"The Lewd Female Teacher at a Vocational College"

My name is Du Jiawei (pseudonym), and I'm a freshman at a 　　vocational high school . I spent the last month of summer vacation
reviewing all my middle school coursework and finally managed to get into a decent vocational school in the county. Many of
my old friends are in the same school, even the same class, which makes me incredibly happy. I thought these three years would be
easy .
In the quiet classroom, where almost no one was talking, suddenly the sound of rapid high heels came from the corridor. She
entered my classroom, looked at the all-boys class, and said:
"Good morning, everyone. I am your teacher for these three years." The teacher's tone was very
stern .
"My name is Zhang Xiumei, and I will be your Chinese teacher..." I started to feel that these three years wouldn't be easy
.
"I hope these three years will be pleasant. I don't want too many things to happen in my class..."
What a rigid person.
"My husband is your department head, so I know everything you do
..."
How awful! The couple…
“We’re all new to high school, so let’s elect student leaders first…”
After the student leaders were elected, the teacher gave some instructions, and the freshman orientation ended.
Our mentor was a woman around forty years old, about 155 cm tall, and… about 50
kg. She had short, curly hair cut in a student style. She was quite pretty; she must have been a great
beauty , but definitely not the glamorous type. She was more of a delicate beauty.
Her lips were slightly protruding, and she wore bright red lipstick and gold-rimmed glasses, giving her a very
serious appearance.
The teacher had a slight belly, not too big, but what was most exciting was her large breasts. I estimated they were at
least a D cup or larger. It was truly astonishing that a forty-year-old could maintain such a figure.
But to be honest, I had no desire for her at all, because she didn’t give me a good impression. From her
numerous demands and rules for us, my intuition was that she was a sharp-tongued, mean, and strange old
woman , the kind who specializes in playing stepmothers.
My vocational high school life began...
A week into the semester, my classmates and I had gotten to know each other better.
After a week of classes, I realized that my advisor wasn't the kind of woman I had imagined. She was very caring towards her students, very attentive
in class , and a very proper woman. In short, my impression of her had greatly changed;
I no longer disliked her so much.
In one of her Chinese literature classes, the student sitting next to me suddenly asked,
"Hey, Xiao Du, which teacher in our school do you think is the prettiest?"
"Hey, why ask such irrelevant questions? Class is starting..." I replied impatiently.
"I think it's our teacher..." Huh!? This sentence piqued my interest.
"Why?" I asked curiously, because to be honest, there were quite a few teachers in the school who were prettier than ours.
"Look, the teacher's breasts are so big, it would be so satisfying to use them for a milk cannon..."
"And look, the teacher's butt is so round and perky, I really want to beat her up!" he said, spitting as he spoke.
I asked, "But the teacher has a bit of a belly, and her lips are a little protruding."
"Duh! Don't you think women with a little belly are sexier?! A little protruding lips means you can take
the whole thing in!"
"Alright? Always thinking about impossible things, even about sleeping with the teacher, what a pipe dream!" I
said dismissively.
"Go away! Look at the teacher's husband, he's either impotent or has premature ejaculation, the teacher must be very empty."
"If it were me, I'd make her unable to get an erection..." he said confidently.
"Enough, I still want to listen to the lesson." I started complaining.
"Damn! I really want to sleep with her..." Sigh, he still wouldn't give up.
"Du Jiawei! What are you saying in class!" the teacher noticed. Good heavens! It was all him talking about.
"Fuck your mother!!! You slut..." he blurted out again.
"Enough, enough! Your mouth is full of filth. Now that we're in high school, can't you be a little more civilized?" I couldn't stand
him anymore.
The students at the next table finally quieted down. I looked at the teacher, and... well, she was indeed quite nice: her breasts were round and large,
and I really wanted to grab them hard; her buttocks were also round and perky, and I wished I could touch them...
"Thump!" My little brother accidentally perked up, ouch! I was influenced.
From then on, I often fantasized about having sex with the teacher, breast sex, even anal sex... But I really didn't expect that I would actually do it, and it came so quickly.

(II) The Beginning of the Dream
Not long after the start of the school year, the school held a Chinese language competition.
During morning study, the teacher asked each class to select a participant. Unexpectedly, my group of best friends actually pushed me
to participate in the speech contest. To be honest, I'm pretty good at public speaking, but I really have no interest in this stuff,
sigh! But there's no going back now.
Just as I was about to nod in agreement, another group of people in the class put forward another student. When the two sides were deadlocked,
the teacher spoke up: "You two, come to the tutor's office next period, and I will choose."
With the sound of the bell, class ended.
After sitting in the student center for a while, I went straight to the teacher's office. Another student was already sitting next to the teacher. As soon as
the teacher saw me, she said, "You two come with me." Then she turned and walked out.
The teacher led us to the meeting room next to the teacher's office, a place specifically for meeting parents. Inside,
there were two rows of sofas, several individual chairs, a long table between the two rows of sofas, and a photocopier
.
The teacher closed the doors and windows, turned on the air conditioning, and told us to sit down. Then she took out a piece of paper
covered with dense writing—it was a speech draft.
"You two, each read it to me," the teacher said, sitting in her chair with her legs crossed,
looking .
After finally finishing reading and waiting for the other student to finish, it was already time for class. The teacher seemed to have a reason
for her :
"Hmm… I think Du Jiawei should participate, because you, so-and-so, are too nervous." Yay! The strong
will prevail.
"There will be another opportunity next time." Truly a Chinese teacher! She speaks with great skill, never hurting anyone.
"You can go back now." Haha, I didn't disappoint my best friends. Just as I reached the door...
"Wait, Du Jiawei, you stay. The teacher will teach you some public speaking techniques." Good heavens! I'm so tired of hearing that!
But I was too embarrassed to refuse.
"Teacher will tell you..." I stayed, and the long lecture began...
About thirty minutes later, the second class had just started, and the teacher finally finished her tedious
lecture : "That's it. Next time, I'll teach you some gestures..." Oh my god! There's a next time!
The teacher walked out as she spoke, and I followed behind her step by step. Suddenly, she turned around:
"Go back and tell your classmates to hand in their essays tomorrow..." She was talking, but her feet didn't stop.
"Bang!" The teacher's high-heeled foot twisted, and she fell sharply. I quickly grabbed her...
and with that grab, something happened...
I looked around. It turned out the teacher had bumped into a small stool. Just as I was about to ask if she was alright, wait...
why did my hand feel something soft? I looked down, and oh my god! I was clutching the teacher's ample breasts. My face burned.
The teacher had already stood up. I quickly let go. Her face was also red, and her eyes were fixed on me
. The atmosphere was incredibly awkward.
Time seemed to stand still; I didn't dare move. Suddenly, the teacher moved…
She grabbed my penis, which was already hard from the soft touch. She rubbed it
incessantly , instantly creating a tent in my school pants. The teacher laughed, a lewd and wanton laugh. She
pulled down my zipper, pulled down my underwear, and pulled out my erect penis. She rubbed it back and forth, her other
hand caressing my testicles. Her body slowly slid down, and then she extended her fiery red tongue, licking my purplish-red
glans. The tingling sensation made me moan incessantly.
“Is it good?” The teacher looked up at me with a playful expression, it was hard to believe that a middle-aged woman
would have such an expression.
I nodded vaguely. The teacher leaned forward and took my penis into her mouth…
“Mmm…” I almost cried out, it felt so good!
Her mouth was very warm, her lips tightly closed, her wet, hot tongue sliding over my
penis . I held the teacher's head down, and she sucked even harder, her head violently moving back and forth,
intensifying my pleasure.
