The teacher who moans

It was frustrating; there were far more male teachers than female teachers, and young ones were even rarer. So, when the junior high school teacher walked into the classroom, everyone gasped. Ms. Wang wasn't

pretty ; she was probably around 26 years old, 1.68 meters tall, with long legs, a clean-cut face with a slightly stern air—the kind of demeanor you'd expect from a university professor. She was

slender with a small waist, making her hips appear a bit large. Of course, the most striking feature was her breasts, which were indeed quite large. I never imagined someone so thin could have such

ample breasts, and they didn't sag, unlike those unnatural and repulsive implants. Some said she had a good figure, but I didn't think so. Being thin,

having long legs, and large breasts—that doesn't mean you have a good figure. I don't think so. Does this seem a bit confusing? First impressions are often haphazard.

Ms. Wang's teaching ability was average, so I only glanced at her breasts when she was writing on the blackboard with her back to us (because they were really large, so "her breasts were visible

from behind when she turned around, I took a closer look. Several times, however, when my gaze shifted from her breasts to her eyes, I realized

she was looking at me with displeasure. At first, I didn't care, but when I suddenly remembered that she might be the reason I didn't pass my junior high school exam, I decided to restrain myself.

After a while, of course, I lost interest in looking at her.

I heard that the product teacher was a beauty; the moment she entered the classroom, she attracted dozens of eager eyes. Although I don't think she's beautiful,

it's rare to find such a beautiful teacher in an engineering university. She's 20 years old, with fair and rosy skin, a round face, bright eyes, and a very attractive small red mouth.

Her voice is gentle (unlike Ms. Wang's slightly high-pitched voice in junior high). Compared to Ms. Wang, she seems a bit plump, but much prettier, so I think she's voluptuous, even though

she only has round hips and no high breasts. In short, my first impression is that it's a shame she's a teacher; I really want to possess her.

I don't know how Ms. He's classes are, because I haven't attended any. I only overheard a few sentences and discovered that she's really knowledgeable about products. If someone married her,

it would be so much fun to go shopping with her.

During the product exam, Ms. He cut her long hair and got a trendy new hairstyle, but it lost its youthful and alluring feel. However, her white dress was quite sexy, and

because the fabric at the chest was thick, it was impossible to tell if she was wearing a bra. During the junior high school exam, I kept my head down, afraid that Ms. Wang would recognize me.

Summer vacation was approaching, and I finally failed my junior high school exam. Helpless, I could only go to Ms. Wang from junior high school to see if there was any chance of a change, but I didn't have much hope.

The teachers' dormitory at our school was in poor condition, a dilapidated two-story building that was dark and damp. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Ms. Wang's strange yet familiar gaze again. She obviously recognized

me, but I still introduced myself. Then she invited me in, and I realized that the room was small, with two beds, so it seemed that two people were sharing a room. Perhaps to keep

the room cool, the curtains were drawn and a lamp was on.

I explained my purpose and took the opportunity to sized up Ms. Wang. She still had the same expression, but she was wearing a very cool, pajamas-like cotton top and pants. This kind of

clothing didn't accentuate her long legs, but it made her hips more curvaceous and her breasts appear even fuller. Because her top and bra were light-colored, her dark nipples were faintly visible. She

wore plastic slippers, and her snow-white feet were equally slender… If Ms. Wang hadn't told me that failing junior high was irreversible, I would have almost forgotten

why .

I hadn't held out much hope for this, but I noticed that towards the end of her speech, her chest heaved violently, her breasts almost bursting out, her legs

pressed tightly together, and her voice seemed a little choked up. I felt a surge of heat in my lower body, and my penis almost became erect. I quickly got up to say goodbye to avoid making a fool of myself. Teacher Wang also stood up

at the same time , which unexpectedly brought us even closer. I looked into her eyes and saw a strange look mixed with longing. Her breasts were probably less than a centimeter away from me because

I could feel the intermittent pressure created by the air being squeezed between us. Or perhaps it was the movement of her breasts that touched my sensitive heart. The warm atmosphere that was originally in the woman's room

had turned into a strange smell. Could it be the smell of the woman in front of me?

