As a teacher, I was brutally raped by the head of the teaching department.

As a teacher, I was brutally raped by the Dean of Students [Author: Unknown]
"Ah, wife, you're so lewd, is it good? Do you want more?" My husband asked me excitedly as he fucked me. I moaned excitedly, "Oh...please...drive me harder...I want...oh..." My lewd moans echoed in the office.
Today was the weekend, but I had to cover for someone else, so I had to work overtime. But my husband couldn't suppress his lust and came to the school to find me. In the office, he was immediately stunned by what I was wearing. Since it was the weekend, all the other teachers were off, so I was only wearing a white semi-transparent shirt. Through the shirt, a pair of full breasts covered by a pink bra were faintly visible. I was wearing a light blue mini tight-fitting mini skirt, which tightly wrapped my plump buttocks. Under the skirt were a pair of slender and fair legs. The legs were smooth and tender, covered with crystal transparent flesh-colored stockings as thin as cicada wings, and I was wearing a pair of light blue lace-up sandals. Seeing my outfit, my husband strode over, grabbed me, and began kissing me excitedly. He said, "You little slut, dressed so sexy and revealing at school, are you just waiting for me to fuck you after get off work?" As he kissed and caressed me, I said shyly, "Ah...you're so naughty...I dressed like this...so I could go straight home after get off work and show it to you...who knew you'd come to the school to find me..." He slipped one hand inside my shirt, kneading my breasts, while the other caressed my thighs encased in stockings, saying, "My good wife, I want it now, I'll satisfy you right now." He continued kissing me as he started to undress me. I panicked and tried to stop him, saying, "Ah...no...this is the office...we can't do this here...let's wait until I get home..." But he ignored me, got up, drew all the curtains, locked the office door, and then returned to me, frantically stripping me naked. He carried me to his desk, and began to fuck me wildly.

My husband haphazardly ripped off my bra and panties and threw them onto the desks of other colleagues. I lay back on my desk, and my husband stood beside it, lifting my stockinged thighs and fucking me wildly. "Ah, wife, is it good? Isn't it exciting to have sex in your own office?" my husband teased me as he fucked me. I looked around at the office where I usually worked, and now I was lying naked on the desk being fucked by my husband. Thinking about this, I felt even more lewd and moaned, "Ah...husband...you're so bad...doing it to me in the office...what if my colleagues or students see us...?" My husband said, "So what if they see us? They'd never imagine that the usually dignified and composed teacher can be so lewd and seductive when fucked." My husband's words made me even more ashamed, and I could only playfully hit him, but this only provoked him to fuck me even more violently.
My husband then lifted me off the table, sat down in a chair, and pulled me down, making me spread my legs and sit on his penis. With a groan, I sat down on his entire penis. I shyly held onto his shoulders and began to excitedly stroke him up and down. My husband immediately became excited and intoxicated, letting me stroke him while frantically sucking on my breasts, which swayed wildly with my movements. I became even more frenzied. I moaned loudly as my husband sucked on me: "Ah...husband...how do my breasts taste...I want...suck harder...my breasts are so full...husband...are you comfortable..." My husband held me tightly, squeezing my breasts hard while excitedly saying, "Of course, you make me feel so good, you little slut, you look so lewd right now." After saying that, he suddenly picked me up and put me back on the table, but this time he made me lie face down on the table, and he thrust into my vagina from behind, that is, from my buttocks.
We stopped talking, completely absorbed in the pleasure of sex. The rhythmic "squelch, squelch" of penis entering vagina echoed from the office, and my moans grew louder. Then, a bell rang outside, pulling me back from my reverie. Blushing, I said, "Ah...honey...hurry up...I have to go to evening study hall to teach...I'll let you have your fill when we get home..." Hearing this, my husband seemed somewhat reluctant, but he still began his final thrusts. The speed of his penis thrusting increased. Stimulated by his frenzied thrusting, I screamed, "Ah...ah...honey...you're bad...I...ah...I have to teach...ah...you're killing me..." Finally, my husband excitedly shouted, "I'm...going to...cum...cumming..." and then he ejaculated. Seeing this, I immediately lifted my hips, quickly moving up and down to meet his penis! I moaned lasciviously, "Ah...ah...shoot...husband...shoot it all inside...faster...I want it..." My husband, amidst my wanton cries, ejaculated wildly, hot semen flowing from the gap between my vagina and penis, pooling on my desk. Finally, the office returned to silence. My husband withdrew his penis, satisfied. I nestled in his arms, breathing heavily with him. My vagina continued to contract intermittently, each contraction squeezing out a little semen.
