My Troublesome Roommate

My Troublesome Roommate

My Troublesome Roommate My Troublesome Roommate 1 It was another ordinary day at school. I watched Ms. Liu Yilin call roll at the blackboard.
"Good morning, everyone. Let's begin roll call. Chen Zhehao?" The teacher picked up the roll call book as usual.
"Here!"
"Lin Jiafan?"
"Here!"
"Zhang Jianhong?"
"Here! Teacher, what color underwear are you wearing today?" a student sitting at the front of the classroom asked.
"The same color as your mom's!" the teacher said impatiently, then picked up the roll call book and hit him on the head.
Ms. Liu had just graduated from Normal University this year and was very young. Naturally, she was closer to us high school students, and we often joked with her. Ms. Liu was very beautiful, with long, flowing hair. She always wore fashionable suits to class, which made her very popular among the male students.
Zhang Jianhong seemed quite serious about the teacher's answer. He replied, "The same color as my mom's? Is it red?"
All of them, including the teacher, were showing three lines. The teacher, stunned, said, "Your mom is really trendy."
I thought to myself, this Zhang Jianhong is really funny, even looking at his mother's underwear.
"Zhang Yaoren?" the teacher called my name.
"Yes!"
"Come to my office during lunch break today."
"Why?" I didn't remember doing anything heinous, and my grades were pretty good.
"Don't you want those adult books you brought to school?" the teacher casually mentioned.
Suddenly, the female classmates around me looked at me with disdain. I had to quickly reply, "Teacher, those aren't mine!"
The teacher said nonchalantly, "Then I'll just throw them away."
Hearing that the teacher was going to throw away my collection, I quickly said, "No! Those..." Besides my collection, some of those were borrowed; throwing them away would be a big problem.
Wang Xunyu, who sat behind me, patted my shoulder and said, "Go ahead, only you can get them back." I almost forgot that some of those books belonged to him.
I sighed and said to the teacher, "Okay."
Lunch break was over in a flash, and I went to the teacher's office.
I walked to the teacher's seat and saw him frowning as he looked at my treasured adult books.
When he noticed me, he looked up and said, "These things must be photoshopped, otherwise how could they be so big!"
I said awkwardly, "I'm not really sure."
The teacher handed me my photo albums and said, "Here, take them. Don't bring these things to school again."
"Okay." I didn't expect it to be so easy.
The teacher cleared his throat and said, "Now for the main point."
"Huh?" There's more? What could it be?
"I heard you live alone in an apartment?"
"Yes, because my parents work abroad."
The teacher clasped his hands together and said pitifully, "Please give me a room."
"Teacher, what are you saying?" I couldn't believe a teacher would say something like that.
The teacher added, "It has to be free!"
"Teacher, are you stupid? How can a teacher ask a student something like that?" I didn't mince words with the young female teacher.
"I had some trouble with money lately, and I didn't pay my rent, so the landlord kicked me out. It's pathetic, isn't it?" The teacher looked out the window, feigning melancholy.
Looking at the designer clothes she was wearing, I muttered, "She got what she deserved."
The teacher continued, "Of course, I know this isn't a simple question, but if you let me stay..." She lowered her voice and said, "You can touch my breasts."
I immediately replied, "No way!" Who knows what would happen if I got involved in something this troublesome?
With that, I grabbed the photobook and turned to leave the teacher's office.
Before leaving, I thought I heard the teacher stomp her foot.
My Troublesome Roommate 2 After school, I went to the convenience store not far from my home and started my evening job. There weren't many customers tonight, so my job at the counter was relatively easy.
The boy next to me put his hand on my shoulder and asked, "Hey, Ren, how's it going? Getting used to it?"
It was Ak who asked me; he was my senior at my part-time job. Although he was my senior, we were both high school seniors.
Since my parents went abroad to work, I chose a job at a convenience store at night to avoid being alone at home. It would keep me from being lonely and also give me some extra pocket money.
I smiled and replied, "It's alright, but there are still a few details I can't remember. But I believe it will get better."
