Falling into students' sex

Now, many years have passed, and I've never told anyone about this. I'm getting married soon; my fiancé is great—ambitious, hardworking, and sincere. But also quite boring. That's life.

Now, let me tell you my story with Ah Lin.

Ah Lin was my student. I taught him when he was a high school sophomore, only 17 years old, very young.

I had just graduated from university and had been working for two or three years, my job wasn't stable, mostly tutoring. I was about 25 then, in the prime of my youth.

Ah Lin looked like an ordinary high school sophomore, a little shy, of medium build, the lean and muscular type of young boy. Not bad-looking, but not particularly outstanding either.

When I first met him, he only glanced at me before looking down.

That day, I wore a simple white dress with a beige cardigan over it, my long hair cascading over my shoulders, looking very elegant and poised.

His parents told me that their son had never learned piano before, but recently, due to academic pressure, he suddenly said he wanted to learn to relieve the stress.

I didn't suspect anything.

Actually, I'd never taught a student this old before; my previous students were mostly elementary or junior high school kids. But I thought it didn't matter—he was only a high school sophomore, what threat could a high school sophomore pose?

I was terribly wrong.

At first, Ah-Lin acted like a normal, well-behaved student. Although he wasn't quick at playing the piano and his talent was limited, he was very serious, obedient, and polite.

The only thing that bothered me was that when he was practicing, I sat next to him, and sometimes his elbow would lightly brush against my chest, seemingly unintentionally, hitting my most sensitive nipple.

Although I didn't say anything, my body involuntarily trembled slightly, as if something inside had briefly awakened. I desperately tried to control myself, not showing any unusual reaction.

Other students wouldn't do this, but I convinced myself that because he was a big kid, the chair was too small for us (it wasn't actually small), and he wasn't doing it on purpose, thus suppressing that uneasy feeling.

At that time, I had broken up with my boyfriend for a while and hadn't found a new partner.

I don't want to boast, but even compared to many girls in the music department, my looks are top-notch. I have big almond-shaped eyes, a delicate oval face, a small mouth and nose, long, flowing hair, and a great figure—long, beautiful legs, a slender waist, and a curvaceous body. My ex-boyfriends have all praised my breasts and waistline.

Before meeting Ah Lin, I wasn't some naive, innocent girl. I had sexual experience and was confident in my body, but I never indulged in lust.

Between university and starting work, I had two boyfriends and slept with both of them. They were both clearly satisfied with my body. After breaking up with one of them, he subtly suggested maintaining "a relationship that's a little more than just friends," but I refused.

For me, having sex with them was because I loved them at the time and was willing to meet their needs, but the act of sex itself was optional. I never derived any pleasure from it.

So, when Ah Lin teased me so gently, I reacted, which was strange.

"Ah Lin, no..."

I lay on the bed, the young boy thrusting wildly inside me, the sounds of my juices being squeezed and flesh slapping echoing in the room.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...no, stop..." Even so, I moaned uncontrollably, this usually obedient boy was unusually fierce at this moment, showing no sign of stopping.

I woke up drenched in sweat, my underwear sticky and slippery, even a small patch of the sheets was wet, I felt ashamed that I had fantasized about having sex with my student in my dream.

Even so, when I was with Ah Lin, I could always appear calm and composed.

At that time, I thought it must be because I hadn't had a boyfriend for so long that I had such erotic dreams.

One weekend afternoon, I went to their house to teach piano as usual, but when I opened the door, only Ah Lin greeted me.

His expression was strange, he looked depressed, and he only said that his parents weren't home before taking me upstairs.

Incidentally, Ah Lin's family is actually quite wealthy. They live in a detached villa with a small music room containing only a piano and a sofa; the door provides excellent soundproofing when closed.

However, his parents, for politeness and safety, usually leave the door slightly ajar while he practices, allowing the music to escape.

At that moment, Ah Lin and I were practicing together, learning a new piece—one teaching, the other learning—but he was distracted, staring out the window, his eyes slightly red.

"What's wrong?"

I was about to scold him, but instead, he burst into tears.

A grown man crying like that left me at a loss.

"My dad… my mom… they're getting a divorce,"

he sobbed weakly, lowering my guard.

He leaned on my shoulder, so I gently hugged him and patted his back.

