Teacher Three

(ix) I've been
sick for about four or five days, and today I finally have to go to class. During that time, I received many
phone , and of course, quite a few friends came to visit in person. They said they were coming to see
me for treatment, but most of them actually wanted to take the opportunity to loot some comics or something. However, some of my true best friends
were quite concerned about me, because they heard I was quite ill, though they never expressed their concern. When they arrived at
my house and saw that I was doing well, they started teasing me:
"Hey! Xiao Du, you've been masturbating too much! No wonder you're so weak, haha..." A group of people laughed heartily.
"Well... well, you could say that! Heh..." That was all I could reply, along with a helpless
bitter smile.
Although these people, whether with ulterior motives or without, were still grateful to them for not forgetting me.
Of course, the teacher also came.
That morning, while everyone was in class, my mother woke me from my sleep:
"Jiawei, your teacher is here to see you. Get up and say hello." My mother hurriedly pulled back my
blanket and placed my clothes beside me.
"The teacher is here!" This thought lingered in my mind for a moment, and I became fully awake.
I changed into more formal clothes and quickly washed up. As soon as I went downstairs, I saw my teacher's
delicate and pretty face. She was sitting on the long leather sofa in her home, wearing tight jeans that accentuated
her long, shapely legs. She wore a light yellow casual top, a very relaxed outfit suitable for a teacher. Unlike previous teachers, she wasn't wearing lipstick; her pink lips held a sweet smile. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail, and undeniably, overall, she looked younger. She also carried a small bag and wore glasses. The teacher looked so elegant, so well-mannered, so…charming. For some reason, I was a little moved and softly called out, “Teacher…” The teacher nodded to me with a charming smile and continued listening to my mother tell me about my illness. When my mother saw me come downstairs, she told me to sit next to the teacher first, and then continued her conversation. I kept glancing at the teacher, and she did too. When our eyes met, I saw concern in her eyes. “Okay, you two chat for a while, I’ll go get some drinks.” My mother got up and went to the kitchen. The teacher quickly thanked my mother and hurriedly asked me, “Are you…alright?” I nodded and replied, “Not bad.” “That’s good. I was so worried. I’ve wanted to come see you for so long, but I couldn’t find the time. After school, my classmates would come over.” I hummed in agreement and playfully said, “Teacher, you look so beautiful today!” The teacher lowered her head shyly and whispered, “Is…is that so?” “Yes!” I replied casually. "Yes, as long as you think it looks good," the teacher said softly. But I didn't miss a single word. I grasped her hand and called out, "Teacher..." "What's wrong?" the teacher asked, her hand slightly pulling away shyly. "You've missed me, haven't you?" I asked tentatively. The teacher slowly lowered her head and said, "I've missed you so much! I... how could I forget you?" Her tone was very sincere. I held her hand tightly. At that moment, I really hoped my mother would leave ; I wanted to cherish my teacher. Just then, my mother brought in the juice, and I quickly let go of the teacher's hand. Just then, the phone rang. Mom answered it, spoke for a while, seemed a little flustered, hung up, and turned around apologetically, saying, "Jiawei, sit with your teacher for a bit. Mom has something to do and has to go out. Teacher, I'm so sorry! I have n't ." Mom's words were like a godsend, but to my ears, they sounded like, "Jiawei, sit with your teacher for a bit..." I nodded quickly, and the teacher said it was alright. After some polite exchanges between Mom and the teacher, Mom drove off , leaving only the teacher and me at home. I quickly pressed my body against the teacher, cupped her face, and kissed her, my hands playing with her large breasts through her casual clothes. The teacher quickly pushed me away, saying, "You're sick, and you're still... still doing this." I retorted defiantly, "I'm sick, but I still have a lot of energy." After saying that, my eyes glanced down at my genitals. The teacher giggled and said, "Oh... really?" Her hand grabbed my erect penis. "Looks like you're really energetic! Heh..." The teacher was stroking herself through my pants. "Let's finish this quickly! I'm afraid Mom will be back soon, so take your pants off yourself." I said as I unbuttoned the teacher's shirt. "Hmm..." The teacher quickly took off her jeans. "It's white today!" I unhooked the teacher's pure white bra and sucked on her bouncy breasts. My hand rubbed the teacher's clitoris through her thin panties, and the teacher immediately let out a sweet moan. Then I told the teacher to lie on the sofa, and I knelt down beside her legs, pulled aside her panties, and licked her wet private parts. The teacher's face showed a look of pleasure, and her body arched with my tongue. "Don't make too much noise, the neighbors will hear." I inserted my fingers into the teacher's vagina. "Ah...ah..." The teacher clenched her teeth, her eyebrows furrowed, as if enduring some torment. My tongue joined the battle, sliding along her labia and reaching the top, licking the teacher's . The teacher pressed down on my head, I couldn't tell if she wanted me to continue or stop. "Ah...you...stop playing...I...I can't take it...anymore, ah..." The teacher desperately tried to suppress her voice. Her juices flowed freely, soaking her panties and my fingers. I pulled my fingers out and rubbed her nipples upwards, licking them as I said, "Hmm...it feels...good, doesn't it...ah..." The teacher moaned, slowly saying, "So...good...ah...ah...I...can't...take it anymore... hmm...ahh..." I quickly stood up, took off my pants and underwear, and said, "Take off your wet panties ." The teacher obediently sat up, and as soon as she took off her underwear, she immediately took my exposed penis into her mouth. Like seeing prey , she held it tightly without letting go, mumbling, "Hmm...it's been so long...hmm...not seen... hmm hmm..."

I savored the teacher's wet mouth and tongue, thinking: Will it last three days?
Then, I pushed the teacher away, her lewd behavior almost making me lose control. I pushed her down,
grabbed her breast with one hand, and guided my penis with the other, thrusting deep inside. The teacher let out
a long and grabbed her buttocks with both hands. I immediately began to thrust.
