Chinese teacher, 30 years old

My only homeroom teacher at the new school was our Chinese teacher. She was probably close to 30, maybe in her early 30s. She wasn't pretty, but she wasn't ugly either; she was average-looking. She was tall, about 1.68 to 1.7 meters, and her figure was neither fat nor thin, like a track and field athlete. But she wasn't popular with the students because she was stern and demanding. I sat in the third row, I think. I arrived at school in the spring, and people were starting to wear lighter clothes. One morning, I was surprised to find that the teacher had changed into all light clothing. She wore a white long-sleeved shirt, somewhat transparent, through which I could vaguely see a black bra, and leggings! The kind of loose-fitting, strappy dance pants. Our elementary school curriculum was very monotonous; we had three or four Chinese classes a day. I used to hate it, but now I wished for more Chinese classes. I was already exposed to porn at that time. Remember the friend I introduced in the first chapter? He transferred schools at the same time as me; he was the one who watched porn. I've become quite knowledgeable about women's bodies. I often daydream in class, trying to visualize her figure through her tight pants. The teacher was quite tall, and her pants seemed a bit small, tightly wrapping her legs and buttocks, making them almost transparent. I really don't understand why she dared to wear such pants.

Now I think she wasn't flaunting her sexiness, but rather ignorant about it. When she lectured, she would hold her textbook, facing the class. I was in the front row, less than three meters away, and could see clearly. The tight crotch of her pants hugged her slightly protruding vulva, with a subtle indentation in the middle—her vagina, of course. When she walked, her pants clung even tighter, making her even more alluring. When she wrote on the blackboard, her plump buttocks were directly facing me, a real feast for the eyes. Especially when she wrote at the very bottom of the blackboard, because of her height, she would slightly bend her knees, her buttocks sticking up, making her pants even tighter, and I could vaguely see her underwear. Under sunlight or lamplight, her pants reflected a soft light, further emphasizing her curves. I often attended her classes, and I'd get an erection for the entire lesson—it was so exhilarating!

Finally, in the summer, the teacher started wearing short skirts—not those exaggerated mini-skirts, but professional skirts about 10 centimeters above the knee. Sometimes she'd wear stockings, as smooth and delicate as her skin. That's when I started to become interested in women's stockings; hers were especially stimulating to my eyes. Then, a chance event further fueled my desire. That day, she started class as usual, walking around the seats. My seat was right by the aisle. As she approached me, my eyes began to wander over her beautiful legs in stockings. Just as she reached a short distance in front of me, the unexpected happened. The teacher suddenly fell backward to the ground. I was startled at first, then I saw her legs spread wide, revealing her underwear and the lace trim of her stockings at the top of her thighs. The scene was incredibly lewd. I clearly remember the dark pubic hair peeking out around her underwear; my penis immediately became erect.

She stood up quickly, and although she held that position for only a short time, it is now etched deeply in my mind as one of my most cherished memories.

[The End]

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