My Diplomacy Teacher

Two weekend nights before the start of my junior year's second semester, I went clubbing at "Hardock" and luckily met an American guy. He was incredibly handsome, had a great physique, was muscular, and danced amazingly. With my tall stature, pretty face, full figure, outstanding charisma, and fluent English, I easily struck up a conversation with him.

We exchanged names—I learned his name was Marcorossi—and didn't delve too deeply into our personal lives. He told me he was twenty-five, had just arrived in Beijing for work, not to study—because I said he looked somewhat baby-faced; I told him I was indeed a university student—because I was afraid my mature appearance and revealing clothing might make him think I was already married—and that school would start in a couple of days. Then, we started chatting about everything under the sun: America, Beijing, discos…

and then, we went clubbing together. He complimented my dancing, saying it was beautiful and had a great sense of rhythm; and I was also captivated by his handsome appearance and mostly exposed, muscular body. His highly suggestive and dynamic movements aroused my desire. His crotch was unusually bulging; based on my experience with previous boyfriends, it was practically stuffed with a pair of long socks—just looking at it made me wet. When he stood behind me, pressing close and swaying, I could clearly feel that large, hot mound. I was so excited I almost reached out to touch it, but I restrained myself with great effort.

From the moment he started hitting on me until the end, we spent a full five hours together. I was almost out of control from his teasing—when he held me and swayed, it was so noisy that we had to get close to talk. He pressed his face against mine, his nose and lips brushing against my ear as he spoke, his warm breath tickling my face, neck, and ear, feeling pleasantly itchy. Sometimes, to hear me clearly, he would turn his head and take the opportunity to kiss me lightly, which I neither refused nor responded to. His hands caressed my lower abdomen and ribs, and several times touched and brushed against my breasts. His lower body rubbed against my buttocks and lower back through his pants, making them feel warm. I could clearly feel him getting harder and harder, and I was completely wet down there.

Luckily, I was wearing a denim skirt; otherwise, I would have been embarrassed. I went to the bathroom four times. Since it was the last few days of my period, I had brought sanitary napkins with me and used them all, changing them four times in total. Once, I couldn't resist and started masturbating.

When we broke up, for some reason—maybe I didn't want him to think I was too easy, too readily available; maybe it was to protect the pride of a Beijing girl; maybe it was to develop a real relationship with him and not want it to end so quickly… and some other things I couldn't even explain myself—I told him I had to go home immediately without waiting for any indication from him.

We agreed to meet again next weekend—we didn't even exchange phone numbers.

On the first day of class, the department head accompanied the new foreign teacher to the class to give instructions.

As soon as I entered the classroom, I couldn't believe it—it was Marco. He immediately noticed me and smiled very handsomely and charmingly.

I simply couldn't resist his allure—my lower body was wet again.

In class, Marco deliberately assigned a 15-minute writing assignment. Because I'm tall, I sat in the last row, right against the wall, so he stood next to me unnoticed, pressing his left hip and thigh against my right shoulder and arm, making it impossible for me to write.

I slightly turned my head and saw his crotch. Today he wore dress pants, much looser than the denim shorts he wore that night, but there was still a bulge between his legs.

Imagining the sexy sight of his large bulge encased in tight underwear beneath his dress pants, my throat felt dry and tight, and my heart pounded.

After about five minutes of this "stalemate," an idea struck me. I wrote on a piece of paper: "Teacher, please have as a gentleman." But he didn't move. I thought for a moment and then wrote: "Please on both sides. I have of my own

homework. Keep our date and try the week." This time, he moved away. I looked up and saw him flash me another radiant, mesmerizing smile.

Marco's handsome appearance attracted almost all the girls in the school. After two classes, countless girls who had come to see him gathered in the corridor, craning their necks and whispering amongst themselves.

Perhaps they made me feel threatened, perhaps my unexpected encounter with Marco in class prematurely awakened the emotions I should have suppressed until the weekend, perhaps spending nearly two hours with him in the classroom made me unable to resist his attraction, or perhaps I'm just naturally promiscuous—whatever the reason, that night, I went to his dormitory.

My friend Huang Chun had experience having sex with a foreign student, and she told me about it: it was a blond man from Northern Europe, tall and strong, with a thick and long penis, probably about twenty centimeters long! It was

barely enough to hold in one hand, but not particularly hard. He slowly inserted his penis, and Huang Chun felt an unprecedented fullness; she cried out exaggeratedly. The foreigner excitedly thrust his large penis wildly inside her, and Huang Chun almost fainted. But after only a hundred or so thrusts, the foreigner ejaculated. Huang Chun was only in pain from his ministrations; her sexual desire hadn't truly been released. Once her vagina had recovered a bit, she wanted him to slowly go again, to truly enjoy the pleasure of his large penis, but it was limp and wouldn't get hard no matter how much Huang Chun rubbed or licked it.

After about fifteen minutes of this, the foreigner finally managed to get an erection, but it wasn't hard enough to penetrate. He tried spitting and using his hand to help, finally managing to get it in, but he dared not move; every time he pulled out, it bent and wouldn't go back in. After much hesitation, Huang Chun, in desperation, started masturbating. Finally, he got hard again, but the head was still soft. He struggled to pull, thrusting occasionally, managing seventy or eighty times. Just as Huang Chun was getting into the mood, the foreigner couldn't hold back anymore. In the end, the two of them faced each other, each masturbating. The foreigner watched Huang Chun excitedly stroking his limp penis, knowing that a few more drops of fluid had leaked out. I silently prayed that Marco wouldn't…

In the dorm, Marco, seeing it was me looking for him, smiled charmingly and ushered me in. As soon as the door closed, he suddenly pulled me close—we kissed deeply. His hands roamed over my body; I also placed my hands on his round, plump buttocks, squeezing them… Marco reached inside my shirt, pulled down my bra, and squeezed my breasts hard.