When she looked at me angrily, I realized that my right hand had somehow ended up on her waist. She didn't scold or resist. My heart raced,

and without thinking, I quickly wrapped my arms around her waist and pressed my lips to hers. Her weak hands seemed only to express that she wasn't a promiscuous

woman and to uphold her dignity as a teacher, so she weakly pushed me away but then gripped my shoulders tightly, as if afraid of losing something. She opened her mouth, letting me

savor her smooth tongue, then sucked my saliva and tongue into her mouth. My left hand stroked her back; it wasn't just

bones as I had imagined, but a woman's softness. My right hand's movements on her buttocks changed from stroking to grasping and kneading.

She didn't speak, because she knew she could only make "hmm" and "ah" sounds now. Her breathing quickened, her heaving breasts pressing against my chest. The feeling of

holding her changed from refreshing to burning hot, a heat that reached my lower body, making my penis swell and press against her lower abdomen. I squeezed my right middle finger between her buttocks,

rubbing the outer edge of her anus forcefully. She twisted her hips in response, her lower abdomen rubbing against my penis. When I forcefully pushed her pants into her anus, she

let out a soft and her whole body trembled.

I knew I should strike while the iron was hot. My left hand, while feeling her smooth skin, smoothly removed her top, while my right hand reached into her underwear. Her smooth and

elastic buttocks made me want to grasp them all, but my hand probably couldn't even hold half of them. I could only knead and squeeze them back and forth. When I tried to move my right hand to

the front, I encountered resistance, but I was prepared. I gently blew into her ear with the mouth that had been kissing her earlobe. I felt her tremble, and she seemed to suffocate, no

longer able to resist.

I finally grasped that mysterious, tender flesh of hers—the smooth labia, the soft pubic hair, the alluring clitoris, the trembling warmth. A blissful pleasure

spread through my entire body from between my fingers. I let my fingers caress her cherished secret place, my middle finger pressing between her labia minora, using my fingers to separate the four labia majora and minora from her thighs, slowly

pressing and moving. Finally, I let my middle finger linger at the vaginal opening, gently rubbing it, while the heel of my palm caressed her clitoris. I kissed her from her neck to her chest, then slipped my tongue

into her cleavage, tasting the unknown area. My breathing was loud, but it couldn't drown out her moans of pleasure.

"...Mmm...mmm...mmm...ah...mmm..."

Her vagina was heating up, and my middle finger was getting wet. Before she could even stand, she took off my shirt. I laid her flat on the bed and

pulled off all her pants. Her wet pubic hair and vaginal fluids washed over my fingers. She closed her eyes tightly, enjoying everything that was happening now and what was about to happen. I ripped off her

last bra, and two snow-white, full breasts jumped in front of me. The large, white breasts were hemispherical and high, with small, purplish-black areolas and nipples like black dates

. It was an irresistible temptation.

I took off my outer pants, pressed my knee against her wet vagina, and continued to play with her clitoris. I freed my hands and rushed between her breasts. I buried my head in her cleavage, smelling

the scent, and licking the base of her breasts. Her tender breasts rubbed against my cheeks, and my hands trembled as I kneaded her breasts. I kissed her entire breast, and finally took my right breast into my mouth.

Her tongue teased the nipple, saliva moistening the areola. Her right hand rubbed the left one, then switched to the left, taking the hardened nipple into her mouth,

then back to the right. She sucked on the nipple, gently biting the areola, savoring these two strange things. It was because of them that I had come here.

"Mmm...ah...ah...mmm...mmm...ah...mmm...mmm..."

Teacher Wang wanted to speak, but she could only utter these two sounds. However, her hand, pulling down my underwear, expressed what she wanted to say. Her soft

hands grasped my already hard penis and pulled it towards her genitals. She must have wanted to understand my penis better. The usually strict Teacher Wang had become the

lustful body beneath me. I knew I shouldn't keep this thirsty woman waiting any longer. Before leaving her plump breasts, I bit her nipple again, pinching

the other as if trying to squeeze milk out. Perhaps I used too much force, "Ah..." she cried out in pain.

This was my first time, so I wanted to know if her private area had been trodden by anyone else. I slowly kissed from her cleavage down to her navel, the

small opening covered in my saliva. I continued kissing down to her scrotum. Perhaps I hadn't conquered her yet, because her legs were closed, something neither of us could tolerate.

