[Those Years, My Beloved Teacher] (Chapter Eleven)

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Chapter Eleven
The teacher led me into the bathroom like a pet on a leash. I watched as she removed her last remaining clothes, then
grasped my penis and guided me under the showerhead, letting the warm water shower over us.
We were now naked before each other. I looked at the teacher and thought she was a work of art,
so beautiful.
Her long, slender, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders; her fair, snow-white skin glowed with a healthy pink hue,
making her even more beautiful; her delicate oval face, rosy lips, and long, expressive eyes often held a
hint of allure; her two high, firm breasts defied gravity, each
adorned with two hardened rubies that swayed slightly with her movements, captivating my attention. Looking
down, her slender waist seemed to support those two enormous breasts—truly astonishing. Her long, shapely
legs, though not wearing my favorite stockings, were still incredibly alluring. The mysterious area between her legs
was shrouded in a dense thicket of black hair, obscuring her true form, yet it captivated me, making me want to savor its
flavor once more.
To have such a beautiful woman with whom I share such an intimate relationship is truly a blessing I've accumulated over many lifetimes
.
At that moment, seeing the grime left from our passionate encounter on her hairline and body, which
slightly marred this precious woman, I couldn't bear to look. I said to her,
"Teacher, you're all dirty. Let me wash you clean."
"Okay,"
the beautiful teacher happily agreed.
I picked up shampoo and shower gel and began to carefully wash her.
As I washed her smooth skin, recalling all the little moments we'd shared since we met, it felt truly
unbelievable.
An ordinary male student had fallen for the newly transferred female teacher. He initially thought their
relationship was just that of a teacher and student, with the male student forced to keep his feelings for his teacher hidden forever. Little did he know that an
accidental kiss, resulting from a clash, would forge an unbreakable bond between them.
Driven by lust, he deliberately kissed his teacher. If she hadn't tolerated him, their
relationship might be different now.
Her indulgence, however, emboldened him to become increasingly daring. From the initial small hugs and kisses, to deliberately
touching the teacher's breasts and buttocks, and then to intimate contact between our genitals, all of this violated so-called
ethical norms and social morality. Unfortunately, my mind, controlled by lust, didn't care about these things. The teacher, as an educator,
only treated it as a little game, allowing my actions to continue, perhaps indulging in this forbidden pleasure
.
The contact information the teacher left me when she left the school allowed this strange relationship, which should have ended there, to continue
. In four years of phone calls, the teacher may not have thought much of it, but I left a
place in her heart, and that place tended to grow larger and larger.
Four years later, when we met for the first time since our separation, perhaps because I missed the forbidden
pleasure of the past, perhaps because I hadn't properly released my pent-up emotions during my pregnancy, or perhaps because it was just the two of us at home,
my teacher and I resumed our illicit relationship. She was particularly unrestrained, behaving in ways unbecoming of her status
, playing happily with me near the infant.
Perhaps unable to forget the forbidden thrill after her release, she decided to continue this dangerous game with me.
Having already faced each other nearly naked, I quickly used sweet words to remove her underwear, and we
were finally naked together. I sat on the bed in my teacher's room, my mouth holding a cherry from her breast, sucking on
the milk flowing out. With one hand, I grasped her other breast, kneading it vigorously, letting the milk spray onto
both of us. My other hand attacked her anus, constantly fiddling with it. Her labia pressed tightly against
my penis without any obstruction, swaying back and forth. The unhindered contact of our bodies,
coupled with my constant manipulation, brought her wave after wave of pleasure. Yet, mindful that the child was asleep, she dared not cry out, only letting out soft moans from her mouth
.
Once we were completely naked together, her resistance to my touching her labia gradually crumbled. Under my somewhat forceful coercion
, we were both naked again. I held the teacher in my arms and forced her to watch pornography with me. The
bold and realistic scenes made my blood boil. My erection pressed against her as I told her
my desires. Seeing these scenes, the hardness beneath her made her weak. She couldn't help but use one hand to masturbate
me, while the other hand went to her vagina to masturbate. Smelling
the fragrance emanating from the teacher and the gradually intensifying erotic scent, I rubbed her breasts and also reached down into her
vagina, my fingers thrusting in and out. With our combined efforts, the computer screen was quickly stained with a layer of white frost from my semen and the teacher's
breast milk.
