The teacher's lower body is so tight

One evening, I was working overtime at the company and was very tired. There was no one on QQ, so I proactively added a female netizen from another city. She happened to be online and immediately asked for a video call. I had never encountered someone so proactive before, so I accepted the request. The video call ended abruptly after connecting, which I found quite confusing. Later, I learned she was a newbie testing the video call function; let's call her "Han" for now. We started chatting. Han typed incredibly slowly, which was quite a struggle for me, but I persevered and continued chatting with her, even asking some very basic questions, which I answered one by one. Han had insightful work methods and was decisive and ruthless, which earned my respect. So, for the first time in my life, I proactively exchanged phone numbers with a netizen. We maintained a chat relationship, and it was clear Han was very busy, not online often—we chatted for about ten minutes every three days on average.

The turning point came six months later. Han called me for the first time after we exchanged numbers, which was also our first conversation. She asked about insurance for a state-owned enterprise. Her Mandarin was very pleasant, and she spoke very logically, which greatly improved my impression of her. After that, we talked on the phone more often.

Han brought up sex, saying that it seemed pretentious not to talk about it with online friends. I said, "Yes, it is a bit pretentious, but I have a very pleasant conversation with you, so it doesn't matter if we don't talk about it."

Han recounted her sex life as if it were a work report. The gist was that her husband thought she was too domineering and cheated on her. She was furious, so she registered a QQ account to chat. Because she's always busy with work, she's practically computer illiterate, so she types slowly and doesn't know much about computers, so she asks me for help with many things. Her best friend told her about installing a webcam, saying that without one, netizens wouldn't add her. So, she's been sexless for the past two years, refusing her husband's advances. She releases her energy through work.

Han is a middle school teacher from a well-off family. Later, she started a high-end one-on-one tutoring business and eventually owned her own school, which she manages very well. Her best friend advised her to find a male prostitute to release her pent-up energy, but she thought it was too dirty. Then Han asked me what I thought, and I truthfully reported my marital and sexual situation. Finally, she asked if I would help her release her pent-up energy once. Of course, I said yes. Then she said, "Look at you, so serious, but you can't resist temptation?" I just smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything more. The matter was left at that, and for six months we continued to chat like friends, talking far more about things other than sex. Occasionally, when I was on the night shift and she was working overtime, we'd call to simulate what it would be like to meet in person.

A little over a year later, I had to go on a business trip to where Han was. I told her in advance, and she said the college entrance exam season was approaching and she was quite busy, so she might not have time to meet. She told me to arrange my own schedule and that she would contact me if she had time. After I finished all the arrangements for my business trip, I was leaving for home the next day. I had already booked my ticket. Han called and said she'd wait for me to have a late-night snack together. I waited at the hotel until 9:30 PM before Han knocked on my door. I was very nervous, as it was our first time meeting someone I'd met online. When I opened the door, Han was wearing a white shirt and a black skirt suit, with long, flowing hair. She looked to be around thirty-three or thirty-four years old and smelled very strongly of perfume. After seeing each other, there was no awkwardness between us. I joked, "Why are you smelling so good? It's so tacky!" Han angrily agreed, saying she'd gotten her hair done to see me—actually, she thought the hair fragrance was too strong. Han had ordered late-night takeout and brought it over, along with a bottle of red wine. She said she couldn't drink much; even for big social occasions, she'd only have one glass of red wine, and she wouldn't drink any more. I said no problem, I could drink it tomorrow.

We sat down and ate our late-night snack and drank. Afterwards, I made two cups of tea. Since the TV wasn't on, it was a little awkward. Han, being a woman of the world, proactively asked what I planned to do that night, deliberately emphasizing the word "do." I asked if she could sleep with me that night. Han said that recently the teachers at school had been working overtime, so they'd booked a few rooms nearby so everyone could sleep there when it got late, meaning she wouldn't have to go home to sleep while working. I was secretly delighted and said I'd do what we'd discussed on the phone and in our QQ chat.

