Foreign teachers in training courses

It was a Monday. As soon as I got off work, I ran to the training building. I was puzzled because the training class was scheduled to start at 6:15 PM. In our city, we usually don't get off work until 5:30 PM. With such a short time, I had to rush there, and there was no time to eat dinner. How could I concentrate on learning if I didn't have an empty stomach? I complained, but I didn't dare to be late. Punctuality is one of the first principles of our work, and I wanted to leave a good impression on the teachers. When I arrived at the break room, which was about 120 square meters, I learned that everyone was supposed to introduce themselves at 6:15 PM, and the teachers would be there too. Oh, so it was another pre-dinner gathering. However, there was a crucial point: from 6:15 PM to 6:45 PM, we could only speak English, nothing else. If we spoke Mandarin, the teachers and classmates would give us an "X," indicating that we had violated the rules for those 30 minutes. The worst offender would have to clean up after class. I'm a man, not a 10-year-old student. I couldn't bear the embarrassment of being punished by cleaning up. So I persevered, even though my spoken English wasn't great, I still had to speak, and I could always add sign language.

The training institution also provided dinner, but it was a nearby fast-food restaurant that accepted English takeout. I was so impressed; a complete service, they really knew how to make money! It was during dinner that I ran into her, my former university teacher, Vivin, whose Chinese name was Wei. Back in school, we all called her Sister Wei or Sister Vivi. She was a very nice person, her classes were very lively, but also a bit mischievous. When she called your name and you couldn't answer in English, she would make you stand and then ask you all sorts of questions in English until you answered correctly before letting you sit down… I excitedly called out to Sister Wei, and she looked up at me, a little confused, then surprised, then happy, saying, "You must be my student, and you often couldn't answer my questions in class and I often made you stand as punishment. I'm very sorry, I can't remember your name." Then she laughed. Holy crap, did she have to be so direct? Revealing my embarrassing secret in front of everyone! I was so embarrassed; how could I bring this up in front of a newly acquainted classmate? But I still said, "I'm Dong from Class 1, Economics and Management Department, 2004. I've been learning English with you for two years." "I remember now, you have so much free time to learn spoken English now? You need to work hard! I'll give you plenty of opportunities in class," Sister Wei said, then smiled wickedly. I was annoyed, thinking: What's wrong with me? I didn't do anything to you, but I still said, "Thank you, I'll try my best."

So, class started at 7:10 and lasted until 9:10, with a 20-minute break in between. Sister Wei didn't say much on stage; she just kept giving students opportunities to talk and chat. Of course, there were also times when I was punished by standing, and I got punished the most today… After class, I went out the door, and Sister Wei came out too. I asked her, "Aren't you teaching at the school anymore?" Sister Wei replied, "I'm still teaching. I don't have many classes during the day, and I also…" "There's investment involved!" I exclaimed in surprise. "So Sister Wei is a big boss! Looks like I'll have to call you Boss Wei from now on." Sister Wei chuckled and said, "Thank you." That's how foreigners are; they're very direct. When someone flatters them, they politely say thank you, unlike us. "Oh, it's nothing. You're the real boss." We chatted about all sorts of fun things from our university days. Time flew by, and before we knew it, it was 11 pm. It felt like we'd met late at night and were old friends. I didn't want to part, so I said I was a little hungry and asked Sister Wei if she would do me the honor of having a late-night snack. Sister Wei must have been hungry too, because she readily agreed. While having snacks, we talked about many things related to life and work, laughing and having a great time. Then I asked her about her family situation. She said that her husband had been frequently traveling between mainland China and Hong Kong for the past three years, only being home for about 10 days a month. Their child had been sent back to their hometown for school. Sister Wei taught at school during the day and at a training institution at night. If her husband was in Hong Kong during holidays, she would go to see him. Her time was very fulfilling, and she didn't feel lonely because her husband wasn't home often. I admire her. She's confident, capable, and speaks with grace; such a woman possesses a fatal charm. I didn't realize I already liked her.

