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My favorite mature female teacher 

I lived in a third-tier city in Northeast China. After graduating from elementary school, I entered a key municipal junior high school. Our graduating class was unusually large, with a total of 23 classes. I heard that four of these were "artillery classes," taught by so-called "excellent teachers." My family didn't have any connections, so I was assigned to Class 2, whose homeroom teacher was Ms. Li, who taught English. Ms. Li was 42 years old that year, not tall, not fat, and of average appearance.

She had just transferred to this middle school, and our class was her first. Ms. Li was from out of town, and I didn't know what her husband did for a living; I'd only met him once. The classroom curtains were broken, and Ms. Li had called her husband to fix them. He was short and thin, and not particularly attractive. But Ms. Li's son was in his first year of high school, and I heard he was an excellent student, her pride and joy. At that time, I was just entering puberty, but I didn't have any romantic feelings for Ms. Li. Until one day during morning exercises… That day, it was time for our morning exercises again. We lined up, and a group of teachers came out of the main building. One of them was our homeroom teacher, Ms. Li. Perhaps because she taught English, her demeanor immediately attracted me. She walked while doing chest-expanding exercises, a smile on her face. It was then that I first noticed how impressive Ms. Li's breasts were, standing out so much among the other teachers. As someone born in the 80s, the internet wasn't as widespread then, and there were few opportunities to learn about women's bodies online. I could only imagine what women's breasts looked like, especially those that usually made clothes look fuller. From that moment on, I was drawn to my homeroom teacher and would intentionally observe her secretly.

Ms. Li was very strict in class. Compared to other students, I hadn't had any tutoring in elementary school, and I only started learning English in middle school, so I was initially very bad at it. As her English homeroom teacher, this was naturally unacceptable to Ms. Li, and criticism became a regular occurrence. Later, under my father's strict discipline, I started memorizing texts by rote, and the results were surprisingly good. My grades improved by leaps and bounds, which left an impression on Ms. Li, and her attitude towards me improved a lot. One summer day, she was teaching, wearing a white gauze shirt, and I could clearly see a white bra underneath. Ms. Li had a large chest, and her bra probably wasn't the kind with thick padding like many women wear, but rather ordinary cotton, because I could clearly see two obvious nipples on her impressive breasts. I was stunned, truly stunned. I believe people really do have a sixth sense; you can feel when someone is staring at you. Because at that moment, Ms. Li must have felt the intense gazes from below the podium. She noticed me, called my name, and asked if I had any questions. I blushed and replied no. During that period, my grades noticeably declined. Perhaps it was a teacher's intuition, or perhaps a mother's instinct, but she seemed to sense something. One day, she called me to her office. "Teacher doesn't know why your grades have dropped so much lately. Is something wrong at home?" Teacher Li asked me. I shook my head and remained silent. Teacher Li was wearing a red shirt, a black skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and red high heels today. I stared at her small feet. Although she was talking to me, I was staring at those beautiful little feet in red high heels, imagining her bare feet rubbing against my legs. "Teacher doesn't know if it's because you've all grown up and become more preoccupied. But while you're studying, you should focus your energy on your studies so you can get good results in the high school entrance exam." Teacher Li talked to me for more than half an hour, but my mind was elsewhere the whole time. At that time, I truly regarded her as my goddess. Even though many classmates cursed and joked about her behind her back because of her strictness, it didn't affect her position in my heart at all. I learned to masturbate back then. I would lie in bed at night, holding the class photo, looking at Ms. Li's face and masturbating, while imagining what this woman, so much older than me, would look like when I fucked her, what her expression would be, and how she would eventually be conquered by me.

The nipples on her white cotton bra and her red high heels became images that frequently appeared in my mind at that time.