A tingling sensation shot through my tailbone, and I shuddered—I was about to ejaculate! The teacher seemed to sense it; she
suddenly thrust her head forward, taking my entire penis into her mouth. I pushed forward, and my semen gushed into her mouth
…
I kept ejaculating, and the teacher couldn't take it all. A large amount of semen dripped from the corners of her mouth onto her
brown dress. She didn't seem to care, continuing to suck on my glans and swallow my semen
as if trying to suck out every last drop.
After my final ejaculation, the teacher swallowed the semen in her mouth and, with a satisfied expression, licked my still-erect
penis. The teacher's oral skills were truly superb, giving me a tingling, itchy feeling, and my worthy man immediately
became erect again.
In that instant, I seemed to see the teacher's eyes light up, a happy and excited
expression . She stood up with a smile and said to me with a mischievous grin, "You've dirtied my clothes,
what do you think we should do?"
Still immersed in the forbidden pleasure of the moment, I heard her words but stood there dumbfounded, unsure
what .
"You just ejaculated so much, you've soaked a big patch of my dress!"
The teacher's tone was so sweet, with a hint of seduction. For a young man in the prime of his life, this was incredibly
stimulating. I really wanted to rush up and strip her naked, pin her down, and have my way with her.
However, because she was my mentor, and because I still couldn't believe it, I didn't dare to make a move.
I didn't dare move, but the teacher grew impatient. She paused for a moment, slowly took three or four steps back, took off her
glasses , and then said,
"If your clothes are dirty, you have to take them off. Hehe..." The teacher actually slowly took off her dress right in front of me.
Good heavens! I couldn't believe my eyes. When the teacher's dress was pulled down to her chest, I gasped. Her
bra was incredibly sexy, just like her lipstick: a bright, vibrant red, and a half-cup style
, revealing most of her magnificent breasts. This was so arousing!
The teacher's skin was very fair, her arms were beautiful, and she had thick armpit hair—all of which constantly teased
my senses.
Suddenly, the teacher stopped, her eyes fixed on me, her tongue licking her lips incessantly, as if
yearning for something. Her hands, no longer removing her dress, began to physically tease me. She put her right index finger
in her mouth, repeatedly licking it with her deep red, soft tongue, like playing with a small penis.
Her left hand, through the sexy bra, squeezed her left breast forcefully, occasionally letting out soft moans.
The teacher's breasts were truly large; the way they were squeezed was indescribable. With each squeeze, her large breasts seemed about to
break free of the bra's restraint, ready to spring out with a splash. To be honest, I
couldn't take this teasing anymore; I dare say my penis was as hard as an iron rod.
I kept staring at the teacher's breasts. I really wanted to see the nipples of her large breasts, but she
seemed to notice. Whenever her breasts were about to be exposed as she kneaded them, she would
skillfully hide them.
People are always more curious about what they can't have. At that moment, I had an urge to tear that sexy
bra to shreds. My whole body felt like it was on fire, my fists clenched tighter and tighter, and I seemed to be
trembling slightly.
But the teacher went even further. Not only did she knead her breasts and lick her fingers, but her whole body began to twist. She raised her
hands high above her head, revealing her thick and messy armpit hair, constantly twisting her waist and swaying her hips, while occasionally throwing flirtatious glances.
Her tongue wandered over her snow-white arms, finally stopping under her armpit...
Good heavens, she actually started licking her own armpit! She licked very hard, saliva dripping from her tongue, making her
armpit hair glisten. Although the teacher wasn't young, a middle-aged woman making such a move seemed to be even more
mesmerizing.
My glans was purple, and some clear fluid was oozing out; my entire penis was
throbbing . The sight of a teacher performing a lewd dance and making obscene gestures in front of her students made me
dizzy.
Seeing that I remained unmoved, a look of disappointment appeared on the teacher's flushed face, and her movements
slowed . After a while, she stopped, her hands returning to her dress.
My heart skipped a beat. Was the teacher angry that I hadn't reacted at all? She was going to put her clothes back on, wasn't she? I hated myself.
I was spineless. However, I was wrong. The teacher began her next, even more intense seduction...
(III) Dreams come true!!!
The teacher's dress slowly slid down with the movement of her hands, and I heard a "gurgle" from my throat.
What appeared next was the teacher's snow-white abdomen, which, like her large breasts, was very smooth and very
irresistible. The teacher's hands did not stop for a moment. Just as I was about to see her panties, the teacher gave me
a flirtatious wink.
Suddenly, with a "whoosh," the teacher was left with only a bra and panties. My eyes lit up.
Her panties and bra were clearly the same brand, the same bright red, the same seductive; her thighs
were even more irresistible, full and white, making me want to touch them; through the panties, I
could already see the teacher's very thick pubic hair at the mons pubis.
Before I could see everything, the teacher slowly turned around, her back to me, her back equally smooth and white. She
spread her legs, somewhat like an at ease position. I didn't know what she wanted to do.
A minute later, the teacher suddenly bent over, looking at me between her thighs. I was startled to realize that, through her
red panties, the shape of her vulva was clearly visible. The area near her vagina
was slightly darker; she was already wet, and a few pubic hairs peeked out from the side. As if bewitched, my throat was incredibly dry
, and I took a step towards the teacher, dazed.
My penis was throbbing, erect, and ready to explode,
burning . The precum on the glans seemed to crave the woman before me. I knew I needed this
woman, this middle-aged woman who had once been my mentor.
Seeing my movement, the teacher's hand moved even more brazenly to her clitoris, rubbing it through her panties.
"Ugh...ugh...oh...ah..." the teacher moaned sweetly, her juices
flowing , instantly soaking a large patch of her panties. The teacher masturbated, but her eyes never left me, watching my
expression , finally settling on my imposing penis.
Following her gaze, I involuntarily looked at my penis as well; it was like a
boxer who had just warmed up, brimming with fighting spirit, ready to knock down his opponent at any moment. Due to the teacher's arousal
, more and more precum was secreted from the glans, overflowing from the glans, flowing down the penis, and then down to the scrotum, where
it was about to drip onto the floor…
The teacher saw this from between her thighs, suddenly straightened up, turned, and rushed towards me.
She knelt before me, wrapped her arms around my thighs, and extended her tongue, licking my precum clean from the base of my scrotum to
the tip of . Her tongue then moved to the glans, stirring the remaining precum,
finally drawing it into her mouth, cleaning it completely.
This was the second time the teacher had given me oral sex; a wave of pleasure washed over me, as if I were in heaven.
The teacher didn't stop. Her tongue slid up and down my penis, slowly moving down until she opened her mouth and took my
testicles . Her tongue licked my scrotum and testicles incessantly, while her warm hands gripped my penis, stroking it back and forth...
"Oh...oh...uh..." I couldn't take it anymore; reason and all psychological barriers
vanished . I reached out and grabbed the teacher's hair, slowly lifting it up. The teacher seemed to know my intention and immediately took
my penis into her mouth, her warm little mouth servicing me back and forth—it felt so good! However, I had no intention of ejaculating.
I stroked the teacher's hair with my left hand, while my right hand slowly moved down, kneading the teacher's large
breasts through her bra. The teacher felt my caresses and performed oral sex on me even more diligently, her head moving rapidly back and forth,
her tongue rubbing against my penis incessantly, her hands restlessly caressing my buttocks. Due to the
increasing pleasure, my hands involuntarily increased the pressure, and the teacher's breasts twisted and deformed in my hands...
"Ah...uh..." The teacher, with my penis in her mouth, let out muffled moans.
