The Beautiful EF English Teacher (Part 1)

After graduating from university, my family planned for me to study in the United States, but my English was terrible. Out of desperation, my dad enrolled me in an EF English training program for six months.

The class was full of people my age, the difference being that I was just there to coast, while they were all studying diligently. Everyone was striving for their future, while I just passively accepted my family's arrangements, doing whatever my parents told me to do.

The training program was incredibly boring; every day was just studying, studying, studying! The worst part was, there wasn't a single attractive woman in the class! You can imagine how stifling I felt.

One day, I was dozing off at my desk when I was suddenly woken by a snoring sound. I groggily looked up, and wow, a beautiful woman! Standing on the podium was a beautiful young woman in her early twenties. She had long hair, a pretty face, and large, bright black eyes. The upturned corners of her mouth gave her a friendly air. Her white dress reached her knees, revealing her delicate calves and fair skin. Wow! Young, shy, and with a touch of innocence, and... her D-cup! Damn!

Instantly, I became interested. The beautiful woman introduced herself:

"Hello everyone, I'm your new oral English teacher, my name is Anna. I hope we get along well."

After she finished speaking, she bowed, inadvertently revealing a glimpse of her fair skin. A little lower, a little lower... I anxiously waited. Unfortunately, Anna's attire was just right; it only allowed for a fleeting glimpse. If you wanted to appreciate it further, well, that was it!

The remaining part was the self-introductions. The female students were all indifferent; it's human nature for women to be hostile towards women prettier than themselves. But the boys were different. All of them introduced themselves excitedly, their voices much louder than usual, as if trying to prove they were the strongest men in the world. Hmph, so childish. I, this young master, wouldn't be as clumsy as them. Based on my years of experience navigating the world of romance, to attract the attention of this kind of woman, you have to play hard to get. So, I continued to sleep on the table, pretending I didn't see her.

Sure enough, after everyone had finished introducing themselves, Anna finally noticed me lying on the table and called out,

"The student at the back, could you please introduce yourself?"

Unless you come and call me yourself, I won't get up! Sure enough, after I successfully attracted everyone's attention, Anna finally couldn't sit still any longer. She walked over to me and gently nudged me. First, a sweet fragrance wafted over—the scent of lilies. I looked up and saw a beautiful, delicate face. I pretended to look at her with disgust, and sure enough, Anna's face showed a hint of fear. She looked at me somewhat helplessly:
"Hello, I'm your new oral English teacher, my name is Anna."

"Oh," I said, and continued to lie down and sleep.

"Whoosh!" The class instantly erupted in chaos. I heard many people talking about how this person was acting like that, how arrogant they were, and so on. Anna hesitated beside me for a moment, but then went back to the podium to continue the lesson. Oh yeah, plan successful. I'm sure Anna will remember me well now.

In the second period, I stopped sleeping and instead played on my phone in my seat. Anna often glanced at me during the lesson, perhaps a little resentful that I wasn't paying attention to her. Whenever she looked at me, I would roll my eyes at her, and Anna's tone would noticeably falter, then she would turn her head away and stop looking at me. Haha, it was as if I was molesting her with my eyes.

This discovery intrigued me, so I began to stare intently at Anna's body. Wow, her breasts were at least a 32D, seemingly about to burst out of her dress. Occasionally, when Anna turned around, I could see her shapely buttocks—tsk tsk, quite a sight! When Anna noticed my gaze was on her instead of the blackboard, she seemed a little flustered. Haha, what a cute teacher.

The first day passed by in our "flirting" with Anna. I was secretly looking forward to more interaction with her.

In the following days, things were peaceful between us. Anna taught us spoken English for two hours every day, which was the best part of my day. Gradually, Anna got used to my aggressive gaze. She would occasionally give me a disapproving look, which I didn't take seriously. Later, Anna finally caught me red-handed, causing my advantage in her eyes to plummet to its lowest point! Because I tried to learn everything but knew nothing...

It was a chance encounter. Anna asked everyone to recite in English, and when it was my turn, I stammered and couldn't speak. Anna seized on this, and she would call on me in every class! Good heavens, how could she be so vengeful? But it wasn't for nothing that I endured humiliation to gain her special attention, haha, everything was going according to plan.