I responded strongly—unbuttoning his pants and reaching into his crotch. What I found was a massive, heavy mass that required both hands to hold, far beyond my imagination, and I couldn't help

but shudder . …We were both naked.

Seeing his erect penis, I was horrified. It was extremely large, both intimidatingly long and incredibly thick, almost unrecognizable as human!

“I can’t take a proper approach by you with that…” he teased.

"Ten inches! My God! That's over 30 centimeters! Wouldn't that be like a donkey or a horse???"

Of all the men I've passed, Li Fang's penis was the largest; I'd measured it, a full 23 centimeters long, and it had once made me pass out.

But compared to the enormous thing this handsome foreign man had, it was still a long way off!

I almost choked from the shock.

He held it out to show me! He asked if I really wanted it. In

my dazed state, I actually nodded.

He then pushed me down on the bed and penetrated me.

If it weren't for my increased libido over the past few years, and the occasional sex with those stallion-level guys like Han Jing, Yu Zheng, Yu Xinwu, and Jian Bao, most women definitely wouldn't be able to handle Marco's thrusts!

I'd never experienced anything so big! The feeling of my clitoris swelling. I groaned a few times, so aroused that I immediately reached orgasm.

He waited until my juices flowed before he started moving. He rubbed against me a few times, then thrust in and out forcefully. Because his penis was so big, I reached my second orgasm in less than five minutes.

He kept thrusting, each time very deep, like a hammer blow to my heart!

I finally moaned.

He got even more excited, adding variations to his thrusts, pushing upwards forcefully! I begged him to stop, but he ignored me.

He was very skilled, twisting his hips and grinding, pressing the head of his large penis against every tiny corner of my clitoris.

In fact, with the enormous size of his penis, a gentle thrust almost reached my uterus!

He thrust powerfully, and I moaned incessantly, the pleasure intensifying, my vagina uncontrollably contracting violently again, gripping and pressing against his large penis.

He suddenly increased the speed of his thrusts, the movements violent like a jackhammer.

I felt numb, sore, painful, hot, and pleasurable all at once, my head spinning, my vision blurring, my whole body limp, my thighs spread so wide they wouldn't obey me, I couldn't even close them.

Marco's breathing grew heavier, faster, and hotter.

I felt his throbbing penis inside me suddenly swell and thicken.

"Oh... I can't take it... It's so swollen... Ah... So thick!... What are you doing... Oh..." Suddenly, my cervix was struck by a gush of hot liquid. I felt incredibly good, cried out, and almost fainted.

Marco powerfully ejaculated for a full minute before slowly withdrawing.

He lay on top of me, his hands still caressing my body.

I lay there for a while, feeling very thirsty, so I got up and went to the table to get a glass of water.

Marco came up behind me and hugged me, placing his hands on my chest and teasing my nipples, asking if I still wanted more.

I turned around and touched his still semi-erect penis, saying with lingering fear, "No."

But he put his hands on my back and told me to lie face down on the desk.

Afraid he was going to do anal sex, I said no!

He was very strong, lifting my buttocks high and stroking my cleft, which felt quite good! My previous boyfriends had never done this. I don't know what came over me, but I actually told him to hurry up and touched his thighs and buttocks.

He called my name as he penetrated me, thankfully, he still entered me. Inside, not the anus.

I lay on the table, swaying back and forth!

He lewdly said my vagina was sexy and warm, while thrusting in and out with loud "plop plop" sounds.

My mind was only focused on matching his movements, raising my buttocks higher, reaching behind to pinch his strong thighs and buttocks, and yelling at him to hurry up.

He pulled and pinched my nipples, wantonly ravaging my already aching vulva, vagina, and uterus with his huge penis.

Every three or four minutes I would feel a wave of orgasm—so good! But I really couldn't take it anymore!

But he showed no sign of ejaculating, still attacking fiercely. I was terrified I realized he was incredibly skilled; if this continued, I didn't know when it would end, and I might not be able to attend class tomorrow!

I loudly told him I wanted to give him oral sex, and only then did he get off me.

He sat on the sofa, and I knelt on the floor to give him oral sex, licking his huge penis—it was so big! My mouth couldn't possibly fit it.

He touched my face and neck, telling me to lick his testicles, which were as big as eggs. I excitedly complied, opening my mouth wide and sucking on his testicles, and he started moaning.

I deliberately made loud sucking noises, and he said he loved me, grabbed my hair, and told me to hurry up. A little, and then he ejaculated.

I was caught off guard; I'd only drunk a little, and the rest spilled on my chest.

He stood up and carried me to the sofa. Excitedly, I reached out to grab his huge, thick penis, swollen like a teacup.

That touch was all it took; his thing hardened again, and he thrust in forcefully, each stroke deeper and deeper with frenzied excitement, until I felt the head of his penis pierce my uterus. The intense, tearing sensation made me feel both pleasure and pain, a rollercoaster of emotions…

Suddenly, he began to violently churn inside me with his unusually large penis—it felt so good, I orgasmed again!!

The End

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