The teacher was actually a virgin.

I don't think so. Does it seem a bit chaotic? Actually, first impressions often come from chaos. Professor Wang's teaching level is average, so I only glanced at her breasts (because they're really big, so "visible from behind") when she was writing on the blackboard with her back to us. Of course, when she turned around, I took a closer look. However, several times, when my gaze moved from her breasts to her eyes, I realized she was looking at me with displeasure. At first, I didn't care, but when I suddenly remembered that she might make me fail advanced calculus, I decided to restrain myself. After a while, of course, I lost interest in looking. I heard that the economics professor is a beauty; the moment she entered the classroom, she attracted dozens of hungry eyes. Although I don't think she's beautiful, it's rare to have such a beautiful professor in an engineering university. Ms. He is 1.65 meters tall, 25 years old, with fair and rosy skin, a round face, bright eyes, and a very attractive small red mouth. Her voice is gentle (unlike Mr. Wang's somewhat high-pitched voice in calculus). Compared to Mr. Wang, she seems a bit plump, but much prettier, so I think she's voluptuous, although she only has round hips and no high breasts. In short, my first impression is that it's a pity she's a teacher, and I really want to possess her. I don't know how Ms. He's classes are, because I didn't attend any, only overheard a few sentences, and discovered that she really knows a lot about products. If someone marries her, it would be so great to take her shopping. For the economics exam, Ms. He cut her long hair and got a trendy hairstyle, but she lost her youthful and alluring feel. However, her white dress was very sexy, and because the fabric at the chest was thick, it was impossible to tell if she was wearing a bra. During the calculus exam, I kept my head down, afraid that Mr. Wang would recognize me. Summer vacation is approaching, and I finally failed my calculus exam. Helpless, I had no choice but to go see my calculus teacher, Ms. Wang, to see if there was any chance of a breakthrough, but I didn't hold out much hope. The teachers' dormitory at our school was in poor condition, a dilapidated two-story building that was dark and damp. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Ms. Wang's strange yet familiar gaze again. She clearly recognized me, but I still introduced myself, and then she invited me in. I then realized that the room was small, with two beds, apparently shared by two people. Perhaps to keep the room cool, the curtains were drawn, and a desk lamp was on. I explained my purpose and took the opportunity to look at Ms. Wang. She still had that same expression, but she was wearing a very cool, pajamas-like cotton top and pants. This kind of clothing didn't show off her long legs, but it made her hips more curvaceous and her breasts more full. Because her top and bra were light-colored, her dark nipples were faintly visible. She was wearing a pair of plastic slippers, and her snow-white feet were also very thin... If Ms. Wang hadn't told me that failing calculus was irreversible, I would have almost forgotten why I came there. I hadn't held out much hope for this, but I noticed her chest heaving violently towards the end, her breasts almost bursting out, her legs pressed tightly together, and her voice sounding slightly choked. A surge of heat rose within me, and my penis nearly became erect. I quickly stood up to leave to avoid embarrassment. Ms. Wang stood up at the same time, which unexpectedly brought us even closer. Looking into her eyes, I saw a strange mix of longing and something else. Her breasts were probably less than a centimeter away from me; I could feel the intermittent pressure of the air passing between us, or perhaps it was the sensation of her heaving breasts brushing against my sensitive skin. The warm atmosphere of the room had transformed into a strange scent—was it the scent of this woman before me? When she looked at me angrily, I realized that my right hand had somehow ended up on her waist. She didn't scold or resist, but my heart raced. Without thinking, I quickly wrapped my arms around her waist and pressed my lips to hers. Her weak hands seemed only to express that she wasn't a promiscuous woman and to uphold her dignity as a teacher; she merely gave a weak push before tightly gripping my shoulders, as if afraid of losing something. She opened her mouth, letting me savor her smooth tongue, then sucked my saliva and tongue into her mouth. My left hand stroked her back; it wasn't just bones as I had imagined, but a woman's softness. My right hand's movements