Mom's birthday present

My name is Huang Xiao. It sounds feminine, but I'm a boy, that's for sure.

I'm a sophomore in high school, attending the best school in the city. My grades are among the best, but I'm not
a bookworm. On the contrary, most people who see me and my grades think I cheated
.

At 16 years old, 1.8 meters tall and weighing 160 pounds, I don't look
like a high school student at all. My face still looks very young, and as for my looks, I'm not exaggerating, I'm handsome,
all to my beautiful mother.

My mother is only 38 this year. She gave birth to me at a young age, and with her excellent maintenance, she looks like she's only
in her early 30s. She also wears a little makeup, so whenever we go out, people often mistake her for my older sister.

My mom's name is Zhuang Yunyan. She was my high school English teacher and also my homeroom teacher
(which made me the class representative for English, and I have to eat with her every day, so I
can't go out and chat with my friends!). Every time I teach English, my best friends are always envious
and jealous.

By the way, my mom wears stockings to work every day, usually black pantyhose or flesh-colored,
and occasionally white ones. Wearing stockings makes her already slender and long legs look even more beautiful, making you
want to reach out and touch them... cough cough... what am I thinking? That's my mom!

My dad, Huang Yong, is a manager at a state-owned enterprise. He's not a high-ranking official, but he has a lot of social engagements and is often away on business trips
for , so my mom and I are often the only ones living in our big house.

Tonight is no different; my dad is away on another business trip, and I'm home alone waiting for my mom to come back.

Mom said there's a celebration party tonight because a few days ago, after the final exams,
a student from the next class (whom Mom also teaches) actually got first place in the provincial ten-school joint exam, so that student treated all the teachers
to dinner. But coincidentally, today is my 17th birthday. Mom wasn't planning to go, but
she went anyway out of politeness, saying she'd come back early to take me out.

I checked the time; it was already 7:30 PM. The dinner started at 7:00, so Mom should have already left,
right

? Feeling a bit hungry, I called Mom from the landline, but the phone was
off ! What the heck? Didn't she bring a power bank?

I hung up angrily. Oh well, I'll just have instant noodles.

This is truly the most memorable birthday I've ever had. Luckily, Mom brought her laptop back, so I went to
the study to play games with my friends.

I played a few matches, but I was unlucky and got crushed every time. I tried for ages but couldn't get my first win, so in a
fit of anger , I quit and went to bed. I checked the time—9:30. Why wasn't she back yet?
Couldn't she have gotten away? Ugh…

I drifted off to sleep, forgetting to cover myself with the blanket, and woke up with a cold the next day.

I got up, feeling dizzy and disoriented, and went out of my room. The bathroom light was on. I went over and heard someone taking a shower,
so I asked, "Is that Mom?"

"Ah! Yes, it's me." Mom's voice sounded flustered and tired, but I didn't pay attention.
My mind was a complete mess.

"When did you get back?"

"This morning… I'm sorry, I couldn't get away yesterday. I got drunk and slept at your teacher Wang's house for the
night."

Teacher Wang was our math teacher, a woman in her forties.

"My phone's off too, really..." I shook my head, drank a glass of water, and still felt unwell, so I went back to
my room to sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already 2 PM. A towel was on my head, and I was properly covered with a blanket;
it seemed Mom had done it for me. I felt much better; the fever must have gone down.

I opened the door and looked around. I found Mom sleeping too. She seemed quite drunk last night. Honestly,
if you can't drink, don't drink! Oh well, being a teacher isn't easy...

Hmm, today officially marks the start of summer vacation. I
'll hahaha... Thinking this, I slipped into the study to continue playing on the computer.

Mom didn't get up until 5 PM. When she woke up, her face still didn't look too good.
She didn't say anything when she saw me playing on the computer; maybe she felt guilty for standing me up yesterday? Wait, does that mean I
don't have to worry about her when I play on the computer anymore? Suddenly, this doesn't seem so bad! I love this birthday present!