Ah Lin also wrapped his arms around me; though I felt uncomfortable, I didn't want to pull away.

The situation was getting increasingly strange.

He rested his head against my chest, his soft breaths as he cried sending a tingling sensation through my most sensitive nipples, making them erect even through my bra. His nose brushed against them intermittently, intensifying the pleasure. His hands roamed over my back. I froze, arching my body slightly, feeling myself enjoying his seemingly unintentional caresses, and began to react subtly.

I tried to break free, but he held me tighter. By the time I realized I should resist, my bra had been undone through my thin shirt.

My bra slipped down, revealing my pale pink areolas through the shirt. Ah Lin immediately found that sensitive spot, teasing it with his tongue and gently nibbling it with his teeth.

Caught off guard, I didn't resist, letting him suckle and ravage my pink nipples. My sensitive nipples quickly swelled and turned red, standing erect through the thin fabric.

"No…" I reached out to push him away.

This teasing made me weak all over, almost unable to bear the pleasure. Coupled with the fact that I hadn't been with a man in so long, every time he licked me, I trembled, involuntarily squeezing my legs together. I felt a surge of heat within me, and my juices slowly seeped out between my legs—a physiological reaction that couldn't be faked, but it shouldn't be happening.

"Stop, you're going too far," I protested, but my body reacted naturally.

"Teacher, don't you want it?" he said, grabbing both my wrists to prevent me from breaking free.

Even without his grip, I was already going limp.

After all, I was already wet.

He pressed me down on the chair, pulling my hands above my head. My soft, large breasts bulged out, stretched tightly under my shirt, completely exposed to him. A little fear and shame made them tremble slightly, seemingly exciting him even more.

I tried to struggle, but found that although Ah Lin was only 17, he was much stronger than me. I couldn't break free on my own.

"You...you let me go, let's just let this go, otherwise..." I stammered, as Ah Lin had already reached out and unbuttoned my blouse. My round, snow-white breasts bounced out, my pink nipples shyly standing erect in the air, exposed to him, making it impossible for me to concentrate.

"Otherwise what?" he said.

"No!" I cried out suddenly as he reached under my skirt and pulled down my panties.

I struggled, trying to squeeze my legs together, but he pulled them all the way down, leaving them hanging on one of my ankles, as if mocking my helplessness.

"Teacher, you're so beautiful," he complimented, pressing me down onto the piano chair, my legs spread wide on either side, my pink labia wet and open, my skirt lifted to my waist, my private parts completely exposed before him, my shirt also undone, leaving me utterly naked in front of him.

Ignoring my extreme shame, he admired the sparse, soft hair there, and the clear, wet fluid from my pink vulva, then bent down and took my erect, pink nipple into his mouth, circling it with his tongue and occasionally nibbling it gently with his teeth.

My mind was blank; the pleasure was ten times stronger than before, even through my clothes, almost numbing me. I couldn't understand how this young boy could be so skilled. I'd never experienced anything like this before. I didn't consider myself a slutty woman, but my physical reaction made me arch my body uncontrollably, allowing him to play with me and fondle my perfectly shaped breasts even more.

"Ah...uh...stop, you can't..." Actually, I felt incredibly good, almost unbearable, but reason still kept me in check. Waves of pleasure washed over me as his lips pressed against mine, his tongue swirling inside my mouth, sucking on my small, soft tongue, swallowing my soft moans.

"Teacher, do you want me to fuck you?" he whispered in my ear.

"No..." I bit my lip. Being violated like this by an underage boy was already incredibly shameful, let alone having sex.

"No..." I murmured almost unconsciously, my moral compass holding on until the very last moment.

"No... Ugh!" He grabbed one of my legs, lifted me up slightly, and then, through his pants, thrust hard into my lower body. My vagina involuntarily tightened, a tingling, electric-like sensation coursing through my body. I could feel how hard he was, and even with just that one thrust, I knew he wasn't small; he might even be much thicker and longer than my ex-boyfriend's. Then he looked down at his light-colored pants, now bulging as if about to burst, with watery stains left by my love juice.

"Teacher, you still say no..." He didn't unbutton his pants, just touched his erection. "I'll ask you one more time, do you want me to fuck you?" "No, no..." I said.

