My dance teacher

I had just started working and was quite enthusiastic about any activity. Another holiday was approaching, and my company was organizing a party, which required some singing and dancing performances. Being tone-deaf, I went to dance instead.

The dance I participated in was a kind of waist drum dance from Northwest China, with about eight sections, each section consisting of four sets of eight beats.

The company hired a dance teacher for us—well, actually, she was a dance student from a nearby university. As soon as she appeared, we started teasing her.

Dance students generally have amazing figures, but she was very casual, wearing flat sandals, pants, a t-shirt, no makeup, and a lot of laughter.

Because she laughed so much, we joked around with her a lot, teasing her during breaks.

However, every time she taught me the moves, I noticed she was always staring at me. I was like, "What the heck?" Then I looked at her, and she rolled her eyes at me. So I stopped, quietly watching her, and she turned away and secretly smiled.

After everyone finished the routine, she yelled, "You're the only one who got it wrong, and you just stood there quietly watching me, huh?!"

I thought it was alright!

"No, teacher, everyone got it right!"

"You have such a temper, you just had to push me!"

Then she rushed over, threw her two slippers aside, and then, barefoot, pretended to kick me hard. I pretended to be in pain, "Heroine, have mercy!"

Then she laughed again, "No jokes, be serious, I'll do the routine again, especially the parts where someone got it wrong, I'll do it slowly and pay attention to the details." Then she stared at me fiercely.

Because she had to teach during the day, she usually taught in the evenings or on weekends. Every evening after class, those wolves with shining eyes would rush to see her off and offer her water.

I just stood there silently watching them fight over it.

Two days later, the supervisor came to check on her, communicated with her, grasped the teaching progress, and concluded that "those who learn slowly need to practice more!"

After that, every day, it was always me who was uncoordinated, while they all passed first. What a bunch of idiots! I was always the only one making mistakes.

At first, some people would stop and watch, but as I kept making mistakes, they lost interest and just reminded me, "After practice, take the teacher home!"

Actually, after everyone left, I didn't practice much. I mainly chatted with the teacher. I had just graduated from university and was only two years older than her, so there were no communication barriers.

Ten days later, we were very familiar with each other. It was the weekend, and I got up early, went to her school with breakfast, and woke her up.

When she came down and saw me, she praised me, "I didn't expect you to be so considerate!" Then we strolled around in a nearby park. She changed into a looser t-shirt, a skirt, and high-heeled sandals.

"Hey, you little loser, you actually dressed up a bit? High heels, aren't you tired?" "If you're tired, carry me on your back. You've made me work so many overtime hours!"

"Okay!" I immediately sprinted and picked her up. "Let's test the feel first!" "You're pretty strong, buddy!"

"Of course! See? Muscles!"

"What if it's all bark and no bite?"

Damn, she's teasing me! I immediately thrust my hips forward. "That makes you even stronger!" She looked at me wickedly, smiled, and ran away.

I chased after her, grabbed her hand, and didn't let go. She didn't struggle.

We played like a couple for over two hours, found a cool place to sit, and then she looked at me. "Really strong?"

I said yes. "Absolutely!" I thrust again!

Then she grabbed it, and with one grab, I got hard!

She held on, switched hands, and reached into my pants, grabbing it directly. My penis was burning hot.

"Not bad at all!"

I retorted, reaching under her collar to touch her breasts. They weren't big, maybe a B-cup. Then I pulled her collar down and started sucking on them. My hand went to her vagina; it was so wet. After about ten seconds, she pulled away and laughed, saying, "I'm going to tell your boss how you treat a teacher!"

That night, I wanted to take her to a hotel, but she said she had a performance and the school was organizing rehearsals that night, so she couldn't go.

The following weekend, she still had something to do. She asked me to have dinner with one of her roommates. (I'll talk about that next time.)

The following week, we went straight to a hotel.

When we got inside, she took a shower first. I waited. After

she finished washing her hair, she came out naked and called to me, "You're here to shower too!" Then, she used shower gel to give me a handjob. Once

in bed, I was a bit impatient and just thrust in, a series of quick thrusts without any rhythm, and I came in a few strokes.

She sat up, wiped me with a wet wipe, and then sucked me. The sensation was amazing; she always found my erogenous zones, and I got hard in no time. This time, it lasted longer, and she had an orgasm.

That day, we spent the entire time making love. Youth is wonderful; seven times a day, until she finally ejaculated.

I said, "Let's go eat."

She agreed, and then sucked my penis again. "I haven't had enough of this delicious stuff yet!" I thought, "Damn, I had to go all out and fuck her hard," kneading her small breasts, making her crawl like a dog, making her shout, "Brother X is so good!"

Finally, I ejaculated inside her.

She got dressed and left. I asked her, "Aren't you going to shower?"

"It's okay, it's a safe period! I'll take her back to show my roommates!"

Damn, she's so skilled!

After that, we didn't go to hotels as often. Six months later, I was transferred. After that, she graduated and went back to her hometown.

[The End]

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