After waking up, Mom took a shower and then went to the kitchen to cook. She made all my favorite dishes,
and didn't scold me for being a picky eater. Mmm, this is such a wonderful day!

Mom's phone rang once during dinner, but she glanced at it and hung up. I didn't pay much attention
because I had been playing for so long and still hadn't gotten my first win! I was completely focused on the game.

The next few days went by like this until about a week later, when Mom started to
discipline me. I felt like she had been a bit gloomy the past few days, but today she suddenly seemed to be in a better mood and made me
study every day. Hmm, I've been playing for so long and I'm getting a little tired of it, so I guess I should tone it down a bit.

"I have to go out for a bit and might be back late. There are leftovers in the fridge; just heat
them up in the microwave."

I turned around and saw my mother dressed formally—a blazer, skirt suit, and black stockings. She probably had something important to do
, so I nodded and said, "Okay.

" Then I heard the door close and the sound of high heels going downstairs. After waiting ten seconds, I
slipped into the study.

*Ahem, I'm not playing games; I'm doing something important!

* Thinking this, I skillfully typed in a website address, and a green webpage popped up.
Excitedly, I clicked on an option, found my target, and instantly became thrilled.

My favorite author updated!

*Ahem, I've already made it so clear; everyone understands, so I don't need to say it again. I'm still a minor
.

* This author is a big name on the forum; his articles are mostly long-form stories about students training married teachers
, and they look so real—it couldn't be more to my liking, because I...
There's such a mother! It's a pity I can't do it myself, so I just read similar articles and fantasize.

Wow, this author has started a new story again! Wow, is she still going to write that story about her beautiful mother being "trained" by her cousin
? But that story has been going on for so long, it should be finished by now. If she writes again, she can only write some erotica,
which isn't good. But please don't abandon it like this…

Thinking this, I've already clicked on the author's new story.

Wow, the opening descriptions are still so mouthwatering, and this time the female lead is an English
teacher! Holy crap, author, you really understand my taste! I'll give you a thumbs up!

The novel describes a story of a slacker training a beautiful teacher—no, it should be said that he's a fake slacker, because
this "slacker" actually has excellent English grades, but pretends to be bad at it to get close to his beautiful English
teacher.

Can you even do that?

The fake underachiever's name is Li Yi. That name sounds familiar, but never mind. Li Yi's English teacher is a stunningly beautiful
young woman, 35 years old but looking like she's in her early 20s. She often wears stockings to class, and her legs
are incredibly alluring. Of course, it's not that her face isn't attractive; even just looking at her face, she'd get an 8 out of 10!

Seeing this, I'm already aroused, because I've completely projected my image onto her. It's so realistic;
I'm completely excited.

Wait, don't misunderstand! I'm not some cuckold enthusiast; when I'm projecting my image onto her, I'm projecting myself
onto the male protagonist! So please call me an incest enthusiast. Ahem, you didn't hear anything? Stop, let's
continue.

Li Yi is a second-year high school student, but he transferred from another school. From the first day of school, he was determined
to get his hands on this stunning young woman.

Then he frequently went to chat with Ms. Zhang (the English teacher), saying that his other grades were excellent,
but his English just wasn't improving. Teacher Zhang analyzed his situation earnestly, telling him to listen and write more, but he
paid no attention, his eyes glued to the deep cleavage of Teacher Zhang's collar. He was caught once, and after that,
Teacher Zhang ignored him.

But of course, he wouldn't give up! He deliberately failed his English exams in the following tests, making it seem like he was taking the exams completely
different . It was hard to imagine someone who nearly got full marks in science failing English.
His homeroom teacher panicked and told him to get extra English tutoring, but of course, he refused—it was all for the sake of seducing
a young woman !

Then the story reaches its first turning point, cough, a turning point: Li Yi approached
Teacher tutoring for half an hour after school each day in her office, offering a substantial fee.
Teacher Zhang hesitated for a moment before agreeing, but didn't charge a fee. It seems she's a responsible English
teacher , though he's probably just walking into a trap.

