A male teacher's self-narration

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> A Male Teacher's Confession (Part 1)

I am a 25-year-old single high school teacher. I've only been teaching at this all-girls school for two years. These
beautiful young women, in the prime of their youth, are someone I can only
admire from afar, not daring to mess with! Although I sometimes have impure thoughts, I always refrain from taking any action because of my role as a teacher. Until this day…

After school, I was tidying up my equipment in the office, preparing to leave. At this moment, one of my female students entered and called
me… I snapped my fingers, indicating that she should turn her back to me and lean over the desk. I leaned behind her, holding my equipment.
Her loving smile was incredibly comforting. Her eyes were large and clear,
giving her an innocent and pure look. Her skin was naturally fair, soft, smooth, and elastic, making her extremely attractive.
Her bra covered her breasts, and her obvious cleavage pressed against my nose. I found it hard to breathe! Just then,

she came in again with a chemistry problem and asked me a question. I was focused on the calculations when I suddenly heard a crying sound.
I looked up and saw Xiaowen crying for some reason.

"What's wrong?" I quickly looked up and asked her.

"Teacher, I...I don't want to live anymore."

I felt a shiver of pleasure in my lower body, a muscle spasm that shot up my spine to my head.

"Tell me what's wrong slowly."

Looking at her tearful face, I felt both sorry for her and loved her. But being alone together as a man and a woman, I was afraid of gossip, so I
simply stood up, closed the door, and pretended that the office was already closed for the day.

"Okay, no one will come in now. You can calmly tell your teacher."

Xiaowen told me about her single mother's lack of care for her and all the pressure she felt.

Looking at her tearful, pitiful face, I pulled her into my arms, inhaling the faint
blush in her hair and her beautiful, alluring lips. At first, I just kept sucking on the intoxicating saliva from her mouth, but gradually I
lost my reason. I kissed her more and more passionately. I wanted to protect her, love her, I wanted her.

In the midst of the passionate kiss, I pushed Xiaowen down onto the desk. With my left hand, I quickly unbuttoned Xiaowen's white dress
shirt and took it off. I continued to rub her breasts inside her pale pink bra, while my right hand forcefully
flipped open Xiaowen's green dress and used my fingers to rub and caress her private parts. Xiaowen's face flushed red, and her
bright red lips were slightly upturned. I reached down to her back, unhooked her bra, and took it off

. A pair of delicate breasts, small and light pink nipples, paired with her snow-white and delicate skin,
smelled wonderful. I finally couldn't help but cup her delicate face in my hands, kissing her eyelashes, kissing the tip of her nose, kissing her rosy cheeks.
I was aroused by her beauty. I first rubbed and played with her soft and elastic breasts with my hands, and then pinched her
two .

Although Xiaowen's breasts were not very big, they quickly swelled up after my rubbing, and the nipples also began to swell
. She often liked to ask me questions. Her high ponytail always exuded a youthful aura, and her pure white skin

hardened, changing from the original light pink to bright red. I bent down and suckled her nipples, licking her
areolas and breasts, sending shivers of pleasure through Xiaowen's body, causing her to moan involuntarily

. Next, I pulled down her pink panties and spread her legs, revealing soft, fine pubic hair around her
vulva pink labia majora were tightly closed. I parted
them with my hand, revealing two slightly parted, bright red labia minora beside the slightly open vaginal opening. The bright red vulva
glistened with lustful fluid. I gently probed her vulva with my little finger, and she almost lost her balance…

My finger moved slowly inside her, not daring to go too deep, because she was still a virgin; how could I entrust her first
time my fingers? I slowly thrust in and out, her vulva already overflowing, and she was
sweating profusely, panting heavily, her face flushed .

Her originally fair skin glowed with a rosy hue.
In the enclosed office, the temperature seemed to rise. A faint, sweet fragrance wafted into my nostrils. She said
her private parts were a little tight, perhaps from a couple of previous experiences! But it seemed there wasn't enough lubrication, making it a bit astringent. I

aimed at her opening and thrust in forcefully. She gasped, and from her voice, I knew
how much pain she was enduring. I had to slow down, gradually pumping in and out. My hands were already sweaty,
and the sensation of her full buttocks was a new and exciting one. I squeezed her buttocks hard, thrusting my lower body
into her vagina with even more force. Her soft moans combined with my breath created a beautiful melody.