I forgot to introduce Sister Wei. She's 36 years old, over 1.75 meters tall (I'm only slightly taller than her), and while I'm not sure of her weight, I'd conservatively estimate 120-130 pounds. She's quite voluptuous, not fat, but perhaps due to her age, her breasts appear slightly saggy—I don't know if it's because they're large or something else. She's of average appearance, with blonde hair, a few freckles, and blue eyes. She always has a smile and exudes confidence. Watching her and chatting with her is always enjoyable. After dinner, she drove me to my rented apartment complex, and then she went home. I didn't invite her up, not wanting to lose face… When I got home, my girlfriend was already asleep. After showering, my mind was filled with thoughts of Sister Wei, and my penis was hard. So I kissed my girlfriend passionately, and she responded, and we made love intensely. Afterwards, the woman said, "Why were you so rough today? My lower body hurts." I didn't answer her, just hugged and kissed her, but my mind was filled with thoughts of Sister Wei. Soon, I became aroused again. My woman turned her head, looking at me with fear in her eyes, and said, "Why are you hard again? I can't take it!" She pushed me away, but my animalistic instincts kicked in. The more she resisted, the harder my penis became. I climbed on top of her; with the lubrication of my semen, it was easy to penetrate. This time, we lasted over 20 minutes. Finally, the woman said she would help me finish orally because her lower body was really hurting, so I let her go. The next day, I went back to the company to work hard. It was a busy day, and I forgot about Sister Wei; my mind was filled with my woman.

The training course was on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. After class, I always found various excuses to be alone with Sister Wei. Three months later, things started to progress. That day, after class, Sister Wei suggested going for coffee. I said, "Coffee so late?" and laughed, saying I didn't need to sleep. Sister Wei said, "Then let's go to my place for red wine." I was thrilled. What did this mean? My chance had come. When we arrived at Sister Wei's house, it seemed like no one lived on her floor; the lights weren't on. Sister Wei explained that it wasn't unoccupied; we had bought the floor, which explained why the living room was so spacious—even with a treadmill, an ampoule, and a massage chair, it didn't feel cramped. She brought out some red wine and some dry goods. We chatted, and soon a bottle was finished. Sister Wei didn't blush. Suddenly, she leaned closer and asked, "I want to have sex with you." I was shocked. Really? It was that easy? Although I'd always thought about Sister Wei's body, it couldn't be that simple. Sister Wei looked at me, but I didn't answer. She said, "I really want to have sex today. If you don't accept, I'll eat myself." I was all lust and no courage. I weakly asked, "Is that okay? I'm a little scared." Even at this point, I couldn't bring myself to do it! I asked again, "Wouldn't doing this be unfair to your husband?" To my surprise, Sister Wei's answer... "No, I still love my husband very much. He wouldn't blame me even if he knew. We haven't seen each other for two months. He went to the USA and won't be back for another two months." "I don't mind him having sex with other women. It's a physical need. Being apart, I wasn't there for him when he needed it, and I couldn't satisfy him. That's my fault; I didn't fulfill my responsibilities as a wife. So I don't blame him for having sex with other women. I know he loves me. I just want him to be healthy. I understand if he has physical needs. He also knows I've had relationships with other men. I love him; I just have physical needs and want sex." "You don't need to take responsibility because we're just satisfying our own physical needs..." Hearing this, my previously erect penis quickly went limp. To be honest, I'm 29 and have never been to a brothel. I can never get an erection with a woman I don't have feelings for. It seems foreigners really do have sex for the sake of sex. As long as they have physical needs, they'll satisfy them. It gives me the feeling that Sister Wei is now using me as her sex tool. Thinking about this, I don't want to continue. Sister Wei looked at me, as if she could read my mind, and said, "Dong, I'm not a casual person. I believe in your feelings for me, and I really want to do it today..."