Perhaps due to my illness, I felt a little dizzy while having sex with the teacher, but it wasn't
a big deal . Her soft, large breasts swayed like puddings on my body, and her tightly closed mouth revealed her
restraint. Her face gradually flushed with my thrusts, and she let out soft moans.
"Teacher... this time... let's... go together..." I said to the teacher, speeding up.
The teacher looked at me and nodded. I flipped her over and re-entered her body. I
thrust slowly, afraid that the teacher wouldn't be able to bear it and would cry out, squeezing her full breasts forcefully with both hands.
"Ah... Jiawei... hurry up... I want it so bad..."
"Teacher... don't rush... I'll make you feel good..."
Like a pile driver, though not fast, each thrust went deep inside. Soon, the teacher was panting
heavily . I started to speed up, and the teacher couldn't help but cry out, "Ahhhhhhh!!"
I couldn't care less, my penis was also approaching orgasm, and the teacher's reaction was even more intense:
"Jia... Jiawei... I'm going to... cum... ahhh... so good..." The teacher's hands were lasciviously
kneading her large breasts.
"Teacher... I... am almost there too... um..." I quickened my thrusting pace.
Suddenly, the teacher cried out, "
Ahhhhhh !! I'm cumming..." My penis felt hot and was about to ejaculate. "
Ah... Teacher... can... cum inside... ah...
" "Ah ...
As soon as I pulled out, hot, thick, white semen
gushed out in a powerful, spurting stream. A white, thread-like liquid ran down the teacher's buttocks, down her snow-white back, her hair,
and even onto the sofa and its armrests in front of her…
I handed her a tissue and cleaned the hard-to-reach areas myself. Once everything was back to
normal, I picked up her clothes and gave them to her.
I picked up her soaking wet panties and sniffed them. “Hmm, really slutty!”
“Ugh, give them back…”
I gently tossed them back to her.
“So wet, you still want to wear them?”
“It’s okay, I’ll go home first.” The teacher said, tidying herself up.
After she finished, she bent down, picked up my panties, and said with a smile, “Here, let me help you put them on.”
I gladly accepted her help. She deftly helped me put on my panties, pressing
her face against my penis through my leopard-print panties and gently rubbing it, as if with boundless affection. The teacher looked up at me and said,
"You sprayed so much today!"
"Hmm... I guess it's because I haven't done it in a long time."
The teacher smiled and kissed it. She then helped me put my pants back on and said, "I'm leaving now."
I nodded and said, "I'll see you off."
I walked her to the door, and she looked at me with some reluctance, saying softly, "Take care of yourself and
come to class soon."
I pinched her breast and laughed, "Yes, ma'am!" making an exaggerated salute
.
The teacher smiled, gently grasped my penis, and said, "Well, I'll go now." She gently
rubbed it.
"Goodbye, teacher." I waved, and the teacher nodded, putting on her shoes.
As she was about to leave, she suddenly turned back and kissed me, giggling, "Goodbye." Then she got into her car and drove away.
I looked around; hmm, no one was there. I closed the door and went back to bed.
Oh dear! Why didn't I bring the teacher to the room and make her moan like that? Then no one would have
heard! I was so confused.
For some reason, after making love, I felt energized, and questions started popping into my head, mostly
about the teacher. But one question kept nagging at me: If she really...
loves me, does she love me for who I am, or for my penis and my boundless energy?
What a frustrating question! I didn't want to think about it anymore and pulled the covers over my head.
I don't know how long I slept, but my mother came home. She was so late, which made me regret not having made love to
the teacher .
My mother put the food on the table, told me to eat, and then told me about what had happened on the phone earlier that day. My mother
said that one of my cousins had failed in business and was heavily in debt. He had disappeared, and the creditors were now after
his mother, my great-aunt, demanding payment. My great-aunt was crying all the time. As soon as my mother heard the news,
she rushed back to the countryside to comfort her. Apparently, the debt was quite large, at least eight zeros, and the man had
disappeared again. Sigh, really. And it's not just outside debts; he's borrowed money from many relatives to tide
him over, and the debt keeps piling up, almost causing internal strife in our family.
Oh well, it has nothing to do with me. After eating, ha... I yawned. In about two or three days, I'll probably have to
go back to school. I've been staying at home for too long, and I really want to go back to school, see my classmates, and...
play with my teachers, heh... heh...
(10) The Weekend Agreement
Today is Friday, my first day back at school after recovering from my illness. I don't know what kind of luck it was, but as soon as
I stepped into the school gate, I was greeted by my teacher.
"Ah... Jiawei, you... you're here for school." The teacher
looked up at me with a very excited but shy smile.
"Yeah, that's right! I'm almost fully recovered, and it's fine to stay at home." I said happily to
the teacher .
"That's good, Jiawei..." The teacher hesitated for a moment.
"Um, what is it?" I asked, tugging at my backpack.
"You... wait a minute, come find me during class, I have something to tell you." A
blush .
What is it? Hehe! It's that kind of thing, isn't it! Just thinking about it made my penis start to
throb .
"Heh... Teacher, do you want it again?" I
said .
"No...no, I...oh well, I had something to do anyway." The teacher was so embarrassed she couldn't speak
.
Looking at the students coming and going around her, well, I had to give her a way out.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I'll go." I coaxed the teacher, whose pretty face was flushed.
"Okay, remember! See you...see you later." The teacher stammered, then turned and quickly
left.
Hmm, not bad, there's food as soon as I get to school, wow...I'm starting to look forward to going to and from school every day, hehe...
Entering the classroom, the students all showed surprised expressions.
"Hey, you're finally coming to school!"
"Oh! Long time no see."
"Get lost, you finally showed up."
"Are you feeling better?"
...
Faced with a barrage of questions from the students, I felt a surge of warmth in my heart and answered them all carefully.
In the blink of an eye , the bell rang for class, and I quickly found the class monitor and told him I was going to see the teacher.