on her buttocks changed from stroking to grasping and kneading. She didn't speak, knowing she could only utter "hmm" and "ah" sounds. Her breathing was rapid, her heaving breasts pressing against my chest. The feeling of holding her changed from refreshing to burning, the heat reaching my lower body, making my penis swell and press against her lower abdomen. I squeezed my right middle finger between her buttocks, rubbing the outer edge of her anus forcefully. She twisted her hips in response, rubbing my penis against her anus. When I forcefully pushed her pants into her anus, she let out a soft "hmm," her whole body trembling. I knew I should strike while the iron was hot. My left hand, while feeling her smooth skin, smoothly removed her top, while my right hand reached into her underwear. Her smooth and elastic buttocks made me want to grasp them all, but my hand probably couldn't even hold half of them. I could only knead and squeeze them back and forth. When I tried to move my right hand to the front, I encountered resistance, but I was prepared. I gently blew into her ear with the mouth that had been kissing her earlobe. I felt her tremble, as if she were suffocating, unable to resist. I finally grasped that mysterious, tender flesh of hers—slippery labia, soft pubic hair, alluring clitoris, trembling warmth. A blissful pleasure spread through my entire body from between my fingers. I let my fingers roam freely over her cherished secret place, my middle finger pressing between her labia minora, using my fingers to separate the four labia majora and minora from her thighs, slowly pressing and moving. Finally, I let my middle finger linger at the entrance of her vagina, gently rubbing it, while the base of my palm caressed her clitoris. I kissed her from her neck to her chest, then slipped my tongue into her cleavage, tasting the unknown area. My breathing was loud, but it couldn't drown out her moans: "...Mmm...Mmm...Mmm...Ah...Mmm..." Her vagina was heating up, and my middle finger was starting to get wet. Before she could even stand, she took off my shirt. I laid her flat on the bed, pulled off all her pants, and her wet pubic hair and vaginal fluid washed over my fingers. She closed her eyes tightly, enjoying everything that was happening now and what was about to happen. I ripped off her bra, revealing two snow-white, full breasts. Large, white, and firm, they stood tall in a hemispherical shape, their small, purplish-black areolas adorned with tiny, date-like nipples—an irresistible temptation. I pulled down my trousers, pressed my knee against her wet vulva, and continued to play with her clitoris. I freed my hands and plunged them between her breasts, burying my head in her cleavage, inhaling her scent, licking the base of her breasts. Her delicate breasts rubbed against my cheeks, my hands trembling as I grasped and kneaded her breasts. I kissed every part of her breasts, finally taking her right nipple into my mouth, my tongue swirling around the nipple, saliva wetting the areola. My right hand rubbed her left nipple, then I switched to the left, taking the now-hardened nipple into my mouth, then back to the right. I sucked on her nipples, gently biting the areolas, savoring these two strange things—the very things that had brought me here. "...Hmm...Ah...Ah...Hmm...Hmm...Ah...Hmm...Hmm..." Teacher Wang wanted to speak, but she could only utter these two sounds. However, the way she pulled off my underwear expressed what she wanted to say. Her soft hands grasped my already hard penis and pulled it towards her genitals. She must have wanted to understand my penis better. The usually serious Teacher Wang had become the lustful body beneath me. I knew I shouldn't keep this thirsty woman waiting any longer. Before leaving her plump breasts, I bit her nipple again and pinched the other one with my hand, as if trying to squeeze milk out of it. Perhaps I used my social media.The force increased slightly, "Ah..." she cried out in pain. It was my first time, so I wanted to know if her private area had been trampled on by someone else. So I slowly kissed from her cleavage to her navel, the small hole on her smooth abdomen filled with my saliva. I continued kissing down to her clitoris. Perhaps I hadn't conquered her yet, because her legs were closed, which neither of us could tolerate. I gently rubbed the upper part of her clitoris with my left index finger, feeling her tremble. My right hand started from the inside of her right thigh, caressing her vulva to the inside of her left thigh, and then back to the right. The smooth, moist skin filled my fingers with desire. As the frequency and intensity of her caresses and kneading