It's so nice to have tutoring at the teacher's house during my youth.

I only had sex with my aunt less than ten times. By my senior year of high school, the academic pressure had increased significantly.
Evening study sessions were extended to 10 PM, and my grades were truly "embarrassing," especially English. In my senior
year, we got a new homeroom teacher, Du Hongxia, a graduate of Dalian University of Foreign Languages, known for her strictness. We all found Du Hongxia quite amusing. We all agreed that Dalian University of Foreign Languages was known for its beautiful women,
but Du Hongxia was an exception. She was less than 1.6 meters tall and weighed well over 130 pounds. She
was the type who was fat all over—thick legs, a round face, and
some In short: short, thick, and fat! However, describing her as just fat would be unfair; her
flesh was very firm. When she wore shapewear, looking at her thick legs, my first thought
was "Jinhua ham"—thick, hard, and solid.

Unfortunately, this woman became my homeroom teacher, a truly terrifying one. Because of my poor English, I was
often unable to answer her questions and was then made to stand at the back of the classroom as punishment.
I really didn't know what to do with this "English witch." My English was already bad, my foundation was weak, and who would want to stand at the back as
punishment ? Because of the pressure of the college entrance exam, although I had passionate sex with my aunt, I was always on edge.
Once, while my aunt and I were in the middle of our passion, my little brother walked over barefoot and urinated on the bed
. My aunt and I, who were naked, were terrified. Luckily, it was just him sleepwalking. After the first mock exam, everything else was okay, not great, but passable, except for
English, which I got in the 40s. Although I tried very hard, it seemed my foundation was too weak. My father, a high school teacher, contacted my homeroom teacher. Although he teaches physics,
we were both from the school, and he hoped she would be stricter with me. Du Hongxia often called on me
to answer questions and made me stand as punishment, all at my father's behest. He wanted her to be even stricter. But how strict? As I got to know her better, I discovered that Du Hongxia was truly dedicated and responsible. Although the school arranged for
teachers of various subjects to be present during evening self-study sessions, she was there every single time. Perhaps it was because her home was across
from , in the building next to my uncle's. She walked back and forth in the classroom so much that even the guys reading novels had to
put them away. I heard her husband was the same; he also taught senior high school and was there every day.
Their children were cared for by her in-laws. What more could you ask for from a teacher like that? When Du Hongxia walked through the classroom, I liked to watch her from behind. Her legs were so
strong and round, and she had a big, round bottom like the moon. This teacher didn't seem to care about her figure at all,
often wearing white pants with black polka dots that accentuated her physique. Maybe it's my sexual orientation that's problematic; I'm particularly interested in women with a robust physique,
but I don't feel anything for slender women. Perhaps it's because of my aunt; her legs are very strong, but
Du Hongxia 's legs seem only half the length of my aunt's, but much thicker and more robust. Looking at
Du Hongxia from behind, I fantasized about what kind of genitals lay beneath those short, thick legs. Were those legs even more powerful?
I returned to my uncle's house around 10 PM. My aunt was asleep, and I was too embarrassed to disturb her. I took a
notebook masturbating whenever I felt like it. In the second mock exam, I got a 55 in English, despite my efforts. My father saw my score and went to see Du Hongxia again. I don't know what Du Hongxia said to my father,
but he told me that my homeroom teacher, Du Hongxia, said I was working hard, but my foundation was too weak. He said if I worked
harder , there was still hope. He had spoken to Du Hongxia, and the teacher would give me extra lessons on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. My God, I'm going to be
tortured by this muscular woman. On Monday evening, Du Hongxia still showed up for self-study. After greeting the teacher in charge, she led me out
to her house, where I followed quietly. It was my first time at Du Hongxia's home. The decor was simple: a living room, two bedrooms,
and a study. After all, it was a family of students, hence the study. Once inside, Du Hongxia was very welcoming, completely unlike the "serious" and strict person she was at school. She
offered me fruit first, then talked to me at length, mostly offering encouragement. She said I had a chance to get into
a good university, that I had been too playful in the past and my foundation was a little weak, but that's how exams are
; good grades don't guarantee a good university, and bad grades definitely mean no university. Every year, there are people who didn't study well but did very well.
