Mr. Liu's miniskirt

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I experienced sexual urges in elementary school, and these feelings intensified in high school. However, I was a shy boy, without girlfriends, and always felt my female classmates weren't sexy enough. So I could only secretly masturbate by reading erotic novels or looking at pictures of female celebrities in magazines—it was so unsatisfying… In my

second year of high school, a new English teacher was transferred from another city. She was a top-level foreign language teacher, supposedly personally recruited by our school's director of studies to help improve our class's English. Her husband was also a director of a middle school's teaching and research office in another region, an honest man, and originally a close associate of our school's director of studies.

This female teacher was named Liu Can, and although she was over thirty, she… She had never had children and was a standard beauty (young married woman), always dressed in well-fitting suits that accentuated her full breasts. The boys in our class often secretly used her as a subject for masturbation, and I fantasized about fucking her cunt hard with my virgin penis.

One Friday afternoon, during the last foreign language tutoring session, Liu Can came to our literature classroom. Today she looked particularly radiant (as if she had taken a shower at noon) and was dressed very sexily: she wore a white, semi-transparent silk blouse over a light blue, shimmering, tight-fitting suit jacket, but... Even so, it couldn't conceal her enormous, almost bursting breasts. She wore a black silk mini-skirt, the hem above her knees, with a slit on one side reaching her upper thigh. Her beautiful legs were encased in flesh-colored sheer stockings that reached her upper thighs, along with a pair of beautiful black high heels… Just thinking about it made my penis hard, and I desperately wanted to fuck her right then and there…

Time flew by too quickly; before I could finish fantasizing, class was over. I stared at Liu Can's retreating figure, my penis throbbing unbearably. I decided to take a "groundbreaking" action today…
It was past six in the evening, and the autumn sky was tinged with the glow of sunset. The students and teachers had all gone home, but I noticed the desk lamp in Teacher Fang's office was still on. Liu Can must be grading papers, since she usually lives alone and only goes home to reunite with her husband once a month. So, I deliberately took some English test papers and went to Liu Can's office...

The door was closed, and even the curtains were drawn, which was typical of Liu Can. Just as I mustered up my courage and was about to knock, I heard a man and a woman talking quietly. I found it strange, because there happened to be a corner of the window that wasn't closed. So I looked through the crack in the window.

"Good heavens!" I exclaimed in shock. A man in his forties was hugging Liu Can from behind, one hand pulling off her suit jacket, the other reaching under the slit of her skirt... "Damn it, that old man is the dean of students!" My head spun. Just as I was about to rush in to "rescue" my teacher, I heard Liu Can's voice:

"Director, no, I have a husband." Her voice sounded very sweet. "Hehe, your husband isn't here, so as your superior, I should at least show some concern for you, beautiful lady, hehe..." The director threw the teacher's suit jacket on the chair and began to fondle her breasts through her silk shirt, while his other hand lifted her skirt to her waist, revealing her snow-white, full buttocks...

"No, people will see." The teacher didn't resist; instead, she cooperated by twisting her body. "You, what are you afraid of? Everyone else has gone to eat their weekend dinner. The director knows you must be 'hungry' too, so he came to feed your pussy, hehe..." "Director, you're so mean, knowing her husband isn't here, you still bully her..." "Hehe... Even if your husband were here, I wouldn't be afraid. Your husband still relies on me to back him up... Hehe, little beauty, if I hadn't gone to great lengths to transfer you here, how could I, the director, have so easily warmed your pussy?"

“Director, don’t even mention it, I’m too embarrassed to even ask…” the teacher continued to seduce. “Hehe, little beauty, don’t be shy,” look, look, your juices are already overflowing, and you’re still shy, you little slut…

The director rubbed her even more vigorously, the teacher’s juices soaked her black, transparent silk lace panties, and flowed down her thighs, staining the director’s hands…
"You're such a slut! Seeing how serious and unassuming you are, I thought you'd be hard to get, but you're so obedient. Today, I, the director, am going to 'reward' your cunt properly..."

The director's bestiality erupted; he was no longer the usual director. The teacher succumbed to his lewd power, becoming a complete whore.

The director turned the teacher around, pulled her onto his hips, and made her lean against them. Then, he quickly stripped off his clothes, revealing a long, black, thick penis that sprang out—a full twenty centimeters long.

"Oh, the pubic hair around your vulva is so neat and beautiful, do you comb it every day? Your vulva is so pink and tender, and your penis is so well-developed. You want to lead men again... Hehe, then let my big meat stick enjoy it first..." The director's words became increasingly vulgar.