After observing Anna for over a week, I noticed she always rode a Yamaha "Noble Princess" to and from work. Who knew she was such a motorcycle beauty! When Anna left work, I followed her on my motorcycle for about 20 minutes until she entered a rather upscale residential area. I found the security guard, handed him a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes, and after some casual conversation, started asking about Anna. The guard readily told me everything about her. Anna had just moved in last month, renting a small apartment by herself, and I hadn't seen her living with anyone else. I understood immediately; this situation was very advantageous for getting closer to Anna!

The next day at school, I made some arrangements and waited patiently for school to end. As school was about to end, I deliberately kept Anna occupied, asking her questions. Anna, like a child, often belittled me when it came to academics, and my questions satisfied her desire to put me down. The more arrogant and condescending she became, the more I pretended to be clueless. Hmph, just wait and see!

After the school bell rang, the class began to disperse. Anna wanted to leave too, but she couldn't resist my persistence and had to stay to continue explaining things to me. Twenty minutes passed, and by then the school security guards were already urging Anna to close the school. I had to pretend to be helpless and say, "That's enough for today." Anna breathed a sigh of relief, and we went downstairs together to the parking lot.

I followed Anna leisurely, and she turned around and glared at me: "Why are you following me?"
"No, I'm going to get my car."

"Huh? You drive too?"

"Yes," I answered casually, and then Anna ignored me.

When we got to the parking lot, I deliberately lingered in front of the car, pretending to make a phone call. Sure enough, I immediately heard Anna's helpless cries. I rushed over and asked her what was wrong. Anna looked at the flat tire and said dejectedly, "The tire's blown out, what bad luck!" I chuckled inwardly, thinking, "Of course you're unlucky to run into me!" I feigned helplessness and said to Anna, "How about I take you home?" Anna hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "Never mind, I'll take the bus." Sigh, I didn't expect her to still be wary of me. I couldn't give up so easily, so I casually said, "It's okay, you've been tutoring me for so long, I should at least get you home safely. Okay, come with me." With that, I picked up Anna's handbag from the motorcycle and turned to walk towards my bike.
"Hey, hey, no need, give me back my bag!" Anna hurriedly followed me, but I ignored her.
"Beep beep," I remotely started the motorcycle.

"A Mercedes! I didn't know you drove such a nice car," Anna said, a little surprised. But this time she didn't refuse. I opened the passenger door and gestured for Anna to enter. Anna smiled sweetly, "Thank you." I smiled back and closed the door gentlemanly.

This Mercedes ML350 was a gift from my dad for my 20th birthday. It's been with me for many years, and I don't know how much of my "essence" is inside.

After starting the car, I casually asked Anna where we were going. Anna gave me the address I knew by heart, and we drove there. I deliberately chose a congested route so I could have more time to talk to Anna on the way. I casually asked Anna some questions, such as where she went to school, whether she lived with her parents or her boyfriend—trivial matters that revealed personal information about Anna. Anna didn't seem to have any prejudice against me as usual; she answered my questions without any guile and told me everything. Anna
is 24 years old. Her parents are in Shenzhen. She graduated from Guangzhou Foreign Languages Institute with a degree in English and then became a spoken English teacher there. Due to work requirements, she had to work in H city for a year. Currently, she lives alone in apartment X and doesn't have a boyfriend.

I asked Anna, "How come such a beautiful girl like you doesn't have a boyfriend?" Anna pouted and said, "What's so good about having a boyfriend? Many of my roommates cry and make a fuss. I don't want to be like that. Besides, my parents don't allow me to have a boyfriend." Good heavens, how can this tutor be so strict? What's even more remarkable is that such a beautiful woman like Anna hasn't been touched by anyone! Haha, I'd better work harder!

After about half an hour's drive, we finally arrived at the entrance of Anna's apartment complex. I stopped the car, and Anna thanked me. I said that I should be the one thanking her; since you tutored me in English, I'd treat you to dinner tonight. Anna waved her hand and said no, it's what I should do. I persisted, saying that since we were already at her place, let's just eat nearby. Are you afraid I'll sell you? Then I pretended to be a bad guy, and Anna burst out laughing, her beauty blooming like a flower in full bloom, breathtakingly gorgeous!

