Shot the teacher in the face

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My home is in Dongping, next to Yinshan Town, next to the Yinyue Hotel. 2013 was our sixth year here. Before that, my childhood friend and I liked to play with the girls in the village.
But because Huang Dewu always liked to date girls over 28, it annoyed me a lot. So I moved away after that and stopped chatting with him on WeChat. We're used to it; he's too mature, even though our average age is just over 30, haha.
I'm quite handsome, 170cm tall, with a striking face, a unique hairstyle, a cheerful appearance, and an outgoing personality.
I used to like my junior high school English teacher. I was in my third year of junior high school, and English classes were offered in the curriculum.
As everyone knows, those who learn foreign languages tend to be quite trendy, and there are very few female English teachers.
My English teacher back then was a woman. She wasn't very tall, had a long face, long hair tied in two braids, fair skin, and a kind heart. She was already in her thirties at the time, and it was said that she had been transferred from Xinfadi.
I find women who have never had children very attractive, especially when they wear skirts, shiny black stockings, and sometimes bare thighs—they're incredibly sexy.
I always felt that her outfit made her look much more glamorous and beautiful than the female classmates around her. Even the prettiest girl in the school looked quite shabby compared to her stockings.
It must have been the fifth month of the year, and it was another English class. The English teacher was so beautiful in my eyes, because in the countryside, unlike in the city, the difference is huge, and information is very limited.
As a boy, my sexual awareness awakened uncontrollably as I grew older.
The desire for women's bodies has reached an unparalleled level, but unfortunately, there has never been any technical guidance, so it can only remain at the level of instinctive consciousness.
Just as I was wondering what to do... my English teacher suddenly came over, pinched my thigh, and asked, "What are you looking at?" Even her voice is so pleasant to hear, so the pinch wasn't for nothing, haha.
"I..." My answer stunned the teacher. From her expression, I knew she was shy. No matter how strict she was, she was still a woman, a woman I could manipulate. I said to her, "Teacher, your stockings are so pretty." Then, I was made to stand for the entire class... Soon it was the final exam. I got 11 points in English and was called to the office by the teacher. She asked me how I could be last in the whole grade. I passed Chinese and Math, but my English was so bad, and a whole bunch of other questions. After thinking for a long time, I lowered my head and said, "I really don't know how. Nobody teaches me English."
The English teacher said, "Then I'll teach you. You must study hard and grow up to be successful, okay?" I nodded vigorously.
One day after chemistry class, I handed over a text I had just written to Mr. Li and asked him to give me some pointers and revisions.
I happened to be passing by my English teacher's office, so I knocked on the door and went inside. No one was there. On the sofa were several plastic boxes. I went closer and saw that one of them contained stockings and a bra. Without thinking, I picked it up and brought it to my nose to smell it. Wow, it had a unique scent, like my mother's… "Ah!!!" I screamed, startled awake. Turning around, I saw my English teacher. I froze. She lowered her head, blushing. I quickly hid the bra behind my back and took small steps towards her, saying, "You're back!" She asked, "What are you holding?" "I…I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
The English teacher looked up at me from behind. I don't know where I got the courage, but I kissed her on the cheek. Just as I was about to stick out my tongue, she pushed me away and then slapped me. I was stunned and fell onto the sofa. The English teacher stared with her big, watery eyes and burst out laughing.
I looked at her strangely, wondering what to do next. Would she tell my mom? Just then, the English teacher said, "Silly child, what are you doing here?" I said, "I just happened to be passing by. I can't understand my English book, so I wanted to ask you."
The teacher said, "Let me give you some extra lessons now. Come and sit down."
I got up and walked timidly to the English teacher, saying, "I'll just stand here."
The English teacher started explaining to me, but my mind wasn't on the textbook. I had never looked at my English teacher so closely before: her bleached straight hair, fair skin, full, perky buttocks, and small, beautiful feet. I quietly watched her, keeping my breathing as soft as possible. To my right was the wall, and to my left was the English teacher. Because I was standing, I could see her pink nipples and the shallow cleavage, and my little brother immediately got hard.
