The story with the teacher's wife

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The story with my teacher's wife:
That year, I was still in high school in the county town. I heard that a new English teacher had been transferred there.

However, what caught our attention wasn't the English teacher himself, but his beautiful wife, our teacher's wife.

The first time I saw her, I was captivated by her mature and voluptuous figure.

I always felt that she looked familiar; it turned out she looked a lot like Wang Xuechun, the host of CCTV's "Zhengda Variety Show."

However, she was a bit taller and fuller than Wang Xuechun.

In short, my first impression of my teacher's wife was wonderful, and she became my long-term companion for fantasies and masturbation.

Later, I learned that she worked as a tour guide at a travel agency and already had a six-year-old son. I never expected that she would still have such a perfect figure after having a child.

At that time, I often thought how wonderful it would be to make love with my teacher's wife. I would frantically ravage her full buttocks and soft breasts, gently licking her rosy nipples, and thrusting into her vagina amidst her soft moans.

Every time I thought of this, my penis would throb painfully.

It was truly a stroke of luck that this opportunity finally came.

When I was in high school, I enjoyed sports. I was often seen on the school basketball and soccer fields. My favorite sport during that period was ice skating, though I wasn't very good; I was still a beginner and often fell.

That day after school, I went to the school's ice rink to practice skating. Suddenly, two people, one big and one small, rushed towards me from the side and crashed into me. The impact was so strong that I fell flat on my face.

I got up,

but the curse that was about to escape my lips was swallowed back by the sight of my teacher's wife's beautiful face. It turned out she was teaching her son to ice skate.

My teacher's wife blushed and repeatedly said, "I'm sorry."

When I realized the person who bumped into me was my teacher's wife, the person I longed for, my anger vanished completely. I even wished her voluptuous body would bump into me again.

(Hehe, but her son is an exception; I've never been one to extend my affections to everything related to someone I love.) Today, my teacher's wife was wearing tight jeans that accentuated her full hips, paired with a tight turtleneck sweater that highlighted her two bowl-shaped breasts.

This sexy outfit made my penis involuntarily erect again.

I've always thought my teacher's wife was not only beautiful but also very stylish; she always dressed so maturely and sexily whenever I saw her.

My teacher's wife clearly felt the heat in my gaze; the blush on her face hadn't faded, but it turned even redder.

She tugged at the little boy beside her and said, "Quickly apologize to your brother."

It was only then that I realized what was happening and quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Teacher's wife, you like ice skating too?"

She seemed a little embarrassed when I called her "teacher's wife. "

But after learning I was a student in her husband's class, her attitude towards me became noticeably warmer.

So I took the little boy's hand and invited them to skate together.

After skating for a while, the little boy said he was tired, so we skated to a nearby chair and sat down.

After chatting for a while, I volunteered to teach my teacher's wife how to skate backwards. She was probably new to skating and quite enthusiastic, so she readily agreed.

Holding her soft, delicate hand, I was surprisingly excited, my palms sweating.

She didn't notice anything amiss and continued practicing backwards with me diligently.

When we reached a turn, I pretended to trip over something and fell to the ground. She naturally fell into my arms as well. I instinctively wrapped my arms around her, my hands landing on her full breasts. I gently rubbed them; perhaps because she had given birth, her breasts weren't very firm, feeling soft and comfortable to the touch, and I could even feel her nipples.

My penis, uncharacteristically, hardened again, pressing against her round buttocks.

I couldn't help but thrust forward. Because she was wearing jeans, her buttocks didn't feel soft against my skin.

But I was still very excited.

My teacher's wife clearly felt the change in me; her face flushed again, this time even her ears turned red.

She turned around and gave me a disapproving look.

I was incredibly nervous, terrified that my teacher's wife would get angry. I quickly scrambled to my feet and pulled her up with me. She

didn't say anything after standing up, nor did she pull her small hand away from mine; her face was just flushed.

I thought she looked so alluring.

My courage grew again, and I continued skating forward with her. I gently pulled her closer to me, so we were pressed together.

Then I released her hand and tentatively placed my right hand on her waist.

She didn't resist; she just glanced around.

I knew she was afraid of being seen.

Actually, the skating rink was crowded, everyone focused on skating, and no one noticed us.

Even if they did, they'd assume I was just helping her teach her to skate.

Her son was also having a great time playing with a little girl nearby, completely unaware that his mother and I were embracing.

I tightened my grip, and now we were pressed tightly together.

I turned my head and whispered in her ear, "Teacher's wife, I've noticed you for a long time. I've liked you since the first moment I saw you."

She didn't speak, just smiled.

I looked at her fair ear and gently licked her earlobe.

She couldn't help but tremble slightly. She

turned her head and gave me a sidelong glance.

I slowly moved my right hand from her waist to her high, round buttocks, gently stroking them back and forth. I slid forward while touching her buttocks, sometimes squeezing them hard.

During this time, she didn't say a word, but the blush on her face never faded.

I grew bolder and bolder, reaching out with my left hand to guide her left hand towards my erect penis. When her hand touched my erect penis, she reflexively pulled her hand back. I persistently placed her small hand on my erection again. This time she didn't pull her hand back, and my hand gently caressed her genitals. Even through my pants, I could still feel the softness and heat of her genitals.

As my hands intensified their movements, her body grew increasingly limp, almost completely leaning against me, occasionally punctuated by a low moan.

Just as I was about to unzip her jeans, she grabbed my hand and whispered, "Don't."

I looked at her face, and she looked at me; I knew she genuinely didn't want me to touch her any further.

I had no choice but to obediently continue caressing her through her jeans, and she softened, continuing to enjoy my touch.

I frequently stroked her genitals and buttocks, occasionally using the hand that touched her genitals to squeeze her full breasts. As I continued this caressing, I felt her body grow softer, her genitals hotter, and they twitched intermittently; I could feel her wetness even through her jeans.

She also occasionally squeezed my erect penis with her soft little hands.

We stroked each other like that until her son cried to go home, and we separated.

It was almost dark when I followed them out of the skating rink.

I knew it was my teacher's wife's husband tutoring us during evening self-study, so I walked up behind her and whispered in her ear, "Teacher's wife, can I come see you tonight?"

She turned around, looking at me in surprise.

