Female teacher at the art college

My name is Lin Xueqing, and I'm 27 years old.

Five years ago, after graduating from the X City Art Academy, I stayed on as a teacher.

My main subject is dance, but because of my impressive 1.78-meter height, I sometimes do modeling work both on and off campus.

Although I'm not a professional model, years of stage art training have instilled in me an artistic temperament and confidence that allows me to perform with ease in various situations.

Three years ago, I married a foreign language teacher at the same school, and we haven't had any children yet.

My husband's surname is Zhang, and his name is Zhang Xinmu; he's two years older than me.

The art academy is a place with a strong academic atmosphere. Due to the nature of art, there are often various thoughts and events on campus that differ from those of ordinary people.

Therefore, our lives at the art school are somewhat different from those outside.

However, in this increasingly diverse world, these differences are quite normal.

Therefore, I'm generally satisfied with my life.

One summer weekend afternoon, around six o'clock, I was lounging alone on the sofa at home.

The TV program was incredibly boring, utterly dull.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

I opened the door and saw it was Liu Laosi, the tailor who ran the shop on the street behind the art academy.

There were two other people, Zhang Tiegan and Hu Qiuqiu, both Liu Laosi's friends.

I often went to Liu Laosi's tailor shop to have clothes made for performances, so I was quite familiar with them.

Especially Liu Laosi; despite his ordinary appearance and somewhat eccentric demeanor, his tailoring skills were absolutely first-rate.

All the female teachers at our art academy liked to have their clothes made by him.

I've had countless dealings with him, so much so that every time I get my clothes made at his place, he'd casually touch certain parts of my body, making suggestive advances, taking advantage of me, or telling lewd jokes and indulging in fantasies with Zhang Tiegan, Hu Qiuqiu, and others.

I didn't hold it against them.

What era are we living in? Who doesn't understand these things? Besides, I know my limits, and they wouldn't dare to overstep their bounds.

Moreover, almost all the young female teachers from our art academy who get their clothes made there have received this kind of "treatment."

But today was the first time Liu Laosi and his group had come to my house, which I found quite strange.

After inviting them in, I asked them what they wanted.

Liu Laosi didn't answer me directly. He glanced at my living room, then at me, and said, "Teacher Lin, you're dressed really sexily today!"

His words startled me.

I then noticed that I was wearing a thin beige t-shirt that just reached my navel, and white skinny jeans, also very thin, through which my thong was clearly visible.

The thong had a small deep V-neck in the front and a drawstring in the back, with only a small triangle where it met the waistband.

The thong was light gray and quite visible from the outside.

I hadn't expected these guys to notice my thong as soon as they came in.

But I quickly regained my composure.

I'm a very outgoing person and don't mind showing my sexy side. I often dress like this in various situations, and Liu Laosi and the others have seen my sexy outfits many times without any problems.

I know they wouldn't dare to have any improper thoughts here.

I said to them, "You didn't come all this way just to say I'm sexy, did you? But don't even think about taking advantage of me!"

Hu Qiuqiu said with a big smile, "No way! No way! How could we dare to do that! We just wanted to come over and have a look around since we had nothing else to do!"

Zhang Tiegan chimed in, "Isn't your teacher Zhang home?"

I smiled and said, "He's away on a business trip. I think you guys knew all along, otherwise would you have dared to come here? You were pretty good at spotting me! Hey, Liu Laosi, you're so free today?"

Liu Laosi grinned sheepishly, "I don't have much work today, so I'm taking a break. Otherwise, what's the point of life?"

I made them some tea, and we all sat in the living room chatting.

As I moved around making tea, I could clearly feel their gazes fixed on my lower abdomen, the thong showing through my buttocks, and my breasts.

Since I wasn't planning on going out, I wasn't wearing a bra.

Under certain lighting conditions, they could definitely see my erect breasts through the thin thong.

I ignored them, and they didn't go any further.

After we chatted for a while, Liu Laosi suddenly stammered and asked me, "Teacher Lin, I heard that many female teachers at your art academy have taken nude photos, and you took some too, is that right?"

I replied, "What? Who told you that?"

Liu Laosi chuckled again, "Don't deny it, didn't you say we're really good at investigations? I found out long ago! I know who took the photos with whom!"

Then he named several female teachers from our school.

These guys are really something, they're absolutely right! I said to them, "So what if we took pictures? It's art. Don't you dare think of anything inappropriate!"

Hu Qiuqiu chuckled dryly a few times and said, "Teacher Lin, what kind of people do you take us for! We know it's art, and we didn't think of anything inappropriate. We were just asking. Also, Teacher Lin, can we see your human body art?"

I laughed again, "Go away! What do you know about art?

You're obviously just looking for a feast for the eyes!" "Just let us see! Your bodies are so beautiful, you should show them to others more often."

Seeing that I disagreed, the three of them actually started to beg me shamelessly, while constantly praising me.

At first, I ignored them.

They kept pleading.

After a while, I got a little impatient and said, "Look at you grown men, behaving like this! Fine, fine! I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you have a look! But I'm warning you beforehand! You can only look here, and behave yourselves while you look. Don't have any improper thoughts, and don't go around telling everyone after you're done!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

The three guys were overjoyed and could barely speak.

The nude art photos that Er Liu Lao Si and the others were talking about were taken at our art academy a while ago.

At the time, the art academy's leaders approached us young female teachers and students, saying that the art department lacked nude photographs for teaching purposes. The models they hired from outside the school were of mediocre figures, failing to achieve good teaching results. Therefore, they wanted to invite us, a few female teachers and students with good figures, to contribute to the academy.

Initially, we all disagreed, but the academy leaders kept persuading us and promised a substantial subsidy to everyone who took the photos.

We thought about it and felt the conditions were acceptable, it was for art, and it would only circulate within a small circle, so we agreed.

I am very satisfied with my body; I have big eyes, a high nose, and slightly thin lips that exude a cool and alluring charm.

Although my body is slender, my breasts are firm and of a suitable size.

I have a pair of long, slender legs, without an ounce of excess fat, strong and straight, which is what I'm most proud of.

I really wanted to capture the beauty of my body at its peak, to keep it as a precious memento.

Four teachers and three students participated in the photoshoot, each taking hundreds of pictures. The college selected the best hundreds to create a teaching material, then bound all the photos into a booklet and distributed it to everyone who participated. Those who participated included myself, Zhou Xiaolin (dance department), Mo Hui (acting department), Luo Mingjuan (acting department

) dance department student union president), Chen Xue (dance department student union leader), and Liu Miaojin (acting department student union leader). All

seven of us are renowned beauties in the art college.

Normally, Liu Laosi and others wouldn't even blink when they saw us, but now that they could see our nude photos, they were all incredibly eager.

When I went to the room to get the photo album, Zhang Tiegan asked, "Teacher Lin, did you really take these photos completely naked?"

I laughed and scolded him, "What's your rush? You'll see everything once you see it!"

Liu Laosi also said, "You're really stupid, Tiegan. How can it be called nude art if you're not naked?"

As soon as I took out the photo album, they immediately surrounded me.

Seeing the nude pictures of several beauties from our art school in the album, they could only swallow their saliva.

Displaying my beautiful body in front of others made me a little embarrassed.

To ease the atmosphere, I forced a smile and asked them, "How is it? Pretty, right? Whose body is the most beautiful?"

"Of course, it's Teacher Lin's! This is real art!"

Liu Laosi replied.

"You're just being glib! You know about art? Then let me ask you, what's so beautiful about my body?"

"First of all, your body is smooth, white, and well-proportioned, every curve is just right. The most beautiful thing is your legs, straight and long."

Liu Laosi, after all, was somewhat cultured, and he spoke quite well.

Zhang Tiegan, on the other hand, was a roughneck. He said, "I think Teacher Lin's breasts are beautiful, not too big or too small, round and firm. And the hair between Teacher Lin's legs is particularly mysterious and alluring."

I was almost speechless by his words, my face flushed red.

Fortunately, Hu Qiuqiu suddenly asked, "Teacher Lin, you and Teacher Mo Hui are both married. Aren't you afraid your husbands will object to taking these photos?"

I took the opportunity to calm myself down and replied, "Of course we asked our husbands for their opinions. They are both people who understand art and won't object to us."

Indeed, my husband never interferes with me, just as I rarely interfere with him.

Hu Qiuqiu asked again, "Who took these photos?"

I told him, "It was Professor Wang, the bearded professor from the art department." Zhang

Tiegan chimed in, "Your husbands are so open-minded, and you two are so uninhibited, daring to take your clothes off for others to photograph. Professor Wang is really having a feast for the eyes!"

I laughed and scolded him again, "What are you thinking now? Professor Wang isn't as lecherous as you guys. We did this for art! Besides, aren't you having a feast for the eyes too?"

Actually, we didn't just take photos completely naked.

Because the photos were taken for student sketching, they required showcasing various human postures, and each posture had to be photographed from eight different parts of the body. So, during the shoot, the seven of us models took turns posing in various positions, including standing, sitting, squatting, kneeling, lying down, prone, and handstands, while Teacher Wang photographed us from different angles.

Under these circumstances, many of our photos captured our private parts.

Sure enough, they found these photos.

The first one they saw was mine. In that set of photos, I was kneeling, elbows on the ground, hands supporting my chin, back leaning upwards, creating a beautiful human figure with my high-raised buttocks.

From the front, my beautiful back, full buttocks, and radiant smile filled the entire photo with perfect artistic flair.

Moreover, Teacher Wang is an excellent photographer; the photo is very clear, and the lighting is excellent.

I'm very satisfied with this photo.

However, Teacher Wang took eight photos of this pose in total, including the best-looking front view, as well as side views, side-rear views, and direct rear views.

What surprised Liu Laosi and the others was the photo from directly behind. Because I was kneeling, my upper body was bent forward, and my buttocks were raised high, so from directly behind, my labia and anus, sandwiched between my long, smooth thighs, were completely exposed.

My labia are hairless, and under the light, they appeared full, smooth, and slightly brownish.

When they saw this photo, they were so astonished they couldn't close their mouths.

Although I was somewhat prepared when I showed them the photo album, seeing three men staring intently at the photos of my genitals and anus still stirred a strange feeling within me. I even felt a surge of urge from the depths of my being—I was actually showing my most private parts to a few vulgar men! And at that moment, the parts I was showing in the photos were right below my crotch, held together by a small, tight thong, and they seemed to be anticipating something! My face was burning hot; I'm sure it was incredibly red!

Liu Laosi and the others were stunned for a long time before they could speak: "Wow! Teacher Lin actually let Wang Dahuzi take pictures like this!"

"Teacher Lin, your pussy is so smooth! Smoother than your butt and thighs!"

"Teacher Lin's anus is the most beautiful, round, like a chrysanthemum!"

...Hearing several men commenting on my private parts in front of me, my face turned even redder. I quickly scolded them: "You're so bad, you see it and you still have to say it, hurry up and turn the page."

Liu Laosi looked at me with a wicked smile and said: "Teacher Lin, I never dreamed I could see your pussy and anus!"

Then they looked for a while longer before reluctantly turning to the next page.

But the next page was also mine. In that set of photos, I stood with my legs straight, bent over deeply, and hugged my calves with both hands.

This is a common dance move, and it looks even better when I'm naked.

But some of the photos in this set were taken from behind, which also completely exposed my private parts.

Liu Laosi and his two friends stared at the photos for a while.

I also felt a surge of heat, and my face turned bright red.

This time, Liu Laosi and his friends simply looked at the photos that exposed my genitals and anus.

There were many of these photos; every model who participated in the shoot had one.

So the three lecherous men looked at them and commented on our respective parts.

"Teacher Lin's pussy is the best, so smooth and shiny."

"I like Zhou Xiaolin, Luo Mingjuan, Xiao Lili, and Chen Xue's pussy, lots of hair, so sexy. But Teacher Lin's asshole is the prettiest!"

"It's better if the labia are hairless, look at Teacher Lin's labia, they look so tender!"

...I blushed as I watched them look at the pictures, my impulse making me lose control.

After they finished looking, I actually said to them, "Isn't it beautiful? They even recorded the scene when they took the pictures!

Do you want to see it?"

As soon as I said it, I regretted it, but Liu Laosi and the other two were already very excited, and I couldn't stop them from seeing it.

Helpless, I had to take out the disc made from the scene of the photoshoot and put it into the DVD player.

The scene reappeared on the TV screen: in the photography studio, several boys were gathered around, being asked by their teacher, Mr. Wang, to adjust the lighting.

The college's fat and lecherous Director Jin was also there; ostensibly there to provide guidance, but as a fashion designer, he knew nothing about photography and was clearly there to take advantage.

"Wow! So many men were watching you take photos? Even that fat Jin was there, he's so happy!"

Zhang Tiegan exclaimed. The seven of us female models

stood naked under the intense

lights, taking turns posing as Mr. Wang instructed.

The footage then showed me striking that kneeling pose.