How could I possibly resist the teacher's mouth? After much pleading and cajoling, the teacher
opened her cherry-like lips for the first time and took my glans inside. Being unfamiliar with the task, I was
bitten several times by her teeth. Seeing my pained expression, she slowly corrected her movements, licking my shaft with her tongue,
holding the glans in her mouth, and gently biting my testicles with her teeth. Finally, she mastered the legendary skill – "deep
throat." To express my gratitude and reward her, we both reached climax in a 69 position. I drank her nectar, and
she swallowed my semen, creating a harmonious scene.
Afterwards, I asked my teacher what she thought of drinking my semen. She said that although it tasted bitter, seeing how expectant I was, she still
tried to drink it, and that after getting used to it, it even had an indescribable deliciousness.
After my teacher returned to school to teach after her maternity leave, we started meeting in our spare time. At first, we just
wandered around the streets, but I guess that was what dating was all about. During this time, I also got to know my teacher's family,
and seeing that they seemed to like me a lot, I felt somewhat happy.
But our dates quickly took a turn for the worse. We went into a sex shop out of curiosity, and seeing all those
revealing and explicit lingerie and realistic sex toys, we were overwhelmed.
Driven by desire, I bought some sexy lingerie and sex toys.
With these additions, our game was upgraded.
Seeing those revealing lingerie pieces on a dignified teacher, transforming an elegant
young woman into a hot and alluring goddess, this novel experience led us to try new things.
When I suggested trying "breast play," the teacher responded with an irresistibly sweet smile. Using
the lubrication of her saliva and breast milk, I inserted my hard penis into the small opening formed between her firm breasts
, which she held in her hands. As I began thrusting in and out, it truly felt like sex. The teacher would occasionally lick my glans, sending waves
of pleasure through my body. My teacher's two holes were plugged with the dildo and vibrating egg I inserted.
The stimulation from the vibrating devices was no less than that of real sex, while I attacked her upper body. In this way, we
found a way to satisfy each other, which became our most frequent activity.
We browsed pornographic websites together, looking at post after post of adult art photos. In my arms,
the two sex toys in my lower body were buzzing, and her juices were flowing out continuously. One hand was kneading her own breasts,
breast milk scattering everywhere, while the other hand used her slender fingers to grasp my fierce penis, caressing and stroking it back and forth.
I kept stroking the teacher's fair skin, trying to persuade her:
"Teacher, look, the photos they took are so beautiful."
"Teacher, this dress doesn't look good on her. Her breasts are too small, but it would definitely suit you
."
"Teacher, look, her skin is really bad. If you took the photos like this, the effect would be even better."
"Teacher, look, the photos are so beautiful, don't you want to try it?"
Under my barrage of exhaustion, the teacher finally nodded in agreement, only asking that I not let anyone else know.
And so, we took photos in the teacher's living room when it was just the two of us. From the original
ordinary everyday photos, to slightly revealing ones, then wearing many different role-playing outfits, and finally to wearing only
various kinds of sexy lingerie, and even being completely naked for me to take photos.
Of course, intimacy after each shoot was indispensable. Afterwards, we would take a bath together to deepen
our bond. As for whether anything would happen while bathing, I wondered if that was even possible.
The teacher was gradually seduced by me, her original elegant young woman persona gone, her wanton
potential slowly being unleashed. Being able to experience the joys of life with the teacher and satisfy my lewd desires
made me truly happy.
"I wonder what else we can do next?" I wondered with a touch of anticipation.
Thinking this, we had already finished bathing, and I lifted the teacher in a bride's carry
, and we both soaked in the bathtub.