"Teacher's wife, I really miss you, please give me a chance?"

I continued to plead.

She smiled charmingly, turned around, and walked away with the little boy.

Watching her graceful figure gradually disappear into the distance, I decided I had to risk it to meet her tonight.

To prepare for tonight's adventure, I decided to go home first, fill my stomach, and recharge for the challenge.

When I returned to the classroom after dinner, the bell rang for evening self-study.

After a while, our English teacher, Chen XX, entered the classroom carrying a bundle of test papers.

He said there would be an English test tonight, and after distributing the papers, he would sit on the podium and read.

Seeing Mr. Chen, I couldn't help but think of his beautiful wife. Was she waiting for me now? This thought made my heart flutter.

Looking around, everyone was diligently working on their problems.

But I had no interest in doing anything. Looking at the letter 'd' on the test paper, I couldn't help but think of his wife's high, rounded buttocks; seeing the letter 'b', I thought of her ample breasts.

More than ten minutes passed, and I still hadn't written a single word.

I went to the front of the classroom and said to Mr. Chen, who was engrossed in his book, "Teacher, I need to go to the toilet." (I thought, if he knew I was going to his wife, he definitely wouldn't allow me to go.) He nodded without even looking up.

I quickly slipped out of the classroom and ran towards his house.

His house was on the sixth floor. I ran up the stairs, taking three steps at a time. When I stood in front of his door, catching my breath, I didn't have the courage to knock. I really wanted to just turn around and go home.

(If I went back now, there would be no story. I think everyone except Teacher Chen would thank me, and everyone else would call me a coward, right?) Still reluctant to leave my lovely teacher's wife, I finally mustered the courage to knock on the door.

It took a while for the door to open. It was my teacher's wife who opened it. I stammered, "Teacher...wife...I...can I come in?"

She laughed and said, "You really dared to come? You're really audacious!"

"Who can blame me when your wife is so beautiful? To die under a peony is to die a romantic death."

I had calmed down now and joked with her.

She chuckled and asked, "Am I really that attractive to you?"

"More attractive than 135wyt.,"

I answered seriously.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

she asked.

"I don't care for anyone but you,"

I said, seizing the opportunity to flatter her.

She smiled and stepped aside.

I entered the house and took a closer look at my teacher's wife. She was still wearing the same sweater, but she had put on makeup and looked incredibly alluring.

She had changed into jeans; I guessed her old jeans were probably soaked with her own fluids.

I looked around but didn't see her son; I guessed he was probably asleep.

Sure enough, my teacher's wife said, "My Xiaowei is asleep. You can watch TV. I'll get you a cup of tea."

She then went into the kitchen, and I quickly followed. I saw her bending over, making tea, her high, round buttocks facing me.

I couldn't resist any longer. I went up and hugged her, gently rubbing my throbbing penis against her buttocks, while my hands frantically kneaded her soft breasts. My teacher's

wife groaned and stopped what she was doing.

I slipped my hand under her sweater, grabbing her breasts through her bra. She only struggled symbolically for a moment before letting me do as I pleased.

When I freed my teacher's wife's breasts from her bra, I found she had already put down the teapot.

Her hands were resting on the table.

The feeling of directly grasping her breasts was incomparable to caressing them through her clothes.

Perhaps because she had breastfed, her breasts weren't very firm, feeling soft to the touch. I kept pinching her nipples with my thumb and forefinger, gradually feeling them harden. My teacher's wife couldn't help but moan softly as my movements intensified.

I simply lifted her sweater and draped it over her head, then knelt under the table and began kissing her breasts.

My teacher's wife's breasts were large and white, with faintly visible bluish veins. The nipples, about the size of a fingertip, were dark red, standing proudly erect from the caresses.

I took turns sucking on her breasts, only to hear her making "Mmm...Mmm..." sounds from under her clothes.

I began to unbutton my teacher's wife's jeans. They were so tight that it took considerable effort to pull them down to her hips.

This revealed her sexy black panties, which clung tightly to her fair, plump buttocks, creating a striking contrast.

I pressed my hand against her genitals and found that her panties were already soaked with her own vaginal fluids. My teacher trembled with each movement.

Pulling her panties down further, I could only see the slit of her vulva because her legs were tightly closed.

I parted her labia majora; they were a purplish-red color and extremely wet, even the dark pubic hair above her vagina was glistening with vaginal fluid.

Her pubic hair wasn't very thick, but it was shiny black and evenly distributed above her vagina, making it look very sexy.

I wanted to separate her labia majora to examine them more closely, but her jeans were still tightly constricted under her hips, making it difficult to part them.

I then went behind my teacher's wife, grabbed her jeans, and pulled them down. This time, she cooperated quite readily, and soon her jeans and underwear were off her body.

Now, except for a sweater still covering her head, her entire body was completely exposed to my gaze.

Her snow-white, full body was dazzling under the light, and I couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "My teacher's wife is truly a natural beauty."

While admiring her, I felt a strong sense of jealousy towards Teacher Chen XX, because such a beautiful body had previously been his exclusive possession, and today I was determined to break his tyranny.

Thinking of this, I was unable to contain my excitement. I knelt down in front of my teacher's wife's genitals, parted her purplish-red labia majora with my hands, revealing her pink labia minora.

Above her blood-red vaginal opening, there was a small protrusion, smaller than a little finger; I knew that was the clitoris, the most sensitive area for a woman.

I touched it with my hand, and my teacher's wife couldn't help but let out a

"Ah ...

I knew my teacher's wife was also very excited, and I wanted to make her more comfortable, so I stuck out my tongue and gently licked her clitoris and vagina. Sometimes I even squeezed my tongue into her vaginal opening, rotating it back and forth. Her moans became more rapid.

While licking, I vigorously rubbed her snow-white buttocks with my hands. Soon, her vagina trembled continuously, her legs straightened, and even her raised buttocks trembled slightly. Suddenly, her vaginal opening opened, and a stream of slightly white liquid gushed out. I felt a salty, fishy substance flow into my mouth, and before I could react, it went down my throat. It turned out that my teacher's wife had reached her first orgasm.

I felt my penis throbbing painfully in my pants, so I quickly took off my clothes.