On screen, Teacher Wang told me to kneel properly and raised my buttocks as high as possible.

The camera was directly behind me, clearly capturing my genitals and anus.

Because my buttocks were positioned somewhat unsatisfactorily, Teacher Wang personally came up to correct me.

At this moment, Director Jin stepped forward first, pressing one hand on my back and the other on my buttocks, helping me lift them.

On the screen, you could see Director Jin's hand was positioned perfectly; his fingers were already on my labia near the opening of my vagina.

I then recalled that I clearly felt Director Jin's hand touching my genitals, and I felt quite ashamed at the time.

Being naked in front of so many students was already making me uncomfortable, and posing like that while being photographed from behind made it even more embarrassing. What's worse, being touched like that by Director Kim, known for his lecherousness, in front of so many people! Although he touched all the female models at the time,

I remember feeling a burning desire, but also a strange sense of excitement.

This excitement arose when I entered the studio and started undressing in front of everyone, reached its peak when I posed with my hips raised, and reached a climax when Director Kim touched my sensitive areas! This excitement resurfaced repeatedly during the subsequent shoots with each touch from Director Kim.

Today was no different. When I opened the door, Liu Laosi and the other two stared at my clearly visible panties and said I was sexy, which excited me a little. Then, when they saw my full-frontal nude photos in the album, that excitement intensified. Then, when they flipped to my photos showing my genitals, their excitement became very strong, and now it has reached its climax.

I can't believe I'm so excited in this situation! It scares me a little! The person with the digital camera is a male student. When he was taking pictures of my genitals, he zoomed in very close, so my pubic hair, labia, vaginal opening, and anus were displayed more clearly on the 34-inch TV screen than in the photos. You could even see Director Jin's hand deliberately sliding on my labia.

Liu Lao Si and his friends were dumbfounded. These three lecherous guys, who usually stared at my tall, alluring figure with lustful eyes, had not only seen my naked body today, but they'd even seen my most private parts! I sat beside them, my face flushed and hot, a wave of tingling sensation washing over me, my breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

My legs were tightly pressed against my hands, feeling the straps of my thong constricting my lower body.

I figured it was already a little wet! Finally, when the disc finished playing, I took a deep breath, trying to pull myself out of that state of both shame and excitement.

That was very dangerous.

Although I generously let these three see everything clearly today, I knew very well that things had to stop there, and I absolutely couldn't get involved with them! I was still somewhat sober.

It was already nine o'clock at night.

I said to Liu Laosi and the others, "Alright, you've seen it all, did you enjoy it?"

They quickly replied, "We really enjoyed it. It was truly an eye-opener!"

"Since you've enjoyed it, you've achieved your purpose for this trip. It's getting late, you should go back!"

Liu Laosi and the others didn't answer me directly, but stared intently at me under the light, saying, "I never imagined Teacher Lin would look so good naked! Look at your figure, whoever is lucky enough to sleep with you would be incredibly happy!"

I understood the implication in their words, but I ignored them.

I said bluntly, "That's impossible! Don't try to push your luck! Okay, I'm tired and need to rest. You can leave!"

My tone was already tinged with anger. Liu Laosi and the others quickly said, "No, no, Teacher Lin, you misunderstood. We didn't mean that."

Before they could finish, I told them, "Fine, whatever you mean, you should leave!"

Liu Laosi wanted to say something, but seeing my expression, he didn't dare to speak.

They left my room dejectedly.

As I closed the door, I clearly saw that each of them had a bulge in their crotch.

After seeing Liu Laosi and the others off, I packed my things, took a shower, and then went to the balcony in my pajamas.

The evening breeze woke me up completely.

I thought about what had happened that day. I did

n't Maybe they really did see art in them? Although I felt a strange embarrassment when they saw my body and genitals, the excitement I felt at the same time was also something I savored.

Somehow, I actually started to enjoy displaying my body to men's lustful eyes.

The more I showed those private parts, the more excited I became! Oh my god, am I an exhibitionist? This time, taking nude photos was something I was the first to agree to.

I've participated in many costume shows before, and I've felt excited when performing in sexy and revealing outfits.

My God, no way? Thinking about how Liu Laosi and the others had been staring at my private parts, I felt a surge of excitement! Even sexual urges! But my husband was away on a business trip, and I was destined to be lonely tonight.

Gazing at the boundless darkness, I could only feel the tightness of my sensitive areas under my pajamas... Freud's ideas... An autumn breeze quietly rose, but the city remained so hot, and life continued in the sweltering heat of summer.

In the morning, I was instructing students in the practice room for my dance class.

I was wearing a swimsuit-style high-slit leotard, without stockings, my two long, slender, white legs exposed.

I oppose wearing long pants or stockings during practice because they prevent us from seeing the changes in leg muscle definition during movements.

My practice clothes are white, very thin, and slightly transparent.

I don't wear a bra, and my firm, full breasts can be vaguely seen through the clothes.

For my lower body, I wear a small, white, deep-V thong; only the hem and ties are visible from the outside.

The fabric is semi-transparent sheer, and even through the practice clothes, a dark patch in the groin area is faintly visible from the front.

I always dress quite sexily for practice.

I encourage everyone not to dress too conservatively; beauty is not afraid of exposure, and should be bravely displayed. Only those with physical defects resort to clothing to conceal themselves.

I also tell my students: Beautiful women must conquer life, first and foremost, conquer the gaze of others! My students are deeply influenced by me.

The girls were all wearing light-colored, semi-transparent, high-slit leotards, each one more alluring than the last, many revealing their genitals.

Many girls, like me, weren't wearing bras; youth blossomed there.

The boys were the same; their leotards were tight and thin, their underwear also small, some even wearing thongs.

The tight leotards accentuated their masculinity.

Men of this age are full of vitality and desire, especially surrounded by so many sexy female bodies.

With a boy's help, I demonstrated a pose: I nestled in front of him, my back to him, my left leg bent and spread wide, my arms raised high.

The boy stood close behind me, his right arm around my waist. His left hand, as I instructed, traced a path from my open left knee along the inside of my thigh, down to my groin, then to my lower abdomen, my stomach, my chest, my left arm, and finally to my fingertips.

This is a small section of a Western dance, strongly suggestive of love.

This part is crucial to the entire dance, but because the boy's hand touched sensitive areas, many dancers seemed hesitant and couldn't quite execute it correctly, failing to capture the essence of the dance.

Therefore, I had to demonstrate for everyone again and again with this boy who had a better grasp of the concept.

In the pose, my head rested back on the boy's shoulder.

During the demonstration, I could clearly feel the boy's breathing change with the movement of his hand over my body: the closer his hand got to the base of my thigh, the more rapid his breathing became. This rapid breathing reached its peak when his fingers reached my full, swollen triangle area, faintly darkened under my leotard.

After his hand moved away, his breathing subsided somewhat, but when his hand touched my high breasts, especially my prominent nipples, his breathing became rapid again... His lower body also changed. This boy was about 1.78 meters tall, and his penis appeared very robust. In front of our sexy poses as female teachers and students, his penis was fully erect, bulging high on his lower abdomen.

Even through the leotard, others could imagine its size.

As I leaned against the boy, my buttocks pressed against his lower abdomen, I could clearly feel the firmness and thickness of his erection.

I could also feel his penis throbbing against my buttocks, as if it were about to burst out of the leotard that could barely support it—a young man in his early twenties, capable of a powerful ejaculation at any moment! The boy held me tightly around the waist, the music soothing and gentle, his hand sliding down to my swollen triangle area again… “Teacher Lin, Director Jin is looking for you outside!”

A student’s voice interrupted our practice.

I immediately snapped out of my dance reverie.

The boy then released me.

“Ah! Where is Director Jin?”

“In the break room outside.”

“Okay! Thank you!”

Director Jin sat in the break room outside the practice room.

As soon as I entered, the bright light in the lounge immediately revealed every detail of my body.

The portly Director Jin sat there, smiling broadly as he looked me over.

I imagine that, with the help of the light, his gaze must have penetrated my semi-transparent practice clothes, seeing my areolas and the faintly visible dark triangle area.

What are you looking at? Didn't you see everything when we took nude photos last time? I thought to myself, facing Director Jin's gaze.

"Hmm, Teacher Lin always manages to create a visual impact!"

Director Jin suddenly said.

"You flatter me, Director!"

I wondered if Director Jin had any other meaning.

"However! However! With such a beautiful face, such a wonderful figure, such a noble temperament, and such sexy attire, Professor Lin, I truly regret not studying harder back then. Now I can't even find the right words to describe how I feel when I see you!"

Director Jin stood up, circling me as he spoke.

He was carefully examining every part of my body.

"Director Jin is quite the smooth talker; I think even a god would be fooled by you!"

Director Jin was known for his glib tongue in the academy, and I wasn't going to believe him so easily.

However, while he was looking at me, I still subtly struck an elegant pose, fully showcasing myself to Director Jin.

Although Director Jin is a very lecherous man, for some reason, I didn't feel any aversion or discomfort in his presence, even dressed so revealingly for him to see.

"Look at what you're saying, how could I dare lie to you? Everything I said is true,"

Director Jin said.

I shifted my position and said to him, "Oh dear! Whether it's true or not, Director Jin didn't come to see me today just to say a few nice words, did he?"

Director Jin replied in an exaggerated tone, "Oh! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I was so stunned by your beauty that I forgot my business and forgot to ask Professor Lin to sit down. Professor Lin, please sit down, please sit down, let's sit down and talk."

After we sat down, Director Jin told me that he was going to hold a conceptual clothing launch event in the city soon, where he would showcase some conceptual clothing designs based on his observations and reflections on the development of fashion trends.

He wanted me to be his model.

I said to him, "There are so many modeling agencies in City X, are you worried about not finding good models?"

Director Jin said, "I've already contacted the models. But I need a closing model."

"A closing model? Director Jin, you're really something! How could I possibly be the closing model?"

"Teacher Lin, don't be modest, you're the most suitable candidate."

Seeing my puzzled look, Director Jin continued, "The fashion show I'm holding this time is called 'Freud's Ideas,' focusing on sexy clothing and lingerie. With Teacher Lin's artistic temperament, stage presence, and understanding of sexiness, she's the perfect closing model for this show."

"Freud's Ideas? Sexy clothing? What a strange thing!"

Hearing Director Jin's introduction, I found it quite interesting.

I often encounter sexy outfits at fashion shows, but I've never seen one inspired by Freud's ideas.

It seems the fashions at this launch event truly have a unique sexiness, given the psychologist's influence.

Seeing my silence, Director Jin assumed I was hesitating and quickly urged me, "Teacher Lin, what are you hesitating for? This launch's sexiness suits you best. Actually, you're very into sexiness; you've always dressed very sexily, including today. Why not showcase what you pursue in an artistic form? And I'll give you a generous reward." I smiled and said, "Okay, since you're the patron..." "Since you think so highly of me, I'll agree."

Director Jin was overjoyed. After telling me the performance and rehearsal schedule, he added, "Teacher Lin, you look even better in this outfit than when you're naked—sexy and elegant."

I jokingly scolded him, "You only remember this? You took advantage of me back then, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

Director Jin chuckled a few times, said he had other things to do, and left.

That night, before going to bed, I told my husband, Zhang Xinmu, about it.

He simply grunted in response.

This was expected.

Since our marriage, we've maintained our individual freedoms and rarely interfered in each other's affairs—a significant advantage for artists, I think.

But whenever I wanted to do something, I'd still symbolically tell him.

As I lay in bed preparing to turn off the light and go to sleep, Zhang Xinmu, lying next to me, suddenly rolled over, grabbed my hand as I reached to turn off the light, pinned me beneath him, and began undressing me.

I knew what he was up to.

Three years into our marriage, he'd become increasingly impatient with sex.

Now, he rarely engages in the lengthy caresses and teasing we had during our honeymoon, and there's hardly any verbal communication.

Often, he just comes on suddenly, regardless of what I'm thinking or doing.

After undressing me, he quickly grabbed my breasts a few times before entering me.

Because of the dryness in my vagina, I felt a slight pain when he entered me.

But I still longed for his penetration.

His tall, strong frame and thick, firm penis immediately gave me a strong feeling of fullness, and I quickly became wet.

Lately, he'd been frequently away, reducing our opportunities to share a bed.

I'd been feeling parched for a while.

This time, I hoped for a full and satisfying experience.

Zhang Xinmu's thick penis thrust violently in and out of my vagina, sending waves of tingling pleasure through me that quickly spread throughout my body.

I lay beneath him, my breathing becoming increasingly labored.

I spread my long legs and wrapped them around his body, a position that helped his penis penetrate deeper into my already overflowing vagina.

But the usual problems persisted.

First, Zhang Xinmu never allowed me to shout or even moan during sex, so today I had to endure it, which both distracted me and made me feel oppressed.

Second, he rarely considered my feelings during sex; the rhythm was very discordant. Just when I was starting to feel something, he would suddenly feel tired and relax, which disappointed me. Or, when I was concentrating on experiencing it, he would suddenly stop and flip me over like a chef flipping a fish in a pan to use the next position he wanted.