Afterwards, the director smugly threw three thousand yuan to Liu Can as a reward for having sex with him. The teacher, also forced by the director's power and loneliness, often had affairs with the director. In the future, the director was not as "fierce" as the first time when having sex with the teacher. In the evenings, you could often hear the sounds of their lovemaking on campus, sounds that only the director, Liu Can, and I could hear.
A month later, the director had to go to Beijing for a year of "national education training." The responsibility of accompanying the teacher for sex fell to me.
"No, I'm afraid of pain... Oh..." The director didn't care, his thick penis mercilessly plunging into the teacher's private parts, all the way to the hilt. If it weren't for the overflowing lubrication of the teacher's vagina, the teacher would have fainted from the pain.
The teacher was startled, "Director, yours is so big and long..." Actually, the teacher didn't like black penises, because it meant the director had slept with more than one woman, and it was hard to see and unhygienic. "Yours... is so big, my little sister is so small, how can she handle it? I haven't been with other men yet..." The teacher pretended to be innocent and used her hands to cover her private parts. Director Hearing this, he became even more excited, his large penis turning purple. "Don't be afraid, my beauty... Hehe, a big penis fucking a tender little cunt is what feels good! I can't believe you, this slut, have never been fucked by a man other than your husband. Today I'm going to fuck your cunt until you're completely turned on, you won't even have time to scream in pleasure..." As he spoke, the director pressed down on the teacher's body. Of course, the director's hands wouldn't be idle; while lifting the silk shirt, he pulled the teacher's panties down to the side of her thighs... The teacher's pink, dripping, wet cunt was completely exposed. Thanks to the director, I finally saw the tender cunt I had desired but could not fuck for so many years—the teacher's slutty cunt.

"Oh, oh, Director, I can't take it anymore, Director... you're going to tear my little hole apart, oh..." the teacher begged for mercy in pain. The director, as if his conscience had been awakened, stopped. "Now you know how powerful I am, much better than your limp husband... hehe, tell the director what we're doing..." "Director, please spare me, I'm too embarrassed to say!" The director resumed his forceful actions. "Oh, the director is caring for me... oh..." "No." "Oh, the director is on my tongue..." "No." "The director kept thrusting hard." Is the director making love to me? ... "Making love? You filthy bitch, letting me do this behind your husband's back and still acting so polite, you slut, you should say it like this: 'The director is fucking my little cunt with his big cock, my cunt loves being fucked by men, I'm a big slut...' "The teacher completely gave up his self-esteem, anyway, he's already been fucked, one is fucking, ten is fucking... "The director is fucking my little cunt with his big cock, my cunt loves being fucked by men, I'm a big slut... " The teacher echoed.

The director's lust was completely satisfied. "Damn it, I've slept with plenty of women, even virgins, but nothing compares to your cunt. It's so tight, I'll fuck you until you're loose, fuck you to death... You stinking bitch, you big slut, you love being fucked so much... You cheap cunt, you rotten cunt, I'm going to fuck you to death, fuck your tender cunt until it's calloused, so you'll be a slut again, so you'll buy sex again..." The director thrust like a madman, and with a "whoosh," collapsed onto the teacher, countless drops of filthy semen flowing deep into the teacher's womb. At this moment, the teacher suffered more than just the director's pig-like body.

Two weeks after the director went to Beijing, on a Friday afternoon, I deliberately prepared some English problems to go to Liu Can's office, but Liu Can made excuses, saying that if I was free, I should come to her bedroom that night. I was overjoyed; the opportunity had finally arrived.

I took a shower first, especially washing my penis thoroughly. I also bought a small bottle of Indian herbal oil at the pharmacy. It was my first time having sex with a woman, and I was afraid I would be too impulsive. I also knew I couldn't lose to the experienced director, otherwise, I would never be able to fuck my teacher's tender pussy again. It was 6:30, and I hurried to my teacher's place.

The teacher's door was open, and she was sitting at her desk grading papers. "Liu Can," I called out politely, closing the door behind me. "Oh, you're here. Come and sit down..." Liu Can called for me to sit on the bed. "Sit here!" Liu Can patted the empty seat next to her, as if she could see my shyness. I

was so happy, the first time I was so close to the beautiful teacher I had been dreaming of. The teacher had short hair, with the roots slightly sticking out. She wore a silver-gray silk shirt that was thin and tightly wrapped around her two large, alluring breasts. The silk bra that the shirt could only cover half of her breasts was clearly visible. The teacher was wearing a short skirt of the same material and color, sitting on the bed. The skirt was very tight and short, and the slit almost revealed her underwear. She wore light gray sheer stockings and silver-gray high heels, looking like she was going out to meet someone.