Holding my burning penis, I attacked my teacher's wife's vagina from behind. Because my teacher's wife secreted so much vaginal fluid, it was slippery, and my penis slid around on her vulva and buttocks, but I couldn't find the right spot.

The more anxious I became, the more chaotic my movements became, my penis thrusting back and forth on my teacher's wife's buttocks and vulva. My

teacher's wife, shrouded in a sweater

, let out soft "chuckles." She groped her way out, grasped my penis, and guided it towards her vaginal opening. When the head of my penis touched her vaginal opening, without her further instruction, I thrust my hips forward, and my large penis

slid in with a "plop. "

Although my teacher's wife had given birth, her vagina wasn't very spacious, tightly enveloping my penis, which felt warm and incredibly comfortable.

I moved my hips in and out, my penis making piston-like movements in and out of my teacher's wife's wet vagina.

I grew increasingly excited, my thrusts becoming more vigorous, until my teacher's wife's wetness overflowed, staining my lower abdomen and soaking even my pubic hair, which clung limply to my stomach. With each thrust, my lower abdomen slammed violently against her plump, white buttocks, producing a "slap...slap..."

sound.

Her large buttocks trembled with each impact.

As my penis withdrew, it brought out her two tender, red labia; as I thrust again, they entered her tender vagina along with my penis.

My teacher's wife also moved her large buttocks in rhythm with my thrusts.

Her vaginal fluids were so abundant that each forceful thrust squeezed out gushes of fluid, and each withdrawal brought out even more. Her fluids made our joined area slippery and sticky, so much so that when we parted our plump buttocks, I could clearly feel the stickiness of the fluids.

My teacher's wife couldn't help but moan "Eee...ee...ah...ah..."

incessantly, her vagina gripping my penis tightly. I was experiencing the ultimate pleasure, both visually and sensually, and couldn't help but let out

moans of "Ah...ah..."

I lay on her bare back, licking her snow-white skin with my tongue and vigorously kneading her breasts and nipples.

My penis, however, continued its relentless thrusting in and out of her vagina. Even now, I could hardly believe that the beautiful teacher's wife who had haunted my dreams was now begging for my pleasure.

I thrust into her vagina with all my might, and she cooperated fully.

The excitement grew stronger, my glans tingling; I knew I was about to ejaculate.

I took a deep breath, tightened my anus, and tried to control my urge to ejaculate.

After a while, I suddenly felt my teacher's wife's vaginal walls trembling slightly. I increased the intensity and depth of my penetration, and sure enough, after a violent tremor, she reached orgasm.

When her hot vaginal fluids drenched my glans, I couldn't hold back any longer.

I cried out, "Teacher's wife... I... I'm going to ejaculate too!"

My teacher's wife was startled and quickly sat up, saying, "Quick... pull it out, don't ejaculate inside."

Seeing her so anxious, I didn't want to go against her wishes, so I pulled out my penis.

As my penis withdrew from her vagina, it made a "pop"

sound.

My semen shot out in a parabolic arc, landing on my teacher's wife's snow-white back and large buttocks. Thick semen flowed down her snow-white buttocks like pure milk.

My teacher's wife also lay on the table, panting heavily.

I turned her around, holding her, and took off the sweater that was still covering her head, leaving us completely naked together.

My teacher's wife kept her large, alluring eyes tightly closed, the blush on her face not yet completely faded, her sexy red lips still trembling slightly, and her pretty face covered with a fine layer of sweat.

Now I understood that "drenched in fragrant sweat"

was exactly how to describe a woman at this moment.

My teacher's wife finally opened her eyes, and when her beautiful eyes looked at me, I asked, "Teacher's wife, did I make you feel good?"

Her face flushed again (I don't know why she blushes so easily, but honestly, she's especially attractive when she blushes). She reached out and grasped my soft (not Microsoft) penis, saying, "You're so young, where did you learn so many flirting techniques?"

"Teacher's wife, don't you know there are porn movies now?"

I said.

My teacher's wife then suddenly realized, saying, "Oh, I see. This is your first time, isn't it?"

I looked at her in surprise and said, "How did you know? Did I do something wrong?"

My teacher's wife smiled but didn't answer, only squeezing my penis hard with her small hand.

I hugged my teacher's wife's naked body tightly and whispered in her ear, "Teacher's wife, do you know? I've wanted to have sex with you for almost a year. Every night I think about making love to you, and I always masturbate with you in mind, otherwise I can't sleep at night."

Suddenly, my teacher's wife became aroused, hugging me tightly and inserting her tongue into my mouth. I greedily sucked on her fragrant tongue.

Provoked by her, my penis became erect again, hard against her soft lower abdomen.

My teacher's wife looked down at my erect penis, flicked it with her finger, and my penis bounced up and down, as if nodding in homage.

She gently led me by the hand and walked me to the living room.

In the living room, she had me sit on the sandpit, while she knelt in front of me, opening her red lips to take my swollen penis in.

I looked at her in surprise, and she smiled seductively at me.

She gently licked my bright red glans with her soft tongue, parting my urethral opening with her tongue, and occasionally gently biting my penis.

I was incredibly excited. My penis swelled and grew larger in my teacher's wife's mouth. Suddenly, she took my entire penis into her mouth, and I felt the head of my penis against her throat. She sucked on my penis back and forth with her mouth, and intense pleasure overwhelmed me. I couldn't help but

groan, "Ahhhhhh!"

Watching my seductive teacher's wife, her buttocks raised high, performing oral sex on me, filled me with pride.

I stroked her raised buttocks with one hand and squeezed her breasts with the other.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of urge to urinate. I realized I hadn't urinated in a long time. Embarrassed, I said, "Teacher's wife, I...I...want...to...pee."

She stopped what she was doing, looked up at me, and gave me a disapproving look. She took my hand and led me to the bathroom, stroking my penis as we walked. I also touched her vagina with my hand and inserted my fingers, moving them in and out.

When we got to the bathroom, my teacher's wife held my penis and helped me urinate. When she saw the glistening urine spraying from my penis, she widened her beautiful eyes and stared intently at me as I urinated. I guessed it was the first time she'd seen a man urinate so closely.

After I finished, I habitually shook my penis, but unexpectedly, the remaining urine all landed on my teacher's wife's beautiful legs.

In retaliation, she squeezed my penis hard. I pretended to cry out in pain

, and she immediately released her grip.