I hadn't had an orgasm with him in a long time.

Every time, just as I start to feel something, he loses his strength for some reason. This feeling of starting a race only to have it abruptly stop makes me very uncomfortable.

Today was especially so.

Usually, I can still feel something a few times with him, but today he only moved inside me for three or four minutes before letting out a soft "hmm" and going limp.

I think he probably did it on purpose.

Lately, I don't know what he's been busy with; he does everything in a rush, wanting to finish everything at once, without any patience.

I wanted to talk to him about it, but he just turned over, quickly wiped his penis, and fell asleep.

I gently nudged him, and he just said, "I'm pretty tired, go to sleep!"

The four-piece clothing launch event was held as scheduled.

Although Director Jin has a bad reputation in the academy due to his womanizing ways, he is extremely talented in fashion design, possessing a strong imagination and expressive ability. He can always express his thoughts and ideas with just a few pieces of fabric and a few lines.

The clothing showcased in "Freud's Conception" is indeed uniquely sexy, with tulle and lace making extensive use in this fashion show.

Director Jin also personally designed the runway, lighting, and music.

Against a dreamlike backdrop composed of flickering lights and music, models wearing various garments made of tulle moved across the runway.

The entire launch event was filled with an ethereal and dreamlike atmosphere, much like Freud's enigmatic and profound thoughts, and like the questions he pondered throughout his life: dreams and sex.

As the last to appear, I felt somewhat uncomfortable.

This discomfort stemmed from the outfit I was about to demonstrate.

Strictly speaking, it wasn't an outfit at all! My upper body was completely bare, except for a thin ribbon around my neck.

The ends of the ribbon reached my chest, seemingly just covering my nipples.

However, this ribbon was very narrow, almost transparent, and incredibly light, fluttering in the wind with every movement.

So, in reality, it was as if my upper body was completely naked; my firm, shapely breasts were almost entirely exposed to others.

My pants were also extremely small.

They were a drawstring thong, the piece of fabric used to cover my private parts was less than half a palm's size, barely enough to cover my swollen pubic area (I had to trim a lot of protruding pubic hair before the performance).

The front of this shield-shaped fabric just reached a little above my pubic area, connected to the waist tie by three very thin, transparent straps.

The back of the fabric just covered my vaginal opening, and then another very thin, transparent strap crossed my buttocks before connecting to the waist tie.

The waist tie was also very thin and transparent; from a distance, these straps were practically invisible, making me look like someone who was merely covering my pubic area with a piece of paper.

During the pre-performance rehearsal, after seeing the outfit I was to wear, I felt a pang of regret.

I said to Director Jin, "Is this even an outfit? You might as well have me go on stage naked!"

Director Jin chuckled and said, "That's what you call sexy! Teacher Lin isn't that conservative, is she? Besides, this is a costume launch, Teacher Lin shouldn't have too many concerns!"

Even so, wearing this outfit did give me a strange feeling.

I went on stage in it.

As soon as I reached the front, the stage lights suddenly became incredibly bright, illuminating my almost naked body as white as snow.

My long legs, high breasts, rounded buttocks, and mysterious lower abdomen were displayed without reservation before the audience! Thinking about this, I suddenly felt that inexplicable urge again.

The audience, already stunned by the continuous stream of sexy performances, became agitated again upon seeing me, and then flashes of light went off in rapid succession.

Take pictures! My mind was complicated on stage.

Although I had taken many photos completely naked before, that was in a relatively closed environment.

Now it was different. Now, there were countless reporters and cameras in the audience, and through them, I felt like I was naked in front of the whole world! In previous fashion shows, I had also worn some sexy outfits on the runway, but those were limited to some transparent clothing. Although others could see my breasts, there was always a layer of clothing on the outside, so I always felt somewhat at ease.

I've attended lingerie launches before, appearing on the runway in thongs, but those thongs were much bigger than this one. I could wear a smaller thong underneath, the kind models often wear, to prevent any wardrobe malfunctions.

This time, it's impossible. These thongs are so small, I can't add anything underneath.

I feel like a symbolically naked person on stage, merely covering my private parts, letting all eyes and cameras scan my entire body.

Finally, designer Director Kim came on stage. Amid applause and flashing lights, he bowed a few times to the audience with a smug look on his face, then suddenly walked up to me, put an arm around my waist, and waved to the audience with a grin.

The abrupt movement made me a little awkward, but I quickly regained my composure.

This was a stage, a performance; I couldn't ruin the entire event over something small, especially since it was the final part.

As a model who frequently performs, I had that much professionalism. With

Director Jin's arm around me, I took the opportunity to sway my hips, flashing a charming smile.

The lights flashed again… Director Jin's fashion show was a huge success; "Freud's Conception" made him a household name in the fashion world.

And as promised, I received a very substantial fee.

Of course, life went on as usual.

With my qualifications, I had every opportunity to become famous.

But I don't like that kind of life under the spotlight; it makes you lose a lot of the real things.

Every move you make can bring you trouble, and thinking about that, I can't help but like my life at the art academy now.

Peaceful and carefree.

Of course, there are also some small disappointments in life.

But no one's life is perfect.

On the campus path, Director Jin suddenly appeared and stopped me as I was heading home.

"Teacher Lin, thank you for your help. My fashion show was a great success,"

Director Jin said to me.

"How many times have you said that? You're not going to say it every time you see me in the future, are you?"

I said with a smile.

"No! No! I'm just grateful to you."

"No need for that, is there? You're the designer, the success is yours. Besides, there were so many models at the launch, I was just one of them."

"But you were the most important one! Everyone in the industry said your appearance was the highlight of the entire launch, and you were the model who best embodied the essence of my design."

I said to him, not amused, "What bullshit essence? Isn't it just about wearing as little as possible? I was practically naked! I was afraid people would say I was being lewd."

"No, no, that's called sexy! And a kind of sexy that only you can interpret."

"Alright, alright, whatever you call it, I don't have time to chat with you, I'm going home."

I said impatiently.

Director Jin stopped me again, saying, "Hey, wait a minute, I haven't told you the most important thing yet."

I stopped, and Director Jin told me that he planned to write an article about the design concepts of the clothing showcased at the press conference and publish it in a prestigious foreign magazine.

However, he needed some photos to accompany the article and wanted me to take a few for him.

"So many cameras took so many photos at the press conference, why do you need more?"

I asked him.

"I've seen them, and the photos taken at the press conference all have some flaws. I think the effect isn't good enough. I'd like to ask you to be the model and take a few more good ones,"

Director Jin replied.

"I think you're the best model! This is going to be published in an internationally authoritative magazine! Please help me one more time!"

Seeing that I didn't speak, Director Jin went on and on, pleading, begging, and flattering me.

After listening to his rounds of persuasion, I agreed. This guy was particularly persistent, and I was actually a little afraid of him.

After agreeing on the time and place for the photoshoot, Director Jin left with a grin, and I went home on my own.

I slept in on Saturday. I practiced martial arts every day, which was quite tiring. I usually didn't dare to relax, so I could only steal a few moments of laziness every now and then, treating it as a small rest.

Zhang Xinmu got up very early and disappeared somewhere. I vaguely remembered that he told me early in the morning that he had something to do and wouldn't be coming home today.

Last night was another rushed encounter. I barely felt anything before Zhang Xinmu finished and turned over to sleep, leaving me incredibly annoyed.

After rolling around in bed a few more times, I looked at the clock and realized it was already past ten! I remembered I was supposed to be a model for Director Jin today, and I almost missed it.

I rushed to Director Jin's house after getting up, where he was already prepared.

His house is very large, and his wife works in another city, so he has many empty rooms.

Today, Director Jin had prepared one of the rooms as a photography studio, waiting for me.

While waiting for me, Director Jin was probably looking through the nude photo album we took for the college last time, because when I entered the studio, I saw that the album was open and lying face down on a table, next to a chair.

Seeing me staring at the photo album, Director Jin immediately explained, "Oh, just taking a look, hoping to learn some photography techniques."

Only then did I realize that Director Jin was going to take the photos himself today.

"You? Are you sure your photography skills are up to par?"

I didn't recall ever seeing Director Jin with a camera before, so I was skeptical.

"Don't worry about that. I'll make sure you look your best in the photos. Have a seat, I'll get you a cup of coffee."

With that, Director Jin swayed his obese body and left the photography studio.

I sat down in the chair, casually picked up the album of nude photos lying on the table, and glanced at it.

My face flushed, and my heart raced.

It turned out that before I arrived, Director Jin had just turned to the photo album where I had my buttocks raised high, exposing my entire private area.

Also, I noticed this page was flipped through very often; that lecherous fat man, Kim, must look at it frequently! The shoot began.

I took off my outer clothes in a dressing room set up in a corner of the studio, put on the outfit from "Freud's Conception," and posed in various ways in front of Kim's camera.

Kim seems to have some skill in photography; he handled the camera quite well.

He shot from many angles, especially focusing on shots from behind.

He said: "The back is an important part of my clothing."

Clearly, domestic fashion photographers are all idiots who only know how to shoot from the front, and Director Kim is very dissatisfied with this.

This time, the outfits being shot are all very sexy—thin, sheer, and small.

In many photos, I showed off my firm breasts, or my lower abdomen covered by a tight pair of panties.

Director Jin's gaze was lecherous, making me feel like a lamb being watched by a hungry wolf.

But it didn't matter; he had already seen everything about me when he took nude photos for the college last time.

Later, I stopped going into the dressing room when changing clothes and simply changed in front of Director Jin.

Let him see to his heart's content! Being beautiful isn't my fault! Director Jin said, "We've taken the last set."

I took off the clothes from the previous shoot, stood shirtless in just a small thong under the lights, waiting for Director Jin to bring out the clothes.

But Director Jin didn't move while looking at me. Instead, he said, "Teacher Lin, take off your underwear."

"What?!"

I asked him in surprise, "Wasn't this a photoshoot in costume? I didn't say we were going to take nude photos!"

"It's not about taking nude photos, it's about you wearing this!"

Director Jin said to me with a grin, then pulled out something.

I looked closely and realized it was the extremely sexy pair of panties I'd worn at the press conference that day.

I said irritably, "You're going to take pictures of this too?"

"Of course! This is the real highlight! Hurry up, this is the last set."

I took the thong and instinctively headed towards the dressing room, but then I hesitated for a few seconds, stopped, and stood under the spotlight.

I took off the thong I was wearing, once again completely naked in front of Director Jin.

Director Jin stared intently at me, his gaze ambiguous.

I gave him a slight glare, then bent down and put on the tiny pair of panties.

This time, I didn't even need the silk scarf hanging on my upper body. My breasts were exposed to the light without reservation. After taking a few photos while standing, Director Jin asked me to pose in that position where I was kneeling on the ground with my buttocks sticking out high. I was a little unhappy, but I still did as he asked.

I had just gotten into position when Director Jin approached. He actually went behind me, put his hands between my legs, and forcefully spread them apart, saying, "Spread your legs wider!"

I said to him irritably, "Just tell me what you want me to do, don't try to take advantage of me."

Before I could finish speaking, Director Jin pressed down on my waist with one hand and placed the other between my legs, near my genitals, and lifted me up forcefully, saying, "Lift it higher!"

His thumb was pressing against my vaginal opening! I was about to speak when Director Jin returned to the camera stand and said, "Okay, that's it, don't move!"

I lay on the ground looking at Director Jin's fat, lecherous face, feeling helpless as he took advantage of me without being able to retaliate.

After taking a few shots with the stationary camera, Director Jin picked up another camera hanging around his neck and started taking pictures of me from different angles.

That damned bastard was behind me again.

I knew what he was going to do.

I really didn't want him taking pictures of me from behind; my thong was so small, the back of my labia were definitely showing, and the thong around my buttocks was so thin and transparent, my anus would definitely be clearly visible… But I still let Director Jin take pictures from behind. My feelings were quite complicated. Before I could even hesitate, the shutter clicked a few times.

Finally, he was done! I stood up and let out a long sigh of relief.

Director Jin, with a smile on his face, very kindly brought me a glass of water.

I simply sat down on the chair next to him without changing my clothes, took a sip of water, and rested for a bit.

"How was it, Director? What do you think of this modeling?"

"Of course! Of course! Professor Lin is the best model in the world! You should really find a modeling agency to make you a world-renowned supermodel!"

"Director's up to his old tricks again, he must have some ulterior motive! But these photos are only for your academic papers, not for any other purpose!"

"Of course! I'm not that immoral. But, occasionally I'll show them off to feast my eyes."

"You scoundrel!"

I was speechless with anger.

Finally, I said, "Alright, it's getting late, I should go!"

With that, I stood up, took off Director Jin's "masterpiece," and prepared to put on my clothes and go home.

I had just put on my old thong when suddenly, a pair of arms grabbed me from behind.

It was Director Jin! What was this fat pervert thinking? "Director, what are you doing?"