Ak chuckled softly and said, "By the way, those DVDs I gave you last time were pretty good, weren't they? You can order them online and they fly directly from Denmark." Ak had lent me a few of his favorite films last week.
"You mean those ones? Hehe, they were really great. I never expected to see those kinds of positions. Foreign countries are really advanced." This kind of wicked laugh, which only men understand, made us two hot-blooded young men feel uneasy if we didn't say it for a day.
Ak grinned lewdly at me, "Yeah, it's always surprising. The feeling is different when you're dressed."
I smiled and nodded as I tidied the cigarettes on the counter.
"What position do you like?" a woman's voice asked from beside the counter.
While tidying the cigarettes, I casually replied, "Not just the position, even the props are different. Most importantly, the clothes."
"Slowly take off your school uniform before doing it?" the voice continued.
"Um..." After I finished tidying up, the person standing before me was someone I least expected to see. "T-Teacher... what are you doing here?" I asked, pointing at her.
The teacher smiled and greeted me, "Hi~"
She was wearing the school uniform she wore during the day, pulling a small suitcase.
"T-Teacher?" Ak stared in disbelief at the young woman before him, unable to believe that this woman, who looked a little older than him, was a teacher. I believe that in her mind, no high school teacher would dress like an office lady, let alone believe that a high school teacher could be this beautiful.
"Yes, she's my homeroom teacher," I nodded.
"Excuse me... do you have a boyfriend?" Ak rushed over from behind the counter to the teacher and asked.
The teacher replied cutely, "Sorry~ I'm not interested in anyone younger than me. Maybe in your next life." I thought to myself, what a little devil, able to reject someone with a smile.
Ak looked as if he'd been dealt a heavy blow, clutching his chest, completely petrified.
Although I knew this would be the outcome, I couldn't help but say, "Teacher... you're really ruthless. That rejection was so decisive."
"That blond kid is way too young to date me," the teacher said with a smile, flicking her hair.
Just then, the shop manager's voice came from inside: "Yaoren, you can go now."
"Oh." Turning to Ak, who was standing there blankly, I said, "The rest is up to you."
After changing out of my work clothes, I started my journey home.
The teacher followed behind me the whole way, pulling a small suitcase.
Even at my doorstep, she was still following. I finally couldn't help but say, "Teacher! Is there something you need? This is my house."
The teacher looked shy, biting her finger, and said, "Um... I want to stay at your house tonight."
In this situation with my troublesome roommate #3, I bet 70 out of 100 men would open the door and let her in. Of course, I'm a normal man too, and I smiled slightly at the teacher. ...
Bang!
In those few seconds, I smoothly opened and closed the door, leaving the teacher, caught off guard, locked outside.
"Open the door! Open the door!" the teacher shouted, kicking my door.
"Teacher, don't joke around. What girl goes to a boy's house to stay overnight, especially since I'm your student?" I leaned against my front door, feeling the impact.
"Coward! I'm going to break down the door if you don't open it!" The teacher didn't care at all about what I had just said.
"You dare to say something like that? Are you really a teacher?"
Suddenly, the banging on the door stopped. I heard the teacher's deep voice say, "Sigh, it really didn't work. I think... I'd better go back. Sorry for causing you trouble."
I waited quietly for a few seconds, and after confirming that there was no sound, I slowly opened the door a crack. I wanted to see if the teacher was really gone. I saw a foot in a black high heel instantly run into the crack in the door.
The teacher smiled as if she had succeeded in her scheme, "You're still too green." After saying that, she pushed hard and brought herself and her small suitcase into my house.
"Excuse me!"
"Teacher, wait a minute." I quickly ran in to stop her.
"Wow, what a big house. You're just a kid, but you live in such a nice house." The teacher looked at the decorations in the room with admiration.
"My parents rented this for me..." Before I could finish speaking, the teacher had already jumped onto the bed.
"Wow~ It's a bed! It's a bed! I haven't slept in a bed in ages!" The teacher excitedly rolled around, hugging my pillow.
"Teacher... calm down." I stood beside the bed, trying to soothe her.
