Sex Education by a Beautiful Young Teacher

I first met Xue'er at the end of 2001. It was a cold winter in the north, so when she entered the small dance hall, her face was flushed red from the cold. I was immediately struck by her beauty: whose daughter is this, so beautiful at such a young age?

It was a karaoke competition organized by my workplace. Xue'er was participating as a child of an employee. Our state-owned enterprise had about 1500 people, so you can imagine, there were plenty of good singers—I was one of them, haha. However, I originally didn't intend to participate, because I disdained it, haha, don't kick me, it's true. I was temporarily assigned to be the host; people who love to sing and are good at it all have this experience, right? I didn't intend to participate, but once I was in this environment, I couldn't help but join the competition.

The final result was a bit unexpected: Xue'er came in first, and I came in second. Xue'er sang exceptionally well; she had received professional training. She sang the high notes in "The Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" with ease, her voice clear and resonant, almost lingering in the air for days. I admired her immensely.

Because I was the host, I had many opportunities to talk to Xue'er. She was only 12, and always asking questions with her bright, innocent eyes. She was very cute. Another important point is that I pay a lot of attention to people's teeth, especially those of the opposite sex. Isn't that strange? I like seeing people with clean, straight teeth, and of course, I do too. Xue'er had a set of pearly white teeth, which I liked.

When we received the award, I even pretended to shake hands with Xue'er. Her little hands felt so soft, delicate, and slender. At the same time, my eyes glanced at her chest under her light red sweater and saw two very faint buds. I thought: Is she already developing at only 12? My heart skipped a beat… I saw Xue'er again two years later. That summer, my workplace organized a performance tour, and Xue'er was among the performers. By then, Xue'er had clearly entered puberty. She was much taller, graceful, and always seemed to be deep in thought. We live quite far north, so summers aren't as hot as inland areas. Although skirts are common, Xue'er wore a neat light-colored denim outfit, which accentuated her nearly mature figure, making her appear even more poised and charming.

Xiaoqing is Xue'er's music teacher at school and my co-host for this tour. By the way, our company runs the social services here; the school is part of our company. I was the one who received Xiaoqing's entire class when they were assigned to the company, and I also gave them orientation. I even had a fling with one of her classmates back then, haha.

Although Xiaoqing teaches music, her dancing skills seem even better; she's top-notch in our company. She's a typical southern beauty: high forehead, slightly deep-set eyes, small nose and mouth, long neck, slender waist, long legs, and excellent proportions. Combined with her soft voice with a slight southern accent and waist-length hair, she's what people nowadays call a "heartthrob."

I'm not good-looking, and I'm dark-skinned, but my friends say my smile is very approachable. My figure isn't great either; I'm only slightly taller and lighter than Maradona, but I'm still passable. With that kind of appearance, I wouldn't stand out in a crowd, but I care about my appearance, have a good personality, and am very talkative. Especially when I'm with girls, I'm incredibly eloquent and charming, always seeming understanding and exceptionally well-behaved. At the same time, I feign world-weariness, having experienced the bitterness and sweetness of life, so I always give off an impression of maturity, stability, and talent.

People often say I have a wide range of interests and broad knowledge, but I know best that I'm a jack-of-all-trades, master of none, only scratching the surface.

In my workplace, someone like me is basically considered a genius, so I have quite a bit of experience in picking up girls, haha.

Xiaoqing likes someone like me. Her husband is a workaholic, career-oriented, but I know him better than she does. He's the typical capable, shrewd, and endlessly ambitious type. He valued his career more than his wife, while I valued his wife more than him. Xiaoqing was no pushover either, so besides the arts, primarily music and dance, Xiaoqing and I also actively explored and practiced ancient knowledge such as sexual techniques and Zen meditation.

The recipient of our visit that day was a remote branch station. Xiaoqing and I pushed open the door to the station's meeting room, preparing to finalize our impromptu script. Upon entering, I froze. Xue'er was changing. Her jeans and other accessories were piled on the meeting table; she was only wearing a pair of snow-white underwear, holding a Tibetan-style dance costume, standing there silently, staring at us. I think her mind was probably completely blank at that moment.