Finally, Anna accepted my invitation, and we went to an elegant restaurant, ordered some delicate dishes, and chatted while eating. I occasionally made humorous remarks, making Anna laugh heartily. We chatted like old friends, getting along exceptionally well.

After dinner, I drove Anna home, we exchanged phone numbers, and then I drove home. While on my way home, I received a message from Anna: "Are you home yet?" I was secretly delighted; she was taking the bait. So I replied, "On my way, I'll call you when I get home." After arriving home, I naturally called Anna to tell her I was home and asked what she was doing. Anna said she had just finished showering. I felt a surge of heat in my lower abdomen, so while talking to Anna, I started masturbating, imagining Anna's appearance and her naked body. We started a five-on-one game. I chatted with Anna for over half an hour, finally reaching a climax amidst Anna's soft whispers. We said goodnight to each other, and I lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of being intimately entwined with Anna, feeling blissful and carefree.

The next day at school, Anna greeted me with a smile, appearing exceptionally warm, leaving everyone in the class speechless. Haha, a sense of accomplishment welled up inside me, and I was instantly filled with pride!

From then on, Anna would come to tutor me every day. With a beautiful girl by my side, I naturally studied extra hard and lived up to Anna's expectations. As for Anna's motorcycle, well, I had it stolen, of course. Anna was furious about it for a long time, but it also gave me the opportunity to drive her to and from work every day—a very worthwhile deal!
Gradually, rumors started circulating at school that Anna and I were dating. I pretended not to know, but I was the one who spread the rumors! Sure enough, after a few days, Anna started avoiding me when she saw me. I asked her what was wrong, and Anna said she had heard some gossip. I told her, "What are you afraid of? We're completely innocent." Anna was still a little uncomfortable. This kind of thing is meant to make Anna feel uneasy through gossip, to give her a sense of reality, to make her realize that our relationship was already quite close, and also to guide her feelings towards me from teacher-student and friend to romantic love!

The rumors multiplied, even spreading among the teachers. The principal talked to Anna, and Anna tearfully defended herself to the principal. The principal, helpless, could only tell Anna to be careful. Anna suggested commuting to and from work alone, but I refused. I tried to comfort her, saying that the more she acted this way, the more it proved her guilt, and the more it would damage our relationship. We were innocent, so what was there to be afraid of? Although she still went to and from work with me, Anna's face was always filled with sorrow. Things were getting closer to their climax; everything was unfolding according to my plan.

One day after school, I waited for Anna in my car. After a long while, she finally came out of the school building, her eyes red. I was startled and immediately went to her, grabbing her shoulders and anxiously asking what was wrong. Anna was still sobbing and remained silent. I asked her anxiously what was wrong, and Anna pulled away from me, choking out, "Nothing, just a walk." Actually, I already guessed what had happened; the principal must have spoken to Anna again. I remained silent and drove Anna to a park. By then, it was already dark, and Anna's emotions had stabilized considerably, though she still didn't speak.

I asked Anna, "Did the principal talk to you again?" Anna nodded. I sighed and said to Anna with a guilty conscience, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect to cause you so much trouble." Anna shook her head and said, "It's not your fault."

"Okay, okay, don't be sad, I'll take you to a fun place." With that, without letting Anna say anything else, I drove to the hottest bar in S City. After entering, I went straight to the private room—I had already called my friends and made all the necessary preparations on the way here. Anna was probably in a place like this for the first time. As we walked across the dance floor, Anna clung tightly to the hem of my shirt, trying to avoid the dissolute crowd around us. Seeing this, I grabbed Anna's hand and shouted, "Stay close to me, or you'll never find me again!" Haha, Anna's hand, which was about to pull away, immediately tightened its grip.