We continued to caress each other as we walked towards the living room.

Back in the living room, she again had me sit on the sandpit. Then, facing me, she sat on top of me, parting her labia with one hand and holding my penis with the other. With a downward press of her large buttocks, because her vagina was very wet, my large penis

disappeared completely into her vagina with a "plop. "

My teacher's wife swayed her large buttocks back and forth, her vagina like a child's mouth, sometimes swallowing my penis and sometimes spitting it out.

With each sway of her upper body, her breasts bounced up and down.

I held her snow-white buttocks with both hands, pressing her against my penis with the rhythm of her movements.

The sandpit beneath us groaned under the strain

, accompanied by the soft, squelching sounds of her vagina as it penetrated

. I felt this was the most beautiful symphony in the world.

I took her heaving breasts into my mouth, gently biting her nipples with my teeth. She gasped for breath from the intense movements.

My hands squeezed her buttocks harder and harder; I guessed they must be deformed from my grip.

My teacher's wife lowered her head and kissed me. I also tried to put my tongue into her mouth, our tongues intertwining. We sucked each other's saliva, making "woo-woo"

sounds in our noses.

My teacher's wife's movements became faster and faster, and my pleasure became more and more intense. However, because I had ejaculated once before, it wasn't so easy for me to ejaculate now. Gradually,

my teacher's wife started sweating again, and her moans became more and more rapid.

I knew that my teacher's wife was about to climax again, so I couldn't help but thrust my penis upwards with all my might. After a few more minutes, my teacher's wife suddenly stopped thrusting. Then, her vagina trembled violently, and the force gripping my penis gradually increased. My teacher's wife's body trembled, and with a long sigh, her vagina "spit

out" a large amount of vaginal fluid.

The hot vaginal fluid drenched my glans, and I trembled with excitement, but thankfully, I didn't ejaculate.

My teacher's wife slumped softly into my arms, her vagina still leaking secretions. A large amount of her fluids flowed down my buttocks along with my penis, soaking a large patch of the sand beneath me. It was sticky and uncomfortable against my skin.

Feeling my penis still hard inside her, she wrapped her arms around my neck, rubbing her pretty face against mine, and exclaimed, "You're amazing! Let me rest a bit before we go again, okay?"

Looking at her alluring appearance, I naturally wouldn't refuse, but I also seized the opportunity to make a request: "Teacher's wife, can I ejaculate inside you?"

She patted my face affectionately and said, "Okay."

I was overjoyed.

We hugged and kissed each other for a while, my penis still inside my teacher's wife's vagina. She pinched the base of my penis and teased, "You gave your virginity to an old woman like me, don't you feel like you're losing out?"

"You look like my older sister, not old at all. Besides, it's my honor to give my virginity to a beauty like you,"

I said sincerely.

My teacher's wife patted my face again and said, "You just know how to flatter me."

"No, you're the most captivating woman I've ever met,"

I said, raising my hand as if making a vow.

My teacher's wife giggled lewdly

and swayed her large buttocks. I knew it was time for my assault. I hugged her, pressed her against the sandpit, raised her two plump, white thighs, and frantically thrust into her wet vagina. The room echoed with

the sounds of "plop plop plop" as I entered her.

My teacher's wife, too, eagerly welcomed the insertion of my penis, her eyes fixed on me with seductive allure.

Looking at her beautiful, wanton face, I was bursting with excitement. I pressed her legs against her chest, straddled her, and thrust my hips rapidly, my penis plunging into her vagina like a shuttle, each thrust hitting her clitoris. She

began to moan and groan, her labia flipping and turning with each stroke.

My teacher's wife was truly a wet woman; with each thrust, her juices were squeezed out like milk, flowing down her buttocks and pooling in the sand, filling the raised areas like ponds.

(No wonder they say women are made of water; this statement is precisely proven here. After about a hundred thrusts, my glans began to tingle, and I knew I was about to ejaculate. I unconsciously increased the speed of my penetration. My teacher's wife also noticed my change and responded even more forcefully to my thrusts.

Finally, my glans throbbed, and a large amount of semen gushed out. The scalding hot semen made my teacher's wife

scream, "Ahhh! Ahhh!" After ejaculating, I lay weakly on my teacher's wife's full body, panting heavily.

My teacher's wife lovingly used her hand...) I wiped the sweat from my forehead, then sat up. My limp penis slid out with my teacher's wife's vaginal fluids.

I looked down at her reddened labia, glistening with vaginal fluids under the light. Her vaginal opening wasn't completely closed; I could see my milky white semen flowing from her small red hole.

My teacher's wife slapped my bottom and said, "Haven't you seen enough, you little pervert?"

I hugged her again. Her lips were soft and wet; kissing them felt wonderful.

My teacher's wife looked up at the wall hanging... The clock on the wall

jumped up with a "ouch," and I looked at my teacher's wife, puzzled.

She hurriedly said, "You'd better go back to the classroom, it's almost time for self-study to end."

As she spoke, she walked naked towards the kitchen. I glanced at the clock on the wall; I realized I'd been at her place for almost an hour.

My teacher's wife came out of the kitchen, carrying my clothes and her black panties. She knelt naked in front of me, carefully wiping my penis with her panties, and then gently helped me get dressed.

After I was dressed, she told me to hurry back to the classroom. I walked away... I asked, "Teacher's wife, may I come to see you again?"

She smiled and nodded, so I happily ran to the classroom.

When I returned, the test was almost over.

Teacher Chen was angry and asked why I had taken so long to go to the restroom. I lied and said I had a stomachache and went to the infirmary for medicine.

He seemed unconvinced but didn't say anything more.

I returned to my seat and hadn't even done a few questions before class ended.

Of course, I did terribly on that test.

But remembering how highly Teacher's wife regarded me, I felt it was worth it.

I know that with every gain comes a loss, don't you think? Later, I kept seeking opportunities to have sex with my teacher's wife, a situation that continued until I went to university in another city.

During this time, because opportunities were rare, I only had sex with her about ten times in that year or so.

When I first started university, I still kept in touch with them, but each letter was addressed to Professor Chen XX, only casually mentioning my teacher's wife.

Near the end of my first semester, I received a letter from my teacher's wife; she told me that her whole family was moving to Hainan, and after that, we lost contact.