After a few days of tutoring, Mr. Zhang had something to do that day, and the tutoring session started late.
Since the classroom was already locked, the two went to Mr. Zhang's dormitory for tutoring instead. Incidentally, my mother also has a dormitory room;
she sometimes goes there to rest when she's tired at noon, and I often take a nap there too. It was already
past six o'clock when they arrived at the dormitory. Mr. Zhang originally planned not to continue the tutoring, but Li Yi insisted, and Mr. Zhang couldn't refuse.

During the session, Mr. Zhang went to the toilet (the dormitory doesn't have private bathrooms; there's a shared one on each floor).
Then, Li Yi actually went and rummaged through Mr. Zhang's wardrobe, and started masturbating with Mr. Zhang's stockings! Wow, wasn't he
afraid of being discovered?

What happened next shocked me even more. Mr. Zhang returned, and Li Yi didn't stop at all;
instead, he pretended not to notice and continued masturbating with Mr. Zhang's stockings, until Mr. Zhang caught him red-handed.

Oh my god, isn't this a disaster?

Unsurprisingly, Mr. Zhang was furious and insisted on telling the school and having him expelled. Then Li Yi hugged
Teacher Zhang's leg and cried (while also taking advantage of the situation), saying that he had a strange sexual fetish and
was forced to transfer schools after it was discovered. He cried and cried until Teacher Zhang was completely flustered and
ended up comforting him, promising not to tell the school or discriminate against him, which finally calmed him down.

Since he was in this state, he couldn't make up for lost time. Li Yi cried and said he was practically ruined and
only Teacher Zhang could save him, then offered to take Teacher Zhang out to dinner, which she had no choice but to accept.

Oh, and here's an interesting part: Li Yi didn't pull up his pants; instead,
he kept rubbing his 20cm penis against Teacher Zhang's stockinged legs, so he didn't get hard. Before going to dinner,
he said he would feel terrible if he didn't release his pent-up desire, then took Teacher Zhang's stockings to the bathroom to continue masturbating.
When he came back, he returned the sticky stockings to Teacher Zhang, who, embarrassed, threw them away.

During dinner, Li Yi used his superb flirting skills to chat and laugh with Teacher Zhang,
learning everything about her family situation, such as that she had a son in his second year of high school at the same institution, and that her
husband was frequently away on business trips. Then Li Yi continued with his dramatic self-pity, describing himself as someone who felt drowsy all day without
masturbation and needed stockings to masturbate, spewing crude jokes that made Teacher Zhang
blush. However, under the influence of alcohol, she accepted this portrayal. When they parted, Li
Yi thanked her earnestly, making Teacher Zhang genuinely believe she had done a great deed, and she happily went home.

I couldn't help but sigh; Teacher Zhang was probably about to fall into his clutches.

Sure enough, during subsequent tutoring sessions, Li Yi would always say he needed to go to the restroom, then take a pair of stockings from his bag and
stuff them into his pocket, making no attempt to conceal it, which embarrassed Teacher Zhang. However, after a few times, she
got used to it . A few days later, since teachers were often in the office, Li Yi started asking to have extra lessons in the dormitory.
Teacher Zhang agreed without much thought, knowing he'd be in trouble if another teacher caught him masturbating.

After that, they had lessons in the dormitory every day. Li Yi openly took his stockings to the toilet to masturbate.
Two days later, Li Yi pretended he hadn't brought his stockings to school and asked Teacher Zhang for a pair before going to the toilet.

Teacher Zhang certainly wouldn't wear the stockings Li Yi had used, and it would be a waste to throw them away, so
she washed them and kept them for him to use next time. This gradually became a regular occurrence, and Li Yi always
used Teacher Zhang's stockings.