He took my earlobe into his mouth, blowing air into my ear. His hand reached between my legs, caressing my labia, and using the calloused parts of his fingers to vigorously rub my swollen and engorged clitoris.

"Ah...ah..." I couldn't take it anymore and let out a soft moan. His fingers were quickly wet with my juices, and his thumb continued to rub my sensitive clitoris, sending waves of pleasure straight to my brain. He inserted half of his middle finger into my vagina. Although I was unwilling, my vaginal muscles clenched several times, like tiny lips, greedily sucking on his finger.

"Don't you want it yet?" he said, intensifying his movements as he pinched my swollen clitoris hard with his fingers. I felt both pain and pleasure. His index and middle fingers stimulated my vagina deeply and shallowly, and after being soaked in my juices, they moved in and out of me freely and unhindered. I wanted to say no, but I couldn't make a normal sound. I tried desperately to control myself, biting my lower lip, but I still couldn't help it. Under his caresses, I moaned softly, twisting my hips and arching my back.

My juices flowed uncontrollably, and he controlled the kneading and playing with the flesh between my legs, making lewd, wet sounds. The sounds stimulated me, causing my juices to flow even more, soaking my off-white dress.

As he played with me, he enjoyed my struggles, a mixture of shame and lewd pleasure.

"Teacher, I see you always act like a little saint, and I'm curious to know what your expression is like when a man is penetrating you..." he said, tearing open my clothes and tracing my breasts, abdomen, navel... all the way down to my legs.

Before this, I had never had a man perform oral sex on me, nor had I performed oral sex on a man. I thought it was dirty and disgusting. But when he played with my clitoris with his tongue while gently stimulating my vagina with his fingers, my reason snapped.

I made sounds I had never heard before.

"Please...uh...I can't take it anymore...please...with me...ah...ah...ah..." I moaned, his tongue slowly swirling and sucking on my clitoris, his fingers occasionally teasing my labia, even inserting them into my opening and stirring, stimulating me so much I couldn't resist. I could only cooperate with his movements, thrusting my hips back and forth, as if mimicking being penetrated by him.

"Ugh...please...I want it..." I begged him, almost crying.

"Teacher, you're so lewd, didn't you just firmly say no?" he mocked, continuing to play with me with his tongue and mouth.

"Then..." I said with difficulty, interrupted by bursts of moaning due to the intense pleasure, "That was just now...uh...uh...ah...now...ah ah..." My vagina tightened several times with pleasure, my words incoherent, unable to form coherent sentences.

As if to torment me, he ignored me.

I twisted my hips, letting him penetrate even deeper.

By this time, he had released my hands, but I had already succumbed, my body captivated by pleasure, wanting only for him to penetrate me and thrust into me hard.

My hands gripped the back of the chair, unconsciously swaying my slender waist and round, pert buttocks in a sexy pose.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked.

"Mmm..." My reason returned a little, but quickly vanished again, "I...I want...I want..." "Then...Teacher, I want to see you touch yourself." "Please..." I said, actually reaching out to touch his crotch.

"No." He pushed me away. "Teacher, I want to see you masturbate." By this time, I was completely controlled by lust. I was willing to do whatever he asked me to do. I was like a puppet, obediently listening to Ah Lin's words. I grabbed my breast with my left hand, my fingers caressing my erect nipple, my palm kneading it up and down, swaying and flaunting it in front of the boy, while moaning softly. My right hand reached between my labia, desperately rubbing my swollen and painfully hard clitoris.

When I didn't have a boyfriend, I would secretly masturbate in bed at night, but my clitoris had never been so hard or so wet.

Masturbating in front of the boy without regard for my image made me ashamed, but the shame was also exciting, and I was almost at orgasm.

"Okay," Ah Lin said, pulling my hands away again.

Then he stood up, unzipped his pants, and his huge, engorged penis sprang out.

Even though I was mentally prepared, I was still startled.

I wasn't unfamiliar with such things, but compared to my two previous boyfriends, it was astonishingly big and thick.

Ah Lin gripped his enormous penis, rubbing it against my already soaking wet opening.

My vagina tingled and tightened a few times; he was clearly satisfied with my reaction. Now he had won and could play with me to his heart's content.