At that moment, I felt dizzy—Xue'er was so white! The girl's pure and pristine body was beyond words. I'll try my best to describe it:

long, black hair cascaded over her delicate, pink shoulders; her breasts, quite large for her age, stood erect like adorable little white rabbits. I knew exactly what those "breasts that defied gravity" described in erotic literature looked like. Her small nipples were so cute one dared not be presumptuous. Her pale areolas… I can only describe them as "light-colored," as they were only slightly darker than her snow-white breasts, lighter than pale pink.

From my angle, I could only see Xue'er's side profile; below her breasts, I could see a pile of clothes she was holding, and behind her, an incredibly graceful curve from her neck to her waist, followed by her small, white buttocks tightly encased in her white panties, and then her long, slender legs—perhaps because of her young age, her thighs were also very thin.

I stared blankly for what seemed like an eternity, though it was really only a few seconds. Xue'er hadn't quite reacted, or rather, she was at a loss. Xiao Qing, that cunning and mischievous girl, said, "It's alright, Xue'er, you can continue changing. Don't delay the performance. Teacher Wen and I can just turn our backs to you; we don't have anywhere else to practice our lines."

I quickly turned around, feigning composure while saying, "I'm sorry, Xue'er..."

Xiao Qing turned around calmly and said, "Let's begin."

Xue'er hadn't uttered a sound the entire time. She quickly and quietly put on her Tibetan robe, then, head down, clutching her clothes, went out the door. Only then did I realize that the meeting room door was a sliding door, without any latches or bolts. At the same time, I realized that for those few short minutes, I had been completely lost, not knowing what I was saying when rehearsing my lines, because... As soon as Xue'er left, I heard a soft chuckle: "You've got your eye on that young girl?"

I said seriously, "The lady in 'Guan Ju' is about this age, isn't she? Even gentlemen pursue her. Besides," I whispered to Xiaoqing, "it would be a lie to say I don't like such a beautiful figure. Look at that girl's breasts, they're bigger than yours, haha. You dancers, do you think big breasts are a hindrance? You adjust your psychology to your physiology, and you train until they shrink, haha..."

Actually, Xiaoqing's breasts, though small, suited my taste perfectly. My aesthetic is that I like slender, tall girls with small breasts, small hips, small waists, and long, thin legs. They feel firm but not tight in my hands, a wonderful feeling. Sometimes when I dance with pretty young women, my hand on their waist, the soft flesh immediately reminds me of a fertile belly, and I stop my next plan there. Maybe many people like fuller figures; to each their own. Don't scold me, haha.

My discussion with Xiaoqing about breast size hadn't even had a chance to delve deeper before it abruptly ended after I suffered a series of severe blows to my arm and back.

Having finished rehearsing my script, I was about to leave when Xiaoqing suddenly blurted out, "Brother Wen, do you really like Xue'er?

I'll find a chance to have her serve you, and maybe even me too." Looking into her smiling eyes, I sensed something beyond the smile, but I couldn't quite place it… It's been almost two weeks since the tour ended, and although I know Xiaoqing is on summer vacation, I haven't contacted her. Partly, I know she'll definitely come to me first; deep down, her aloof nature means she sees it as another victory for me. Partly, I'm genuinely very busy. Summer here is a pilgrimage site; welcoming and seeing off guests is our main daytime activity, and our main daytime activity is now our main nighttime activity.

One Saturday afternoon, I accompanied guests to dinner and drinks until we reached the airport. There, I ran into Xiaoqing's husband; he and his boss were heading south for a system conference focused on eating, drinking, and entertainment. Just as the guests went through security, my phone rang. I smiled slightly at the caller ID—it was Xiaoqing.

On the way back to the city from the airport, I kept thinking about what Xiaoqing meant by "surprise" on the phone. She said she was going to design a program today, and she would be the host. Could it be some kind of quien role-playing game from SM? I couldn't understand how a man could derive psychological pleasure from imagined subservience and real torture and abuse. I'd always wanted to try SM, but I'd be the host.

Entering Xiaoqing's house, I was surprised: Xue'er was playing the piano. Xue'er was wearing a loose white short-sleeved shirt and shorts today, her ponytail loosely tied, a typical child's outfit. Xiaoqing, on the other hand, had her long hair casually tied up and was wearing the same white silk low-cut camisole nightgown I often saw her in. I bet she was only wearing underwear under her nightgown, because the two small nipples on her chest and the outline of her white underwear were faintly visible under the slightly transparent nightgown. I seemed to understand Xiaoqing's purpose today.