My room, or rather, my apartment, had a small kitchen, and the living room and bed were combined. There wasn't really a separate room.
Looking at the teacher, I mustered my courage and said, "Teacher, I think you should stay at your friend's house." I thought about it; it's not good for a student to live with a teacher. Besides, we're of different genders, so it's better not to live together to avoid a lot of trouble.
"I've been staying at friends' houses until last week, but everyone kicks me out immediately." After saying that, the teacher rolled over and lay down on my bed.
I asked curiously, "Why?"
"How should I know?" I thought to myself, maybe the teacher has some bad habits.
The teacher continued, "I don't care~ I want to sleep on a spring mattress, I want to sleep on a soft bed!" Then she started shaking her legs like a child.
"My sister's house and my hometown are both so far away... I don't know what it would be like to stay at a male friend's house... so I was thinking of staying at Zhang's house."
"Wait a minute, I'm a guy too." I quickly reminded the teacher, hoping to change her mind.
The teacher stood up and stared at me, saying fiercely, "What will you do to me?"
"No, no. I won't do anything." I quickly waved my hands.
The teacher laughed and said, "Hahaha, right, it's super safe. You don't have the guts." I was actually underestimated.
"But teacher, it's not very good for you, as a teacher, to spend the night with a student, you're not... ah." I saw the teacher unbutton her white shirt, revealing a white bra and her snow-white breasts.
I quickly turned away.
The teacher laughed and said, "How about this? Want to get a little closer?"
I touched my forehead helplessly and said, "Stop it, have mercy on me."
Hearing me say that, the teacher quickly continued, "Then can I stay here tonight?"
"Okay." What else could I say but agree? The teacher had already started taking off her clothes.
"Yay~" the teacher cheered.
My Troublesome Roommate 4. I was drinking coffee, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom. I was feeling uneasy, wondering why a teacher was taking a shower in my house.
As I drank, the water stopped. The teacher emerged wearing a tight-fitting workout outfit.
"Ah~ that feels so refreshing," she said happily.
Seeing her in such a form-fitting outfit, I almost spat out my coffee.
I pointed at her and said, "What are you wearing?!"
"Do I have to be so shy about this kind of clothing?" she said, adjusting her chest area.
"Teacher!" I called out to her.
"You see this kind of clothing all the time at the gym. It's not a problem," the teacher said nonchalantly.
"Teacher, it's okay if you're okay, but it's okay for me..." I said, averting my gaze to avoid further embarrassment.
Before I could finish speaking, the teacher climbed onto the only bed in the room, lay down, and nonchalantly said, "Anyone who makes such a fuss about something like this must be a virgin."
Caught off guard, I exclaimed, "What?! You..."
The teacher, without even flinching, continued, "Goodnight, I'm going to sleep."
Watching her close her eyes, I quickly said, "Teacher?" But in less than a few seconds, she had fallen asleep. This
is ridiculous! How can someone be so self-centered? It's like this is her home. Oh well.
I went to the bathroom to wash my dirty clothes, but when I opened the washing machine, I couldn't help but scream.
"Ugh..." A pair of women's silk panties and a bra were inside the washing machine.
I picked them up and muttered to myself, "Putting underwear in a stranger's washing machine like that, doesn't she have any shame?"
"What are you yelling about?" The teacher stood behind me, rubbing her eyes.
"Huh?"
"What are you doing holding my panties?" The teacher looked at me and the panties in my hand.
"No, no, I don't need anything." I quickly waved my hand to explain.
The teacher turned and walked back to the bed, saying as she went, "Then let's wash together, it's only two pieces." "
Hmm..." What could I say but agree? The teacher didn't care at all.
"Goodnight then, be quiet." After saying that, the teacher fell asleep again.
I looked at the teacher's sleeping posture, hugging the quilt, and thought that today felt like a nightmare. It felt like I wasn't treated like a man at all.
"What! Forgot your homework?" The teacher who taught in the morning was very dashing.
"Sorry." The one who answered was Zhang Jianhong, who was sitting in front of me. I saw him scratching his head and grinning at the teacher.