I gently rubbed the upper part of her clitoris with my left index finger, feeling her tremble. My right hand started from the inside of her right thigh, stroking past her vulva to the inside of her left thigh, then

back to the right.

The smooth, moist skin filled my fingers with desire. As I increased the frequency and pressure of my stroking and kneading, her fair thighs slowly parted,

releasing a woman's scent. A gush of vaginal fluid flowed—it must be her vagina and uterus drooling with jealousy, her labia and clitoris drooling. Sparse pubic hair couldn't conceal the secret place. Parting

the slippery labia majora, I saw the rosy labia minora, and further inside, the moist vaginal opening, appearing exceptionally tender. There, I saw the mysterious hymen. A

surge of heat made my penis swell even thicker and larger.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..."

Her thirst was unbearable, and her hands reached for my penis again. But I wanted to do things my own way, so I pressed her hands down on the bed, pressed my body against her breasts,

put my tongue in my mouth for her to suck, and then sucked her tongue in to taste it. Then I moved to the side and kissed her earlobe. My glans rubbed back and forth between her clitoris and vaginal opening,

occasionally hitting her labia minora. She couldn't speak, and her hands couldn't move. She could only sob, which made her breasts and lower body vibrate. This made me even more excited. After rubbing

for a while, I stopped my glans at the vaginal opening and saw the painful expression of Teacher Wang below due to thirst. In front of me was a young virgin, a university teacher.

Extreme pride and desire made me thrust downwards with force. My glans broke through the hymen and entered the narrow, lubricated vagina. Blood stained our point of union.

"Ah..."

After a painful cry, Teacher Wang opened her eyes, tears welling up. Although I was pressing down on her 1.68-meter-tall body, she seemed incredibly petite and

endearing at that moment. So I released her hands and kissed her eyebrows and lips... As I pulled my penis upwards, she suddenly pressed her hand against my buttocks, as if afraid I would leave.

How could I leave? Leaving this woman of desire at this moment would probably be more painful than killing her. I pulled my penis upwards and then thrust it in even deeper, half of

my penis sinking in.

"Mmm..."

After a blissful moan, she wrapped her arms around my back with relief, making me press tightly against her firm breasts. I stroked her cheeks and kissed her, and she returned

my kisses. My penis, of course, couldn't stop. I slowly withdrew and then thrust deeply again. Her vagina was moist and warm, tightly enveloping my penis.

The friction between the vaginal walls and my penis during thrusting made my penis itch slightly. When I withdrew, I pushed my body upward so that the exposed part of my penis could rub against her clitoris, and

the pressure on her breasts was even stronger. Withdrawing and inserting, withdrawing and inserting again, each time my penis thrust deeper and harder.

"Mmm...mmm...ah...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...ah...ah...mmm...mmm...ah..."

Her moans encouraged me to thrust deeper into her vagina with even more force. She bent her knees and spread her legs wider so I could penetrate even deeper. With a powerful thrust,

the head of my penis hit another channel. With my 18-centimeter-long penis, I knew that was the cervix. So I thrust hard, inserting my entire penis into her vagina.

The cervix enveloped the head of my penis, and a wave of intense itching spread throughout my entire penis. Amidst

her

cries of pleasure, her forbidden territory, guarded for 26 years, welcomed its first visitor and was completely possessed by me. To relieve the itch, I began to wriggle on her vagina.

Her breasts made me feel that there was still a distance between us, so I squeezed her breasts hard, feeling the stimulation there. Her moans grew louder and louder. I

pinched her soft ribs with my hand.

"Ah..."

Another cry of pleasure escaped her lips, and she involuntarily twisted her hips, causing my penis to rotate as well. Pleasure coursed through my entire body,

reaching Her hip movements excited us both. I began to squeeze her vagina, my penis thrusting inside her, but her moans seemed to

fade. She raised her legs high, then tightly wrapped them around my waist, her arms gripping my back from behind. Her

previously narrow vagina tightened, as if she were suffocating, her body only contracting and trembling. I knew she was approaching orgasm. The tight embrace made

my penis incredibly hot; I felt myself about to ejaculate. But if I ejaculated now, her orgasm would quickly subside, which would be

unfair to the woman who had brought me to such ecstasy. So I continued to rhythmically squeeze her vagina. Although my penis moved with difficulty inside her, it continuously pushed her towards

orgasm . We remained like this for about ten minutes, until just before her orgasm subsided. With a final thrust of my lower abdomen, my penis shot out.