I asked in surprise, struggling.

"Teacher Lin, you're so alluring! I can't take it anymore!"

the fat man panted.

His hands were already tightly covering my breasts.

"Mmm...mmm...Director, you...you shouldn't do this! Mmm..." I whispered, struggling, afraid someone outside would hear.

But my struggles were useless. Director Jin was very strong; he hugged me tighter and tighter, making it almost impossible for me to move.

He whispered in my ear from behind, "Teacher Lin, I miss you so much! You have to give yourself to me, I'll make you happy!"

I struggled helplessly a few more times, but my strength waned, and I could only whisper, "No...

um... don't do this..." At this moment, a strange feeling rose in my heart, humiliating, terrified, but also somewhat expectant.

Seeing that my resistance was gradually weakening, Director Jin freed his right hand and began to caress my whole body.

"Um... no... um..." Director Jin kneaded my breasts with one hand and gently rubbed my nipples with his fingertips, while his other hand roamed all over my body, first my high nose, then my shoulders and abdomen.

Oh my god, that hand slid down to my thigh! It was moving towards the inside of my legs! "Mmm...

no...no..." I was still instinctively resisting, but my resistance was powerless, merely a symbolic writhing.

My voice grew softer and softer, almost a moan.

The shame and fear remained in my heart, but the desire grew stronger and stronger, even Director Jin's hand was giving me a kind of pleasure.

I could also feel something harder and harder pressing against my buttocks.

Director Jin's hand touched my private parts through my underwear, then he reached his hand inside my underwear from above, heading straight for my crotch.

"Teacher Lin, your pubic hair is so soft!"

Director Jin's hand reached my triangle area, and after playing with my pubic hair a few times, he continued to move downwards.

Oh my god! His hand touched my labia! His fingers rubbed back and forth on my labia, while the fingers of his other hand gently rubbed my nipples.

A wave of tingling sensations washed over me, stimulating me to the point of fever and flushing my face.

My fear was gradually subsiding, though the humiliation remained, while desire and pleasure clearly took over.

Of course, I was still instinctively trying to maintain a sense of restraint and rejection.

I twisted my body, trying to break free from Director Jin, saying, "No...no." Hearing this, Director Jin became even more brazen, saying as he touched me, "You still say no? You're already wiggling your ass, and your pussy is so wet, you're thinking about me, aren't you!"

Hearing these words, I suddenly came to my senses. With a burst of strength, I broke free from the unsuspecting Director Jin.

"No! I can't do this..." I said to Director Jin, my face red and breathless.

Before I could finish speaking, Director Jin suddenly rushed over, scooped me up (I was almost completely naked), and carried me out of the studio.

I struggled a few times, but it was no use.

Although I'm 1.78 meters tall, my profession requires me to carefully maintain my physique, making me appear tall and slender, so I'm not very strong.

Director Jin, who is only about 1.7 meters tall, is incredibly burly, and with his strength, I was no match for him.

In the end, I could only be like a helpless lamb, letting the burly Director Jin carry me in his arms.

Director Jin carried me into another room, his bedroom.

After entering the room, he threw me, who was now completely powerless and without will to resist, onto a large bed, then stood beside it, lecherously staring at me.

Lying on the bed, my heart pounded, my body felt hot and restless, my face flushed, and I could only gasp for breath.

I saw Director Jin begin to undress.

He quickly stripped naked, his muscular physique laid out before me.

His penis was already erect and hard, standing atop a tuft of dark hair.

It was quite large.

Although male dancers often wore tight pants that accentuated their genitals during dance rehearsals, I had never seen anyone other than my husband's penis so directly before.

Director Jin's naked body filled me with utter humiliation.

I pursed my lips and buried my face in the sheets.

Actually, I had a chance to resist when Director Jin was undressing, but by then I had lost the will to resist; instead, I was waiting for things to happen quickly.

Although I was still quite scared and conflicted.

Director Jin, now naked, climbed onto the bed and pressed himself against me. He turned me over, placed his hands on my breasts, and began rubbing my nipples with his fingertips, while his mouth kissed my face.

I didn't reciprocate his kisses, nor did I resist.

The rubbing of his fingertips against my nipples produced a strong, tingling sensation, causing my nostrils to flare.

I was aroused! After kissing my face for a while, Director Jin's mouth moved towards my lower body.

Soon he sucked on one of my nipples and rubbed it rapidly with his tongue.

The urge from rubbing my nipple with my tongue was far stronger than from rubbing it with my fingertips. Adding to this, Director Jin was also rubbing my other nipple with his hand, and the combined sensations made me increasingly excited.

I tilted my head back, closed my eyes tightly, flared my nostrils, and pursed my lips, completely enjoying the sensations Director Jin was giving me.

I still felt somewhat humiliated, but I had no intention of resisting anymore.

Director Jin's other hand slipped inside my panties and began to caress my genitals.

The sensations intensified! This was it! I could no longer control myself; moans of "Mmm...mmm..." escaped from my nostrils.

I also twisted my waist, responding to Director Jin's caresses of my genitals.

Director Jin's head moved down again, kissing and moving until it reached my inner thighs.

After kissing my thighs a few times, he suddenly lifted my buttocks with his hands and quickly removed my last piece of clothing—my underwear.

I actually pulled my legs back slightly, cooperating with him to remove my underwear! Now I was completely exposed to Director Jin's lustful eyes! Director Jin spread my legs, bringing his eyes close to my genitals for a close examination. His hands alternately caressed my thighs and genitals, making me even more excited.

Director Jin played with my labia a few times with his fingers, then leaned in and kissed them.

Good heavens! Even my husband, Zhang Xinmu, had only touched that area; no one had ever kissed it like this.

I bit my lip in excitement.

Director Jin kissed with great passion and excitement; I could hear the sounds he made as he sucked.

The tingling sensation from his kiss on my genitals was overwhelming! Director Jin paused, grabbed my legs, flipped me over, and then lifted me up by the waist, making me kneel on the bed with my buttocks raised high, facing him.

My whole body went limp, obediently letting Director Jin do as he pleased.

Director Jin leaned in from behind and kissed my genitals again.

This time, he also stuck out his tongue and pressed hard against my vaginal opening.

My excitement reached a climax.

I moaned "Mmm...mmm...mmm," and gently twisted my buttocks.

Director Jin then used his fingers to caress my anus, which was another unprecedentedly intense stimulation! My anus had never been touched by anyone else! Not even my husband.

I was completely conquered by Director Jin! For a long time, I hadn't enjoyed a complete sexual encounter, let alone one as stimulating as today's.

Director Jin's patient caresses contrasted sharply with my husband's haste.

A long-awaited desire within me was greatly satisfied today.

Director Jin used both his hands and mouth to play with my genitals and anus for a long time before stopping.

He flipped me over again like a sheet.

He half-pressed on top of me, pausing his movements.

I was held by him, panting heavily.

While he stopped, I needed to rest a little.

It had been so long since I'd experienced such passion; it was truly overwhelming.

Director Jin looked at me with a lecherous smile.

He brought his face close to mine and said, "Teacher Lin, your body is so perfect! You're so sexy! I dream about making love with you! Look how hard my little brother is."

He then grabbed my hand, trying to make me touch his thing.

I pulled my hand back as soon as I touched it.

I ignored this lecherous man and turned my face away.

I still retained a little bit of self-respect.

"Oh, still embarrassed at this point? Look at you just now, moaning and wriggling your ass, you clearly enjoyed me playing with you. And your pussy, I don't know how much juice it's flowing out. But it tastes pretty good."

Director Jin's lewd words made me blush deeply, overwhelmed with shame.

I pushed him away.

"Ugh! You haven't taken enough of me!"

"Haha, for a beauty like you, taking this much isn't enough."

Seeing my answer, Director Jin's interest was piqued again.

He laid me flat, climbed on top of me, spread my legs, and reached down to caress my genitals again.

I quickly became aroused again and moaned.

After a while, Director Jin lowered his hips and thrust hard.

My God! His penis pierced my vagina! I finally became the complete prisoner of this lecherous Director Jin! He fucked me! I didn't resist! After Director Jin entered my vagina, my vagina immediately felt incredibly full.

Therefore, when he entered, I not only didn't resist, but even moaned excitedly.

Director Jin's obese body began rhythmically thrusting into me.

With each thrust, waves of pleasure surged from my vagina, coursing through my entire body and reaching my very heart.

These sensations overwhelmed me; I began to moan and writhe in rhythm with Director Jin.

I even pursed my lips, closed my eyes, and savored the pleasure.

The pleasure of having sex with someone else was so intense.

Director Jin truly lived up to his reputation as a lecherous man; he was quite skilled at it.

His rhythm varied, his penetration depth varied, and his hands and mouth constantly caressed my other parts.

Sometimes he would suddenly increase the force of his thrusts, and my slender body would tremble as his massive frame slammed against me, the points of contact between us making a "smack...smack..." sound.

"Mmm...ah...mmm..." I was being fucked to the point of ecstasy, moaning incessantly.

Compared to him, my husband was terrible! Director Jin flipped me over, wanting me to lift my buttocks.

I complied, and he thrust his penis into my vagina from my raised buttocks.

"Mmm... ah... mmm..." I moaned.

"Mmm... my darling, your pussy feels so good!... so good!... mmm..." Director Jin spoke too, and from his voice, I could tell he was exhausted.

"Mmm... mmm..." I could only moan incessantly... Director Jin fucked me in this position for a long time.

He jumped off the bed, stood on the floor, and pulled me to the edge of the bed, making me put my legs on his shoulders, and then he thrust into me again... Director Jin made me stand on the floor too, bend over and hold onto the edge of the bed with my hands, and then he fucked me from behind... I don't know how long it was before we were back to lying on the bed doing it.

Director Jin suddenly increased the pace and force of his thrusts, making gurgling sounds. Then, with a final, powerful thrust, I felt a warmth inside my vagina—he ejaculated inside me! "Mmm...mmm..." I hadn't fully recovered from my orgasm, and I still moaned softly a few times.

Director Jin's plump body pressed against me for a long time before he finally rolled over.

A moment later, he rolled over again and hugged me.

This time, although I turned my back to him, I still obediently snuggled closer into his arms.

Director Jin gently stroked my thighs and buttocks while smiling and saying, "Teacher Lin, you're making me feel so good! I haven't lasted this long in ages!"

Seeing that I ignored him, he continued, "Don't be like that. You were so excited just now, look! Your pussy is still wet!"

After saying that, he touched my genitals and then moved his hand to my buttocks.

I could feel his hand was wet on my buttocks.

He really could feel water on my genitals! I still ignored him, and he then moved on to touching my breasts.

"Teacher Lin's body is so beautiful, her face is like a fairy's, her breasts are firm and perky, the perfect size, her waist is so slender, and her legs are straight, long and thin, and so strong, she really has no flaws..." "I've been longing for your great figure for a long time. I've been watching you practice dancing, and last time I saw you take nude photos, it made me so excited..." "I've been thinking about sleeping with you one day, but I've never had the chance. You married that spineless Zhang Xinmu, it's like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung, what a pity! Luckily I got to sleep with you before you gave birth, otherwise it would have been even more of a pity!..." I finally couldn't help but retort to him in a bad mood, "You bad guy!"

"Haha! I'm going to be bad to you!"

Director Jin, who had regained his energy, suddenly laid me flat and pressed down on me again.

His mouth and hands began to roam over my body again… Director Jin was as forceful as ever this time, and the intense orgasm completely robbed me of my usual composure and restraint. Like a slut, I cooperated with him, obediently adopting several positions. When he indicated that he wanted me on top, I actually sat on him, even using my hand to guide his penis, aligning it with my vaginal opening, and then I sat down, letting his penis fully penetrate my body… Afterwards, we lay there for a long time. Once

I calmed down a bit, a complex mix of emotions arose within me.

After all, I had made love with someone I had an affair with! And with such a lustful person! Although I am a very open-minded person and like to show off my sex appeal,

I have never thought of being a promiscuous and lewd person. I am an artist, and there is always some elegance in my blood.

But when the time came, I couldn't control myself.

I couldn't resist my desires. I don't know why, maybe it's because I'm born with these desires, or maybe it's because these desires are rarely satisfied! What I thought about most was: My God, I've been played by Fatty Jin, and twice in a row.

After lying down for a while, Director Jin said he was hungry.

Hearing him say that, I also felt quite hungry.

Looking at my watch, I realized it was almost afternoon! Director Jin insisted on taking me to a restaurant for dinner. I declined for a moment, but then agreed.

Director Jin drove his car to the apartment building entrance, and I quickly got in.

Although the restaurant was very upscale, our meal didn't last long.

I said I was tired and wanted to rest.

Director Jin didn't say much, immediately paid the bill, and drove me back to the college.

But he didn't take me home; instead, he went to his house.

I reluctantly went into his house with him, and he couldn't wait to have sex with me again.

Afterwards, I was really tired and fell asleep on Director Jin's bed without realizing it...