I didn't want to drag it out any longer. I moved my hands to the teacher's armpits and gently lifted her up. She understood what I
meant and slowly stood up. I'm quite tall; the teacher only reached my chest when she stood up. I roughly
and haphazardly shoved my rock-hard penis back into my school pants.
"You...you...you're leaving...!?" The teacher's tone was panicked, followed by an expression that looked like she was about to cry
.
I looked at the teacher for a moment, then reached out and grabbed her left breast with my right hand, and forcefully pushed the teacher onto the sofa...
The teacher fell and sat on the sofa. I pounced on her like a wolf, wanting to
unleash the desire that had been suppressed for almost half an hour.
The teacher, half-lying on the sofa, was beautiful, wearing only underwear, her legs slightly parted, staring at me with lustful eyes.
Although the teacher's figure wasn't as perfect as a model's, it was still quite good. Her waist was slender, with a slight belly and
slim thighs. Just as my classmate had said: extremely sexy, arousing endless desire.
I pounced on the teacher. What I wanted to do most now was to look at the teacher's large breasts and
their nipples. I moved both hands to the teacher's bra at the same time, not caring whether it had front or back clasps, nor
wasting time unhooking it. My right hand slipped inside the bra, touching her already erect nipples, and pulled
hard...
"Ouch!" the teacher cried out, probably hurting her from pulling the bra open. I tossed the bra to the right,
ignoring her cry, and quickly turned around to admire the proud breasts I had just freed from their confinement, only to
see two snow-white arms as solid as iron walls.
The teacher looked at me with a resentful expression: "You hurt me..." I froze, unsure
what to do .
Seeing my blank expression, the teacher chuckled: "Look carefully now!" She lifted her hands upwards...
I froze again. What a beautiful pair of breasts! The teacher's nipples were brownish, small and delicate, already
hardened, erect on her large, snow-white breasts. I grabbed her breasts with both hands—wow! So soft, I couldn't even hold them in one hand
, they were so big!
I kept squeezing and kneading, because this opportunity was truly rare, and I wished I could tear those two big breasts
apart. As I rubbed, I teased the teacher's nipples with my fingers, sometimes circling them, sometimes
pinching them hard...
"Hmm... Ugh... Oh... Stop... Stop... Ah..." The teacher
gasped softly as my fingers played with her. Hearing the teacher's moans, my lust intensified. I cupped her breasts with both hands and squeezed them from the side, squeezing hard until
they deformed and were pushed high. I immediately stuck out my tongue and licked the teacher's lovely nipples.
I first circled my tongue around her nipple, making her moan incessantly, before taking it into my mouth and
sucking . Then I gently nibbled at her nipple with my teeth. She shuddered, pulling at her
hair with both hands:
"Ah! Ah!! I... can't take it... anymore... hurry... come... I want your cock...
ah..."
I couldn't take it anymore either. I helped her up, stood up, and prepared to take off my clothes. But she was even more eager than me
. She grabbed my pants, loosened the belt, and forcefully pulled them down to my thighs. But she did n't
immediately remove my underwear. Instead, she slowly stroked my penis through it with both hands, making me incredibly hard , before finally pulling my underwear down. As soon as my penis was exposed, she cheered: "Great... ah!" Then she immediately took my penis into her mouth. She continued to suck and release my penis, while her hands slowly removed my pants and underwear. When my pants were down to my calves, she slowly took off my shoes. This royal treatment was truly wonderful! The teacher only stood up when my lower body was completely naked, but she was still stroking my penis with her right hand while her left hand unbuttoned my shirt and took it off. I was now completely naked. Her left hand continued to caress my chest, while her right hand continued to masturbate me. Slowly, her left hand moved to my back, and she licked my nipples with her tongue. "Mmm..." So this is what it feels like to have your nipples licked! I started to act too. My hands slowly pulled down her panties, placing them with her dress, and caressing her thighs. I pushed her away, led her to the sofa, and made her sit on the edge. Then I spread her legs, and now I finally had a chance to see my completely naked teacher. Her face was flushed, and she shyly covered her mouth with her hand. Her breasts were firm and upright, showing no signs of sagging . I squatted down in front of the teacher's thighs, carefully observing her vulva. She had a lot of pubic hair, glistening with her vaginal fluids . I parted her vulva with my hands; it was purplish-red, the vaginal flesh glistening and slippery with the fluids, making it incredibly tempting. I slowly stroked her genitals, then impatiently and rapidly rubbed her clitoris. To be honest, I had been unable to hold back for a long time; I was quite impressed with myself for having managed to hold back until now. "Ah...ah...good...ahhhhh...mmm...ah...ha..." The teacher's moans grew more and more rapid. I quickly grabbed her thighs with both hands, licking her , then pinching her nipple hard with my right hand. "Ahhh...I can't take it...ahh...harder...harder...faster... ahh...so good..." "I'm going to cum...cum...cum...ahhh...so good...I'm coming...ahhh ...cum, cum, cum...ahhhhh!!!!" The teacher's whole body tensed up, then trembled, and a stream of vaginal fluid shot into my mouth. I knew she had orgasmed . I didn't drink the fluid because I thought it smelled fishy and unpleasant. I quickly moved my head away from the teacher 's private parts. The teacher's body was limp, but I didn't give her a chance to rest. I continued to rub her clitoris with my hand, while licking her nipples incessantly...After a while, her back arched again. "Mmm...so good...so...so comfortable...ah...faster...come on...come on... mmm ...ah..." The teacher wanted it again. Hehe! Opportunity knocks but once. I quickly pulled the teacher's thighs slightly outwards, letting her half-lie, half-sit on the sofa. Then, I grasped my penis with one hand and placed my other hand on her shoulder, slowly adjusting my position... After aiming at her vagina, I didn't immediately insert it. I held my penis, letting the glans slowly rub against the vaginal opening. Although I really wanted it, I knew I couldn't rush it. I had to make her experience extreme pleasure and a deep orgasm so that I could do whatever I wanted later. I patiently continued to tease the teacher, but she had already reached her limit. "Hurry...hurry up...put it in already!..." I acted as if I didn't hear her and continued my actions. Actually, the pleasure of rubbing the glans was making my libido extremely high , but I could only endure it now. "Ugh...I...I can't take it anymore...I'm dying...good...man...please...don't... torture me...anymore...um...ugh..." The teacher groaned breathlessly, but I tried my best to endure it. Suddenly, the teacher's vagina slid onto my penis... haha, the teacher couldn't hold back anymore! I dodged, missing the attempt; the teacher tried several more times, each time letting me dodge. "Please...give it to me...I need you..." The teacher was almost crying, her pleading tone heartbreaking. Alright! It was time. I shifted my hips back and thrust hard into her vagina with all my might... "Ahhh!!! So good...ahhh!!!" The teacher's wish was finally fulfilled. I no longer wanted to tease her, because once inside her vagina, all my desire had to be released. Her vagina wasn't tight; I only felt something enveloping my penis, slowly sliding. But it was very moist and warm inside, the soft, wet vaginal flesh gripping my penis as it moved, still giving me considerable pleasure. I started by slowly thrusting, and once I was familiar with everything, I began to thrust forcefully without restraint. "Ahhh...you're so good!!! Faster...faster...harder..." The teacher's voice became high-pitched and seductive. The teacher's eyes were closed, her brows furrowed tightly, her mouth slightly open , her face displaying an expression of ecstasy. I never imagined that my usually elegant and gentle teacher would transform into such a lewd middle-aged woman . This gave me boundless pleasure, and I thrust even harder, each stroke pounding into her vagina, leading her step by step to orgasm. I looked down at the point where my penis and vagina met; her labia flipped back and forth with each thrust, my penis glistening with her vaginal fluids, her large breasts swaying up and down, her hair disheveled with the movement. All these sights excited me even more, and I fucked the woman beneath me harder and harder… The teacher's cries grew louder and louder, muttering to herself incomprehensible. Who cared about her! I just needed to fuck her hard. I reached out and began to caress her breasts, pinching and playing with her nipples.