Whenever the night is quiet, I often think of my teacher's wife. Teacher's wife, do you know I'm thinking of you?

That year, I was still in high school in the county town. I heard that a new English teacher had been transferred there.

However, what caught our attention wasn't the English teacher himself, but his beautiful wife, our teacher's wife.

The first time I saw her, I was captivated by her mature and voluptuous figure.

I always felt she looked familiar; it turned out she looked a lot like Wang Xuechun, the host of CCTV's "Zhengda Variety Show."

However, she was a bit taller and fuller than Wang Xuechun.

In short, my teacher's wife left a very good first impression on me, and thus, she became my long-term companion in fantasies and masturbation.

Later, I learned that she worked as a tour guide at a travel agency and already had a six-year-old boy. I never expected that she would still have such a perfect figure after having a child.

At that time, I often thought how wonderful it would be to have sex with my teacher's wife. I would frantically ravage her full buttocks and soft breasts, gently lick her rosy nipples, and thrust into her vagina amidst her moans.

Every time I thought of this, my penis would throb painfully.

It was truly a stroke of luck that this opportunity finally came.

When I was in high school, I liked sports. I was often seen on the school basketball and soccer fields. During that period, my favorite sport was ice skating, but my skill level was not high; I was still at a beginner level, and I often fell.

That day after school, I went to the school's ice rink to practice skating. Suddenly, two people, one big and one small, rushed towards me from the side and crashed into me with a force that sent me sprawling.

I got up,

but the curse that was about to spill from my lips was swallowed back by the sight of my teacher's wife's beautiful face. It turned out she was teaching her son to ice skate.

My teacher's wife blushed and repeatedly said, "I'm sorry."

When I realized the person who bumped into me was my teacher's wife, the one I'd been dreaming about, my previous anger vanished without a trace. I even wished her voluptuous body would crash into me again.

(Hehe, but her son could skip that; I've never been one to extend my affections to anyone connected to someone I love.) Today, my teacher's wife was wearing tight jeans that accentuated her full hips, and a tight turtleneck sweater that highlighted her two bowl-shaped breasts.

This sexy outfit made my penis involuntarily erect again.

I've always thought my teacher's wife was not only beautiful but also very stylish; every time I saw her, she dressed so maturely and sexily.

She clearly felt the heat in my gaze; the blush on her face hadn't faded yet, but now it was even redder.

She tugged at the little boy beside her and said, "Quickly apologize to your brother."

It was only then that I realized what was happening and quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay."

"Teacher's wife, you like skating too?"

She seemed a little embarrassed when I called her "teacher's wife. "

But after learning I was a student in her husband's class, her attitude towards me became noticeably warmer.

So I took the little boy's hand and invited them to skate together.

After skating for a while, the little boy said he was tired, so we skated to a nearby chair and sat down.

After chatting for a bit, I volunteered to teach my teacher's wife how to skate backwards. She was probably just starting out and was still quite enthusiastic, so she readily agreed.

Holding her soft little hand, I was actually sweating with excitement.

My teacher's wife didn't notice anything unusual about me and continued practicing skating backwards with me earnestly.

As we glided to the corner, I pretended to trip over something and fell to the ground. My teacher's wife naturally fell into my arms as well. I instinctively wrapped my arms around her, my hands landing squarely on her full breasts. I gently rubbed them; perhaps because she had given birth, her breasts weren't very firm, feeling soft and comfortable to the touch, and I could even feel her nipples. My

penis, uncooperatively, hardened again, pressing against my teacher's wife's round buttocks.

I couldn't help but thrust my hips forward. Because she was wearing jeans, her buttocks didn't feel soft against my skin.

But I was still very excited.

My teacher's wife clearly felt the change in my erection, her face turning red again, this time even her ears.

She turned around and glared at me.

I was incredibly nervous then, afraid that my teacher's wife would get angry. I quickly scrambled to my feet and pulled her up as well.

After standing up, my teacher's wife didn't say anything, nor did she pull her small hand away from mine, her face just flushed.

I thought she looked incredibly alluring at that moment.

My courage grew again. I continued skating forward with her, gently pulling her closer to me.

Then I released her small hand and tentatively placed my right hand on her waist. Surprisingly

, she didn't resist, only glancing around.

I knew she was afraid of being seen.

Actually, the skating rink was crowded, everyone focused on skating, and no one noticed us.

Even if they did, they'd assume I was just helping her teach her.

Her son was also happily playing with a little girl nearby, completely unaware that his mother and I were embracing.

I tightened my grip, and now we were pressed tightly together.

I turned and whispered in her ear, "Teacher's wife, I've noticed you for a while now. From the first moment I saw you, I liked you."

She didn't speak, just smiled.

I looked at her fair ear and gently licked her earlobe.

She trembled slightly, then

turned and gave me a sidelong glance.

I slowly moved my right hand from her waist to her high, rounded buttocks, gently stroking them back and forth. I slid forward, touching her buttocks, sometimes giving them a firm squeeze.

Throughout this, she didn't say a word, but the blush on her face never faded.

Growing bolder, I reached out with my left hand and guided her left hand towards my erect penis. When her hand touched it, she reflexively pulled it back. I persisted, placing her hand on my erection again. This time, she didn't pull it back, and my hand gently caressed her genitals. Even through her pants, I could feel the softness and heat of her vulva.

As my movements intensified, her body became increasingly limp, almost completely leaning against me, occasionally punctuated by a low moan.

Just as I was about to unzip her jeans, she grabbed my hand and whispered, "Don't do this."

I looked at her face, and she looked at me. I knew she really didn't want me to touch her any further this time.

I had no choice but to obediently stroke her through her pants, and she softened her body and continued to enjoy my caresses.

I occasionally stroked her genitals and buttocks, and sometimes I would use the hand that was touching her genitals to squeeze her full breasts. As I stroked her like this, I felt her body becoming softer and softer, and her genitals becoming hotter and hotter, and they were constantly writhing. I could feel her wetness even through her jeans.

She would also occasionally squeeze my erect penis with her soft little hands.

We continued to caress each other like this until her son cried to go home, and then we separated.

When I followed the mother and son out of the skating rink, it was almost dark.