When Xue'er saw me come in, she lowered her head and looked at the piano keys again. Xiaoqing gave her a few pointers, roughly saying that Xue'er's fingering was not correct and she wasn't using enough force, but that it couldn't be corrected in a short time, and she shouldn't worry, etc. Then she looked up at me and said, "I called Xue'er to see her piano level. Xue'er just said she likes listening to your popular singing style." Then she winked. Xue'er's face immediately turned pink, but she didn't say anything. Her little hands started dancing on the piano keys again, but I could tell that it was already a bit messy.

"That's just a hobby of mine, how could it possibly catch Xue'er's eye?" I made up casually, but I was increasingly certain of the feeling I had when I first walked in.

"No, Teacher Wen, you sing really well." Xue'er looked up at me earnestly. Her eyes are so dark! I thought to myself.

"Don't you want to sing us a song, my idol?" Xiaoqing asked.

"Don't tease me, Teacher Tian," I changed the subject, "What do you need my help with?" I asked deliberately.

"My computer can't connect to the internet, could you please take a look?" I

turned on the computer, and I was both amused and exasperated. I didn't know if Xiaoqing or her husband had chosen to work offline, but she actually thought it was infected with a virus! When I could browse the internet smoothly, Xiaoqing suddenly asked Xue'er, who was casually flipping through a book,

"Xue'er, do you have sex education classes now?"

"No, we only start in the third year of junior high." Xue'er stood up from the piano bench to answer. It seems that the distance between students and teachers won't be eliminated so quickly.

“I have a website here, you can take a look and get some early education.” Xiaoqing, sitting next to me, said, opening her bookmarks and clicking on the website for *Yin Ping Mei* that I had visited a long time ago. I knew it was a sexual health website, an adult website within the scope permitted by national regulations.

But a few seconds later, the screen was filled with content such as “How to achieve sexual happiness, the feelings of men and women during intercourse, and whether sexual worship is acceptable,” and there were also pictures of girls with figures like Xue’er in revealing clothes as decorative images. This made me uneasy. I glanced to the side, and Xue’er was still standing in front of the piano bench, her eyes fixed on the screen, her hand tightly clutching the book she had just been reading: “Teacher Tian, we shouldn’t be learning yet…”

“Aren’t we about to start learning?” Xiaoqing said naturally, “Come sit over here, let Teacher Wen find some materials for us.” Xue’er seemed reluctant but not too resistant, and sat down with Xiaoqing on the bed next to my computer chair.

This was Xue’er’s small room. To the left of the entrance was a piano against the wall, and to the right, in the corner, was a single bed with the computer next to it. The small room was simply and warmly decorated, yet stylish.

"What kind of information are you looking for?" I finally understood what Xiaoqing wanted to do, but my mind was a bit of a mess: Xiaoqing was playing with fire, and she herself might not even know how things would turn out. Besides, although Xue'er had a body that was almost fully mature, even alluring, she was still just a middle school student… "Let's look for information about puberty, see if there are any pictures or information about secondary sexual characteristics." Xiaoqing naturally steered things in the direction she intended. "Xue'er, do you know what secondary sexual characteristics are?"

"No." Xue'er answered timidly but firmly, her voice filled with anticipation for the answer.

"Primary sexual characteristics are the most fundamental differences between men and women in terms of sex, like genitals and gonads. Secondary sexual characteristics are mainly the differences in appearance between men and women, mainly starting to change from puberty onwards at your age." Xiaoqing explained earnestly, her tone like she was giving a lecture. I was truly impressed by her acting skills; she definitely had something planned.

"During this period, boys and girls will experience a series of differences in appearance and physique. For example, boys will be taller, more muscular, grow beards and Adam's apples, and their voices will deepen. The appearance of secondary sexual characteristics makes adolescent boys more and more handsome, becoming men; at the same time, girls will be more slender, with more subcutaneous fat, their breasts will grow, their pelvis will widen, and so on. This is also thanks to secondary sexual characteristics, making adolescent girls graceful and increasingly beautiful."

