Young and inexperienced students and pretty teachers

Every Thursday afternoon, Min Zhe would be especially excited. Actually, at the beginning, Min Zhe was not very willing to go. Not only did it take away his time playing games, but also, two classmates would go with him. Every time, the two of them would squeeze around Teacher Zhou's desk and try to get close to Teacher Zhou from time to time. For some reason, Min Zhe did not like to surround Teacher Zhou like they did. So, every time, Min Zhe would sit far away by himself, holding the textbook that Teacher Zhou required, and reading it aimlessly over and over again.

Occasionally, Ms. Zhou would glance up at Min Zhe, and sometimes she would look in his direction. When their eyes met, Ms. Zhou would habitually nod at Min Zhe with a gentle smile on her face. Min Zhe would then hurriedly lower his head, using loud reading to cover his embarrassment, but a surge of joy welled up inside him. Ms. Zhou's habitual nod seemed to Min Zhe as a form of affirmation. And so, an afternoon passed slowly, accompanied by Min Zhe's fluctuating reading voice, and the other two students' occasional "Ms. Zhou, how do you do this problem?" "Ms. Zhou, I don't understand this part," interspersed with Ms. Zhou's sweet and gentle explanations... Three weeks passed like this, and then, whether out of boredom with the tutoring or boredom with Ms. Zhou's monotonous long pants and short-sleeved shirt, the other two students stopped going to tutoring from the last Thursday of that month onwards.

At the time, Min Zhe was unaware of what was happening. As usual, he took his workbook and textbook to Teacher Zhou's office, moved a chair a little distance from the desk, and listlessly read, mentally calculating how long it would take for Teacher Zhou to arrive, and how long it would take for the two male students to arrive. However, even after Teacher Zhou entered and closed the door, the two male students never appeared.

Teacher Zhou didn't say much, greeted Min Zhe, and then sat down behind her desk to begin grading assignments.

Teacher Zhou was wearing light blue jeans with layers of white lace at the cuffs that swayed gently as she walked, quite beautiful. Her black shirt was loosely knotted at the waist, revealing a small patch of fair skin when she turned, the contrast against the black silk shirt creating a breathtaking effect. Her black boots were adorned with tassels, hidden beneath the white lace, possessing a unique beauty.

Min Zhe was reading absentmindedly, his eyes constantly following Teacher Zhou's figure out of the corner of his eye. It was rare for it to be just the two of them today. Thinking of this, Min Zhe's breathing suddenly became rapid. The text in his mind gradually turned to the new movie that Yu Zheng had brought him last night. Ever since he first dreamed of Teacher Zhou and woke up the next day to find his thighs unusually sticky, Min Zhe had become obsessed with all kinds of teacher-student romance movies and had encouraged Yu Zheng to collect a lot of DVDs. But the more he watched, the more he felt that something was missing. However, he couldn't figure out what it was after thinking about it for a long time.

In the video Yu Zhengxin brought yesterday, the female teacher actually took the male student's penis into her mouth, like licking a lollipop, from the tender glans to the base of the penis, and then to the full scrotum. The male student sat in the chair, comfortably enjoying the female teacher's service, with a look of pleasure and relaxation on his face. Min Zhe couldn't help but look at Teacher Zhou's mouth. The diamond-shaped corners of her mouth, the small shape, the pink and tender red color... If Teacher Zhou took me into her mouth... how comfortable that would be... it must be warm and tight... But I'm so big, can Teacher Zhou's mouth fit? Min Zhe silently imagined it in his mind.

As if sensing Min Zhe's hot gaze, Teacher Zhou suddenly looked up at Min Zhe. Min Zhe hadn't recovered yet. Teacher Zhou thought he had encountered an unfamiliar word, so she stood up and walked to Min Zhe, took Min Zhe's textbook, looked at it, and asked Min Zhe with concern, "Is there any word you don't know?" "Ah, oh, yes, there is one." Min Zhe hurriedly pointed to a word in the textbook.

"Sobbing uncontrollably, oh, that's a phrase used to describe the degree of sadness..." Min Zhe's ears could no longer hear anything; only one thought kept echoing in his head—she wasn't wearing a bra.