Soaking in warm water, surrounded by steam and vapor, with a beautiful woman in my arms, this
kind of enjoyment was something even ancient emperors could only dream of.
The ancients said, "When people are well-fed and warm, they think of lust." Now that we're warm, lust naturally arises.
Looking at my teacher's breasts, two large, white breasts float on the water like giant glutinous rice balls,
their red buds particularly striking. Smelling the fragrance emanating from her body, with her soft body in my arms
, my desire flared up again like dry tinder meeting a raging fire.
My large hand slipped under the teacher's armpit, grasping her full, white breasts. I watched the flesh
change shape under my fingers, pinching her hardened nipples, causing them to spray milky fluid into the water,
staining the originally clear hot water a pale milky white.
Noticing my ministrations, the teacher let out soft moans, "Mmm...mmm..." She adjusted
her position in my lap, placing my hard, fleshy base against her buttocks between her legs. Her full fingers massaged
me, one in front and one behind, gently pinching the glans.
"Teacher, I've noticed our skin has become so smooth lately. Do you think it's because we often take
breast milk baths?" I said with a light laugh, enjoying the teacher's ministrations.
"Hmm...maybe...it really is...that's how it is...then we...should soak...more..." Under my caresses and stimulation
, the teacher managed to finish a sentence in a seductive tone.
"Teacher, today, I want to try this."
My right hand swam towards the teacher's anus in the water, touching that extremely soft and tender
area that I had played with for so long. I inserted my fingers, and because of the hot water, I felt that now was the perfect time to insert them
.
Hearing my request, the teacher knew that this moment would definitely come. Because she wouldn't let me penetrate her
beautiful vagina, she often satisfied me with oral sex, breast sex, taking adult art photos,
drinking semen, and playing with sex toys. She even told me she was willing to let me try anal sex, but said she needed time to
prepare mentally, as it was still too avant-garde for her.
She squeezed my penis hard, and then stood up from the water, as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water, like Venus
herself before me. She stood there in front of me, her back to me, her hands on the bathroom wall,
her exquisite, smooth buttocks raised, turning her head to look at me with seductive eyes, her tongue circling her delicate lips
.
This beautiful scene stunned me; I sat there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.
Seeing me sitting there dumbfounded and unresponsive, the teacher said somewhat angrily,
"Not coming over? Then forget it."
Hearing this, I immediately understood what she meant, and leaped out of the water, lunging towards her.
I was truly blessed not to fall.
"Thank you, teacher,"
I said, hugging her from behind and kissing her flawless back.
"Hmm, be gentle,"
the teacher said, still a little scared.
I kissed my way down her back, all the way to her anus. Looking at that exquisite flower, which had become even softer and more delicate after my many caresses
and each time we bathed together, I
kissed it without hesitation, my tongue probing inside.
It seems I washed her thoroughly; there wasn't a trace of odor. I
licked her delicate anus carefully with my tongue, after all, what was about to enter her was my thick, inhuman, ruthless root, and I needed to
lubricate it properly.
"Mmm...mmm...mmm..."
Hearing the teacher's moans growing louder, and her juices dripping continuously from her tender opening, I knew
she was aroused. Inserting now would be less painful. That bottle of lubricant I had prepared long ago, which I always took
into the bathroom but always managed to take out intact, could finally be put to use.
I carefully applied lubricant inside and out of my teacher's anus, and also coated my engorged penis.
Then, aiming at her anus, I slowly inserted it.
Perhaps it was the lubricant's effect, or perhaps it was due to my previous playfulness, but my large glans
slid in easily with just a little force, and my teacher didn't feel any pain. When I had inserted about a third of it, I felt some
resistance; it was almost impossible to go any further. I knew it was time to push harder.
I leaned down and whispered in my teacher's ear,
"Teacher, I'm going to have to be more forceful now. Be patient. I'm going to accept your first time."
My teacher didn't say anything, just nodded, but her slightly trembling body betrayed her;
she was still nervous.
