I went to my university advisor

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It was a summer evening. The instructor had moved from her rented apartment outside the university to the faculty dormitory. It was called a faculty dormitory, but it was basically just the last floor of the office building that had been renovated for their use. The conditions were even worse than some of the better student apartments, so there was practically no one living there. The instructor asked me to help her move some things. I figured I couldn't manage alone, so I called a friend. She treated us to dinner first, and then we went to her dormitory. While we moved the cabinets and other things, she stood by. While cleaning and tidying up the equipment, we finally finished around 9 o'clock. My friend and I got up to leave, while she continued tidying up in the room.
I went to my university .
At my university, each class had a counselor who would hold meetings and issue notices regularly. In my second year, the counselor from my first year was promoted to head of the grade, and since no one was available to fill the vacancy, the school recruited a new group.
Our class's new counselor was a recent graduate of this university, less than two years old . She was young, but still looked somewhat energetic and studious, and she was very methodical and conscientious in her work. As for her looks, her face was average, but her figure was quite good, especially her breasts, which were truly voluptuous. She also liked to wear tight-fitting tops, giving the impression that they were about to burst out.
I was the class's Youth League Secretary from the very beginning of my freshman year. Because in the second semester of freshman year, the class monitor resigned, and the other class officers didn't do anything, so I basically took care of all the class affairs, big and small. Plus, I was one of the student council officers, so this... When the instructor first arrived, she valued me highly, always consulting me on work matters. We gradually became quite familiar. However, at the time, I had absolutely no romantic feelings for her; later, she became my casual sex partner—a completely unexpected outcome.
On my way back to my bedroom, I suddenly realized my keys were missing. After thinking it over with my friend, we figured I'd left them in the instructor's dorm. So my friend went back to his bedroom first, and I went back to the instructor's dorm.
When I got to her door, I knocked and heard her anxious voice say, "Wait a minute." I felt a little strange. Then, after a few minutes, she opened the door, already changed into her pajamas, her face flushed. I assumed she had just showered, so I didn't ask any more questions. I just said that her key was missing and might have fallen into the bathroom, so I came to look for it. She said "Oh," and added that she didn't seem to have seen it while cleaning, and told me to look for it myself. Then she lay down on the bed and started playing with her notebook. Because we were quite familiar with each other, I didn't mind her actions. After searching around the wardrobe, I finally found the key in the corner behind the wardrobe. I... As I breathed a sigh of relief and got up to leave, I suddenly realized that because I was behind her on the bed, and she was wearing a short-sleeved nightgown, from my angle I could see a bit of her buttocks peeking out from under the loose shorts, and the marks left by her two large breasts from lying on the bed. This exposed scene made me realize that this instructor also had a girl about my age. I pretended not to find anything and continued to rummage around, but my eyes kept glancing at that spring-like scene, and my crotch... It was already erect. I suddenly thought, since there's someone in this Lou Langling's quarters, and she's not wary of me now, why don't I take advantage of the situation and force myself on her? Knowing her as I do, she shouldn't dare tell anyone afterward. Thinking this, I stood up and said, "Oh, finally found it! It fell into the corner." She didn't turn her head, just smiled and said, "Good thing I found it." I picked up a clothesline that was lying nearby and slowly approached her. She was still intently browsing the web, completely oblivious to what was happening. I pounced on her, pinning her down. She cried out, "What are you doing!" I knew there were people around, but disturbing others would be troublesome. So, while holding her down to prevent her from moving, I ripped a towel from the bedside table and stuffed it into her mouth, simultaneously binding her hands tightly behind her back with rope. After that, I turned her over. Her first reaction was to raise her leg to kick my groin, but luckily I reacted quickly, grabbing her thigh and then stroking her... She looked at me in shock, her face filled with disbelief. Of course, I hadn't expected to do this at first. But it was too late; I wouldn't be a man if I didn't. I yanked up her shirt, and immediately two enormous breasts came into view. I lewdly chuckled, "You're not even wearing a bra!" I immediately pounced on her, biting and nibbling, not stopping myself, grabbing her other breast and kneading it. While sucking on her nipple, I said, "Teacher, look, your breasts are so big, even without a bra..." "What a waste that you're letting me caress you. Today I'll comfort you properly." She struggled fiercely, but how could she possibly be a match for a big man like me? I continued licking her breasts (to be honest, these breasts were arguably the best part of her body, I couldn't get enough of them). I deftly pulled down her pajama bottoms, and immediately pressed one hand against her vulva and started touching it.