At this moment, I had no interest in looking for any nonsense information. Glancing to the side, Xiaoqing's demeanor and expression really did seem like she was imparting knowledge, her eyes focused intently on the computer screen, without the slightest hint of awkwardness. Xiaoxue'er's face had turned rosy, her eyes frantically meeting mine for a moment before hurriedly looking away, an expression of wanting to stop but not daring to utter a sound, ashamed to continue listening yet wanting to listen more—it was extremely cute.

I felt the atmosphere in the room beginning to heat up, and the wicked thoughts in my heart had begun to sprout.

I knew Xue'er's awkwardness stemmed from my presence. If it were just Xiaoqing and her, she would have listened naturally, even if shy.

"It's nothing, you don't need to feel uncomfortable," I said calmly. "Teacher Tian is right, and she's doing it for your own good. This way, you can learn about these things earlier and resolve the confusion of puberty sooner. Don't feel restrained just because I'm here. I'm more than ten years older than you, right? I could be your uncle, haha..." My tone became more relaxed.

Xue'er clearly relaxed after hearing these words. She smiled slightly and nodded slightly, without saying anything.

"By the way, during puberty, both boys and girls grow body hair under their armpits and in their pubic area. Do you have any, Xue'er?"

Xiaoqing's question was quite sudden, and Xue'er's face flushed red again. "Mmm," Xue'er hummed through her nose.

“Let the teacher take a look.” Xiaoqing said, moving closer to Xue’er. My heart skipped a beat. When I saw Xiaoqing pull Xue’er’s elbow, I realized she wanted to see her armpit hair. I felt a sense of relief. Seeing Xue’er’s rapidly changing expression, I knew she was relieved too, and she obediently raised her little hands behind her head. I thought to myself, “So clever, so cunning!”

“Xue’er’s armpit hair is so fine and soft, much prettier than ours. Teacher Wen, you should take a look too.”

I leaned closer and saw the sparse, soft armpit hair that Xiaoqing had pulled down to her shoulder, so fine I could count it in a minute or two. There was also glistening sweat in her soft armpit, caused by nervousness.

My heart suddenly raced again, and I muttered, "It's so beautiful, it's perfect like this. But I wonder if it will become thicker in the future, then it won't look as good as it is now."

I spoke incoherently, leaning even closer and gently sniffing. It smelled of sweat, but not unpleasant at all, and there was also a pleasant fragrance. Was this the virgin's scent described in books? Suddenly, Xue'er pulled her arm back. I think it was probably because no man had ever spoken to her like that while being so close to her, making her feel shy and awkward.

"Have you had your first period?" Xiaoqing whispered in Xue'er's ear.

"It started this year," Xue'er answered obediently. After what had just happened, Xue'er was much more open.

"Then you're already a little woman now. It seems there are some things you should know." Xiaoqing affectionately put her arm around Xue'er's shoulder. "Our Xue'er is a little beauty. Have any boys already developed feelings for you?" Xue'er nodded.

I quickly seized the opportunity: "As the saying goes, opposites attract. It's perfectly normal for mature men and women to develop feelings for each other. It's precisely because of this attraction that love develops, leading to marriage, and allowing humanity to continue its lineage."

Xue'er listened, half understanding, and Xiaoqing then asked, "Xue'er, do you know how human life is created?"

"My mom says I crawled out of her belly, but I always thought it was impossible."

I felt that she shouldn't know too much about childbirth so early, as it might terrify her, so I didn't answer directly: "When a man and a woman have sexual intercourse, the sperm produced by the man combines with the egg produced by the woman to form a zygote. After a period of growth in the mother's womb, known as ten months of pregnancy, the zygote gradually grows into a small baby, and is eventually born." After my textbook-like explanation, Xue'er's eyes widened, seemingly unable to comprehend the wonder of the life-creating process.

Xiaoqing picked up the conversation again: "What Teacher Wen just mentioned about sexual contact is called intercourse in formal language. Intercourse is something both humans and animals do, but humans are the most emotionally complex animals, far surpassing any animal. Therefore, this kind of mutual affection, the intertwined love and desire between men and women, is called 'making love,' while the lower form of intercourse in animals is called 'mating.'"

Perhaps hearing Xiaoqing's several enticing words, Xue'er's face flushed again: "Making love? Is it kissing?"