My name is Lin Xueqing, and I'm 27 years old.

Five years ago, after graduating from the X City Art Academy, I stayed on as a teacher.

My main subject is dance, but because I'm 1.78 meters tall and have an impressive figure, I sometimes do some modeling work both on and off campus.

Although I'm not a professional model, years of stage art training have given me an artistic temperament and confidence that allows me to perform with ease in various situations.

Three years ago, I married a foreign language teacher at the same school, and we haven't had any children yet.

My husband's surname is Zhang, and his name is Zhang Xinmu; he's two years older than me.

Art school is a place with a strong academic atmosphere. Due to the nature of art, there are often various thoughts and events on campus that differ from those of ordinary people.

Therefore, our life in art school is somewhat different from that of people outside.

However, in this increasingly diverse world, this difference is quite normal.

Therefore, I am basically satisfied with my life.

One summer weekend afternoon, around six o'clock, I was lounging alone on the sofa at home.

The TV program was particularly boring, making me feel listless.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

I opened the door and saw it was Liu Laosi, who runs a tailor shop on the street behind the art school.

There were two other people, Zhang Tiegan and Hu Qiuqiu, both of whom were Liu Laosi's friends.

I often went to Liu Laosi's tailor shop to make clothes for performances, so I was quite familiar with them.

Especially Liu Laosi. Don't let his ordinary looks and somewhat eccentric appearance fool you; his tailoring skills are absolutely top-notch.

All the female teachers at our art academy liked to have their clothes made by him.

I've dealt with him countless times, to the point that every time I had my clothes made there, he would intentionally or unintentionally touch certain parts of my body, making suggestive advances, taking advantage of me, or telling lewd jokes and fantasizing about me with Zhang Tiegan, Hu Qiuqiu, and others.

I didn't argue with them much.

What era are we living in? Who doesn't understand these things? Besides, I know my limits, and they wouldn't dare to overstep their bounds.

Moreover, almost all the young female teachers from our art academy who had their clothes made there have received this kind of "treatment."

However, today was the first time Liu Laosi and his group had come to my house, which I found quite strange.

After inviting them inside, I asked them what they wanted.

Liu Laosi didn't answer me directly. He glanced at my living room, then at me, and said, "Teacher Lin is dressed quite sexily today!"

His words surprised me.

It was then that I noticed I was wearing a thin, beige t-shirt that just reached my navel, and white skinny jeans that were also very thin, clearly showing my thong underneath.

The thong had a small, deep V-neck in the front and a drawstring at the back, with only a small triangle where it met the waistband.

The thong was light gray and quite visible.

I hadn't expected these guys to spot my thong as soon as they walked in.

But I quickly regained my composure.

I'm a very open person and don't mind showing my sexy side. I often dress like this for various occasions, and Liu Laosi and the others have seen my sexy outfits many times before without any problems.

I knew they wouldn't dare have any improper thoughts here.

I said to them, "You didn't come all this way just to say I'm sexy, did you? But don't even think about taking advantage of me!"

Hu Qiuqiu said with a big smile, "No way! No way! How could we dare to do that! We just wanted to come over and have a look around since we had nothing else to do!"

Zhang Tiegan chimed in, "Isn't your teacher Zhang home?"

I smiled and said, "He's away on a business trip. I think you guys knew all along, otherwise would you have dared to come here? You were pretty good at spotting me! Hey, Liu Laosi, you're so free today?"

Liu Laosi grinned sheepishly, "I don't have much work today, so I'm taking a break. Otherwise, what's the point of life?"

I made them some tea, and we all sat in the living room chatting.

As I moved around making tea, I could clearly feel their gazes fixed on my lower abdomen, the thong showing through my buttocks, and my breasts.

Since I wasn't planning on going out, I wasn't wearing a bra.

Under certain lighting conditions, they could definitely see my erect breasts through the thin thong.

I ignored them, and they didn't go any further.

After we chatted for a while, Liu Laosi suddenly stammered and asked me, "Teacher Lin, I heard that many female teachers at your art academy have taken nude photos, and you took some too, is that right?"

I replied, "What? Who told you that?"

Liu Laosi chuckled again, "Don't deny it, didn't you say we're really good at investigations? I found out long ago! I know who took the photos with whom!"

Then he named several female teachers from our school.

These guys are really something, they're absolutely right! I said to them, "So what if we took pictures? It's art. Don't you dare think of anything inappropriate!"

Hu Qiuqiu chuckled dryly a few times and said, "Teacher Lin, what kind of people do you take us for! We know it's art, and we didn't think of anything inappropriate. We were just asking. Also, Teacher Lin, can we see your human body art?"

I laughed again, "Go away! What do you know about art?

You're obviously just looking for a feast for the eyes!" "Just let us see! Your bodies are so beautiful, you should show them to others more often."

Seeing that I disagreed, the three of them actually started to beg me shamelessly, while constantly praising me.

At first, I ignored them.

They kept pleading.

After a while, I got a little impatient and said, "Look at you grown men, behaving like this! Fine, fine! I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you have a look! But I'm warning you beforehand! You can only look here, and behave yourselves while you look. Don't have any improper thoughts, and don't go around telling everyone after you're done!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

The three guys were overjoyed and could barely speak.

The nude art photos that Er Liu Lao Si and the others were talking about were taken at our art academy a while ago.

At the time, the art academy's leaders approached us young female teachers and students, saying that the art department lacked nude photographs for teaching purposes. The models they hired from outside the school were of mediocre figures, failing to achieve good teaching results. Therefore, they wanted to invite us, a few female teachers and students with good figures, to contribute to the academy.

Initially, we all disagreed, but the academy leaders kept persuading us and promised a substantial subsidy to everyone who took the photos.

We thought about it and felt the conditions were acceptable, it was for art, and it would only circulate within a small circle, so we agreed.

I am very satisfied with my body; I have big eyes, a high nose, and slightly thin lips that exude a cool and alluring charm.

Although my body is slender, my breasts are firm and of a suitable size.

I have a pair of long, slender legs, without an ounce of excess fat, strong and straight, which is what I'm most proud of.

I really wanted to capture this beautiful body at its peak, to keep it as a cherished memory.

Four teachers and three students participated in the photoshoot, each taking over a hundred photos. The college selected the best few hundred to make teaching materials, then bound all the photos into a booklet and distributed it to everyone who participated. Those who participated in the photoshoot included myself, Zhou Xiaolin (a teacher from the Dance Department), Mo Hui (a teacher from the Acting Department), Luo Mingjuan (a

teacher the president of the Dance Department Student Union), Chen Xue (a student leader), and Liu Miaojin (a student leader from the Acting Department Student Union).

All seven of us are well-known beauties in the art college.

Normally, Liu Laosi and the others wouldn't even blink when they saw the photos, but now that they could see our nude photos, they were all incredibly eager.

When I went to the room to get the album, Zhang Tiegan asked, "Teacher Lin, did you really take these photos completely naked?"

I laughed and scolded him, "What's your rush? You'll see everything once it's out."

Liu Laosi also said, "You're really stupid, Tiegan. How can it be called nude art if you're not naked?"

As soon as I took out the album, they immediately surrounded me.

Seeing the nude pictures of our art school's top beauties in the album, they could only swallow their saliva.

Displaying my beautiful body in front of others made me a little embarrassed.

To ease the tension, I forced a smile and asked them, "How was it? Pretty, right? Whose body is the most beautiful?"

"Of course, it's yours, Teacher Lin! That's true art!"

Liu Laosi replied.

"Always trying to be clever! You know art? Then let me ask you, what's so beautiful about my body?"

"First of all, your body is smooth, white, and well-proportioned, every curve is just right. The most beautiful thing is your legs, straight and long."

Liu Laosi, after all, was somewhat cultured, and he spoke quite well.

Zhang Tiegan, on the other hand, was a roughneck. He said, "I think Teacher Lin's breasts are beautiful, not too big or too small, round and firm. And the hair between Teacher Lin's legs is especially mysterious and alluring."

I was almost speechless at his words, my face flushed red.

Fortunately, Hu Qiuqiu suddenly asked, "Professor Lin, you and Professor Mo Hui are both married. Aren't you afraid your husbands will object to taking these photos?"

I took the opportunity to calm myself down and replied, "Of course we consulted our husbands. They are both art enthusiasts and won't object."

Indeed, my husband never interferes with my life, just as I rarely interfere with his.

Hu Qiuqiu then asked, "Who took these photos?"

I told him, "It was Professor Wang, the bearded professor from the art department."

Zhang Tiegan chimed in again, "Your husbands are so open-minded, and you two are so uninhibited, daring to strip naked for others to photograph. Wang Dahuzi is really having a feast for the eyes!"

I laughed and scolded him again, "What are you thinking now? Teacher Wang isn't as lecherous as you guys. We're doing this for art! Besides, aren't you having a feast for the eyes too?"

Actually, we weren't just posing nude.

Since the photos were for students' sketching, they required showing various human body poses, and each pose had to be photographed from eight different parts of the body. So, during the shoot, the seven of us models took turns posing in various positions, such as standing, sitting, squatting, kneeling, lying down, prone, and upside down, and then Teacher Wang photographed us from different angles.

In this situation, we each had many photos that revealed our private parts.

Sure enough, they found those photos.

The first one they saw was mine. In that set of photos, I was kneeling, elbows on the ground, hands supporting my chin, back leaning upwards, creating a beautiful human figure with my high, upturned buttocks.

From the front, my beautiful back, full buttocks, and radiant smile made the whole photo full of perfect artistry.

Moreover, Mr. Wang is an excellent photographer; the photo is very clear, and the lighting is excellent.

I'm very satisfied with this photo. However

, Mr. Wang took eight photos of this pose in total—besides the best frontal shot, there were also side shots, side-rear shots, and shots from directly behind.

What astonished Liu Laosi and the others was the photo taken directly behind them. Because I was kneeling, my upper body bent forward, and my buttocks raised high, from directly behind, my labia and anus, nestled between my long, smooth thighs, were clearly visible.

My labia were hairless, and under the light, they appeared full, smooth, and slightly brownish.

They were so astonished by the photo that they couldn't close their mouths.

Although I was somewhat prepared when I showed them the photo album, seeing three men staring intently at the photos of my genitals and anus still stirred a strange feeling within me. I even felt a surge of urge from the depths of my being—I was actually showing my most private parts to a few vulgar men! And at that moment, the parts I was showing in the photos were right below my crotch, held together by a small, tight thong, and they seemed to be anticipating something! My face was burning hot; I'm sure it was incredibly red!

Liu Laosi and the others were stunned for a long time before they could speak: "Wow! Teacher Lin actually let Wang Dahuzi take pictures like this!"

"Teacher Lin, your pussy is so smooth! Smoother than your butt and thighs!"

"Teacher Lin's anus is the most beautiful, round, like a chrysanthemum!"

...Hearing several men commenting on my private parts in front of me, my face turned even redder. I quickly scolded them: "You're so bad, you see it and you still have to say it, hurry up and turn the page."

Liu Laosi looked at me with a wicked smile and said: "Teacher Lin, I never dreamed I could see your pussy and anus!"

Then they looked for a while longer before reluctantly turning to the next page.

But the next page was also mine. In that set of photos, I stood with my legs straight, bent over deeply, and hugged my calves with both hands.

This is a common dance move, and it looks even better when I'm naked.

But some of the photos in this set were taken from behind, which also completely exposed my private parts.

Liu Laosi and his two friends stared at the photos for a while.

I also felt a surge of heat, and my face turned bright red.

This time, Liu Laosi and his friends simply looked at the photos that exposed my genitals and anus.

There were many of these photos; every model who participated in the shoot had one.

So the three lecherous men looked at them and commented on our respective parts.

"Teacher Lin's pussy is the best, so smooth and shiny."

"I like Zhou Xiaolin, Luo Mingjuan, Xiao Lili and Chen Xue's pussy, they're so hairy and sexy. But Teacher Lin's asshole is the best-looking!"

"It's better if the labia are hairless, look at Teacher Lin's labia, they look so tender!"

...I blushed as I watched them look at the pictures, and the impulse in my heart made me lose control.

After they finished watching, I actually said to them, "Isn't it beautiful? They even recorded the photoshoot!

Do you want to see it?"

As soon as I said it, I regretted it, but Liu Laosi and the other two were already very excited, and I couldn't stop them from seeing it.

Helpless, I had to take out the disc made from the photoshoot and put it into the DVD player.

The scene from that time appeared on the TV screen again: in the photography studio, several boys were gathered around, and their teacher, Mr. Wang, had asked them to adjust the lights.

The fat and lecherous Director Jin from the college was also there. He was ostensibly there to provide guidance, but as a fashion designer, he knew nothing about photography and was clearly there to take advantage of them.

"Wow! There were so many men watching you take pictures? Even Fatty Jin was there, he's so happy!"

Zhang Tiegan said.