"Ahhhhhh... I'm going to climax... Ahhhhh! Ugh... Hurry... Fuck me to death!...
Oh... I'm going to climax..."
Hearing these lewd moans, I knew the teacher was about to climax. I thrust my
hips , each thrust hitting her G-spot hard. The teacher's reaction became more and more intense. She got up and hugged me,
gripping my back tightly with both hands, her mouth panting and moaning continuously...
My back hurt from the teacher's grip, but I gritted my teeth, the more it hurt, the harder I thrust, one hand squeezing her
nipple even harder. "Ah... Ahhhhhh!!! I'm going to... I'm going to...
I ... I'm going to... Ah... Ahh ... The teacher, sprawled on the sofa, was incredibly alluring: completely naked, her hair disheveled, eyes slightly open, drool at the corner of her mouth, her large breasts bearing my scratch marks, her hands limply resting on her body, her genitals constantly leaking fluid , her vagina opening opening and closing as if breathing, her pubic hair almost entirely wet and sticky, her legs lazily spread wide… From these signs, the teacher's orgasm must have been incredibly intense, and she probably hadn't experienced anything like this . I crouched down close to the teacher's face and softly asked, "Was it good?" I, who had been too afraid to speak before, finally spoke , because I knew I had the situation under control. The teacher slowly opened her eyes and weakly said, "Mmm…you were great…" Her answer pleased me. I slowly stood up, deliberately flashing my still-erect penis in front of her eyes. "Ah!!" The teacher involuntarily gasped softly, her voice filled with surprise. "You, you haven't ejaculated yet!?" the teacher asked with concern. Heh, she had fallen into my trap again. I feigned innocence, saying, "It's okay, as long as you're comfortable, teacher." I saw a lewd glint flash across her face. She got up from the sofa, walked to me , and murmured, looking at my penis, "What a great thing..." "Do you want more?" she asked, looking up at me. "I think it's better for me to rest," I replied, utterly hypocritical. She didn't answer. She walked to the sofa, bent down, and supported herself with her hands, her buttocks raised high, her still-dripping cunt facing me. She turned her head and said in a very lewd tone , "Good man... just come in quickly..." I thought I had no reason to refuse anymore. With my penis erect, I moved towards my target, walking behind her. I first caressed her plump, white buttocks, then slowly inserted my penis into her vagina. I thrust very slowly, but it aroused her again, and she moaned incessantly. "Want me to thrust harder?" My tone had completely changed; I no longer considered this woman my teacher . "Mmm...faster...thrust harder..." I really enjoyed hearing her plead. "Really?" I didn't speed up my thrusts, continuing to press her. "Mmm~~! Please...hurry up..." Seeing her pleas were ineffective, she resorted to a coquettish tone. What a wanton woman for pleasure! I ignored her coquettishness, continuing my slow thrusts, occasionally teasing her clitoris . "Ouch...it's so itchy...mmm...good man...why aren't you going to thrust harder?...Stop teasing me ...hurry...hurry..." Her voice trembled. Suddenly, I shouted sternly, "You slut!!! If you want pleasure, why don't you move yourself!!!" My tone grew increasingly audacious, because I knew she couldn't do without me. No sooner had I finished speaking than she tossed her disheveled hair and began to move herself back and forth, letting out moans. I took the opportunity to observe the teacher closely. Her large breasts swayed back and forth in wide arcs. I grabbed them and squeezed them relentlessly. The teacher's pleasure intensified, her movements becoming more vigorous, and her juices flowed continuously onto the floor… I squeezed her breasts with both hands, receiving her ministrations. This strange pleasure was unparalleled . I released her breasts because I had found an even better target. Seeing her full buttocks swaying beneath me, I couldn't bear to let them be idle. A sudden , and before I knew it, my hand moved. I swung my hand, and "Smack!!!"—I slapped her buttocks hard. "Ahhh!!" the teacher cried out. But the sound expressed pleasure and enjoyment, so I slapped even harder. "Smack smack smack…" The sound of the slaps echoed throughout the room… At this moment, the teacher was like a lustful beast, frantically and forcefully stroking my penis, seeking even stronger pleasure until she reached orgasm. Just as we were both lost in the vortex of lust, suddenly "Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong!" The bell rang , signaling the end of class. My teacher and I stopped our intense activity at the same time. (IV) The Fierce Battle "The bell! Where did that come from? Why is there a bell?" As soon as we thought about it, my teacher and I both came to . We were both blinded by lust. We were still at school! In fact, in the meeting room next to the professor's office! I quickly pulled my penis out of my teacher's body, and she quickly picked up her dress and underwear, putting them on as fast as she could. After I was dressed , she immediately walked towards the door. I followed her. She opened the door, and just as I was about to follow her out, she suddenly turned around and said, "Do n't go, wait here." After saying that, she quickly closed the door and left. I walked back, sat on the sofa, and began to think about the whole absurd thing: I had actually slept with a woman who was about forty years old. Although she was really tempting, she was my professor ! More importantly, she's a married woman. Why would I sleep with her? Am I really so desperate ? No, no, that's not it! Although I don't have sex often, I have many girlfriends and sexual partners, which has honed my sexual skills and abilities. I... I'm doing this to use my teacher to make my vocational high school career go smoothly.

There was no risk of failing a grade, no need to worry about my studies. I was so despicable! Sleeping with her for grades
was no different from being a prostitute; I was so shameless.
Just then, I saw the teacher's bra lying nearby. I quickly picked it up, afraid someone might suddenly come in and
see . I didn't immediately put the bra away because I fell into deep thought:
Teacher…she…isn't wearing a bra right now. Doesn't that dress have two little protruding nipples?
Won't her breasts jiggle? Thinking of the teacher's current appearance, my penis, which had softened due to self-reproach, suddenly became erect again
, and my lust reignited.
No, I still had desire for the teacher, not just for grades; I also wanted to
have sex .
Comforting myself with this thought, I felt much better.
"Click!" The doorknob turned, and I quickly sat back on the sofa, stuffing the teacher's red, sexy
bra into my pocket.
It was the teacher who came in. I breathed a sigh of relief and immediately went to greet her, wanting to ask if anyone had noticed.
The teacher closed and locked the door, smiling as she said to me, "Luckily, the tutor's room was empty last period."
Phew...looks like I'm in luck.
The teacher didn't say much, but moved closer to me, and suddenly, one hand lightly stroked my penis through my pants.
"Wow! You're still hard? That's impressive!"
Actually, I was already hard, but the teacher's touch made it even harder.
The teacher wrapped her other arm around my neck, pulled me down, and kissed me passionately on the lips.
Startled, I broke free from the teacher's grasp and said, "Teacher, this is a school..." I was terrified of being discovered.
Unexpectedly, the teacher smiled faintly:
"Are you scared? Didn't you just do it for a while? I didn't see you flinch just now!" She chuckled softly after saying that.
I didn't answer; more accurately, I didn't know how to answer, so I could only awkwardly force a
smile . The teacher's hand reached out again, caressing my penis. She looked at me softly, her eyes gentle, and
said in a very gentle tone,
"Don't worry! The door is locked, and I've already told all the teachers that I'm going to
'discipline' a student in the meeting room, so no one will come in. Don't be afraid!" Her tone was almost like
coaxing a child .
