The teacher doesn't like me

I kept scrolling through WeChat and Momo, hoping to find some "good" friends from my hometown, but after searching all night, I couldn't find a single one. Disappointed, I masturbated a little and went to sleep. The first thing I did the next morning was check my phone to see if anyone had replied, but it was still empty. Disappointed, I opened my Moments, but a few photos caught my eye. Wasn't this my high school math teacher, whom I both loved and hated? I loved her because I wanted to sleep with her; you can't imagine a 34-year-old woman with a face and skin even better than a young girl's if you haven't seen it with your own eyes. I hated her because she was truly not a model teacher; those who know, know. Looking at her Moments, I realized she had taken her son to her grandmother's house, but I had just seen her husband post a Moments update with the school's location: "Looks like you're home alone tonight, teacher." "Because her husband is also a teacher at our high school, but he works in the administration office, and once he's on duty, he's there all day and night. I kept looking through the teacher's photos, trying to see if she had changed at all over the years. 'She's still the same as back then, without even a pimple, I really want to seduce her!' I kept masturbating while looking at the teacher's photos. But I stopped when I got to the last one. It was very close to my house, and I thought that since I was just sitting there anyway, I might as well go out for a walk and maybe I'd run into her, and then what would happen? Sure enough, just as I expected, I saw the teacher walking around with her son on the street as soon as I arrived. I pretended not to know her and walked past her with my head down, and I bumped into her. 'I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It's you, teacher? What a coincidence.' 'Ouch...you bumped into me. How come it's you, Hao? Where do you work?' The teacher pretended to be enthusiastic when she saw me, because I was the one she hated the most in high school. 'I work at a company, just getting by as a manager, that's all I can do for now! Your son has grown so much!'" "I said, and then patted his son's head. "As long as he doesn't harm society, that's fine, that's fine." "She was still as venomous as ever, constantly hurling insults at me, which only fueled my desire for revenge. I chatted with the teacher for a while longer, then we said goodbye, but I didn't leave; I secretly followed her, buying some nice things along the way. She didn't return from her mother-in-law's house until 5 PM, while her son stayed there—a golden opportunity for me. The journey was tense and exciting, but gradually, once we got home, it felt worthwhile. The teacher took out her keys, making a rustling sound, while I hid downstairs, listening intently. Then the door clicked open. I rushed upstairs, covered her mouth with one hand, and slammed the door shut, forcing her into the room. Just as I expected, she was alone. She struggled and resisted, but her small body was no match for me. I quickly tied her hands and feet, and to prevent her from screaming, I grabbed a piece of clothing and gagged her." The teacher continued to struggle even with my help, but her face turned terrified when she saw me come out of her kitchen with scissors. "Teacher, don't be afraid! Didn't you always look down on me? Today I'm here to prove you wrong!" I grinned lewdly, turned on my phone's recording function, put it aside, and walked towards the teacher with the scissors. "Teacher, you're so young! Your skin is still like this even in your thirties. Come, let me kiss you..." I touched the teacher's face, slowly moving to her chest, then kissed her repeatedly. So tender, almost like a girl in her twenties, her breasts were very firm. "Teacher, what do you think would happen if this video of you were posted at school?" I leered at the teacher. She shook her head frantically, making muffled noises. I unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her jade-like body, which I couldn't resist inhaling deeply. But unbuttoning her pants presented a problem; she was wearing jeans, and with her feet bound, I couldn't pull them off even with the zipper open. So I grabbed scissors and cut her pants to shreds. She struggled and was cut, bleeding. Seeing the bright red blood on her fair skin aroused my desire, and my penis hardened. I took out my phone and started recording around her, but she wouldn't cooperate and refused to show her face. Finally, I straddled her and pressed her head down to record. She started crying; now she was only wearing