The seven of us female models stood naked under the bright lights, taking turns posing according to Teacher Wang's instructions. The camera then showed me in the kneeling

pose . Teacher Wang told me to kneel properly and raise my buttocks as high as possible. The camera was directly behind me, clearly showing my genitals and anus. Because Teacher Wang wasn't entirely satisfied with my pose, he personally came up to correct me. At this moment, Director Jin came up first. He pressed one hand on my back and placed the other on my buttocks, helping me lift up. On the screen, you could see that Director Jin's hand was positioned perfectly; his fingers were already on my labia near the entrance of my vagina. I also recalled that I clearly felt Director Jin's hand touching my genitals, and I felt quite ashamed. Being naked in front of so many students was already uncomfortable, and posing like that for photos to be taken from behind made it even more embarrassing, let alone being touched like that by Director Jin, who was known for his lechery, in front of so many people! Although he touched all the female models at the time, I also remember that while I felt a burning desire, there was also a strange sense of excitement and pleasure within me. This excitement began when I entered the studio and started undressing in front of everyone. It intensified when I posed and lifted my hips, and reached a climax when Director Jin touched my sensitive areas! This excitement resurfaced repeatedly during the subsequent shoot, fueled by Director Jin's repeated touches. Today was no different. When Liu Laosi and the other two stared at my clearly visible panties and said I was sexy, I felt a little excited. Then, seeing my full-frontal nude photos in the album intensified the excitement, and when they flipped to my nude photos, it became very intense. Now, it has reached a climax. I can't believe I'm experiencing this kind of excitement in this situation! It scares me a little! The person with the digital camera was a male student. When he was filming my genitals, he zoomed in very close, so my pubic hair, labia, vaginal opening, and anus were displayed more clearly on the 34-inch TV screen than in a photograph. You could even see Director Jin's hand deliberately sliding on my labia.

Liu Lao Si and his friends were dumbfounded. These three lecherous guys, who usually stared at my tall, alluring figure with lustful eyes, had not only seen my naked body today, but they'd even seen my most private parts! I sat beside them, my face flushed and hot, a wave of tingling sensation washing over me, my breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

My legs were tightly pressed against my hands, feeling the straps of my thong constricting my lower body.

I figured it was already a little wet! Finally, when the disc finished playing, I took a deep breath, trying to pull myself out of that state of both shame and excitement.

That was very dangerous.

Although I generously let these three see everything clearly today, I knew very well that things had to stop there, and I absolutely couldn't get involved with them! I was still somewhat sober.

It was already nine o'clock at night.

I said to Liu Laosi and the others, "Alright, you've seen it all, did you enjoy it?"

They quickly replied, "We really enjoyed it. It was truly an eye-opener!"

"Since you've enjoyed it, you've achieved your purpose for this trip. It's getting late, you should go back!"

Liu Laosi and the others didn't answer me directly, but stared intently at me under the light, saying, "I never imagined Teacher Lin would look so good naked! Look at your figure, whoever is lucky enough to sleep with you would be incredibly happy!"

I understood the implication in their words, but I ignored them.

I said bluntly, "That's impossible! Don't try to push your luck! Okay, I'm tired and need to rest. You can leave!"

My tone was already tinged with anger. Liu Laosi and the others quickly said, "No, no, Teacher Lin, you misunderstood. We didn't mean that."

Before they could finish, I told them, "Fine, whatever you mean, you should leave!"

Liu Laosi wanted to say something, but seeing my expression, he didn't dare to speak.

They left my room dejectedly.

As I closed the door, I clearly saw that each of them had a bulge in their crotch.

After seeing Liu Laosi and the others off, I packed my things, took a shower, and then went to the balcony in my pajamas.

The evening breeze woke me up completely.

I thought about what had happened that day. I did

n't Maybe they really did see art in them? Although I felt a strange embarrassment when they saw my body and genitals, the excitement I felt at the same time was also something I savored.

Somehow, I actually started to enjoy displaying my body to men's lustful eyes.

The more I showed those private parts, the more excited I became! Oh my god, am I an exhibitionist? This time, taking nude photos was something I was the first to agree to.

I've participated in many costume shows before, and I've felt excited when performing in sexy and revealing outfits.

My God, no way? Thinking about how Liu Laosi and the others had been staring at my private parts, I felt a surge of excitement! Even sexual urges! But my husband was away on a business trip, and I was destined to be lonely tonight.

Gazing at the boundless darkness, I could only feel the tightness of my sensitive areas under my pajamas... Freud's ideas... An autumn breeze quietly rose, but the city remained so hot, and life continued in the sweltering heat of summer.

In the morning, I was instructing students in the practice room for my dance class.

I was wearing a swimsuit-style high-slit leotard, without stockings, my two long, slender, white legs exposed.

I oppose wearing long pants or stockings during practice because they prevent us from seeing the changes in leg muscle definition during movements.

My practice clothes are white, very thin, and slightly transparent.

I don't wear a bra, and my firm, full breasts can be vaguely seen through the clothes.

For my lower body, I wear a small, white, deep-V thong; only the hem and ties are visible from the outside.

The fabric is semi-transparent sheer, and even through the practice clothes, a dark patch in the groin area is faintly visible from the front.

I always dress quite sexily for practice.

I encourage everyone not to dress too conservatively; beauty is not afraid of exposure, and should be bravely displayed. Only those with physical defects resort to clothing to conceal themselves.

I also tell my students: Beautiful women must conquer life, first and foremost, conquer the gaze of others! My students are deeply influenced by me.

The girls all wear light-colored, semi-transparent, high-slit leotards, and underneath, they all wear thongs, each one more sexy than the last, many revealing their genitals.

Many girls, like me, don't wear bras; their youth blossoms there.

The boys are the same; their leotards are tight and thin, and their underwear is also very small, some even wearing thongs.

The tight leotards accentuate their masculinity.

Men of this age are full of vitality and desire, especially surrounded by so many sexy female bodies.

With the help of a boy, I demonstrate a pose: I lean against him with my back to him, my left leg bent and spread wide, my arms raised high.

The boy stood close behind me, his right arm around my waist. His left hand, as I instructed, traced a path from my open left knee along the inside of my thigh, down to my groin, then to my lower abdomen, my stomach, my chest, my left arm, and finally to my fingertips.

This is a small section of a Western dance, strongly suggestive of love.

This part is crucial to the entire dance, but because the boy's hand touched sensitive areas, many dancers seemed hesitant and couldn't quite execute it correctly, failing to capture the essence of the dance.

Therefore, I had to demonstrate for everyone again and again with this boy who had a better grasp of the concept.

In the pose, my head rested back on the boy's shoulder.

During the demonstration, I could clearly feel the boy's breathing change with the movement of his hand over my body: the closer his hand got to the base of my thigh, the more rapid his breathing became. This rapid breathing reached its peak when his fingers reached my full, swollen triangle area, faintly darkened under my leotard.

After his hand moved away, his breathing subsided somewhat, but when his hand touched my high breasts, especially my prominent nipples, his breathing became rapid again... His lower body also changed. This boy was about 1.78 meters tall, and his penis appeared very robust. In front of our sexy poses as female teachers and students, his penis was fully erect, bulging high on his lower abdomen.

Even through the leotard, others could imagine its size.

As I leaned against the boy, my buttocks pressed against his lower abdomen, I could clearly feel the firmness and thickness of his erection.

I could even feel his penis throbbing against my buttocks, as if it were about to burst out of the leotard that could barely support it—a young man in his early twenties, capable of a powerful ejaculation at any moment! The boy held me tightly around the waist, the music soothing and gentle, his hand sliding down to my bulging triangle area again… “Teacher Lin, Director Jin is looking for you outside!”

A student’s voice interrupted our practice.

I instantly snapped out of my dance reverie.

The boy immediately released me.

“Ah! Where is Director Jin?”

“In the break room outside.”

“Okay! Thank you!”

Director Jin was sitting in the lounge outside the practice room.

As soon as I entered, the bright light in the lounge immediately revealed every detail of my body.

The plump Director Jin sat there, smiling broadly as he looked me over.

I imagine that with the help of the light, his gaze must have penetrated my semi-transparent practice clothes, seeing my areolas and the faintly visible dark triangle area.

What are you looking at? Didn't you see everything when we took nude photos last time? I thought to myself, facing Director Jin's gaze.

"Hmm, Teacher Lin always manages to create a visual impact!"

Director Jin suddenly said.

"You flatter me, Director!"

I wondered if Director Jin had any other meaning.

"However! However! With such a beautiful face, such a wonderful figure, such a noble temperament, and such sexy attire, Professor Lin, I truly regret not studying harder back then. Now I can't even find the right words to describe how I feel when I see you!"

Director Jin stood up, circling me as he spoke.

He was carefully examining every part of my body.

"Director Jin is quite the smooth talker; I think even a god would be fooled by you!"

Director Jin was known for his glib tongue in the academy, and I wasn't going to believe him so easily.

However, while he was looking at me, I still subtly struck an elegant pose, fully showcasing myself to Director Jin.

Although Director Jin is a very lecherous man, for some reason, I didn't feel any aversion or discomfort in his presence, even dressed so revealingly for him to see.

"Look at what you're saying, how could I dare lie to you? Everything I said is true,"

Director Jin said.

I shifted my position and said to him, "Oh dear! Whether it's true or not, Director Jin didn't come to see me today just to say a few nice words, did he?"

Director Jin replied in an exaggerated tone, "Oh! I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I was so stunned by your beauty that I forgot my business and forgot to ask Professor Lin to sit down. Professor Lin, please sit down, please sit down, let's sit down and talk."

After we sat down, Director Jin told me that he was going to hold a conceptual clothing launch event in the city soon, where he would showcase some conceptual clothing designs based on his observations and reflections on the development of fashion trends.

He wanted me to be his model.

I said to him, "There are so many modeling agencies in City X, are you worried about not finding good models?"

Director Jin said, "I've already contacted the models. But I need a closing model."

"A closing model? Director Jin, you're really something! How could I possibly be the closing model?"

"Teacher Lin, don't be modest, you're the most suitable candidate."

Seeing my puzzled look, Director Jin continued, "The fashion show I'm holding this time is called 'Freud's Ideas,' focusing on sexy clothing and lingerie. With Teacher Lin's artistic temperament, stage presence, and understanding of sexiness, she's the perfect closing model for this show."

"Freud's Ideas? Sexy clothing? What a strange thing!"

Hearing Director Jin's introduction, I found it quite interesting.

I often encounter sexy outfits at fashion shows, but I've never seen one inspired by Freud's ideas.

It seems the fashions at this launch event truly have a unique sexiness, given the psychologist's influence.

Seeing my silence, Director Jin assumed I was hesitating and quickly urged me, "Teacher Lin, what are you hesitating for? This launch's sexiness suits you best. Actually, you're very into sexiness; you've always dressed very sexily, including today. Why not showcase what you pursue in an artistic form? And I'll give you a generous reward." I smiled and said, "Okay, since you're the patron..." "Since you think so highly of me, I'll agree."

Director Jin was overjoyed. After telling me the performance and rehearsal schedule, he added, "Teacher Lin, you look even better in this outfit than when you're naked—sexy and elegant."

I jokingly scolded him, "You only remember that? You took advantage of me back then, and I haven't settled the score with you yet!"

Director Jin chuckled a few times, said he had other things to do, and left.

That night before going to sleep, I told my husband, Zhang Xinmu, about it in bed.

He simply hummed in response.

This was what I expected.

Since our marriage, we've maintained our individual freedom and rarely interfere in each other's affairs—I think this is very beneficial for people in the arts.

But whenever I want to do something, I still symbolically tell him.

As I lay in bed preparing to turn off the light and go to sleep, Zhang Xinmu, who was lying next to me, suddenly rolled over, grabbed my hand that was reaching to turn off the light, pushed me down beneath him, and began to undress me.

I knew what he was going to do.

Three years into our marriage, he had become increasingly impatient with sex.

Now, he rarely engaged in the lengthy caresses and teasing I had before our honeymoon, and there was hardly any verbal communication. In

many cases, he would just suddenly come to me, regardless of what I was thinking or doing.

After undressing me, he quickly grabbed my breasts a few times before penetrating me.

Due to the dryness of my vagina, I felt a slight pain when he entered me.

But I still longed for his penetration.

Tall and imposing, his penis was thick and firm. The moment he entered me, I felt an intense fullness and quickly became wet.

Lately, he'd been frequently away, reducing our opportunities to share a bed.

I'd been feeling parched for a while.

This time, I hoped for a full and satisfying experience.

Zhang Xinmu's thick penis thrust violently in and out of my vagina, sending waves of tingling pleasure through me that quickly spread throughout my body.

I lay beneath him, my breathing becoming increasingly labored.

I spread my long legs, wrapping them around his body; this position helped his penis penetrate even deeper into my already overflowing vagina.

But the usual problem remained.

First, Zhang Xinmu never allows me to shout or even moan during sex, so today I had to endure it, which both distracted me and made me feel oppressed.