So, the teacher had a reason for making me wait here; it seemed she really needed to. Okay, I'll give her a good
scolding !
My heart, which had been pounding, relaxed, and I immediately retorted, "Hmm... how are you going to 'discipline' me
?" I teased her with my words.
Hearing this, the teacher wrapped her arm around my neck again, and kissed me once more. I lowered my head,
making it easier for her to move.
Her tongue circled my lips like she was applying lipstick, then immediately slid into
my mouth. There was a faint taste of tea in her breath; she must have drunk some water before leaving. I
realized I was quite thirsty too. The teacher's tongue intertwined with mine; her tongue tasted sweet,
and even her saliva tasted delicious. Her tongue was incredibly agile, constantly teasing the inside of my mouth, making me
unbearably itchy.
We kissed deeply for a long time, lost in our own world.
Then, the teacher unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my shirt one by one, quickly
took off my blouse, and then immediately pulled down my trousers. She tossed my clothes aside and began
rubbing my penis through my underwear, causing it to bulge high in my pants.
Seeing this, the teacher chuckled and said, "Don't be afraid. Ha! It's hard as a rock."
I laughed and said, "It's just that someone can't satisfy it!" Upon hearing this, the teacher suddenly pinched my penis
.
"Ouch! That hurts! What are you doing?" I complained.
The teacher, with an indifferent expression, glanced at me sideways and said,
"Are you saying someone can't satisfy it?" I quickly said, "No, no! I was just talking in my sleep."
Humph! This is a grudge I won't let slip.
With a triumphant expression, the teacher squatted down and gently pulled down my underwear. She immediately turned and took my
penis into her mouth.
"Mmm...mmm...so hard! So good...mmm..." she mumbled.
I ran my fingers through her hair, thoroughly enjoying myself. She occasionally licked the shaft of my penis with her tongue,
and sometimes she used her hands to lick my testicles.
I slowly moved my body towards the sofa, and she moved slowly with my penis in her mouth, her arms tightly
wrapped around my waist, as if afraid of losing her precious possession. I moved her head away, lay down on the sofa, and
looked at her, saying,
"What? Afraid my penis will run away? Like a dog chasing a bone. Don't worry, I'll definitely satisfy you."
I teased her.
To my surprise, she wasn't angry at all. Instead, she said in a very sweet tone,
"Good brother...let me lick it...I'll definitely make you feel good..." She immediately knelt at my feet.
Goodness, she's calling me brother now! But it felt really good. I adjusted my position and said,
"Come on, serve me well, and I'll only do it if you do a good job." The teacher, as if she'd found a treasure, climbed slightly
onto my lap, laughing, and said,
"Watch how I 'discipline' you!" She immediately took my penis into her mouth, her hands constantly stroking
my thighs.
After a while, she took her mouth away from my penis and licked my glans with her tongue,
making me groan with pleasure. Seeing how hard she was licking, I couldn't help but say,
"You're great! You're making me feel so good." A slight smile appeared on the teacher's lips.
After this playful exchange, there was no longer any awkwardness between us, and we
flirted like a couple.
The teacher blew for a long time, then looked up at me and said, "You're so good...you're making my mouth feel so good." Actually, if she had just kept it in her mouth for ten more
seconds, I would have given in.
I pretended to be dissatisfied: "Okay, okay, that's alright!" The teacher, like
a child pouted and said,
"I was so serious, and you didn't even praise me! You say 'almost alright'? I'll bite you!"
I laughed and replied, "If I bite you off, you won't get any pleasure." The teacher talked to me while masturbating
, looking sulky. I was both annoyed and amused, and quickly said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. If you want to feel good, just
get on top!" The teacher was overjoyed and quickly climbed onto my body, straddling my penis, and sat down…
With a "plop!" sound, it went all the way to the bottom. The teacher also cried out, "Ohhhh!"
So wet, the teacher's vagina was so wet. The first stroke almost made me ejaculate. I quickly stopped the
teacher who was about to start thrusting. I grabbed her two big breasts and kneaded and squeezed them, one on each side, and occasionally sucked on her two brown
nipples. I could feel the teacher's juices flowing more and more. I even licked the teacher's neck with my tongue, making the teacher
tremble on my body.
After a while, my penis no longer felt like ejaculating, so I started thrusting my lower body, pushing upwards.
The teacher felt it and used her legs to support herself on the sofa seat, thrusting downwards continuously. The two of us were piston-like, and the pleasure
was doubled.
"Ohhhh, so good... ah... haha... ahhh... faster... harder...!"
The teacher moaned loudly.
I gritted my teeth, not only not wanting to shout out, but also afraid that I would lose control and ejaculate. I thrust harder and
harder , and the teacher moved up and down in response. The soft slapping sounds came from where we were joined , and her juices
were flowing down my inner thighs . " Ah ... Suddenly, the teacher's vaginal opening tightened, and a gush of vaginal fluid shot out. I was about to ejaculate, and just as I was about to thrust further to reach my climax, the teacher, who was on top of me, suddenly pulled away from my penis. The moment she did, she knelt down and took it into her mouth, stroking it back and forth... Oral sex gave me even stronger pleasure because the teacher's mouth was very tight, and her tongue was constantly teasing me. My penis reached its limit. "Ugh!..." I groaned, and my semen gushed out like a wild horse. I immediately pulled it out and took my hand instead... "Pfft pfft pfft...!" Semen continued to spray, covering the teacher's head and face, her hair and breasts with a thick white residue. The teacher quickly took my penis back into her mouth, swallowing the remaining semen, letting me enjoy the brief pleasure . Actually, I deliberately sprayed the teacher because I really wanted to see her covered in semen; it was truly an amazing climax! The teacher didn't seem to care about the white liquid on her body. Instead, she quickly grabbed my hand and asked with concern, "Are you comfortable? Are you satisfied?" She still cared about what I had said earlier. To be honest, this touched me deeply. I nodded... and asked her, "And you?" The teacher said joyfully, "Hmm...it was wonderful! I've never experienced anything like this before." I really wanted to ask if her husband hadn't satisfied her. But in this situation, I thought the teacher probably didn't want to think about her husband. Seeing that I didn't speak, the teacher began to clean herself. She pulled out some tissues from the long table and asked me to help her clean her hair. I took the tissues and wiped the semen from her hair. Of course, it wasn't possible to wipe it completely clean; a few drops of semen remained in her hair. Since I was standing while cleaning her hair, and she was still kneeling, my penis was swaying near her head. My penis was semi-erect; the intense sex hadn't made it completely limp. Suddenly, the teacher's hand gently grasped it, and then she looked at me quietly. I stopped what I was doing and smiled at the teacher, saying, "Do you want more?" The teacher didn't answer my question; instead, she kissed my glans and slowly said, "I thank you for giving me such a wonderful experience." Then she took my penis into her mouth again. My question was indirectly answered, and I smiled, continuing what I was doing. My penis swelled again in the teacher's warm mouth, and she seemed very happy, sucking on it even more attentively. I finally managed to clean the teacher's hair; although some residue remained, at least outwardly there were no visible flaws. Seeing me stop, the teacher pushed me away, smiling seductively, "You can't clean it with tissues." Then, she cupped her large breasts, also covered in semen, in her hands, bringing them close to her face. Lowering her head , she slowly opened her mouth, extending her bright red tongue to lick her breasts, swallowing mouthfuls . Wow! This was incredibly stimulating for me; my penis hardened, and I felt a heat rising . The teacher lowered her breasts, then used her fingers to scrape off the remaining semen that she couldn't lick and put it in her mouth. She also used her tongue to lick clean the semen around her lips. Soon, just as she had said, it was spotless. My penis was also at its peak erection. To be honest, the teacher really knew how to arouse a man's desire. The teacher licked her lips, crawled towards me, and said, "So delicious! I want more, is there any more?" I couldn't resist the teacher's lewd behavior. I quickly walked behind her, grabbed her full buttocks, and without waiting, thrust forward, my penis plunging straight into her vagina. The teacher let out a long, satisfied sigh. I pulled her buttocks upwards so I could thrust harder. Her legs were straight, her upper body bent forward at a , receiving my thrusts from behind. I held her waist with both hands, my hips swaying back and forth, my penis repeatedly going in and out of her body. This time I showed no mercy, going all out from the start. With my efforts, the teacher quickly got into the swing of things: "Ahhhhhh! You're so strong this time! Ahhhhhh! So good…" Her moans excited me even more. "Ugh… I'll fuck you to death… I'll fuck you to death… you slut…" I cursed at her, my goal being to make her even more lewd and have even more pleasure. "Ahhhhhh… I'm a slut… Fuck me to death… I'm a slut… Ahhhhhh…" I…

My plan worked.