"Ah..."

The high-pitched scream fueled my climax, my penis thrusting repeatedly into her vagina and uterus, my semen continuously washing over my colony.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

As I ejaculated my last drop of semen, we both reached ecstasy. I lay on the bed, letting Teacher Wang lie on top of me, my penis still inside her.

We were both drenched in sweat—no, perhaps drenched in semen and vaginal fluid. I pulled off her headdress, letting her long hair fall over her shoulders. The feeling of a woman with long hair was wonderful. I

stroked her back and kneaded her buttocks through her hair. Her eyes were slightly closed, her breathing shallow, a blissful smile on her lips, quietly enjoying the final caresses. Her body

trembled , especially the beautiful, tender flesh gripping my penis, quivering against my lower abdomen as if sobbing.

This was my first woman, Teacher Wang. I would make the most of your breasts, let your tender flesh experience unprecedented stimulation, and let your

orgasms rise and rise. Teacher Wang's breathing calmed down. She opened her eyes, and the penis still inside her reminded her that this soft thing had just pierced

her hymen, rubbed against her vagina, penetrated her uterus, filled her uterine cavity, occupied her entire reproductive organs, and plucked the fruit she had cultivated for 26 years.

Thinking of her own hungry moans and excited screams, Ms. Wang buried her blushing face in my arms.

"You passed the test,"

her voice was still high-pitched, but gentle. When I thrust hard and blood splattered from her vagina, I knew I had passed. I laid her flat, pulled out my penis,

and let her vagina return to its original state so it wouldn't loosen prematurely. I stroked her breasts; they were incredibly soft from our recent encounter, and her

nipples were exceptionally tender. I couldn't resist touching those wonderful breasts.

"Ms. Wang, did it feel good?" I asked softly.

"Yes, it felt good," she replied gently.

"I want to know what a woman's body feels like during sex?"

I continued to stroke her, helping her recover. She hugged me, her face flushed.

"I felt so itchy down there, and I wanted to scratch it. When you touched my genitals, it felt like I was being electrocuted, my whole body went numb, it felt so good, and the itching stopped. I wished

you would keep touching me like that forever, but then you moved faster, touching and rubbing, and I felt so itchy inside my vagina. Before, it was just a mild itch, but inside my vagina it was

an intense itch. I wanted to find something to put in and rub to stop the itch, but you wouldn't put it in. I wanted to talk, but I couldn't say anything. When I was so itchy inside that I was about to

lose consciousness , you finally put it in. Although it hurt a lot at first, it felt so good. When you pulled up, it itched even more, and when you put it in again, it felt even better. That

must be what pleasure is, right? Later, I couldn't tell if it was itching or pleasure anymore. I just wanted to hold you tightly so that I would feel even itchier and more pleasure. When you ejaculated, you were so strong. I felt like

I was about to be split in two. You were thrusting so hard that I felt like I was going to die."

Her voice became lewd.

"Did you cry when I went in?"

"Yes, I'm not casual. I thought I'd wait until our wedding night to do this. I cherish it, and I wasn't prepared at all when you went in

. But I don't regret it. I used to think sex was great, but today I know how pleasurable it is. Being a woman is so wonderful. I wish I'd gotten to know you sooner."

She seemed even more aroused, and I really wanted to go in again right away.

"Did I look very lewd then?"

"No, you looked beautiful."

"You won't never come to me again, will you?" she said sweetly.

Never come again? How could I bear to part with such a wonderful woman?

"No, I'll come and pamper you often. Besides, I haven't said I'm leaving yet. After you recover, we'll do it again, and I'll make you feel even better." "

Then you have to pamper me well later," she said lewdly.

"What do you call this kind of thing?"

"It's called 'doing it'."

"Doing it... ah... that word sounds so lewd!" Her voice was indeed very lewd.

"I heard that people do it fast and hard, it's scary. Why don't you do it like that? But it feels so good to me."