Inside her, I felt an unparalleled pleasure, which made my movements even more brutal. She murmured
repeatedly , and I was nearing my limit. I pulled my large penis out of her vagina, and she
looked back at me with a disappointed expression. She turned around, grabbed my penis with both hands, squatted down, and took
it into her mouth. I thrust in and out, using her small mouth as a vagina, filling her mouth completely. At this moment,
I reached my limit and couldn't hold back any longer; a gush of fluid spurted into her mouth. She swallowed it and then took out
a handkerchief to wipe her mouth and lower body. I zipped up my pants and sat down with her on the chair...
(The End)

A Male Teacher's Confession (Part Two)

In this world of learning, I suddenly decided to make a home visit to Xiaowen's house, hoping to solve her family problems.

Arriving at her door, I gently pressed the doorbell. "Ding-dong... Ding-dong..."

Xiaowen's older sister, Xiaoli, wearing a simple top and shorts, opened the door.

"Ah, who are you...?"

"Hello! I'm Xiaowen's teacher, I'm here for a home visit," I said with a smile.

"Please come in!" Xiaoli led me into the living room, saying, "Xiaowen went to tutoring, she
wo . My mom usually works overtime until nine o'clock too."

Then Xiaoli stood up and said, "Teacher, you must not have had dinner yet! I'll make you some."
She then went to the kitchen.

I began to look around and saw a photo frame on the TV, a picture of Xiaowen, Xiaoli, and their mother
.

Soon after having dinner with Xiaoli, we sat in the living room chatting. During our conversation, I learned that her
father had passed away a long time ago. As Xiaoli spoke, sadness showed on her face. Seeing her pitiful appearance,
I felt a pang in my heart and unconsciously held her hand, saying, "Don't be sad anymore."

I quickly realized my actions were somewhat inappropriate, but a burning desire raged within me. Watching her
fair thighs and the rise and fall of her chest, I finally couldn't resist pushing her down onto the sofa.
I lifted her skirt and touched her sparse pubic hair with my palm.

My middle finger slid down to the center of her crotch, touching her warm, moist vulva, making her muscles tense even more.

"Don't worry, I'll make you feel very good..." I whispered, sucking on her ear and licking
her earlobe.

She bit her lip tightly, suppressing her rapid breathing.

Then, I drew circles on her clitoris with my finger, continuously stimulating it, occasionally inserting my finger into the vaginal opening
inside ; a small amount of vaginal fluid was constantly seeping out.

When her legs were spread wide, her private parts, barely parted, revealed a pale pink, heart-shaped flower.

Deep within her parted labia, the inner walls, like a rose,
contracted .

The pink hymen inside was already soaking wet. My face was fixed on the only bud at the top of the cleft,
the clitoris, small and pearl-like, with its delicate foreskin.

Soon, my fingers parted, replaced by my face and nose.

"Ah..."
Her moan echoed on her thighs, involuntarily squeezing my face together.
My face swayed from side to side, my nose constantly caressing her, my heart filled with the sweet scent of this youthful anticipation.

I pulled off her skirt, and her legs naturally spread open, arching towards me. I hurriedly stripped off my clothes, letting my
already slightly aching genitals protrude freely. I lay on top of her, gently caressing her entire body,
gradually . I kissed her lips, teasing her breasts with my hands, one on each side, slowly entering her body.

"Ah... Teacher... no..." Before she could speak, I had already kissed her lips, my hands following
her increasingly heavy breathing. Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around my neck, our lips pressed tightly together. I felt her
begin to kiss her lips, her neck, and then her swollen breasts. Her moans came in waves, and
I gently stroked her inner thighs. Her thick pubic hair was like a jungle of desire waiting for me to explore. My tongue
lightly teased her private parts, and she suddenly let out a wild, loud moan. I inserted my tongue to explore her depths, and she
trembled .

I opened my mouth and greedily sucked in the thick love juice. The love juice gushed out like a burst dam, making her entire
private area sticky and wet. I straightened up and entered again, this time penetrating deeply and smoothly. The warm, fleshy walls
enveloped my penis, and waves of heat surged from my lower body, the pleasure and stimulation rising and rising.
I slowly thrust in and out, her face flushed crimson, her hands gripping my shoulders tightly, her nails digging into my flesh
, a few continuous moans escaping her lips.

I increased the pace of my thrusts, and her moans gradually rose higher and higher until they reached their peak.
I slowed down, and she gently lowered her voice; then I thrust again, and she gradually rose again. I was like the conductor of a symphony,
leading the orchestra of desire, letting the passionate music run wild in the realm of sex, sometimes soaring,
sometimes lingering—but it was the most moving symphony I had ever heard in my life.

He thrust his penis harder, letting his lower body muscles contract and expand to their fullest extent. Her moans and cries rose to the heavens,
mingling with our heavy breathing as semen gushed forth, shooting out, shooting out, and shooting out again. She screamed wildly a few times before
slowly calming down.

