The consequences of indulgence

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The teacher's soft, light body pressed against me, warm and comfortable. I
savored my fingers through her hair. Her sexual desire had been filled; she
lay there obediently, motionless and silent. I didn't speak either. My still-erect penis throbbed with
aches; I'd overdone it. I was exhausted. Even after a nap, I still felt drained. I didn't care if
it was time to go home; waves of fatigue washed over me. Looking at the sparse stars, my eyes slowly closed.
The teacher was covering me, warm and comforting, but after the release, I didn't know whether to feel warmth or regret.

In a daze, the teacher softly spoke, "Jiawei."

I instinctively touched her head and replied, "Hmm...?"

"Are we... doing this... right?" The teacher looked up at me with a hint of resentment, her eyes filled with intense
questioning.

"Hmm..." I didn't answer directly, nor did I know how to answer. I closed my eyes, as if trying to escape
or ponder.

"Jiawei~~" The teacher shook my chest, drawing out the last syllable.

Helpless, I could only say softly, "Teachers should have their own opinions."

"I...I...I just don't know! Is it right or wrong?" The teacher's voice was quite
seductive, and she kept shaking my chest.

Her antics ignited a nameless anger within me, and I yelled, "That's not right!! You're so annoying!"

The teacher froze instantly, the atmosphere around us thick with tension. I closed my eyes, wanting to ignore
her. After a long while, I felt a series of small twitches...

I opened my eyes and saw the teacher sobbing softly against my chest, tears streaming down her face, dripping onto me
. Sigh! In this situation, what man could be so heartless? I... of course not. So I opened my
arms and, as she reached to wipe her tears, unexpectedly hugged her tightly. The teacher was startled and looked up
at me. Oh dear! Her eyes were red and swollen from crying. For a moment, I felt a pang of heartache. I gently wiped away the remaining tears on her
face and said softly, "Don't cry..." Then I pinched her cheek. The teacher
couldn't help but laugh, wiping away the tears that were about to fall, and hugged me tightly. As we embraced
passionately , the teacher, as if afraid of upsetting me again, asked in a soft voice:

"Then... what do we do?"

I lowered my head and kissed the teacher's hair, asking in return, "Are you comfortable doing this?"

The teacher turned her head shyly, nodded slightly, and said, "Yes, it's very comfortable."

"That's good then, why ask about right or wrong! We've already done it anyway." I
patted the teacher's head like I'd finished lecturing a child.

"Um... do you think I'm... annoying...?" The teacher looked up at me again.

"Ugh... annoying, of course I'm annoying! Why didn't you think of these things when we were making love? You only bother me after it's over
!" I said, squeezing the teacher's large breasts hard.

"Oh, okay, you laugh at me and pinch me, let's see how I repay you!" Great, the teacher is back to
her lively self.

I continued to knead the teacher's breasts, and she turned to the side, caressing my chest,
staring at . After a while, the teacher pushed away my hand from her breasts, smiled, and her slender fingers circled my
right nipple... As for my left breast, the teacher straightened her soft tongue and teased it...

My penis, which had softened slightly from the teacher's annoyance, became erect again inside her.

"Heh...heh...hard now!" the teacher chuckled lewdly. Whew...looks like I'll have to conquer this hungry devil
again .

The teacher then slightly raised her right thigh, reaching her right hand under her crotch to rub
the part of my penis that wasn't fully inside her vagina, gently scraping the base with her fingernail. I was
unbearably aroused by her double penetration, and with a thrust, my entire penis plunged into her vagina.

"Oh...you're really fierce!" The teacher gently touched my face with her fingers, her tongue still licking my
nipples . My hands pressed against her head, enjoying the pleasure of having my nipples licked; to me, it
felt almost like oral sex.

The teacher's hand, between my legs, became even more arousing after my penis was fully inside her wet vagina. Her
nimble fingers roamed over my testicles, already moist and warm from her fluids, making them
itch. Each time my testicles were stimulated, my penis would instinctively thrust upwards. This thrusting was
a boon for the teacher; she stimulated me while simultaneously enjoying the pleasure of being fucked. She was truly clever. My
erect but already tired penis, now seemingly using its last ounce of strength,
was .

