junior high school teacher

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Bingbing and I have been dating for two years; she was my girlfriend in college. We just graduated last year. Back then, we were very innocent. We were both good students in high school, focused solely on our studies, so we were each other's first love. Even after graduation, living together, I only just saw Bingbing's breasts; we didn't do anything further. So she's still a virgin. After graduation, because jobs were hard to find, Bingbing became an English teacher at a third-rate middle school, and I recently came to the same school to become a physics teacher. Teaching these kids, who are going through puberty and their rebellious phase, is very difficult, especially the boys, who always like to cause trouble in class.

Bingbing is the kind of girl who looks delicate but is actually quite timid, so she was often bullied by the students when she first started. Bingbing would often come home crying, saying that another student had stuck notes on her back, another had reported her to the principal for corporal punishment, and even worse, some boys, seeing that their English teacher was pretty and approachable, would often make rude and suggestive remarks to Bingbing. Once, when I went to pick Bingbing up from work, I witnessed a boy grope her butt when she wasn't looking. Of course, there was nothing we could do; the Ministry of Education strictly prohibits corporal punishment of students now, and if you dare to hit a student, you're out of a job. So we could only be angry but helpless.

Another time, after work, I passed by the class Bingbing taught and saw her patiently explaining a problem to a boy. I observed my beautiful girlfriend's work from the window. Bingbing was furrowing her brows, pointing at a workbook, while the boy just kept shaking his head. I thought to myself, "My girlfriend is in trouble." There's a famous saying among teachers: "It's not so bad to encounter a fool, it's terrible to encounter a fool who loves to study." I immediately assumed that boy was the latter.

But upon closer inspection, I realized the boy wasn't focused on his studies at all. His eyes were glued to Bingbing's neckline. Sure enough, Bingbing was wearing a light yellow, wide-necked t-shirt, and from my angle, I could see almost half of her white breast. I figured the boy was getting a complete view of her breasts. What was worse, there was a group of boys like that standing in front of her. I'd seen Bingbing's breasts before; while they weren't large, they were quite well-developed for a thin girl like her—a classic bamboo shoot shape.

Thankfully, she was wearing a bra, otherwise, these bastards would have seen even her small, cute nipples.

At that moment, Bingbing seemed to realize her embarrassment under the students' gazes. She frowned and said,

"What are you looking at, huh? You bunch of little rascals, why don't you ever focus on your studies?" The students, realizing they'd been caught, scattered like birds. Bingbing then called over the student who had just been explaining a problem to her, saying, "Go and call those troublemakers who were just hanging around here. I have something to say." The student had no choice but to lower his head and carry out the task. After a while, seven or eight boys came in, heads down. Bingbing told them to sit down and closed the classroom door. Since school was over, the school was practically deserted and felt unusually quiet.

Then Bingbing said, "Tell me, who started this? Who came up with the idea? I was wondering why you guys were all so studious today, asking me questions even after school was over. Turns out…" At this point, Bingbing seemed a little embarrassed, her face turning red. Just then, one of the boys whispered, "It's because you took my book away during class." Bingbing overheard this and said, "A book? You have the nerve to say that? Tell me, tell everyone what kind of book you're reading? Huh? Is that kind of book for your age?" The boy got emboldened and said, "So what? They've all read it, and they passed it to me after they finished." He glanced at the other boys and continued, "Besides, we're reading a book about female physiological development. We bought it from a bookstore; it's not illegal. We've already learned about it in biology class; we were just reviewing our lessons. Teacher, you took our books away, so we can't review anymore, so we have to..." "So we have to use me as a teaching aid?

You guys are really bold! You've made a mistake and you're still arguing. You know that's called peeping? Peeping at girls is wrong," Bingbing said. At this moment, one of the boys whispered, "It's because you're so pretty, teacher, prettier than all the other teachers."