increased, her fair thighs slowly parted, releasing a woman's scent. A gush of vaginal fluid flowed; it was clear her vagina and uterus were drooling with jealousy, her labia and clitoris yearning for more. Sparse pubic hair couldn't conceal her intimate area. Parting the slippery labia majora revealed rosy labia minora, and further inside, the moist vaginal opening appeared exceptionally tender. There, I saw the mysterious hymen. A surge of heat made my penis swell even thicker and larger. "Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..." Her thirst was unbearable; her hands reached for my penis again. But I wanted to proceed at my own pace, so I pressed her hands onto the bed, using my body to hold her breasts, letting her suckle with my tongue, then sucking her tongue in and savoring it. I moved to her side and kissed her earlobe, my glans rubbing back and forth between her clitoris and vaginal opening, occasionally striking her labia minora. She couldn't speak, her hands were immobilized, only choked sobs causing her breasts and genitals to vibrate, which excited me even more. After rubbing for a while, I stopped at the entrance of her vagina and saw the painful expression on Teacher Wang's face below, filled with desire. Before me was a young virgin, a university teacher. Overwhelmed by pride and lust, I thrust downwards forcefully, my glans breaking through her hymen and penetrating her narrow, lubricated vagina. Blood stained our joined parts. "Ah..." After a painful cry, Teacher Wang opened her eyes, tears welling in them. Although I was pressing down on her 1.68-meter frame, she seemed incredibly petite and endearing. So I released her hands and kissed her eyebrows, nose, and lips... As I pulled my penis upwards, she suddenly pressed her hand against my buttocks, as if afraid I would leave. How could I leave? Leaving this woman of desire at this moment would probably be worse than killing her. I pulled my penis upwards and then thrust it even deeper, half of it sinking inside. "Mmm..." After a blissful moan, she wrapped her arms around my back with relief, making me press tightly against her firm breasts. I stroked her cheeks and kissed her, and she returned my kisses. My penis, of course, couldn't stop. I slowly withdrew and then thrust deeply again. Her vagina was moist and warm, tightly enveloping my penis. The friction between the vaginal walls and my penis during thrusting made my penis itch slightly. When I withdrew, I pushed my body upward so that the exposed part of my penis could rub against her clitoris, and the pressure on her breasts was even stronger. Withdrawing and inserting, withdrawing and inserting again, each time my penis thrust deeper and harder. "Mmm...mmm...ah...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...ah...ah...mmm...mmm...ah..." Her moans encouraged me to thrust deeper into her vagina with even more force. She bent her knees and spread her legs wider so I could penetrate even deeper. I thrust hard, and the head of my penis hit another channel. With my 18-centimeter-long penis, I knew that was the cervix. So I thrust hard, inserting my entire penis into her vagina. The cervix enveloped the head of my penis, and an intense itch spread throughout my entire penis. "Ah..." Amidst the cries of pleasure, her forbidden territory, guarded for 26 years, welcomed its first visitor and was completely possessed by me. To relieve the itch, I began to wriggle on her vagina. Her breasts made me feel that there was still a distance between us, so I squeezed her breasts hard, feeling the stimulation there. Her moans grew louder and louder. I pinched her soft ribs with my hand. "Ah..." Another cry of pleasure escaped her lips, and she involuntarily twisted her hips, making my penis feel like it was rotating as well. Pleasure spread throughout my body, reaching her as well. Her hip movements excited us both. I began to squeeze her vagina, my penis thrusting inside her, but her moans seemed to fade. She raised her legs high, then tightly wrapped them around my waist, her arms gripping my back from behind. Her previously narrow vagina began to tighten, as if she were suffocating, her body only contracting and trembling. I knew she was approaching orgasm. The tight embrace made my penis incredibly hot; I felt myself about to ejaculate. But if I ejaculated now, her orgasm would quickly subside, which would be unfair to the woman who had brought me to such pleasure. So I continued to rhythmically squeeze her vagina. Although my penis moved with difficulty inside her, it continuously pushed her towards orgasm. This intense, intimate moment lasted for about ten minutes. Just before her orgasm subsided, I thrust my