Time flew by, and it was summer vacation for my second year of junior high. Like other teachers, Ms. Li started a summer tutoring class at her home. I was extremely interested in this, as I was lucky enough to see what her daily life was like. Today was the first day of tutoring. I was supposed to arrive at 2 PM, but I arrived around 1 PM, full of excitement. Ms. Li's home was in an ordinary neighborhood not far from the school. I quickly found her building based on the address she had given me. Ms. Li lived on the sixth floor. After quickly climbing the stairs, I arrived at her door and nervously knocked on the security door. The door opened, and my eyes lit up. It was my goddess, Ms. Li, who opened the door. Today, she was wearing a white t-shirt, a black pencil skirt over her bare legs, and pink slippers. Her large breasts looked even more ample in the slightly small t-shirt, almost bursting out! Her pair of white, shiny legs immediately made me hard! "Oh, you're here so early! Welcome, welcome! Come in!" Ms. Li greeted me warmly. The house seemed to be a two-bedroom apartment; I could only see the living room furnishings. It wasn't very big, but it was clean and tidy. After I sat down, she poured me a glass of water and sat down next to me. "It's so hot today, you must have been sweating on the way here!" she said, showing concern for me. In my flustered state, I kept stealing glances at her legs and the area between her short skirts, desperately trying to catch a glimpse of what I usually couldn't see. Ms. Li seemed to sense my burning gaze and awkwardly got up and left. "Um... it's too hot. The other students will be here soon. I'll go downstairs and buy you some ice cream. You can stay here for a while." "Oh, aren't my uncle and brother home?" "Your uncle went to work, and the child went to tutoring." With that, Ms. Li changed her shoes and left. I felt a little nervous and excited being left in the environment where this goddess lived. I wondered if I could discover anything while she was away. I quietly opened the door to one of the bedrooms. A single bed and a desk came into view. Judging from the furnishings, it was probably her child's bedroom, but I wasn't interested in it at all. Closing the door, I went to the other bedroom—this was it! A double bed, a dressing table, and a large wardrobe. I thought to myself, that skinny little man usually makes love to my goddess on this bed, fucking her. Looking at the bed, I imagined Ms. Li lying naked with her legs spread, being fucked, and my penis involuntarily hardened again. I wanted to open the wardrobe to look for something, but since it was my first time doing something like this, I was incredibly nervous, so I backed out first, just to be safe. Then, a very familiar object on the shoe rack immediately caught my eye—yes! It was the pair of red high heels Ms. Li wore when she talked to me last time! I quickly picked them up, admiring and playing with them in my hands. I brought the shoe close to my nose, greedily inhaling deeply, as if holding a delicate rose in my hands, or perhaps as if it were Ms. Li's small, fleshy white foot. A faint leather scent entered my nostrils, and I was slightly disappointed. I longed to indirectly smell the sour aroma of Ms. Li's little feet. At that moment, I unconsciously stuck out my tongue and licked the heel of the shoe, as if I were licking Ms. Li's heel. Looking at the wet mark left by my tongue on the shoe, I felt a slight satisfaction. At that moment, my penis was already erect! The thought of Ms. Li returning at that moment filled me with shame! I quickly found the bathroom, hoping to pee and make my penis go soft. A clothesline hung above the bathroom, with several clothes drying on it. The most conspicuous was a school uniform from a top-tier high school in the city, clearly her son's. And deep inside, a pair of black, semi-transparent underwear deeply attracted me! It was a black, semi-transparent mesh panty, only the crotch area was opaque cotton. Clearly, it belonged to my goddess, Ms. Li, whom I'd always wanted but could never have. I carefully removed the panty; the cotton crotch area was a little stiff, obviously washed. But I still carefully turned it inside out and gave the crotch area a sudden, intense suck! Just thinking about it, this panty was always pressed against Ms. Li's private parts, so wasn't I practically kissing her vulva? Thinking about it, this panty was happier than I was! Just then, the sound of a key opening the door interrupted my fantasies. I hurriedly hung the panty up, and without even urinating, I left the bathroom. Ms. Li walked in carrying a bag of ice cream, taking off her shoes as she said, "It's so hot today! Oh, don't forget to flush when you go to the bathroom." I smiled awkwardly and quickly returned to my seat. After a while, classmates started arriving one after another, and I finally put aside my lustful thoughts and started class. On my way home, I remembered something terrible: when I hung up my underwear, I hadn't turned it inside out, and I hadn't hung it in the innermost position it was supposed to be! I wonder if the teacher noticed something, because from then on, I never saw her underwear hanging in the bathroom again when I went to tutoring classes…

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