"Why is it only me who forgets my lesson?" the teacher asked, smacking
Zhang Jianhong on the head with her textbook. "Ouch~ harder..." Zhang Jianhong closed his eyes in enjoyment.
A girl in the class couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Teacher, don't hit Zhang Jianhong, the more you hit him, the more he enjoys it."
The teacher said, "Huh? Really? Then I won't hit him."
Zhang Jianhong quickly grabbed the teacher's hand and said, "Wh...why is this happening? Hit him again!"
"Wow, don't touch me!" the teacher quickly shook off his hand.
The teacher looked at the class and continued, "Does anyone else forget their homework?"
I raised my right hand.
The teacher looked at me thoughtfully and said, "Zhang...um...good boy, good boy." After saying that, she patted my head.
At that moment, I felt quite embarrassed.
At this time, the male students in the class started to protest.
"What is that! That's unfair!"
the teacher scolded impatiently. "You're all so noisy! Zhang just happened to forget to bring it."
Wang Xunyu behind me said enviously, "That's so nice."
I replied, puzzled, "What's so nice about it?"
"It's all for your own good."
I looked at the teacher on the podium and replied, "Is that so?"
My troublesome roommate, ta-da!
"Yay, finally lunchtime!" Hearing the lunch break bell, several students who had been studying until their brains were practically dead couldn't help but cheer.
Walking down the corridor, holding the bread I had just bought from the school store, I sighed involuntarily, thinking about what happened last night.
Wang Xunyu beside me asked, "Why are you always sighing?"
"Something's wrong."
He laughed and said, "Could it be because of those DVDs from before?" Of course, those DVDs weren't normal films, and I hadn't even finished watching them all—what can I do when there's another person at home...
Suddenly, a soft voice came from behind me: "Zhang student..."
I saw my teacher waving at me from behind a nearby science classroom.
The teacher, head bowed, said pitifully, "Zhang student, could you lend me two hundred yuan?"
"Huh...you're that poor?" I couldn't believe a teacher didn't even have two hundred yuan.
The teacher said dejectedly, "Well...it's hard to borrow money from other teachers, but I'm hungry."
I helplessly told her, "I only have enough for my lunch."
Looking at the bread in my hand, I continued, "These breads, you can have them if you want."
"Really!? Is that okay!?"
The teacher smiled innocently, "I'm so happy~ Thank you." Seeing the teacher's cute smile made me blush. Well,
that's good, the teacher seems so happy...
A week passed quickly.
The teacher seemed to have become addicted to living at my house; after coming home from school, she would play my video games while waiting for dinner.
"I'm so hungry, is dinner ready yet?" the teacher asked in front of the TV.
"Just a little longer, it'll be ready soon." This kind of conversation has become a daily routine.
Fortunately!? I'm a pretty good cook, so I'm managing to feed this big kid?
"Teacher, come here. Today we're having omelet rice." I put the rice on the small table in the living room.
"Wow, omelet rice!" The teacher looked at the delicious food in front of her happily.
The next few minutes were just eating and eating.
"Teacher, eat slower." She really is a big kid.
At night, the teacher sleeps in my bed, while I'm entering my seventh consecutive day sleeping on the sofa. I really don't know how long this will last. This kind of life... Although I don't hate it that much, there's one problem that can't be ruled out...
One day after class, Xie Wenyuan, who was next to me, said, "I've been living with my sister for a week now. Although my sister and I get along well, there's one problem: my sister is always around, so I can't 'do it'."
Xie Wenyuan's parents don't live with him either, so he and his sister rent a small apartment together.
I smiled at him and said, "Hehe, you're right, I understand perfectly."
He looked out the window and said, "Women probably can't understand this feeling, right?"
I thought about the past few days and said, "That's true, what should we do?"
"Huh? What? Is there something suggestive going on?" Just then, the teacher walked towards us. "Teacher Liu!?" Xie Wenyuan looked at her helplessly.
The teacher walked to my side and leaned on my hand, saying, "I see, Xie lives with his sister, so he can't 'handle' his troubles!"