lower abdomen forward with all my might, my penis jerking out, and I ejaculated. "Ah..." The high-pitched scream fueled my climax, my penis thrusting repeatedly into her vagina and uterus, my semen continuously washing over my colony. "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..." As I ejaculated my last drop of semen, we both reached ecstasy. I lay on the bed, letting Teacher Wang lie on top of me, my penis still inside her. We were both drenched in sweat—no, perhaps drenched in semen and vaginal fluid. I pulled off her headdress, letting her long hair fall over her shoulders. The feeling of a woman with long hair was wonderful. I stroked her back and kneaded her buttocks through her long hair. Her eyes were slightly closed, her breathing shallow, a blissful smile on her lips, quietly enjoying the final caresses. Her body trembled, especially the beautiful, tender flesh gripping my penis, quivering against my lower abdomen as if sobbing. This was my first woman, Teacher Wang. I would make the most of your breasts, let your tender flesh experience unprecedented stimulation, and let your orgasms rise and rise. Ms. Wang's breathing calmed down. She opened her eyes, and the penis still inside her reminded her that this soft thing had just pierced her hymen, rubbed against her vagina, penetrated her uterus, filled her womb, occupied her entire reproductive system, and plucked the fruit she had nurtured for 26 years. Thinking of her own hungry moans and excited screams, Ms. Wang buried her blushing face in my arms. "You passed the test." Her voice was still high-pitched, but gentle. When I thrust hard and blood splattered from her vagina, I knew I had passed. I laid her flat, pulled out my penis, and let her vagina return to its original state so it wouldn't loosen prematurely. I stroked her breasts; they were very soft from our recent encounter, and her nipples were exceptionally tender. I couldn't resist touching those wonderful breasts. "Ms. Wang, did it feel good?" I asked softly. "Yes, it felt good," she said gently. "I want to know what a woman's body feels like during sex?" I continued to stroke her, helping her recover. She hugged me, her face flushed. "I felt so itchy down there, and I wanted to scratch it. When you touched my genitals, it felt like I was being electrocuted, my whole body went numb, it felt so good, and the itching stopped. I wished you would keep touching me like that forever, but then you sped up, touching and rubbing, and I felt so itchy inside my vagina. Before, it was just a tickle, but inside my vagina it was an unbearable itch. I wanted to find something to put in and rub to stop the itch, but you wouldn't put it in. I wanted to talk, but I couldn't say anything. When I was so itchy inside that I was about to lose consciousness, you finally put it in. Although it hurt a lot at first, it felt so good. When you pulled up, it got even itchier, and when you put it in again, it felt even better. That must be what pleasure is, right? Later, I couldn't tell if it was itching or pleasure anymore. I just wanted to hold you tightly so that I would feel even itchier and more pleasure. When you ejaculated, you were so strong. I felt like I was about to be split in two. You were thrusting so hard that I felt like I was going to die." Her voice became lewd. "Did you cry when I went in?" "Yes, I'm not casual. I thought I'd wait until our wedding night to do this. I cherish it, and I wasn't prepared at all when you went in. But I don't regret it. I used to think sex was great, but today I know how pleasurable it is. Being a woman is so wonderful. I wish I'd met you sooner." She seemed even more aroused, and I really wanted to go in again right away. "Did I look very lewd then?" "No, you looked beautiful." "You won't never come to me again, will you?" she said sweetly. Never come again? How could I bear to part with such a wonderful woman? "No, I'll come and pamper you often. Besides, I haven't said I'm leaving yet. After you recover, we'll do it again, and I'll make you feel even better." "Then you have to pamper me properly later," she said lewdly. "What do you call this kind of thing?" "It's called 'doing it'." "Doing it... ah... that word sounds so lewd!" Her voice was indeed very lewd. "I heard that people usually do it fast and hard, it's scary. Why don't you do it like that? But it feels so good to me." "Fast and slow, each has its own merits. I think that savoring it slowly allows us to fully experience the pleasure and reach the highest level of sex. But if it's always slow, it's hard to enjoy it all, and it gets boring after a while. So the way we make love should be...""There's a change. We'll give you a