As the old saying goes, "A short pain is better than a long one." I cast aside my pity for my teacher and forcefully
thrust my entire penis inside, plunging it directly into her anus.
"Ah!!!"
My teacher and I cried out together.
She was in so much pain that even with preparation, it wasn't enough; tears streamed down her face.
I, on the other hand, felt an intense, bone-deep pleasure, something that breast sex couldn't compare to. Her intestinal walls gripped
my penis tightly, a strength I had never felt before, like being held firmly in someone's hand, unable to move
. If I hadn't already ejaculated once before coming into the shower, I definitely wouldn't have been able to hold back and would have immediately
ejaculated inside her anus.
Seeing the teacher's face contorted in pain, my heart ached. I felt sorry for her sacrifice for me.
I wiped away the tears from her eyes, kissed her bare neck, and touched her vulva, pinching and rubbing her clitoris. I
inserted my fingers into her vagina while simultaneously kneading her large, drooping breasts, hoping these caresses would ease
her pain.
Under my tender caresses, a blush returned to her previously pale face, and she
began to moan softly. Then, she tilted her head and glanced at me, looking somewhat weak. "
Okay, we can continue."
Hearing the teacher say this, I knew she had endured the initial, intense pain. I placed my hands
on her plump buttocks and began to slowly thrust in and out.
The teacher had initially felt pain, and although my caresses had helped, the pain didn't immediately subside.
As time passed, she felt pleasure emanating from the deep opening in her buttocks, a pleasure that slowly made her forget
the pain of her first time. This subtle feeling was just like real sex. Each time I thrust
in, the head of my penis scraped against the intestinal wall, stimulating the pleasure nerves in her body, increasing her desire to obtain more
pleasure. She began to twist her slender waist and snowy buttocks, welcoming my thrusts, and also made a few sounds of pleasure.
"Mmm...mmm..."
Seeing that the teacher began to respond to me, I knew that she was beginning to experience pleasure, and I relaxed and thrust harder.
I looked down at her, and the teacher's breasts swayed back and forth and side to side with my violation, the waves of milk rippling in
waves, making my eyes dizzy. The teacher twisted tirelessly, cooperating with my violation, making it easier for me
to thrust. Each entry and exit would cause my scrotum to hit the teacher's vulva, making a lewd "slap slap"
sound.
"Mmm...ah...mmm...ah...good...good...so comfortable,"
the teacher moaned with pleasure. Hearing her lewd words was like a war drum, driving me, the warrior, into a frenzy. I couldn't resist raising my large hand, which was kneading her buttocks, 　　and slapping it down
on her white bottom. 　　"Smack!" 　　The teacher hadn't expected such a rough move, but it brought her a strange kind of pleasure. Stimulated, she 　　tensed up, clenching even tighter, almost making me lose control. Having tasted the sweetness, I naturally didn't 　　stop. My hands continued to slap, her white, tender buttocks quickly turning red, the "smack, smack" 　　sounds echoing incessantly. 　　"Teacher...I...feels so good!" 　　"Mmm...mmm...me too...I...I'm almost there..." 　　Both the teacher and I experienced pleasure from this unconventional sex. I stopped slapping her and leaned down 　　to engage in a passionate kiss with her, exchanging saliva. My hands tightly kneaded her large, drooping breasts, shaping 　　them into the forms I desired. My lower body thrust in and out forcefully, my hip movements gradually increasing in 　　speed and intensity. The ecstasy made the teacher scream repeatedly. 　　"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!" 　　As expected, the teacher was the first to succumb, a gush of semen powerfully erupting from her vagina as 　　if she were releasing her pent-up emotions. I supported my teacher's limp body after her climax, changed her position, and 　　laid her on her back on the bathroom floor. I placed her legs on my shoulders and made my final thrusts. 　　Each thrust was with all my might, as if I were trying to penetrate her completely 　　. My teacher could only lie there helplessly, her hair disheveled behind her head, 　　moaning softly with each thrust. Saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth due to the intense pleasure, and her two 34F breasts 　　swayed wildly back and forth, unable to stop. 　　"Ohhhhhh!" 　　Finally, I shuddered, my penis grew thick and swollen, and I finally ejaculated inside my teacher. I 　　pushed hard, and my teacher felt wave after wave of white fluid rushing through her body. The heat stimulated her again, and 　　her vagina contracted, bringing her a second orgasm, spraying my face with her juices. 　　We both panted, and I pulled out my penis, which had ejaculated inside her anus, with a "pop" sound.

