[Urban] The Teacher's Most Primal Sexual Bliss (Complete) - Episodes 28-29 (End)

My Beautiful Teacher's Wife

and I

That year, I was still in high school in the county town. We heard a new English teacher had been transferred there. However, what caught our attention wasn't the teacher himself, but his beautiful wife, our teacher's wife. The first time I saw her, I was captivated by her mature and voluptuous figure. I felt she looked familiar; it turned out she resembled Wang Xuechun, the host of CCTV's "Zhengda Variety Show." However, she was taller and more voluptuous than Wang Xuechun. In short, my first impression of her was wonderful, and she became my long-term companion in fantasies and masturbation. Later, I learned she worked as a tour guide and had a six-year-old son. I never imagined she would still have such a perfect figure after having a child. At that time, I often thought how wonderful it would be to make love with her. I would frantically ravage her full buttocks and soft breasts, gently licking her rosy nipples, thrusting into her vagina amidst her soft moans. Every time I thought of this, my penis would throb painfully. Finally, heaven smiled upon me, and this opportunity arrived.

When I was in high school, I enjoyed sports. I was often seen on the school basketball and soccer fields. My favorite sport during that period was ice skating, though I wasn't very good; I was still a beginner and often fell. That day after school, I went to the school's ice rink to practice skating. Suddenly, two people, one big and one small, rushed towards me from the side and crashed into me. The impact was so strong that I fell flat on my face. I got up, but the curse that was about to escape my lips was swallowed back by the sight of my teacher's wife's beautiful face. It turned out she was teaching her son to ice skate. My teacher's wife blushed and repeatedly said, "I'm sorry." When I realized the person who bumped into me was my teacher's wife, the person I longed for, my anger vanished completely. I even wished her voluptuous body would bump into me again. (Hehe, but her son is an exception; I've never been one to extend my affections to everything related to someone I love.) Today, my teacher's wife was wearing tight jeans that accentuated her full hips, paired with a tight turtleneck sweater that highlighted her two bowl-shaped breasts. This sexy outfit made my penis involuntarily erect again. I've always thought my teacher's wife was not only beautiful but also very stylish; she always dressed so maturely and sexily whenever I saw her. She clearly felt the heat in my gaze; the blush on her face hadn't faded, but it turned even redder. She tugged at the little boy beside her and said, "Quickly apologize to your brother." It was only then that I realized what was happening and quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay." "Teacher's wife, you like ice skating too?" She seemed a little embarrassed when I called her "teacher's wife." But after learning I was a student in her husband's class, her attitude towards me became noticeably warmer. So I took the little boy's hand and invited them to skate together. After skating for a while, the little boy said he was tired, so we skated to a nearby chair and sat down. After chatting for a while, I volunteered to teach my teacher's wife how to skate backwards. She was probably new to skating and quite enthusiastic, so she readily agreed. Holding her soft, delicate hand, I was surprisingly excited, my palms sweating. She didn't notice anything amiss and continued practicing backwards with me diligently. When we reached a turn, I pretended to trip over something and fell to the ground. She naturally fell into my arms as well. I instinctively wrapped my arms around her, my hands landing on her full breasts. I gently rubbed them; perhaps because she had given birth, her breasts weren't very firm, feeling soft and comfortable to the touch, and I could even feel her nipples. My penis, uncharacteristically, hardened again, pressing against her round buttocks. I couldn't help but thrust forward. Because she was wearing jeans, her buttocks didn't feel soft against my skin. But I was still very excited. My teacher's wife clearly felt the change in me; her face flushed again, this time even her ears turned red. She turned around and gave me a disapproving look. I was incredibly nervous, terrified that my teacher's wife would get angry. I quickly scrambled to my feet and pulled her up with me. She didn't say anything after standing up, nor did she pull her small hand away from mine; her face was just flushed. I thought she looked so alluring. My courage grew again. I continued skating forward with her, gently pulling her closer to me. Then I released her hand and tentatively placed my right hand on her waist. She didn't resist, just glanced around. I knew she was afraid of being seen. Actually, the skating rink was crowded, everyone focused on skating, and no one noticed us. Even if they did, they'd assume I was just helping her teach her to skate. Her son was also having a great time playing with a little girl nearby, completely unaware that his mother and I were embracing. I tightened my grip, and now we were pressed tightly together. I turned my head and whispered in her ear, "Teacher's wife, I've noticed you for a long time. I've liked you since the first moment I saw you." She didn't speak, just smiled. I looked at her fair ear and gently licked her earlobe. She couldn't help but tremble slightly. She turned her head and gave me a sidelong glance. I slowly moved my right hand from her waist to her high, round buttocks, gently stroking them back and forth. I slid forward while touching her buttocks, sometimes squeezing them hard. During this time, she didn't say a word, but the blush on her face never faded. I grew bolder and bolder, reaching out with my left hand to guide her left hand towards my erect penis. When her hand touched my erect penis, she reflexively pulled her hand back. I persistently placed her small hand on my erect part again. This time she didn't pull her hand back, and my hand also gently caressed her genitals. Even through my pants, I could still feel the softness and heat of her genitals. As my hands intensified their movements, her body grew increasingly limp, almost completely leaning against me, occasionally punctuated by a low moan. Just as I was about to unzip her jeans, she grabbed my hand and whispered, "Don't." I looked at her face, and she looked at me; I knew she genuinely didn't want me to touch her any further. I had no choice but to obediently continue caressing her through her jeans, and she softened, continuing to enjoy my touch. I frequently stroked her genitals and buttocks, occasionally using the hand that touched her genitals to squeeze her full breasts. As I continued this caressing, I felt her body grow softer, her genitals warmer, and they twitched intermittently; I could feel her wetness even through her jeans. She also occasionally squeezed my erect penis with her soft little hands. We continued caressing each other like this until her son cried for home, and we separated. When I followed them out of the skating rink, it was almost dark. I knew it was my teacher's wife's husband tutoring us during evening self-study, so I walked up behind her and whispered in her ear, "Teacher's wife, can I come see you tonight?" She turned around and looked at me in surprise. "Teacher's wife, I really miss you so much, please give me a chance?" I continued to plead. She smiled charmingly, turned around, and walked away with the little boy. Watching her graceful figure gradually disappear into the distance, I decided that I absolutely had to risk it and go see her tonight.

To prepare for the evening's adventure, I decided to go home first to eat and recharge for the challenges ahead. When I returned to the classroom after dinner, the bell rang for evening self-study. After a while, my English teacher, Chen XX, entered the classroom carrying a bundle of test papers. He said there would be an English test that evening, and after distributing the papers, he sat down at the podium to study. Seeing Mr. Chen XX, I couldn't help but think of his beautiful wife. Was she waiting for me too? This thought made my heart flutter. Looking around, everyone was diligently working on their questions. But I had no interest in doing any. Looking at the letter 'd' on the test paper, I couldn't help but think of his wife's high, rounded buttocks; seeing the letter 'b', I thought of her ample breasts. More than ten minutes passed, and I still hadn't written a single word. I went to the podium and said to Mr. Chen, who was engrossed in his book, "Teacher, I need to go to the toilet." (I thought, if he knew I was going to his wife, he definitely wouldn't allow me to go.) He nodded without even looking up. I quickly slipped out of the classroom and ran towards his house. My teacher lived on the sixth floor. I ran up to the sixth floor, taking three steps at a time. When I stood in front of the door, catching my breath, I didn't have the courage to knock. I really wanted to just turn back and go home. (If I went back now, there would be no story. I think everyone except Teacher Chen would thank me, and everyone else would call me a coward, right?) But I couldn't bear to leave my lovely teacher's wife, so I finally mustered up the courage and knocked. The door opened after a while. It was my teacher's wife. I stammered, "Teacher...madam...I...can I come in?" She laughed and said, "You really dared to come? You're really audacious!" "Who can blame me when your wife is so beautiful? To die under a peony is to die a romantic death." I had calmed down now and joked with her. She chuckled and asked, "Am I really that attractive to you?" "Stronger than gravity," I answered seriously. "Do you have a girlfriend?" she asked. "I wouldn't even look at anyone but you," I said, seizing the opportunity to flatter my teacher's wife. She smiled and stepped aside. Once inside, I took a closer look at her. She was still wearing the same sweater, but now she had makeup on, making her look incredibly alluring. She had changed into jeans; I guessed her old jeans were probably soaked with her own fluids. I looked around but didn't see her son; I assumed he was asleep. Sure enough, she said, "My son, Xiaowei, is asleep. You can watch TV. I'll get you some tea." She then went into the kitchen, and I quickly followed. I saw her bending over, making tea, her high, rounded buttocks facing me. I couldn't resist any longer. I went up and hugged her, gently rubbing my throbbing penis against her buttocks, while my hands frantically kneaded her soft breasts. She groaned and stopped what she was doing. My hand slipped under my teacher's wife's sweater, grasping her breast through her bra. She only struggled symbolically for a moment before letting me do as I pleased. When I freed her breast from her bra, I found she had already put down the teapot and was resting her hands on the table. The feeling of directly grasping her breasts was incomparable to caressing them through her clothes. Perhaps because she had breastfed, her breasts weren't very firm, feeling soft to the touch. I kept pinching her nipples with my thumb and forefinger, gradually feeling them harden. My teacher's wife couldn't help but moan softly as my movements intensified. I simply lifted her sweater and draped it over her head, then knelt under the table and began to kiss her breasts. My teacher's wife's breasts were large and white, with faintly visible bluish veins. The nipples, about the size of a fingertip, were dark red and stood proudly erect due to the caresses. I took turns sucking on my teacher's wife's breasts, making her moan softly inside her clothes. I unbuttoned her jeans; they were so tight that it took considerable effort to pull them down to her buttocks. Her sexy black panties were revealed, clinging to her fair, plump buttocks, a striking contrast of black and white. I pressed my hand against her genitals, finding her panties already soaked with her own fluids. She trembled with my movements. Pulling her panties down further, I could only see her slit-like vulva because her legs were tightly closed. I parted her labia majora; they were purplish-red and incredibly wet, even the dark pubic hair glistening with moisture. Her pubic hair wasn't very thick, but it was glossy black and evenly distributed above her vagina, making it look very sexy. I wanted to part my teacher's wife's labia majora to continue my in-depth study, but her jeans were still tightly wrapped around her hips, making it difficult to separate them. So I went behind her, grabbed her jeans, and pulled them down. This time, she cooperated quite well, and soon the jeans and underwear were off her body. Now, except for a sweater still covering her head, her entire body was completely exposed to my gaze. Her snow-white, full body was dazzling under the light, and I couldn't help but sigh, "My teacher's wife is truly a natural beauty." While admiring her, I felt a strong sense of jealousy towards Professor Chen, because such a beautiful body had previously been his exclusive possession, and today I was determined to break his dictatorship. Thinking this, I was unable to contain my excitement. I knelt down in front of her genitals, parted her purplish-red labia majora with my hands, revealing her pink labia minora. Above her blood-red vaginal opening, there was a small protrusion smaller than a little finger; I knew that was the clitoris, the most sensitive area for a woman. I touched it with my hand, and my teacher's wife couldn't help but let out "Ah~~~~ Ah~~~~" sounds. I rubbed her clitoris back and forth, and gradually felt it harden in my hand. My teacher's wife continued to moan, "Ah~~~~ Ah~~~~~, Ooh~~~~ Ooh~~~". Her vagina became even wetter, feeling slippery to the touch. I knew she was very aroused, and wanting to make her feel even better, I stuck out my tongue and gently licked her clitoris and vagina. Sometimes I even squeezed my tongue into her vaginal opening, rotating it back and forth. Her moans became even more rapid. As I licked, I vigorously rubbed my teacher's wife's snow-white buttocks with my hands. Soon, her vagina began to tremble, her legs straightened, and even her raised buttocks trembled slightly. Suddenly, her vaginal opening opened, and a stream of slightly white liquid gushed out. I felt something salty and fishy flow into my mouth. Before I could react, it went down my throat. It turned out that my teacher's wife had reached her first orgasm.

I felt my penis throbbing painfully in my pants, so I quickly pulled off my clothes. Holding my burning-hot penis, I attacked my teacher's wife's vagina from behind. Because of the excessive vaginal fluid, it was slippery, and my penis slid around on her vulva and buttocks, unable to find the right spot. The more anxious I became, the more chaotic my movements became, my penis just stabbing and prodding against her buttocks and vulva. My teacher's wife, shrouded in her sweater, let out soft giggles. She groped her way out, grasped my penis, and guided it towards her vaginal opening. When the head of my penis touched her vaginal opening, without needing her guidance, I thrust my hips forward, and my large penis slid in with a "plop." Although my teacher's wife had given birth, her vagina wasn't very spacious, tightly enveloping my penis, which felt warm and incredibly comfortable. I moved my hips in and out, my penis making piston-like movements in my teacher's wet vagina. I grew increasingly excited, my thrusts becoming more vigorous, until my teacher's wife's wetness overflowed, staining my lower abdomen and soaking even my pubic hair, which clung limply to my stomach. With each thrust, my lower abdomen slammed violently against her plump, white buttocks, producing a "slap~ slap~" sound. Her buttocks trembled with each impact. As my penis withdrew, it brought out her two tender, red labia; as I thrust again, they returned to her tender opening. My teacher's wife moved her buttocks in rhythm with my thrusts. Her wetness was so abundant that each powerful thrust squeezed out gushes of fluid, and each withdrawal brought out even more. Her fluid made our joined parts slippery and sticky, so much so that when we parted, I could clearly feel its stickiness. My teacher's wife couldn't help but moan "Eee~~Eee~~Ya~~Ya~~" incessantly, her vagina gripping my penis tightly. I was experiencing the ultimate pleasure, both visually and sensually, and couldn't help but let out moans of "Ah~~Ah~~". I lay on her bare back, licking her snow-white skin with my tongue and vigorously kneading her breasts and nipples. My penis, however, continued its relentless thrusting in and out of her vagina. Even now, I could hardly believe that the beautiful teacher's wife who had haunted my dreams was now begging for pleasure under my thrusts. I worked hard on her vagina, and she cooperated fully. The excitement grew stronger, my glans tingling; I knew I was about to ejaculate. I took a deep breath, tightened my anus, and tried to control my urge to ejaculate. After a while, I suddenly felt my teacher's wife's vaginal walls tremble slightly. I increased the intensity and depth of my penetration, and sure enough, after a violent tremor, she reached orgasm. When her hot vaginal fluids drenched my glans, I couldn't hold back any longer. I cried out, "Teacher's wife... I... I'm going to ejaculate too!" My teacher's wife was startled and quickly sat up, saying, "Quick... pull it out, don't ejaculate inside." Seeing her so anxious, I didn't want to go against her wishes, so I pulled out my penis. As my penis withdrew from her vagina, it made a "pop" sound. My semen shot out in a parabolic arc, landing on my teacher's wife's snow-white back and large buttocks. Thick semen flowed down her snow-white buttocks like pure milk. My teacher's wife also lay on the table, panting heavily.