"You need to find a teacher? Seriously, the teacher is so annoying! You haven't been to class for so many days, and the teacher is looking for
you during class," the class monitor complained.
Hey! This class monitor is quite considerate; no wonder she got elected with so many votes.
"I don't know either, the teacher told me this morning," I said, feigning ignorance. "
Probably something about submitting your leave application on time. Okay, I'll talk to the subject teacher for you
."
After thanking the class monitor, I quickly walked towards the teacher's office.
Reaching the door, I glanced inside and saw the teacher grading assignments; there were no other teachers besides her.
I recognized her; she was wearing a black and white floral top and a black skirt that reached about her knees. I
tiptoed behind her, and suddenly my hands slipped under her armpits, grabbing her large, ample breasts.
"Ouch!!" the teacher exclaimed, quickly standing up and trying to pull her hands away.
I pressed my hands firmly against her large breasts; wow, so soft, such a direct touch. I whispered in her ear
, "You're not wearing a bra! Are you planning to do it here?"
The teacher giggled, "Oh, it's you! Oh dear, let go! What if someone's there?"
I lowered my hand as instructed. The teacher turned around and said, "Last night, I called your house to ask
how you were doing..."
She took a breath and continued, "But you were resting, and you chatted with your mother for a while. Knowing
you could come to school the next day, I... I..."
"So you weren't wearing a bra and were waiting for me, right?" I said, hugging the teacher.
The teacher nestled her head in my arms and nodded, but quickly pushed me away, laughing and scolding, "This is
an office , don't do this."
I didn't want to either, but my thing was already "sexually" aroused. I put my hand on the teacher's
shoulder , my lips close to her face, and said, "Teacher, let's go to the restroom. Hmm...!"
"Go to the restroom... why?" the teacher asked knowingly.
"Fuck you...fuck you!" I laughed as I pushed the teacher out the door.
"Mmm...no..." the teacher half-heartedly resisted.
There were two toilets next to the professor's office, one for men and one for women. I looked around and pushed the teacher into
the women's toilet . As soon as we entered, the teacher cautiously knocked on each door for a while. After confirming that no one was there, she immediately hugged
me and kissed me passionately. I responded to the teacher's enthusiasm, and my hand reached into the teacher's skirt. My hand followed the perfect
curve of the teacher's thigh, and just as it moved to the inside of her thigh, it immediately touched the teacher's tender, wet vulva.
Ah! I wasn't even wearing underwear, and I felt my penis was about to burst through my pants.
"You're really horny!" I endured the pain of my penis being suppressed by my pants and rubbed the teacher's horny
clitoris .
"This...is more convenient. Ah...mmm..." The teacher's hands were tightly wrapped around my neck, and she kept
moaning. The teacher's vaginal fluid flowed down my fingers and overflowed the inside of her plump thighs.
“Teacher, let’s go in and do it.” I opened the door to a toilet next door and pulled the teacher inside.
“Damn it, you slut, you’re so wet!” I said, locking the door behind me, and inserted my fingers into the teacher’s
vagina .
“Ugh…no…don’t…ah…I can’t take it…” In the cramped space
, the teacher writhed against the wall.
“Want it? Let me clean you up first.” I said as I squatted down between the teacher’s thighs, lifted her
skirt, and licked the fluids that had spilled onto her thighs with my tongue, slowly moving upwards until it
stopped at her clitoris. I slowly circled her clitoris with my tongue, occasionally patting
her . This caused her fluids to gush out even more, large streams of saliva flowing over my chin and dripping
onto the floor…
“Oh…faster…faster, put it in, ah…don’t tease me…ah…” the teacher
said, trembling all over.
I quickly stood up, unzipped my school pants, pulled out my throbbing, lust-fueled
penis , and grabbed the teacher's thighs, pulling her against my waist so she was only leaning against the wall with her back.
"Quick, give it to me... I want your big cock, ahh... hurry... put it in..." the teacher
urged impatiently.
I loosened my grip slightly, and the teacher's body slid down a little. I thrust my hips forward.
"Ohhhhhh... that's great..." the teacher moaned softly, then urged, "Faster... move faster
..."
Obediently, I began to slowly move my hips, gradually increasing the speed of my thrusts.
"Ahhhhhh... good... Jiawei... you... you're making me... so... so good..."
the teacher began to lose herself.
After nearly five minutes of thrusting, the teacher was about to climax, but I hadn't felt the urge to ejaculate yet
. I quickly diverted the teacher's attention:
"Teacher, you... you said you wanted to see me... about something." I also slowed down my pace.
"Yes...yes, ah...I...have...something, ah...ah...so good..."
"Then...what is it...tell me quickly..."
"I want to...tell you, ah...ah...um...tonight...and...
ah...tomorrow and the day after...the weekend...ah..."
"How about it!"
"Oh...um...I want to...invite you...ah...to...me...ah...to..."
"I'll stay at your house... ah... it's... it's coming... hurry... hurry..."
"I'll... I'll stay at your house, I'll call my mom later and ask... ask, ah... um..."
I also felt something about to burst out of my lower body.
"Ah... please... you must... come, ah... it's coming, ah ah ah..." The teacher
screamed loudly with all her might, a warm stream poured down from the tip of my penis, I couldn't help it, a spasm, and my semen shot deep into
the teacher 's vagina.
"Oh no! No!!" The teacher hurriedly pulled her body away from my penis.
The penis that was forced away continued to spray powerfully, but it was too late, a large amount of
semen left in the teacher's vagina. The teacher quickly stood up, her legs slightly apart, and used her fingers to
spread her labia, I watched as the sticky semen flowed out of the teacher's private parts.
"I hope she doesn't get pregnant." The teacher didn't blame me at all, as if it was my duty to ejaculate inside.
"What if she does get pregnant!" "The teacher asked me anxiously.
"Then you'll have to have a baby for me." I said casually, though I was actually more
concerned than the teacher.