He wasn't in a hurry at all, gently inserting his glans into my opening and then pulling it out.

"Ugh...don't do this...please..."

"What did you just beg me for?" he asked.

"I said..." He continued to play with my vagina with his fingers, and I couldn't take it anymore, "I beg you to have sex with me..." "You have to say, beg me to fuck you with my penis..." "Please...fuck me with your penis..." "How do I fuck you?" I couldn't speak.

"Teacher, you've been to university, you shouldn't be at a loss for words, right?" He said, his fingers kneading my genitals. "Tell me, how should I fuck you?" "Hard... fuck my pussy with your big cock..." I stammered, all shame gone.

"That's not enough, how will you beg me?" he said. "Not only will you let me fuck you, you'll beg me to fuck you to death." "Okay... please, fuck me hard, harder... fuck me to death... ah!" Before I could finish, he suddenly thrust into my honey pot.

"Ahhhhh..." I arched my back.

I could feel that he had filled my pussy, but hadn't gone all the way in.

"Teacher, you don't have much experience, do you? It's so tight, your boyfriends never really fucked you properly before, did they? You're so beautiful and so slutty, it's a shame." Ah Lin said.

He grabbed my left ankle with one hand, lifted it onto his shoulder, and kissed the inside of my slender calf, a gesture that made me twitch again.

"Teacher, do you know you're very sensitive?" Ah Lin said. My legs were very long, and on his shoulder they looked even more slender, white, and beautiful.

I bit my lower lip, unable to speak, waves of pleasure causing me to tremble involuntarily. I had already abandoned my dignity; all I could think about now was him thrusting into me hard, fucking me forcefully.

He used his other hand to push my right leg up, spreading my private parts wide.

He adjusted his position and suddenly thrust hard, his entire huge penis plunging into my flesh.

"Ah!" It hurt.

The pain suddenly brought me back to my senses.

Realizing that I was lying on a piano bench, being played with and penetrated by a young boy several years younger than me, my reason returned instantly, and a feeling of shame overwhelmed me.

"I...I don't want it anymore," I said, trying to push him away and sit up.

"Impossible, teacher, you asked for this yourself, you can't go back on your word," he said, a slight, sinister smile revealing his true colors. He pressed me down on the chair and slowly began thrusting in and out of me.

As he thrust, he looked down at our joined bodies, slowly pulling his penis out and then slowly pushing it back in. With the last thrust, he would always give a strong thud, making a soft "plop," and I would involuntarily moan "uh."

After a few thrusts, the vaginal fluids that flowed out completely lubricated his penis, and my vagina no longer felt tight and painful.

Ah Lin started moving, his huge penis going in and out, rubbing against my sensitive, engorged vaginal walls.

"Uh...uh...uh..." I wiggled my hips, arching my back, letting him thrust in and out again.

Although Ah Lin was only a high school student, his penis was much bigger than any of my previous boyfriends. I quickly succumbed, moaning incessantly. Even with my previous boyfriends, I rarely made any noises during sex, but now it seemed I couldn't control myself, letting out intermittent moans.

Although I knew in my mind that I shouldn't be played with by such a young boy, shame only excited me more, and the pleasure was stronger than ever before.

He continued to adjust his position, and suddenly, during the thrusting, I felt him hit a certain spot.

"Ugh... there..." I cried out, my body suddenly went limp, and my mind went blank.

I used to think that things like G-spots and promiscuity were all lies, just men's fantasies, but now I suddenly realized that they were all true; he had hit that spot.

Ah Lin didn't let my reaction go, and he thrust into me again fiercely.

"Ugh!" I involuntarily arched my vaginal opening, letting him penetrate even deeper.

"Teacher, is it good?" he asked.

"Mmm... mmm... so good... ahhh..." He kept thrusting in and out, in and out, my legs trembled uncontrollably, and my juices gushed out like a burst dam, flowing down my thighs, making it impossible for me to utter a complete sentence.

Ah Lin thrust wildly, my round breasts bouncing back and forth with his strokes, my pink nipples engorged with blood. He would suck on them one moment and knead them forcefully with his hands the next. My hands gripped the chair back, one leg draped over his shoulder, my hips arched, letting him play with me hard, thrusting intensely.