“Slut…you’re enjoying it…you’re enjoying being fucked by me…squeak out if you’re enjoying it!!”
It was really satisfying to call my teacher a slut.
“Ahhh…so good…being…fucked by…you…is the…most…good…it’s so good…it’s killing me…ahhhh
…good…good…ah hahhh!!”
“Hmm…you’re such a slut! When I’m not around, you often masturbate, don’t you?” I wanted to know how my teacher
satisfied herself.
“Hmm ahhh…yes…yes…masturbate…masturbate…I’ll never masturbate again…I want…
you to fuck me…ah…”
“Hmph! Bitch…” I stopped talking and focused on fucking my teacher, but she didn’t stop there.
“Ah hahhh…brother, your big cock…it feels so good…ah…faster…fuck me until I burst
…ah…”
Note: My penis isn’t big, only about seventeen centimeters. I guessed at the time that my teacher’s husband’s was
probably quite small.
"
Waaaaahh
...

I yelled, "You slut, tell me! Who 'disciplined' whom?!"
The teacher yelled back, "Ah...it's you...you disciplined...disciplined me...ah..."
A satisfying reply.
I suddenly pulled my penis out and pulled the teacher's head towards my shaft. She understood and took it into her mouth,
stroking it back and forth. I held it in her mouth for a short while, and a large amount of semen sprayed into her mouth, endlessly,
pleasure filling my entire body...
This time, the teacher didn't spill a drop. Only after I pulled my penis out of her mouth did she swallow all my
semen.
I felt a little weak in the waist, probably from overdoing it. I fell back onto the sofa, and the teacher stood up and
walked towards me.
"Don't come any closer!!" I yelled at the teacher. She seemed startled, frozen in place,
looking at , her expression somewhat flustered.
I pointed to the ground: "You slut, your juices are all over the floor! Lick it clean before you come here!"
The teacher's pretty face instantly relaxed, and she immediately knelt down, licking her own juices with her tongue,
swallowing mouthful after mouthful. The teacher licked very diligently, which made me a little hard again.
The pleasure of ordering my teacher around was amazing!
Only after the teacher had licked the floor clean did I say, "You can come here now."
Hearing this, the teacher immediately sat down beside me. I hugged the teacher and said, "How is it?"
The teacher said weakly, "You've made me so weak, and you still want me to lick the floor."
I laughed and said, "I haven't even said I'm tired, why are you complaining!" As I spoke, my hands became even more restless,
touching the teacher's breasts.
The teacher smiled and said, "You're really good! You've made me dizzy, it feels so good... Ah! It's still hard
!" The teacher leaned weakly against me, stroking my penis as if it were a treasure.
But I knew that we both needed to rest at this moment. I held the teacher tightly, inhaling the faint
scent of her perfume and a hint of semen. My free hands played with her breasts, while my eyes
remained fixed . The teacher, a little shy from my gaze, quickly said, "What are you looking at..."
I didn't speak, but first gently kissed her lips, then embraced her passionately. She responded
happily , our tongues intertwining, as if conveying our hearts, our emotions, and even
a touch of love.
Her tongue was soft and smooth, its delicate fragrance carrying a hint of her own fluids—I loved it.
After a long kiss, we parted. I gently held her in my arms, and she nestled against me. We
savored the afterglow of our passion, remaining quiet for a while.
"I have to go," I said gently, pushing her away and bending down to pick up my school uniform.
"Are you leaving already?" the teacher's voice sounded a little plaintive, but I wasn't moved. I softly replied,
"Yes..." Then I stood up and put on my clothes. The teacher stood up as well, helping me button my shirt
and zip up my pants, even adjusting the position of my penis.
Yes, the teacher was truly a gentle and considerate woman. I touched her face and kissed her forehead to
express my gratitude.
After helping me get everything ready, the teacher smoothed my slightly disheveled hair and picked up her
dress. Before she was fully dressed, I grabbed her large breasts and kneaded them, then gave
her a deep kiss before turning to leave. The teacher, dressed in her dress, grabbed my arm and said,
"Are you really leaving? I want to stay a little longer..."
I smiled helplessly and said, "I have to go. It'll probably be lunchtime soon, and you have
class this afternoon. Besides, you need to go home to shower and change, so we can't stay any longer, right
?" I started walking towards the door.
Just as I was about to open it, I suddenly turned back. I saw
a gleam , and a smile playing on her lips. Then, she came running towards me, beaming with delight, and said, "You...you're not
leaving?! We could stay a little longer..."
Her eyes were pleading; I think she really wanted me to stay.
I just found it funny and said, "No! I just wanted to ask if you still wanted this." I pulled
the teacher's red bra out of my pocket.
The teacher's eyes dimmed instantly, and she said dejectedly, "This... you've ruined it, it's unwearable
."
Knowing this would be the answer, I immediately replied, "Oh, then give it to me as a souvenir!" I quickly stuffed
the bra back into my pocket. Without waiting for the teacher's reply, I turned, opened the door, and left the meeting room.
I first went to the professor's office to make sure no one was there. Even if no one paid attention to the noise in the meeting room, the professor
's moans were so loud they would easily attract attention. But even if someone was there, there was nothing I could do;
it was just for peace of mind. Sure enough,
the professor's office was empty. It seemed my affair with the professor was foolproof.
Why was I so sure no one had noticed? Because I also checked all the professors' schedules, and
all of them had classes this period. My professor and I were lucky; we might not have this opportunity again.
I didn't go straight back to the classroom; I went to the cooperative to buy drinks to quench my thirst—I'd used
up .
After drinking and regaining some energy, I headed to the classroom.
At the classroom door, I said, "Report!"—that's the etiquette for entering the classroom mid-session. "Come in," the electronics professor
replied while lecturing. The electronics professor didn't ask any further questions; it seemed the class monitor had already reported my
whereabouts . I returned to my seat.
"Xiao Du, why did you take so long? More than three hours!" my neighbor asked.
I glanced at the clock; it was 11:40. Hmm, pretty close to my estimate. Lunchtime was approaching. I replied
,
"It's that gossipy teacher again, all that nonsense, wasting my time." Of course, that was a lie; the real story was a whole lot of passionate
scenes .