Damn it! I shouldn't have been so impulsive. She's a mature woman, of course she'll get pregnant. Fuck you
! While I was cursing myself, the teacher had already straightened her clothes and squatted down to
wipe my penis clean with tissues.
As the teacher cleaned me, I looked around. Hmm... this was the first time I'd
been in a girls' restroom since middle school. Besides the scent of air freshener, there always seemed to be a pungent smell in girls' restrooms,
probably emanating from the feminine hygiene products in the trash can, which were just as numerous as toilet paper.
"Okay, let's go make a phone call." The teacher's clear voice came from below. She threw the tissues into
the trash can and stood up.
Seeing the teacher's beautiful smiling face, I felt a pang of guilt and quickly nodded.
I put away my limp penis and said to the teacher, "You go out and take a look first."
The teacher opened the door as instructed, glanced outside, and then left the restroom. I straightened my clothes.
A moment later , I heard her voice outside, saying, "You can come out now. "
After leaving the restroom, I followed her back to her office, picked up her personal phone, and dialed home. I
told my mother I wanted to stay at a classmate's house for two days during the weekend. My mother didn't object, but told me to go
home first to get some clothes and cold medicine. I promised my mother I would go home after school, and the matter was resolved smoothly
. The teacher, knowing her request had been granted,
smiled at me with a joyful and excited expression.
As soon as I hung up, she immediately pulled me aside and said, "Then let's meet at the school gate at seven o'clock tonight, okay?"
I put my arm around her waist and said, "Can I say no?"
The teacher touched my hand wrapped around her waist and laughed, "Of course not!"
"So domineering!" As I spoke, I pressed my lips to the teacher's red lips, my tongue exploring inside her mouth
. The teacher pretended to push me away, but after a moment, her hand softened. After a brief,
intimate , I withdrew my lips and said to the teacher, "I'm going back."
The teacher hummed in agreement and immediately added, "Don't forget tonight." I nodded and turned
to leave .
Time passed quickly, and the school gate was deserted at night. From afar, on my motorcycle, I could already
see the teacher's white Toyota parked to the side of the gate. Of course, I also saw the
teacher standing by the car door, her face full of anticipation. She was wearing sunglasses, probably to avoid being recognized.
When I came into her view, she waved excitedly like a little girl, as if afraid
I wouldn't be able to find her. I rode up to her, parked the motorcycle, picked up my backpack containing clothes, and walked towards
her, smiling as I asked, "Have you been waiting long?"
The teacher shook her head cheerfully, took off her sunglasses, and smiled, saying, "No, not at all. Well then, let's go." "
After saying that, I hurriedly got into the car. I threw my backpack through the window into the back seat and followed the teacher's instructions to get into the car. As soon as I
closed the door , the teacher gave me a passionate and provocative kiss.
Because it was the height of summer, the teacher's car windows and windshield were covered with heat-insulating film, so
you couldn't see inside from the outside, but you could see clearly from the inside. That's why the teacher was so
bold .
After the passionate kiss, I asked the teacher, "Is there no one at home?"
The teacher nodded and said, "Yes, both of my children live at school." She turned on the car light and was
about to start the car.
The teacher didn't mention the whereabouts of her husband, who was also our department head, but everyone in the department knew that he
was away on business trip.
"Oh. Hmm... then we can have some fun... hmm... let's play around." As I spoke, my
hand wandered towards the teacher's chest.
"Ouch! So eager, huh? I won't let you touch me." "Hehe..." The teacher slapped my hand, feigning cuteness as
she covered her large breasts.
She really was cute.
"I was thinking... maybe we shouldn't wear clothes." I pulled the teacher into my arms and pressed my lips to hers
.
While kissing her, I unbuttoned her clothes one button at a time until her skin was
completely exposed. I leaned back slightly, letting her half-fall onto me, her large breasts, encased in a pale yellow front-clasp bra, pressed
tightly against my chest. Then I unhooked her black skirt. She struggled slightly, but quickly
gave up. Soon, inside the car, she was only wearing her undergarments. She shyly covered her breasts with her hands.
"Isn't this inappropriate? There are so many people on the street." The teacher reached for her clothes to put them back on.
I pulled her hand back and said, "What are you afraid of! Nobody will see." Then I immediately
reached
"Besides, isn't this what you, you slut, like the most!"
"No way! I don't!" “
Heh…I know perfectly well.”
“Mmm~ You’re so annoying…”
Seeing the teacher’s small, firm nipples, I couldn’t help but lower my head to suckle, and casually
tossed the bra onto the back seat.
“Take off your own panties.” I said, pulling my tongue away from the tip of the teacher’s breast.
The teacher bent down and stood up, pulling off her panties. I took the panties and said, “The stockings and high heels too.”
"Take them all off."
In an instant, the teacher was truly naked.
Due to the cramped space inside the car, her body bent over, the contortion of her perfect figure making my crotch
bulge. The teacher immediately moved closer to me, lightly licking my ear with her tongue, saying, "You should too..."
While licking my cheek, the teacher helped me take off my shirt. Her tongue skillfully roamed around my lips, and
when my strong chest was exposed, her tongue continued to move downwards, sliding over my chest, nipples,
abdomen , navel... Finally, the teacher knelt at my feet. She followed the bulge between my legs, slowly pulling down
the zipper of my jeans, pulling down my pants and underwear together.
"Thump..." My penis seemed to jump out, and she carefully and slowly swallowed the whole thing
into her mouth.
"Mmm..." A slow, wet, but intense pleasure surged from my lower body, all from the teacher's small mouth
sucking and teasing.
The teacher brushed her hair aside, deftly removed my shoes and socks, and then slowly
pulled down . The teacher gently rubbed my testicles with her hands, her tongue swirling around the glans—it felt so good! I
reached for the movie magazine in the teacher's car and said, "Help me ejaculate." I casually touched the teacher
's hair.