Secondly, he rarely considers my feelings during sex; the rhythm is very discordant. Just as I begin to feel something, he suddenly gets tired and relaxes, which disappoints me. Or, when I'm concentrating, he suddenly stops, flipping me over like a chef flipping a fish in a pan to use the next position he wants.

I haven't had an orgasm with him in a long time.

Every time, just as I begin to feel something, he relaxes for various reasons. This feeling of starting and then having to stop abruptly makes me very uncomfortable.

Today was especially so.

Normally I can still feel something with him a few times, but today he only moved inside me for three or four minutes before letting out a soft "hmm" and going limp.

I think he probably did it on purpose.

Lately, he's been so busy with something, rushing through everything, wanting to finish everything in one go, showing absolutely no patience.

I wanted to talk to him about it, but he just turned over, quickly wiped his penis, and went back to sleep.

I gently nudged him, and he just said, "I'm tired, go to sleep!"

The fashion show was held as scheduled.

Although Director Jin had a bad reputation in the academy due to his womanizing ways, he was extremely talented in fashion design, possessing a very strong imagination and expressive ability, always able to express his thoughts and ideas with just a few pieces of fabric and a few lines.

The clothing showcased in "Freud's Conception" was indeed uniquely sexy, and tulle and lace were used extensively in this show.

Director Jin also personally designed the runway, lighting, and music.

Against a backdrop of flickering lights and music of varying intensity, models clad in sheer garments moved across the runway.

The entire show was imbued with an ethereal, dreamlike atmosphere, much like Freud's enigmatic and profound thoughts, much like the questions he pondered throughout his life: dreams and sex.

As the last to appear, I felt uneasy.

This unease stemmed from the outfit I was to model.

Strictly speaking, it wasn't clothing at all! I was completely naked from the waist up, except for a thin ribbon around my neck.

The ends of the ribbon reached my chest, barely covering my nipples.

However, the ribbon was very narrow, so thin it was practically transparent, and so light that it would flutter in the wind with every movement.

So, it was as if I wasn't wearing anything on my upper body; my firm, perky breasts were almost completely exposed.

My pants were also extremely small.

It was a tie-front thong, the piece of fabric used to cover my private parts less than half a palm's size, barely enough to contain my swollen crotch (I had to trim a lot of my protruding pubic hair before the performance).

The front of this shield-shaped piece of fabric reached just above my crotch, connected to the waist tie by three very thin, transparent straps.

The back of the fabric just covered my vaginal opening, and then a very thin, transparent strap crossed my buttocks and connected to the waist strap.

The waist strap was also a very thin, transparent strap; from a distance, these straps were practically invisible. I looked like someone who was merely covering my groin with a piece of paper. When

I saw the costume I was to wear at the pre-performance rehearsal, I felt a pang of regret.

I said to Director Jin, "Is this what you call an outfit? Dressed like this, you might as well have me go on stage naked!"

Director Jin chuckled and said, "That's what you call sexy! Teacher Lin isn't that conservative, is she? Besides, this is a fashion show, Teacher Lin shouldn't have too many concerns!"

Even so, wearing this outfit did give me a strange feeling.

I went on stage in this outfit.

Just as I reached the front, the stage lights suddenly became incredibly bright, illuminating my almost naked body as white as snow.

My long legs, high breasts, rounded buttocks, and mysterious lower abdomen were displayed without reservation before the audience! Thinking about this, I suddenly felt that inexplicable impulse again.

The audience, already stunned by the continuous stream of sexy performances, became agitated again upon seeing me, and then a barrage of flashes went off.

"Take the pictures!" I thought, my mind a jumble of emotions.

Although I had posed nude for many photos before, that was in a relatively enclosed environment.

This was different. Now, there were countless reporters and cameras in the audience, and through them, I felt like I was exposed to the entire world! In previous fashion shows, I had worn some sexy outfits on the runway, but those were limited to transparent clothing. Although others could see my breasts, there was always a layer of clothing covering them, which made me feel somewhat at ease.

I've attended lingerie launches before, appearing on the runway in thongs, but those thongs were much bigger than this one. I could wear a smaller thong underneath, the kind models often wear, to prevent any wardrobe malfunctions.

This time, it's impossible. These are so small; I can't add anything underneath.

I feel like a symbolically naked person, barely covering my private parts, exposed to all eyes and cameras.

Finally, designer Director Kim appeared. Amid applause and flashing lights, he bowed a few times to the audience with a smug look on his face, then suddenly walked up to me, put an arm around my waist, and waved to the audience with a grin.

This abrupt action made me a little uncomfortable, but I quickly adjusted.

This is a stage, a performance. I can't ruin the whole event over something trivial, especially since it's the final part.

As a model who performs regularly, I have that much professionalism.

With Director Jin's arm around me, I took the opportunity to sway my hips and flash a charming smile.

The lights flashed again… Director Jin's fashion show was a huge success; "Freud's Ideas" made him a household name in the fashion world.

And as promised, I received a very substantial fee.

Of course, life went on as usual.

With my qualifications, I had every opportunity to become famous.

But I don't like that kind of life under the spotlight; it makes you lose a lot of the real things.

Every action you take in life can potentially bring you trouble. Thinking about this, I can't help but appreciate my life at the art academy.

Peaceful and carefree.

Of course, there are always minor disappointments in life.

But no one's life is perfect.

On the campus path, Director Jin suddenly appeared and stopped me as I was heading home.

"Teacher Lin, thank you for your help. My fashion show was a great success,"

Director Jin said to me.

"How many times have you said that? You're not going to say it every time you see me, are you?"

I said with a laugh.

"No! No! I'm just grateful to you."

"No need for that, is there? You're the designer, the success is yours. Besides, there were so many models at the launch, I was just one of them."

"But you were the most important one! Everyone in the industry said your appearance was the highlight of the entire launch, and you were the model who best embodied the essence of my design."

I said to him, not amused, "What bullshit essence? Isn't it just about wearing as little as possible? I was practically naked! I was afraid people would say I was being lewd."

"No, no, that's called sexy! And a kind of sexy that only you can interpret."

"Alright, alright, whatever you call it, I don't have time to chat with you, I'm going home."

I said impatiently.

Director Jin stopped me again, saying, "Hey, wait a minute, I haven't told you the most important thing yet."

I stopped, and Director Jin told me that he was going to write an article about the design concept of the clothes displayed at this press conference and publish it in an authoritative foreign magazine.

However, he needed some photos to accompany the article and wanted me to take a few for him.

"So many cameras took so many photos at the press conference, why take more?"

I asked him.

"I've seen them, and the photos taken at the press conference all have some flaws. I think the effect isn't good enough. I'd like to ask you to be the model and take a few more good ones,"

Director Jin replied.

"I think you're the best model! This is going to be published in an internationally authoritative magazine! Please help me one more time!"

Seeing that I didn't speak, Director Jin went on and on, pleading, begging, and flattering me.

After listening to his explanation, I agreed. This guy is particularly persistent; I'm actually a little afraid of him.

After agreeing on the time and place for the photoshoot, Director Jin left with a grin, and I went home on my own.

I slept in on Saturday. Practicing martial arts every day is tiring, and I don't dare relax usually, so I can only steal a few moments of laziness now and then, treating it as a small rest.

Zhang Xinmu got up very early and disappeared. I vaguely remember him telling me early this morning that he had something to do and wouldn't be home.

Last night was another rushed encounter. I was barely starting to feel anything when Zhang Xinmu finished and turned over to sleep, which was incredibly frustrating.

After rolling around in bed a few more times, I looked at the clock and it was already past ten! I remembered I was supposed to be a model for Director Jin today, and I almost missed it.

After getting up, I rushed to Director Jin's house, where he was already prepared.

His house is very large, and his wife works in another city, so he has many empty rooms.

Today, Director Jin had prepared one of them as a photography studio, waiting for me.

While I was waiting, Director Jin was probably looking through the nude photo album we'd taken for the college last time, because when I entered the studio, I saw it lying face down on a table with a chair next to it.

Seeing me staring at the album, Director Jin immediately explained, "Oh, just looking at it, trying to learn some photography techniques."

That's when I realized Director Jin was going to take the photos himself today.

"You? Are you sure you can handle this?"

I didn't recall ever seeing Director Jin with a camera before, so I was skeptical.

"Don't worry about that," he said, "I'll make sure you look your best in the photos. Have a seat, I'll get you a coffee."

With that, Director Jin swayed his portly body and left the studio.

I sat down in the chair, picked up the nude photo album lying on the table, and glanced at it.

Upon seeing it, my face flushed, and my heart raced.

It turned out that before I arrived, Director Jin had flipped through the photo album to the one where I had my buttocks raised high, exposing my entire private area.

Also, I noticed this page was very familiar with; that lecherous fat Jin must have looked at it frequently! The shoot began.

In a corner of the studio, I took off my outer garment, put on the clothes from "Freud's Conception," and posed in various ways for Director Jin's camera.

Director Jin seemed to have some skill in photography; he handled the camera quite well.

He shot from many angles, especially focusing on shots from behind.

He said, "The back is an important part of my outfit."

Clearly, domestic fashion photographers are all idiots who only know how to shoot from the front, and Director Jin was extremely dissatisfied with this.

This time, the outfits being shot were all very sexy—thin, see-through, and small.

In many photos, I showed off my firm breasts, or my lower abdomen covered by a tight pair of panties.

Director Jin's gaze was lewd, making me feel like a lamb being watched by a hungry wolf.

But it didn't matter; he had already seen everything about me when he took nude photos for the college last time.

Later, I stopped going into the dressing room when changing clothes and simply changed right in front of Director Jin.

Let him see to his heart's content! Being beautiful isn't my fault! Director Jin said: "This is the last outfit."

I took off the clothes I'd worn for the previous photoshoot, standing shirtless in only a tiny thong under the lights, waiting for Director Jin to bring out the clothes.

But Director Jin didn't move while looking at me; instead, he said, "Teacher Lin, take off your underwear."

"What?!"

I asked him in surprise, "Wasn't this a costume photoshoot? I didn't say we were going to take nude photos!" "

It's not a nude photoshoot, it's for you to wear this!"

Director Jin said with a grin, then took out something.

I looked closely and realized it was the extremely sexy thong I'd worn at the press conference that day.

I said irritably, "You want to film this too?"

"Of course! This is the highlight! Hurry up, this is the last set."

I took the thong and instinctively headed towards the changing room, but then I hesitated for a few seconds, stopped, and stood under the spotlight.

I took off the thong I was wearing, once again completely naked in front of Director Jin.

Director Jin stared intently at me, his gaze ambiguous.

I gave him a slight glare, then bent down and put on the tiny pair of pants.

This time, I didn't even need the silk scarf hanging on my upper body. My breasts were exposed to the light without reservation. After taking a few photos while standing, Director Jin asked me to pose in that position where I was kneeling on the ground with my buttocks sticking out high. I was a little unhappy, but I still did as he asked.

I had just gotten into position when Director Jin approached. He actually went behind me, put his hands between my legs, and forcefully spread them apart, saying, "Spread your legs wider!"

I said to him irritably, "Just tell me what you want me to do, don't try to take advantage of me."

Before I could finish speaking, Director Jin pressed down on my waist with one hand and placed the other between my legs, near my genitals, and lifted me up forcefully, saying, "Lift it higher!"

His thumb was pressing against my vaginal opening! I was about to speak when Director Jin returned to the camera stand and said, "Okay, that's it, don't move!"

I lay on the ground looking at Director Jin's fat, lecherous face, feeling helpless as he took advantage of me without being able to retaliate.

After taking a few shots with the stationary camera, Director Jin picked up another camera hanging around his neck and started taking pictures of me from different angles.

That damned bastard was behind me again.

I knew what he was going to do.

I really didn't want him taking pictures of me from behind; my thong was so small, the back of my labia were definitely showing, and the thong around my buttocks was so thin and transparent, my anus would definitely be clearly visible… But I still let Director Jin take pictures from behind. My feelings were quite complicated. Before I could even hesitate, the shutter clicked a few times.

Finally, he was done! I stood up and let out a long sigh of relief.

Director Jin, with a smile on his face, very kindly brought me a glass of water.

I simply sat down on the chair next to me without changing my clothes, took a sip of water, and rested for a bit.

"How is it, Director? Am I a decent model?"

"Of course! Of course! Professor Lin is the best model in the world! You should really find a modeling agency to make you a world-renowned supermodel!"

"The director's up to his old tricks again, he must have some ulterior motive! But these photos are only for your academic papers, not for any other purpose!"

"Of course! I'm not that immoral. But, occasionally I'll show them off to feast my eyes."

"You scoundrel!"

I was speechless with anger.

Finally, I said, "Alright, it's getting late, I should go!"

With that, I stood up, took off Director Jin's "masterpiece," and prepared to put on my clothes and go home.

Just as I put on my old thong, suddenly, a pair of arms grabbed me from behind.

It was Director Jin! What was this fat pervert thinking? "Director, what are you doing?"