I stared at her and asked, "How long have you been listening?"
The teacher didn't answer and continued, "Just ask your sister to help you like this..." As she spoke, she made a fist with her left hand and shook it up and down. "Like this... oh, that hurts..."
I smacked the teacher on the forehead and said, "Is this how a teacher should talk?!"
"What! This is the most realistic thing!" the teacher retorted, then laughed and ran away.
I shook my head and said, "Where's the reality?"
Xie Wenyuan smiled as he watched the teacher's retreating figure and said, "I feel like the teacher has been in a good mood lately. Did something good happen?"
"Probably because there's a free place to stay, plus three meals a day."
Xie Wenyuan looked at me with a puzzled expression and said, "Is that so?"
"It seems... like that."
My Troublesome Roommate 6 That night when I got home, the teacher was noticeably unusually silent.
After dinner, while I was doing my homework at the dining table, the teacher sat on the sofa and stared straight at me.
"Teacher, is there something you need? I can't concentrate if you keep looking at me like that." I turned to her and gave her a fawning smile.
The teacher looked into my eyes and said, "Um... there's something I need to ask you."
I thought to myself that it was rare for the teacher to be so "polite" today.
"Hmm?"
The teacher blushed and said, "Zhang, are you masturbating? Are you?"
I awkwardly replied, "Why are you asking such a thing?"
"Because I overheard your conversation this morning, and I was thinking that it wouldn't be very convenient for me to do it here, would it?"
The teacher continued, "And I heard that if a man has too much semen inside his body and can't get it out, it's bad for his health..."
I stopped her from continuing, saying, "Is that so? I've never heard of that." I looked back at my textbook and said, "I have no comment on that."
The teacher said anxiously, "Why!? Aren't we like family?"
"I don't discuss this kind of thing with my family."
The teacher climbed off the sofa and sat next to me, saying, "I can go out for an hour and come back."
I covered my head and said exaggeratedly, "I don't need this kind of concern."
"Then... I'll help you with my hand." The teacher looked at me shyly.
"What did you say?" I couldn't believe this was something the teacher would say.
The teacher's long hair fell over her red t-shirt, her face slightly flushed, and she said softly, "Because I've been living here for free, I feel a little embarrassed. Can I help you with just my hand?... Ouch! That hurts!"
I grabbed a textbook from the table and hit the teacher on the head.
I frowned at her: "If you have any more bad ideas, go find a place that charges money to live." If I really did this, wouldn't we both be ruined?
The teacher touched the spot where she was hit and growled softly, "Hmm... Push me down!" After saying that, she pressed me down on the floor.
"Whoa!"
When I raised my head slightly, what I saw was the teacher's tight denim shorts.
"T-Teacher?" My voice trembled slightly.
The teacher didn't answer me, she just kept pulling down my pants, and the next moment my penis touched the air.
"Gurgle!" At this moment, I finally understood what it meant to be terrified out of one's wits in novels.
The teacher's delicate hand touched my limp penis, and I quickly stopped her, "Wait! Teacher, wait a minute!"
The teacher said impatiently, "Ugh, so noisy! Just stay still, it'll be over soon. You should be done soon, right? It's been so long."
I frantically moved my hands and said, "What do you mean?" The teacher's pert buttocks, visible through her tight denim shorts, were less than fifteen centimeters in front of me, making my ears and cheeks burn.
"Teacher!" I propped myself up with my right hand, and my left hand naturally pressed against the teacher's pert buttocks.
"Don't touch me!" the teacher shouted, then forcefully sat on my chest to stop my struggle. But her hands didn't stop moving.
"Zhang, just stay still!"
Is this some kind of unusual experience for me? Everything happened so fast that I didn't feel anything in my penis, but as the teacher's hand stroked it, waves of comfortable sensations slowly came from below.
What should I do!? What should I do!? Although it felt really good, it couldn't go on like this forever.
My troublesome roommate, Teacher 7, said with a hint of surprise, "Ah... it's hard."