Back home, recalling the scene of making love with Xiaoli, I couldn't help but think back to

that year when I first entered university. I met her in my first class.
She was wearing a pink sleeveless top, paired with matching shorts, white ankle socks, and white tennis shoes. Her familiar
face had large eyes that looked bright and sparkling, as if filled with a warm smile. Her small nose
was slightly upturned, and the curve of her upper lip formed a beautiful crescent moon at the corner of her mouth. Her figure was graceful and slender,
almost beyond description. She had just come in under the blazing sunlight, her cheeks, arms, and
long, slender legs still tinged with a faint golden-red.

Her name was Xue'er, and she was my first love. Our first date was in a quiet park, strolling
under the moonlight. I still remember her face, gleaming like ivory in the moonlight. Her long eyelashes trembled gently
, and her beautifully shaped lips, like rose petals, seemed ready to overflow with moisture. Her full chest rose and
fell gracefully.

In the moonlight, I couldn't help but lower my head, finding Xue'er's slightly parted lips.

Gently and slowly, I caressed Xue'er with my lips. Holding her, my hands gently stroked her waist
and back.

I opened my lips, my moist, tender tongue exploring her with fiery passion. My tongue and lips moved frantically, whispering and whispering.
The faint scent of her flowing hair filled my nostrils, and my head throbbed with a heavy, dizzy feeling, as if
the gratitude I felt for this beautiful woman's understanding was about to burst.
I held her tightly, then realized I was involuntarily throbbing,
pressing . Knowing she couldn't possibly not sense my change in feelings, I felt a little embarrassed.

After a long while, we finally separated. We smiled at each other, sat down, and both let out a deep breath. I
frantically adjusted my position, taking a while to calm myself down. My heart, however, was still filled with passion and joy.

That night, after returning to her place and taking a shower

, we were both wearing only thin shirts. Looking at her beautiful face, I embraced her again;
the touch of her skin was so clean and alluring. I stroked her calves through her stockings, my hands gradually moving up to her face,
caressing her ears. Looking into her eyes, I forgot to take off my glasses and kissed her forehead. My lips roamed her
face , her ears, the tip of her nose, her cheeks, until finally I kissed her lips.

I knew she wouldn't refuse me, so I boldly kissed her neck, sliding downwards. She proactively
unbuttoned the top button of her shirt, so I kissed the necklace on her chest. I buried my face deep in her chest
, breathing heavily.

A scent of sex hormones filled my mind. Her hands pulled my shirt out and
caressed my chest. My shirt was unbuttoned, so I unbuttoned hers as well. Now she was only wearing light purple
underwear. We both instinctively helped each other remove their lower garments; she was only wearing light purple panties and a bra, and I
was only wearing briefs. The pants were stretched taut, as if they were about to burst.

I took off my underwear and gently caressed her delicate breasts. Xue'er's body began to writhe.
At this moment her right hand grasped my penis. I gently kissed her fair skin, like a Japanese girl's. Her legs were even and
flawless, and her breasts were large and firm. I quickly removed Xue'er's bra and panties. Wow! Pink areolas. I couldn't help but touch them with my index finger. Her nipples were already hard. 　　Soon, we were both lying naked on the bed, our heads moving up and down. Xue'er
's wetness made her look nothing like a virgin, and I licked her mons pubis, which looked like a vulva. Especially when I licked her clitoris, Xue'er couldn't help but moan softly. 　　Her mons pubis was completely wet, and her vaginal fluids flowed out in a steady stream. 　　Seeing the opportunity ripe, I turned my body 180 degrees, my penis already erect for a long time. I licked her with my tongue. Xiaowen was pure and cute, Xiaoli was even more beautiful, and their mother was a standard beauty. Her back seemed even more thorny than before, and Xue'er's cries seemed louder than before. I spread Xue'er's thighs, her place was already incredibly wet, and she was rubbing her clitoris, as if calling out to me. So I rushed straight in. So tight! 　　Xue'er cried out pitifully, but at this moment I was still slowly thrusting, thrusting, and thrusting again, my hands not forgetting to rub her breasts. Xue'er's moans were shrill, but my penis did not look back, advancing relentlessly. 　　Xue'er's naked body was still writhing intensely, and I felt my penis was about to burst. She seemed to feel the swelling of my penis as well. Xue'er closed her eyes tightly, looking intoxicated. At this point, I couldn't hold back . I pulled out my blood-stained penis and sprayed my semen all over her flushed face. The pale yellow, viscous fluid was still viscous on her face. She was still breathing rapidly, holding my penis in one hand and continuing to rub it. I smeared some of the fluid on her face and put it in her mouth. Xue'er had my whole finger in her mouth, and her wet tongue licked my penis until it was completely wet, including the testicles . Her technique was excellent.

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