We showered separately, then crawled into bed. Han asked me to hug her tightly. I used a bit of force, but Han said it wasn't enough and she needed more. I used 80% of my strength until I felt she was almost suffocating before letting go. Although she was struggling to breathe, she still didn't ask me to let go. I asked her if it hurt. Han said she hadn't had this kind of hug in years, and it made her feel almost nonexistent. She wanted to die in this tight embrace. I felt a pang of heartache and said I could hold her while we slept tonight. Han suddenly pleaded with me, asking if we could skip sex and just sleep while she held me. I said yes, and she turned her back to me, closing her eyes in my arms. I held her from behind, lying there quietly. The room light was still on, but it was silent and the atmosphere was a bit oppressive. Suddenly, I felt my arm was wet. It turned out Han's tears had gotten on my arm. I panicked and asked Han what was wrong. Han said nothing, she just suddenly felt like crying. She had been away from home for many years, and my tight hug had given her a sense of home. I think maybe a woman who's been strong for too long just wants a hug where she can be vulnerable and pampered, so I held her tightly like that. After almost half an hour, Han asked me to let go of her, turned to face me, and said, "Let's make love. It's not easy to see each other, but I haven't done it in years, I'm not sure if I can still do it." Then she kissed me, and we kissed passionately, our tongues spitting out each other's, but we didn't give up the entanglement of lips and tongues. While we were kissing, my penis became very hard, and Han felt it, so she took it in her hand and awkwardly stroked it. I took the opportunity to touch her crotch, a wet and hot patch. I asked Han if I could go in. She said, "Then go slowly, I'm afraid I'll hurt you." I said, "How can I?" She said her vagina was very tight, it was a physiological reason. I didn't take it seriously and spread her legs apart, slowly entering her. When the head of my penis entered, I understood why she had warned me. Han's tightness wasn't in the sense of a narrow vagina, but rather the incredible strength of her vaginal muscles, so strong that it hurt my penis. However, she would involuntarily contract them. I steeled myself and thrust all the way in; the feeling of my penis being gripped felt incredibly good. I slowly and gently thrust in and out, and Han let out soft moans. Her vaginal fluids increased like a flood, but the grip tightened even more. I increased the speed of my thrusts, making louder gurgling sounds. Han's facial expressions became increasingly varied, sometimes furrowing her brow, sometimes grimacing, but Han's orgasm never came. I gradually lost my erection and stopped. Han told me to lie on top of her and rest for a while. I said it was too tight. She said, "It's okay. I know it's too tight down there. You won't be able to handle it, so I didn't have high hopes. That's why I said I didn't want to have sex at first." I was still not satisfied and said we could do it again later. Han said no, she was satisfied with that. I got up from her and lay down next to her. I lit a cigarette. When I was halfway through, Han said she wanted to smoke too. I handed her the cigarette, and she smiled mischievously and said she wanted to smoke my "big cigarette." I sat up and leaned against the headboard, watching her give me oral sex. Her oral sex skills were terrible; her teeth scratched my penis and hurt a lot. But in this environment, as I smoked and watched a strong woman on my crotch sucking my penis, I involuntarily got hard, harder than the first time. After a while, Han rode on top of me, moving my penis up and down with large strokes each time, as if she was venting some emotion. This position made Han's lower body less tight, so I held her waist to prevent her from moving too much and causing my penis to slip out of her vagina. After about ten minutes, Han ran out of energy and her speed noticeably decreased, but she still refused to give up. I pushed her down and forcefully flipped her over onto her stomach on the bed, entering her from behind. She twisted and turned on her bottom, but I held her down firmly, my penis continuing to thrust deeply and heavily into her vagina. She turned her head to me, asking for a kiss. I kissed her while I fucked her. I was already used to her tightness down there, and I hadn't ejaculated the first time, so my penis was rock hard. After about ten minutes, I felt the urge to ejaculate, so I made Han kneel, and I knelt down to enter her from behind. I started holding her buttocks and thrusting vigorously. After only a few dozen thrusts, Han suddenly put her head on the bed, her neck stiffened, and she grabbed my knees with both hands, letting out a low moan. I knew she was about to climax, so I increased the frequency of my thrusts. Her vagina suddenly contracted even more violently, and when I pulled out, I felt all the blood rushing to my glans. It was really throbbing and painful, but it was this pain that delayed the urge to ejaculate. After Han climaxed, she collapsed onto the bed, motionless, as if dead. I, with my penis still inside her, lay on her back and whispered in her ear, "Shall we continue?" Han's voice was hoarse as she asked me to rest for a minute and continue, but not too vigorously. I continued thrusting my penis slowly against her back, her body gradually softening from stiffness. Han asked if it hurt, and I said it was okay, just a slight throbbing at the head of my penis. Han said she'd know how good her vagina was when I pulled out after I ejaculated. I didn't understand, and she wouldn't explain. She continued kneeling, allowing me to thrust deeply from behind. I quickly reached the point of ejaculation and asked if I could ejaculate inside. Han said she already had an IUD. I thrust a few more times and ejaculated quickly. Afterward, Han told me not to pull out until my penis naturally softened and was expelled. I waited patiently for my penis to soften. Then the climax came. Han pressed her legs together and slowly moved her body forward. My softened penis was squeezed and stretched, until it began to slowly pull away from her vagina, like being masturbated. All the semen in my urethra was squeezed out and into my vagina. Her vagina immediately closed tightly; there was no internal ejaculation like in porn movies. Seeing my surprised expression, Han said that if I didn't stand up and jump, it wouldn't leak out tomorrow morning. I was surprised. "Really?" Han said, "You'll find out tomorrow morning." We fell asleep in each other's arms and slept soundly all night.

[The End]

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/123231.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=123231&aspx=1

Previous Page : Finally, I met my former homeroom teacher.

Next Page : Nursing major virgin

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

The teacher's lower body is so tight

comment Open a new window to view comments