She said as long as I work hard now, I can still make it through, and there are still seven or eight months left! It was all polite talk, and I just nodded and agreed. After a while, Du Hongxia led me to the study and
began to systematically teach me English. I had tutoring three days a week. Because of my "fear" of my homeroom teacher, my English
score finally reached over 70 points in the third mock exam. My dad knew my English had improved and hoped I would continue
to work hard . He suggested I bring some fruit or something when I visited the teacher's house as a token of appreciation. Because I went so often,
Du Hongxia informed the teacher, and I would go to her house alone on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday evenings for tutoring. On these three days, Du Hongxia wouldn't go to school but would wait for me at home.
The more I interacted with her, the more I understood Du Hongxia. We would chat and look around during breaks in tutoring.
I saw photos of her from her university days. Although she wasn't tall and was quite robust then, she wasn't like
she . Her round face back then exuded youthfulness, without any blemishes. She was simply a very individualistic
girl. Women often gain weight after marriage, but Du Hongxia still described her as robust, not fat. Her husband wasn't from our school, but he also taught senior high school math. I don't know if it's
a common problem with math teachers or just my bad impression of them, but Du Hongxia's husband was just like the math
teachers —delicate and lacking in masculinity. To be honest, Du Hongxia was
much stronger than her husband. After tutoring Du Hongxia until 8:30 PM, and then continuing with evening self-study at school, without any constraints, my
thoughts started wandering, and I wrote almost half a notebook about my experiences with my aunt. During this period
of tutoring at Du Hongxia's home, I became increasingly interested in this "mature" teacher. Perhaps it was "familiarity breeds fondness," but I
developed an unparalleled feeling for this teacher who was incredibly strict at school but so warm and welcoming at home. After writing so much about my aunt, I started writing about my teacher. She didn't come to school on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. At first, it was
fine, but later, as I went more often, I dressed more casually, less formally. A few times, I even wore pajamas—
of course, the kind that covered me up quite a bit—but it was still much cuter than formal attire. Later, when I went to my teacher's house for tutoring, I not only wanted to learn knowledge, but also pay attention to this
teacher . Then, I would return to school and write down my fantasies. I quite enjoyed this kind of life.
Several times, when my teacher wore pajamas, I saw her deep cleavage and even lost my composure, which she noticed.
The teacher straightened her clothes, glanced at me, and I felt embarrassed. Thankfully, she didn't say anything and continued
the lesson . If things had continued like this, perhaps I would have continued to learn well. However, things are like that; things
always change. Once, while receiving tutoring at Du Hongxia's house, around 7 PM, Du Hongxia's mother-in-law called. Her
child had suddenly developed a high fever, and the teacher needed to come quickly. I hurriedly packed my things, grabbed my schoolbag, and
went back to school. But in that "hurry," I forgot to leave a blank notebook at the teacher's house. I
didn't even notice it at the time; I completely ignored it and went back to school for my evening self-study session as usual! The day passed peacefully. I remember it was Wednesday, and it was time for my tutoring session at my teacher's house again. At noon, as I
was packing my things, I discovered my
notebook This shocked me greatly. How could something be lost? And what about the notebook? Was it
stolen by a classmate, or by someone else? I couldn't have left it at home; I always kept it in my schoolbag. How could it
be gone? I searched everywhere I could think of, but I couldn't find the notebook. I panicked. Whoever
had it would be a disaster for me, because I had filled almost the entire notebook with writing.
What would happen if someone gave it to my teacher? Waves of panic washed over me. I didn't know what to do, or how I would get through the afternoon's classes. The last
period in the afternoon was self-study. As usual, Ms. Du Hongxia came. I felt she glanced at me, but I didn't know what she
meant . However, Ms. Du Hongxia didn't stay; she just looked at me and left. Before leaving, she came to me
and whispered, "Don't forget the extra class tonight!" Perhaps because she left halfway through the last extra class, she was afraid I'd think she wasn't going to give it to me, so she specifically
reminded . I didn't answer any questions that didn't need an answer. I didn't feel like eating dinner that night. When it was time for evening self-study, I went to Ms. Du Hongxia's
house with my backpack, rang the doorbell, and went in. Everything was the same as usual. Ms. Du Hongxia was wearing a bright red dress, the kind of thin nightgown that made her look like a
red pillar! The red nightgown was pretty, just a little too bright, giving off a very passionate vibe. However,
the neckline was very low, and I could see a deep cleavage. Although I felt uneasy and confused, I still had to attend the extra class. The teacher had everything prepared in her study. Ms. Du Hongxia
's tutoring was very targeted, focusing on the key points of the exam. While this tutoring did improve my foundation,
it wasn't a huge improvement, but it greatly enhanced my test-taking skills. I went to my desk and saw the blank notebook I had left there last time, but I didn't pay it any mind. The teacher
began her tutoring session. The teacher sat upright, and I sat beside her, listening to her explain how to read and answer questions. From
the side, I could easily see the teacher's neckline; it was very low and open. I could see more than just her nipples.