Inside the private room, the atmosphere was already electric. People were singing karaoke, drinking, and playing dice. Anna was clearly not used to the environment and hid behind me, still holding onto my hand. I turned on the lights, and the room quieted down. Everyone greeted me, and I introduced them to Anna one by one—they were all my childhood friends and their girlfriends. Some people egged Anna on to call her "sister-in-law," and Anna blushed, quickly waving her hands and saying no. Haha, the brothers all understood, and the teasing intensified. After the introductions, everyone continued having fun. Anna sat in a corner watching the revelry, while I opened a bottle of champagne, grabbed two glasses, and sat down next to her. Anna made room for me, poured the champagne, and handed her a glass. Anna said she didn't drink. I said it wasn't alcohol, it was champagne, like a soft drink, you should try some. Anna brought it to her lips and smelled it; it indeed had a pleasant aroma. So she took a small sip, haha, just what I wanted.

Champagne smells good, tastes good, but it has a strong aftereffect. Anna and I chatted and drank, trying to make her happy. Before long, the bottle of champagne was empty between us, and Anna's face flushed. Strike while the iron is hot! I continued to open more bottles of wine. Anna was clearly getting drunk and started rambling on and on, saying that her teachers at school bullied her, and that I bullied her when we first met, calling me a bad guy. Seeing that Anna was in a good mood, I pulled her to the dance floor outside. By this time, Anna was already staggering. I grabbed her arm with one hand and put my arm around her waist with the other, swaying to the rhythm of the music. The chaotic lights and loud music stimulated all the revelers, and everyone was indulging in unrestrained behavior, oblivious to each other. In the corners, some bolder people had already started groping. Anna, stimulated by the alcohol, also started swaying.

There's only one consequence to dancing after drinking—a headache! Sure enough, after a while, Anna stumbled and fell into my arms, her hands on my shoulders, her eyes glazed with drunkenness. I then took Anna out of the bar and helped her into the car.

Anna was completely unconscious. People who drink alcohol often have a fever, and Anna struggled to take off her coat. This pleased me greatly; Anna was only wearing a small tank top, and her short skirt had ridden up with her movements, revealing her fair thighs. I felt a surge of desire and almost couldn't resist making a move on her, but the time wasn't right, and I didn't want to make things worse.

I drove to Anna's apartment building and helped her home. As soon as we opened the door, Anna was already completely drunk, flailing her arms and trying to shout in my arms. Afraid of disturbing the neighbors, I quickly covered her mouth, but she wouldn't give up. I hardened my heart and kissed her directly.

Her lips were soft and moist, and I couldn't help but slip my tongue into Anna's mouth. Anna let out a soft moan, hugging my head tightly and responding passionately. Anna's technique was clumsy; she was clearly inexperienced! A surge of heat rose in my lower abdomen, and I immediately became aroused.

I eagerly embraced and kissed Anna as we moved into the room. But when we reached the sofa, Anna stumbled, pulling me down with her. We both fell onto the sofa, my weight pressing down on Anna. She cried out in pain, followed by a groan, which only fueled my desire. I lifted Anna's tank top strap, pushed down her bra, revealing her full, firm breasts. In the dim light, Anna's pale skin seemed to glow. I gently took one of her nipples into my mouth, and Anna immediately groaned, "Oh." I swirled my tongue around her nipple, gently biting it with my teeth, while my other hand was busy kneading her other full breast.

Anna had never experienced such stimulation before. She held my head in her arms, moaning. She was now delirious, only able to instinctively express her desires. Anna's breasts were full and firm, exuding a youthful fragrance that greatly aroused my lust. After playing with her for a while, my lower body was incredibly aroused. I kissed Anna's lips again, and she responded passionately. Our tongues intertwined, making soft, wet sounds.
I freed one hand and slipped it inside Anna's skirt, first caressing her thighs. Anna wriggled restlessly, her thighs rubbing against my lower body—it was incredibly stimulating. I moved my hand upwards and touched Anna's panties, which were completely soaked. I hadn't realized Anna's body was so sensitive.

I first rubbed Anna through her panties, and Anna let out soft moans and gasps, "Ah, ah, um, ah."

I continued kissing Anna, and slowly slipped my hand inside her panties. My hand was covered in slippery, sticky fluid. My entire hand covered Anna's vulva, my thumb rubbing Anna's pubic hair, while my index and middle fingers moved around Anna's opening. Anna broke free from my kisses, arching her back as far as she could, her head tilted back, her eyes closed, her lips slightly parted, and she moaned softly, "Ah, ah."