I turned her around, holding her, and took off the sweater that was still covering her head, leaving us completely naked together. My teacher's wife kept her large, alluring eyes tightly closed, the blush on her face not yet completely faded, her sexy red lips still trembling slightly, and her pretty face covered with a fine layer of sweat. Now I understood that "drenched in fragrant sweat" was exactly how to describe a woman at this moment. My teacher's wife finally opened her eyes, and when her beautiful eyes looked at me, I asked, "Teacher's wife, did I make you feel good?" Her face flushed again (I don't know why she blushes so easily, but honestly, she's especially attractive when she blushes). She reached out and grasped my penis, saying, "You're so young, where did you learn so many flirting techniques?" "Teacher's wife, don't you know there are porn movies now?" I said. My teacher's wife then suddenly realized and said, "Oh, I see. This is your first time, isn't it?" I looked at her in surprise and said, "How did you know? Did I do something wrong?" My teacher's wife smiled but didn't answer, only squeezing my penis hard with her small hand. I hugged my teacher's wife's naked body tightly and whispered in her ear, "Teacher's wife, do you know? I've wanted to have sex with you for almost a year. Every night I think about making love to you, and I always masturbate with you in mind, otherwise I can't sleep at night." Suddenly, my teacher's wife became aroused, hugging me tightly and inserting her tongue into my mouth. I greedily sucked on her fragrant tongue. Provoked by her, my penis became erect again, hard against her soft lower abdomen. My teacher's wife looked down at my erect penis and flicked it with her finger. My penis bounced up and down, as if nodding in homage to her. She gently led me by the hand and walked me to the living room.

In the living room, she had me sit on the sofa, while she knelt in front of me, opening her red lips to take my throbbing penis into her mouth. I looked at her in surprise. She smiled seductively at me, gently licking my bright red glans with her soft tongue, parting my urethral opening with her tongue, and occasionally gently biting my penis. I was incredibly excited. My penis swelled and grew larger in my teacher's wife's mouth. Suddenly, she took my entire penis into her mouth, and I felt the head of my penis against her throat. She sucked on my penis back and forth with her mouth, and intense pleasure overwhelmed me. I couldn't help but groan, "Ahhhhh!" Watching my seductive teacher's wife, her buttocks raised high, performing oral sex on me, filled me with pride. I stroked her raised buttocks with one hand and squeezed her breasts with the other. Suddenly, I felt a surge of urge to urinate. I realized I hadn't urinated in a long time. Embarrassed, I said, "Teacher's wife, I...I...want...to...pee." She stopped what she was doing, looked up at me, and gave me a disapproving look. She took my hand and led me to the bathroom, stroking my penis as we walked. I also touched her vagina with my hand and inserted my fingers, moving them in and out. When we got to the bathroom, my teacher's wife held my penis and helped me urinate. When she saw the glistening urine spurting from my penis, she widened her beautiful eyes and stared intently at me as I urinated. I guessed it was the first time she'd seen a man urinate so closely. After I finished, I habitually jerked my penis, but unexpectedly, the remaining urine all landed on my teacher's wife's beautiful legs. In retaliation, she squeezed my penis hard. I pretended to cry out in pain, and she immediately released her grip. We continued to caress each other as we walked towards the living room.

Back in the living room, my teacher's wife had me sit on the sofa again. Then, facing me, she sat on top of me, parting her labia majora with one hand and grasping my penis with the other. With a downward thrust of her large buttocks, and because her vagina was so wet, it was almost effortless for my large penis to disappear completely into her vagina with a "plop." My teacher's wife moved her large buttocks back and forth, her vagina like a child's mouth, sometimes swallowing my penis and sometimes spitting it out. As her upper body swayed, her breasts bounced up and down. I held her snow-white buttocks with both hands, pressing her against my penis with the rhythm of her movements. The sofa creaked under our weight, accompanied by the "plop...plop...plop" sounds of penetration from her vagina. I felt this was truly the most beautiful music in the world. I took my teacher's wife's heaving breasts into my mouth, gently biting her nipples with my teeth. She gasped for breath from the vigorous movements. My hands squeezed her buttocks harder and harder; I guessed they must be deformed from my grip. She lowered her head to kiss me, and I thrust my tongue into her mouth, our tongues intertwining. We sucked each other's saliva, making soft "woo-woo" sounds in our nostrils. Her movements quickened, and my pleasure intensified, but having already ejaculated once, I wasn't as quick to ejaculate now. Gradually, she began to sweat again, her moans growing more rapid. I knew my teacher's wife was about to climax again, so I thrust my penis upwards with all my might. After a few more minutes, she suddenly stopped thrusting, and then her vagina began to tremble violently, the grip on my penis tightening. Her body trembled, and with a long sigh, her vagina released a large amount of vaginal fluid. The hot fluid drenched my glans, and I trembled with excitement, but thankfully I didn't ejaculate. My teacher's wife collapsed limply into my arms, her vagina still leaking secretions. A large amount of vaginal fluid flowed down my penis and onto her buttocks, soaking a large area of the sofa beneath me. It felt sticky and uncomfortable against my skin. My teacher's wife felt my penis still hard inside her vagina. She wrapped her arms around my neck, rubbing her pretty face against mine, and exclaimed, "You're amazing! Let me rest a bit before you come back, okay?" Looking at her alluring appearance, I naturally wouldn't refuse, but I also seized the opportunity to make a request: "Teacher's wife, can I ejaculate inside you?" She patted my face affectionately and said, "Okay." I was overjoyed. We hugged and kissed each other for a while, my penis still inside her. She pinched the base of my penis and teased, "You gave your virginity to this old woman, don't you feel like you're losing out?" "You look like my older sister, not old at all. Besides, it's my honor to give my virginity to such a beauty like you," I said sincerely. She patted my face again and said, "You just know how to flatter people." "No, you're the most captivating woman I've ever met," I said, raising my hand as if making a vow. My teacher's wife let out a lewd "~~ch~~ch~~" laugh, and wiggled her large buttocks. I knew it was time for my assault. I grabbed her, pressed her onto the sofa, raised her two plump, white thighs, and frantically thrust into her wet vagina. The room echoed with the sounds of "plop~~plop~~" as I entered her. My teacher's wife also welcomed my penis with lust, staring at me with seductive eyes. Looking at her beautiful, lustful face, I was so excited I felt like I was going to explode. I pressed her legs against her chest, straddled her, and thrust my buttocks rapidly. My penis pierced her vagina like a shuttle, hitting her clitoris every time. My teacher's wife started moaning again, her labia flipping in and out with each thrust. My teacher's wife was truly a very wet woman. With each thrust of my penis, her juices were squeezed out like milking a cow, flowing down her buttocks and onto the sofa. The concave part of the sofa was filled with her juices like a pond. (No wonder they say women are made of water; this statement is perfectly proven here.) After about a hundred thrusts, my glans began to tingle. I knew I was about to ejaculate, so I increased the speed of my thrusts. My teacher's wife noticed my change and responded even more forcefully to my penetration. Finally, my glans throbbed, and a large amount of semen gushed out. The hot, thick semen made my teacher's wife scream, "Ahhhhh!" After ejaculating, I collapsed weakly onto my teacher's wife's full body, panting heavily. My teacher's wife lovingly wiped the sweat from my forehead, then sat up. My limp penis slid out with her juices. I looked down at my teacher's wife's reddened labia, glistening with vaginal fluid under the light. Her vaginal opening wasn't completely closed, and I could see my milky white semen flowing from her small red hole. My teacher's wife slapped my bottom and said, "Haven't you seen enough, you little pervert?" I hugged her again. Her lips were soft and wet, and kissing them felt wonderful. She looked up at the clock on the wall, exclaimed "Ouch!" and stood up. I looked at her, puzzled. She hurriedly said, "You should go back to the classroom quickly; self-study is almost over." As she spoke, she walked naked towards the kitchen. I glanced at the clock on the wall; I realized I had been at her place for almost an hour. My teacher's wife came out of the kitchen, carrying my clothes and her black panties. She knelt naked in front of me, carefully wiping my penis with her panties, and then gently helped me put on my clothes. After I finished dressing, my teacher's wife told me to hurry back to the classroom. As I walked, I asked, "Teacher's wife, can I come back to see you again?" She smiled and nodded, so I happily ran to the classroom.

When I returned, the test was almost over. Teacher Chen was very angry and asked why I had been in the restroom for so long. I lied and said I had a stomachache and went to the infirmary to get medicine. He didn't seem to believe me, but he didn't say anything more. I returned to my seat and hadn't done many questions before class ended. Of course, I did very poorly on that test. But thinking about how highly my teacher's wife regarded me, I felt it was worth it. I know that you can't have everything, can you?

Later, I kept looking for opportunities to have sex with my teacher's wife, and this continued until I went to university in another city. During this time, because opportunities were rare, I only had sex with my teacher's wife about ten times in that year or so. When I first started university, I still kept in touch with them, but every letter was addressed to Teacher Chen, only casually mentioning my teacher's wife. Towards the end of my first semester of freshman year, I received a letter from my professor's wife. She told me that her whole family was moving to Hainan, and we lost contact after that. I often think of my professor's wife when the night is quiet. Professor's wife, do you know I'm thinking of you?

My homeroom

teacher...

When I was in the second year of junior high school, my homeroom teacher was a math teacher in her thirties. She maintained a very good figure,

especially her high, firm breasts, which bounced up and down with her walk, very alluring. When I watched pornographic videos,

I often imagined her naked body while masturbating.

It was a summer day. After school, I played volleyball for a while at school. There was a

girl . She was very well-developed. After sweating, her clothes were wet and clung to her body, highlighting the outline of her large breasts.

You could even see her small nipples. I played while watching, and didn't return to the classroom until it was almost dark.

All the other students had gone home. I lit a cigarette, imagining those breasts bouncing up and down while playing volleyball, and

my little brother unconsciously became erect again. Just as I was about to slip my hand into my pants to soothe it, my homeroom teacher suddenly appeared in

the doorway . She spotted me smoking and shouted, "How can you smoke now? I'm going to tell your

parents!"

I was relieved she hadn't seen me masturbating, but my family knowing about my smoking was no

laughing . I could only sheepishly follow the teacher to the office, hoping to plead with her to let me off the hook.

As we walked, I didn't forget to carefully observe her profile. Today she was wearing a

pale yellow dress with a round, low-cut neckline that revealed part of her shoulder. Her hips

swayed, stretching the outline of her panties onto the dress…

Once in the office, I began to plead, but the teacher took out her homework and started grading it, simultaneously criticizing and

lecturing me. Because I was standing to her side, with my head down, I could see right through her neckline. The office

lights were bright, and everything was clearly visible inside. Her full breasts, encased in a half-cup bra, swayed with her movements as she

graded the homework . I didn't hear what she was saying, and I didn't have time to plead anymore.

Perhaps realizing I was silent, she turned her head and saw me staring intently at her neckline. Then

, noticing the tent my penis was making, she blushed, but instead of being angry, she said,

"You little pervert!"

I couldn't resist becoming bolder. I slipped one hand inside her neckline, grabbed one breast, and gently

squeezed it . Then I slipped my hand over her bra, teasing her nipple. The teacher's breathing quickened. Suddenly, she

unbuckled my belt, pulled out my penis, and began to stroke it, moaning, "Such a big thing...

"

I pulled her to her feet, pulled her dress off her head, and unhooked her bra.

The large breasts I'd imagined so many times suddenly appeared before my eyes. Then, she pulled down my pants, knelt down, and

sucked , her tongue licking here and there—it felt incredibly good!

I pushed her to the table, laid her down on it, and pulled down her underwear, revealing her thick, dark forest.

Her vulva was already overflowing with fluid; the little hole I'd dreamed of penetrating countless times was finally open to my erect penis

. My hands pressed against her large breasts, my fingers pinching her nipples and massaging them vigorously. My penis rubbed against

the entrance, and the teacher moaned loudly, twisting her body and swinging her legs wildly.

Seeing the opportunity, I thrust hard, and with a "plop," my large penis slid in. The teacher

moaned even more violently: "Move faster... harder..."

I began to thrust with all my might, my hands constantly playing with her large, mountain-like breasts. Soon, I

felt the teacher's vagina begin to contract, releasing a large amount of fluid. The teacher gripped my shoulders,

twisting her body forcefully to match my thrusts. "Ah... I'm going to die..." the teacher cried out.

Still not satisfied, I pulled out my large penis, pulled the teacher up, and had her hold onto the table, facing away from me

with her buttocks sticking out. I squatted down and licked her overflowing, wet opening with my tongue. She twisted her hips and cried out,

"Hurry up and put it in, I can't take it anymore..."

I licked for a while longer, until the teacher's upper body was already lying on the table. Then I stood up, cupped

her large breasts in my hands, and thrust my penis straight into her opening, penetrating her to the hilt. This time, the teacher's moans were

even more stimulating.

After countless thrusts, the teacher's moans grew louder and louder, and more wetness gushed out, dripping onto

her thighs . I suddenly pulled out my penis and then thrust it in forcefully, thrusting violently several times, moving the desk

quite a distance, ejaculating all my semen into the homeroom teacher's body.

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Her breasts were incredibly large, her bra was fastened tightly, probably a C cup, and I couldn't unfasten it. I bit her earlobe, and she moaned softly. I told her to unfasten her bra so I could touch it, but she said, "No...no." I had no choice but to reach down and explore. Her genitals were already wet; I didn't know if it was from playing sports or something. I stroked her labia. By this time, she had forgotten to run away; her hands, which had been against my chest, had unconsciously become wrapped around my shoulders, clearly unable to stand . I asked her, "Is it comfortable?" She said yes. I said, "I'll make it even more comfortable for you." I pulled down her pants. She seemed a little flustered but didn't stop me. I said, " Take off your bra yourself; it'll be even more comfortable." Then I licked her clitoris with my tongue. She was trembling violently, pressing my head down with both hands. It was very uncomfortable for me, so I told her to lie down on the vaulting box. I took off her top and bra, then spread her legs. Her pubic hair was sparse, making her vulva clearly visible. I licked her clitoris, and she kept leaking vaginal fluid. Her thighs were clenched tightly, and her body kept twisting and turning. I plunged my tongue deep into her vagina, and she moaned "Oh...oh..." clearly enjoying herself immensely . Seeing how much she was enjoying it, I asked her, "Are you enjoying it?" She just made two "hmm" sounds and didn't say anything . I rubbed her breasts with both hands, then thrust my penis forcefully into her. She screamed, " It hurts !" and tried to push me away, but I ignored her, grabbing her large breasts and vigorously pounding into her. Every time she tried to push me away, I would immediately pull her back. Gradually, she lost her strength and let me do as I pleased. And so, my penis thrust in and out of her tender, tight vagina for over ten minutes before I finally couldn't hold back and ejaculated inside her. My dear teacher Liu, my dear teacher Liu , some say women are as mysterious as a riddle, others say women are as hazy as a dream; some prefer the purity of young girls, others prefer the maturity of young women. In my mind, women around thirty are beautiful because, at this age, women are approaching maturity. Only women with a myriad of charms are the most lovable, only women brimming with femininity are true women. Mature women are like plump grapes, mature women are like aged wine; mature women are like a gentle spring breeze. Women in their thirties are the most understanding of romance; only women of this age can truly be called sexy and alluring. In my life's journey, it is these beautiful, mature, sexy, and alluring women in their thirties who have truly taught me the beauty of sex. To this day, I will never forget that it was they who taught me what a real woman is like, and under their gentle care, I learned the true meaning of love between men and women.