The teacher, with my penis still inside her mouth, let out a soft "Mmm..." and continued the back-and-forth motion of her neck and mouth.
I started reading a magazine, actually to distract myself; I wanted her to suck it for as long as
possible. With the teacher's alluring curves and the occasional glimpses of revealing photos in the magazine, my penis
grew harder and harder in her warm, wet mouth.
"Mmm...mmm...Mmm..." the teacher moaned intermittently, a
pained .
She had been sucking me for a long time; judging by the time in the car, it must have been at least forty minutes,
but I still endured her onslaught. Her mouth and neck must be incredibly sore, but to
please me, she refused to rest. Thinking about this, I became incredibly excited. Looking at her furrowed
brows and pained expression, I couldn't resist the urge to torment her.
"Hey, you're sucking too slowly! Use your tongue too! Otherwise, how am I supposed to enjoy it...you're so stupid!"
"Hurry up ..." I complained.
Actually, the teacher's oral skills were quite, quite good;
I . The teacher struggled to increase the speed, her tongue sliding back and forth without stopping, all to make
me climax as quickly as possible.
"Faster! Ah...faster! Move your head faster...faster!" Despite the teacher's
efforts , I didn't let her go.
The teacher seemed to be using her last bit of strength, using all her might to stroke me, at a speed
even more vigorous than during actual sex. The teacher's beautiful face was flushed, the veins slightly bulging, her hands tightly wrapped around my
buttocks, and I could even feel her mouth trembling through my penis, as her teeth occasionally bumped against my
shaft.
"Hmm...that's about right." I put down the magazine and focused on
the teacher who , which gave me a strong sense of conquest. The teacher's mouth loosened slightly due to the intense tingling and numbness, and a lot of
saliva flowed out from the slit.
"What are you doing! Hold your mouth tighter, you slut!" "Upon hearing my complaints, the teacher would immediately improve
without hesitation .
Up until now, she's been giving me oral sex for over an hour, and the arousal I feel is
becoming increasingly uncontrollable. She continues to stroke me at an incredibly fast pace, without any carelessness, though her eyes
are tightly closed in discomfort. She must be in a lot of pain, but for some reason, I feel
there's a great deal of pleasure mixed with her pain.
'Mmm…' With the teacher's efforts, I'm almost at my climax. I grab her hair and
ask, 'Do you want to drink my semen?'
The teacher suddenly increases her speed, indicating she's given me a very positive answer.
'Then, I'll give it to you! Mmm…
' 'Pfft!! Pfft!! '" "The bullets fired from the gun barrel, with powerful force, poured
deep into the teacher's throat.
"Mmm...mmm...mmm..." This was the only way the teacher could express her pleasure.
She ejaculated so much that even I felt a soreness in my waist. More than an hour of "warm-up"
really had an amazing effect.
Finally, the teacher swallowed every last drop of my essence, then pulled her mouth away from
my penis and collapsed limply onto my lap. I reached out and cupped her face, commanding, "Don't
rest , keep me hard, hurry up!"
The teacher slowly raised her head and looked at me, revealing a pleading expression. I ignored her and pressed her head down
. The teacher weakly took my penis back into her mouth, her limp tongue slowly sliding down. This time I didn't
ask for much, because the teacher was really tired. It must have been the first time she had a man's thing in her mouth
for so long! Although the pleasure wasn't too intense, I, with my abundant energy, quickly became erect again in
the teacher's warm mouth."
(XI) Spending a Beautiful Night
Together I held the teacher under her armpits, pulling her body away from my already erect penis, and made her kneel on
the driver's seat. Due to the limited space, the teacher's hands were on the car window, her plump buttocks facing me. I
prepared to first caress the teacher with my mouth, but when my face touched the teacher's private parts, my mouth and nose were instantly covered
with some kind of liquid.
The dim light inside the car made it difficult for me to see the teacher's genitals clearly. When I concentrated to look closely,
and with the touch of my fingers, I was shocked: How could she be so wet! The teacher's private parts, along with
the inside , were covered with clear mucus, and the teacher's pubic hair was also soaked and glistening with vaginal fluid. This was strange, I
hadn't even touched the teacher!
"You're really something, so wet, do you want it that much!" "I forcefully inserted my index and middle fingers into
the teacher's incredibly lubricated vagina.
'Ah...I...just...just now...ah...you...you...
ah...when...I...I...ah...orgasmed...ah...ah...' The teacher
mumbled these words through her weak, trembling lips as my fingers moved in and out.
But this surprised me greatly; the teacher's body was truly amazing. It must have been the pain from just now that brought her ..."
She experienced considerable pleasure. Sure enough, the teacher had a slight masochistic tendency, a discovery that truly aroused my
blood .
"Since that's the case, then I don't need to help you anymore. Right?" I quickly pulled my fingers out and stroked
the teacher 's plump buttocks.
"Ah...then...ah...give it to me quickly..." the teacher pleaded, reaching for
my penis .
"You can't take it anymore! You want it that much?" I asked, pushing her hand away.
"Yes...yes...I need it so much...your hard thing...give it to me...ah..."
the teacher's hand still wouldn't give up.
I didn't want to waste any more time, so I let the teacher grab my penis.
"Ah...that's great...it's already so big...can I...put it in...!"
the teacher gently rubbed my testicles.
"Hmm...you do it yourself." At this point, what other method was there?
The teacher gently stroked my penis a few times, adjusted its position, placed it at
the entrance of her vagina, and forcefully sat back.
With a soft "Pfft!!!" the teacher let out a satisfied sigh, then immediately began to sway her body.
Enjoying the teacher's fully automatic service, I stroked her smooth, white back, listening to
the moans escaping her lips. Her moans weren't loud, because the range of motion at our point of contact wasn't large. In
the cramped car, if the teacher, sitting on me, were to become too engrossed in her movements, her head would hit the roof.
