Teacher, love me!

In my third year of high school, a new English teacher joined our class. She was a 24-year-old Malaysian with a hot figure and a beautiful face.
The bell rang, and the teacher walked in through the front door. She wore a snow-white jumpsuit with a wide black leather belt around her narrow waist. Beneath the short skirt, her long legs were tightly encased in white silk stockings and white high heels with black soles. She walked onto the podium with measured steps.
"Where's the class monitor?" she asked softly and gently.
It turned out that the class monitor was so engrossed in the moment that he forgot to give the command. Only when he heard the teacher ask did he snap out of his daze and give the command: "Stand up, salute!" After everyone greeted him in their most energetic voices, "Hello, teacher!", he then gave the command to sit down.
The teacher smiled knowingly and said, "Hello everyone, you all look very energetic, that's great."
I mischievously said, "Only teachers have that!"
The teacher lowered her head (because our homeroom teacher had moved the naughtiest students in the class to the front row, and I was one of them, so she had to lower her head to speak) and said with feigned anger, "You must be the naughtiest student in the class."
Before I could say anything, the other classmates chimed in, "That's right, it's him!" "Teacher, you're amazing, you guessed perfectly!" "Ha! Yes, yes, yes!" "That's right, that's right."
I could only put on an innocent expression, thinking, "Oh no! It's ruined, it's ruined."
The teacher didn't say anything, but continued to smile. Then she slowly turned around, picked up the chalk, and wrote her name on the blackboard: "Li Lihua".
From then on, whenever there was an English class, the students became very energetic, while I maintained my usual "mischievous" attitude.
That day, I had been eagerly anticipating English class again. Seeing my teacher, Miao Tiao, walk in filled me with excitement. She was wearing a pink outfit today, with a low-cut top featuring a white lace collar and a thin yellow patent leather belt around her waist. She wore a short skirt, and flesh-colored stockings that perfectly accentuated her legs. She completed the look with white lace-up high heels, showcasing her long, slender toes.
I drew her poses in the textbook, not paying any attention to the lesson. Because the desks in the first row were right next to the podium, I could see her beautiful legs very clearly.
"Zheng Qingming!"
I was startled by her sudden shout, looked up at her, and forgot to stand up.
I saw her looking down at my textbook, and I hurriedly covered it with my hand. I thought she would be angry, but she said in a gentle and approving tone, "Don't just focus on drawing, you have to attend class too." I smiled sheepishly.
In the last thirty minutes of the second class, the teacher handed out the test papers and said, "This chapter is finished. Let's test how much you actually know." After handing out the test papers, she moved a chair over, sat directly in front of me, crossed her legs, and looked at her book.
I thought to myself, "Wow! Please, how am I supposed to take the exam like this?" I wasn't concentrating on writing the exam paper at all; my eyes were glued to the teacher's legs, hoping to catch a glimpse of her skirt when she switched legs.
Persistence pays off; she switched legs, her posture so beautiful, so slow, giving me ample time to see between her legs. The flesh-colored stockings covering her white panties were so mysterious. Suddenly, I thought, "Why is she moving so slowly?" I looked up at the teacher and was shocked to find her looking at me. She quickly lowered her head to read, her face showing a mixture of shyness and panic.
Upon seeing the book's title, I was surprised: "Wow! 'The Lewd Teacher's Diary,' a pornographic novel! Could it be...?"
The teacher slowly stood up and said, "There are two minutes left to collect the papers." She casually slipped the yellow novel under her textbook.
I quickly finished the test paper, relying on my "top of the class" English skills. Just as I finished, the teacher called for everyone to stop writing, and the bell rang. The students hurriedly handed in their papers because it was time to go home. (We were supposed to finish at 10 p.m.) After the class monitor called the dismissal command, everyone quickly grabbed their bags and left the classroom.
My mind was racing because I had just peeked into the teacher's private life. Then I heard the teacher call me: "Zheng Qingming, bring the exam papers to the office for me."
I responded with an "Oh".
I took the exam paper to the office and was about to leave when the teacher suddenly said, "Won't you get scolded if you go home too late?"
I hesitated for a moment and then said, "No, it can't be."
