Me and the female teacher in the computer lab

I'm new to the internet, and those public internet cafes that charge 5 yuan an hour are too expensive for me. The school's 1 yuan an hour is much better, so I go every day. There's a young, very pretty female teacher in the computer lab. I honestly don't know if I only go there because of her beauty, really. The computer lab is on the second floor of the school's lecture hall. To make it more convenient for students, they've also included the two toilets from the lecture hall in the computer lab. It's very convenient for us to use the internet for long periods.

One day, I went to the toilet to poop, but I couldn't finish for a long time. Just then, I heard the door suddenly open and the sound of high heels coming in. It turned out the teacher was cleaning the toilets; the usual cleaner wasn't there. I saw the teacher come in through the crack in the door and ask, "Is anyone here? Are you cleaning?" For some reason, I didn't say anything. Just as I was feeling conflicted, I saw the teacher lock the toilet door from the inside and hang a "Cleaning Inside" sign outside. I thought, "Oh no!" How embarrassing would it be if the teacher saw me while cleaning! But then I saw the young, beautiful female teacher put the broom aside and reach into her pants, leaning against the wall with an expression of pure, unadulterated pleasure. She was masturbating. I masturbate often, but seeing a woman masturbate, especially such a beautiful teacher, was a first for me. Unexpectedly, less than a minute later, she pulled down her pants. Just then, the toilet door beeped, indicating a student wanted to use the restroom but probably left after seeing the sign.

I rubbed my sweaty hands (actually, I really wanted to see her private parts and didn't want to be seen), but she wasn't afraid at all. It was clear she'd been here more than once or twice. I was really excited, and for some reason, I stood up and walked out without wiping myself. The teacher, lost in her own world, was startled by my sudden appearance. Her young, flushed face showed embarrassment and fear. I quickly said, "It's okay, teacher, I won't tell anyone. You don't need to be afraid, but you have to let me see clearly." I never expected to say something like that; she was a teacher, after all. But since I'd already said it, I shouldn't regret it. I'd see her reaction first. Unexpectedly, she said, "Everyone knows I'm cleaning here. What are you doing here? I'll yell! I'll yell that you're molesting the teacher!" Good heavens! She was so shameless! But she slowly said, "If you promise me, I won't yell and I'll let you see as much as you want."

"What? Tell me." At that moment, I felt a surging desire. "You have to have sex with me, but you can't tell anyone."

"Okay," before I could finish, she grabbed my hand and placed it on her chest, becoming intoxicated again. I carefully pulled down her breasts, white and soft. I sucked on them; they were so soft. "Ah!" she cried out excitedly. Afraid the students outside would hear, I quickly sealed her mouth with mine. It was wet, and her tongue was slippery. My right hand slipped inside her pants. She was only wearing a pair of briefs, so my hand easily touched her vulva. There were many... The water was from her masturbation earlier. Before I could even insert my finger, she contracted again. The feeling of her vagina contracting between my fingers was wonderful. She was still pressed against the wall; I was afraid she would collapse without it. I squatted down and pulled down her pants and panties. Her red vulva was right in front of me. It turned out she didn't have sex often; her vaginal opening was very narrow. Maybe she was still a virgin, I thought! I licked her vulva, and her labia contracted slightly. I looked up at her expression; she was even more wanton than before. So I... She was sucking and wrapping, her head swaying beautifully. I inserted my middle finger again, rubbing her vagina. She moaned, and I couldn't care less. I quickly pulled down my pants and pulled out my already hard, pipe-like penis. I boldly pressed her head down, and she seemed to understand. She took my penis into her mouth with the same small mouth I had just kissed, then released it. I felt weak all over, a feeling I couldn't describe. I masturbate often, but the feeling of another beautiful woman's flesh rubbing my penis against hers was incredibly pleasurable. Her movements became faster and faster. I grabbed her hair, and she moved back and forth. If a beautiful woman gives you oral sex, you'll know how I felt!

Just three seconds before I was about to climax, my reason told me I couldn't just give up like this. I quickly lifted her head and kissed her passionately again, one hand constantly rubbing her nipples. She held me tighter and tighter. Feeling much better, I lifted one of her legs and slowly aimed my penis at her vaginal opening—

that beautiful, moist... She hesitated, her hand blocking my exploration, her fingers lightly rubbing my penis against her labia—

she was still unsure. I used my right arm to support her arm, making it seem as if I were embracing her. Just as her hand moved away, I thrust forward forcefully, penetrating her deeply. Her eyes snapped open, and seeing me kissing her, she reacted angrily, shaking her head and saying, "I won't let you... you... I'm still a virgin!" Really, when I looked down at where the water met the sky, I saw that trickle of blood had already flowed quite a distance down my underwear.

She tried to push me away, but how could I just let her go? I quickly thrust in and out a few times, and she regained her ecstatic expression. I hugged her and pushed her into a room. I sat on the toilet, our genitals never separating. Because of my movements, she was already experiencing ecstasy; she couldn't stop.

She grabbed the levers on both sides and straddled me. She sat and sat, making "earthquake, earthquake" sounds as we mate. Her beautiful breasts bounced up and down in front of me, an indescribable beauty… After it was over, she went out first, and I stayed in the restroom for another 10 minutes. I figured no one would notice, so I went to the counter to swipe my card and pay. I saw the beautiful woman I had just met… I shouldn’t call her teacher. She lowered her head, her face flushed, when she saw me. Luckily, the other teacher didn’t notice. I went up to swipe my card, and she processed it for me. When no one was looking, she subtly added 20 yuan to my internet card. We

had a special connection. From then on, whenever I went to the internet cafe, I would sit near the restroom to find a machine. It was usually deserted there. Whenever she saw me come in, she would sit at the counter and say to the other teachers, “The smell from the restroom is coming over again.” She would glance at me, and I would go into the restroom first. In less than 10 minutes, my dear little woman would come in to “clean” it. This went on for over three months, until one day… “Oh, you’re asking about that teacher? She was very responsible and was recognized as an outstanding worker, so she was transferred to the dean’s office.”

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