real shock later, okay?" "My lower part is already yours. You can do whatever you want with it, just thrust into me hard..." I stopped listening to her lewd words and prepared to fulfill my promise. I laid her flat, took her hand and kissed it, sucking on her slender fingers and caressing her jade arms. When my eyes fell on her vibrant breasts, I couldn't help but pounce on them, kissing, kneading, sucking, and biting. She smiled proudly, as if I had already been defeated by her jade breasts. This was unacceptable. I left her breasts, turned her over, and thought to myself: I'll make you beg me to penetrate your vagina later, let's see if you're still smiling! My lips moved from her smooth back to her buttocks and thighs. I turned her back over, grabbed her right leg and held it in my arms, rubbing her vagina with my knee. I began to savor her jade legs, kneading her slender and smooth legs, from her thighs to her calves, and then back to her thighs. I lifted her legs up, holding them tightly to my body, letting my chest and lower abdomen feel the softness and delicacy of her jade-like legs. My swollen penis touched the inside of her thighs, and I kissed her slender, white feet. The hard bones and delicate skin on them fueled my desire. As I kissed the soles of her feet, her legs suddenly pulled back, her smooth, jade-like legs roaming over my body, rubbing against my penis. I held her legs tightly to prevent them from slipping away, then licked the soles of her feet. Her legs struggled desperately, her smooth skin rubbing against my upper body and penis, and her clitoris rubbing against my knees with her body's twisting movements. "Ah...ah...ah...um...ah...um...um...ah...ah ah..." Her breasts swayed powerfully, and fluid flowed from her vagina. "It itches...it itches...no...no...um...don't do it anymore...um...um...ah...faster...faster, put it in...um...ah...it itches..." I don't know if it was her feet that were itchy or her vagina that was itchy, but in any case, she had already succumbed to my crotch. I spread her legs and thrust in forcefully. "Ah..." An incomparably pleasurable cry came from her heart, which also encouraged me to go deeper and deeper. Now I was already very skilled, I grabbed her legs at the bend and spread them apart in front of her chest, thrusting deeper and harder into her vagina with each stroke. The fluid that gushed out there wet our thighs, and her snow-white breasts bounced up and down with my movements. "Ah...ah...ah...um...um...um...ah um...ah...um..." The space inside her vagina was getting smaller and smaller, and she was beginning to climax, but I wanted to take her to an even higher level. I turned her over so she was lying on her side, and pushed one of her legs towards her chest. My penis kept rubbing against the inner walls of her vagina, and the glans was thrusting into her cervix. Her excited body was being pushed back and forth on the bed. "Ah...ah...ah...um ah...ah...ah ah..." She climaxed again, and I turned her over again, my penis swirling inside her vagina. "Ah...um...um...ah...ah..." I made her kneel in front of me with her back to me, grabbed her arms and pulled them back, so that her upper body was suspended in the air, so that I could thrust more forcefully. I used my legs to spread her legs wider, and her smooth buttocks on my lower abdomen aroused my fighting spirit. I thrust forward and pounded into her vagina. "Mmm...mmm...ah...mmm ah..." Her moans echoed in my ears, and she couldn't help but writhe her hips in front of me. Her long hair swayed back and forth with each powerful thrust, and her hot, tight vagina brought us both to orgasm. I pressed her down on the bed, making her buttocks stick out even higher. I lay on top of her, my hands reaching forward to tightly grasp her breasts. "Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah..." With screams, I thrust into her uterus, filling her body with streams of hot fluid. We embraced tightly, savoring the pleasure we had just experienced. Her trembling, wet body was intoxicating. Suddenly, the sound of the door opening startled us from our lingering warmth. I realized it was already evening. It was Professor He, the economics professor, who entered. She was startled at first, but quickly smiled calmly at Professor Wang. Professor Wang, seeing her reaction, naturally greeted her in return. My heartbeat returned to normal, and I greeted Professor He with composure. It turns out that Teacher He and Teacher Wang live together. I heard that although Teacher He is Han Chinese, he grew up in Xinjiang. I never expected that the people of Xinjiang would be so open-minded... [The End]

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