Xiaoqing chuckled: "Our little Xue'er is so cute, but it's normal that you don't understand. Making love is a very wonderful process. There are many ways to do it, but they all lead to the same goal: reaching the most wonderful climax and achieving the most comfortable pleasure through the joint contact of the sexual organs. For girls, the sexual organs are where you get your period; for men, it's what we call a little boy's penis."

At this point, Xue'er's face turned even redder, but her eyes darted between my slightly bulging legs.

Xiaoqing looked at my erection with a smile in her eyes: "Have you ever seen a little boy's penis, Xue'er?"

"Yes, isn't that for peeing?"

"It's used for peeing, and also for sex. Normally, including when peeing, it's soft, but it gets hard during sex," I replied.

"A man's thing gets hard when stimulated by information related to sex," Xiaoqing's voice had a teasing tone, "Is Teacher Wen already hard now?"

"Yes, we're talking about this topic, and there are two beautiful women in front of us, one big and one small, so it got hard without me realizing it. I can't control it, this little thing just doesn't listen at times like this." I answered truthfully, and Xiaoqing laughed heartily. Unexpectedly, a smile also appeared on Xue'er's pure face!

"Teacher Wen, can you show us two women what a man's thing is?"

"I don't want to see!" Xue'er hurriedly objected, shaking her head quickly, and shifting her body, as if she didn't want to sit on the edge of the bed but wanted to stand up.

With my keen sense of flirting and my keen perception of how things would develop, I knew this was a crucial moment. I immediately said, "This isn't a big deal for you two, but Xue'er should definitely take a look to learn some basic facts about male and female physiology. When you learn about this in class, you'll only see a few pictures, which isn't very intuitive." Xue'er lowered her head slightly, looking at the floor. "But it's a bit of a challenge for me. I'm exposing my body in someone else's house, in front of other people. It's quite embarrassing. But what we're doing is normal and correct. Okay, for Xue'er to learn this knowledge early and smoothly navigate puberty, I'm sacrificing myself to let you see a real man's body." As I spoke, I started unbuttoning my shirt.

Xiao Qing patted Xue'er's shoulder and continued to hug her, seemingly calming Xue'er down a bit. The two of them, one genuinely serious and the other feigning seriousness, watched me take off my shirt. As I unbuckled my belt, Xue'er covered her face with her hands.

My entire body was soon completely exposed in the small room. Taking off my clothes actually made me feel hotter. My penis, now free from all restraints, knew Xue'er's eyes were peering through her fingers, and it stood even more erect and angry.

"Xue'er, look, this is a man's body, nothing special at all," Xiaoqing said, pretending to be oblivious to Xue'er's reaction. She slowly took Xue'er's right hand and gently lowered it, Xue'er's left hand following suit.

"You see, there are two main differences. A man's chest is basically flat; this is all muscle, called the pectoralis major,"

Xiaoqing said, standing up and touching my chest. I playfully struck a bodybuilder's pose, sideways, chest out, stomach in, buttocks lifted, eyes wide, and lips pouting. Xue'er couldn't help but laugh. I was secretly pleased; her tension had eased considerably. “Unlike us women who have two breasts,” Xiaoqing said, simultaneously cupping her own breasts with both hands, striking a pose like a professional lecturer. Xue'er listened attentively, her eyes following Xiaoqing's words.

“Another difference is this genital organ below.” Xiaoqing said, squatting down and grasping my penis.

“Xue'er, look, this thing is unique to men. Do you know what it's called?” Xiaoqing asked, her eyes fixed on Xue'er. Her face was very close to my penis, her hand slowly stroking it, making my penis even harder.

“Little penis…” Xue'er answered uncertainly.

“Little penis refers to a child’s penis. The correct name for this thing is penis, commonly known as a cock. Have you heard of it?”

Xue'er nodded, her face turning even redder.

“Look, this round head in the front is called the glans, because it looks like a turtle’s head,”

Xiaoqing said, rubbing my glans with her left index finger, a tingling sensation spreading throughout my body. “When a man gets hard, his penis gets very hot. Come and touch it.”

My mind was blank; I just felt the lewd atmosphere filling the small room.