I grabbed the teacher's plump, white buttocks, leaving red scratches, and ignoring
how her movements might hinder me, I thrust my penis in forcefully and began to pump. The teacher seemed caught off guard, but she quickly adapted to
my movements.

I quickly rolled over, grabbed the teacher's legs and placed them on my shoulders, then squeezed her
legs to make her vagina clench even tighter. Mmm...it worked! The teacher's vagina indeed gripped my penis
very tightly, providing double the pleasure compared to previous times. But it wasn't just me; the teacher's pleasure was also stronger. "Ah ... “Ahhhhhhh… I’m going to… fuck me to death… fuck my cunt to pieces … I … I love obscenity ahh ...

"Ahhhhhhh...so good...ahhhhhhh...I'm coming..." The teacher's eyes were already
wild . A thick stream of semen rapidly poured into my penis inside her vagina, but it didn't make it want to ejaculate at all;
instead, it made it grow even stronger.

After the teacher's orgasm, she lay weakly on the grass. I pulled my penis out, and thick fluid immediately
flowed from . I looked at the teacher; her eyes were lifeless, and her limbs were weak. Hmph...don't think I'll let
you off so easily!

I flipped the teacher over, making her lie face down, then slightly lifted her waist and
attacked her from behind again. At first, the teacher seemed oblivious, but with my efforts, she quickly became aroused again: " Ahhhhhh

... good man... how could you... be so...
vigorous ... faster ... ahh ... " No, no... don't pinch ... it hurts ... ahh ... "Damn it! You want to rest? Get up!" I grabbed the teacher forcefully and continued thrusting my penis inside her . "Ah...ah...ah...it hurts a little...ah..." the teacher groaned weakly. I didn't give her a chance to rest, relentlessly pounding my penis into her cunt . " Ah ... The teacher lasted longer this time, going at it for quite a while. Besides the constant flow of her juices, all she could hear was her moaning. "Teacher, let's... go back to the classroom." I was also a bit exhausted, and I wanted to leave this place. "No... no! Don't pull out... please... ahhhhhh!" the teacher pleaded frantically. I pulled out anyway, turned the teacher over again... inserted myself, and then bent down to pick her up. Just like that, I held the teacher, my penis still inside her vagina. The teacher's arms were around my neck, her legs tightly clamped around my buttocks, our bodies almost touching. "Let's go," I said to the teacher in my arms. "Mmm..." The teacher didn't seem as wanton as before. We—no, I—started walking towards the classroom. Because of our position, with each step I took, my penis would penetrate the teacher's honey hole once more, so every time I moved forward, the teacher's brows would furrow repeatedly. Relax, furrow, relax again... We had only gone about halfway when the teacher's juices had already flowed down my leg, and her face slowly turned red. I knew the teacher's desire had been aroused again, so I said to her: "Do you want your breasts touched?" The teacher nodded shyly, and I smiled and said, "Then, touch them yourself." Upon hearing this, the teacher immediately withdrew her hands from around my neck and began to knead her large breasts, sometimes pinching her cute little nipples harder with her fingers, it seemed she still couldn't forget the pleasure she had just experienced. I was very excited , and my walking speed increased, as did the frequency of my penis thrusting in and out. The teacher moaned repeatedly, and while touching her breasts, she even stuck out her deep red tongue towards me. I understood what the teacher meant, and I stuck out my tongue , intertwining it with hers in the air. A few drops of saliva even fell onto her full breasts. Our lips drew closer and closer… finally, we kissed passionately … When we separated, I leaned the teacher against a nearby tree, using it to temporarily release my pent-up sexual desire. But after only a short while, the teacher said the thick bark was chafing her smooth back, so I reluctantly continued for a few more moments before hurrying towards the classroom. Finally reaching the classroom, I pushed open the door and walked to the center, while the teacher closed the door behind her. I went to the very center of the classroom, placed the teacher on a student's desk, pulled her legs apart , and without a word, began my "hard work" with her. However, this position meant that the teacher 's high heels would often poke my waist. In a fit of anger, I forcefully ripped off her heels, threw them aside, and began to " enjoy " her. " Ahhhhhh... Ouchh ... It felt so good. With each thrust, my throat involuntarily emitted soft moans of "Ugh... Ugh..."