That year, I had just turned eighteen and was a freshman in the Chinese Literature Department of a prestigious university in the provincial capital. One of my classmates was a girl who had just turned seventeen. She was pure, beautiful, petite, and charming; I later called her Hong. Perhaps because we were the youngest in the department, we naturally became friends, as innocent as a mountain spring. Our first year of university coincided with the 4th National College Student Arts Festival. Perhaps the students in the school's art department were merely nominal, or perhaps Hong and I had been artistic talents in our respective cities and schools during high school, but anyway, the student council transferred Hong and me to the performance team, where a female dance teacher choreographed a duet for us. This dance teacher, named Liu Yi, was in her thirties and possessed an indescribable charm. In my youthful mind, she was beauty, she was perfection. Hong and I were deeply captivated by her understanding and appreciation of dance, and by the unparalleled elegance she exuded. She embodied a breathtaking beauty. Under her meticulous guidance, Hong and I won first prize in the 4th National College Student Arts Festival for our duet dance. The news caused a sensation at the school; Hong and I became the talk of the school, and many considered us a perfect match—a young prodigy and a beautiful couple.

Not long after returning to school, one afternoon, Teacher Liu invited Hong and me to her home to celebrate our success. Coincidentally, Hong's parents were away on a business trip to the provincial capital that day, and Hong went to visit them at a hotel, leaving me alone at Teacher Liu's house. Before this, I only knew that Teacher Liu's husband was the son of a high-ranking official and had been abroad for almost two years, that she had a teenage daughter living with her grandmother in Beijing, and that she lived alone in a very luxurious apartment in the 1980s. That evening, I braved the biting wind and swirling snowflakes to reach Teacher Liu's home. After ringing the doorbell, Teacher Liu opened the door and welcomed me inside. A wave of warmth washed over me; although the wind was biting outside, the room was cozy and inviting. Entering the living room, I took a closer look at Ms. Liu. A long black swan dress draped her shapely, voluptuous figure. Her usually flowing, black hair, which cascaded down her back, was styled into an elegant updo, revealing her long, ivory-white neck. A faint blush graced her cheeks, and her gentle smile was as captivating as a dream. Tonight, Ms. Liu embodied the most feminine side of herself—a breathtaking beauty that would make any man's heart flutter.

In Ms. Liu's dining room, I witnessed her exquisite culinary skills. I was amazed that the usually dignified and elegant Ms. Liu could cook so well. After dinner, Ms. Liu and I returned to the living room and sat on the sofa. Ms. Liu asked about Hong and me participating in the university arts festival. I recounted Hong's performance in Beijing in detail, and she listened attentively, occasionally bringing me coffee and fruit. Before I knew it, several hours had passed, and the clock struck nine o'clock. When I realized it was time to leave and got up to say goodbye, Teacher Liu stopped me, saying, "Jiang, don't rush, sit a little longer and chat with me." Teacher Liu's soft, boneless hand held mine, her face and eyes full of expectation. I involuntarily sat back down. This time, Teacher Liu sat close beside me, a captivating, mature woman's unique fragrance lingering around me. Teacher Liu told me about her family, her husband and daughter, and her impressions of me and Hong. Finally, she looked at me and said, "Jiang, you are the most outstanding boy I have seen in all these years. I really like you and Hong. I...I...can you stay tonight and keep me company a little longer?" As she spoke, Teacher Liu lowered her head shyly. At that moment, I understood the true meaning of "stay." Looking at Teacher Liu's blushing cheeks and inhaling her alluring, captivating fragrance, I felt as if I were in a dream. I grabbed Teacher Liu's hand and murmured, "Teacher Liu, I...I really like you too, I..." Before I could finish, Teacher Liu opened her arms and pulled me into her warm embrace, pressing her beautiful face tightly against mine. After a while, she pressed her rosy, sweet lips against mine, sucking them passionately. Teacher Liu was surprised to find that I didn't know how to kiss a woman. She put her clove-like tongue into my mouth, gently stirring it, while simultaneously gesturing to me. I instinctively put my tongue into Teacher Liu's mouth, stirring it in hers. We kissed passionately, lost in our own world. This was my first time kissing a woman, and it was with my most admired teacher. After what seemed like an eternity, Teacher Liu whispered in my ear, "Darling, let's go to the bedroom." I knew what was about to happen; it was a mysterious world. Filled with longing for that mystery, I held the voluptuous Liu Yi, who was about the same height as me, in my arms and carried her into her bedroom, which was filled with feminine charm.

When I placed Teacher Liu on her large double bed, the passion aroused by her sexual desire caused a faint blush to rise on her cheeks. Her beautiful eyes were half-closed, half-open, her gaze hazy, and her eyes and brows were full of tenderness and affection. She twisted her voluptuous body, her curves perfectly displayed, truly a woman with full breasts, a slender waist, and plump hips. "Jiang, come here, help me take off my skirt. Tonight, I'll teach you a skill you can't learn from books." My hands trembled as I unzipped Liu Yi's long skirt and gently pulled it down. A beautiful young woman, almost completely naked, lay before me. Teacher Liu stretched her arms over her head, undoing her hair, revealing her plump, slender arms and dark armpit hair. Her firm breasts swayed gently under her black lace bra, her small, delicate navel nestled on her white, supple abdomen. Her thighs were full and rounded, her calves long and straight. But what captivated me most was what lay beneath her narrow black lace panties. A few stray pubic hairs, like red apricots peeking over a wall, playfully peeked out from under the panties. The streamlined outline of her vulva told me of a mysterious world I had never seen before. My blood boiled, and I felt waves of trembling through my body. I heard Teacher Liu say in a sweet voice,

"Jiang, do you think I'm beautiful?"

"Yes, you're so beautiful..."

"Then what are you daydreaming about? Come here quickly." Teacher Liu said in a sweet voice, her face flushed, and pulled me to her side with her delicate, slender hand. A captivating fragrance of a mature woman wafted into my nose, and I felt intoxicated. In a daze, Teacher Liu took off my outer clothes, leaving me only in my shorts. Wearing only shorts in front of such a stunningly beautiful woman for the first time, I felt a little embarrassed and covered my lower body with my hands. Then, Teacher Liu unhooked her black lace bra, and her full, perky breasts leaped out like two white doves. Her small, pale purple nipples, against her alabaster skin, looked exceptionally beautiful, like ripe grapes. Then, she slowly removed her exquisite black lace panties, revealing the alluring genitals of a mature, beautiful woman before me. The mysterious and dreamlike beauty of that young woman's vulva was a new continent I had never explored before. A thick, dark pubic hair, like a forest, was distributed in an inverted triangle between her two plump, fair thighs, covering her slightly raised mons pubis. Her dark red, thick, and slippery labia majora had parted, revealing her pink, smooth labia minora and a slightly open vaginal opening. Separated by her narrow perineum was her small, dark purple anus, like a chrysanthemum bud.

Gazing upon this stunningly beautiful woman, her alluring figure, and the dreamlike, mature beauty of her genitals, my penis swelled as if it were about to burst, straining against my shorts. I desperately needed a gentle place to release all the pent-up energy. At this moment, Teacher Liu could only be described as "an angel on one hand, a devil on the other." Her face was flushed, displaying a mixture of shyness, allure, lewdness, and dignity. One hand caressed her genitals, while she emitted faint, intermittent, intoxicating moans. Her other hand pulled down my shorts, revealing my penis like a drawn sword before Liu Yi—my teacher, a stunningly beautiful woman in her thirties. Seeing my erect, long, thick, and large penis, Teacher Liu exclaimed in surprise, "Ah! Jiang, I never expected your little darling to be so excellent, it's truly amazing!" She joyfully grasped my penis with her delicate hands. For the first time in eighteen years, a woman of the opposite sex, a mature and beautiful woman, had played with my penis. An electric sensation surged through my entire body. In my life, I will never forget that breathtakingly beautiful winter night when I was eighteen. Outside, it was freezing cold, the wind was biting, and snow was falling heavily; inside, it was warm and cozy, tender and gentle, with boundless spring-like beauty. I was naked with my beautiful and alluring female dance teacher, nearly ten years my senior, in her bedroom filled with boundless spring-like warmth. She gently held my penis, stroking it with loving caress; I, like a schoolboy, greedily gazed at the charming, alluring, sexy, and voluptuous body of the mature woman on the large double bed. I saw her slender, white fingers part her labia minora, her middle finger gently massaging her small, cardamom-like clitoris. A colorless fluid continuously flowed from the depths of her alluring vagina, moistening her genitals. A series of beautiful, intoxicating moans escaped from her rosy lips. Her eyes were hazy, her face flushed, her voluptuous, sensual body writhing as she spoke haltingly,

"Jiang... hurry... put your penis into my vagina... I want you, Teacher will give herself to you..."

She spread her legs into an M shape, pulling me onto her boneless body. A surge of desire coursed through me, and I thrust my hard penis into her vagina. This was my first time, my first time my penis had touched a woman's genitals. The feeling was dreamlike, indescribable. My penis touched Teacher Liu's genitals, but I couldn't penetrate her vagina. Only then did Teacher Liu realize I was a virgin. She exclaimed with delight,

"Oh, Jiang, I never imagined this was your first time having sex with a woman! I… oh, I'm so surprised! Let me teach you!"

With that, Teacher Liu sat up and had me lie on my back on the bed. My erect, hard, large, thick, and long penis stood proudly like a pillar supporting the sky. Teacher Liu lovingly played with my penis, her expression as if she were looking at a rare treasure. After a while, she leaned down, her back to me, her head resting on my genitals, and lay on top of me, her plump buttocks facing my face. She actually began to kiss and lick my penis. She took my hard penis into her mouth, her rosy lips stroking it, her tongue licking the glans. A surge of heat shot from the glans, like an electric shock, throughout my entire body. Her delicate tongue licked my glans, making it tingle and feel lightheaded, as if I were ascending to heaven, waves of pleasure surging from my penis. Teacher Liu's snow-white, plump, and luscious buttocks were right in front of me, the unique fragrance of a beautiful young woman emanating from her genitals. An inexplicable impulse made me instinctively cup her full buttocks with both hands and lift my head to kiss her mature and beautiful genitals. When my lips touched her labia, her whole body trembled, and then she excitedly and intermittently taught me how to kiss her. I used the tip of my tongue to part her labia, my tongue swirling inside her slippery vagina, then I used my lips to cup and suck on her small, beautiful, erect clitoris, like a cardamom bud. My nose was on Teacher Liu's small, dark purple anus, like a chrysanthemum bud. Teacher Liu writhed her white, plump buttocks and moaned, a colorless, odorless, transparent liquid flowing from her vagina, onto my face and into my mouth.

After a while, Ms. Liu got up, squatted down facing me, and straddled me, positioning her vaginal opening directly over my erect penis. She parted her labia with one hand, and with the other, her thumb and middle finger held my penis, guiding the glans towards her mysterious, dreamlike, already moist and open vaginal opening. She slowly lowered her plump buttocks, the glans of my penis enveloped by her plump, lubricated labia, like a gentle kiss from her rosy lips. As she slowly lowered herself, my hard, thick, long, and large penis was gradually swallowed by her vagina. The inner walls of her vagina were slippery, tender, and warmly caressing my penis. The vagina of a mature woman was so wonderful. Inserted into Ms. Liu's vagina, my painfully erect penis seemed to have found its home, feeling incredibly comfortable. Gradually, her vagina swallowed my penis completely. Her plump buttocks sat entirely on my thighs, and my hard, erect, long, thick, and large penis was inserted to the root into her vagina. Her vagina was warm and inviting; deep inside, it felt as if a soft, warm mass of flesh was subtly enveloping the glans of my penis. For the first time in my life, I had experienced sexual intercourse between a man and a woman; for the first time, I had inserted my mature penis into the vagina of a mature woman. On the voluptuous body of a young, beautiful female dance teacher more than ten years my senior, in her tight, soft, smooth, and wrinkled vagina, my penis experienced its first qualitative leap, and I transformed from a virgin into a true man. Teacher Liu's body moved up and down, her vagina tightly gripping my penis, her labia majora and minora powerfully squeezing my erect penis. The glans of my penis touched that soft, warm mass of flesh deep inside her vagina with each touch, and with each touch, Teacher Liu let out a dreamlike and enchanting moan. My hands gripped Teacher Liu's plump buttocks, kneading them. Teacher Liu bounced on top of me, twisting her large, fleshy buttocks. After a while, she lay on top of me, her pink face pressed against mine, blushing as she softly asked,

"Jiang, are you a woman?"

Before I could answer, she asked again in a coquettish voice,

"Do you know what we're doing?"

She pressed her face tightly against mine with a hint of shyness, twisting her body, her labia majora gripping my penis tightly, and said with a coquettish laugh,

"Teacher's is called a little cunt, and yours is called a big cock. What we're doing now is called a big cock fucking a little cunt."

Thinking of Teacher Liu's dignified and quiet demeanor during the day, I could hardly imagine such lewd words coming from her beautiful little mouth. Hearing her lewd words and soft laughter, I thrust my body upwards with force, my penis forcefully penetrating deep into Teacher Liu's vagina. Teacher Liu also swayed her plump buttocks, her smooth, wrinkled vagina powerfully stroking my thick, hard penis.

Teacher Liu moaned and cried out with abandon, her voice like the most beautiful music imaginable, utterly intoxicating. Her body writhed, her hair flying behind her head, her full breasts heaving with each movement. Her face was flushed with desire, her eyes glazed, she panted heavily, and her body was glistening with sweat. She undulated her body, stroking herself dozens of times, then straddled me, twisting her plump, white buttocks, allowing my penis to fully penetrate her vagina, the glans grinding against her clitoris. Our moans of pleasure mingled, filling the room with a vibrant, passionate atmosphere. A stream of colorless, transparent fluid slowly flowed from the depths of her vagina, making our genitals slippery and sticky. As Teacher Liu writhed and twisted her hips on top of me, a soft, hissing sound emanated from her.