As she spoke, Sister Wei dragged me to the bathroom, wanting me to shower with her. With her back to me, she quickly took off her dress, bent over, and turned her back to me, asking, "Do you want it?" When I saw her sexy, big buttocks in that t-back dress, I felt something rise in my nose, and my little brother, uncooperatively, got hard again. I reached over and patted Sister Wei's big buttocks twice; they were very soft and smooth, but lacked elasticity. Sister Wei said to shower first, then draw the curtain, and I would shower outside. We finished quickly, and Sister Wei put on a nightgown, while I wore a scarf. Sister Wei immediately gave me a passionate kiss, then dragged me to the sofa where we had been drinking, pushed me down, and kissed my way down my neck, circling my navel with her tongue. I couldn't resist, so I pressed her head down with one hand while the other roamed her back. Sister Wei untied my scarf and quickly took my penis into her mouth; it felt much better than a woman's mouth. Sister Wei knew how to give oral sex. In her mouth, I could feel her tongue moving in sync with her mouth, swallowing and spitting out, while her hand slowly stroked my testicles. I felt like I was going to ejaculate in less than two minutes. Not wanting to be too embarrassed, I immediately rolled over and pinned Sister Wei down, forcefully pulling off her nightgown. I saw her huge breasts underneath, her nipples were also very large and dark in color, especially her areolas, which were unusually large. I pressed my head against hers and kissed her, feeling the foreigner's body. I grabbed one breast with one hand; it was large, soft, and smooth, like a balloon, but with little elasticity. I continued kissing her until I reached her genitals. Sister Wei exclaimed, "Oh yeah, on!" I saw another sight: Sister Wei had pubic hair. Damn it, aren't those foreign pornographic films all hairless? How could she have hair? I started licking her pubic hair. Sister Wei lifted her legs, letting me lick her vagina. When I pressed my head against hers, I smelled a very strong, pungent odor. I couldn't stand it and immediately turned my head away. To avoid making Wei Jie think I minded her body odor, I immediately inserted two fingers. Wei Jie's vagina felt very empty; I couldn't feel any tightness between my fingers. There wasn't much lubrication, so I couldn't probe too hard. Wei Jie also felt uncomfortable due to the dryness, so she reached into the drawer and got a bottle of lubricant for me. I understood without saying anything, pulled out my fingers, applied some to her vagina, and then inserted them again. After a while, Wei Jie felt it, spread her legs wide, and started stimulating her clitoris with both hands, moaning. I had heard about the endurance of foreign women, and several minutes passed. My hands started to go numb, but Wei Jie hadn't reached orgasm yet, which made me a little dissatisfied. However, I still probed hard, and finally, just when my hands were about to break, Wei Jie shouted "yeahyeahyes!" I thought she must have orgasmed. I didn't immediately insert it; the numbness in my hands made my penis droop, and I immediately lost the pleasure. Sister Wei made me lie down, and she was on top of me. She used her mouth to make my penis hard, then sat on top of me and started moving her hips up and down frantically. But I didn't feel much. I just felt my penis going into an empty hole. There was no tightness or pleasure from her vagina gripping my penis. Is there really such a big difference between the penises of Asians and Caucasians? Or are foreign women's vaginas just too loose? Then I remembered what it felt like to insert my fingers. I'd measured it myself; the glans was exactly the width of two fingers. If I didn't feel any tightness from my fingers, I definitely wouldn't feel anything when my penis went in. Thinking about it, I thought about asking Sister Wei to just finish me off orally. But at that moment, Sister Wei turned around. Since her vagina couldn't give her pleasure, she took out the lubricant, spat out my penis, smeared a large amount on it, then lay down and smeared a lot on her anus. I was stunned. Was she going to make me anally penetrate? This felt amazing! I'd never experienced anal sex before. Without hesitation, I activated my ultimate and thrust my penis into her anus. Thanks to the lubricant, it was easy to insert. That's when I felt the tightness inside. It was my first time anal sex, and I didn't care if it would give Wei-jie pleasure; I just kept thrusting. Wei-jie's anus reacted to the stimulation and started moaning "oh oh yeah en en yes yes." After a while, I ejaculated inside her anus, then hugged Wei-jie and rested for a bit.

We didn't do it a second time that night. The second time was three weeks later. The same feeling—the foreign woman's vagina couldn't give me pleasure; it was very loose, and her body odor was quite strong. We only felt pleasure during anal sex. After the second time, Wei-jie and I remained friends, like siblings, but there was no third time. Perhaps I couldn't satisfy her, and I only felt pleasure during anal sex or oral sex. After that, we went back to our own lives. This is my first post, so please excuse my poor writing skills.

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