Du Hongxia 's breasts and face, like her buttocks, were very round, and I could almost see her nipples. I
didn't dare to be careless, afraid that the teacher would see my embarrassment again, so I would glance at her twice and then look away, continuing to listen to the teacher
. But in this situation, who could concentrate? Less than half an hour later, the teacher seemed to realize that my mind wasn't on the tutoring, so she
pushed the materials aside and said to me, "Alright, your mind isn't on this today. Let's talk about something else!" My
face turned red, and I didn't know what to say. Du Hongxia picked up the blank notebook I had left there last time, flipped through it, and said, "Your writing is quite good. Do you write often
?" I didn't know why Teacher Du Hongxia said that, and I didn't know what to say, so I just looked at
her. The teacher flipped through the blank notebook, opened to the middle page, and pushed it to me. I looked at it; it was filled with dense
writing—descriptions of me and my aunt having sex! I had completely forgotten when I wrote in this notebook. The teacher must have seen it when she turned to this page
. I hurriedly closed the notebook and said, "It's just random scribbles!" "So, all of this is just random scribbles?" The teacher took my lost notebook out of the desk drawer,
placed it on the table, and slowly flipped through it. I looked at Du Hongxia, my mind racing, calculating what to do. Why did she steal my notebook?
Why was she talking to me about these things? She must have seen what I wrote about her and me at the back. What would her reaction be?
Was she like my aunt, interested in me? Knowing about my aunt, I was bursting with confidence. Even my aunt was interested in me,
let alone others. Du Hongxia kept flipping through the pages. I didn't say anything; I didn't know what to say . I just sat there, watching
what she would do next. Teacher Du Hongxia just kept turning the pages, her eyes scanning each one. I didn't know
if she could finish reading, or if she really had. Suddenly, Teacher Du Hongxia smiled: "Oh! There's still something about me here!" She had seen what I wrote about us
having sex. I still didn't say anything. At this moment, saying anything would be superfluous. The teacher flipped through the notebook for a while, closed it, looked at me, and said, "Wang Zhibin, I know
which of what you wrote is true and which is false!" I looked at Du Hongxia's round face, into her eyes. She didn't seem angry; her face was calm. The teacher continued, "What you wrote about me is definitely false, because you don't know my body. But what you
wrote about you and your aunt is definitely true. You couldn't have written so detailedly if you hadn't done it!
It's normal to have these thoughts during puberty, but how could you do it with your aunt!" I continued to look at the teacher, unsure how to speak or answer. Teacher Du Hongxia said, "From your writing, I can also tell that your aunt seduced you. That's
normal; you're so handsome, how could you not be popular! But I just suspect that you really could make your aunt have
four orgasms." My heart skipped a beat. I looked at Teacher Du Hongxia; her eyes were alluring, and her face was flushed. I mustered my courage, smiled, and said, "Why don't you give it a try, Teacher?" Teacher Du Hongxia said, "Try it then! I don't believe you're that good!" Nothing else mattered now. I went over and hugged the teacher's fleshy body. She let out
a soft and collapsed into my arms. I held Teacher Du Hongxia, my hands exploring her body.
