[3.13] Teacher Meiting (1-2)

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In the first episode,

Lin Meiting woke up at exactly six in the morning. She went straight into the bathroom, turned on the hot shower, and used shower
gel to wash her face, chest, and abdomen. Her sleepiness had completely vanished, and as her naked body
began to warm up, she switched to a cold shower to tighten her muscles.
After showering, Meiting quickly opened her wardrobe, selected her clothes and underwear, and put them on.
Afterward she put her answer sheets, reference books, and materials in her purse. Only then did Meiting sit at the dining table
, take out a cigarette, and light it. She took two or three puffs to perk herself up before immediately extinguishing it,
leaving .
Meiting was a twenty-seven-year-old teacher who had transferred to our school this semester.
She was driving her beloved Porsche 911, but wasn't going too fast because of the numerous
traffic lights in the city. Teacher Meiting encountered another red light and happened to see me crossing the zebra crossing,
reflexively honking the horn.
"Aqing! Aren't you Aqing?"
I momentarily showed a puzzled expression, but immediately changed to disbelief as I looked at
Teacher and the Porsche.
"Get in, I'll give you a ride."
I'm fifteen years old and a student in Ms. Mei-ting's class. I scratched my head and slowly
walked over opened the door, and got into the car.
"Good morning, fasten your seatbelt, I'm driving!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ms. Mei-ting's Porsche roared forward with a loud engine sound,
like a metallic beast.
"I have to drive fast, I'm going to be late. Ah-qing, don't you usually ride your bicycle to school?"
"Oh... the tire... it's... flat..." I stammered.
"Oh, luckily I met you, teacher, otherwise you wouldn't be late, otherwise you would have to take the bus
and then walk to school."
"Yes... thank you, teacher..."