*Mmm.* Strangely, I didn't want to ejaculate at all. Maybe I'm just not suited to ejaculating anymore. Whatever!

"Hurry up... fuck me... fuck me... fuck me, ahh... harder... fuck me! Ahh..."

"Damn it! What's the rush? I'll fuck you to death!" I gritted my teeth, making my final sprint.

The whole table creaked and groaned as we shook it, and with each sway, the teacher
was about to reach her climax.

"Ahh... I'm in heaven... ah... so good... so good... so amazing... ahh...
again... again..."

I couldn't wait any longer, burying my head in her breasts, licking her nipples and squeezing her large breasts.

"Ahhhhhh... I'm going to... I'm going to... Hurry! Ahhh ... Fuck me... Jiawei ...
Ahh ... I wiped the sweat from my forehead, tore open the McDonald's bag—I really needed to replenish my energy. I took a big gulp of ice-cold Coke, phew… truly refreshing. I exhaled deeply, feeling so good. I walked to the wall, casually opened a window, and a cool breeze blew against my sweat-drenched body. Hmm… a bit chilly . As I was enjoying my meal, “click… click…” It was high heels. It was my teacher, slowly sitting up . She let out a soft “whoosh,” brushed her hair aside, slid off the table, and walked towards me. “Are you hungry? You bought so much, do you want something to eat?” I asked . The teacher nodded, didn't say anything, and continued walking towards me. When the teacher walked up to me, I handed her the Coke and asked, "Are you thirsty?" She nodded again, but didn't take the Coke from me, so I put it on the table next to her . I ate for a while, and the teacher just stood in front of me watching me without making any other move. I looked up and asked her, "What's wrong? What do you want to eat? I'll get it for you." Then I opened the bag containing the food. The teacher squatted down, looking at me suspiciously. I felt a little strange under her gaze and quickly looked away. When I wasn't paying attention, the teacher suddenly reached out and grabbed my semi-erect penis, saying in a slightly coquettish voice, "I'm hungry, I want to eat sausage... I'm thirsty, I want to drink thick ginkgo jam..." Then she stuck out her tongue and started licking my penis. Hmm... so that's what she was thinking. No wonder she looked so malicious earlier. The teacher seemed to be enjoying the licking, saying between licks, "You...you didn't ejaculate yet, did you? Hmm..." I let out a half-groan, "Hmm...", put down the hamburger beside me, and stroked the teacher's head. My desire, teased by the teacher's tongue, regained its hardness. Seeing this, the teacher stood up, half-bending beside me, and began rubbing my penis with her palm, her lips pressing closer, begging for a kiss. I leaned in, using my tongue to swirl part of the hamburger in my mouth into hers, which she readily accepted. Our tongues intertwined passionately, her breasts swaying before my eyes... Under the warm caress of her small hands, I reached the climax. I quickly pulled my tongue away from her mouth, grabbed her head with both hands, and pressed down...but it was too late! A sudden, sharp pain shot gushed out… a lot, thick, white semen spraying onto the teacher's face as I pressed her down. She immediately took my penis into her mouth, gently stroking it, swallowing all the remaining semen. Only then did she smile contentedly, saying, " Great … delicious…" She then immediately scraped all the semen off her face with her fingers and swallowed it. After releasing my pent-up emotions, I pulled the teacher onto my lap and asked, "Want some…?" The teacher kissed me and smiled, "No, you've already… fed me enough… oh… no , too full." I took some fries from my bag, dipped them in ketchup, smeared them on the teacher's nipples, and then bent down to lick them clean. Neither my teacher nor I had the energy to make love anymore, but we still tried to please each other . She would feed me with her mouth or lick the sweat off my body, just like how couples often chat and talk after sex to strengthen their bond. Our methods were simply different. Although she said she didn't want to eat, she still ate some fries and drank some cola with me. After we were full , we went out to get our clothes, went back to the classroom to get dressed, and prepared to leave school. "I hope no one finds out what happened today," my teacher said worriedly. "Hmm..." I took her hand, then laughed, "Afraid of being discovered?!? Then why were you yelling so loudly?!" "Get lost, hmph!" she said, though she was annoyed, she leaned her petite body against my chest, and we walked out like that. Actually, I wasn't worried about being discovered at all. Why? Shouting and yelling should make me easily noticeable! However, that depends on the janitor the school employs. Our school's janitor is a complete alcoholic. As long as the boss isn't around… hehe! How do I know? Well, just the other day, because my friend, who's a student, stayed late every day to make the bulletin board, that janitor even brought alcohol to drink with us. But after we helped him back to the guard room , he immediately passed out. Plus, the teachers' and instructors' dormitories are quite a distance from the playground, so I was 90% sure I'd be fine. If I was unlucky and accidentally got discovered, well, I'd just have to leave it to fate. But at that moment, my lust outweighed everything else. My teacher and I walked and chatted, not about anything particularly special, just talking about classmates, school, and how felt to have sex, plus a little bit of mutual teasing. Amidst the teacher's lighthearted laughter, we passed through the school buildings, the administration building, and the corridor, finally arriving at the school gate.