"Teacher, are you going out…?" I panicked. Was my trip going to be ruined? Perhaps because we were so close, the teacher's fingers touched my penis. "Oh, you little devil…" the teacher deliberately exclaimed. I suddenly felt incredibly embarrassed, my head spun, and I hurriedly covered my penis with both hands. "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm so sorry…" "Don't think like that, you can't do that, the teacher is very strict…" the teacher pretended to be serious. "Teacher, I'm sorry, you are just too beautiful and sexy. Whenever you and the head teacher are having sex, I…" I realized I had let something slip.

"What?" The teacher suddenly became very serious. "You saw everything?" "Teacher, I didn't mean to, I won't tell anyone..." After the teacher's repeated questioning, I told her everything.

The teacher was, after all, an experienced woman who knew how to handle things. Besides, dealing with an eighteen or nineteen-year-old high school student who was crazy about her, silencing him wouldn't be difficult. At worst, she could sleep with him for a while, and besides, she was an older woman taking advantage of a younger man—a sure win.

"Since you already know, I won't hide it from you anymore. I didn't want to do this, but I had my difficulties... This is a secret between you and me. Since you love me so much, as long as you keep this secret for me, I'll agree to anything." The teacher pleaded earnestly.
"Damn, I can't believe your pussy is still so tight after all these years of being fucked by your husband, haha, so comfortable... Your husband is such a wimp, he can't even handle his own wife's pussy properly. He's so weak, he can't even handle his wife's pussy properly." What is the meaning of this text? It appears to be a random string of characters and symbols, possibly a corrupted or garbled message. A direct translation is not possible without further context or clarification.
"Teacher, I swear to God, I will keep this a secret... Teacher, what kind of underwear do you wear?" I began to ask. "Want to see? If you want, come and get it yourself..." The teacher slowly half-reclined on the bed. I started to lose my humility, squatting between the teacher's parted legs, one hand rolling up the teacher's short skirt, the other stroking the teacher's beautiful legs covered in sheer stockings. This was the first time I had been so close to a woman, and the feeling was both intense and exciting. It's indescribable.

I finally saw my teacher's underwear, exactly the style I'd been longing for (I often saw a pair of panties hanging on my teacher's clothes rack that made me, no, made many men think of this): the front was a layer of sheer lace, the rest was made of pure white, shiny silk, smooth to the touch, and on my teacher, it looked both innocent and alluring. Through the panties, I started to rub my teacher's vulva, while my other hand moved upwards, slipping inside her shirt and kneading her breasts.

"Oh, no, teacher, it's so itchy..." The teacher twisted her body, cooperating with my movements. Soon, the teacher's juices soaked through her panties, making my fingers sticky. "Teacher, can I see your pussy?"

I dug deeper. "You little pervert, isn't touching me enough..." I shamelessly pulled the crotch of her panties to the side, revealing the teacher's love-scented vulva before me. "Teacher, your pubic hair is shaved... Teacher, you..." "Your pussy is so pink...it smells so good!" I started rambling. It's all the fault of that old, slovenly director, who deleted her pubic hair. He was so disgusting, so filthy! He was so filthy, so filthy! He was so filthy, so filthy! He was so filthy, so filthy! He was so filthy, so filthy! He was so filthy, so filthy! The teacher's pussy
has definitely never been touched by anyone, those filthy men... How could brute force know the pleasure of "playing the flute on jade"? So I decided to let my teacher experience unprecedented pleasure (this was something I learned from my textbook!).

While licking my teacher's clitoris, I gently teased her tender vulva with my fingers. I also occasionally rubbed her breasts with varying pressure. "Oh, oh... so good, oh, mmm, mmm, I'm going to die, hurry, come in, oh..." My teacher's eyes were filled with lust, how could she resist my three-pronged attack? She cried and begged for the comfort of my big, thick penis. Comforting. Although I desperately wanted to poke the teacher's pussy right then and there, I silently licked it to completely subdue her. "Oh, oh, sister can't take it anymore, sister is dying,... oh, don't torture sister anymore, oh, quickly fuck sister's pussy, quick, sister is going to cum, cum, oh, oh..."

Accompanied by a series of cries of pleasure reaching their peak, a thick stream of love juice with a feminine scent gushed from the teacher's pussy. I blocked this spring with my mouth, not wanting to waste a single drop.