"Huh, is that so?" Isn't that obvious? If it wasn't hard by now, I'd have to go see a urologist.
I only heard Teacher 7 slowly say, "Let me... lick it a little."
I couldn't react and could only say, "Huh!?"
The next moment, I felt my penis being enveloped by Teacher 7's warm tongue. Teacher 7's tongue kept tracing the edge of my penis tip, occasionally sucking on the sensitive urethral opening.
"Ah... Teacher, wait! Wait! This isn't good." I tried to get up by supporting myself on the floor with my hands.
Teacher 7 turned around and said, "Is it done? Hurry up and come out!"
"Isn't that a little bit inappropriate? It's a rare opportunity, and if I just... Ah! What did I say!" You're the one who made me hard, and you're the one who wants me to come out. Teacher 7 is too individualistic.
Teacher 7 seemed unhappy with my expression of enjoyment: "Don't be so arrogant!" After saying that, she took my glans back into her mouth and sucked on it hard.
Overwhelmed by the intense stimulation, I couldn't help but groan, "Ah..." As the teacher took it into her mouth, her tongue swirled around the sensitive spot on my penis.
A few seconds later, stimulated by her mouth and tongue, my penis ejaculated a lot of semen.
The teacher hadn't noticed the prelude, so much of it sprayed onto her mouth and pretty face. She exclaimed, "Waaah! Ah! Really! You should have said something before you came! Waaah!"
The last "waaah" came because I pushed her away, causing her to lose her balance and fall to the ground.
Looking at her holding tissues, I asked, "Would you do this kind of thing with someone who isn't your boyfriend?"
"Of course not. If I would, I'd already be spending the night at a male friend's house." Wiping the semen from her face, the teacher continued, "But don't misunderstand, this was just a little something for Zhang."
Looking at the teacher lying on the ground, I couldn't resist pulling down her denim shorts and underwear together.
The teacher exclaimed, "What are you doing!"
I blushed and said to her, "Let me see the teacher's too."
"What!? Are you trying to rebel?"
Ignoring the teacher's struggles, her genitals were quickly exposed to my eyes.
The teacher blushed and said, "You're so annoying..."
I used my left hand to spread the teacher's labia. The teacher shouted, "Wow! Wait! Zhang Yaoren!"
The teacher grabbed the reference book next to her and hit me hard on the head, saying angrily, "You perverted brat. Really!"
I was dizzy from the heavy blow to my head and stopped what I was doing, but I closed the distance between me and the teacher.
The teacher lay on her side, looking at me warily, and said, "What are you doing? Wait a minute."
I knelt down next to the teacher, looking at the sexy body lying on the ground, and said, "Teacher...aren't you already wet?" When I touched the teacher's genitals just now, I could feel that it was very wet.
The teacher blushed and said, "...No, that's not true, you idiot."
I touched the teacher's snow-white buttocks with my left hand, slowly moving towards her garden, gently rubbing her secret garden, and said, "This...isn't it?"
The teacher said stubbornly, "Huh? Hmm~ Hmm...what is it? Hmm...ah...hmm~" The teacher covered her sexy little mouth with her hand, trying not to make a moan.
The teacher looked at me and said, "You can only touch! You can't go all the way in!"
"Ah, it's in."
My troublesome roommate 8 My middle and ring fingers entered the teacher's garden along with the teacher's love juice.
"Hmm...hmm...ah!" The teacher exclaimed.
I quickly asked, "Sorry, sorry, does it hurt?"
The teacher closed her eyes and moaned softly, "Ugh...ugh~no...it's okay."
Encouraged, I slowly moved my fingers in and out of the teacher's wet and hot garden.
"Mmm...ah...ah..." The teacher held her right arm with her left hand, closing her eyes to feel the waves of stimulation coming from her lower body. With each thrust, a large amount of love juice was drawn out.
"Haa...haa..." The teacher's love juice slowly flowed from her garden to her full buttocks.
Simple penetration was no longer enough for me, so I touched the clitoris at the top of her garden with my right hand and rubbed it.