I then took Anna's nipple into my mouth, sucking hard, and quickened the pace of my hand. Anna's body twisted more and more violently, and her moans grew louder and louder. I tried to insert my hand into Anna's vagina, and immediately felt a resistance. Anna cried out in pain, "Ah, it hurts!"

Oh my god, is Anna really still a virgin? I was incredibly excited and couldn't wait to pull down Anna's panties. The dim light made it hard to see her private parts clearly, so I leaned closer and smelled a unique, delicate fragrance, with a faint fishy smell, but it was very pleasant. This scent stimulated my desire. I stuck out my tongue and lightly licked it. Anna groaned and immediately squeezed her legs together, trapping me inside. The taste was a little astringent, but not foul, showing that Anna was quite conscious of hygiene. I continued licking, and Anna's cries grew louder, abandoning her usual reserve.

I knew the importance of foreplay for a woman's first time, especially for Anna, who was still somewhat unaware of the situation. If foreplay wasn't done well, forcing myself on her would definitely cause pain and bring her back to her senses. I decided to continue stimulating her body.

In the darkness, I groped for Anna's private parts, spreading her labia with my hands, teasing her clitoris with my tongue. Anna's hips moved rhythmically upwards, groaning in rhythm with my licking. I took Anna's clitoris completely into my mouth, my tongue swirling around while my lips sucked. Stimulated by this, Anna stiffened, her lower body arching, her hands gripping my head tightly as if trying to shove me inside. Anna's cries became somewhat hysterical. I pressed on, my hands kneading Anna's breasts, my fingers rubbing and squeezing roughly. Soon, Anna groaned, a gush of fluid flowing from her vagina, its taste slightly astringent, which I swallowed. Then Anna's entire body relaxed, slumping onto the sofa, unconsciously moaning softly.
It was time to change the battlefield. I picked Anna up, carried her into the bedroom, and gently placed her on the bed. Turning on the light, Anna's perfect figure was revealed. Her disheveled hair obscured her beautiful face, which was flushed, her lips slightly parted, panting. Her disheveled top was up, no longer concealing the boundless beauty of her breasts; her fair breasts bore the marks of my rough handling, her pink nipples standing erect. Looking at her lower body, neat pubic hair formed a circle around her vulva, while the sides of her labia were clean. Her pink labia were slightly parted, and Anna's vulva was still flowing with love juice, the clear liquid covering her vulva, making it exceptionally alluring.
I took off my clothes, my lower body already hard. I knelt on the bed, lifted Anna's legs and placed them on my thighs, continuing to thrust closer until my lower body touched Anna's vulva. My glans trembled from the stimulation. I guided my penis to Anna's vulva, rubbing it with Anna's love juice, and used the glans to push open Anna's vulva, pressing it against her vulva.

Anna groaned, her hands instinctively covering her vulva, seemingly trying to stop me from entering. I gently pushed in and out, Anna groaning with each light thrust. Gradually, Anna became familiar with this rhythm, so I took Anna's hands and placed them on her own breasts, teaching her to caress them herself.

Drunk and unconscious, Anna let me do as I pleased. Guided by me, she began to rub her own breasts. Perhaps feeling the stimulation, Anna gradually began to moan,

"Oh, mmm."

I cooperated with Anna's rubbing, continuing to rub against her entrance, gently pushing in and out. This action was incredibly stimulating for my penis; her tight little hole constricted my glans, warm and slippery. Although I couldn't penetrate, it was extremely stimulating. I thought I couldn't delay any longer; if this continued, I wouldn't be able to hold back my ejaculation.

I pushed my penis into Anna's vagina again, this time pushing as far in as possible. Anna felt the pain of her vagina being stretched open again, her hands stopping rubbing her breasts. With a gasp, she pressed her hands tightly against my hips. At this point, I couldn't care less about being gentle with her. I removed Anna's hands, then held her waist, thrusting my lower body forward forcefully, pressing down hard on her waist to prevent her from resisting. Oh, I immediately felt a warm, moist sensation enveloping my lower body. My hot, hard penis pierced into Anna's body, completely enveloped by her tight little hole. Her tight little hole bound my lower body, and I could even feel the tearing pain of my foreskin retracting. But I still couldn't help but groan, "It feels so good! It's so stimulating!"

