EF English's Beautiful Teachers (Part 1) Author: poozer

Author: poozer

After graduating from university, my family planned for me to study in the United States. However, my English was terrible, so
my dad reluctantly 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 working hard 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 depressing it was.

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... 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, enough for a fleeting glimpse. If you
wanted to see more, well, that was it!

The remaining part was the self-introductions. The female students were all indifferent; it's women's nature 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 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 , 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 -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 had everyone recite in English, and when it was my turn, I stammered
and 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.

≥ I observed Anna for over a week. 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 behind her on my car. After about 20 minutes,
Anna 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 Anna. 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 peacefully 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 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 no choice but to pretend to be reluctant and say, "That's enough for today." Anna seemed relieved, and we went downstairs
together towards the parking lot.

I followed Anna at a leisurely pace, and Anna turned around and gave me a disapproving look: "Why are you following me?"

"No, I'm going to get my car."

"Huh? You drive too?"

"Yeah," I replied casually, and Anna ignored me.

When we got to the parking lot, I deliberately lingered in front of my car pretending to make a phone call. Sure enough, I immediately heard
Anna's helpless cry. 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. 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 car.

"Hey, hey, no need... give me back my bag..." Anna hurriedly followed me, but I ignored her.

"Beep beep," I remotely started the car.

"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 gentlemanly closed the door.

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

After starting the car, I pretended to ask Anna where we were going. Anna gave me the
address , so we drove there. I deliberately chose a more 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 things that revealed Anna's personal information. Anna
had also abandoned her usual prejudice against me. She answered all my questions without any guile, telling me everything without any pretense.

Anna is 24 years old. Her parents are both in Shenzhen. After graduating from Guangzhou Foreign Languages Institute with a degree in English, she 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 woman like you doesn't have a boyfriend?" Anna pouted, "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
won't let me have a boyfriend." Goodness, how can this family be so strict? What's even more remarkable is that such
a hasn't been touched by anyone! Haha, I'd better work harder!

After driving for about half an hour, 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'll treat you to dinner tonight.
Anna waved her hand and said no, it's what I should do. I persisted, saying, "Since we're already at your place,
let's grab a bite nearby. Are you afraid I'll sell you off?" Then I pretended to be a bad guy, and Anna
burst out laughing, her beauty blossoming like a flower in full bloom!

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

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

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 surged through me, and I was instantly filled with pride!

From then on, Anna voluntarily tutored me every day. With a beautiful girl by my side, I naturally studied extra hard,
living up to Anna's expectations. As for Anna's motorcycle, hehe, of course, I had someone steal it. Anna was
indignant about this for a long time, but it also gave me the opportunity to pick her up and drop her off at 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 it was all the news I
spread ! 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 spoke with Anna, and Anna tearfully
defended herself to the principal. The principal, helpless, could only tell Anna to be careful. Anna then suggested commuting to and
from work , but I refused. I comforted Anna, saying, "The more you act like this, the more it proves you're guilty, and that
will only hurt our relationship. We're completely innocent, what's 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 and closer to their climax, and everything was
developing according to my plan.

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

I asked Anna, "Did the principal call you again?" Anna nodded. I sighed and
said to Anna with a sense of guilt, "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." Saying 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 party was already in full swing, with people singing karaoke, drinking, and playing dice. Anna was clearly not used to
this environment, hiding behind me, still holding onto my hand. I turned on the light, and the room quieted down. Everyone
greeted , and I introduced Anna to them—my childhood friends and their girlfriends. Someone egged Anna on to call her
"sister-in-law," and Anna blushed, quickly waving her hand and saying no. Haha, the brothers understood, and the teasing intensified. After
the introductions , everyone continued having fun. Anna sat in a corner watching the revelry. 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, just champagne, like a soft drink, and she should try some. Anna brought it to her lips
and smelled it; it had a pleasant aroma. 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 , trying to make her happy. Before long, we'd finished the bottle of champagne, 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 person... Seeing that Anna was in a good mood, I pulled her to the dance
floor 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 dim lights and the sultry atmosphere made her look like a protruding woman. Anna was still swaying and groping
, and in the corners, some bold people had already started to grope her. Anna, stimulated by the alcohol, also started to sway
.

Dancing after drinking only has one consequence—a headache! Sure enough, after a while, Anna stumbled and fell
into my arms, her hands on my shoulders, her eyes glazed over. 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 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: "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 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 aroused my desire, and I stuck out my tongue and lightly licked it
. Anna let out a moan and immediately squeezed her legs tightly around me. 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, completely
abandoning usual reserve.

I knew all too well the importance of foreplay for a woman's first time, especially for Anna, whose awareness of the relationship was still clouded.
If the 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 . Anna's hips arched rhythmically, eliciting moans in response to my licking. I
took Anna's clitoris completely into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it while sucking with my lips. Under this stimulation, Anna stiffened, arching
her lower body and pressing my head down with both hands, as if trying to shove me inside her. Anna's cries became somewhat
hysterical . I pressed on, kneading Anna's breasts with both hands, my fingers rubbing and squeezing them roughly.
After a while, Anna groaned, and a gush of fluid, with a slightly astringent taste, flowed from her vagina, 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 up Anna, carried her into the bedroom, and gently placed her on the bed. Turning on the light,
Anna's perfect figure was on full display. Her messy hair obscured her beautiful face, which
was flushed. Her lips were slightly parted, and she was breathing heavily. Her disheveled top was flipped up, no longer concealing the boundless
allure . The marks of my rough handling remained on her fair breasts, and her pink nipples stood erect.
Looking at her lower body, neat pubic hair formed a circle around her genitals, while the sides of her labia were clean. Her pink labia
were slightly parted, and her vulva was still dripping with lubrication, the clear liquid covering her opening, making it exceptionally tempting.