After a while, my husband got up and dressed. "My little slut, I'm going home now. Remember what you said earlier, you have to let me fuck you tonight." I nodded, blushing, and my husband left me to go home. I dressed too, but how could I go to class like this? Oh well, I thought I'd better go back to my dorm to shower and change. Luckily, it was already dark, and I didn't encounter a single person on my way back from the office. I secretly rejoiced. Back in my dorm, I planned to shower and change before going to evening self-study to teach. But as I took off my clothes and looked at my body, which my husband had just used, my lust reignited. I changed my mind. I wouldn't go to teach; it was self-study anyway, so it didn't matter if there was no teacher. I also wouldn't shower, letting my breasts retain my husband's saliva and my genitals retain his semen, and I'd go straight home to continue having sex with him. With that thought, I found some more revealing clothes, put them on, and left the dorm, intending to leave the school and go home under the cover of night.
Just as I was about to leave the school, a voice called out to me. I immediately recognized it as the dean of students. The dean was a middle-aged man who had become overweight. I could only greet him, saying, "Oh, it's the director. It's so late, haven't you gone home yet?" The director came up to me and said, "Yes, I'm working overtime on some documents. It's perfect to meet you. Come on, come to my dorm and help me organize the documents." Hearing this, although I felt a little depressed, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the director's dorm with him.
When I arrived at the director's dorm, under the bright lights, my sexy and revealing clothes immediately caught the director's attention. I was wearing a very thin, semi-transparent, super short, tight-fitting white dress. My pair of alluring, perky breasts were high and firm. Under the cover of the white gauze, I could vaguely see two pink silk lace bras tightly covering my full breasts. The pink half-cup bras didn't seem to completely cover my breasts. The pale pink areolas peeked out from the edges of the high-end lace-embroidered bra cups, revealing a deep cleavage. If I twisted my waist even slightly, my fair breasts would immediately be half-exposed from the deep neckline of the dress. The headmaster continued looking down. My thighs, partially exposed beneath my miniskirt, were alluring, fueling his fantasies. My already captivating legs were encased in sheer, flesh-colored stockings, so thin you could clearly see the fine veins on my thighs. Under the light, my legs, clad in these sheer stockings, appeared translucent. The headmaster was completely mesmerized, only allowing me to sit at the computer and help him organize his documents after a long pause. He, however, remained seated on the bed beside me, continuing to admire me intently. My miniskirt was not only short but also had a high slit on the side, revealing the sheer stockings covering my entire leg, all the way to my thighs. As I sat down, the slit widened further, revealing my bare thighs and even a glimpse of my thong.
My face flushed red from the director's admiration. I completely lost focus on organizing the documents. Blushing, I whispered, "Director, please stop staring at me. Have you looked enough?" As I spoke, I unconsciously tugged at my skirt. The director said with satisfaction, "Don't be angry. You're really so sexy. I always see you so dignified and composed, but you look completely different when you dress up. So sexy and beautiful!" My face turned even redder. "Director, please don't tease me. You've misunderstood." The director continued, "Actually, it's nothing. Girls all like to dress up, but you should pay attention to your image." I said okay and asked if the director had anything else. If not, I would leave. At that moment, I was already incredibly aroused, and the director's teasing only fueled my excitement. All I wanted was to leave him and go home to be with my husband.
Seeing me get up to leave, the director immediately stopped me. I asked if there was anything else, and the director hesitated for a moment before whispering, "Even with your own husband, having sex in the office isn't right, is it?" My face immediately turned red; I knew the director had seen me having sex with my husband in the office. I didn't know how to explain. The director continued, "Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret, but honestly, the way you looked while being fucked was really lewd." As he spoke, the director gently placed one of his hands on one of my thighs. I was startled and quickly pushed the director's hand away, nervously saying, "No, you can't do this, Director." Seeing my reaction, the director wasn't in a hurry and said unhurriedly, "Alright then, I'll just have to report this matter." Hearing this, I became even more anxious and quickly said, "No, Director, don't tell anyone, I..." I lowered my head and couldn't speak. Seeing my melancholy look, the director immediately came back to my side and said, "Actually, I like young married women like you the most. Sexy and beautiful. I know you've wanted this for a long time, haven't you?" I was even more embarrassed by what the director said. Seeing this, the director couldn't hold back any longer, quickly stepped forward, hugged me, and kissed me passionately.