Anna cried out in pain, trying to pull back and expel my penis, but she was limp and powerless, unable to move an inch. Her two small hands weakly pounded on my legs, twisting her body and screaming. Her disheveled hair could no longer hide Anna's painful expression; her eyes were tightly closed, and she was screaming in pain.

I bent down to kiss Anna, but she kept turning her head away from me in the pain of losing her virginity. Unable to succeed, I leaned down to kiss her breasts. I knew I couldn't move my lower body now; I had to let Anna's vagina adjust before thrusting, otherwise the painful stimulation wouldn't bring her any pleasure.

I grabbed one of Anna's breasts, sucking on her nipple with my mouth, while squeezing her other nipple with my other hand. I gently sucked and rubbed, licking, kneading, squeezing, biting, and teasing—I used every trick in the book. Anna gradually calmed down, and her hands no longer resisted me, but instead wrapped around my back, hugging me tightly, moaning softly. Haha, this girl is aroused again; I can continue.

I gently thrust my lower body. My penis, which had remained still inside Anna's vagina for so long, hadn't softened at all; on the contrary, the stimulation from Anna's twisting body made it even harder. Every time I thrust, Anna cried out in pain again, her hands gripping me tightly, her nails digging into my flesh!

I smelled Anna's neck, leaving kiss marks on it, then moved my fingers up her neck, taking her earlobe into my mouth, teasing and gently biting it. Anna let out a soft moan, clearly enjoying it. These actions were simply to stimulate Anna's desire and reduce her pain from losing her virginity.

Gradually, I felt Anna's reciprocation; her relaxed body meant her vagina wasn't as tight anymore. I moved gently, and Anna moved her lower body in response. What a beauty, she even knew how to reciprocate! I gradually increased the pace, but of course, I didn't dare to thrust too hard, still carefully controlling it within Anna's tolerance.
Anna's moans grew louder: "Ah ah um ah..."
Sigh, drunk people only make unconscious moans and groans, which is a real shame! But it's okay, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future!

I continued to ride on Anna's body, and when I looked down at her, there were mottled bloodstains on the sheets. She really was a virgin! My penis was also covered with a mixture of Anna's vaginal secretions and virgin blood, looking rather grotesque. Anna's vagina was a little swollen and red, and her labia were stretched open by me. Every time I penetrated her, Anna would let out an "Ah," and when I pulled out, she would let out another "Ah."

I gently rubbed Anna's clitoris with my hand, stimulating her private parts to produce more lubrication and arousing her desire, making it easier for me to thrust in and out!

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, although Anna's vagina gave me a super pleasurable stimulation, I didn't feel like ejaculating after penetrating her. But I knew that if I indulged myself like this the first time, it would be unbearable for Anna, which would not be good for my second time. Thinking of this, I withdrew from Anna's vagina. Anna frowned, letting out a groan, seemingly unsatisfied.

I went to the bathroom to wash myself, then lay down next to Anna. Anna's hair was disheveled, her face half-buried in the pillow, completely naked. The bright red of her genitals stood out starkly against the clean sheets. I sighed softly and kissed Anna's lips. As I touched Anna's soft lips, an idea suddenly popped into my head.
I rubbed my still-erect penis, knelt on Anna's chest, cupped her full breasts in my hands, and clamped my penis between them, stimulating myself. Anna continued to moan unconsciously; the mere stimulation of her breasts couldn't compare to the earlier assault on her private parts. Her voice was as languid and alluring as a cat's. After playing for a while, still without the urge to ejaculate, I went a step further, straightening Anna's head and bringing my penis to her lips, gently rubbing it.
"Mmm," Anna's lips parted slightly, and I took the opportunity to insert my penis, but unfortunately, her jaw was tightly closed, and I couldn't get it in at all. Helpless, I could only kiss Anna's lips again, stimulating her with my tongue. When Anna responded passionately to me, I thrust my penis into Anna's small mouth.

"Mmm," Anna's small mouth was forced open by me, and she took my glans into her mouth
. Her tongue circled around my glans, seemingly trying to resist me from pulling me out, but the gentleness of her tongue gave me even greater stimulation. Anna's brows were furrowed, and her eyes were still closed. She reached out her hands to try to push me away, but in this position, her hands could only touch my buttocks and couldn't do anything to me. I gently moved my lower body, going in and out of Anna's alluring mouth. Anna couldn't speak, only making "mmm" sounds.