"Do you want me to give you a ride home?" the teacher asked, her head bowed.

"Oh, no need, I have my own bicycle."

"Really? Well, I'll be going then." The teacher seemed quite disappointed, but there was nothing I could do.

Watching her walk towards her car, a throbbing pain still throbbed in my lower back. The teacher glanced back
at me, then quickly ran back and hugged me tightly.

"Jiawei, I...I'm very happy today." She then stood on tiptoe, kissed me, turned, ran back to her
car , started the engine, and drove away.

I think what the teacher was pursuing might not just be sexual desire, but someone who could bring her happiness, care for
her, and treat her well. This made me even more confused. What kind of man was the teacher's husband?
What was the teacher's real life like?

Never mind, I'll ask her again when I have the chance.

Dragging my exhausted body, I walked to the bike shed, unlocked my bike, and headed home!

As soon as I opened the door, I heard my mother's scolding voice: "Why are you home so late? You didn't even call to let me
know."

I lazily climbed the stairs, my mother's voice still calling behind me: "Do you want to eat?"

I shook my head, then mustered my strength and ran towards my room; I was just too tired.

As soon as I saw the bed, I slammed the door shut with all my might and pounced on it. "Ah, a
bed is so nice!" This thought flashed through my mind, and my senses began to blur. Hugging the soft
blankets , I thought of my teacher's alluring body

… That night, I had many dreams. These dreams were chaotic, messy, and annoying, yet they wouldn't leave me.
I dreamt of my family, my classmates, my idol, ghosts, myself, and my
teacher. In the dream, my teacher was waving to me; she was dressed so beautifully, radiating charm, and
wearing a sweet smile. A question popped into my head: Teacher, does she... really love me? Is it true?

Suddenly, I felt very sad and groaned loudly, "It...it hurts so much..."

Someone...touched my forehead, and I...I drifted back into the dream...

"Jiawei...Jiawei..." Accompanied by the call was a shaking. "Hmm..." I mumbled
, "What's wrong?..." My head felt so heavy...

"You have a cold. Your dad called in sick for you. Come on, get up and take your medicine." My mother helped me up and handed me
warm water .

I have a cold!? I guess I caught a chill on the playground yesterday! Hmm... maybe in the classroom,
maybe ... oh well, anyway, I've caught a cold, and feeling dizzy and awful.

After taking the medicine, I collapsed again. This cold seems pretty bad.

I don't know how much time passed, but my mother woke me up again. She told me to change my clothes; we were going to
see a doctor.

The familiar words "Lin's Clinic" came into view. Yes, I always come here when I'm sick.

Entering the examination room, hey! The doctor was still the same: a round face, a thick double chin, and
glasses.

"It's nothing serious, just a sore throat. Some medicine will do. However,
colds caught in this hot weather tend to be harder to cure, so you need to be extra careful."

After listening to the doctor's long-winded explanation, my mother went to get the medicine, and I knew I could rest for a while.

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