"Fast and slow, each has its own merits. I think savoring it slowly allows us to fully experience the pleasure and reach the highest level of sex. But always going at a slow

pace it hard to enjoy, and it gets boring after a while. So the way we make love needs to be varied. We'll do something intense later and let you experience it,

okay?"

"My lower part has been yours for a long time. You can do whatever you want with it, just thrust into me as hard as you want..."

I stopped listening to her lewd words and prepared to fulfill my promise. I made her lie flat, took her hand and kissed it, sucking on her slender fingers and stroking her jade-like arms. When

my eyes fell on her vibrant breasts, I couldn't help but pounce on them, kissing, kneading, sucking, and biting. She smiled proudly, as if I had already been defeated by her jade breasts. This was

unacceptable . I left her breasts, turned her over, and thought to myself, "Later, I'll make you beg me to penetrate your vagina, and then we'll see if you're still smiling!"

My lips moved from her smooth back to her buttocks and thighs. I turned her over, grabbed her right leg and held it in my arms, rubbing my knee against her vulva

. I began to savor her jade-like legs, kneading her slender, smooth thighs, from her thighs to her calves, and then back up her thighs. I lifted her legs up and held them

tightly to my body, letting my chest and lower abdomen feel the softness and delicacy of her jade-like legs. My swollen penis touched the inside of her thighs. I kissed her thin, white feet.

The hard bones and the delicate skin on them made my desire rise. When I kissed the soles of her feet, her legs suddenly pulled back. Her smooth jade-like legs

roamed , rubbing against my penis. I held her jade-like legs tightly to prevent them from slipping away again, and then licked the soles of her feet. Her jade-like legs struggled desperately, her smooth skin rubbing against

my upper body and penis. Her clitoris also rubbed against my knees with the twisting of her body.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

Her breasts swayed powerfully, and fluid flowed from her vagina.

"It itches...it itches...no...no...um...don't do it...um...um...ah...faster...faster...put it in...um...

ah...it itches..."

Whether it was her feet or her vagina that itched, she had succumbed to my power. I spread her legs and thrust in forcefully.

"Ah..."

A cry of unparalleled pleasure escaped her lips, encouraging me to go deeper. I was now an expert, and I grabbed her knees and spread them

apart against her chest, thrusting deeper and harder into her vagina with each stroke. The fluid flowing from there wet our thighs, and her snow-white breasts bounced

up and down .

"Ah...ah...ah...um...um...um...ah um...ah...um..."

The space inside her vagina was getting smaller and smaller, and she was beginning to climax, but I wanted to take her to an even higher level. I turned her over so she was lying on her side, and pushed

one of her legs towards her chest. My penis kept rubbing against the inner walls of her vagina, and the glans was thrusting into her cervix. Her excited body was being pushed back and forth on the bed.

"Ah...ah...ah...um ah...ah...ah ah..."

She climaxed again, and I turned her over again, my penis rotating inside her vagina.

"Ah...um...um...ah...ah..."

I made her kneel in front of me with her back to me, grabbed her arms and pulled them back, so that her upper body was suspended in the air, so that I could thrust harder. I used my legs to spread her

legs wider, and her smooth buttocks on my lower abdomen aroused my fighting spirit. I thrust forward and pounded into her vagina.

"Mmm...mmm...ah...mmm ah..."

Her moans lingered in my ears, and she couldn't help but writhe her hips in front of me, her long hair swaying back and forth with each powerful thrust. Her hot, tight vagina brought

us both to orgasm. I pressed her down on the bed, making her buttocks stick out even higher. I lay on top of her, my hands reaching forward to tightly grasp her breasts.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..."

With screams, I thrust into her cervix, pouring hot fluid over her body. We embraced tightly, savoring the pleasure we had just experienced, our trembling, wet bodies...

It was delightful. Suddenly, the sound of the door opening startled us from the lingering warmth. Only then did I realize that it was already evening. It was Ms. He, the saleswoman, who came in.

She was taken aback when she saw us, but quickly smiled calmly at Ms. Wang. Ms. Wang, seeing her like this, naturally greeted her in return. My heartbeat returned to

normal and I greeted Ms. He with ease.

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