So she controlled her moans well. Although she couldn't thrust up and down freely, she made full use of her flexible
waist, providing me with not only small movements but also the pleasure of twisting from side to side. Compared to rapid, intense
passion , I felt that this slowly brewing desire, while each has its own merits, was truly worth
savoring.
I wrapped my arms around her back, kneading her soft, large breasts with both hands, gently flicking her delicate
nipples.
"Oh... Jiawei..." The teacher turned her body slightly, and with the movement of her waist, turned her head to press her lips
to my forehead.
I could only feel the teacher's hot, soft lips, her uncontrollable moans,
breathing hot, sensual breaths onto my forehead.
An indescribable feeling was urging me to ejaculate faster and faster. I quickly supported her
waist with one hand and pressed her back with the other, slowly pushing her forward and sliding my penis back out of her honeyed depths.
"Ah...no...don't take it out...ah..." The teacher, not understanding what was happening, fell back into the driver's seat,
immediately uttering a heart-stirring plea.
Not yet in a state of ecstasy, she quickly regained her senses, looked around, and asked, "Is
someone there?"
I slowly shook my head, and she hurriedly asked, "Then...what's wrong?" staring at me nervously
.
I quickly got up, squeezed through the gap in the front seat, and slumped heavily into the more spacious back seat.
"It's much more comfortable here, come on over if you want to!" I beckoned to the bewildered teacher.
The teacher instantly broke into a bright smile, quickly nodding and saying, "Yes," before leaning over the driver's seat and
standing in front of me. I shifted my hips forward, my upper body slowly sliding down the seat, my erect penis
standing before her. I shifted my half-reclined body and said to her, "Get on yourself."
The teacher nodded excitedly, one hand supporting her chest, the other using her fingers to open her
vagina . As her beautiful body slowly slid down, I clearly saw my penis inch by inch
entering her vagina. Her tender vaginal flesh seemed alive, slowly swallowing my penis,
bringing me a soft, warm pleasure.
"Teacher, let's begin."
"Mmm..." The teacher's hands braced against the back of the seat, her body leaning forward, causing her full breasts to hang before my
eyes. I held my head in my hands, my eyes constantly darting between her ample breasts and the point of contact, relying entirely on
the movement of my waist to begin our intimate union.
"Ah... Jiawei..." The teacher's juices flowed warm,
sticky .
Her eyes were slightly open, gazing intently at me, her sexy lips parted slightly, emitting wanton
moans . With every slightly vigorous thrust of my hips, her large, proud breasts bounced
wildly, making my desire even more unbearable.
"Ah... Jiawei... faster... ah..." The teacher finished speaking and arched her back, trying to help
me speed up.
"Don't rush, take it slow." I suppressed my burning desire, continuing the same rhythmic movements.
"Ah... no... I... it's so itchy inside... I can't take it anymore... ah..."
The teacher writhed from the itching sensation inside her.
I felt the same way; the teacher's hot juices flowed onto my glans, making me feel even more unbearably itchy. "Damn, you need to be fucked!" I sat up, pressed the teacher to the side, held her knees, and thrust
forcefully . “Oh…okay…again, ah…such a great cock, ah…ah…” The teacher’s hands were kneading her breasts. “Damn, is that good enough!” I cursed through gritted teeth. “Haa…ah…so good…so good…ah…” The teacher’s body twisted with pleasure. “Ah…oh! Ahhh…ah…” The teacher’s hands suddenly gripped her large breasts tightly; she had an orgasm. My penis was moving in and out, enjoying the bath of her vaginal fluids, feeling the teacher’s burning, numbing, deadly pleasure. I withdrew my still-erect penis from the teacher’s vagina and sat on the bench to calm my fluctuating emotions. After a period of heavy breathing, the teacher crawled to my side and rubbed . I pulled the teacher into my arms, rested for a while, and said to the teacher, “It’s time to go, let’s drive.” The teacher quickly nodded. As she reached for her clothes, I stopped her, saying, "Don't wear anything, just leave it like this ." I then pinched her large breast. She smiled, her naked, alluring body quickly getting into the driver's seat. I sat next to her , watching her skillfully drive the car out of the parking space and head towards her home. The scenery rushing past made me feel very relaxed, almost drowsy.

“Jiawei… Jiawei…”
“Hmm… Who called me…”
“Get up, we’re here.”
I forced myself to open my sleepy eyes and looked to the side. My teacher was smiling at me,
her body still completely naked.
“Ah… we’re here?” I rubbed my eyes and asked my teacher.
“Yes, we’ve been here for a while.” My teacher answered me easily.
“You took a nap. What’s wrong? Are you tired?” my teacher asked with concern.
“No, no.” I quickly said.
“But, heh… I see you don’t seem very energetic! Hehe…” My teacher’s gaze shifted to my
genitals, and she chuckled.
I looked down, and oh dear! My once strong, powerful, and invincible member was now limp and hanging down between my
legs. My teacher’s gaze made me too embarrassed to speak.
“Let me help you! Hehe…” My teacher brought her head close to my limp penis and examined it carefully.
“It’s cute, isn’t it, being this small!” My teacher said, and then reached out and pulled back the foreskin.
"Wow... pink glans, so cute! Let me take good care of it." The teacher immediately started licking my
glans.
I then realized that this was the first time I had appeared in front of the teacher in this form; I always appeared with
my muscular erect penis. Damn it! I'll definitely teach the teacher a lesson later.
With the teacher's skillful tongue work and her occasional teasing words, my penis quickly returned to its
usual robust form that drove the teacher to ecstasy.
"Wow! So good..." the teacher exclaimed in admiration and excitement, lowering her head to take my penis into
her mouth.
After the teacher had served me for a while, I pulled the teacher up and said to her, "That's enough, let's
get out of the car ."
The teacher quickly sat up, opened the car door, and got out, taking the clothes from the back seat and my backpack with
her. I followed her out of the car, and the teacher immediately said, "This is our garage, come with me."