As soon as I inserted my fingers into her vulva, I found that it was already soaking wet. I laughed and said, "So you're this lewd, huh? I've only touched it a little bit..." "You're already this wet," she shook her head and continued to struggle. I probed inside her vagina with my finger, then realized something was wrong. After all, I had forced myself on her; even if she was very sensitive, she shouldn't be this wet. Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered her flushed face when I knocked on the door, and how she didn't open it for several minutes. I immediately realized that she must have been masturbating before I came in! But then I thought, just like how we guys need to watch porn or read erotic novels to easily get an erection. So she must have been looking at some kind of device just now. Thinking this, I looked at the laptop on the bedside table, as if discovering a new continent. I deliberately lowered my head and nibbled on her earlobe, saying while licking, "Teacher, were you masturbating before I came in? Otherwise, why would your lower body be so wet? Let me see your computer now; there must be some interesting content." Hearing this, she shook her head vigorously, trying desperately to get away from me, which only solidified my idea. I straddled her... I pinned her down on my waist and started operating the computer. I knew girls weren't very tech-savvy; they wouldn't know how to hide files or clear traces like we do. So, I easily found the AV she had just opened in the recently opened files list in the Start Menu! I laughed out loud. "Teacher, you actually watch AV? Want me to recommend a website?" But I wondered what kind of backlash my classmates would have if I filmed this and told everyone. Then I looked at her again; her face was... Her face was ashen, her expression one of utter despair. I knew I had psychologically broken down her defenses, but that wasn't enough; I needed to subdue her even more psychologically.
I removed the towel from her mouth. After being choked for a while, she finally gasped for breath, then coughed violently. After a moment, she looked at me blankly and said, "What do you want?" I touched her face, leering, "I'm a normal man, and you're a normal woman. Tell me, what do I want?" She angrily dodged my hand, turning her face away, and said... "I never imagined you were this kind of person! I was so wrong about you, you beast! You animal!" I leaned down and kissed her face, saying, "Since even a teacher can watch porn and masturbate in his room, how can a normal man like me not be attracted to you dressed so provocatively? Besides, you're so alluring." With that, I suddenly turned her face and kissed her lips heavily. Caught off guard, she forced her teeth open. I knew kissing could easily make a woman lose her senses, so I didn't miss the opportunity, pressing her head down with both hands. Let her move around, my tongue swirling and intertwining with hers in her mouth. We kissed for about five minutes, and I felt her body gradually soften, her eyes starting to glaze over. I released her and asked, "Was that good?" She was probably breathless from the long kiss, and was about to answer when I lowered my head and kissed her again. This time I knew I didn't need to hold her head down, so I began to roam over her body, my fingers exploring the already damp area.
While continuing my long kisses, I focused all my attention on my fingers, moving in and out of her vagina. After a while, I felt her body jerk violently, and her juices gushed out—she had reached orgasm. I temporarily released her, watching her momentarily dazed after her climax. As she was about to regain her senses, I bent down and began licking her vagina. She let out a cute "ah," and her thighs immediately clamped around my head. I grinned lewdly, parted her legs, and nimbly licked her vaginal opening, swallowing large gulps of her love juices—it felt wonderful. After licking for a while, when I looked up at her, her eyes were completely different, her face flushed with a captivating blush. I kneaded her breasts, pinching her nipples with my fingers and gently twisting them, while asking, "Teacher, is it good?" She didn't answer, but instead wrapped her arms around my neck and rubbed her thighs against my waist. I knew I had finally aroused her desire, so I immediately took off my clothes, and my long-awaited little brother was finally freed, proudly displaying its size. The instructor saw my penis, gasped, and turned away in embarrassment. I laughed and said, "What are you shy about at this point? Let me make you feel heaven!" With that, I thrust in, but just before reaching the entrance, I suddenly changed my mind, only inserting the head a tiny bit before pulling it out, rubbing it back and forth at the entrance. She was probably unsatisfied with this, writhing restlessly, but strangely hesitant to ask. I leaned down and kissed her face, saying, "Do you want me to go inside? If you do, just say so." She bit her lip tightly, remaining silent. I continued rubbing my penis against her nipples, then moved to her breasts, kneading them as I said, "Say it, if you say so, I'll give it to you right away." She blushed and remained silent for a long time, finally saying in a barely audible voice, "Please, please go inside." I deliberately said, "Huh? What? Your voice is so soft, I can't hear you." She immediately turned around, glared at me fiercely, and said, "I accept being in your hands, now hurry up and put it in!" I was overjoyed and immediately thrust into her flower core. The emptiness she had been waiting for was finally filled by me, and she was so overjoyed that she almost passed out, letting out a series of moans. I first thrust hard (a few times) to fully arouse her feelings, then I put my back under her armpits, hugged her, and put my mouth on her earlobe, starting to thrust nine times shallow and one time deep.
For the next hour, I vented my desires on the instructor's body, even letting her squeeze her breasts together for a breastjob. The instructor was also brought to orgasm twice by me. I made a phone call to the person in the bedroom and said that after spending the night in the internet cafe, I had sex with the instructor again, and then I fell into a deep sleep with her in my arms.
From then on, whenever I had free time, I would go to the instructor's dormitory. We made love passionately. This relationship continued until I graduated. Knowing that a long-distance relationship after graduation was impossible, my advisor didn't ask for anything. During our last time together, she even gave me oral sex, something she usually refused. Two years after graduation, I heard she had found a boyfriend and gotten married. Knowing I shouldn't disturb her life, I didn't attend her wedding, only having a classmate deliver a generous red envelope. However, sometimes in moments of boredom, I would think of my advisor's body and recall the passionate nights we spent together.

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