Xue’er got up from the bed and squatted on the other side of my penis, staring at it intently, but she didn’t reach out to touch it.

“Xue’er, repeat after me: penis.” Xiaoqing’s tone was clearly commanding, like a teacher’s.

“…penis.” Xue’er repeated softly. I guess this was a kind of hypnosis.

“A penis is a penis.” Xiaoqing’s voice was devoid of emotion, like she was reading aloud.

“A penis…is a penis.” Xue’er’s voice was a little louder.

“Glans.” Xiaoqing’s right thumb, which was gripping my penis, began to circle around the glans.

“Glans…” Xue’er repeated naturally. “Glans

is the head of the penis.” Xiaoqing began to slowly stroke it again.

“Glans is…the head of the penis.” Xue’er had given up on her shyness; her fingers, which had been tightly hugging her knees, had relaxed.

"Xue'er, come and touch it. Teacher Wen's penis is already very hot." Xiaoqing released her hand, speaking softly but firmly.

Xue'er finally slowly extended her slender right hand.

As her small hand softly wrapped around the shaft of my penis, a shiver ran through me from head to toe—it felt so good! Xue'er even imitated Xiaoqing's movements, slowly stroking it.

"It's really hot..." Xue'er whispered with a surprised expression.

"Xue'er, you should say, 'Teacher Wen's penis is really hot.' That will bring Teacher Wen more sexual pleasure, and he will feel more comfortable both physically and mentally." Xiaoqing's voice became even lower and softer.

"Teacher Wen's...penis...is so hot, mmm..." Xue'er's little hand, which was stroking my penis, gripped it tighter, and she couldn't help but moan! Her eyes were still fixed on my penis, but her gaze had begun to wander.

"Xue'er, don't stop, keep making Teacher Wen feel good, Teacher will let you see the body of a mature woman again." Xiaoqing stood up and gently pulled down the straps of her nightgown. Watching the white silk nightgown slowly slide down Xiaoqing's body, my heart pounded again. How far would Xiaoqing take things?

"Xue'er, look, this is the body of a mature woman." Xiaoqing said, slowly turning around in place. Her proud breasts and tight white panties were dazzling. Below her long, slender, white legs, her jade feet stepped on crystal-clear half-heeled slippers, looking incredibly elegant and sexy.

I felt the little hand on my penis tighten, then stop stroking it. So I said, "Xue'er, don't stop, it feels good when your little hand moves."

Xue'er glanced at my now completely dark red and thick penis in a flustered manner, and continued stroking it. I then played along with Xiaoqing's acting style: "Teacher Tian's figure is quite perfect among women, so it can be your textbook. Look at Teacher Tian's breasts. This is not only a woman's secondary

sexual characteristic and an expression of female beauty, but also a necessity for breastfeeding in the future." Seeing a faint, alluring smile on Xiaoqing's face as she stroked her breasts, I continued, "Breasts are also part of a woman's erogenous zones. Kissing and massaging breasts can bring women pleasure. The most sensitive part is the nipple." I saw Xiaoqing's index finger begin to draw circles on her nipple, her eyes slightly narrowed as she looked at Xue'er, "As a woman grows to maturity, the color of her areola gradually darkens. Are Teacher Tian's areolas darker than yours?"

"...Mmm..." Xue'er answered softly.

“Nipples become erect, enlarged, and hardened when sexually stimulated. Look at Teacher Tian’s nipples; they’re already starting to change,” I thought to myself, wondering if Xue’er’s body was already reacting.

“A woman’s lower abdomen isn’t like a man’s, covered in abdominal muscles; it’s flat with a slight bulge.” I felt the topic of breasts was about to cross Xue’er’s self-imposed line, so I quickly shifted the conversation to her lower abdomen to buffer the tension. Watching Xiao Qing’s graceful and slow swaying movements, I thought that even if Xue’er was still a naive child, and a woman at that, she would definitely be attracted and moved by this alluring beauty.

“Just look at Teacher Tian’s hips. You can tell that women’s hips are wider than men’s. This is a physiological need, for childbirth. At the same time, the resulting curves are unparalleled. Look at Teacher Tian’s neck, breasts, back, waist, hips, lower abdomen, and legs. Aren’t these curves beautiful?”

Xue’er nodded vigorously: “Yes, really beautiful.”