The sound made the teacher blush even more, and streams of semen flowed out, but I was already satisfied and didn't care about that anymore
. I lay down, letting the teacher rest her head on my arm, kissed her flushed cheeks, and
lingered my hands on her body, as if I couldn't get enough of touching her.
"Teacher, that was really great."
"Mmm."
The teacher only responded softly, lowering her head and playing with my penis that had just brought her to ecstasy
, as if she had discovered a new toy, curiously playing with it, and no one could disturb her.
"Teacher, you gave me your first time, so you're my woman now."
"Mm."
Hearing me say that, the teacher raised her head, her almond-shaped eyes filled with smiles and love. She played with
my penis, pinching my glans and stroking my testicles 　　. Then she leaned in for another deep kiss,
our lips and tongues intertwined, just like our relationship—inseparable.
**********
... 　　Sister Ni is the teacher's younger sister. When we first met, she seemed a bit cold, which made me a little afraid of her. But after 　　we got to know each other better, I realized she was just as warm and friendly as Sister Ya; she was just a bit 　　aloof with people she'd just met. Because I lived away from home, the teacher's family, knowing my situation, often invited me 　　to their house for meals—partly so I could take more photos of Qianqian. And with free dinners as a reward 　　, I certainly wouldn't pass up the opportunity. 　　"Sure, I'll be there around seven." 　　"Okay, don't forget to bring photos and videos of Qianqian." 　　"Alright, I'm all set." " 　　That's settled then, see you tonight." 　　"Okay, bye-bye." 　　Hanging up the phone, I looked forward to the evening's meal and asked my teacher, 　　"Teacher, what do you think we'll be having for dinner?" 　　At that moment, I was lying naked on my teacher's bed, my penis erect and facing the ceiling 　　. Lying on the white sheets, against the soft pillows, smelling the lingering scent of my teacher, I 　　still felt unsatisfied. I picked up a damp, dark green lace panty from the bed, brought it to my nose, and savored the 　　sensual aroma. 　　My teacher was moving on top of me, her anus engulfing my penis, the way it went in and out of her anus 　　was truly utterly lewd. Seeing that I had hung up the phone, the teacher, who had been too scared to make a sound, started 　　moaning again. 　　"Hmm...hmm...I don't...know...but...as long as...I go...I'll...know..." 　　"Yeah, I didn't think of that, hehe." 　　After anal sex with the teacher, her libido seemed to have increased by another 30%, and she 　　became more uninhibited in our sex life. After her anus recovered a little, we met again at her house, and today was the fifth time 　　. Seeing that the teacher was particularly aroused today, perhaps it was because the phone call had stimulated her, or perhaps it was because 　　her husband's business trip would end tomorrow and he would be back, making her particularly emotional. 　　"Teacher, you're so excited today," 　　I said teasingly. 　　The teacher was too overwhelmed with pleasure to speak, swaying back and forth and side to side on top of me, her large, high 　　breasts bouncing up and down, shimmering with dazzling white light. Unable to resist the temptation, I pulled her body 　　down and took turns sucking and licking her breasts vigorously, spraying breast milk all over my face. Her lower body was a dark, velvety 　　patch, the dildo inserted inside was turned up to its maximum power, buzzing loudly inside her vagina. Even through the membrane, 　　the intense vibrations stimulated my penis, sending waves of pleasure through me. 　　Just then, the television in the room emitted a woman's moan of orgasm, making the teacher even more excited 　　as she manipulated herself. The sex scene on the screen featured the teacher and me. To spice things up, I made 　　a video of my sex with my teacher. Watching the video and seeing ourselves doing the same thing in real life made us both even more aroused. This 　　became our alternative aphrodisiac. 　　"Mmm...mmm...I...almost...coming..." 　　