"No, no!" I said shyly. But the director ignored me completely, instead suddenly picking me up and throwing me onto the bed, kissing me passionately. Afraid that I would resist again, he directly reached out and unbuttoned my top, revealing my snow-white skin, exquisite curves, and slender waist. Once my body was exposed to the director, I stopped resisting him. Seeing that I accepted him, he immediately reached behind me and unhooked my bra. The pink silk lace bra slipped down, revealing my full breasts. "Wow, your breasts are so beautiful, so firm," the director said, kissing my breasts incessantly, stimulating me to moan. The director's hands caressed my firm, perky breasts, his large hands perfectly cupping them. He lowered his head to suckle my nipples, licking my areolas and breasts. A tingling sensation coursed through my body, and I moaned even more wildly. At this moment, I became completely wanton, fully enjoying the director's kneading and sucking, desire making me forget everything.
The director kissed my calves through the thin, transparent flesh-colored stockings, then my thighs, so smooth. He continued kissing upwards between my legs, reaching my thighs, where he slipped his hands between my legs, rubbing my most intimate parts through my pink, transparent silk panties. I let out soft moans, my upper body arching forward, my hips responding to the movements of his fingers. The director slowly slipped his head under my super short, tight skirt, close to my legs, kissing the inside of my thighs. "Oh my god, this is so good, I never thought I'd get such a sexy little teacher today." The director continued to enjoy me with satisfaction, gradually moving towards the mysterious triangle area covered by my pink transparent silk sexy panties. The closer the director got to my private parts, the more rapid my breathing became. Through the pink transparent silk sexy panties, I could clearly see my lovely pink labia, black pubic hair comfortably covering my feminine sanctuary, the petals subtly concealing my high mons pubis. The director got up and first took off my white semi-transparent super short tight skirt, revealing my spread legs, then pulled down my last line of defense, the pink transparent silk sexy panties, and I was immediately presented to the director completely naked. Her body was as translucent as jade, her skin smooth and delicate, seemingly boneless. Her dark eyes were clear as autumn water, her cherry lips were red and alluring, her breasts were round and full, her waist was slender, her soft belly was smooth as satin, her legs were long and shapely, and her soft, fine hair framed her flower-like face. She was beautiful and charming, with an intoxicating appearance. The director excitedly picked up my delicate body and placed it on the bed, then climbed on top of me, embracing me and kissing me passionately. One of his hands was frantically probing and teasing the entrance to my paradise between my legs: the entrance was constantly flowing with
sweet fluid, making the pubic hair around it very wet. Under the director's unrestrained caresses, I kept letting out waves of lewd breaths, my cheeks flushed, and my half-closed, alluring eyes were burning with desire. The director's fingers did not stop, continuing to gently rub and dig into my vagina, which was overflowing with lustful fluid under his probing. The director lifted my buttocks, pulled my two pink legs to the edge of the bed and spread them apart, then squatted between my legs, first feasting his eyes on my vulva. My vulva was high and protruding, covered with a patch of glossy, soft, fine pubic hair, a long, narrow cleft, and two pink labia majora tightly closed. The director parted my pink labia majora with his hand, revealing a clitoris the size of a red bean, protruding above the cleft, a slightly open opening, and two bright red labia minora tightly pressed against the labia majora, the bright red vaginal walls glistening with lustful moisture. "Wow! So sexy! Such a tender, smooth little hole, so beautiful!" the director exclaimed excitedly. I shyly covered my genitals with my hands, saying lewdly, "Don't look! It's so embarrassing!" The director pinched and played with my clitoris while pressing his mouth to my vagina, then sucking out even more fluid from deep within. “I’ll let you have your first orgasm,” the director said excitedly, while using his fingers instead of his mouth to play with me, then secretly observing my reaction. I couldn’t resist such teasing, and immediately began to moan loudly, quickly feeling the urge to orgasm. As my body trembled faster, I finally climaxed. I cried out, “Ah…ah…Director…you’re bad…you’re bullying me…I’m coming…” The director also quickened his pace, and I moaned again, “Ah…Director…don’t stop…don’t…I want…it’s so good…don’t stop…”