Her flesh was so firm, hard to the touch, even harder than my aunt's. Teacher Du Hongxia said, "Let's go to the bedroom!" I said, "Your husband won't be back." Du Hongxia said, "No. Hurry!" Holding the teacher, we went to the bedroom. The teacher said, "Take off my clothes. Look at what you wrote, how unrealistic!" I gently untied the back of the teacher's pajamas, and the entire pajamas fell to the floor. The
teacher wasn't wearing a bra; her round breasts hung firmly on her chest, like two bowls placed on her chest, and
her skin wasn't particularly fair. She wore white underwear, which was small and seemed a bit too tight on her body
. There was a scar on her abdomen, probably from a C-section. Having learned a lot from my aunt, I placed the teacher on the bed, lay on top of her, and began
licking her neck and breasts. Although I wasn't familiar with the teacher's body, I was very familiar with my aunt's.
I believe women's erogenous zones should be the same. After licking the teacher's body for over ten minutes, her nipples became erect. I moved downwards and slowly pulled down her
panties. Surprisingly, her pubic area was completely hairless, unlike my aunt's, who had thick pubic hair.
"Teacher, you don't have any pubic hair?" I asked. The teacher replied, "I shaved it! I don't like having hair. Do you like it? It's not like the thick pubic hair you wrote about.
" I placed my mouth on her pubic area, gently licking it and teasing her
clitoris Soon, her pubic area became wet. Perhaps worried about her husband's return, after her pubic area became wet, she got up from the bed, lay face down
on it, her pubic area facing me standing on the floor, and said, "Come here!" Looking at her "clean" pubic area, I hurriedly pulled down my pants. My penis was fully erect; you should
know , at this time, my penis was already 17 or 18 centimeters long and 5.5 centimeters in diameter! After a full erection,
my glans was purplish-red. I held my penis and slowly inserted it into Teacher Du Hongxia's vagina. It was really tight. Perhaps it was because she had never given birth, or perhaps it was because her legs were so strong that
they could tighten her vagina forcefully. Even though there was vaginal lubrication, I still felt such tightness. I slowly inserted and slowly withdrew, going back and forth more than ten times, before I felt that Teacher Du's vagina was not
so constricting. I held Teacher Du's round buttocks and began to thrust rapidly. I could have had
more foreplay, but I was really afraid that Teacher Du's husband would come back, and I was on tenterhooks! Teacher Du's hands were on the bed, and her body was almost at a 90-degree angle to my standing body. My penis could easily
thrust rapidly inside her body. My penis was pointed upwards, and each thrust scraped against Teacher Du's vaginal
walls. I thrust about a hundred times, and Teacher Du's vaginal lubrication increased, but Teacher Du still didn't seem to have
an orgasm . I didn't feel the sudden constriction that my aunt felt when she orgasmed, or perhaps Teacher Du's vagina
was always constricted and I didn't feel it, but Teacher Du didn't make a sound. I inserted my entire penis into Teacher Du Hongxia's vagina, lay on top of her, and rubbed her
breasts with both hands, saying, "Teacher, how's your husband?" The teacher turned her head and said, "He's not as big as yours, and he doesn't last as long!" This was what I expected. Her husband was rather delicate, like a young woman; how could he
be bigger and more capable than me? But why didn't Teacher Du Hongxia have an orgasm like my aunt?
Why didn't she moan? Did she not like moaning? I held the teacher's buttocks and started thrusting again. I thrust for over thirty minutes. Although the teacher's fluids increased, she still didn't have
the orgasm I hoped for, and of course, she didn't make a sound. This surprised me. If it were my aunt, she would have had at least three or four
orgasms . While thrusting inside the teacher's vagina, I noticed something: when I thrust, the teacher's
anus would open. Although my aunt's anus also opened when we were having sex, it wasn't as wide as the teacher's
, and from the teacher's anus, it looked wet. I was curious, so while thrusting, I touched the teacher's anus with my finger. The teacher seemed to get a jolt
, and let out a soft moan. I felt like I'd discovered something amazing, so I inserted my entire penis into her body, one hand caressing her
breasts, the other slowly sliding around her anus. As I slid my hand, the teacher's body
changed ; her buttocks wiggled, and she started making sounds. I smiled and said, "Teacher, do you want me to fuck your anus?" Teacher Du Hongxia didn't speak, but
nodded vigorously. So Teacher Du Hongxia liked being fucked in the anus! This surprised me greatly. I
pulled my penis out of Teacher Du Hongxia's vagina; it was covered in her vaginal fluid. I guided my penis towards her anus and slowly
inserted it . The process wasn't as difficult as I'd imagined. Perhaps it was because my penis was covered in Teacher Du Hongxia's
vaginal fluid, or perhaps her anus was wet; in any case, my penis easily slid all the way into Teacher
Du Hongxia 's anus. Just as my glans touched the teacher's anus, she tilted her head back, opened her mouth wide, and
let out a long "Ah..." sound. She didn't finish the "Ah" until my penis was fully inserted,
then lowered her head. I felt my penis being tightly gripped by the sphincter muscles of her anus; it felt quite
different from the vagina. I held her buttocks and began to slowly thrust. After only two thrusts, she started
emitting exaggerated moans! I increased my speed, and her head began to shake wildly with my thrusts, constantly crying out:
"Ah...ah...so good...so comfortable...harder...fuck me harder...fuck me!" I hadn't expected that the most stimulating area on her body was her anus.