Although I was thin, my buttocks were quite full. With each thrust, when he reached the bottom, his thrusts would hit my soft buttocks, making a slapping sound, occasionally mixed with the lewd sounds of juices.

Slap slap slap...plop...slap slap slap slap slap...plop...

Ah Lin thrust in and out, sometimes shallow, sometimes deep. My reason and dignity had vanished; I only wanted him to keep thrusting his huge, hard penis deep into my body.

"Ugh...ah...ah...fuck me...fuck me hard...it feels so good...don't stop...please..." I babbled incoherently, not even knowing what I was saying.

Within minutes I reached my climax, my burning pussy gripping the boy's enormous penis tightly.

Ah Lin, however, hadn't ejaculated yet, continuing his frenzied thrusting.

"Ah...ah...I'm going to die...so good...so comfortable...I can't take it anymore...I'm coming...ah...uh..." I didn't stop, lasciviously twisting my chest and hips, letting Ah Lin thrust even deeper, moaning incoherently, climax after climax, seemingly without end. I trembled and convulsed, the continuous orgasms almost making me faint, while Ah Lin continued to thrust forcefully.

"It feels good, doesn't it? Did any of your previous boyfriends make you climax like this?" "So...so good...ah...ah...no...no, you're the first...they weren't as big as you, as powerful as you...uh...uh...so comfortable...fuck me to death, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die..." I continued to moan.

Finally, Ah Lin's hard, enormous penis thrust in deeply, each stroke making a "splashing" sound, accompanied by my hysterical moans. He was almost there too.

"Ah...ahhh..." Finally, he let out a low groan, gripping my shoulders, and forcefully thrust all the way in, ejaculating all his hot semen inside me.

After the orgasm, I lay limp on the chair, unable to move, my whole body flushed, all my strength exhausted.

Ah Lin's penis was still inside me.

I tried to get up, but he held me back, pressing me down on the chair, not letting me leave. He was still a little hard; although he had ejaculated, he hadn't completely gone soft.

Soon, he caressed my soft, large breasts, gently pinching and teasingly twisting my nipples with his fingers. My body unconsciously became aroused again, and my vagina gushed forth waves of love juice. Although I felt like a complete slut, filled with shame, it was too late to regret it now. The pleasure hadn't subsided, and it surged again, conquering me. So, unlike the first time, I didn't resist. Ah Lin gradually hardened inside me, filling my vagina, and we made love again.

This time it wasn't as intense as the first time, but I still reached orgasm again.

Before meeting Ah Lin, I had never experienced an orgasm, let alone two, and with a boy younger than me.

Then we were both a little tired, so after cleaning up a bit, I fought off the overwhelming sleepiness and dragged myself away.

Walking home, waves of conscious shame washed over me.

I told myself, this was too shameful, and too dangerous. What would others think if they found out I was having sex with my student?

This must never happen again.

After regaining my composure, I felt deep regret and pain.

I even considered resigning immediately.

However, that was also dangerous. What if Ah Lin didn't want to and made a big fuss about it?

So, I decided to keep things as normal for now and resign once I was sure things were under control.

But for the next two weeks, I still pretended to have family matters to attend to and took two days off.

I needed to sort out my emotions before facing things again.

However, during those two weeks, whenever I thought about this, I would uncontrollably get wet down there.

I secretly masturbated several times, more frequently than before.

It was as if something inside me had been opened up, and once opened, there was no going back.

Later, I went back to teaching the piano. The reason was simple: I also needed to earn money and live. I didn't have many students, and besides, leaving abruptly would only arouse more suspicion.

Life was peaceful for a while. We taught and studied, as if nothing had happened.

During this time, Ah Lin acted more normally than me, and his parents didn't notice anything unusual.

Finally, after a while, I decided the time was right to make my move.

When we started the lesson, Ah Lin took out an MP3 player.

"Teacher," he said, feigning innocence, "I'm telling you, this MP3 player has a voice recorder function. I recorded our class." "Really?" I replied absentmindedly.

"It's true." He shoved the earpiece connected to the device into my hand. "Listen to this." I listened reluctantly.

"So...so good...ah...ah...no...no, you're the first...they're not as big as you, not as good as you...mmm...mmm...so comfortable...mmm..." My lewd words came clearly through the earpiece.

[The End]

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