Finally, the dormitory returned to calm after my orgasm, but the director was driven crazy by my lewd appearance. He turned me over, and saw that my face was flushed and my breath was panting. He whispered in my ear, “Baby, you’re so lewd, do you want more?” My face flushed red and I said, “Yes…I want…Director…you’re so bad…” The director excitedly spread my legs and thrust in hard. He started fucking me wildly, "Oh...oh..." I moaned softly, suppressing my cries, my eyes half-closed, my breathing becoming rapid. My slender waist swayed incessantly, yielding and inviting, sucking and swallowing. My jade legs swayed uncontrollably, my hair disheveled, covering my pink neck, my breath coming in gasps. Just then, my husband suddenly called. I quickly told the director to stop fucking me and answered the phone: "Honey, aren't you off work yet? I'm getting impatient." My husband asked impatiently, and I could only say, "Oh...yes...I'm helping the director organize documents...I might be a little late getting home..." My husband said, "Oh, that's bad, I'm getting impatient." I said, "Yes...I...ah..." My husband was startled by my sudden scream and quickly asked what happened. Little did he know, the director, seeing me on the phone, secretly thrust his penis into my vagina, causing me to scream. My face flushed with embarrassment as I watched my supervisor having sex with me. I could only manage to suppress my urges as I said to my husband, "Ah...honey...it's okay...I accidentally knocked the documents...dropped them...okay...honey...I have to go now...I need to...I need to get back to work..." My husband said, "Okay then, baby, when are you coming back?" Holding the phone in one hand, I watched my supervisor with a wicked grin as he continued his frenzied sex. Good heavens, I was actually having sex with my supervisor while talking to my husband on the phone! I stammered, "I...I don't know...I'll be quick...honey...I have to hang up now..." Because I couldn't hold back any longer, my husband hung up, and I finally let out a loud moan. I had been so pent up!
The director tossed my phone aside and, while having sex with me, excitedly said, "You little slut, you're amazing. You can talk to your husband on the phone while being fucked." I moaned, "Ah...ah...I hate it...you're so mean...didn't I tell you not to fuck me yet...I almost let my husband hear me...ah..." The director laughed and said, "So what if he heard? It would be even better if your husband could see it with his own eyes, so he could see his sexy wife being fucked by another man, right, baby?" I replied even more shyly, "Ah...oh...don't say that...ah...you're making me too...ah...too embarrassed...ah..." The director was taken aback by what I said. He became even more frenzied, stroking my face as he vigorously penetrated me, saying, "Baby, your embarrassed look drives men crazy, and the way you call me 'husband' drives men even crazier. Come on, you little slut, call me 'husband' too." I blushed and said, "Ah... how can I... ah no... I won't... the director is bullying me..." Seeing that I didn't cry out, the director immediately began to vigorously knead my breasts with both hands, while desperately thrusting his penis into my vagina. Stimulated by the director's frenzied actions, I finally cried out, "Ah... ah... director... husband... fuck me to death... husband... I want... fuck me harder..." Seeing that I had finally called him 'husband,' the director became even more satisfied and frenzied. With frenzied thrusting, the director finally reached his climax: "Baby, I'm going to cum, where do you want me to cum?" I groaned and answered, "Ah... master... husband... I'm yours... you can cum wherever you want... I want... harder..." The director began his final thrusts, and finally, with a low, panting "ah," the director ejaculated, his semen shooting wildly into my vagina. I groaned, enjoying the nourishment and moisture from his semen.
The director held my smooth, white body contentedly, reminiscing about how he had just made love to me. I nestled in his arms, breathing shyly. Only after my husband called again did the director reluctantly release me. I quickly dressed, and as I was about to leave, he hugged me again, kissing me passionately for a while, saying, "Baby, dress modestly tomorrow. I want to do you in your classroom." I blushed and playfully punched him, saying, "Don't worry, Director, I'll dress very modestly and properly. You can have your fill in the classroom then." Only then did the director let me leave, satisfied.

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