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Episode 2

We arrived at school three minutes before the bell rang.
Ms. Mei-ting straightened her back and walked towards the staff room. The school bell was about to ring. The first class
was English, the class I usually teach.
Class began. Ms. Meiting asked us to put the homework sheets we'd given last week on our desks.
Then she told us to put away our notebooks and dictionaries; her voice was calm and clear. Suddenly, Ms. Meiting
pulled out a stack of cards, and the whole class tensed up.
The cards in Ms. Meiting's hand looked like playing cards; she'd made them herself, each one with a student
's name written on it. Ms. Meiting arranged them with practiced movements, like shuffling a deck of cards. Then she
drew a card and read the name on it. The students whose names were called stood up reflexively,
waiting for the teacher's questions, like criminals awaiting sentencing.
One by one, the students stood up, bombarded with questions. I hadn't been called yet.
Half fear, half helplessness, I left, but I actually hoped Ms. Meiting would call on
me soon—I knew I couldn't answer
anyway. I flipped over my white homework sheet and used a ballpoint pen to
sketch Ms. Meiting's entire body. As I drew, I felt a little fascinated.
What did her toes look like in her high heels? What did her beautiful thighs, encased in pantyhose, look like?
Was the buttocks beneath
the teacherthe cheongsam completely naked, wearing only a pair of high heels.
Just then, the bell rang, signaling the end of class. I looked up, and Ms. Meiting was standing right
in front . My heart nearly jumped to the ground.
"Aqing, come to the staff room after school," the teacher said, picking up my 'artwork' in
a slightly barbed voice.
I was completely stunned. Being called to the staff room was already a blow, but
having Ms. Meiting herself discover my lewd drawing was an even bigger shock.
Finally, school was over. Exhausted from thinking
all day groggily pushed open the door to the staff room. In
a corner at the far end of the room, where sunflowers were placed, was Ms. Meiting.
I walked slowly and heavily towards her. The teacher looked up, gazing into my
shameful eyes.
"I've been waiting for you, come with me..."
Teacher Meiting went up to the third floor and opened the library door. There were only three or four students
reading in the library. The teacher quietly pushed me into the
staff .
"Aqing, come here, I need you to organize these books."
'Oh, that's what it is...' I saw a large cardboard box filled with foreign books at my feet.
I was no longer as nervous as before. The teacher didn't scold me, nor did she seem to intend to tell the principal
or my mother. She only called me here to help organize the materials, and I almost danced with joy,
secretly thanking God again and again.
"This is your punishment for your scribbling, you have to organize the books... you'd better work hard,"
Teacher glanced at me and said with a smile.
After organizing for about twenty minutes, I started to sweat. But Teacher Meiting just pulled up a
chair and sat there watching without coming to help.
"Someone's coming soon!" When I picked up the last book, the teacher suddenly stopped me and
reflexively bent down and pulled me behind the bookshelf on the right. The teacher and I huddled together, hiding
. It happened to be a blind spot next to the door.
I heard a click from the doorway; two people had definitely entered.
"Let's talk here," I clearly heard a young woman's voice. I recognized it as
the voice of Lin Yudai, the music teacher. What was Teacher Yudai doing at the archives? Who was she with?
"What's the matter? Why did you drag me to a place like this? What do you want to say!" Wait,
is Yinglong from the next class? He's the top student in our third year!
"Didn't I tell you on the phone yesterday? I'm pregnant. What should I do? This is your
child
!"
Wow, a twenty-four-year-old music teacher had a relationship with a boy under sixteen, and the teacher was
pregnant . They were arguing about whether to have an abortion, which
was clearly visible through the gap in the bookshelf. Teacher Meiting and I could only wait quietly.
Teacher Yudai had already started to cry.
"Don't cry. I promise I'll go to university, and once I'm there,
I'll
marry you and introduce you to my parents. Right now... I... I can't be a father yet."
Yinglong felt a strong urge to seduce her while simultaneously contemplating how to break off his relationship with Teacher Yudai.
From their argument, it's clear that Teacher Yudai and Yinglong
had . Several of Yinglong's classmates were avid bowlers. They invited their
music teacher, Lin Yudai, to participate in their
bowling games. After bowling, they would drive Yinglong and his classmates home. Yinglong's house was the furthest away, the last
one . Since he was home alone at the time, he earnestly invited Teacher Yudai to his house
. The naive music teacher, persuaded and semi-forced by the charming and sweet-talking Yinglong,
gave herself to him.
Teacher Yudai believed in love, while Yinglong was greedy for fleeting pleasure. After that incident,
under Yinglong's half-hearted coaxing and persuasion, Ms. Yudai
was repeatedly violated and played with by the young but sexually experienced Yinglong in her apartment...
While Ms. Yudai was still crying, Yinglong openly pulled down
her floral dress. Her underwear was then pulled down below her knees.
"No... not here..." Ms. Yudai whispered in an embarrassed voice. Yinglong didn't care about that
and suddenly lifted one of Ms. Yudai's legs, saying, "Yudai... stand up
and let me do it. This is my first time having sex standing up."
Yinglong then pulled out his already swollen and almost bursting penis from his pants and carefully placed
his erect penis against Ms. Yudai's vulva. For a middle school student, his penis
was quite remarkable.
"Yudai... come... come on... shake it! Don't leave me to do it all by myself..." Yinglong said,
panting .
Ms. Yudai then raised one of her trembling thighs, her erect penis
thrusting in and out between her thighs
. The two stood with their bodies connected, and the petite Ms. Yudai was pushed upwards by Yinglong's penis
like a surfer, almost lifting her other foot off the ground. Each thrust from below
sent waves of ecstasy through Zhang Lie. She could barely control herself from making a sound.
"Ah! Yinglong, hold me tight… harder… harder…"
Yinglong twisted his waist recklessly, his throbbing hips causing Ms. Yudai to emit even more obscene
sounds. I never imagined Ms. Yudai could be so lewd, and I reacted intensely to her
moans .
I was now less than a few meters away from the two engaged in sexual intercourse, and Ms. Meiting and I
were almost pressed together, my front pressed tightly against Ms. Meiting's back.
Witnessing this intercourse filled me with intense arousal; my own penis was swollen to its limit. With
our bodies pressed so close together, how could Teacher Meiting not notice that my erection
was pressing against her buttocks and occasionally pushing against them?
I could hardly imagine the consequences of Teacher Meiting's scolding later.
Teacher Meiting's body moved too. Ah! Oh no, why is the teacher's buttocks always twisting backward?
I desperately tried to push my waist back, attempting to push the hard thing between my legs back as well. Just
as I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, this time there was an impact that almost made my heart explode. It was Teacher Meiting's hand, which was
behind , that quietly moved behind me and forcefully grabbed my
erect penis from my pants and kept kneading it!
I couldn't help but close my eyes and enjoy Teacher Meiting's caress.

03-19 Damn it!

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