She hadn't , but a few thrusts in her anus were enough to make her incredibly aroused. As I thrust, I felt something oily coming out of the teacher's anus. Although it wasn't as
much as the vaginal fluid, the thrusting became easier. I touched down, and although there was no thrusting of my penis in the teacher's vagina
, the amount of vaginal fluid was increasing. I inserted my entire penis into the teacher's anus and stopped moving, only stroking the teacher's breasts. The teacher seemed
unsatisfied and turned her head, saying, "Move! Why aren't you moving? Are you going to cum?" I laughed and said, "It's too early to cum! Does your husband often fuck your anus? You get
so horny every time he fucks your anus!" Du Hongxia said, "He doesn't fuck me! I've told him a few times, and he said it's dirty and that I'm a pervert! Move faster
! I can't take it anymore!" I said, "Then why do you like fucking anus? Who has fucked your anus?" Du Hongxia said, "No, no... Move faster! I really can't take it anymore!" As she spoke, she shook her
buttocks , letting my penis move slightly inside her anus. I said, "If you won't tell me, then I won't fuck anymore, I'm going to pull out!" Saying this, I pretended to pull my
penis out. Teacher Du Hongxia became anxious and said, "No! No! Move, I'll tell you!" I held the teacher's buttocks and continued to slowly thrust. The teacher shook her body and head as she said,
"When I was in college, I had a boyfriend. Back then, he wanted to have sex, but I was afraid of losing my virginity to him and what would I do
if we broke up, so I had anal sex with him. It was always very exciting. After I got married, when I had sex with my husband, I felt that vaginal sex wasn't as exciting as
anal sex , but my husband wouldn't have sex with me!" So that's how it was. The teacher felt good being anally fucked by her boyfriend
in college. No wonder! Now, she doesn't orgasm when she has vaginal sex, but she orgasms when I insert anal sex. The feeling of anal sex and vaginal sex is really different. I thrust in and out of Teacher Du Hongxia's anus for another twenty
minutes before ejaculating. I believe that if it were vaginal sex, even with the teacher's tight vagina, I
wouldn't have ejaculated so quickly. When I withdrew my penis, the teacher's head was already buried in the bed, seemingly exhausted, with a layer of misty
sweat on her back. Clearly, due to the long period without anal stimulation, this stimulation was almost unbearable for her. I withdrew my penis, and some semen slowly flowed from the teacher's anus. I shook my penis, and seeing
the semen flowing from her anus, I had a mischievous idea. I inserted my penis, which, although I had ejaculated, was still not completely limp.
I entered the teacher's vagina, slowly guiding the flowing semen inside, pushing my penis to
its deepest point. As I thrust in and out, the teacher murmured, "You're amazing! My ex-boyfriends
only lasted ten minutes before ejaculating, but you've been fucking me for so long, my ass is numb... I haven't
felt like this in so long!" I patted the teacher's large, crescent-shaped buttocks and said, "I'll be there whenever you want, teacher!" The teacher seemed very tired, struggling to get up, putting on her clothes, and said, "Go back to school, remember to study hard!" I asked, "When can I come for tutoring again?" The teacher replied, "As usual. I'm so tired!" I packed my things, left the teacher's house, and looked back at her house, thinking, "Tutoring at the teacher's house is so nice!"

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