"Phew... I'm so tired, I want to take a nap, don't bother me." I used the "sleep escape" tactic; I didn't want
my classmate to keep asking questions.
In our class, almost all teachers don't care if you sleep in class, as long as you don't disturb them.
"So, do you want me to buy you a lunchbox later?" Phew, having a classmate like that isn't bad. "Oh, no, I
don't want to eat." I refused his offer.
Lying on my desk, I tried to sort out my chaotic thoughts.
The whole morning felt great; I had sex with the teacher, made love for over two hours, and did everything I could
to satisfy her. Thinking about it, I felt a mix of excitement, restlessness, and complicated emotions—a jumble of feelings filling my
heart.
I felt annoyed, so I decided to stop thinking about it and just let things take their course.
As I sat there, images of making love with my teacher surfaced in my mind…
Making love in an air-conditioned room on a hot day is indeed a pleasure, feeling each other's body temperature and
pleasing one another. That warmth and comfort, combined with my teacher's passion, her lewdness, and her allure,
lingered in my mind for a long time, and my penis became erect again.
Although I had ejaculated three times that morning, and although my teacher's physical condition wasn't the best, I still wanted to
have sex with her again, to fuck her hard with my penis, to fuck her until she was in ecstasy, until she begged for mercy. Perhaps, I had developed some indescribable feelings for
my teacher .
Thinking about it, I drifted off to sleep due to exhaustion…
(V) The night on campus
, I don't know how long it lasted before I regained some hazy consciousness. Ah, I must have slept for a long time
! I vaguely remember someone calling me to get up, but I replied, "Don't disturb me." Hmm, it's all
quiet , school must be over! If school is over, then I should go.
I forced my sleepy eyes open with all my might. Oh dear! It was pitch black all around. It was already quite dark;
judging , it must be seven or eight o'clock.
I snapped awake, quickly sat up straight, stretched, and yawned.
Suddenly said,
"Ah! You're up!" The voice was full of surprise. I jumped in surprise and quickly turned around…
Ah! It was my teacher. She was smiling at me and said, "Yes, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
I smiled, unsure what to say. The teacher took out a plastic bag and
said in a cheerful tone,
"You haven't eaten yet, have you? You must be very hungry. Here, have some McDonald's." Yes, my stomach was indeed
rumbling ; I was so hungry.
I didn't grab anything to eat right away. Still slightly sleepy, I asked the teacher, "How did you know I hadn't eaten
?"
The teacher smiled and replied, "Your classmates said you'd been sleeping since the fourth period this morning. I had to tell
them not to disturb you."
She paused, then continued, "As soon as school was over, I went straight to buy McDonald's for your dinner
."
I interrupted, "What if I suddenly left?"
The teacher hesitated for a moment, then said, "Hmm… I didn't think that far ahead. When I came back, you were still sleeping,
so I waited for you to wake up."
I thought for a moment and asked, "What time is it now?"
The teacher looked at her watch and replied, "Oh, 7:15." Wow, I'd slept for almost eight hours!
A sweet feeling welled up inside me because the teacher had waited for me for nearly three hours just to let me have a
good meal. I turned around, kissed the teacher, and said, "Thank you." The teacher lowered her head and
whispered , "It's nothing to thank me for."
She looked up, placed the plastic bag on the table, and said to me, "Here, have something to eat."
I shook my head slightly, because I had an urge that was far more important than food. I
said to the teacher,
"Teacher, I need to go to the toilet first." Yes, just to the toilet, don't get the wrong idea.
I hadn't gone to the toilet since our intense encounter, and now my bladder felt like it was about to burst;
I was .
The teacher shook her head slightly and said, "Then, I'll go with you." I nodded, got up, and
walked out of the classroom.
Outside, it was still pitch black, with only a few faint lights from the sky.
The school was cool at night, with a gentle breeze that was truly refreshing; generally speaking, this was
the best time for a walk.
I hurried towards the restroom, but the teacher called out, "Hey! Wait...wait for me..." I slowed down,
and when she reached my side, I asked, "Is something wrong?"
She shook her head hastily and whispered, "No...nothing...it's just...it's so dark...I'm
scared..."
I suddenly thought how adorable she was; even at around forty, she spoke like a little girl.
I smiled, pulled her closer, held her warm hand, and softly said, "It's okay,
I'm here with you."
She smiled happily, wrapping her arms tightly around mine, and I felt her
soft breasts against my skin.
Reaching the restroom, I first turned on the light. The sudden brightness
stung , and even the teacher squinted. I quickly went to the urinal, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my
erect penis, swollen and hard from the urge to urinate. As the urine powerfully gushed out, a wave of liberating pleasure washed over my penis.
Ah…that felt so good…
I glanced back at the teacher; she was leaning against the door, her eyes fixed on me. I smiled at her, and she
gave me a sweet smile in return. I pulled my now-finished penis back into my pants and went to the sink to wash it.
Only then did I fully recover. At that moment, I didn't want to go straight back to the classroom to eat. I wanted to properly "
thank " the teacher who had waited for me.
By the light, I looked the teacher up and down. She had changed her clothes. She was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt
and a black long skirt befitting a teacher, along with black high heels and a
small black backpack. Now, the teacher was a stunningly beautiful woman in black.
I walked to the door, wrapped my arms around the teacher's waist, and gave her a deep kiss, while my other hand restlessly
kneaded her breasts. The teacher responded to my kiss passionately, making soft "mmm" sounds.
My tongue vigorously mingled with hers, trying to convey my passion, and I
sucked on her saliva with all my might. As my tongue moved, my hand squeezed her
breasts .
After a long while, we finally separated. The teacher's pretty face was slightly flushed, and she said with a teasing tone,
"You're very excited, aren't you? What do you want to do?"
I quickly unbuttoned the buttons of the teacher's black shirt and kissed her, saying, "I want to fuck you."
The teacher then smiled seductively, "You're so restless even though you just woke up, you little devil."
As she spoke, her hand moved to my crotch, stroking my penis. As I unbuttoned my teacher
's shirt and took it off, her large breasts sprang to the surface, their change catching my eye:
she was wearing another bra, and to my excitement, it was the same black lace
style as everything she wore. It seemed she had put thought into her outfit! And it must have been for me; my heart
leaped with joy.
I lowered my head, kissing the part of her breasts that peeked out from under the bra, while my hands reached behind her back to unbutton it
. I peeled off the bra, and her large breasts reappeared before my eyes, still as
alluring .
I placed her shirt and bra together on the sink, and she then took off my student
shirt and placed it there as well.
I lovingly squeezed her breasts and licked her nipples, when suddenly a question surfaced in my
mind . Without hesitation, I asked, "Teacher, how big are your breasts?"
The teacher, aroused by my words, panted and moaned,
"Mmm...mmm...three...mmm thirty...six...D...mmm..."
Wow, they were indeed large! But I felt it was definitely more than that, because her bra couldn't even cover her
breasts; she had the biggest breasts I'd ever met.
I sucked on her brown nipples while removing her long skirt, and she held my head,
moaning continuously...
As soon as her skirt hit the ground, wow! Goodness, her panties were also black, but somewhat transparent,
revealing her thick pubic hair clearly. Without the skirt's cover, her long, shapely legs, no less alluring than her upper body,
were displayed before me. She wore gray stockings, vaguely revealing the beautiful
lines , and at the ends of her thighs were a pair of black high heels.
The teacher, stripped down to only her underwear, stockings, and high heels, resembled a leading lady in a Category III film.
However , her overall attributes were by no means inferior; she possessed the allure and sensuality of a mature woman, along with
a perfectly maintained, voluptuous, and seductive body.