Ms. Liu's vagina tightly enveloped my penis, her labia minora gripping it tightly, powerfully stroking it. The pleasure inside the beautiful young woman's vagina sent waves of sensation through my body; I trembled all over, my penis feeling as if it were being electrocuted, a tingling, itchy sensation shooting from my spine to every part of my body.

At that moment, a surge of heat welled up from deep within Ms. Liu's vagina, powerfully stimulating the head of my penis. Simultaneously, Ms. Liu increased the speed of her thrusting, her moans growing louder,

"Ah…ah…ah…my little cunt feels so good being fucked by this big cock…this big cock is fucking me so well…ah…"

I also felt a tingling sensation from my tailbone, an unknown force involuntarily thrusting my lower body upwards, moaning loudly,

"Ah…Teacher…fucking your little cunt is so…ah…"

Amidst our loud moans, a tingling sensation emanated from our central nervous system, stimulating the base of my penis. A surge of heat, uncontrollable, shot out forcefully from the base of my penis, powerfully gushing into Ms. Liu's vagina, impacting the soft, warm flesh deep within her. My body convulsed, my penis thrusting powerfully inside Ms. Liu's vagina; Ms. Liu's body trembled incessantly, her vaginal walls and labia minora contracting forcefully, gripping my penis. The hot fluid gushed and surged within Ms. Liu's mysterious, dreamlike, beautiful, and mature vagina. I ejaculated my first semen into her, the beautiful, alluring, sexy, and seductive dance teacher, more than ten years my senior, fully receiving the baptism of love from her prized student…

After what seemed like an eternity, we gradually calmed down from the climax of intercourse, our heightened emotions subsiding. Teacher Liu lay on top of me, gently kissing my face, my eyes, my lips. Her eyes and brows were filled with tenderness and affection; it was clearly the affection of an older sister for her younger brother. There was no trace of the wanton, wanton, and seductive beautiful young woman from before in her. A blush graced her delicate, fair cheeks. Teaching her young student to make love was indeed a thrilling yet embarrassing experience. My penis was still inside Teacher Liu's vagina, her labia still tightly closed.

“Jiang, I really didn’t expect this to be your first time. Maybe I’m wrong, but I like you so much. I can’t bear the torment of desire. You may think I’m a bad woman, but believe it or not, you are my first love outside of marriage,” Teacher Liu said softly, her face flushed.

“I’m more than ten years older than you, but I don’t want anything from you. I just hope you can remember me. Over the years, I’ve lived alone, always hoping for someone like me to soothe my lonely heart. Heaven has eyes, and you appeared in my life after so many years of ordinariness. It’s not just your handsome appearance that attracted me, but more importantly, the unique temperament you exude. Your knowledge and talent have deeply attracted me. Alas, why does fate play such tricks on us? We are more than ten years apart. Why didn’t I have you when I was young?”

As she spoke, tears welled up in Teacher Liu’s beautiful eyes. Deeply moved by Ms. Liu's heartfelt words, I embraced her voluptuous body, kissed her beautiful face, and kissed away the tears clinging to her cheeks. I whispered, "Ms. Liu, I'm so happy. You may not know, but you are one of my most admired teachers. I never dreamed I would have such a wonderful, enchanting, and unforgettable night. I love you, Ms. Liu. I will never forget this enchanting night. You taught me, through your body and example, things I could never learn from books."

At this moment, my penis had completely softened and slipped out of her vagina. Ms. Liu was still lying on top of me. Hearing my words, Teacher Liu blushed crimson with embarrassment, burying her head in my chest with a soft moan. She giggled softly, and after a long pause, said sweetly, "Jiang, you really know how to please a woman. Sigh, after today's experience, don't call me 'teacher' anymore. When we're together like this, hearing you call me 'teacher' makes my skin crawl."

Looking at her shy expression, I felt a strange urge. I reached for her plump, white buttocks and kneaded them forcefully, saying, "I'll call you 'teacher' then. It's more exciting, more passionate."

Liu Yi, aroused by my touch, kissed me passionately, saying,

"You little rascal, you're so lovely. I really want to be with you like this forever. I can't let you call me 'teacher' for nothing. I'll teach you the secrets of lovemaking, so you not only have the looks and knowledge to conquer women, but also the skills to conquer them in bed."

Teacher Liu hugged me tightly, her firm, full breasts pressed against my chest. After a while, Teacher Liu said, "Jiang, let's go to the bathroom to wash up." She then climbed off me. Looking at Teacher Liu's smooth, fair skin and her full, healthy figure, I felt incredibly happy. Seeing a beautiful woman is a pleasure, but seeing a naked beauty is an even greater pleasure. Her firm, round breasts, slender, supple waist—although she had given birth, Teacher Liu's abdomen was completely free of excess fat, as smooth and glossy as a virgin's. Her plump, luscious buttocks, long, straight legs, and the thick, soft pubic hair between them, along with her smooth, full labia. Teacher Liu's vagina was wet. She swayed her hips, her plump buttocks bobbing. She hugged my shoulders, and I put my arm around her waist as we walked into the bathroom.

We sat in the large bathtub. Teacher Liu used her delicate hands to wash my entire body, and my hands caressed and stroked her full body. But our hands mostly played with each other's genitals. Ms. Liu carefully washed my penis and scrotum until they were spotless, then gently stroked them with her delicate hands. My limp penis gradually hardened in her hands. At Ms. Liu's prompting, I also washed her genitals thoroughly. I inserted my fingers into her vagina and gently stirred them. Ms. Liu writhed and giggled. I used my fingers, coated with shower gel, to thrust in and out of her slippery vagina. Ms. Liu smiled and said, "You're a quick learner, a true student. But there's still one place you haven't washed for me." As she spoke, she pulled my fingers out of her vagina, gently tracing the lush greenery of her perineum, finally stopping at her anus. Her anus was so small and tight, it felt wonderful to touch. She twisted her body, her mouth close to my ear, her face flushed, and said in a sweet voice, "Jiang, this place is also a place to play. Help me wash it, and we'll have a good time." I dipped my fingers in shower gel and gently massaged Teacher Liu's anus. Under Teacher Liu's guidance, my index finger slowly and gently probed into her anus. Teacher Liu's anus was very tight, the sphincter muscles tightly wrapped around my finger. Teacher Liu's eyes were languid, and she made a series of intoxicating moans. My finger was completely inserted into Teacher Liu's anus. Teacher Liu twisted her plump buttocks, and my finger moved in and out of her anus. The shower gel acted as a lubricant, and gradually her anus relaxed, and my finger could go in and out freely. In the large bathtub, I held the plump and beautiful Teacher Liu in my arms and washed her anus clean inside and out with water.

We emerged from the bathtub and embraced tightly. I kissed Teacher Liu, thrusting my tongue into her mouth and swirling it around. She sucked on it with her rosy, sweet lips, my erect, hard penis resting on her soft, flat stomach. Teacher Liu lifted one leg and wrapped it around my waist, positioning her vaginal opening directly against my erect penis. I held her plump buttocks and thrust forward, her body following suit. With a soft "plop," and a soft cry from Teacher Liu, my penis once again plunged into her dreamlike, beautiful, and mysterious vagina. Teacher Liu clung tightly to my shoulders, thrusting her lower body forward forcefully. I held her slender waist with one hand and her plump buttocks with the other, my penis pumping in and out of her vagina. The tight, wrinkled walls of her vagina gripped my penis, her labia majora tightly enveloping it. Our tongues collided and intertwined. I hugged Ms. Liu's plump buttocks tightly, and she wrapped her full arms around my neck, her shapely legs around my waist, her vagina tightly enveloping my penis, her long black hair fluttering behind her head with the thrusts of my penis. Her face was flushed, and she was panting heavily, saying intermittently,

"Oh... my little husband, my darling, I love you, your big cock fucking my little cunt... oh..."

I held Ms. Liu's plump buttocks, her long legs tightly wrapped around my waist, my penis deeply inserted into her vagina, her vaginal opening tightly gripping my penis. I held Ms. Liu in my arms, my penis inside her vagina, and walked out of the bathroom into the living room. I placed her on the sofa, stood beside it, put Ms. Liu's legs on my shoulders, pressed my body against hers, and deeply inserted my penis into her vagina, swaying my hips. My penis ground against the soft, warm flesh at the end of her vagina. Ms. Liu's eyes were glazed, her face flushed, panting heavily, and she moaned intermittently.

“Oh…Jiang, my darling, my sweet little husband, your big cock is fucking me to death…oh…fuck me harder…oh…”

“Teacher…my sweet, sexy teacher…your beautiful, sexy cunt is making my cock feel so good…I want to fuck you…oh…fuck you to death…oh…”

Ms. Liu stood up, and my penis slid out of her vagina. She lay on the sofa, her plump buttocks raised, revealing her beautiful vulva. Her labia majora were engorged and parted, her labia minora had turned a deep pink, and her clitoris was erect. Her dark purple, chrysanthemum-bud-like anus was particularly alluring against the backdrop of her white, plump buttocks.

"Jiang, come here," Ms. Liu said in a coquettish voice, one hand on the sofa and the other touching her wet vulva, "put your cock in from behind."

I held her snow-white, plump buttocks with my hand, my hard penis touching her vulva, eliciting bursts of giggles from her. She twisted her body, swaying her plump buttocks, one hand grasping my penis, rubbing the glans against her erect, small, cardamom-like clitoris, and letting out seductive moans.

“Oh… my darling… your big cock is so… oh… I’ll teach you, put your big cock in teacher’s cunt from behind, that’s called ‘doggy style’… oh… yes, just like that… hard… oh… thrust harder… my dear little husband… your big cock is making me dizzy… teacher feels so good being fucked by your big cock… oh…”

Teacher Liu guided my penis to enter her vagina from behind, my body slamming against her plump buttocks, my penis thrusting in and out of her tight, slippery vagina. I held her plump buttocks, my lower abdomen slamming against Teacher Liu’s snow-white buttocks, each thrust of my penis hitting the soft, warm flesh deep inside her vagina. Her labia minora, like vibrant flower petals, fluttered with each thrust of my penis. My arms encircled her supple waist, one hand caressing her already erect, small, bud-like clitoris, my fingers gently massaging it with the fluid flowing from her vagina. Teacher Liu's hand also touched my scrotum, gently kneading it with her fingers. She twisted her body, swaying her full hips, moaning ecstatically:

"Oh… Teacher's cunt feels so good being fucked by her student's big cock… Oh… Darling… Your big cock feels so good inside… Oh… Oh… Fuck me harder… Oh… Oh… Oh… Oh… Oh…"

After a while, Teacher Liu lay back down on the floor, her two snow-white, plump, and slender legs spread wide and raised high. I lay on her boneless body, rubbing my hard penis against her vaginal opening, glistening with the fluid flowing from her vagina, rubbing against her labia minora, her clitoris, and her vaginal opening.

“Oh…you little rascal…it feels so good…hurry up and put your big cock into teacher’s cunt…oh…fuck me harder…oh…hurry up and put your big cock in…oh…”

Teacher Liu cried out wantonly, thrusting her buttocks upwards. One hand held my hard penis, aiming it at her overflowing vaginal opening. The other hand wrapped around my back and pressed down. With a “whoosh” sound, my penis was inserted into her vagina again. My chest pressed tightly against Teacher Liu’s snow-white, firm breasts, squeezing from side to side and back to front, while simultaneously lifting and pressing my buttocks up and down, speeding up the thrusting of my penis in her little hole. Teacher Liu twisted her body, her vagina tightly gripping my penis, occasionally giving me pointers on sexual techniques. One moment I'd thrust my penis deep into her vagina, twisting my hips, the large glans grinding against the soft, warm flesh deep inside; the next I'd pull it out, leaving only the glans at the entrance, then forcefully thrust it back in… The sofa, the coffee table, the dining table, the chairs… everywhere became our battleground. In Ms. Liu's vagina, my penis thrust in and out for nearly an hour, leaving her weak and limp, her juices flowing freely, her body drenched in sweat, panting heavily. Finally, amidst Ms. Liu's ecstatic cries, I powerfully ejaculated into her vagina, forcefully pounding her uterus.

Exhausted, we lay on the large double bed, embracing each other, gazing at each other happily. I held Ms. Liu in my arms, kissing her; her voluptuous, beautiful form was the embodiment of beauty in my eyes. Ms. Liu gently held my penis in her hand, while my hand wandered and teased her genitals. After a while, Ms. Liu got up, turned her back to me, and lay on top of me, burying her head between my legs to kiss and caress my penis again. Her snow-white, plump buttocks were raised in front of my face, and Ms. Liu's small mouth held my still limp penis, which had just ejaculated, and sucked on it, while her hands gently kneaded my scrotum. I cupped Ms. Liu's white, tender, and plump buttocks and kissed and licked her genitals, my tongue parting her labia majora and minora, probing into her vagina, stirring, and using my lips to wrap around and suck on her small clitoris. My penis became hard from Ms. Liu's licking and caressing. She took it entirely into her mouth, and I felt the head of my penis touching her throat. Her small, rosy lips enveloped my hard penis. I cupped her snow-white, smooth, and plump buttocks, my tongue swirling inside her vagina, my nose resting on her small, beautiful, pale purple anus, like a chrysanthemum bud. Her vaginal fluids flowed, dripping into my mouth and onto my face. My tongue licked her perineum, then kissed her small, beautiful, pale purple anus, like a chrysanthemum bud. Ms. Liu giggled as I kissed and licked her, letting my tongue kiss and lick inside and outside her anus. Finally, she couldn't resist any longer, giggling as she begged me to insert my penis into her anus.

Teacher Liu knelt on the bed, her plump buttocks raised high, her legs spread wide, revealing her anus, which I had kissed and licked until it was wet. Against the backdrop of her snow-white, smooth, full buttocks, her pale purple anus looked exceptionally beautiful and alluring. I couldn't resist lying down on Teacher Liu's plump buttocks again to kiss and lick that delicate anus. After a while, I knelt behind Teacher Liu, one hand supporting her round, plump buttocks, the other supporting my erect, hard penis. I aimed the glans at Teacher Liu's delicate, beautiful anus, like a chrysanthemum bud, and slowly... My saliva, which coated her anus, acted as a lubricant, allowing my glans to enter her narrow, tight anus with relatively little effort. The anus is different from the vagina; the sphincter muscles gripped my penis tightly. Ms. Liu twisted her hips, urging me to push my penis further in. I gently thrust in and out, my penis gradually extending into Ms. Liu's anus. Gradually, her anus became slippery, and my penis was fully inserted, all the way to the root. As I thrust, Ms. Liu twisted her body, her hair flying, her body drenched in sweat, panting heavily. Her sphincter muscles contracted rhythmically, gripping my penis tightly.