The teacher then asked me, "So... shall we talk?"
I happily replied, "Okay." Of course it's great to chat with such a beautiful woman.
My teacher drove me to a bubble tea shop, and we found a corner seat. My teacher asked me, "You're not a kid anymore, are you?"
I said, "I'm... twenty years old."
She then asked, "Why are you still in high school? You seem quite smart."
I chuckled and said, "I used to attend a five-year vocational college, but I failed it because I loved participating in clubs. So, for the sake of a diploma, I just randomly chose a high school close to home."
The teacher exclaimed "Oh!" as if he understood, and then said, "I see... Wow! You're quite good at drawing."
I laughed sheepishly and said, "It's just a hobby."
The teacher hesitated for a moment, then said, "Can I borrow your drawing to look at?"
I took out my English textbook and handed it to her. She flipped through a few pages and asked, "Could you draw a few more pictures for the teacher?"
I said happily, "I'd be delighted." I took a pen out of my bag.
The teacher handed the textbook back to me and said, "Don't draw here. Go to my house to draw later." After saying that, she made a questioning sound and gave me a look.
Of course, I agreed without hesitation. I felt that something good was about to happen, and I was certain that I would be scolded to death by "Ah Pao" tomorrow because we had agreed to go to "Eighteen Princes" that night.
Upon arriving at the teacher's house, I saw a living room with a square layout and elegant furnishings. The teacher said, "Please have a seat. I'm going to take a shower. There's food and drinks in the refrigerator. Please help yourself and don't be shy."
I smiled and said, "No, teacher, you go about your business."
As soon as she entered the room, a pleasant English song, "Yesterday One More," came on, which I assumed she had played.
After the teacher went into the bathroom, I tried to restrain myself from peeking, but as soon as I heard the sound of running water, my curiosity led me to the bathroom door. I slowly lowered my head and looked through the vent on the door. I saw a passionate, naked body with alluring light brown skin that glistened from the water. The soft lines of her back exuded a fatal attraction, and her round, playful buttocks undulated happily with her movements.
My mouth was watering at the sight, and my manhood swelled to its peak from the spectacle before me. I thought to myself, "Let me die!"
Just then, the teacher bent over to squeeze out the shower gel, her buttocks sticking up high, clearly displaying that mysterious area in front of me. I suddenly felt dizzy and thought, "This can't be real, even Perrin (my girlfriend) isn't this alluring!" Little did I know that this feeling was mixed with the thrill of being spied on.
A sudden voice: "How...how could you..."
I snapped out of my daze and saw the teacher squatting down, looking at me. I was startled and fell down in front of the bathroom door. I hurriedly returned to the living room sofa, my mind racing with thoughts: "Oh no, oh no... what... what should I do? How am I going to face her in class now..." Then I thought, "I'd better go home." Without another word, I grabbed my bag and headed out.
"Zheng Qingming, where are you going?" The teacher's voice behind me stopped me in my tracks.
I didn't dare turn around to look at her; I just stayed in the same position.
The teacher walked over and said, "You haven't drawn my diagram yet?"
I hesitated for a moment, not detecting any anger in her tone. I slowly turned around, head bowed, and said, "I'm...sorry, I..."
The teacher walked over, put her hands on my shoulders, and said with a smile, "I'm not angry. You like your teacher... I'm very happy."
I could hardly believe my ears, but I still didn't dare to look up at her directly, staring only at her legs peeking out from under her bathrobe.
She walked to the sofa, sat down, sighed, and said, "Alas! Actually, the teacher is... very lonely inside."
A voice suddenly rose in my mind: "I'll comfort you." But I couldn't say it aloud.
The teacher slowly said, "Do I... need to explain it so... clearly?"
I looked up at her, and she was also looking in my direction with a questioning gaze.
I boldly hugged the teacher, who made a "hoo!" sound. Then, disregarding my concerns, I used my skilled kissing technique to kiss her two moist, full lips. Our tongues intertwined and sucked on each other.