No wonder the teacher dared to get out of the car completely naked; it was her territory! I followed the teacher.
There was a door inside the garage. The teacher opened it and went in. On the other side of the door was her
garden . The teacher lived in a rather large villa, so it seemed her family was quite well-off. Passing through the garden, you reached the villa
entrance. The teacher took out a set of keys from her purse and opened the door. It was pitch black inside. The teacher
reached out and pressed a switch.
Wow! My eyes lit up instantly. It was huge and beautifully decorated. From the newly lit
art lights to the exquisite furniture set, even the vases, everything was high-end and worthy of praise.
While I was admiring the view, the teacher pulled me inside.
"Your feet are so dirty, let's wash them first." She closed the door and
pulled .
We entered a small bathroom. The teacher turned on the shower and washed her feet.
"Here, let me help you." She lifted my feet and carefully cleaned them.
"Thank you!" It was the first time I'd ever received such service from a woman. The teacher gave me a sweet
smile.
"Let's go outside and sit down." I went out first, taking the opportunity to look around.
I sat down on the teacher's spacious sofa; I could easily fit four or five people on it. It seemed
the teacher's family was exceptionally wealthy. But was this a good thing or a bad thing for me?
Before I could even think about it, the teacher's gentle voice came: "What would you like to drink?"
"Uh...anything." I answered casually.
A moment later, the teacher brought me a drink and sat down beside me.
I took a couple of sips and asked, "Hmm...is it alcohol?" It was a sweet drink.
"Hmm...yes." The teacher smiled and said, her hand beginning to caress my naked body. The
teacher slowly lifted her legs, squatted down on the sofa, and then turned to face me. I took a sip of
the drink and noticed the teacher was staring intently at me, so I gently put down the glass.
"It must feel great to do it on such a big sofa!" I asked, gripping my semi-erect penis.
The teacher smiled brightly, leaned back on the sofa, and spread her legs wide,
revealing her wet private parts.
"Oh, you need me that much already!" I gently rubbed my penis with my hand, making it even
harder.
"Yes, come in quickly!" The teacher reached out her hand, which I grabbed, letting her pull me towards
her. My semi-erect penis felt like it was being slowly sucked into the teacher's wet vagina, the soft, slippery pleasure instantly making me
erect .
"Oh... Teacher... so good..."
"Ah... ah... yes... so... good..."
I spread the teacher's legs with my hands, which brought her even more shame. I bent down to kiss
the teacher , and she wrapped her arms around my neck and waist, and we began to move.
Having sex with a teacher who was also a slut on the sofa, I really wanted to take pictures of our entire sexual
intercourse .
"Teacher, you like making love, don't you?" I began to probe the teacher's privacy.
"Ah... I like it... making love with you, ah ah... ah ah..." The teacher moaned repeatedly as I increased my speed
.
"You really enjoy having sex with me, is there anyone else?" The question about my husband's penis hadn't hit the mark, leaving a string
of questions in my mind.
"Whose penis do you like best, teacher?" I asked, only realizing how stupid I was in this situation.
"Of course... ah... it's... yours... ahh..."
Just as I expected
. "And who have you slept with, teacher?" I didn't want to beat around the bush anymore, so I asked directly.
"Besides... ah... my husband... it's... ahh... it's... only... you..."
the teacher answered, her brow furrowed.
Is that so? Then what about my husband...?
"Ahh... I'm almost there... ahh... so good..." The teacher's wet, tender inner walls began to contract
rapidly .
Oh dear, if I don't ask now, it'll be hard to say later.
"Then... can't your husband satisfy you?!" I asked, almost shouting.
At the same time, the teacher's vagina violently sprayed hot, sticky fluid until I stopped moving.
The teacher clearly heard my question, but she didn't answer, seemingly unwilling for me to bring up her...
"Sir." The teacher gave me a deep look, withdrew her penis from her vagina, and walked into the house. I didn't
immediately follow, because I thought that at a time like this, the teacher should also think carefully about whether her
ambiguous relationship with me was right or a mistake that could still be salvaged.
I got up, my erect penis throbbing, and wandered around the house, wanting to familiarize myself with the surroundings.
I wandered aimlessly in this magnificent house for a while, touching and poking at everything,
seemingly interested in everything. However, I had a vague feeling that something was amiss. An emotion was
slowly brewing in my heart, and a figure quietly emerged in my mind—it was the teacher!
I began to care about the teacher's current situation, to worry about her. I took a deep breath and made up my mind that
I should go and see the teacher.
Following the direction the teacher had left, there was a long corridor. On both sides of the corridor were
doors, one after another. These were probably the teacher's family's rooms and guest rooms. In the middle of a dozen or so doors on the right
, a room shone with a soft, dim light through its half-open door. That must be
where ! I quickly approached the door and peeked through the crack.
Facing me was the teacher's flawless white back. I immediately breathed a sigh of relief; the teacher was alright.
Just as I was about to sneak away to give the teacher some time to think, I noticed her body
twitching . Ah! The teacher was crying, but I didn't know why she was crying. There was no time to think
too much; I pushed open the door and went in.
She sat on the edge of a magnificent bed, the soft light in the room highlighting the curves of her figure.
"Teacher," I called softly, looking at her beautiful back. However, I received no
response from the teacher. I froze, unsure whether to leave or stay. At that moment, while I felt sorry for my teacher
, I was also honestly a little annoyed. My teacher, who always obeyed me, was
now completely ignoring my pleas.
Just as I was plotting how to prank her later, her sobs suddenly grew louder.
"Teacher," I blurted out involuntarily, a pang of heartache gripping me.
"Ah, Jiawei," my teacher turned around, looking at me with red, swollen, and tearful eyes.
"Jiawei," she suddenly stood up and rushed towards me, hugging me tightly and resting her head on
my shoulder: "Jiawei, you have to believe me… I… didn't… want to…… ah…"
she said, tears streaming down her face.