"Ah… this big cock is fucking my ass so good… harder… harder…" Ms. Liu cried out ecstatically. Ms.

Liu's anus was completely lubricated, allowing my penis to thrust freely inside. The gripping of her anal sphincter muscles was a unique and pleasurable sensation.

"Teacher, I never knew you could fuck an anus! There are so many places to play with on a woman's body."

"Yes, there are plenty of places to play with on my body. I'm willing to teach you. Whenever you want to play, I'll play with you. However you want to play, I'll play with you however you want."

My penis thrust in and out of Teacher Liu's anus, her fingers gently kneading my scrotum. Inside her anus, my penis was being stroked by her anal sphincter. After thrusting for a long time, I finally ejaculated into her anus.

After washing up in the bathroom, Teacher Liu and I lay on the bed, embracing. She held me in her arms, my lips kissing her nipples, my hands kneading her plump buttocks. Her hands gently stroked my penis, telling me she would train me to be a sex expert that women would love, honing my sexual skills to perfection. She held me, teaching me how to flirt with women, how to kiss women, how to make love with women; how to do it with virgins, how to do it with married women. As she spoke and demonstrated, my penis became hard again, and I thrust it into Ms. Liu's vagina once more. That night, my penis thrust in and out of Ms. Liu's mouth, vagina, and anus several times. Finally, Ms. Liu held me in her voluptuous arms, my penis still inside her vagina, and we drifted off to sleep sweetly.

I don't know when, but I woke up from my sleep to find it already broad daylight. When I opened my eyes, Ms. Liu was no longer beside me. I put on my pajamas and left the bedroom. I heard sounds coming from the kitchen, so I went in and saw Ms. Liu preparing breakfast, still in her pajamas. Looking at her alluring figure, and recalling the sweetness and madness of the previous night, her slender waist and round, full buttocks, my penis slowly hardened. I went over and hugged her from behind. Ms. Liu turned around, gave me a gentle smile, kissed me, and then turned back to continue her work. My hard penis pressed against Ms. Liu's soft buttocks through her pajamas. I slipped my hand inside her pajamas—ah, Ms. Liu wasn't wearing anything under her pajamas! My hand moved towards her groin, my fingers probing into her vagina, gently stirring and massaging her clitoris. At first, Ms. Liu just chuckled softly, but later, her vagina gradually became wet. Her hand slowly stopped, and she rested her hands on the counter, breathing softly. I lifted the hem of her nightgown. Here, Ms. Liu's legs were already parted. I thrust my hard penis into her vagina. With a "whoosh," my penis slid in all the way to the hilt. Ms. Liu let out a soft cry as her vagina tightly gripped my penis. I held Ms. Liu's plump buttocks with both hands and thrust my penis forcefully, my scrotum slapping against her mons pubis with each stroke. Ms. Liu initially supported herself on the counter with her hands, but later, I fucked her until she was lying face down on the counter, panting heavily. Our nightgowns were already on the floor. In the restaurant, Ms. Liu and I were naked on the counter, my penis thrusting in and out of her warm, wrinkled vagina; Ms. Liu's vagina tightly enveloped my thick, hard penis, her labia majora and minora powerfully stroking it.

After a while, I picked up Teacher Liu and placed her on the dining table, letting her lie on her back. Teacher Liu spread her legs, and I stood between them, my penis deeply inserted into her vagina, thrusting in and out with nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one. At this moment, Teacher Liu's eyes were hazy, she was panting heavily, her face flushed like

a peach blossom, and she was covered in fragrant sweat. Her vagina overflowed with passionate fluids, wetting our genitals and flowing onto the dining table. At Teacher Liu's suggestion, I sat on the dining chair, and Teacher Liu straddled me. I held her slender waist with one hand and her plump buttocks with the other, my thick penis thrusting upwards into her vagina. Teacher Liu arched her body back, bouncing, her warm, wrinkled vagina tightly gripping and stroking my penis. As I thrust upwards, I took Teacher Liu's beautiful nipples, like ripe grapes, into my mouth, gently sucking and licking them, kissing and licking her full breasts. Ms. Liu's long, black hair flowed behind her head like a flowing, dark brown waterfall.

Breakfast was already prepared, and before I could ejaculate, Ms. Liu got off me and brought the breakfast to me. I pulled her to my side and had her sit on my lap. Ms. Liu was as gentle as a wife, her plump, soft buttocks resting on my thighs as she fed me bite by bite, sometimes even feeding me mouth-to-mouth. She said that she was already a married woman, and her affair with her beloved student was due to an uncontrollable surge of spring passion and an unquenchable sexual desire. She wanted to transform a student nearly ten years younger than her from a virgin into a real man, using her mature and beautiful body to provide sexual enlightenment and instruction to her beloved student. As she spoke, she spread her legs and inserted my penis into her vagina. (July 24th,
English Teacher's Wedding Night,

English Teacher's Wedding Night,

Wow!! So sexy!!) "I couldn't help but exclaim this when I first saw the English teacher. Today was the new English teacher's first day of class. Because it was very hot, she wore a loose t-shirt and tight riding breeches. Although the t-shirt was loose, it was still pushed up by her high breasts, making them look like two high peaks, with her nipples faintly visible, like hazy cherries, giving people endless fantasies.

The most striking thing was her tight riding breeches, which clung tightly to her full thighs. The hem of the t-shirt just reached above her lower body, barely covering her lower abdomen, and the mysterious part between her legs was faintly revealed. The tight riding breeches also outlined the shape of her vulva, even the concave part between her labia was clearly visible. When she turned around, you could clearly see the marks left by her underwear tightly pressing against her plump buttocks.

"Damn! Is she trying to seduce me by being so sexy?" I said softly. "What? She is trying to seduce me!" "My deskmate Wang Ming continued. I noticed he was also staring intently at the English teacher's genitals. This guy was probably fantasizing again. "Hey, interested?" I whispered to him. "Of course, any good methods?" he asked. "Opportunities will always come," I replied. Wang Ming and I were partners; we often went looking for one-night stands together, but we didn't like playing together. "One, two, three! Rock, paper, scissors!" we said. "Ha! Ha!! I won, I go first this time!"

"My English name is Angel, my surname is Li, and I'll be your English teacher from now on. You can call me Angel or Teacher Li," the English teacher introduced herself. "She really is an angel! Not only is she beautiful, but her voice is so sexy too! She's a top-tier beauty!" "I said to Wang Ming. "What angel? She's more like a devil! She's stolen my soul!" Wang Ming replied. From then on, our class had two more people who studied English desperately: Wang Ming and me. We did this simply to have more contact with Angel. With Wang Ming and me being smart, we soon took the top two spots in the class for English. We also got to know Angel better. We could go to Angel's house whenever we wanted; she lived in the new teachers' dormitory. Angel and her boyfriend weren't locals and didn't know anyone there, so we quickly became familiar with them. Since we were close in age, we often called each other brothers, of course, outside of class. We often went out with her and her boyfriend. But Wang Ming and I still didn't get a chance.

Finally, the opportunity came. That day, Wang Ming and I were at Angel's house asking questions. We deliberately went there close to dark, and by the time we finished asking questions, it was already very dark. We pretended to leave, and Angel said, "Eat here. You might not be able to eat at home." "We were delighted and agreed.

It was a very hot day. Angel, being familiar with us, wasn't shy at all. She was only wearing pajamas in front of us. The kitchen was incredibly hot; by the time Angel finished cooking, she was drenched in sweat, her pajamas practically transparent. Her high, firm breasts clung to the wet fabric, their color clearly visible—the pink nipples alluring and suggestive. 'I'll go change,' Angel said, aware of her situation.

Just as Angel entered the bedroom, I followed her in. Angel didn't notice me. As soon as I entered the bedroom, I saw An..." Gel had just taken off her clothes. She was completely naked in front of me. I stared at Gel's breathtakingly beautiful body: her snow-white skin, her tender thighs, her slender waist, and her round, protruding buttocks were all displayed before my eyes

without a single flaw. Her skin was as white as jade, as smooth as water, healthy, slender, full, and graceful—absolutely flawless. Her breasts were just beginning to bloom, radiating youthful vitality. Especially her proudly firm breasts, which captivated me. Like two peaks sculpted from soft jade, the two crystal-clear rubies at their peaks radiated dazzling light. Perhaps still a virgin, her breasts were slightly raised, easily held in one hand, yet perfectly round and smooth, firm and elastic.

Angel turned slightly, her slender waist bending slightly, revealing her full, alluring buttocks without any concealment. The red cleft beneath the mound, crisscrossed with fine hair, was mostly visible. The cleft was tightly closed. Her lips were delicate, and I couldn't help but imagine how intoxicating the sensations of entry, invasion, occupation, tearing, and conflict must be within the absolute forbidden zone of this young girl's body…

Angel turned around, her completely naked body facing me. Her face was as beautiful as a fairy's, her body curvaceous and shapely, her skin smooth and white, her waist slender and delicate, her thighs full and long. Above her waist rose two soft, jade-like peaks, and between her thighs rose a lush mound of pubic hair, topped with two slightly closed labia. At the upper part of the entrance, a clitoris the size of a soybean was faintly visible. All of this created a breathtakingly beautiful primal picture. I only managed to control myself for a few seconds before my blood rushed, my penis hard as iron, almost bursting through my pants. I quickly stripped off my clothes, and taking advantage of Angel's turn, I slipped inside, locking the door behind me and turning off the light, plunging the room into darkness.

"Ah..." Angel screamed in fright. I pounced on her, grabbing her slender waist and holding her tightly in my arms. "Ah... Help..." Angel screamed shrilly. “Don’t call me… Angel!” I said hoarsely. “How could it be you! What are you doing?! Let go!!” She tried desperately to break free, but her resistance was futile; her arms, twisted behind her back, trembled slightly.

I pinned her to the wall from behind. She struggled frantically, but couldn’t escape. I stroked her two large, white buttocks with my hands; they were soft, smooth, and so stimulating! “Help… Help…” she screamed frantically. I buried my head in her buttocks, gently licking her labia from behind, my tongue reaching into her vagina… “Ah… No, don’t…” Angel let out a painful groan, shaking her bare, rounded shoulders violently. Tears of humiliation finally welled up in her eyes. She struggled, her hips twisting from side to side—this was even more exhilarating! After licking for a while, I stood up, reached out and gently squeezed her bare, firm, and tender breasts! He gently kneaded her full, white breasts with both hands, while lightly pinching her two delicate pink nipples with his fingers!

"Ah! Ah... Stop..." A slight pain and an electric shock-like sensation came from her breasts as I brazenly caressed them. Angel couldn't help but sob softly. She felt immense shame and sorrow, her weak body struggling in vain. I kneaded her full, fleshy breasts a few more times, my hands sliding down, my two rough hands pressing against Angel's lower body, groping her wantonly. "Ah! No, no, don't!!" An overwhelming sense of despair and shame surged up, and she screamed hoarsely! I gently rubbed her dark, shiny pubic hair with my hands! As I touched her, I searched for her lips with my own. I pressed my lips to hers, my tongue searching and exploring in her mouth. Angel could only whimper.

"The first time I saw you, I fell in love with you! I've missed you so much," I whispered in her ear, while giving her even greater sensory stimulation with my hands. Finally, Angel succumbed to my sensual stimulation. She stopped resisting, only gently wriggling her delicate body. Seeing that she had submitted, I gently inserted a finger into her tender flesh. "Ah..." A wave of shame and fear washed over her as she struggled to move her naked, alluring lower body.

I inserted two fingers into Angel's tight, tender vagina and began to rotate them wantonly. The rough fingers rubbed against the delicate, dry walls of her vagina, and Angel felt a sharp pain from her lower body. This made her dizzy, and she could no longer maintain her composure, beginning to moan: "No! Not now, not here, there are people outside! Waaah..."

The humiliated Angel cried sadly and ashamedly, her beautiful, naked body trembling slightly as she desperately tried to clamp her legs together. But her long, strong legs were now powerless, and her feeble resistance was immediately defeated by me. I withdrew my fingers from the girl's exposed vulva, easily grasped her plump, firm thighs, and spread them apart. Her lower body was already overflowing with fluids. I pressed my rock-hard penis against her bare vulva. Angel groaned in pain and pleasure, suddenly feeling a hot, thick, hard object pressing against her vulva, which had just been sore from my fingers! Angel struggled, trying to escape with her weak and tired body, but she had no strength left and could only moan softly, "No! No!! Don't!!!!" Just as I was about to insert my

hard penis into Angel's honey hole, there was a knock on the door. I had no choice but to give up, telling Angel, "Quickly change your clothes and fix your hair," while I quickly dressed. At the same time, I called out to the door, "Wait a minute!" I saw Angel quickly getting dressed, and while gesturing for Wang Ming to open the door, I ran to the kitchen, pretending to cook. Wang Ming opened the door and saw that it was Angel's boyfriend. Angel then came out of the bedroom, dressed. Everything was concealed just like that. Angel didn't tell her boyfriend about it. It was her good fortune that a handsome guy like me got to date her. Her boyfriend was nowhere near as good as me.

Angel didn't distance herself from me because of what happened last time; we still went to her house as before, but she was always with her boyfriend. We still hadn't found an opportunity.

Just before the May Day holiday, Angel suddenly announced she was getting married on May Day. As her friends, Wang Ming and I were naturally invited to the wedding.

After the guests left, the dishes were scattered everywhere. After paying the bill and cleaning up, everyone said "bye-bye!" Angel and her newlywed husband were quite drunk. After helping the bride and groom see off the guests, Wang Ming and I had to escort them back to their bridal chamber. Looking at the somewhat drunk groom, I said to Wang Ming, "This is an opportunity!" Wang Ming smiled knowingly and ran off to buy some medicine.

Back in the bridal chamber, Wang Ming arrived with some classmates. The bride and groom then set up another table at home, making a total of nine people including the newlyweds, Wang Ming, and me. The others chatted and laughed, since it was at home.

Wang Ming found an opportunity to slip sleeping pills into the groom's drink. Because the effects were slow, they didn't take hold until the end of the banquet. Midway through the meal, the bride, Angel, left to freshen up, leaving only the men at the table. Soon after, five more left, leaving only Wang Ming, the groom, and me. Wang Ming and I pretended to be very drunk. Seeing us like this, the groom, reeking of alcohol, said, "You can sleep here tonight." The groom's house had a guest room, where we had slept before when we didn't go home at night.