Girls generally like to be praised, and Bingbing was no exception. Her earlier outburst seemed to vanish instantly, and a blush spread across her face. She said, "But doing that wasn't right either. I know you're all going through puberty and are curious about things related to girls. It's all your biology teacher's fault. If she doesn't explain these things clearly, you might stay in a state of curiosity forever. You know, curiosity killed the cat. I'll talk to your biology teacher about this when we get back. Okay, that's enough for today. I won't pursue it further. But don't do it again!" She turned to leave. At that moment, a bolder boy called out, "Teacher, we only like your classes." Other boys stood up and said, "Teacher, please explain it to us! We can't understand what that old lady is saying." "Please, teacher, we promise we'll listen to your classes properly from now on and never cause trouble again." Bingbing smiled and said, "You little rascals, you're not really after the bar, are you? You still want to see more? Okay, if you can recite yesterday's English text, I'll teach it to you." At this, the boys, with smug expressions, eagerly raised their hands, saying, "Teacher, I'll recite it first!" Then came a cacophony of English recitation. I thought to myself, "Heh, they came prepared. Let's see how you handle this." Bingbing panicked and said, "Um... you all know it? Then why couldn't any of you recite it this morning? Well, I don't have the book here. I'll borrow some teaching aids from your biology teacher another day before I teach it to you."

The boys weren't having it. They started jeering: "Teacher, you're not keeping your word!" "No, no, tell us now!" "Teacher, we only want to hear the girls' part. We already know about the boys' part. Aren't you just a teaching aid? Or you could draw for us!" "Teacher, we've already seen your breasts, so let us learn from them again!" My head was spinning. How could this be? I'd only just seen them myself. I hadn't even touched them much. Then Bingbing said, "Pah, how can you be so impolite? Those things on a girl are called breasts." Her face turned red again. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Well... okay, you all sit in your seats. I'll draw what I can remember on the blackboard. Don't tell anyone outside!" With that, she turned and went to the podium, blushing as she began to explain to the students. The students all sat quietly in their seats.

"...Girls start puberty around age 11, and their secondary sexual characteristics gradually become more pronounced, um...that is, their breasts and buttocks will slowly become more prominent." A student raised their hand: "Teacher, how are girls' breasts different from ours? Do their nipples also get bigger? And how do their buttocks become more prominent?" Bingbing blushed and explained: "It's that their breasts will grow, and their nipples...they'll grow bigger too. Their buttocks will become more prominent, well, just know that." "No, no, teacher, you're not explaining it clearly enough. You're being secretive like a biology teacher. We won't learn anything this way, we'll still be curious, and maybe I'll go take a dump tonight." "Let's have a look at this, female students." One student said. Bingbing hurriedly said, "No, that's a crime, you know? Attempted rape." "Then, teacher, can we see you? We'll stop thinking about it after we see you." A student suggested to Bingbing, "No, you little rascals, didn't you just see me? You've been looking for half an hour and you're still not satisfied?" The boy said, "I only saw half of it, I didn't even see your nipples. Teacher, are you wearing a bra? Please, teacher, you're the best, just let us see." At this moment, I saw Bingbing hesitate. I thought to myself, "Oh no, she must have been persuaded by those students." No way, how could she be so easily swayed? Could it be that Bingbing has exhibitionist tendencies? Or does she think that the other students are just children and it doesn't matter if she's seen?

Bingbing said, "To stop you from being curious, I can let you take a look, but you can't tell anyone, and you can't make mistakes in this area in the future. You also have to study hard." "Yay~ Teacher is so kind." "Definitely, definitely." "Teacher, please let us see!" A group of students surrounded Bingbing.

Bingbing said, "Go help the teacher close the curtains." The students quickly divided the work, locking the doors and closing the windows. Fortunately, the last window had a small crack, so I could keep an eye on what was happening inside.

At this moment, Bingbing lifted her pale yellow t-shirt, slowly revealing her snow-white belly, eliciting gasps from the students. Her slender waist was also revealed. Then, her hand stopped, as if considering whether what she was doing was right or wrong. The students pleaded, "Teacher, let us see! Just one look!" "Yes, yes, please, teacher!" Unable to resist the students' pleas, Bingbing steeled herself and gently removed her top. Her alluring upper body was instantly revealed, a perfect figure that would leave even God in awe. The pink bra only added to the allure.