"Mmm, mmm, you little pervert, you're even better than an adult! You've made me so happy, it's amazing!" I continued licking the nectar. I never imagined that I, an inexperienced woman, could bring a stunningly beautiful young woman to orgasm with just my penis. "Wife, do you want more? My big cock is so hard, let it kiss your pussy too." "No, no, I just lost my virginity, and now you want more... I'm done." the teacher pleaded.

I didn't care about anything else, I quickly stripped naked, then took out the magic oil and sprayed it on my big cock (it immediately felt numb like an iron rod). "Wow, you're so bad, using this, your cock is so big and red, you're going to fuck me to death, my little hole... I can't take it anymore..." Without arguing, I lifted the teacher's legs, first dipped the head of my penis in the teacher's vaginal fluid, and then with a "plop" I inserted it into the teacher's little hole.

"So tight!" Even though the teacher's pussy had been fucked by the director countless times, because she had never given birth, it still felt incredibly tight. "Wife, your pussy is amazing, so tight and wet, no wonder the director never gets tired of fucking you... truly a 'top-quality pussy'!" I praised the teacher, using the Japanese praise for a woman's "famous vagina" from a book. "Little husband, your cock is so big and full, it fills my pussy completely, hurry, hurry, 'fuck my pussy'!" the teacher moaned.

I thrust in and out, sometimes shallow and sometimes deep, sometimes with my left thumb, making the teacher scream in agony. "Oh, oh, I'm going to die... Little husband, you're so amazing, your cock is so powerful... Faster, faster, husband, fuck my pussy, fuck me to death. Pierce me... Oh, oh... Good husband, my pussy is going to be fucked to death by you, oh, oh, good husband, I'm going to lose it again... Oh, oh... I'm going to lose it, I'm going to lose it again... Fuck me, fuck me, oh, oh..." And I also rambled on and on, "Wife, you're so beautiful, your breasts are so big, so sexy... Your pussy is so tender and tight, it feels so good to fuck you... I'm going to die of pleasure... I want your tits, I want your slutty pussy, I want your wet hole... Fuck you to death, fuck you, fuck you to death..."

I tried my best five or six hundred times. Finally, I "offered" the teacher to heaven again, but because of the effect of the magic oil, I was still extremely powerful. For a wet hole like the teacher's, I could fuck her three or five times in one go without a problem. So I thought of an even more exciting way, to open the teacher's back door.
I turned the exhausted teacher over, lifting her snow-white, full buttocks, and then untied the two straps of her soaked, silvery-white silk panties, revealing her anus to me. "What a beautiful daisy," I couldn't help but exclaim. "My dear wife, let me play with your chrysanthemum, okay?" "Husband, you're driving me crazy! Don't...!" "Wife, your anus is so small and beautiful, it must never have been penetrated by a man before, right? Let me deflower you." The teacher weakly twisted her lower body, trying to escape, but the more she twisted, the more alluring her anus became, and my desire to fuck her grew stronger.

I pressed down hard on the teacher's buttocks, first lubricating her anus with the remaining love fluid from her vagina, then, with the head of my penis against her anus, I gently slipped inside. "Wife, don't be afraid, I'll be gentle... The Japanese love to play with anuses, relax..."

Even so, the teacher still writhed in pain, but unconsciously cooperated with my thrusting. "Teacher, your back door is so tight, your anus is so tender, it feels even better than vaginal penetration, teacher, you're so good, letting me play with your pussy, and letting me play with your anus..." At this moment, the teacher no longer felt the original pain, "Husband, you're so good at playing, I'm almost driven to death by you, hurry up, hold me tight..." The teacher twisted her body like a prostitute, and cried out in pleasure. The moment of climax had arrived. I didn't care about the teacher anymore. I pressed my hands against the teacher's plump buttocks and thrust with all my might. "Teacher, you're so tight... Your anus is so tender, I feel so good... I want you, I want your cunt, I want your wet hole... I'll fuck you to death, fuck you, fuck you until you're exhausted... Ouch..." Suddenly, my ejaculation gate loosened, and like a dam bursting after a flood, a torrent of turbid semen surged into the teacher's anus, spraying all the way to his rectum for a full thirty seconds. At this moment, the teacher, with his last bit of strength, also lost his virginity for the third time. I collapsed wearily onto the teacher, who was like a dead man, for a long, long time...

From that moment on, I became the third man in the teacher's life. Every weekend, I would have a passionate encounter with him. A year later, the dean of students returned, and I was admitted to a university in Shanghai. The head of the teaching department continued his affair with Liu Can as before, and Liu Can, under my tutelage for over a year, became a sex expert, making the formidable head of the teaching department tremble with fear, and was soon promoted.

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