Angel, now stripped of her makeup, reappeared in a bright red short dress. The dress was quite unique, slightly revealing her back, with the laces tied at the nape of her neck, exposing her fair shoulders and making her even more striking. Without makeup, she looked radiant, her face flushed and still smelling of alcohol. Her beautiful curves were even more impressive. Wearing this dress, her snow-white thighs were almost bare; the loose, thin fabric was easily exposed, a figure completely undetectable when she wore a wedding gown. Wang Ming and I poured Angel a few more drinks. She was already quite drunk, but now she was even more intoxicated.

When the banquet ended, the groom was in no better shape. He only said, "I'm sorry, you can sleep in the guest room," and staggered back to his room. I saw him almost fall, and the bride was too drunk to move. I rushed over to help him, saying with concern, "You go in first, I'll help you, walk yourself." His eyes were blurry as he leaned against the wall, entered the room, lay down, and fell silent. I even helped him hang up his suit and covered him with a blanket before leaving.

Back in the living room, Angel was already fast asleep. Haha, this was exactly what I wanted to achieve.

I tentatively called her twice, but there was no response. I nudged her shoulder, still no response. I patted her face, still no movement. So, I boldly stole a touch on her full breasts, thinking that if she woke up, I could pretend I was trying to wake her and ask her to go back to her room.

Her breasts felt soft and fluffy. Even through her bra, I could clearly feel the nipples. It was a very thin bra. She still didn't wake up. I held her breasts tightly in my hands, gently squeezing them, and then slipped my hand behind her back to unhook her bra. The movement was too big, and the beautiful bride scratched her face and changed position. My heart was pounding wildly. The loose bra almost fell off. I lifted her red dress from under her armpits. What perfect breasts! The poor newlywed woman, unaware that her bra had been unhooked and her breasts were being touched. I

was both nervous and excited as I explored her smooth, soft breasts. The bra was hanging on her ample bosom.

Gazing at the drunken Angel, her shapely legs limply leaning to one side, I lifted her feet onto the sofa, adjusted her position, and propped one leg up against the back of the chair, creating a wanton pose with her legs spread wide. As I moved her, I heard her murmur, "No! I can't drink anymore..." Her

sudden words made me nervous, but faced with such beauty, I steeled myself, lifted the hem of her dress, and my eyes widened.

A thin, black pair of panties was nestled tightly in her snow-white cleft, creating a beautiful sight. The narrow fabric couldn't cover her entire vulva; part of her left labia was exposed, and pubic hair on both sides couldn't be concealed, proclaiming her sensuality. Relaxed and drunk, she lay on the sofa with her legs wide open, her slightly protruding belly rising and falling with her breath. Her body was as white as a lamb's, and she slept peacefully and soundly.

Lifting the bra from her slender waist upwards revealed the same strapless, sexy bra, now loose. A sheer, semi-transparent layer of lace mesh covered her nipples and areolas, creating a mysterious, dark, alluring peak. It made my blood boil; she possessed a truly mature and captivating body.

I couldn't resist lowering my head and burying my face in Angel's abdomen. A fragrant scent, a blend of post-shower perfume and the allure of her genitals, filled me. Without hesitation, I pulled aside her panties. The fabric was so thin it was practically a symbolic cover for the bride's vulva. Her pubic hair formed an inverted triangle, a thick, black, velvety patch, with a particularly long, thick tuft of hair near the vulva. Due to the position, the cleft was slightly open, revealing a beautiful, full, and rosy vulva.

I easily parted the two smooth, elastic labia majora; the bud was still pink, even the edges were a delicate pink, unlike some that are dark. Spreading it further open, the vaginal opening was wet and glistening—utterly tempting!

Wearing sheer, sexy lingerie, she practically felt like she wasn't wearing anything at all. Despite her dignified appearance, she often harbored an uncontrollable lust. Her bra was so thin it was almost decorative.

Her full breasts moved easily; a close look at her dress in the mirror revealed her protruding nipples, which bounced with every step. She was supposed to wear a shirt with it, but since she was at home, she decided against it.

I licked my middle finger, wetting it, and gently slid it into her vulva. The warm, wet touch quickly enveloped my finger. Angel was still asleep. I slowly withdrew my finger, pressing her clitoris with my thumb—a gentle, tender, and caring teasing. Although she was tipsy, her body was surprisingly alert. Waves of stimulation transmitted a beautiful sensuality, and her desire was aroused with each of my movements.

The unease brought on by lust slightly startled Angel. She groggily opened her eyes a crack, the warm yellow light of the living room making it difficult for the beautiful, mature woman to open them fully. The alcohol made her feel sluggish. I didn't pull my finger out, afraid that a hasty withdrawal would disturb her; after all, my middle finger was far less thick than my penis. Looking at her slightly awakened eyes, her skirt lifted to her chest, her body almost completely exposed, her panties pulled aside, my finger still inserted in her loose, open vulva, my tightly intertwined middle finger feeling like a part of her body—she didn't seem to feel it.

Although half-awake, the alcohol made her lethargic and motionless. She politely asked, "Not

asleep yet?"

I smiled and replied, "Mmm..."

Angel hadn't yet noticed her nakedness, or why I was standing beside her. She closed her eyes again, her hazy consciousness acutely aware of the lustful reactions emanating from her lower body. Waves of heat gripped her fingers, and as she withdrew, clear vaginal fluid oozed out. Her gradually engorged and reddened vulva awakened primal desire. I thrust in again, my fingertips touching a thin membrane. Holy crap!! Still a virgin!!! I touched her anus with my ring finger, my thumb pressing on her erect clitoris. My wrist trembled nimbly, the stimulation of her vulva bringing her to a more awake state. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and sensual desire dominated her thoughts. A slight unease stirred within her, but the yearning for intercourse quickly overwhelmed this unease.

I resolved to humiliate Angel. As I withdrew my fingers from her tightly closed vulva, her awakened desire caused her to slightly raise her open lower body, as if reluctant to let my fingers out. I lifted her beautiful buttocks and rolled her over, making her kneel on the carpet, her head and body resting on the sofa. Swish! With a thud, her panties were pulled down, her dress billowing up to cover her head and eyes, her bra pressed against the sofa between her breasts.

Her mind was hazy, the swirling images surrounding her vision. Instinctively, she felt she shouldn't be making love in the living room! But her weak body was completely at his mercy. Her high-raised buttocks gave her a sensual, naked pleasure. The desire she had suppressed all night gradually erupted. She deliberately lowered her waist, her labia parting open to form a red slit, flanked by long, dark pubic hair. Her bra remained on the sofa as she moved, her areolas large and red, her dark red nipples also quite large, bouncing up and down with her movements.

Who would have thought that the seemingly dignified and elegant Angel would be so unexpectedly wanton after being aroused? How could one not want to possess such a bride? Her high, firm buttocks bounced up and down, her mouth murmuring incomprehensible words, moaning and groaning. She lifted the skirt covering her face, revealing a face full of ecstasy; she still didn't realize that the person penetrating her from behind wasn't her

husband !

She quickly stripped off her clothes, grabbing one breast in each hand and squeezing them, crying out in pleasure, "Oh...good...so good...I'm so beautiful...so comfortable...hum..."

Angel's sexual desire surged dramatically; her vagina felt uncomfortably hot, and gushing fluid flowed out. I knelt between my thighs, grasping my iron-like penis in one hand, using two fingers of my other hand to separate her labia, rubbing the large glans of my penis back and forth at the entrance of her vagina to lubricate it.

"Ah! It hurts so much..."

At this point, the glans had reached her hymen, and I felt something blocking it. Angel was sweating profusely, her eyes were bulging, and tears streamed from the corners of her eyes. I held back, no longer pushing forward. Besides, I couldn't bear to cause her pain, so I used my right hand to lift the head of my penis and repeatedly thrust it into her vagina, while my left hand pressed against her nipples, kneading them.

I teased her with this gentle caress, causing her to gush with lustful fluids. Her legs moved erratically, sometimes contracting, sometimes straightening, sometimes opening, while she repeatedly thrust her hips forward to meet the thrusts of my penis, clearly indicating that she had reached her peak of pleasure and was almost at her breaking point.

Seeing that the time was right, I gently pushed the head of my penis, which was still inside her vagina, in, occasionally withdrawing it and moving it around at the entrance. Angel, now wildly aroused, was probably nearing her climax. She suddenly hugged my neck tightly, her lower body thrusting repeatedly, panting heavily.

Just as she clenched her teeth and thrust her hips upward, I took a deep breath, my penis swelling, and with a thrust of my hips, I plunged it into her wet vagina. With a "whoosh!" sound, my hymen was broken, and my seven-inch-long penis was fully inserted, the hard glans reaching deep into her cervix. Angel was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face, her body trembled, and she almost cried out, but I sealed her mouth with my own. She must have been in excruciating pain, because her hands kept pushing against me, and her upper body swayed from side to side. Seeing how much pain she was in, I stopped moving, and my penis was held tightly by her vagina, which felt incredibly comfortable. We embraced like this for a few minutes, and I felt that her contractions had passed, but instead, she felt itchy and tingly inside.

I slowly withdrew my penis and then gently inserted it again, a supreme technique for arousing a woman and increasing her desire. After about ten minutes of this gentle thrusting, Angel was already gushing with lustful fluids, panting softly, and seemed extremely happy, involuntarily swaying her hips and thrusting upwards to meet me. Seeing her finally basking in the aftermath of her suffering, her desire surging, her alluring charm captivating, I felt my lust intensify. I held her tightly, thrusting faster and harder with each stroke, relentlessly pounding into her, occasionally pulling my glans out to rub her clitoris with the fleshy ridges.

This continued, until Angel gasped repeatedly, her soft voice whimpering, "Brother...good brother...so...comfortable...ah...bite...oh...you're so good at this...so...so wonderful..."

Seeing her throbbing with desire, her wanton charm captivating, I held her even tighter, thrusting forcefully, occasionally pulling my penis out to rub the glans against her clitoris before forcefully plunging it back in.

Angel was overwhelmed with desire, feeling like she was dying from pleasure. Her cheeks were flushed, her cherry lips were slightly parted, and her breath was soft and sweet. She was like a blooming begonia, beautiful and charming. She cried out, "Ah...it doesn't hurt anymore...I feel so good...it's so pleasurable...Are you feeling good too...ah...um...you're so...good...so...beautiful

..." As she moaned, she twisted her hips wildly, trying her best to meet my thrusts. At the same time, she held my waist with both hands, helping me to thrust. "Oh...oh...brother...I'm in heaven...it feels so good...I...I...can't take it anymore...yes, harder..."

I couldn't help but gently lower Angel's buttocks, pulling my thick penis out a little. Virgin blood flowed out, staining her already very rosy labia and tender vulva. My penis was also covered in blood. Angel was feeling a little relieved when I bent down and thrust my thick penis back in. She couldn't help but let out another soft cry. I admired the virgin's delicate state, gently and slowly moving my body, thrusting my thick penis in and out of her blood-splattered vagina. Each thrust, though not very intense, was deep enough to reach the very bottom of Angel's tight vagina, and then I pulled it out in a circular motion until the tip of my penis touched her tender labia.

Angel's beautiful vagina was tight, and the deep, moving thrusts of the thick penis inside were so wonderful, the sensation so intense. She writhed her body, unable to hold back her loud cries, her voice filled not only with the painful moans of first love but also with the pleasure of intercourse. After only a few thrusts, the thick, erect penis was covered in her virgin blood.

Angel felt a tingling, pleasurable sensation, and cried out softly, "Ah...ah...good husband...oh...god...you're making me fly...mmm...mmm...ah...ah...I'm so itchy...oh...I can't hold back...I'm going to come..."

The "sizzling" sounds of penetration and her passionate moans filled the living room.

She climaxed once, and before I could react, she automatically lifted her left leg, rolled over, and braced herself on the carpet with her hands.

I followed her movements, opening my legs and sitting down, watching her expression intently. She, however, closed her eyes and tilted her head back, clearly enjoying herself, still not recognizing who was having sex with her. After turning over to face me, she sat on my lap, burying her face between my breasts and pulling my head into her arms. Angel was completely lost in the moment, half-squatting, half-sitting with her legs straddling me, tilting her head back to enjoy the different pleasures.

To seek more intense stimulation, I held her buttocks, and she actively swayed her hips and moved up and down.

At the wedding, she was so reserved, displaying her upbringing in every way. Looking at the beautiful woman moaning before me, she was a completely different person. I could only hear her crying out:

"Good brother... oh... um... you've made me feel so good... hmm... hmm... oh... such a beautiful big cock... you're making me feel so good... ah... ah... ah..."

I rotated her buttocks with both hands, and the fresh stimulation brought her to orgasm again.

The sensitive Angel quickly climaxed twice, and with the alcohol still lingering, she leaned weakly against me, her whole body pressed tightly against mine, warm and soft. My huge, hard penis was still deeply inserted into her beautiful hole, her lower body covered in semen, vaginal fluid, and the blood of her virginity. My kisses moved from her chest to her pink neck, finding her sweet lips, swirling them wildly, completely invading her body. I even forgot her name.

The languid, wanton bride slowly opened her eyes, mumbling, "Good husband, it feels so good, so good!..." Our eyes met...

Her face filled with panic, she swallowed the unfinished lewd words, desperately trying to break free, but the wanton angel was weak. I held her tightly, her hands hitting my back, but she couldn't escape the arms that gripped her waist.

The sudden loss of self-respect left angel bewildered. She regretted her earlier abandon, remembering the unprecedented pleasure of being penetrated. But how could she have done this to me? Oh dear! It was all because she had drunk too much.

Amidst conflicting emotions, she never imagined that what was inside her wasn't her husband's penis. The pleasure continued relentlessly from the tightly inserted shaft, and her struggles only intensified the stimulation.

"The first time I saw you, I fell in love with you. Your beauty, your sexiness..." I saw Angel enjoying the remaining pleasure, and I poured out my love potion.

While I spoke, my body didn't stop. Her natural reactions frustrated the beautiful bride, a sliver of hope remaining in her heart. She said shyly, "Really?... Ah... Ah... You... Ah... You're a bad person... Ah..."

"Look at me like this, and you still doubt me? Say you love me," I said, thrusting forcefully.

She tilted her head back, too embarrassed to face me. I deliberately pulled my penis almost out, and she instinctively pressed her lower body tightly against me, trying to prevent me from pulling out. This action brought out a gush of vaginal fluid. She lowered her head, wanting her to see the obscene sight of my large penis penetrating her vagina.

The bride, lost in the pleasure of intercourse, finally softened, saying with a mixture of shame and pleasure, "Mmm... ah... ah... you... don't shame me anymore... you really penetrate me... penetrate me... ah... it feels so good... ah... I'll... ah... do as you say... I love you, handsome boy."