At this moment, Xiao Qing turned her back to us and slowly leaned her upper body on the computer desk, sticking out her two tender buttocks. I didn’t expect that Xiao Qing’s buttocks, which I usually thought were not very big, appeared snow-white and large in this position. Under the small amount of white underwear, they looked even more alluring. I felt Xue’er’s small hand tighten again. I quickly said: “Women’s buttocks have a much higher fat ratio than men’s, so they look softer and bigger.” Xue’er nodded gently in agreement.

Xiaoqing turned around, squatted down to face Xue'er, and said, "Xue'er, you've seen almost all of Teacher's body, except for that one little bit. Do you want to see Teacher's genitals?" This question was clearly a bit sudden for Xue'er; she was stunned for a moment, neither confirming nor denying. Xiaoqing continued in a slow, slightly authoritative tone, "Teacher knows Xue'er wants to see, because we're both women, but Xue'er, you're still young, while Teacher's genitals are mature. You want to see what they look like, right?"

Xue'er lowered her head and whispered, "Yes..." Her small hands had already moved off my penis, fiddling with the cute bow on the front of her loose short-sleeved sweater.

Xiaoqing helped Xue'er stand up, placed her hands on Xue'er's shoulders, and smiled as she looked at Xue'er's shoulders, saying,

"Then let me see your body first, since there's no one else here anyway." Xue'er glanced at me as she said this. I remained seated in the computer chair, my penis still erect, maintaining a reserved and polite smile as I looked at Xue'er.

“Look, Teacher Wen and I have shown you our bodies completely. Xue’er’s body is very beautiful. We saw you changing clothes during the performance a while ago, so Xue’er, don’t be nervous. We’re all being honest with each other, isn’t that good? Come on.” Xiaoqing said, lifting up Xue’er’s sweater.

Xue’er quickly grabbed the bottom of the sweater, “No, no…” But Xiaoqing didn’t give her more time to think, continuing to lift it up. The sweater slipped from Xue’er’s small hands and reached under her armpits, revealing a white, half-length bra.

“Come on, Xue’er, raise your arms,” Xiaoqing commanded softly. Xue’er obediently raised her arms, and the short-sleeved sweater was off in the blink of an eye.

Xue’er immediately crossed her arms in front of her chest. Perhaps she felt a little uncomfortable, so an awkward smile flashed across her face, but it quickly turned into panic, and she lowered her hands to cover between her legs—Xiaoqing had taken advantage of her unpreparedness to pull down her casual pants with elastic waistbands.

"Ah, teacher..." Xue'er's panic was startling. She didn't care about the exposure of her upper body, her small hands barely covering her private parts, which were already protected by her underwear. Beneath the cute white underwear with cartoon patterns like bears and umbrellas, her slender legs were tightly pressed together. At the base of her delicate calves, on her feet clad in pink casual slippers and white socks, lay the pile of pants Xiaoqing had pulled down for her.

"Xue'er, lift your foot and take off your pants." Xiaoqing looked down firmly at Xue'er's small feet. Xue'er seemed to accept it all from the bottom of her heart, obediently lifting her foot and silently letting Xiaoqing remove her protective layer.

Now Xue'er was only wearing a bra, underwear, and socks. Her panicked eyes flashed across my face, which was showing a look of fascination, before she shyly lowered her head, her hands twisting in front of her private parts, looking completely lost.

I snapped out of my daze and saw Xiaoqing had just stood up. An idea formed in my mind. I stood up too, took a step to the other side of the bed, and placed my hand on Xue'er's shoulder, saying, "Xue'er's a little nervous again. Come on, let's sit down and talk, it'll make you feel better." As I spoke, my penis inadvertently pressed lightly against Xue'er's hips.

Xiaoqing cooperated by also holding Xue'er's shoulder, and the three of us sat down together. I reached behind Xue'er's head and gently loosened the hair tie of her ponytail, letting her long hair fall loose. "Isn't this prettier? Xue'er, you should let your hair down. It's not only beautiful, but it also makes you look a few years older."

Xue'er smiled at me; I knew she was genuinely happy to receive a compliment. "

That's all for today's lesson," Xiaoqing said reluctantly, looking at us wistfully.

[The End]

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