the teacher no longer felt the pain. Husband, you're so good at playing, I'm almost killed by you, hurry up, hurry up, hold me tight. The teacher twisted her body like a prostitute, crying out in pleasure. It was time to sprint, I didn't care about the teacher anymore, I pressed my hands on the teacher's plump buttocks, and with all my might, I thrust desperately. Teacher, you're so tight. Your chrysanthemum is so tender, I feel so good. I want you, I want your slutty pussy, I want your wet hole. I'll fuck you to death, fuck you, fuck you to ecstasy. Ouch. Suddenly, my ejaculation gate loosened, and like the Yellow River bursting its banks, a torrent of turbid semen surged into the teacher's chrysanthemum, spraying all the way into her rectum, for a full thirty seconds. At this moment, the teacher, with her last bit of strength, lost her virginity for the third time. Exhausted, I collapsed onto my teacher, who lay there like a corpse, for a long, long time.

From that moment on, I became the third man in her life, and every weekend we would have a passionate, intense lovemaking session. A year later, the head of discipline returned, and I had been admitted to a university in Shanghai. The head of discipline was still having an affair with Liu Can from the erotic Mayday, just like before. Under my tutelage for over a year, Liu Can had become a sex expert, making the formidable head of discipline tremble with fear, and he was soon promoted.

Five years have passed now, and I still treasure the silver-white silk lace panties Liu Can gave me back then. When I'm in a bad mood or have a strong sex drive, I often use them to masturbate. I wonder how Liu Can is doing now. Is her vagina still tender? Is she still being fucked?

After all, Liu Can was the first woman in my life, and the first woman I deflowered from behind.

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