Yes, from Min Zhe's perspective, Teacher Zhou was half-bent over, her body slightly tilted to the side. The buttons on her clothes were fastened tightly, but because Teacher Zhou's breasts were quite full, the two round little protrusions were particularly noticeable. There was a dark shadow at the neckline, and although Min Zhe couldn't see much, those two little protrusions were enough for him to picture in his mind the shape of Teacher Zhou's round and full breasts and those two pink little buds.

The fragrance emanating from Teacher Zhou wafted around Min Zhe's nose. Up close, Teacher Zhou's porcelain-like skin magnified before his eyes. Her long eyelashes cast soft shadows beneath her large, watery eyes, and a thin layer of sweat glistened on her nose. Min Zhe longed to use his mouth and tongue to gently lick away the sweat from Teacher Zhou's nose and cheeks… His mind wandered, and a small tent slowly formed in his lower body. Fortunately, he was wearing loose-fitting athletic shorts, so it wasn't particularly noticeable, but it was enough to make his face turn as red as a ripe summer tomato… Teacher Zhou didn't notice Min Zhe's odd behavior. After patiently finishing her explanation, she patted Min Zhe's shoulder and returned to her desk to continue working.

Min Zhe discreetly moved his chair aside, taking the opportunity to pull his shorts down a little further, then sat down and pulled the legs up slightly, perfectly concealing his already erection. Min Zhe shifted his posture, leaning to one side, the bookshelf beside him conveniently obscuring most of his body. He relaxed and continued reading.

Just then, Ms. Zhou seemed to get hot, unbuttoning one of her buttons from her blouse to her neck. Min Zhe slowly used the book to cover his face, his eyes darting through the pages to scan Ms. Zhou. His gaze eventually settled on the two prominent bulges on her chest. As his gaze swept across the area, Min Zhe felt his lower body grow increasingly aroused, a strong desire overwhelming his mind.

Uncontrollably, Min Zhe slowly slipped his hand, previously hidden by the bookshelf, inside his pants, unzipping his underwear. One hand gripped his engorged penis tightly, gently squeezing the throbbing head, slowly stroking the folded foreskin, manipulating the shaft back and forth, his eyes greedily fixed on Ms. Zhou's figure.

At this moment, Ms. Zhou, who was diligently grading homework, had already been visualized in Min Zhe's mind as a naked woman. Her hands were gripping the edge of the table, her waist was arched high, her legs were spread apart, revealing a sparse forest of hair and a honey hole dripping with juice. Min Zhe was holding his thick, long penis and thrusting it in hard. He could almost hear Ms. Zhou's seductive sounds as she was being penetrated. Min Zhe used both hands to spread Ms. Zhou's fair buttocks apart, and his thick, red penis was tightly wrapped by her tender, smooth vagina. The silky smooth touch and the tight, moist passage, along with the fiery temperature, brought a shivering pleasure.

Teacher Zhou swayed her slender waist with each thrust of Min Zhe, her body swallowing his thick, hard penis in and out. Her hair was disheveled and draped over her back, the black strands contrasting sharply with her snow-white back. Her breasts swayed, releasing waves of heat. Min Zhe took deep breaths, and after a rapid series of thrusts, he could no longer control himself and thrust forward, wanting to penetrate Teacher Zhou's deepest point and slam hard into her narrow, hot cervix... "Ah," Min Zhe let out a soft moan. With a shout, his hand quickly released his penis, covering the small opening at the glans. Streams of sticky fluid wet Min Zhe's palm, burning hot in his heart. Perhaps due to the environment, and the fact that the object of his fantasy was right in front of him, Min Zhe ejaculated thickly and profusely. As a few drops slowly slid down his palm, his penis contracted and ejaculated, filling his hand completely. Pulling his hand out of his pants, Min Zhe stood up awkwardly, covering his back with his hands, told Teacher Zhou he was going to the toilet, and rushed out.

In the bathroom, after cleaning the sticky fluid off his hands, Min Zhe stared at his satisfied, slightly flushed face in the mirror, unable to calm down for a long time…
[The End]

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