The teacher pushed me onto the sofa and quickly pulled down my pants. When she pulled down my underwear, my penis sprang out as if it were alive. The teacher exclaimed, "So thick and big..." Then she couldn't wait to take my penis into her mouth and stimulate the edge of the glans with her tongue. She moved her mouth up and down like a vagina. The teacher's cheeks were slightly sunken from sucking hard.
After a while, the teacher spat out the penis and said to me, "Was that alright? I learned it from watching porn, I don't know if it's right?"
I laughed and said, "It feels wonderful, it's great!"
Then the teacher pulled me into her room and said, "I...have never done this before, you...have to teach me."
I said, "No problem, teacher, don't worry."
The teacher thought for a moment and then asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"
I said, "We broke up a long time ago." But in my heart I thought, "Peren's in Keelung, she probably doesn't know!"
The teacher smiled charmingly at me and said, "That's good, I..." and then sat down on the edge of the bed.
I thought, "Why say such discordant things?" I sat down, hugged the teacher, and said, "Teacher, you are so beautiful."
The teacher looked up at me with a shy smile and said, "I don't know if I should... Anyway, I'm so conflicted..."
Before she could finish speaking, I sealed her mouth with mine, gently helped her down with both hands, and removed her last line of defense. I hooked my right arm around her neck, began to caress her breasts with my left hand, and stimulated the inside of her ear with the tip of my tongue.
The teacher's breathing became heavier as I teased her. My left hand began to move down, touching her curly pubic hair, but it became difficult to go any further than her vulva. Because the teacher was too nervous and it was her first time with a man, her legs were tightly closed. I used my left knee to pry open her legs, finally managing to touch her already engorged vulva.
I couldn't hold back any longer. I took off my clothes, pressed the teacher's legs tightly against her breasts, and guided my penis with my right hand. I slowly inserted it into her vagina, but because her vagina had never been touched before, it was quite difficult to enter. I slowly went in, and even with only the head of my penis inside, the teacher groaned in pain several times, her body constantly shrinking upwards to avoid it.
I steeled myself and thrust in all the way. The teacher shuddered and cried out in pain, "Ah! You... be gentle... it hurts so much inside!"
I ignored her and continued thrusting. The intense stimulation almost made me ejaculate.
The teacher pleaded, "You... be gentle... slow... ah... ah ah... no... ah... ah... no..." while constantly trying to evade the teacher.
I said, "Okay, teacher, it will hurt at first, but in a little while you'll be soaring to the heavens..."
The teacher said, "It hurts...no more...ah...it hurts..."
I continued my piston-like movements. It was difficult at first, but after a hundred or two hundred thrusts, the vaginal walls gradually relaxed, and the thrusting became smoother.
The teacher's cries changed from pleading to moans: "Ah! Ah! Ah!... So... Ah... So comfortable... Oh... So beautiful... Ah... Ah! Mmm..."
I started thrusting into her clitoris with increasing speed, making her scream louder and louder: "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Oh! Good...good...ah...ah...um...ah..."
I knew the teacher was close to climax, so I continued thrusting in and out, grabbing her ankles and pumping wildly. At that moment, the teacher screamed at the highest point: "Ah! Ah! I'm going to... I'm going to pee... Ah! Ah! Ah!... I'm going to pee... Ah! Ah! Ah!... I'm peeing... Ah!..."
I felt a warm flow emanating from the teacher's clitoris. As soon as my glans was washed by that warm flow, I suddenly felt a tingling sensation in the soles of my feet, followed by my genitals. Then, a stream of semen was about to ejaculate. I quickly pressed against the clitoris, allowing the semen to fully enter the teacher's uterus, so that she could enjoy the post-orgasm treat.
I pulled out my penis and sat on the edge of the bed. I saw the teacher's lower abdomen twitching intermittently, and the vaginal fluid flowing out of her vagina was mixed with some semen. The white sheet was wet and had a faint red stain.
I lay down next to my teacher and gave her a light kiss.
She squinted at me and smiled, saying weakly, "Yeah, you're great."
We took a bath together, and I made her orgasm again in the bathroom, then we fell asleep in each other's arms.
The next day, the teacher drove me to school. Needless to say, I got a severe scolding from Ah Pao, but I didn't explain why I stood him up. My relationship with the teacher lasted for more than a month after I graduated.

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