Anna's mouth was no less exquisite than her vagina, soft and moist. I tried to insert my penis deeper, but unexpectedly, it stimulated Anna's throat, causing her to cough violently, her face contorted in pain, her hands pounding against me. I quickly withdrew, and Anna, panting heavily, stopped coughing. Helpless, I could only wait until Anna calmed down before exploring further.

After a while, Anna let out a soft whimper. I leaned over to look, and she had fallen asleep again. I gently kissed her cheek and continued to fondle Anna's breasts, my hands constantly stimulating her nipples. Soon, I felt her nipples harden. I opened my mouth and took them in, gently kneading them with my hands, my tongue teasing them relentlessly. Anna let out a soft moan and twisted her body, trying to turn over. I helped Anna turn over, and she lay face down on the bed, bending one knee, her upper body curled up. OMG, after bending her knee, Anna turned to face me, her private parts exposed naked before my eyes, her blood-stained vagina yearning and beckoning again.

In a moment of lust, I forgot all about being gentle and didn't care about tenderness. I pressed against Anna's entrance again, rubbing it for a while until I felt her lubrication, then gently pushed in.

"Ah!" Anna cried out in pain, trying to roll over to escape. I wrapped my right arm around her chest, preventing her from moving, and continued thrusting.

"Ah... um... it hurts!" I was startled, thinking Anna had woken up, but she only moaned, twisting her waist, trying to break free, which only aroused me more. I hardened my heart, grabbed her breast with one hand, leaned against her, and my lower body began to throb rapidly.

The pain of Anna's loss of virginity stimulated her consciousness. She seemed to have traces of awareness, but was still struggling and moaning unconsciously:

"Ah... no... it hurts so much..."

This verbal pleas for mercy aroused my desire, giving me a thrill of rape and a desire to conquer. I continued thrusting, Anna twisting her body, her soft buttocks rubbing and stimulating my lower body. This position allowed my penis to cleverly press against the upper wall of Anna's vagina. I tried to find her G-spot, constantly changing angles. Finally, when I thrust in again, Anna's body seemed to spasm, tensing up, and her moans were a mixture of pain and pleasure.

I was overjoyed and continued thrusting at the same angle, my hand secretly covering Anna's genitals, rubbing her clitoris.

Anna's cries gradually grew louder, each soft moan stimulating my senses, melodious and soft, like a song, like a sob. I increased the speed of my thrusts, my lower body slapping against Anna's buttocks with a slapping sound. I thrust all the way in, Anna's tight, tight vagina stimulating my penis from the head to the base, my entire penis enveloped in warmth and moisture. The love juice in her vagina made my entry and exit effortless. Her firm, perky buttocks slapped against my scrotum, waves of pleasure rushing up my spine. I was about to ejaculate!

I vigorously kneaded Anna's breasts, thrusting rapidly in and out of her. Anna clung tightly to the sheets, her disheveled hair obscuring her face; all I could see was her open mouth, moaning loudly, "Ahhh, no! Ahhh, no!"

I couldn't hold back any longer. Just as I was about to pull out, Anna frantically thrust her hips against my lower body, crying out, "Ahhh, I want it! I want it! Give it to me!"

I couldn't care less anymore. Gritting my teeth, I tightened my anus, relentlessly pounding Anna's buttocks. Waves of pleasure surged through my nerves, and I had to hold back. In that instant, it felt as if the whole world had stopped, my soul had flown away. I was immersed in boundless pleasure. Ahhh, with a high-pitched moan from Anna, I ejaculated. My penis throbbed inside Anna's vagina, each throbbing releasing a powerful stream of semen, shooting deep into her vagina. Anna's body convulsed, each convulsion squeezing my penis, and I ejaculated again. It was so incredibly stimulating!

I lay half-reclined behind Anna, panting heavily, my lower body still inside her. I was savoring the thrill when Anna suddenly rolled over, her large, red eyes glaring at me with intense resentment: "You bad guy, you bullied me!"

OMG, when did Anna wake up?!

[End of Part 1]

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