I asked in surprise, struggling.

"Teacher Lin, you're so charming! I can't take it anymore!"

Fatty Jin said breathlessly.

His hands were already tightly covering my breasts.

"Mmm...mmm...Director, you...you shouldn't do this! Mmm..." I whispered to him, struggling, afraid that someone outside would hear.

But my struggles were useless. Director Jin was very strong, and he hugged me tighter and tighter, making it almost impossible for me to move.

He whispered in my ear from behind, "Teacher Lin, I miss you so much! You have to give yourself to me, I'll make you happy!"

I struggled helplessly a few more times, but my strength waned, and I could only whisper, "No...

um... don't do this..." At this moment, a strange feeling rose in my heart, humiliating, terrified, but also somewhat expectant.

Seeing that my resistance was gradually weakening, Director Jin freed his right hand and began to caress my whole body.

"Um... no... um..." Director Jin kneaded my breasts with one hand and gently rubbed my nipples with his fingertips, while his other hand roamed all over my body, first my high nose, then my shoulders and abdomen.

Oh my god, that hand slid down to my thigh! It was moving towards the inside of my legs! "Mmm...

no...no..." I was still instinctively resisting, but my resistance was powerless, merely a symbolic writhing.

My voice grew softer and softer, almost a moan.

The shame and fear remained in my heart, but the desire grew stronger and stronger, even Director Jin's hand was giving me a kind of pleasure.

I could also feel something harder and harder pressing against my buttocks.

Director Jin's hand touched my private parts through my underwear, then he reached his hand inside my underwear from above, heading straight for my crotch.

"Teacher Lin, your pubic hair is so soft!"

Director Jin's hand reached my triangle area, and after playing with my pubic hair a few times, he continued to move downwards.

Oh my god! His hand touched my labia! His fingers rubbed back and forth on my labia, while the fingers of his other hand gently rubbed my nipples.

A wave of tingling sensations washed over me, stimulating me to the point of fever and flushing my face.

My fear was gradually subsiding, though the humiliation remained, while desire and pleasure clearly took over.

Of course, I was still instinctively trying to maintain a sense of restraint and rejection.

I twisted my body, trying to break free from Director Jin, saying, "No...no." Hearing this, Director Jin became even more brazen, saying as he touched me, "You still say no? You're already wiggling your ass, and your pussy is so wet, you're thinking about me, aren't you!"

Hearing these words, I suddenly came to my senses. With a burst of strength, I broke free from the unsuspecting Director Jin.

"No! I can't do this..." I said to Director Jin, my face red and breathless.

Before I could finish speaking, Director Jin suddenly rushed over, scooped me up (I was almost completely naked), and carried me out of the studio.

I struggled a few times, but it was useless.

Although I'm 1.78 meters tall, due to my profession, I've always carefully maintained my physique, making myself appear tall and slender, so I'm not very strong.

Director Jin, who is only about 1.7 meters tall, is incredibly burly, and with his strength, I was no match for him.

In the end, I could only be like a helpless lamb, letting the burly Director Jin hold me in his arms.

Director Jin carried me into another room, his bedroom.

After entering the room, he threw me, who was now powerless and without will to resist, onto a large bed, and then stood by the bed, lecherously watching me.

I lay in bed, my heart pounding, my body burning with heat, my face flushed, and I could only gasp for breath.

I saw Director Jin begin to undress beside the bed.

He quickly stripped naked, his muscular physique laid bare before me.

And his penis, already hard and erect atop a tuft of dark hair.

That thing was quite large.

Although male dancers often wore tight pants that accentuated their genitals during dance rehearsals, I had never seen anyone other than my husband's penis so directly before.

Director Jin's naked body filled me with utter humiliation.

I pursed my lips and buried my head in the sheets.

Actually, I had every opportunity to resist when Director Jin was undressing, but by then I had lost the will to resist; instead, I was waiting for it to happen.

Despite my fear and inner conflict,

Director Jin, now naked, climbed onto the bed and pressed himself against me. He flipped me over, placed his hands on my breasts, and began rubbing my nipples with his fingertips, while his mouth kissed my face.

I didn't reciprocate his kisses, nor did I resist.

The intense, tingling sensation from his fingertips rubbing my nipples made my nostrils flare.

I was aroused! After kissing my face for a while, Director Jin's mouth moved towards my lower body.

Soon, he sucked on one of my nipples and rubbed it rapidly with his tongue.

The stimulation from his tongue rubbing my nipple was much stronger than from his fingertips, and coupled with the fact that Director Jin was also rubbing my other nipple with his hand, the combined sensations made me increasingly excited.

I tilted my head back, closed my eyes tightly, flared my nostrils, and pursed my lips, completely enjoying the sensations Director Jin was giving me.

I still felt a little humiliated, but I no longer had any thoughts of resistance.

Director Jin's other hand reached into my panties and began to caress my genitals.

The sensations intensified! This was it! I could no longer control myself, and moans of "Mmm... Mmm..." escaped from my nostrils.

I also twisted my waist, cooperating with Director Jin's caresses of my genitals.

Director Jin's head moved down again, kissing as he moved, until he reached my inner thighs.

After kissing my thighs a few times, he suddenly lifted my buttocks with his hands and quickly removed the last piece of clothing on my body—my panties.

I actually pulled my legs back slightly, cooperating with him to take off my underwear! Now I was completely exposed to Director Jin's lustful eyes again! Director Jin spread my legs, bringing his eyes close to my genitals for a close examination. His hands alternately caressed my thighs and genitals, making me even more excited.

Director Jin played with my labia a few times with his fingers, then leaned in and kissed them.

My God! Even my husband, Zhang Xinmu, had only touched that area; no one had ever kissed it like this before.

I bit my lip in excitement.

Director Jin kissed me passionately and excitedly; I could hear the sounds of his sucking.

The tingling sensation he gave me when he kissed my genitals was overwhelming! Director Jin paused, grabbed my legs, flipped me over, and then lifted me up by the waist, making me kneel on the bed with my buttocks raised high, facing him.

My whole body went limp, obediently letting Director Jin do as he pleased.

Director Jin leaned in from behind and kissed my genitals again.

This time he also stuck out his tongue and pressed hard against my vaginal opening.

My excitement reached a climax.

I moaned "Mmm...mmm...mmm," and gently twisted my buttocks.

Director Jin then used his fingers to caress my anus, which was another unprecedentedly intense stimulation! My anus had never been touched by anyone else! Not even my husband.

I was completely conquered by Director Jin! For a long time, I hadn't enjoyed a complete sexual experience, let alone one as stimulating as this.

Director Jin's patient caresses contrasted sharply with my husband's haste.

A long-awaited desire within me was greatly satisfied today.

Director Jin used both his hands and mouth to play with my genitals and anus for a long time before stopping.

He flipped me over again like a piece of cloth.

He half-pressed on top of me, pausing his movements.

I was held by him, panting heavily.

Taking advantage of his pause, I also needed to rest for a bit. I

hadn't experienced such passion in a long time, and it was truly overwhelming.

Director Jin looked at me with a lecherous smile.

He brought his face close to mine and said, "Teacher Lin, your body is so perfect! You're so sexy! I dream of making love with you! Look how hard my little brother is."

After saying that, he even took my hand, wanting me to touch his thing. As

soon as I touched it, I forcefully pulled my hand back.

I ignored the lecherous man and turned my face away.

A sliver of self-respect remained within me.

"Oh, still embarrassed at this point? Look at you just now, moaning and wriggling your ass, you clearly enjoyed me playing with you. And your pussy, I don't know how much juice it's flowing out. But it tastes pretty good."

Director Jin's lewd words made me blush deeply, overwhelmed with shame.

I pushed him away.

"You're disgusting! Taking advantage of me isn't enough!"

"Haha, with such a beauty, taking advantage of her like this isn't enough."

Seeing my reply, Director Jin's interest was piqued again.

He laid me flat, climbed on top of me, spread my legs, and reached down to caress my genitals again.

I quickly became aroused again and moaned once more.

After touching me for a while, Director Jin lowered his hips and pushed hard.

My God! His penis pierced my vagina! I finally became a complete prisoner of this lecherous Director Jin! He fucked me! I didn't resist! After Director Jin entered my vagina, my vagina immediately felt incredibly full.

Therefore, when he entered, I not only didn't resist, but even groaned excitedly.

Director Jin's fat body began to rhythmically thrust into me.

With his thrusts, waves of pleasure continuously emanated from my penetrated vagina, spreading throughout my body and reaching my heart.

These pleasures overwhelmed me, and I began to groan and writhe in rhythm with Director Jin.

I even pursed my lips, closed my eyes, and savored this pleasure.

The pleasure of having sex with someone else was so intense.

Director Jin truly lived up to his reputation as a lecherous scoundrel; he was quite skilled at sex.

His rhythm varied, his penetration depth differed, and his hands and mouth constantly caressed my other parts.

Sometimes he would suddenly increase the force of his thrusts, causing my slender body to tremble as his massive frame slammed against me, the points of contact making a "smack...smack..." sound.

"Mmm...ah...mmm..." I moaned, feeling like I was dying from pleasure.

Compared to him, my husband was awful! Director Jin flipped me over, wanting me to lift my buttocks.

I complied, and he thrust his penis into my vagina through my raised buttocks.

"Mmm...ah...mmm..." I groaned.

"Mmm... my darling, your pussy feels so good!... so good!... mmm..." Director Jin spoke up too, and from his voice, I could tell he was exhausted.

"Mmm... mmm..." I could only moan incessantly... Director Jin fucked me in this position for a long time.

He jumped off the bed, stood on the floor, then pulled me to the edge of the bed, made me put my legs on his shoulders, and thrust into me again... Director Jin made me stand on the floor too, bend over and hold onto the edge of the bed with my hands, and then he fucked me from behind... I don't know how long it was before we were doing it on the bed again. Director Jin

suddenly increased the rhythm and force of his thrusts, making gurgling sounds, and then he thrust with all his might, and I felt a warmth in my vagina, he ejaculated inside me! "Mmm... mmm..." I hadn't fully recovered from the orgasm yet, and I still moaned softly a few times.

Director Jin's plump body pressed against me, and it took him a long time to roll over.

A moment later, he rolled over again and hugged me.

This time, although I turned my back to him, I still obediently snuggled into his arms.

Director Jin gently stroked my thighs and buttocks, smiling as he said, "Teacher Lin, you've given me such pleasure! I haven't lasted this long in ages!"

Seeing that I ignored him, he added, "Don't be like that. You were so excited just now, look! Your pussy is still wet!"

He then touched my genitals and then my buttocks.

I felt his hand was wet.

He really could feel moisture in my genitals! I still ignored him, and he then moved to touch my breasts.

"Teacher Lin's body is so beautiful, your face is like a fairy's, your breasts are firm and perky, the perfect size, your waist is so slender, and your legs are straight, long, and so strong, you really have no flaws..." "I've been dreaming about your figure for so long, watching you practice dance, and seeing you take nude photos last time, it always gets me so excited..." "I've been wanting to sleep with you for a long time, but I've never had the chance. You married that spineless Zhang Xinmu, what a waste of talent! Luckily I got to sleep with you before you gave birth, otherwise it would have been even more of a pity!..." I finally couldn't hold back anymore and retorted angrily, "You bad guy!" "

Haha! I'm just going to be naughty with you!"

Having regained his energy, Director Jin laid me flat and pressed himself against me again.

His mouth and hands began to roam over my body again… Director Jin was still powerful this time, and the intense orgasm completely robbed me of my usual composure and restraint. Like a slut, I cooperated with him, obediently adopting several positions. When he indicated that he wanted me on top, I actually sat on him, even using my hand to guide his penis, aligning it with my vaginal opening, and then I sat down, letting his penis fully penetrate my body… After we finished, we lay there for a long time. Once

I calmed down a little, a complex feeling arose in my heart.

After all, I had made love with someone I had an affair with! And with such a lustful person! Even though I am a very open person and like to show off my sexiness.

But I never intended to be a promiscuous person. I'm an artist; there's always a refined element in my blood.

Yet, when the time came, I couldn't control myself.

I couldn't resist my desires. I don't know why, maybe it's because I was born with such desires, or maybe it's because these desires are rarely satisfied! What I thought about most was: My God, I've been played by Fatty Jin, and twice in a row.

After lying down for a while, Director Jin said he was hungry.

Hearing him say that, I also felt quite hungry.

Looking at my watch, I realized it was almost afternoon! Director Jin insisted on taking me to a restaurant for dinner. I declined briefly, then agreed.

Director Jin drove his car to the apartment building entrance, and I quickly got in.

Although the hotel was very upscale, our meal didn't last long.

I said I was tired and wanted to rest.

Director Jin didn't say much, immediately paid the bill, and drove me back to the college.

But he didn't take me home; instead, he took me to his house.

I reluctantly went into his house with him, and he couldn't wait to have sex with me again.

Afterwards, I was really tired and unknowingly fell asleep on Director Jin's bed...

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