"What… what is that?" I was completely bewildered; my teacher was rambling incoherently.
"Waaah...you, you have to believe me...I don't want to at all...waaaah..." The teacher cried out hysterically with all her
might , her soft body writhing in my arms.
Oh dear, her crying almost made me forget that I was holding a hot, slender body. Mmm,
her writhing gave my body an incredibly wonderful sensation, her soft, white belly rubbing against my
throbbing penis. Soon, my penis was erect, pressing against her lower abdomen. She
didn't seem to notice, still crying and screaming in my arms, constantly begging me to believe her.
Damn it! What was I supposed to believe?
With her unreasonable demands and my escalating desire, a raging fire was burning in my heart
. At this point, there was only one way to calm both of our intense emotions. I
grabbed her hands that were pounding on my chest, while she shook her body, resisting relentlessly. Watching the teacher's
ample breasts sway from side to side only fueled my uncontrollable arousal.
"Shut up!!" I roared, forcefully shoving the nearly frantic teacher onto the bed
. "Damn it! What are you yelling about!..." I pounced on her, pinning her firmly to the bed.
Even under my control, she continued to cry and scream.
"Slap!" I delivered a solid slap to her face. "Still yelling!..." I yelled at her.
That slap sent a strange wave of pleasure through me, a feeling of complete conquest. I had never known
hitting someone could be so exhilarating; my penis quickly hardened. The slap
gradually down. She lay motionless on the bed, silently continuing to weep. I released my
grip on her, as she seemed to have calmed down.
I climbed off her, spreading her legs wide, and knelt between them. I then pulled
the teacher's legs up to my waist, slightly adjusted the position of our genitals, thrust my hips forward, and forcefully shoved
my engorged penis into her vagina.
"Ah..." The teacher and I both felt pain at the same time, a pain like
the feeling of tape being stuck to the glans and then slowly peeled off.
The teacher's usually slippery and tender vagina, due to the time gap since our previous passion, the lack of
proper foreplay, and her dazed state, felt dry and difficult to penetrate.
I gritted my teeth and thrust in forcefully. The teacher's face showed a rare expression. Seeing her frowning and gritting her teeth, looking like she was in unbearable
pain, I immediately fell deeply in love with this exhilarating expression. A thought of wanting to make the teacher
feel pain flooded my lower body. I quickly and with all my might inserted my penis completely, then pulled it out, then inserted it again,
then pulled it out again... The constant thrusting motion gave me a strong frictional pleasure in addition to the slight pain.
But the teacher wasn't having such an easy time. My movements brought her back to her senses, and
she opened her eyes wide, trying to see who was ravaging her beneath her.
"Ah, it hurts... Jiawei... it hurts... stop it!..." She cried,
her pleading only emboldening me.
"Hmph, stop yelling. You'll be in for a good time soon!" I replied calmly.
"Ugh... it hurts! Jiawei, it's too dry! It hurts..." The teacher didn't resist, and her cries
softened.
That was because she dared not disobey me. My place in her heart was beyond words, at least
that's how . Since she couldn't resist, she had no choice but to cooperate obediently. Tears welled in her eyes as she endured my
invasion of her genitals.
I reached out to touch her swaying breasts, tracing the perfect curves of her chest up to the shapely
nipples. When my fingers touched her nipples, I suddenly felt a wetness on my penis; her juices
were flowing out. Wow, even the teacher is getting into the fun!
The teacher's eyes were still brimming with tears, yet her gaze radiated a lewd aura. A wanton smile
graced , her right index finger was bitten in her mouth, and her left hand rested on her full left breast
. Her legs were tightly clamped around my buttocks.
"Oh! Jiawei, this feels so good!" In just a short while, the teacher's appearance had undergone a complete
transformation. Her vagina had changed in the same way, becoming wet, slippery, and constantly squeezing and contracting
against my penis.
"Damn! You're enjoying this, you slut!" My lust was urgently needing
release .
"Ah, this is so good! Faster...faster, use your magnificent penis to thrust into me hard!...Oh, fuck
me to death!" The teacher's moans continued as I thrust faster.
"Ugh, I'm about to cum, is it okay?" For some reason, I could no longer suppress the extreme pleasure in my penis and
quickly asked the teacher.
"Ah, not yet! Just... just one more time, harder... Oh... Oh... Ah... It's
coming... Oh oh oh... Ah ah..."
The teacher's vagina tightly gripped my penis, streams of honey-like fluid washing over my swollen
glans . With each thrust of my penis, the teacher's vaginal fluid gushed out, splashing onto my testicles, and hot
, lustful fluid flowed over my thighs and part of the sheets.
At the same time, my climax was imminent. As I gripped the teacher's white thighs, a
thought . I quickly pulled out my wet penis, lifted the teacher's legs, almost perpendicular to her body, and
placed them on my right shoulder. The teacher knew what I was about to do and quickly squeezed her beautiful legs together. I
could no longer control the urge of my penis, and quickly inserted it between the teacher's thighs,
pressing her thighs together with both hands. My lower body began thrusting in and out as if I were fucking, fucking the teacher's beautiful legs.
The teacher's beautiful legs were as soft and white as any other part of her body. With the pressure of her soft
thighs and the back-and-forth of my waist, I quickly felt my semen gushing out.
"Ugh...ahhh..." The back-and-forth motion of my waist intensified.
"Pfft pfft pfft..." Thick, white semen shot out in powerful spurts, spraying the teacher's face
and head, even her large breasts weren't spared.
I released the teacher's legs and collapsed onto the bed beside her. The teacher picked up tissues and began
cleaning up , wiping her face, head, and body, where some semen remained on her thighs.
Ah, what a soft bed! I really wanted to relax and rest. But it seemed I couldn't afford to relax yet. I
hadn't even figured out what had just happened to the teacher. I straightened my back and
sat up. Ah, my body was so sore and tired.
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