I knew that my teacher's wife's husband was tutoring us in evening self-study, so I walked up behind her and whispered in her ear, "Teacher's wife, can I come to see you tonight?"

My teacher's wife turned around and looked at me in surprise.

"Teacher's wife, I really miss you so much, please give me a chance?"

I continued to plead.

She smiled charmingly, turned around, and walked away with the little boy.

Watching her graceful figure disappear into the distance, I decided I had to risk it to meet her that night.

To prepare for tonight's adventure, I decided to go home first, fill my stomach, and recharge for the challenge.

When I returned to the classroom after dinner, the bell rang for evening self-study.

After a while, my English teacher, Chen XX, entered the classroom carrying a bundle of test papers.

He said there would be an English test that night, and after distributing the papers, he would sit on the podium and read.

Seeing Mr. Chen XX, I couldn't help but think of my beautiful teacher's wife. Was she waiting for me too? This thought made my heart flutter.

Looking around, everyone was diligently working on their questions.

But I had no interest in doing any. Looking at the letter 'd' on the test paper, I couldn't help but think of my teacher's wife's high, rounded buttocks; seeing the letter 'b', I thought of her ample breasts.

More than ten minutes passed, and I still hadn't written a single word.

I walked to the front of the classroom and said to Mr. Chen, who was engrossed in his book, "Teacher, I need to go to the restroom." (I thought that if he knew I was going to sleep with his wife, he definitely wouldn't allow me to go.) He nodded without even looking up.

I quickly slipped out of the classroom and ran towards Mr. Chen's house.

He lived on the sixth floor, and I ran up the six flights of stairs. When I stood in front of his door, holding my breath, I didn't have the courage to knock. I really wanted to just turn back and go home.

(If I went back now, there would be no story. I think everyone except Mr. Chen would thank me, and everyone else would call me a coward, right?) In the end, I couldn't bear to leave my lovely teacher's wife, so I finally mustered up the courage and knocked on the door.

The door opened after a while, and it was my teacher's wife. I stammered, "Teacher...madam...I...may I come in?"

She laughed and said, "You really dared to come? You're really audacious!"

"Who can blame me when you're so beautiful? Even as a ghost, I'd be romantic to die under a peony."

I'd calmed down now and joked with her.

She chuckled and asked, "Am I really that attractive to you?"

"More attractive than gravity,"

I answered seriously.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

she asked.

"I wouldn't even look at anyone but you,"

I said, seizing the opportunity to flatter her.

She smiled and stepped aside. Once

inside, I took a closer look at her. She was still wearing the same sweater, but she had makeup on, making her look incredibly alluring.

She had changed into jeans; I guessed her old jeans were probably soaked with her own fluids.

I looked around but didn't see my teacher's son; I guessed he was probably asleep.

Sure enough, my teacher's wife said, "My Xiaowei is asleep. You watch TV, I'll get you a cup of tea."

She then went into the kitchen, and I quickly followed. I saw my teacher's wife bending over, making tea, her high, rounded buttocks facing me.

I couldn't resist any longer. I went up and hugged her, gently rubbing my throbbing penis against her buttocks, while my hands frantically kneaded her soft breasts. My teacher's

wife groaned and stopped what she was doing.

I slipped my hand under her sweater, grabbing her breast through her bra. She only struggled symbolically for a moment before letting me do as I pleased.

When I freed her breasts from her bra, I found that she had already put down the teapot.

Her hands were resting on the table.

The feeling of directly grabbing her breasts was incomparable to the feeling of caressing them through her clothes.

Her breasts, perhaps because she had breastfed, weren't very firm and felt soft to the touch. I kept pinching her nipples with my thumb and forefinger, and gradually I felt them harden. My teacher

's wife couldn't help but moan softly as my movements intensified. I simply lifted her sweater and draped it over her head, then squatted under the table and began kissing her breasts.

Her breasts were large and white, with faint blue veins visible. The nipples, about the size of a fingertip, were dark red and stood proudly erect from the caresses.

I took turns sucking on her breasts, making her moan softly inside her clothes.

I started to unbutton her jeans; they were so tight that it took considerable effort to pull them down to her buttocks.

Her sexy black panties were revealed, clinging to her fair and plump buttocks, a striking contrast of black and white.

I pressed my hand against my teacher's wife's genitals and found that her panties were already soaked with her own vaginal fluid. She trembled with my movements.

I pulled her panties down to her buttocks. Because her legs were tightly closed, only the slit of her vulva was visible.

I parted her labia majora with my hand. Her labia majora were purplish-red and very wet, with even the dark pubic hair on her vagina glistening with vaginal fluid.

Her pubic hair wasn't very thick, but it was shiny black and evenly distributed above her vagina, making it look very sexy.

I wanted to separate her labia majora to continue my examination, but her jeans were still tightly wrapped around her buttocks, making it difficult to separate her labia.

So I went behind her, grabbed her jeans, and pulled them down. This time, she cooperated quite well, and the jeans and panties were quickly removed from her body.

Now, except for the sweater still covering her head, her entire body was completely exposed to my gaze.

My teacher's wife's snow-white, voluptuous body was dazzling under the light, and I couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "She's truly a natural beauty."

While admiring her, I felt a strong pang of jealousy towards Teacher Chen XX, because such a beautiful body had always been his exclusive possession. Today, I was determined to break his tyranny.

Thinking this, I couldn't contain my excitement. I knelt down in front of my teacher's wife's genitals, parted her purplish-red labia majora with my hands, revealing her pink labia minora.