I stopped my assault on her breasts and shifted my focus, rubbing her clitoris through her underwear while
continuously kissing her. I noticed her black underwear was a little damp, so I slipped my hand inside, first stroking
her pubic hair. Her body went limp; she rested her head on my shoulder, moaning softly,
which aroused me. My hand went deeper, rubbing her clitoris inside her underwear, and my fingers
slipped into her already wet vagina.
Her moans grew louder, making my penis throb. I yanked off her underwear, my fingers
still moving in and out.
"Ah...ah...um...it's so itchy...ah..."
After I adjusted the teacher's underwear, I said, "Want to stop the itch?"
The teacher resisted the overwhelming pleasure, almost screaming, "Yes...yes...hurry up and fuck me
! Hurry!"
I moved the teacher to a wall in front of the toilet, turned her body around, and said, "If you want it, quickly
brace yourself against the wall with your hands."
The teacher did as I said. I took off my pants, underwear, shoes, and socks, revealing my penis, which
had . Without saying a word, I thrust it into the teacher's vagina in one go. The teacher seemed to be stimulated, and
her body suddenly trembled violently.
My waist began to piston-like, and the teacher's hands braced against the wall, while her back received powerful impacts.
She couldn't help but moan:
"Good brother...brother...ah ah...harder...fuck...fuck me to pieces...ah...so good...
so good..."
I freed one hand to touch the teacher's breasts, and the other hand grabbed the teacher's buttocks, thrusting even more intensely
.
"You slut...it feels good, doesn't it...whose dick do you like best?" I asked the teacher to
distract and prevent me from ejaculating too quickly.
"Ahhh...it's...Jiawei's...big dick...I want...ahhh...I want you...to fuck me
for a lifetime ...it feels so good!"
For some reason, hearing the teacher say that made me want to ejaculate even more. This was bad; I had to hurry.
To make the teacher reach orgasm faster, I increased my speed, so fast that the teacher couldn't moan anymore;
all I could hear were screams:
"Ahhh...ahhh...umhhh...ahhhh...ohhhh..."
Hearing the teacher's screams, ugh...I was about to lose control.
At this moment, the teacher was also approaching orgasm, "Ahhhhh...I...I'm orgasming...ahhhhh...
I'm coming...ahhhhh..."
I quickly pulled my penis out, and saw some clear liquid spurt from the teacher's vagina, some of it splashing onto my
thigh; it was very hot. Without giving the teacher a chance to rest, I immediately inserted my fingers back into her vagina and
thrust
, while my other hand supported her plump buttocks.
" Ah ... The teacher reached out her soft hand and grasped my erect penis, her thumb rubbing the head while her palm moved back and forth. She looked at me, then lowered her head to focus on stroking it, whispering, "Let me make you feel good...!" She then looked up, her eyes seeking my opinion. I nodded, sitting down against the wall. Her hand never left my penis; as I moved, she changed positions. She lay beneath me, her warm palm rubbing against my hard shaft, making it grow stronger in her hands . She smiled, looking up at me with a seductive grin, saying, "Look, it's getting bigger." I reached out to stroke her hair. She glanced at me, as if knowing what I was thinking, and lowered her head... The next second, her tongue intertwined with my glans. Not wanting to delay any longer, I pressed her head down with my right hand. She hadn't expected this; the moment she took my penis in, she vomited, "Ugh... " The teacher scolded, "I wasn't even ready, and you... you've already hit my throat! You almost made me vomit..." She touched her neck and continued, "Don't worry, I'll serve you well." With that, she bent down and took my penis into her mouth. As she sucked and released my penis, my hands were busy kneading her large, white breasts. With my penis in her mouth, she let out soft moans, and her sucking speed increased. This time, she didn't use any tricks; her tongue worked in sync with her mouth, going in and out, giving immense pleasure. Her tongue teased the head of my penis from time to time, and slid back and forth along the base of my penis. My hands stroked her head, combing her messy hair, my eyes admiring her energetic performance , watching her plump buttocks move back and forth, her large, white breasts pressing against the floor. "Ugh..." I was about to ejaculate. I gripped the teacher's head slightly, and she, understanding my situation, quickened her head movements. My penis instantly reached the brink of climax. I stood up, grabbed her head, and thrust forward … “Pfft!!” Hot semen gushed into her mouth again. She moaned, then began to suck with all her might. I felt my semen was less, which was understandable many times I'd done it, but I still ejaculated quite a few times. Her mouth, moving more and more slowly, finally left my penis, a few drops of semen . She didn't stand up; instead, she remained kneeling before me, looking up at me. I couldn't guess what she was going to do. The answer soon became clear: she slowly opened her mouth… Oh my god! It was filled with my thick semen. Her tongue then emerged, stirring the thick semen like she was mixing coffee. The fiery red tongue and the thick, white semen created a stark contrast. The teacher's lustful eyes were fixed on me. Her tongue was covered in semen, which she smeared on her upper and lower lips and the area around them. I was a little stunned, and my penis began to stir. Seeing my dazed expression, the teacher's hands became even . Suddenly, the teacher swallowed all the semen with a "gulp," her tongue also cleaning the residue from her mouth. The teacher slowly stood up, leaned against me, and gently guided my erect penis with her hand, whispering, "You can still get it up? That's great! Hehe..." I didn't want to linger, so I pinched her right breast and said, "Teacher, let's go back to the classroom, okay?" Without thinking, she readily agreed, "Okay." Then she lowered her head and kissed the head of my penis, immediately taking my hand and smiling, " Let's go !" I led her to the sink, picked up my clothes, and turned to her, saying, "Teacher, shall we go back like this?" She hesitated for a moment, then said tentatively, "But, what if someone..." I straightened my face and said, "Are you going or not?" She lowered her head, somewhat shyly, and said, "Okay..." Hearing this, I gathered all my clothes with one hand and took her hand with the other, walking out of the restroom. In the dim light, the teacher, wearing only high heels, had a hazy beauty, and a strange . Walking naked on campus felt strange, but having a sexy beauty was incredibly exciting. As soon as she came out of the restroom, she started hiding behind me, acting like she was afraid of being discovered. I didn't let her do that. I turned around and, "Slap!!" slapped her plump, white buttocks. "What are you afraid of!? We've already done it." I said, looking annoyed and slightly displeased. "Ouch... but, but... what if someone's still in school and they see us?" The teacher kept glancing around as she spoke. "Weren't you afraid in the restroom!?" I had to tease her a little. "Um... that's... sigh... it's different..." The teacher probably didn't know how to answer. Just then, we were about to cross the playground.

"Go away! You're fearless when you want to do something, but terrified when you can't. Aren't you ashamed?"
I scratched my cheek with my finger.
The teacher pouted, put her hands on her hips, and looked disapproving, stammering, "Who...
who...who's afraid..."
Seeing her defiant look, I wanted to pin her down even more, pointing my finger at her nose and saying, "You
can't even speak clearly , who do you think you are?!"
The teacher thrust out her large breasts and said arrogantly, "Hmph! I'm not afraid at all..."
Hehe! I was waiting for her to say that. It seems that reverse psychology works quite well on the teacher. I immediately replied, "Okay,
then let's go for a walk on the playground."
The teacher looked hesitant, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "Okay, but we can't stay too long...I'm afraid of the cold..." Good heavens! What kind of reason is that? On this hot night, I even wanted to strip naked and go out in the air conditioning. Afraid of the cold
? That's hilarious. Anyway, I finally achieved my goal. I casually placed my clothes in the bushes nearby and led the teacher toward the playground.

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