underwear and a bra. I remembered she had a burgundy bra in high school that often made me hard during class. She continued to struggle, her body moving erratically. I grabbed her ponytail and slapped her twice across the face. Then I flipped the teacher over, pressed her onto the bed, and pulled her waist up, thrusting my penis inside. But the feeling after penetration was completely different from what I had imagined; the teacher's vagina was already incredibly wet. There were even "plop! plop!" sounds with each thrust. The sound of "..." made me, who was initially afraid, become even more uninhibited. The teacher's resistance was only psychological; her body was still honest. This made things easier, since penetration would naturally lead to a straighter erection. At first, the teacher tried her best to remain silent, but she couldn't resist my young and strong penis. At the same time, I was venting my anger from school days with great force. Gradually, the teacher couldn't resist my rhythm anymore and let out waves of lewd sounds. "Mmm..." And since I had bought the pill while following the teacher, I wasn't worried about ejaculating suddenly. I saw that the teacher's body was no longer stiff and resisting, and gradually softened, her buttocks welcoming the continuous thrusts of my penis. I lay on the teacher's small body, and at the same time, I slowed down the speed of my thrusts. One hand went under the teacher's body and touched her breasts; the breasts of a woman in her thirties still had such elasticity. The other hand grabbed the teacher's ponytail and pulled it to one side, and I kept licking her ear. "Teacher, didn't you look down on me? Why did you give in to my big cock?" The teacher, shyly trying to bury her face in the bed, couldn't because I was holding her hair. Seeing her face flush, I got up and thrust in even harder. This time, she finally couldn't hold back and cried out. "Ah..." Then, I easily pulled her hair, making her lift her alluring buttocks. Her petite body had such a pert bottom, and my penis thrust against her secret garden, each thrust feeling like it was hitting her cervix. At the same time, my other hand kept slapping her buttocks, just like when she used to slap my hand. "Smack!" "Ah..." Each slap was accompanied by a moan from the teacher, and soon she couldn't resist and completely released her nature. "Ah... Hao... I... I want... I can't take it anymore... Give it to me... Ah..." "Teacher, you're done so quickly? I haven't gotten my revenge on you yet!" Seeing the teacher actively begging and pleading only fueled my lust. Already pent-up anger, coupled with the medication, intensified. Each thrust was harder than before, and the speed didn't slow down. The teacher, completely unleashing her natural sensuality, began to moan wildly. The usually stern teacher was surprisingly alluring in her moans. "Hao, stop... I... I can't take it anymore... Ahhhhh..." But I still couldn't ejaculate. The teacher continued to moan, but her juices increased. At first, it only flowed down her thighs, but now the bed was soaked with the fluid from her garden. "No... no... Ah!" "Ah!" "With a soft sigh, the teacher collapsed completely. Meanwhile, my penis, still thrusting in her garden, suddenly felt a torrent of water gushing from her. I instinctively pulled out, and the teacher collapsed onto the bed, her buttocks twitching uncontrollably. Water continued to gush from her garden, soaking the entire pink bed. I glanced down and realized two hours had passed; no wonder she was like this. Her buttocks continued to twitch, her eyes fixed on my large penis, biting her lip repeatedly. I felt the drug's effects wearing off, and looking at her, I felt an urge to ejaculate. I flipped her over, and she cooperated. As soon as I was on top of her, she guided my penis into her garden with her small hand. This time, however, I slowed down considerably, and looking into her delicate face, I couldn't resist kissing her. This time, she was very cooperative, her tongue playfully teasing my mouth, while she groaned softly as my penis continued to thrust inside. The teacher wrapped her legs around my waist, responding to my every move, while we rolled around on her damp bed. With the drug's effects worn off, I quickly ejaculated. A surge of heat shot through my penis, all of it landing on the teacher.Inside. The teacher, with a shy smile, bit my tongue and said, "Why did you ejaculate inside? You're so naughty." Then, the two of us, teacher and student, cuddled on the bed for a while before drifting off to sleep. [The End]

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