I stripped off my own clothes; my lower body was already hard. I knelt on the bed, lifted Anna's legs
, and placed them on my thighs. I thrust closer, my lower body already touching Anna's vulva. My glans trembled with stimulation
. I guided my penis to Anna's entrance, rubbing it against her vulva, coating it with her vaginal fluid. I used the
head of my penis to pry open her vagina and press it against her opening.

Anna groaned, her hands instinctively covering her vulva, seemingly trying to prevent me from entering. I gently
pushed in and out, each light thrust eliciting a groan from Anna. Gradually, Anna became familiar with the rhythm, so
I took her hands and placed them on her breasts, teaching her to caress them herself.

Drunk, Anna unconsciously let me do as I pleased. Under my guidance, she began to rub her own
breasts . Perhaps feeling the stimulation, Anna gradually began to moan:

"Oh... um... um..."

I continued to rub against her vulva, gently pushing in and out. This
action was incredibly stimulating for my penis; her tight vulva constricted the head, warm and slippery. Although I couldn't penetrate,
it was exceptionally stimulating. I thought I couldn't delay any longer; if this continued, I wouldn't be able to hold back my ejaculation.

I thrust my penis into Anna's vagina again, this time pushing as far in as I could. Anna
felt , and she stopped rubbing her breasts. With a gasp, she pressed her hands tightly
against my hips. At this point, I couldn't be bothered with any pity. I removed Anna's hands, then held her
waist and thrust forward, pressing her waist down 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
surrounded by her tight vagina. The tightness of her vagina 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 small hands weakly pounded my legs, twisting
her body and screaming. Anna's disheveled hair couldn't hide her pained expression; her eyes were tightly shut, and she
hissed in pain.

I bent down to kiss Anna, but she kept turning her head away in the pain of losing her virginity. Unable to
succeed, I bent 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 . 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 moved my lower body. My penis, which had remained still inside Anna's vagina for so long, showed no signs of softening.
On the contrary, the stimulation from Anna's movements made it even harder. Every time I moved, Anna cried out in pain, clinging to me tightly
with her hands , 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 response. Because of the relaxation in her body, her vagina was no longer so tight.
I moved gently, and Anna moved her lower body in response. What a beauty, she even knew how to respond! 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, a drunk person can only make unconscious moans and groans, what a flaw! But it's okay,
there will be plenty of opportunities later!

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

I gently rubbed Anna's clitoris, stimulating her to produce more lubrication and
arousing her desire, making it easier for me to thrust!

Perhaps because of the alcohol, although Anna's vagina gave me incredibly pleasurable stimulation, I didn't feel the urge to ejaculate after penetration
. But I knew that if I indulged myself so freely on our first time, it would be detrimental to Anna.
It was excruciating, which wouldn't be good for my second attempt. 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, half her face
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 seductive as a cat's. After playing for a while, I still didn't
feel like ejaculating. 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..." With a soft moan, 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... 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...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 gave me greater stimulation. 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 :

"Ah...no...it hurts...ah...ah..."

This verbal pleas stimulated my desire, 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 the angle. Finally, when I thrust in again, Anna's body seemed to spasm and tense up
, and her moans changed from pain to pleasure.

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

Anna's cries gradually grew louder, each soft cry stimulating my senses, melodious and soft, like a song and 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 little hole 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 and tight buttocks slapped against my scrotum,
waves pleasure rushing up my spine. I was about to ejaculate!

I vigorously rubbed Anna's breasts, thrusting rapidly with my lower body. Anna clung tightly to the sheets, her disheveled
hair obscuring her face; all I could see was Anna's open mouth, moaning loudly, "Ah...ah...ah
...ah...no...ah..."

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, "Ah...ah...I want...I want...give me..."

I couldn't care less anymore. I gritted my teeth, tightened my anus, and relentlessly pounded Anna's buttocks.
Waves , stimulated my nerves. I had no choice but 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. Ah...with a
high-pitched , I ejaculated...my penis throbbed inside Anna's vagina, each throbbing releasing a
powerful stream of semen, shooting deep into Anna's vagina. Anna's body convulsed, each convulsion squeezing
my penis, causing me to ejaculate again—it was incredibly stimulating!

I lay half-reclined behind Anna, panting heavily, my penis still inside her. I was
savoring the thrill when Anna suddenly rolled over, her large, red eyes filled with resentment
as she looked at me: "You bad guy, you bullied me..."

OMG, when did Anna wake up?!

Teachers are always a complex, a childhood dream.

Actually, regarding teacher-student incest, I think the author could have written it more rustic, like a mother-son relationship, with the female lead having a more down-to-earth name like Biru instead of a foreign name like Anna. As for the plot, the author did a fairly thorough job; some authors go straight for sex scenes, which isn't ideal. It's not the best, but it's not the worst either; this story would still get a 6 out of 10 in the teacher-student incest genre. (Personal opinion)

Although it doesn't suit my taste, it's still much better than something I'm too lazy to write. Support the author, keep it up!
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A good erotic story is one that's close to reality; an erotic story with too much explicit content isn't a good one.

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