I kissed her breasts triumphantly. Due to the sitting position, my penis could only make small thrusts, which didn't stimulate me much. But it was different for Angel, whose clitoris was being pressed against by the base of my penis. Although she didn't want to admit it, the fact was that her juices were flowing freely and she was moaning continuously.

I didn't want to miss this opportunity. I slightly parted my body, letting the subdued bride see the penis inserted into her private parts, slowly moving in and out, the tender flesh on her petals turning in and out with each thrust.

"You open your cunt so openly when you're asleep and don't react at all. You must do this often?" I said as I thrust. Even though she didn't want to admit her lewdness, her beautiful cunt, being penetrated, secreted even more juices.

After Angel gave up resisting, she let me thrust into her. I used every last bit of strength to fuck her until she lay limp and powerless, her legs spread wide and unable to close. She climaxed twice more, but she was almost dry, leaving a large wet patch on the carpet.

I tried to ejaculate and finish, but for some reason tonight, I just couldn't!

She was exhausted and still drunk, and even though I was fucking her, she fell asleep, looking incredibly lewd.

I was also a little tired, so I lay down on her breasts and fell asleep, leaving my penis inside her...

...

At this moment, Wang Ming came in and woke me up, saying, "It's my turn. Why aren't you finished yet?" I quietly pulled out my penis and said to Wang Ming, "She's so captivating. I've fucked her several times and haven't ejaculated. She's still a virgin." "You got lucky. Did you open the back?" Wang Ming asked. "I didn't leave any for you!" I said as I left. I

looked at the clock; it was already 3 a.m. I had fucked her for almost 3 hours.

A moment later, I heard Angel moaning loudly again; Wang Ming must have been enjoying her. I lay in the side room for what seemed like an eternity before Wang Ming came to call me. It was still dark outside; I checked the clock—it was only 5 a.m. "What are you doing?" I asked Wang Ming. "Angel is really horny!" Wang Ming said. "Of course! What? You've accepted it? Then I'll go again," I replied. "What? I'm not so easily satisfied. I should give her to her husband," I said as I went to the living room. Angel's anus was already loose; Wang Ming must have conquered her as well. Her vagina was overflowing with fluid, which was spilling all over the floor.

When Angel saw Wang Ming and me approaching with lustful eyes, she looked at me with a reproachful smile and said, "You two planned this all along, didn't you?" "Isn't it because you're such a little slut? Didn't we satisfy you?" I said, stroking Angel's breasts. Seeing Angel's happy and smiling face, I knew that this beautiful woman had already submitted to me and Wang Ming.

"Now, you'll serve your groom. Tonight is your wedding night, beautiful bride!"

We helped Angel to the bridal chamber. I pricked my finger, smeared some blood on the groom's erect penis, and dripped a few drops onto the sheets. The sleeping pills worked well; no matter how loud Angel's moans were, he didn't react. His penis was erect; he was probably having a wet dream, unaware that I was taking his place on his wedding night. I looked at his penis; it was far inferior to mine. Angel smiled knowingly at everything I had arranged. "Goodnight, beautiful bride, you look truly beautiful today." "After saying that, we didn't forget to give the beautiful bride's firm breasts a quick pat before leaving the room.

When we woke up in the morning, we acted as if nothing had happened when we saw the groom, even jokingly asking him if he enjoyed himself the night before. He saw the blood on his penis and assumed he'd been having a passionate night with the bride. Of course, the bride was also very satisfied with her wedding night.

Afterwards, Angel told me, 'I've liked you since last time, but I'm already engaged. I wasn't drunk that day. No wonder she was so cooperative.'

From then on, Angel became my and Wang Ming's mistress. We went to see Angel whenever we had the chance, and Angel gave herself to me." Afterwards, she became even more lewd. It's said she had relationships with many classmates. Angel said I was the best in our class, referring, of course, to sex.

A year later, Angel got pregnant, and her husband was overjoyed, though they didn't know whose child it was. Minako, a beautiful woman radiating charm, had just graduated from teachers' college.

With

her long hair and large, watery eyes, she was already the most beautiful girl in her department and had a good boyfriend. After a date, Minako gave him her virginity. However, after graduation, the man went to America... He went to study, which separated him from Minako for three years without any news . Later, she heard that he had married another woman in America. After crying for several weeks, Minako decided to break free from the shackles of her relationship and dedicate herself to education. This day was very important for Minako, because from today onwards, she would go to the assigned ward-run Jubanya Junior High School to teach. After washing and dressing, Minako took the tram to the school. She taught classical Chinese and was also the homeroom teacher for one class. Her students all seemed healthy and cheerful, and Minako was confident that she could teach the class very well. Minako was particularly interested in a student in her class named Masaki . When Minako was looking through student files, she was shocked because he looked so much like her younger brother who had died in a car accident a year earlier. Minako then took a closer look at Masaki's information and discovered that his mother had passed away when he was young, and his father was a sailor who was away from home for many years . Masaki lived alone in Tokyo. Because of this, Minako took special care of Masaki and treated him like her own younger brother. Masaki would often come to her teacher to ask questions or confide in her about the troubles in his life . After a midterm exam, Minako noticed that Masaki's grades had dropped slightly, especially his score in classical Chinese, so she called Masaki over. "Masaki, your grades have dropped. This can't go on!" "I'm sorry, teacher, but I'm really bad at classical Chinese." Masaki replied with his head down. "How about this, from now on, come to my house after school, and I'll tutor you." "Then, can I cook for you, teacher?" "Yes, of course, no problem." "Yay! Lucky! I can eat a meal cooked by my teacher, that's great!" Masaki skipped off happily. The next day after school, Minako took Masaki home. "Masaki, you study here for now, I'll cook for you." So Minako went to the kitchen to cook. However, while cooking, Minako felt a strong gaze on her. She turned around sharply and saw Masaki intently reading a book. Minako thought to herself, " I'm probably just being paranoid!" After dinner, Minako began teaching Masaki classical Chinese. As she taught, she looked up at the clock and it was already past nine o'clock. "Masaki, it's getting late, you should go home!" "But teacher, I still don't understand this part. How about this, teacher, can ?" "Huh? I do have an extra room, but your family will worry!" "It's okay, teacher, I live alone, it doesn't matter whether I go back or not." Minako suddenly remembered that Masaki's mother had passed away and his father was away from home for many years. "Alright then, teacher will teach you one more part. After you take a shower, you can sleep in that room over there!" "Thank you, teacher." After finishing her lesson with Masaki, Minako waited for him to finish showering before going into the bathroom to shower herself. While showering , she suddenly felt someone moving in the changing room outside. Minako called out, "Who's there?" She opened the door and saw that there was no one there, but the underwear she had just taken off seemed to have been rummaged through. (I'm probably too tired today, that's why I'm acting a bit neurotic.) After showering, Minako covered Masaki with the blanket, said "Goodnight," and went back to her room to sleep. As she slept , she suddenly dreamed of her ex-boyfriend, Hiroji. He was holding Minako, gently biting her sensitive earlobe, and his hand was reaching towards her genitals ... "Ah, Hiroji, no way!" Minako turned around and was shocked to find that the person behind her wasn't Hiroji, but Masaki. She woke up with a start. Minako looked around and realized it was just a dream. She touched her panties and found them soaked with the nectar secreted (Ugh, how did I become so lewd? Not only did I dream of having sex with my student, but my panties are wet too.) The more Minako thought about it, the more her hands became unruly. One hand untied Minako's thin nightgown, revealing her beautiful and firm breasts, which looked as if they were waiting to be touched. Minako grasped her full breasts from below, gently caressing them. Just this alone sent a sweet , creating a desire to continue caressing them. (Ah, what's wrong with me? My body is acting so strange.) Minako's mind was almost blank; knowing this was wrong, her fingers still began to flick her nipples. In that instant, a powerful stimulation shot through her brain. (Ah, so good.) Minako rubbed her breasts more intensely, while the itching in her lower body grew stronger, involuntarily...

Her right hand, which had been grasping her breast, slid down to her crotch, removing her panties which had become an obstacle. She began to slowly rub her

wet vulva with her fingers.

"Mmm,"

she groaned, a sound of pleasure escaping her lips.

(Oh no, Masaki is sleeping next door!)

But Minako's sensitive, voluptuous body, deprived of male caresses for years, was now unsatisfied

; once ignited, her desire was hard to extinguish.

Minako bent her fingers, stimulating her sensitive clitoris; at this point, she couldn't stop.

(Ah, I can't take it anymore!)

Minako was completely lost in the vortex of lust. She then rolled over, raising her round, firm

buttocks, grasping her full breasts with one hand, moaning dreamily as she played with her nipples,

rubbing them between her fingers. Her breathing became more rapid, and her brow furrowed. Her whole body

trembled in pursuit of pleasure, the internal ecstasy replacing her conscious thought. She rubbed her middle finger against the petals

, slowly inserting it into the wet crevice.

"Oh! Ah!"

The sweet impact made her body tremble, involuntarily arching her back. Uncontrollable lust took control of

Minako 's body.

Though she knew she shouldn't do this, she still stroked her clitoris with another finger. The finger inserted into her vagina first

rotated inside, then moved in and out, finally inserting two fingers and

stirring them deeply and shallowly, just like when Hiroji played with her from behind.

Minako, her buttocks raised high, closed her eyes, and immediately Hiroji's strong body appeared in her mind.

The pleasure and happiness he brought her when his thick penis penetrated her from behind seemed to

return to her body.

"Ugh, Hiroji, I can't take it anymore, ugh, I'm going to cum

, ahhhhhh !"

Calling out her lover's name, Minako finally reached her climax. Her vaginal opening spasmed, as if trying to

crush her fingers, her whole body trembled, and she gushed out a large amount of nectar. Minako drifted

off to sleep at the peak of her pleasure.

The next morning, Minako woke up and found herself sticky from masturbation the night before. She

quickly took a shower before Masaki woke up, then shook him awake.

"Masaki! Get up! You'll be late if you don't get up soon."

"Ugh! Good morning! Teacher, by the way, I slept at your house yesterday."

"Hurry up and eat breakfast before you go to school, or you'll be late!"

Masaki finished the breakfast Minako had cooked and went to school with her.

During lunch break, Masaki came to find Minako.

"Teacher, teacher, I have some photos to show you!"

As the president of the photography club, Masaki had a strong interest in photographs. There was a club room at school

where he often used the darkroom equipment to develop photos and then show them to Minako. Although Minako

didn't know anything about photography, she often looked at Masaki's work and offered encouragement.

"Okay! What's this time?"

"Teacher, look!"

Masaki spread the photo album out in front of Minako. Minako gasped softly, "Ah!" and

quickly looked around.

Because it was lunch break, most of the teachers were sleeping, and no one heard her cry.

"W-what time was this?"

The photo showed a mature woman, almost naked, wearing only a thin, open

nightgown. One hand was caressing her breast, while the other was inside her panties, wriggling around. Another

photo showed a woman with round buttocks, her fingers passionately thrusting in and out of her vagina, her face filled with a lewd

expression. And the woman in the photo was none other than Minako herself!

Minako slammed the photo album shut, holding it in one hand and pulling Masaki along the corridor

.

Once they were in a quieter spot, Minako blushed and muttered,

"How could you do this to your teacher!" "

Oh? It's your fault, teacher! Last night, I was half asleep when I heard strange

noises coming from your room, so I went to check and ended up taking some interesting pictures. Here, take these photos.

If you want the negatives, come to my house tonight!"

Masaki said and left. Minako wanted to throw the photos away, but worried about being seen, so she hid them

in her bag. All afternoon, Minako was preoccupied with the photos, her mind wandering, even

mispronouncing several words in class.

Finally, school was over. Minako looked up Masaki's address and took the tram. When she arrived at the address

, she found it to be a rather grand detached house. It seemed Masaki's father, a sailor,

was quite wealthy.

With a nervous heart, Minako rang the doorbell. "Ding-dong!" came the sound.

"Who is it?"

Masaki answered the door.

"Ah! Teacher! Please come in, please come in."

Minako followed Masaki into the living room. Masaki said,

"Teacher probably hasn't had dinner yet! How about we eat together?"

Minako thought it was a good idea and ate dinner with Masaki. After dinner, the two sat down in the living room. Minako

mustered her courage.

"Masaki, Teacher has done as you asked. Can I have the negatives back?" "

Hmm, yes, I can, but Teacher has to grant me one request."

"What request?" Minako asked anxiously.

"Last night, I didn't see it clearly when you masturbated, teacher. Can you masturbate again for me now

so I can see it more clearly?"

"What! How can I, as a teacher, do that!"

"Whatever, or would you prefer to have a picture of yourself masturbating posted on the bulletin board for everyone to see? "

Minako

struggled internally for a moment, then finally made up her mind.

"Okay! But you have to give me back the negatives!"

"No problem!" Masaki readily agreed.

Minako stood up, and with trembling hands, unbuttoned her blouse, pulling open her clothes. Her snow-white breasts

immediately sprang out, exposed to Masaki's eyes. The ripe fruit, accentuated by the white lace bra

, appeared even fuller. Masaki could barely breathe, staring intently.

(The breasts of the beautiful female teacher who usually stood on the podium were now right in front of me.)

Minako was so ashamed she almost wanted to dig a hole and disappear. Under Masaki's lewd gaze, she instinctively

clutched her breasts, a gesture that only fueled his excitement. Masaki suppressed the urge to rush forward and

gave a command.

"Hey! What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and take off your skirt!"

Seeing Minako's hesitation, Masaki deliberately threatened her with a fierce voice.

"Hurry up!!!"

@ "Ugh!"

Minako almost cried, and had no choice but to unbutton her skirt. The long skirt immediately fell to the ground, revealing Minako's

snow-white and voluptuous body completely to Masaki. Masaki swallowed hard and gave the command

:

"Alright, now come here."

Minako's mind was blank; she walked to Masaki and sat down as if in a daze.

Masaki grabbed Minako's legs and forcefully spread them apart.

"Ah!"

Minako screamed, her upper body collapsing onto the sofa. She desperately tried to squeeze her legs together.

"Teacher, don't you want those photos back?"

Hearing this, Minako's resistance vanished instantly. Between her full thighs, a snow-

white , and the dark pubic hair was faintly visible inside.

"Alright, start masturbating!"

Minako's face flushed crimson. This shameful thing was something she only did secretly at home; now she had to

do it in front of her student—she'd rather be dead.

Although she'd agreed earlier, she couldn't overcome her shame when it came to actually doing it.

"Masaki, please spare me."

"Teacher, it's come to this, do you think I'll stop?"

Minako gently closed her long-lashed eyes.

(Ah, it's all my fault, this is God's punishment.)