Above her blood-red vaginal opening was a small protrusion, smaller than a little finger; I knew that was the clitoris, a woman's most sensitive area. I touched it, and my teacher's wife

couldn't help but let out "Ah ... As I licked, I vigorously rubbed my teacher's wife's snow-white buttocks with my hands. Soon, her vagina trembled uncontrollably, her legs straightened, and even her raised buttocks trembled slightly. Suddenly, her vaginal opening parted, and a stream of slightly white liquid gushed out. I felt a salty, fishy liquid flow into my mouth, and before I could react, it went down my throat. It turned out my teacher's wife had reached her first orgasm. I felt my penis throbbing painfully in my pants, so I quickly took off my clothes. Holding my burning penis, I attacked my teacher's wife's vagina from behind. Because of the excessive vaginal fluid, it was slippery, and my penis slid around on her vulva and buttocks, unable to find the right spot. The more anxious I became, the more chaotic my movements became, my penis just thrusting in and out of my teacher's wife's buttocks and vulva. My teacher's wife, huddled in her sweater , chuckled softly. She reached out and grasped my penis, guiding it towards her vaginal opening. When the head of my penis touched her vulva, without her prompting, I thrust my hips forward, and my large penis slid in with a "plop. " Although she had given birth, her vagina wasn't very wide, tightly enveloping my penis, which felt warm and incredibly comfortable. I moved my hips rhythmically, my penis pumping in and out of her wetness. I grew increasingly excited, my thrusts becoming more vigorous, until her vagina overflowed with juices, staining my lower abdomen and soaking even my pubic hair, which clung softly to my stomach. With each thrust, my lower abdomen slammed against her large, white buttocks, making a "slap...slap..." sound. Her large buttocks trembled with each impact. As I withdrew my penis, it brought out my teacher's wife's two tender, red labia minora; as I thrust in, they entered her tender vagina along with my penis. My teacher's wife also moved her large buttocks in rhythm with my thrusts. Her vaginal fluid was so abundant that when my penis thrust in forcefully, streams of fluid would always be squeezed out, and when I withdrew, the glans would bring out even more fluid. My teacher's wife's vaginal fluid made our joined parts slippery and wet, so much so that when my teacher's wife's plump buttocks parted, I could clearly feel the stickiness of the fluid. My teacher's wife couldn't help but moan "Eee~~Eee~~Ya~~Ya~~" incessantly, and she squeezed my penis tightly with her vagina. Now, I was reaching the highest level of enjoyment, both visually and physically, and I couldn't help but let out moans of "Ah~~Ah~~". I lay on my teacher's wife's naked back, licking her snow-white back with my tongue, and vigorously rubbing her breasts and nipples with my hands. My penis continued its relentless thrusting in and out of my teacher's wife's vagina. Even now, I could hardly believe that the beautiful teacher 's wife who had haunted my dreams was now begging for pleasure under my thrust. I was working hard on her vagina, and she was cooperating with me. The excitement grew stronger, and my glans was tingling. I knew I was about to ejaculate. I took a deep breath, tightened my anus, and tried to control my urge to ejaculate. After a while, I suddenly felt my teacher's wife's vaginal walls trembling slightly. I increased the intensity and depth of my thrusts, and sure enough, after a violent shudder, she reached orgasm. When her hot vaginal fluids drenched my glans, I couldn't hold back any longer. I cried out, "Teacher's wife... I... I'm going to ejaculate too!" My teacher's wife was startled and quickly sat up, saying, "Quick... pull it out, don't ejaculate inside." Seeing her so anxious, I didn't want to go against her wishes, so I pulled out my penis. As my penis left her vagina, it made a "pop" sound. My semen shot out in a parabolic arc, landing on my teacher's wife's snow-white back and large buttocks. Thick semen flowed down her backside like pure milk. My teacher's wife was also panting heavily, slumped over the table. I turned her around, holding her close, and removed the sweater that was still covering her head, leaving us completely naked. I saw that her alluring eyes were tightly closed, the flush on her face hadn't completely faded, her sexy red lips were still trembling slightly, and her pretty face was covered in a fine layer of sweat. Now I understood that "drenched in fragrant sweat" was truly a description of a woman at this moment. My teacher's wife finally opened her eyes. When her beautiful eyes looked at me, I asked, "Teacher's wife, did I make you feel good?" Her face flushed again. (I don't know why she blushes so easily, but honestly, she's very attractive when she blushes.) She reached out and grasped my soft (not Microsoft) penis, saying, "You're so young, where did you learn so many flirting techniques?" "Teacher's wife, don't you know there are porn movies now?" I said. My teacher's wife suddenly realized and said, "Oh, I see. This is your first time, isn't it?" I looked at her in surprise and said, "How did you know? Did I do something wrong?" She smiled but didn't answer, only squeezing my penis hard with her small hand. I hugged my teacher's wife's naked body tightly and whispered in her ear, "Teacher's wife, do you know? I've wanted to have sex with you for almost a year. Every night I think about making love to you, and I always masturbate with you in mind, otherwise I can't sleep at night." Suddenly, my teacher's wife became aroused, hugging me tightly and inserting her tongue into my mouth. I greedily sucked on her fragrant tongue. Provoked by her, my penis became erect again, hard against her soft lower abdomen. My teacher's wife looked down at my erect penis, flicked it with her finger, and my penis bounced up and down, as if nodding in homage. She gently led me by the hand and walked me to the living room. In the living room, she had me sit on the sandpit, while she knelt in front of me, opening her red lips to take my swollen penis in. I looked at her in surprise, and she smiled seductively at me. She gently licked my bright red glans with her soft tongue, parting my urethral opening with her tongue, and occasionally gently biting my penis. I was extremely excited. My penis swelled up and swelled in my teacher's wife's mouth. Suddenly, she took my entire penis into her mouth. I felt the head of my penis pressing against her throat. She sucked on my penis back and forth with her mouth . Intense pleasure overwhelmed me, and I couldn't help but groan, "Ahhhhhh!"

Watching my alluring teacher's wife, her buttocks raised high, performing oral sex on me, filled me with a sense of pride.

I stroked her raised buttocks with one hand and squeezed her breasts with the other.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of urge to urinate, realizing I hadn't urinated in a long time. Embarrassed, I said, "Teacher's wife, I...I...want...to...pee."

She stopped what she was doing, looked up at me with a disdainful glare, and pulled me towards the bathroom, stroking my penis as we walked. I also touched her vagina, inserting my fingers and moving them in and out.

In the bathroom, she guided my penis to the toilet. When she saw the glistening urine gushing from my penis, she widened her beautiful eyes, staring intently at me as I urinated. I guessed it was the first time she'd seen a man urinate so closely.

After I finished, I habitually jerked my penis, not expecting the remaining urine to splatter all over her beautiful legs.

My teacher's wife retaliated by squeezing my penis harder. I pretended to cry out in pain

, and she immediately released her grip.

We continued caressing each other as we walked towards the living room.