My teacher, nearing orgasm, was like a frenzied female beast, her hands tightly kneading her 34F breasts, 　　spraying milk everywhere and soaking the sheets. She vigorously stroked my penis up and down, the glans and shaft 　　rubbing intensely inside her, and I responded with thrusting my hips upwards, making her moan incessantly, 　　her juices flowing freely. 　　"Ah...I'm...coming..." 　　With my powerful thrusts, my teacher climaxed, collapsing onto me, unable to speak, only panting. 　　I turned my teacher over, making her kneel on the bed, and forcefully thrust into her anus in a doggy-style position. 　　Although she was tired, she still cooperated by twisting her slender waist, helping me to ejaculate inside her quickly. I grasped 　　her enormous breasts, which I found so alluring, using them as leverage to thrust even faster. 　　At that moment, we had long forgotten worldly morality; we were just two 　　ordinary people focused on pursuing the most pleasurable feeling in life. 　　Finally, I felt I couldn't hold back any longer, and my thrusts became faster and faster. My teacher also realized that my huge penis inside her had 　　become thick and hard, and she was about to ejaculate, so she shook her slender waist and plump buttocks even more vigorously, hoping that I would 　　ejaculate quickly as well. 　　My hands kneaded the teacher's delicate white buttocks, watching her ample breasts sway violently with her excitement, and 　　the throbbing member about to ejaculate inside her anus. This beauty was moaning softly beneath me, and suddenly, a divine inspiration struck me 　　, leading me to do something I never imagined. 　　I abruptly pulled out the dildo from her body, replacing it with my real penis, and thrust in and out four or 　　five times in one breath, each time all the way in. The unfamiliar, wet, hot sensation excited me immensely; waves of pleasure washed over me, spreading throughout 　　my entire body. I suppressed my urge to ejaculate, pulled out again, and thrust back into her anus, ejaculating profusely, causing the teacher to 　　cry out in pain. 　　"Huff...huff...huff..."

I fell back onto the soft bed, my penis smoothly withdrawing from my anus, semen flowing out.
The only sounds in the room were our heavy breathing.
After ejaculating, I felt a pang of fear, wondering why I had done such a thing. I had promised the teacher
I wouldn't go inside, yet I had broken my promise. Now I didn't know how to explain it. Saying I had a momentary lapse of judgment
, while perhaps true, probably wouldn't convince the teacher. Frustrated, I decided to stop thinking about anything, lying
sprawled on the bed, feigning innocence as I looked at the teacher.
The teacher had slightly recovered from the afterglow of her climax and sat up. Semen flowed from her anus, leaving
another pool of sticky liquid on the bed. This lewd scene rekindled
the energy in my recently ejaculated penis, making it erect and proudly thrust towards her again.
Looking at the guy who had shamelessly entered her, showing no remorse for his mistake and
instead provoking her like this, the teacher was a little angry. But recalling the fulfilling feeling, the warm
body temperature so real, the anger that was about to rise suddenly subsided.
The teacher glared at me, stood up, and gritted her teeth, a hint of resentment in her voice,
"Just this once."
She then quickly walked towards the bathroom, but stopped at the door, giving me a disapproving look.
"What are you still lying there for? Come help me take a bath."
With that, she ignored me and went inside.
Hearing this, I jumped up happily, knowing she had forgiven my rude behavior.
Overjoyed, I swung my still-erect penis and rushed to the bathroom, not forgetting to grab the recording
camera and set it up at the door.
The bathroom was filled with steam and heat, and finally, the cheerful laughter of a woman echoed through the air. The laughter quickly
turned into panting, which in turn transformed into
moans of pleasure, mingling with the man's heavy breathing to create a symphony that echoed throughout the room.
(To be continued)

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