The English teacher asked me if I understood, and after repeatedly saying "yes," I suddenly reached my right hand inside her clothes from behind, covered her mouth with my own, and stuck my tongue inside. My left hand gripped her arms tightly, while my right hand quickly slid down to her thighs... "Ah..." I snapped back to reality with pain. I realized I was just fantasizing. The teacher pinched my arm, and it hurt so much. She said, "What are you thinking about? I'm explaining a problem to you, and you're just daydreaming."
I said, "What should I eat for lunch?" The teacher looked so fierce... oh no! I immediately knelt down on one knee in front of the teacher and started slapping her thigh, saying, "Teacher, thank you for your hard work. Please don't be angry. I was wrong."
The teacher's expression softened instantly. Seeing that this trick worked, I started hammering and kneading. At this moment, the teacher said to me, "I don't know what you've been thinking about all day. You don't study properly, sigh!" I smiled mischievously and said, "I will study hard, teacher. For your sake, I will definitely study English well!" The teacher immediately became serious: "Not for me, but for yourself!" I said, "Yes, yes, for myself, to live up to your good intentions, hehe."
As I was pinching... I squeezed my hand between the teacher's legs, gently kneading and secretly watching her expression. The teacher wasn't looking at me but was staring at her book. I suddenly became bolder and placed my hand near the middle of her legs to knead.
The teacher then squeezed her legs together. Seeing that she wasn't paying attention to me, I stood up, rubbed the inside of my thigh with one hand, and placed the other hand on her shoulder, saying, "Teacher, you must be tired. Let me give you a good massage."
The teacher said, "Your kneading feels quite comfortable. Have you learned it?" "I always let my mom do it, hehe."
I said, "Teacher, please lie down, otherwise I won't be able to massage properly!" The teacher walked to the sofa, took off her shoes, revealing her beautiful feet that I hadn't seen in a long time, and lay down. My plan was successful, haha. I started massaging her beautiful feet first, and then moved on to her left leg.
The teacher was wearing a skirt, not stockings today. Her skin was so smooth and felt wonderful to the touch. As I massaged her, I said, "Teacher, your skin is so beautiful! How do you take care of it?" She explained, but I didn't really hear a word she said. Then I moved to her inner thigh and tentatively asked, "Teacher, my mom says massaging this area has beauty benefits for women. Can I massage it?" She said, "Really? Try it!" While massaging, I subtly pushed her skirt up a little, revealing her light blue underwear. A surge of desire welled up inside me, and I changed my massage technique to kneading, reaching directly to her genitals and gently kneading.
I glanced at the teacher's expression and noticed that her eyes were closed, as if she was about to fall asleep. After about three minutes of rubbing, a wet liquid stuck to my hand.
I asked the teacher what this was, but the teacher didn't answer me. It seemed like the teacher had fallen asleep, but the teacher's rapid breathing told me that the teacher was actually not asleep.
Seeing that the teacher didn't answer me, I reached my hand directly into her underwear from one side. I only had two fingers, and they wouldn't go in no matter what I did. I spread the teacher's legs wider and put my hand back in the spot where the liquid had been. Again, only two fingers, and with a forceful push, they actually went in.
"Ah..." the teacher exclaimed, startling me.
Just as I was about to take my hand out, I looked at the teacher and saw that she still hadn't opened her eyes, so I relaxed and started moving my hand back and forth.
A moment later, the teacher trembled all over and said, "No, no!" But I knew that the teacher did not really want me to take my hand out, so I continued to move until the teacher's breathing gradually calmed down and her body stopped trembling, and then I took my hand out.
The teacher still didn't open her eyes, so I quickly took off my shorts, boldly walked up to her chest, touched her breasts, and put my penis near her closed mouth. I said, "Teacher, open your mouth."
Just as the teacher was about to say what to do, I suddenly shoved my penis into her mouth. At that moment, the teacher's eyes widened as she tried to pull her head out of my penis. I said to the teacher, "Teacher, I like you. Don't move. Just let me have some pleasure."
The teacher suddenly bit my penis, and I slapped her across the face in pain. Tears instantly streamed down the teacher's face. I still didn't pull out my penis, but instead thrust it all the way in. Forty seconds later, I ejaculated, spraying my English teacher's face with semen... I was very happy that day because it was my last day of purity.

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