Suddenly, the teacher's body convulsed from such intense stimulation and she collapsed to the ground.
I stopped what I was doing and asked, "I...I'm sorry, was that too much?"
The teacher breathed heavily and whispered to me, "Hey..."
"Hmm?"
The teacher said shyly, "Come in." "
!?"
The teacher spread her legs, using her hands to part her sticky, moist labia, blushing as she said, "Come in...here...is it okay?"
Looking at the teacher's glistening labia, glistening with her love juices, and the pubic hair on them, I nervously stammered, "You... what are you saying...?"
The teacher blushed and said, "Come in, it's already like this..." She gently bit her finger and continued, "Hurry... okay?"
I swallowed hard and stammered, "Can... can... can I?"
So I moved my penis towards the teacher's garden, and the teacher's right hand guided me into the correct position. With ample lubrication, I thrust my hips and entered the teacher's vagina, making the most intimate union with her.
I looked at the teacher lying on the ground and said to her, "I'm in..."
"Hmm... try moving."
I lifted the teacher's snow-white thighs with both hands and began to move my hips, my penis going in and out of the teacher's secret garden.
"Hmm... ha... ah," the teacher moaned, her eyes closed.
Each thrust of my penis brought with it a large amount of her juices, some even splashing onto the teacher's legs.
"Hey, here too." The teacher said, lifting her t-shirt to reveal her firm breasts and luscious nipples.
I grabbed one breast in each hand, holding her nipples between my fingers.
I smiled at her and said, "Teacher, you're such a pervert."
"Idiot..."
The teacher looked at me, stood up, and wrapped her arms around my neck, whispering in my ear, "You can't tell anyone, okay?"
I smelled her fragrance and replied, "Mmm... mmm..."
The next moment, the teacher leaned back, and I fell on top of her.
I stopped thrusting and looked at the teacher.
She looked into my eyes and said, "Let's kiss."
I exclaimed in surprise, "Huh?"
Before I could react, her lips were on mine.
She instructed, "Go a little deeper with your tongue."
"Mmm..." My tongue slipped a little deeper into her mouth.
The teacher said, "What are you being shy about now?!"
"Well..."
The teacher looked at me and said, "You were so enthusiastic just now."
I answered shyly, "Is that so?"
"Never mind, is this your first time?"
"Yes...yes." After saying that, as if I didn't want to be looked down upon by the teacher, I started moving my penis again.
"Ah...I...I understand...this is your first time." The teacher said, her right hand stroking the area where our bodies met, feeling my penis going in and out.
The teacher looked at me kneading her firm breasts and murmured, "You can't tell anyone...this...this...is special." Then she hugged me tighter and wrapped her legs around my waist, and continued, "I hate...people younger than me...and students..."
Besides my penis going in and out of the teacher's body, I kept sucking and licking the teacher's nipples with my hands and mouth. "Mmm...good." The pleasure from the teacher's body made my penis unable to stop.
The next instant, it all shot into the teacher's garden.
"Huh!? Idiot!" The teacher scolded me, looking at the semen slowly flowing out of her body.
"I'm sorry!" I hurriedly grabbed some toilet paper.
After cleaning up the mess, the teacher grumbled, "That's how virgins are!"
I sat in front of her and bowed, saying, "I'm very sorry."
She looked at me: "...Go to sleep, it's late. Let's sleep together sometimes."
That night, the teacher and I lay in bed, but I couldn't fall asleep no matter what I did, and I didn't dare to turn over for fear of waking her.
I had no idea what the teacher was thinking!
I turned my head and looked at the teacher's sleeping, pretty face, thinking that she probably wasn't thinking anything.
As I slept, the teacher fell on top of me, her full body pressing down on me, making it hard for me to fall asleep.
I vaguely heard the teacher talking in her sleep: "Hmm... Zhang... your butt isn't good."
What!? I didn't do anything!
The teacher continued talking in her sleep: "But... I don't hate it. Do a little more..."
Someone help me... I really don't know how this kind of life will turn out...
But perhaps it's not so bad... Perhaps.

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