Back in the living room, she had me sit on the sandpit again. Then, facing me, she sat on top of me, parting her labia with one hand and holding my penis with the other. With a downward thrust of her large buttocks, and because her vagina was very wet, my penis disappeared

completely into her vagina with a "plop. "

My teacher's wife moved her large buttocks back and forth, her vagina like a child's mouth, sometimes swallowing my penis and sometimes spitting it out.

As her upper body swayed, her breasts bounced up and down.

I grabbed her snow-white buttocks with both hands and, in rhythm with her movements, pressed her against my penis.

The sandpit beneath us groaned under our strain, accompanied by the soft

, squelching sounds

of penetration from my teacher's wife's vagina. It felt like the most beautiful symphony in the world.

I took her heaving breasts into my mouth, gently biting her nipples with my teeth. She gasped for breath from the intense movements.

My hands squeezed her buttocks harder and harder; I guessed they were now deformed from my grip.

She lowered her head to kiss me, and I eagerly thrust my tongue into her mouth, our tongues intertwining. We sucked each other's saliva, our breaths

whimpering.

Her movements quickened, and my pleasure intensified, but having already ejaculated once, I was now less likely to ejaculate.

Gradually, she began to sweat again, her moans growing more rapid.

I knew my teacher's wife was about to climax again, so I thrust my penis upwards with all my might. After a few more minutes, she suddenly stopped thrusting, and then her vagina began to tremble violently. The force gripping my penis gradually increased, and her body trembled. With a long sigh, her vagina

gushed out a large amount of vaginal fluid.

The hot vaginal fluid drenched my glans, and I trembled with excitement, but thankfully I didn't ejaculate.

My teacher's wife collapsed limply into my arms, her vagina still leaking secretions. A large amount of vaginal fluid flowed down my penis and onto her buttocks, even wetting a large area of the sandpit beneath me. It was sticky and uncomfortable against my buttocks.

My teacher's wife felt my penis still hard inside her vagina. She wrapped her arms around my neck, rubbing her pretty face against mine, and exclaimed, "You're amazing! Let me rest a bit before you come back, okay?"

Looking at her alluring appearance, I naturally wouldn't refuse, but I also seized the opportunity to make a request: "Teacher's wife, can I ejaculate inside you?"

She patted my face affectionately and said, "Okay."

I was overjoyed.

We hugged and kissed each other for a while, my penis still inside her. She pinched the base of my penis and teased, "You gave your virginity to this old woman, don't you feel like you're losing out?"

"You look like my older sister, not old at all. Besides, it's my honor to give my virginity to such a beauty like you,"

I said sincerely.

She patted my face again and said, "You just know how to flatter people."

"No, you're the most captivating woman I've ever met,"

I said, raising my hand as if making a vow.

My teacher's wife let out a lewd "~~ch~~ch~~"

laugh, and wiggled her large buttocks. I knew it was time for my assault. I grabbed her, pressed her against the sandpit, raised her two plump, white thighs, and frantically thrust into her wet, throbbing hole. The room echoed with

the sounds of "plop~~plop~~" as I entered her. My teacher's

wife also lasciviously welcomed my penis, staring at me with seductive eyes.

Looking at her beautiful, lewd face, I was bursting with excitement. I pressed her legs against her chest, straddled her,

and thrust my buttocks rapidly. My penis pierced her hole like a shuttle, hitting her G-spot each time. My teacher's wife began to moan and groan, her labia flipping and contorting with each thrust.

My teacher's wife was such a wet woman. As I thrust my penis in and out, her juices were squeezed out like milking a cow. They flowed down her buttocks and onto the sandpit, where the concave part of the sandpit was filled with her juices like a pond.

(No wonder they say women are made of water; this statement is precisely proven here. After about a hundred thrusts, my glans began to tingle, and I knew I was about to ejaculate. I couldn't help but increase the speed of my penetration. My teacher's wife also noticed my change, and she responded even more forcefully to my thrusts.

Finally, my glans throbbed, and a large amount of semen gushed out.

The scalding, thick semen made my teacher's wife scream "Ahhhhh!" After ejaculating, I lay weakly on my teacher's wife's full body, panting heavily.

My teacher's wife lovingly wiped the sweat from my forehead, then sat up. My limp penis slid out along with my teacher's wife's vaginal fluid.

I looked down at my teacher's wife's reddened labia, which were covered in vaginal fluid that glistened under the light. My teacher's wife's vaginal opening was not completely closed, and I could see my milky white semen.) It was flowing from the little red hole in my teacher's wife's mouth.

She raised her hand and slapped my bottom, saying, "Haven't you seen enough, you little pervert?"

I hugged her again; her lips were soft and wet, and kissing them felt wonderful.

She looked up at the clock on the wall

, exclaimed "Ouch!" and stood up. I looked at her, puzzled.

She hurriedly said, "You should go back to the classroom quickly; self-study is almost over."

As she spoke, she walked naked towards the kitchen. I glanced at the clock; I realized I'd been at her place for almost an hour.

She came out of the kitchen, carrying my clothes and her black panties. She knelt naked in front of me, carefully wiping my penis with her panties, then gently helped me dress.

After I was dressed, she told me to hurry back to the classroom. As I walked, I asked, "Teacher's wife, can I come back to see you again?"

My teacher's wife smiled and nodded, so I happily ran to the classroom.

When I returned, the test was almost over.

Mr. Chen was angry and asked why I had been gone to the toilet for so long. I lied and said I had a stomachache and went to the infirmary to get medicine.

He didn't seem to believe me, but he didn't say anything more.

I returned to my seat and hadn't done more than a few questions before class ended.

Of course, I did terribly on that test.

But thinking about how highly my teacher's wife regarded me, I felt it was worth it.

I know that you can't have everything, can you? Later, I kept looking for opportunities to have sex with my teacher's wife, and this continued until I went to university in another city.

During that time, because opportunities were rare, I only had sex with my teacher's wife about ten times in that year or so.

When I first started university, I still kept in touch with them, but every letter was addressed to Mr. Chen, only casually mentioning my regards to his wife.

Towards the end of my first semester of freshman year, I received a letter from my professor's wife. She told me that her whole family was moving to Hainan, and we lost contact after that.

Whenever the night is quiet, I often think of my professor's wife. Professor's wife, do you know I'm thinking of you?

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