The female teacher's fluttering heart

It was early summer, a rainy evening. The water on the playground hadn't yet receded, and the sound of high heels clicking on the concrete echoed in the distance.

Chen Lirong, a young female teacher who had just started teaching at this newly developed vocational school in a newly developed community, was walking under the dim streetlights towards her car, a newly purchased Verita in a retro burgundy that contrasted sharply with her dark blue suit... The thought of meeting her lover, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, tonight filled her with a sweet and happy feeling.

Thinking of this, her mysterious valley at the end of her legs became as wet as puddles on a playground… Just this day last month, the man named Liu Shixian—her lover—had soothed her lonely body… One thrust after another brought her to endless climaxes… Her cherry lips, her secret place, her back garden, endured his powerful thrusts. After a night of passion, she had to ask for leave from school the next day to hide the dark circles under her eyes from not sleeping all night and the soft pain in her legs from the constant contractions of pleasure… And tonight, 30 days later, it was his day off again. Although she hadn't arrived home yet, the anticipated night of madness had already caused her uterus to begin contracting slightly, as if to squeeze out all the love fluid inside, preparing for this night of madness.

The dark blue Western-style suit couldn't hide her slender curves, especially the trendy short skirt with a side slit, which inevitably exposed her long legs. When she sat down, the elastic band of her long white stockings was almost completely visible, just one centimeter away.

The low-cut silk blouse of the suit clung to her full breasts, and the thin lace demi-cup bra couldn't prevent her sensitive nipples from rubbing against her blouse as she walked, sending shivers of

pleasure through her. Her thong, originally intended to prevent the lines of her underwear from showing through the tight-fitting skirt, instead dug deep into her thighs with every step, standing, and sitting. The small piece of fabric on the thong shamelessly nestled into her creases, arousing her desire.

The three-inch heels of her black ankle boots forced her to sway her hips to maintain balance, and this unintentional movement amplified the stimulation from her underwear.

Even in that short 200-meter stretch from the administration building to the parking space, the anticipation and the friction of her clothes had already caused her desire to overflow like a burst dam... "Ah... Am I really such a lewd woman??" Finally managing to stand by the car, she frantically searched her bag for the remote and car keys, thinking about the way Li Taiyou, the dean of academic affairs, kept glancing at her chest during their morning discussion of course arrangements, the way the boys in her computer science class kept staring at her beautiful legs in the afternoon, and the boy who came to ask her questions after class... I think his name was Wang Yubin? And his burning eyes that couldn't leave her chest... Found it! ...The sudden appearance of the remote and car keys pulled her back to reality.

"Forget it... don't overthink it."

Telling herself not to let her mind wander, she used the remote to open the car door, got in, started the engine, and drove towards where she and her boyfriend had arranged to meet. She opened the window, finding the natural breeze outside far more comfortable than the machine-generated air conditioning inside the car. She almost never used the air conditioning unless it was raining or she was stuck in traffic.

That dry, cold, slightly metallic wind always made her feel as if a metallic hand was caressing her chest, and it always reminded her of her first night with her first love at "Houde Road" (author's note:

hotel), the smell of that room.

Recalling that first night three years ago, the nervousness was fully expressed in the beads of sweat constantly dripping from her forehead; even after showering, she couldn't stop sweating. Even with David gently caressing her body, she still couldn't imagine the pain she would endure becoming a woman in a little while.

David was her senior from university. They met at a department party, and after a brief, warm courtship, they naturally became inseparable.

Tonight, to celebrate David's birthday, they enjoyed a Western meal together. Surrounded by light and flowers, she couldn't help but drink a few glasses of red wine.

As the alcohol took effect, she felt an unusual urge. She dragged David to the entrance of this restaurant on Houde Road, but then felt lost.

She was only awakened by a gentle embrace and realized she was already in a room.

"Let's take a shower together!" David asked, and the two found themselves in a bathroom separated from the bed by a semi-transparent frosted glass partition.

Warm water and steamy mist washed over her. In the six months they had been dating, although they had explored each other's bodies, it had always been limited to the upper body. Aside from the porn she had watched, she had no idea what a man's lower body should look like.

Even now, under the bright lights, able to look directly at this place she had never carefully observed before, she couldn't help but blush.

Whether it was because it was the first time she had been naked in front of a man, or the first time she had faced a naked man, David's fingers began restlessly moving on her sensitive, delicate nipples. The tingling, numb, and itchy sensations were no different from when he had explored other people's bodies before, but he only had one hand; the other hand was searching for alluring gold mines in her unexplored primeval jungle, and it seemed the source of the vein had already fallen into the grasp of his five-fingered army.

Unexpected stimulation had begun to occur, waves of pleasure surging through her core, an uncontrollable flood rushing down her thighs, mingling with the shower water and flowing into the drain. Her

two pink petals were already swollen and red from engorgement. "Oh...oh oh..." she murmured unconsciously, "This feeling is so wonderful..." she thought.

At the same time, she grasped the untouched penis of David. Then, using techniques learned from adult films, he began to manipulate her from both ends.

Under her fierce onslaught of ten fingers, David showed signs of defeat. The rhythm of his ten fingers moving on her body gradually became uncoordinated, and the strength in his grip on her breasts increased. Finally, the moment his fingers stopped moving, his small penis, which had accumulated 22 years of reserves, ejaculated onto her navel with the contraction of his muscles, and was then mercilessly carried into the freshwater river by the tap water.

After drying each other off, the two lay naked together. The young man was full of energy, and his penis, which had just been released, was slowly swelling as Iijima Ai's body writhed on the cable TV.