After convincing herself this, Minako placed her hands on her chest and began to gently massage her breasts.

"Teacher, be serious, if you don't satisfy me, the photos won't be returned to you."

Minako was forced into a dilemma.

Supporting her upper body with her left hand on the sofa, Minako gently massaged her breasts with her right.

Her breasts , couldn't be fully covered by one hand. Minako pinched her pink nipples between her fingers,

gently rubbing and flicking them.

Undoubtedly, this was a technique Minako used when solitary self-soothing. As she continued to massage her breasts,

pleasure emanated from her body; Minako's sensitivity was terrifying even to herself.

"Hehe, teacher seems to be getting aroused; your nipples are getting bigger."

Minako couldn't deny it, because she could feel her nipples hardening, and the arousal was growing stronger.

Stimulated by this arousal, she even felt an urge to immediately reach down to her already itchy genitals.

"It's about time to start working on down there,"

Masaki coldly commanded, as if reading Minako's mind.

Minako hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved her right hand to her genitals. Her legs were still held in Masaki's hands, and with her genitals completely

exposed , Masaki's lewd gaze remained fixed between Minako's legs. However,

a stronger, more sensual desire overcame her shame.

Minako slowly stroked her sensitive clitoris through her panties. With the friction of her fingers, her inner thighs throbbed.

A

pleasure that Minako herself could hardly believe came from her lower body, a feeling that terrified her.

(What will I become if this continues?)

Minako's fingers caressed her vulva, while her left hand kneaded her breasts.

(Ah, what's wrong with me? Doing such a shameful thing in front of my own students, and

becoming so sensitive, am I an exhibitionist?)

Contrary to Minako's will, her body grew hotter and hotter, and her breathing became more and more rapid.

Minako gradually entered her own world.

Before Masaki could give the order, Minako's hand went inside her panties and touched her clitoris,

the honey-like fluid soaking the panties.

(Such a noble teacher, so she's quite lewd after all.)

Masaki grinned lewdly, grabbed the panties, and pulled them up forcefully. Minako couldn't help but scream, her back arching. "No! Ah! This can't be!" The intense stimulation made Minako scream uncontrollably. Masaki's grip

on her panties tightened and loosened, constantly rubbing against the flesh between her petals. "Hehe, now take off that thing that's in the way, and you can have your fun!" Masaki pulled off Minako's panties from under her feet, leaving her completely naked. Minako's private parts were completely exposed to Masaki's eyes, his burning gaze fixed on the base of her thighs . For some reason, Minako felt a sense of liberation, boldly spreading and provocatively twisting her hips. Suppressed sexual desire was released all at once. Minako twisted her nipples even more forcefully, rubbing her petals with her fingers . At this moment, her thick pubic hair clung to her mons pubis due to the copious amount of nectar. The slightly parted petals revealed a deep red mucous membrane. A snow-white middle finger rubbed against the petals around the vulva, while the other fingers gently pressed on the clitoris. Her healthy, beautiful thighs convulsed incessantly. Minako occasionally lifted her buttocks, swaying left and right , sometimes squeezing her legs together and rubbing them against each other, her face displaying a wanton expression. As Minako's pleasure intensified, the fingers thrusting in and out of her vagina became more intense and deeper. Finally, amidst wanton moans, Minako reached the peak of pleasure, her snow-white body suddenly straightening, her entire body trembling, while she frantically shook her head, and a large amount of fluid gushed from her vagina. Minako collapsed onto the sofa, her limp body rising and falling with her breath. After a long while, Minako struggled to open her eyes, realizing the tape was being filmed, and cried out . "Ah! What are you doing!" Masaki smiled strangely, then took out the tape, casually put it in the drawer, and locked it. Minako covered her full breasts with one hand and her crotch with the other, both anxious and angry. "How could you be so mean?" "Oh my! Teacher's masturbation is so intense! And it seems like you came very quickly." Minako's face immediately turned red.

(Indeed, I reached orgasm faster than usual today, and it felt better than ever.

What's wrong with me? Is it because Masaki was watching?)

"This videotape of yours will definitely fetch a good price,"

Minako thought anxiously, snapping out of her reverie.

(Is Masaki going to blackmail me? But I don't have much money, and I can't ask my parents for it. What

should I do?)

Masaki seemed to read Minako's mind and smiled.

"Don't worry, I won't blackmail you, but you have to listen to me tonight."

Minako glanced at Masaki suspiciously, a sense of unease creeping in. But Masaki had

photos and a videotape of her masturbating. If they were made public, no one would believe she was forced. She had no choice but

to keep quiet for now.

"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say."

Masaki grinned wickedly.

"Hehe, come on, put your hands behind your back first."

Minako had no choice but to comply. At that moment, Masaki produced a rope from somewhere and

quickly wrapped it around Minako's wrists, tying it securely.

Minako was terrified, twisting her naked body and struggling.

"W-what are you doing? Don't tie me up!"

"Hehe, this is to prevent the teacher from being naughty and disobedient!"

"I-I'll be very good, so-so please don't do this!"

Minako continued to struggle.

"Hmph! You'll be very good? You've been so disobedient from the start, no way! I'll punish you!"

Masaki lifted Minako onto a carpet covered with newspaper, forcing her to kneel, and pressed her upper body down onto

the living room table, creating an obscene position with her anus and vulva completely exposed.

Masaki took out a glass syringe several times larger than a regular syringe, filled with

a clear liquid, and waved it in front of Minako's eyes.

Although Minako didn't know what it was, she instinctively felt it couldn't be anything good, so she gave a

knowing look.

"Hehe, it's an enema kit. I heard it's most effective for dealing with disobedient women. Do you know what

an enema is?"

Minako shook her head reluctantly, indicating she didn't know.

To incite Minako's shame, Masaki deliberately explained in detail.

"I'm going to insert the head of this enema kit into your anus in a moment, and then

slowly inject the glycerin solution inside into your body. Then, a wonderful effect will occur. Just wait and see!"

"How could this be so cruel! Spare me!"

Minako shook her buttocks in protest.

But Masaki ignored her, pressing down on Minako's buttocks with one hand and inserting the glass head into her anus with the other

.

"Don't move. If the glass head breaks off inside, it won't be so easy to get it out."

Minako obediently stopped moving, and Masaki slowly pushed the handle of the enema syringe,

injecting glycerin.

Minako let out a mournful "Ugh!" as she felt the cool liquid enter her abdomen, spreading throughout her stomach,

making her feel nauseous. After Masaki finished injecting, he pulled out the enema syringe.

"Since this is your first time, I'll give you special treatment. I'll only inject 200cc, and I'll also give you

a plug."

Masaki said, inserting a plastic plug that was wider at both ends and narrower in the middle into Minako's anus, and then

sat down to wait.

At this moment, the coolness in Minako's abdomen gradually disappeared, replaced by a burning sensation. This

burning sensation then transformed into a strong urge to defecate, impacting Minako's internal organs and anus, causing her to let out

intermittent groans.

"Ah...it hurts so much!"

Minako endured wave after wave of the urge to defecate, large beads of sweat appearing on her forehead, her face turning

pale , and her waist beginning to tremble slightly.

Fortunately, the plug was in place, otherwise she would have already defecated.

Masaki knew that the glycerin solution had worked and asked with a grin.

"Teacher, what's wrong?"

"Ugh, please, please let me go to the restroom!"

"The restroom? What do you need to do in the restroom? How am I supposed to know what to do if you don't explain clearly? "

Masaki

deliberately made things difficult for Minako. Minako was almost at her limit; all her strength was concentrated on that one point

, her legs trembling uncontrollably . But how could she say something so embarrassing ? "Teacher, do you need to poop?" Masaki coaxed Minako, who nodded frantically . "What? I can't hear you!" "Please, please let me poop!" "Oh, good, honest. But, not yet." "What? What?" "Teacher, read this out. After you finish, I'll let you go to the toilet." Masaki took out a sheet of paper and placed it in front of Minako, along with a tape recorder. Minako almost fainted after reading the contents of the sheet. However, her strength was almost exhausted , and she didn't want to lose her last bit of dignity, so she had no choice but to comply. "I, Minako, am a lewd female teacher who loves being tied up and abused. I also like being given enemas and having my vagina and anus played with. I'm also an exhibitionist, so I must be punished. I swear that from today onwards, I will become Master Masaki's sex slave. I will obey Master's orders in everything. I will happily accept any punishment Master inflicts. Please, Master, abuse me as you please!" Minako suppressed her shame and finished reading this slave declaration. Masaki laughed. "Good girl. Teacher, don't forget what you said today. Now, I'll give you a reward." Masaki said, taking a basin from under the table and placing it under Minako's buttocks. "Alright, just poop here!" "Why is this? This isn't what we agreed on!" "Stop nagging! I told you to poop, so poop!" Masaki roughly pulled the plug out of Minako's anus. Minako, who had been holding back her poop and gushed out like a torrent. The excrement, like rain, dripped into the basin. After Minako finished, Masaki deliberately pinched his nose. "Ugh, Teacher's poop was so much, and it smelled so bad!"

Poor Minako, utterly exhausted, collapsed onto the table, sobbing uncontrollably.

Strangely, at the moment of defecation, Minako felt a strange sense of liberation, reaching her uterus,

giving her the illusion of reaching orgasm and releasing her pent-up desire. The tingling sensation throughout her body during the enema

was something she had never experienced before.

Masaki carried Minako to the bathroom, carefully washing her genitals and thighs. He

then brought her back to the living room, tying her legs open and face up to the table. Minako offered no resistance, letting Masaki do as he pleased

.

Masaki looked at her already contracted anus, which was twitching slightly. He pressed his finger against it,

easily penetrating her anus.

Minako awoke from her daze, feeling the strange touch, and looked down.

"What are you doing!"

"Hehe, teacher's anus is so soft."

Masaki touched the tender flesh inside her anus with one finger, enjoying the heat that melted his finger

and the tightness that almost snapped it in two. He also stroked the intestinal wall and massaged the protruding part inside.

Sensitive Minako clearly felt Masaki's knuckles stirring inside her anus, giving her

the illusion of continuous defecation.

Masaki touched a spot, and Minako's naked body suddenly trembled, her spread legs

twitching the rope.

Masaki knew he had found Minako's most sensitive area, and deliberately stimulated it with his fingertips, even

inserting two fingers into her vagina and playing with them, while stimulating her clitoris with his thumb.

Sure enough, the woman's body undulated with the rhythm of Masaki's fingers, sometimes even twisting her buttocks in response.

At this moment, Minako was almost dying of embarrassment. She never dreamed that her excretory

organs, would be touched by someone else, and so carefully and skillfully

. What was even more shameful was that her body was actually aroused.

(Ah, my anus is being played with, and I can feel it like this? Am I a pervert?)

Unfortunately, her body was honest. Involuntarily, seductive moans escaped Minako's lips,

and her vagina began to wet again. Noticing this, Masaki laughed.

"Oh my, teacher, you're such a pervert! Look, you're all wet down there!"

Minako blushed deeply and dared not answer.

"What a pity, I can't make you feel too comfortable, teacher. I was having so much fun that I almost forgot I had important business to

attend to...

" Masaki said, pulling his finger out of the room and bringing out a few things.

Minako looked up and saw a men's razor and shaving cream, as well as a pair of scissors.

"Teacher's pubic hair is too much and too messy, which is why you're so lewd. I'm going to shave it off now,

so everyone will know that teacher is my slave."

"No! Please, please stop!" Minako shook her head desperately.

Masaki ignored Minako's pleas and used the scissors to cut Minako's pubic hair short, then

applied shaving cream to the remaining part.

"Teacher, don't move, or you'll bleed."

Minako bit her lips tightly, desperately enduring the itchy feeling of the razor scraping against her mons pubis. After finally

finishing shaving , Minako's vagina was once again flooded.

Masaki gently stroked her shaved mons pubis with his hand.

A strange, yet pleasurable sensation emanated from Minako's lower body, making her feel

as if her entire body was burning with desire.

"Teacher is so lewd, already so wet. Oh well, I'll help you take care of it!"

Masaki took out a cloth and blindfolded Minako. Then, using his index and middle fingers, he slowly parted her already wet

vulva.

At this moment, a moist, glistening, bright red fleshy opening was revealed, with white nectar overflowing from it.

"Ah, no, no, ugh!!!"

Minako tried to resist, but stopped halfway through her sentence.

"Ugh."

It turned out that Masaki had inserted his penis into Minako's vulva with a "plop," feeling a warm sensation

surrounding his penis, as if it were melting her.

Minako bit her lower lip and let out a moan, the beautiful female teacher tilting her head back and writhing upwards.

The intense, burning sensation of penetration made Minako lose herself and let out lewd cries.

@ "Ugh...uh...uh..."

After deeply inserting his penis, Masaki pressed his lips down, while his tongue slid into her mouth.

Masaki wrapped his tongue around her tongue tip, then sucked fiercely. Minako felt as if her tongue was about to break, while

the deep penis slowly withdrew.

"Ah, no!"

Minako had completely abandoned her shame, arching her lower abdomen as if chasing after the withdrawn penis.

Masaki inserted deeply again.

A strong electric current seemed to rush to the top of her head, and Minako let out a crying moan.

The penis began to thrust violently again, and Minako almost lost her voice, opening her mouth, her jaw trembling slightly, and

clear saliva glistening from between her red lips.

Masaki's hands were not idle either, constantly teasing Minako's already hardened nipples and elastic breasts

.

Because Minako couldn't see, her senses were completely focused on the places Masaki was touching, making the sensations even more intense

. At the same time, because her body couldn't move at will, Minako experienced a strange excitement. She even

deliberately twisted her body, making the rope sink deeper. At this moment, Minako had become a beast pursuing lust

.

"Ugh, ah, that's it, harder

, ugh!"

The intense pleasure made Masaki thrust in and out with all his might.

Every movement of Masaki deeply impacted Minako's uterus, bringing her to the peak of lust.

"Ah, I can't take it anymore, Masaki, I'm going to cum!"

Minako gritted her teeth and twisted her buttocks even more forcefully.

"I'm a teacher too, so amazing, so tight!"

Minako suddenly thrust her buttocks forward forcefully, clenching her vaginal opening, her waist trembling continuously, while letting out

a joyful cry.

"Mmm, ah!"

Masaki could feel from Minako's twitching vaginal opening that she had reached orgasm, and with one more thrust, he also ejaculated.

After completely ejaculating, Minako's vaginal opening still clung to his penis, as if wanting him to hold on tightly until not a drop was left.

Masaki collapsed onto Minako's soft body, panting, and removed her blindfold.

Minako's face was flushed, her long eyelashes fluttering, as she savored the afterglow of her climax.

The tree kissed Minako.

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