"Teacher is so beautiful!" "Teacher Bingbing, I love you!" "Teacher, take off your bra!" "I want to see!" Bingbing put her hands behind her back and gently unhooked her bra. Perhaps it was the cool classroom, or perhaps it was the fear of exposing her proud body to a strange man for the first time, but I saw Bingbing's body tremble slightly. Her eyes were closed, her teeth gently biting her lip, as she slowly moved her hands from behind her back to the front. One student was quite bold; he reached out and helped Bingbing remove the pink bra hanging on her body, even taking a deep breath in front of his nose with a satisfied expression. The students were all deeply attracted by the beautiful scene before them.

A boy was the first to wake up and couldn't help but gently touch Bingbing's left nipple, asking, "Teacher, is this your nipple? It's so pretty. Why is yours pink? It's much prettier than the black ones on those women in movies."

With his gentle touch, Bingbing's body trembled as if she had been electrocuted, letting out a soft moan. She said, "Alright, you've all seen it. Go away, don't touch! Yes, this is the nipple, and the pink area around it is the areola. Look, it's right here.

This is the cleavage between the two breasts. How about it, isn't it pretty, you little rascals?" "Wow!" "Teacher Bingbing is simply a fairy!" "So beautiful!" A boy whispered, "Teacher, can I touch it? Just once, please!" Although Bingbing's mind was also in a state of excitement, and she also hoped that someone could touch her, the last bit of rationality made her firmly reject the students' request.

One plan failed, so the students had to think of other ways to take advantage of their teacher. One student said, "Teacher, we've finished the lesson on breasts. Now, could you teach us about female reproductive organs?" "Yeah, yeah!" the other students chimed in. "Teacher, please teach us! We can't just learn halfway through! We still don't know what a girl's genitals look like. Are they the same as ours?" Bingbing sobered up a bit and had no choice but to continue explaining to the students while still half-naked: "Of course they're different. A girl's lower body is called a vagina, and it looks like this," she said, walking up to the blackboard and drawing for the students. "Teacher, just use us as a teaching aid like before. Your drawing isn't very intuitive; we can't understand it." "Yeah, teacher, we've already seen it. We're all here to learn." With the students saying this, what could Bingbing do? Helpless, she unbuttoned her jeans and slowly pulled them down to her ankles. Only her pink panties remained, with a few pubic hairs stubbornly peeking out from the edge.

Seeing my girlfriend's beautiful legs completely exposed to others, I also felt an indescribable pleasure.

At this moment, a bold student's hand touched Bingbing's thigh, saying, "Teacher, let me help you take it off." Feeling the stranger's hand on her inner thigh, Bingbing trembled and said, "Don't move, I'll do it myself. A girl's thighs are also a sensitive area; no one else can touch them." Then a boy pointed at Bingbing's underwear and said, "Teacher, why is there a wet patch on your underwear? Is it menstruation, as you told us? But didn't you say menstruation is blood? It's not red." Upon hearing this, Bingbing's face turned even redder: "That...that's...secretions. Girls secrete some fluid when stimulated." "What kind of stimulation causes secretion?" Bingbing said, "Like...for example..." "When a girl touches her own body or sees something that excites her, she gets aroused." "But no one touched you just now, and nothing excited you. Teacher, is it because girls get wet down there when they walk on the street? It's so uncomfortable." Bingbing said, "No, just now... it's just... taking off my clothes in front of strangers... that makes me excited." "Oh, we're the ones who excited you. 'Excitement' is usually a compliment, it means it feels good. Did we make you feel good?" "Teacher, take off your panties too, we want to see down there." "Yes, teacher, hurry up and take them off." Bingbing slowly took off her panties and hung them on her knees. Her current position was incredibly lewd, almost like filming a porn movie. A student brought over a desk with a chair cushion on it and said, "Teacher, lie down here, it'll be easier for us to learn this way." Bingbing was already mentally unstable, but she obediently lay down on the desk, letting the students take off her sandals and pants. One student even smelled Bingbing's underwear and put it in his pocket.

Two students spread Bingbing's legs apart, and her vagina was now facing the back window, allowing me a clear view of what was inside. Bingbing's pubic hair looked neatly trimmed, and the dark pubic hair couldn't hide the view inside; her pink vagina was on full display. A gush of vaginal fluid flowed out.