David moved his body, pressing his face against her plump thighs, his saliva-covered tongue trying to advance in the mine.

Sweat still uncontrollably beaded on her forehead, but unlike the stimulation from her fingers, the taste buds on her tongue brought her another indescribable climax. The small, rough taste buds scraped against her pink petals, rubbing against the source of her "mineral vein"—her emotional alarm center—waves of pleasure finally stopping her sweating.

She was completely immersed in this war of desire, pressing David's head down with both hands, trying to hasten its progress.

The flood had reached its peak; a wet patch on the sheets proved she was ready. David rolled over, straddling her, his firm chest pressed against her round breasts. Spontaneously, without any guidance, she spread her legs wider, anticipating the feeling of being filled for the first time. He propped himself up with one hand, guiding his penis forward with the other, slowly entering her body.

Lirong could already feel the fullness of the small penis pushing its way through her body, though it was tinged with a slight stinging and tearing sensation—after all, this was her first formal contact with a man. But this slight pain allowed her to truly experience what it felt like to be a woman. As the small penis advanced, the tearing sensation intensified, until, at its peak, the pain stopped increasing and was replaced by waves of tingling pleasure.

"How does it feel?" David whispered in her ear.

"Don't move, let me rest for a bit," Lirong said.

But David's hands and tongue weren't idle. His hands were rubbing her pink nipples with varying pressure, sometimes gently pinching them with his index and middle fingers, sometimes lifting them up with his thumb and forefinger and then rubbing them hard a couple of times. At the same time, his tongue was licking her earlobes back and forth. With the pleasure brought by the stimulation of her nipples and earlobes, Li Rong gradually forgot the pain below. Her mind almost stopped, and she was only focused on receiving the messages from all the sensitive areas of her body. Her love juices flowed out of her secret place like a flood.

David could feel the flesh that had been tightly enveloping his penis softening, so he began a reciprocating piston-like motion, using his waist to slowly move his hips back and forth. At first, it was just a gentle movement, but the already infatuated Lily didn't notice. As the frequency of the reciprocating motion gradually increased, she finally reacted, but it was too late to stop David's actions. However, she quickly found that the pain had disappeared, replaced by a tingling pleasure, like someone constantly tickling her that she couldn't stop.

Her muscles began to involuntarily contract and tighten, and her mouth uncontrollably opened, uttering primal messages from her throat:

"Ugh...oh...ah...ah...faster, faster, David, you're so bad, ugh, faster, faster..." Hearing her lewd moans, David involuntarily increased the frequency of his thrusts, doubling it from the original thirty hertz to sixty hertz, and then increasing it to the limit that the human body could reach.

David's hands weren't idle either. His right hand decided to abandon attacking Lily's nipples and turn to a more worthwhile strategic target: the clitoris. Although this wasn't very comfortable for David, his knowledge from books and pornographic films told him that this would make Lily feel incredibly good. So, after finding the strategic spot, his thumb began to work dutifully, pressing the small pink protrusion repeatedly while gently rubbing it from side to side.

"No! Stop! Ah! No... I can't breathe... Oh... Oh... Ah... I'm getting gasp!" She, who had already reached her climax, was now pushed to another peak, like a car accelerating for a while, then downshifting and then pressing the accelerator again, a two-stage sensation that pushes a person back into the seat. Lirong's mind was blank. The only pleasure center that was still functioning was almost numb, but the unstoppable pleasure from her clitoris and vagina was affecting her whole body. Her hands and feet involuntarily contracted, and her toes curled up in waves. She could no longer control herself. She opened her mouth wide and shouted with all her might,

"Fuck me to death! David! Fuck me harder!" She shouted passionately. Encouraged by this, David worked even harder, pulling his penis out until only the glans remained in her vagina each time, and then thrusting it in hard. Her labia minora were no longer pink. With the continuous engorgement from the orgasm, they were now a luscious rose-red, and they were constantly being turned out and pushed back in with the thrusting of his penis. At this point, David moved his right hand to a different position, moving it from her clitoris to her buttocks, following the curve of her waist. He found the center of her anus, and then, without hesitation, inserted his index finger, lubricated by the copious amount of vaginal fluid, until he stopped at the second knuckle.

Although Lily knew that David's hand had moved improperly to another forbidden area of hers, she didn't know what he was going to do until her anus was penetrated by a foreign object for the first time, instead of expelling anything. Only then did she realize that her anus had been taken over by David's right index finger for the first time. Because the feeling of her anus being occupied by a foreign object wasn't particularly uncomfortable, her words, "No, David, don't touch my anus," were hardly convincing.

David, of course, didn't stop his desire to explore Li Rong's rectum further. His right index finger, like its brethren, began an endless piston-like motion. Below the glans, in its most sensitive spot, the index finger was felt through a thin layer of skin with each thrust. This dual stimulation brought Li Rong to orgasm. She cried out,

"Oh... David, I can't take it anymore, I'm going to heaven, oh... oh..." Simultaneously, the inner walls of her vagina contracted in waves.

Although David's nerves were somewhat dulled from the previous stimulation, the feeling of being tightly gripped and surrounded by tender flesh, with its contractions, was unprecedented. He couldn't hold back any longer. After a series of frenzied thrusts, his ejaculation released, a gush of hot fluid shooting into Li Rong's uterus, hitting her cervix, bringing her to her peak. Li Rong now understood how wondrous it felt to be a woman, and she also discovered that the lustful factors within her had begun to take effect.

【over】

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