Several students gathered around, carefully observing this rare sight. One boy reached out and touched a piece of flesh at the vaginal opening, asking, "Teacher, what's this?" Bingbing trembled, "Um... ah... don't touch it, it hurts, that... that's the labia majora." Ignoring her, another boy inserted his finger and touched the small protrusion inside. "What is this, teacher?" Bingbing seemed to be strongly stimulated and cried out passionately, "Hmm... ah... ah... oh... hmm, that should be, should be... clitoris, ah, don't move... it's... it hurts... oh." The boy was not satisfied. He used both hands to spread open Bingbing's labia majora and saw a trickle of fluid slowly squeezing out from a small white hole. The small hole was surrounded by a thin, flesh-colored membrane. He asked, "Teacher, didn't you say the vagina was very deep? How come I can only see about a finger joint deep? It's blocked inside with only a very small hole."

Bingbing said, "Ah...oh...hum...that's...the teacher's...hymen." The students gasped in amazement: "A hymen! The teacher is still a virgin! My brother said there are very few virgins in our school anymore. I never imagined that Teacher Bingbing, so beautiful, is still a virgin! I want to see! I want to see!" A group of students then pried open Bingbing's labia to examine the rarely seen hymen. The intense stimulation caused Bingbing to moan repeatedly, "Oh...oh...um...ah...ah...don't move...don't touch there...ah...ah...um..." One student noticed that whenever the clitoris Bingbing had mentioned was touched, she would tremble all over. So he kept pressing and rubbing it with one finger. Two students grabbed Bingbing's breasts and kneaded them hard, making her even more aroused. The sounds she made worried that they might alert the security guard at the school gate.

"Oh...uh...ah...I can't take it...oh, I can't take it anymore...no...don't...oh..." A boy kissed Bingbing's lips. His tongue skillfully slipped into Bingbing's mouth, and Bingbing involuntarily stuck out her tongue to entwine with his. Because of the other boys' fondling of her breasts and lower body, she occasionally let out moans through her nose.

At this moment, a boy took off his pants, revealing his small but already hard and reddish weapon, and slowly climbed onto Bingbing. At this moment, Bingbing was unaware of the approaching danger due to the intense stimulation. She was still moaning.

The boy held his small weapon with one hand, aimed it at Bingbing's vaginal opening, and slowly pushed it in.

Bingbing cried out, "Mmm...mmm...ah...ah...it hurts, it hurts...no,...don't do this...ah..." With a scream, the boy had already penetrated deep into Bingbing's lower body and was moving in and out. Bingbing's cries of pain gradually weakened and slowly turned into soft moans. Having experienced such a thing, even though the middle school boy's penis was small, Bingbing still felt like a virgin. Perhaps Bingbing's vagina was too tight, or perhaps it was the boy's first time too; in less than two minutes, he ejaculated inside and pulled out. At this point, the second boy had already taken off his pants and asked before entering, "Teacher, can I do that? Can I insert it into your vagina?" Bingbing, probably already enjoying the pleasure, nodded with her eyes closed. And so, another round of lovemaking and moans ensued.

When the fifth boy ejaculated inside, Bingbing let out a series of "ah" sounds, and a lot of fluid flowed from her lower body. She must have orgasmed.

At this moment, Bingbing said, "Teacher...Teacher really can't take it anymore...Teacher has already climaxed...It hurts down there, I can't do it anymore, can you come again tomorrow?" She then looked pleadingly at the two students who hadn't yet finished. The two students had already taken off their pants, their penises erect. One of them said, "Teacher, it's quite uncomfortable~" Bingbing considered for a moment, then got off her desk and went to one of the boys, taking his penis into her mouth. "Oh...oh," the boy cried out in pleasure. After a while, the boy ejaculated into Bingbing's mouth. The other boys surrounded her, shouting, "Teacher, I want to do that too!"

So Bingbing had to perform oral sex on everyone.

That night, when she got home, Bingbing's gait was unsteady; it was a mystery how she managed to find her way home after being so thoroughly exhausted by the children.

From then on, Bingbing went home late almost every night, always using the excuse that the students were eager to learn and that she was giving them extra lessons at night. Occasionally, I would go to the school at night to observe their "games." As of now, I know that Bingbing has become the sex slave of 12 boys.

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