After some time, Li Yi started asking to use Zhang's stockings. Zhang was initially
startled and refused, but when Li Yi cried, she panicked and reluctantly took off her own stockings for him
. Seeing Li Yi smelling her freshly taken-off stockings in front of her, Zhang's face turned bright red.

But if this continued, she would soon run out of stockings. Helpless, Zhang had to wash and rewash them
before putting them on. Here, the text describes Li Yi feeling the time was ripe and preparing for his next move.

"Teacher Zhang, could you watch me masturbate? My exhibitionism is getting worse,"

Li Yi pleaded. Having already compromised countless times, Zhang agreed without much hesitation.

She was a mother herself; what was there to be ashamed of? He wasn't even ashamed of his own child…

Wow, Teacher Zhang, after all this, do you still treat him like a child?

Ms. Zhang, her face flushed, watched as Li Yi used her freshly removed stockings to encircle his 20cm-long
penis, stroking it in front of her. She thought to herself, "If only such a big penis could…" Then, caught off guard,
Ms. Zhang was sprayed in the face by Li Yi, who had been planning this all along.

Ms. Zhang threw a tantrum, but as usual, Li Yi's tears solved everything.

The story jumps to this point, the scene shifts, and another week has passed. Ms. Zhang has started
foot fetishizing Li Yi in the dormitory.

Fooled by Li Yi's explanation that "I won't use my hands, just my feet, you can just think of it as stepping on something dirty,"
Ms. used her beautiful feet, coveted by countless men, to satisfy Li Yi's desires.

At this point, Ms. Zhang seems to realize she's falling into an abyss, but Li Yi's
pleas , coupled with the fact that she's still some distance from infidelity, prevent her from leaving this abyss.

After nearly three weeks of gradual development, from a teacher-student relationship to foot fetish, everything seemed so natural.
This author is truly a master!

Then their relationship progressed further to leg fetish. During this time, even when Li Yi pinched Ms. Zhang's breasts,
she only scolded him playfully, without getting angry.

Just when I thought Li Yi was about to succeed, he suddenly pulled away, catching Ms. Zhang
off guard .

During the midterm exams, Li Yi performed as expected, achieving top marks in English, and then stopped receiving tutoring.

"Damn, does Li Yi even know how to play this game?!" I couldn't help but curse. If it were me, I would continue, and then
take it a step further until we slept together!

However, it turned out I was still too naive. Afterwards, Li Yi would occasionally go to Teacher Zhang to ask questions, then
hint that he couldn't hold back anymore. Teacher Zhang, already used to this, would take Li Yi to the dormitory and give him footjobs.
Once the middle of the day, while preparing for afternoon classes, Teacher Zhang couldn't resist Li Yi's pleas and took him to
the dormitory for a footjob.

I thought about it and realized that this on-call service was indeed more tempting than the daily routine. Damn, the author really knows how to play the game!

Then came the end of the semester, before summer vacation. Li Yi performed exceptionally well, achieving excellent grades, even
getting a perfect score in English. He then asked Teacher Zhang out to thank him properly, and Teacher Zhang agreed.

I raised an eyebrow. Hmm? Something's going to happen!

Just as I was about to read on, the phone suddenly rang. Holy crap, who is it? Such perfect timing!

The phone call was from my mom. She said she might be home very late tonight and told me to eat dinner and go to bed early. I
realized it was already past 5 a.m. I just gave a casual reply and didn't think much of it because I was completely absorbed in
the sequel to my story!

Sure enough, Li Yi had added a little aphrodisiac to the drink. Under the combined effects of alcohol and the drug, Ms. Zhang
was completely dizzy by the end of dinner. When Li Yi said he couldn't hold back anymore, Ms. Zhang thought they were still
in the dorm and almost took off her high heels to give him a footjob. Afterwards, Li Yi took her to the hotel
he had booked .

My penis had been erect for a while and hadn't gone soft. Now it was even more energetic. Wow,
it's finally coming!

The following is the original text (ps: there is no original text): I took Teacher Zhang to the hotel
room , and threw her, who was completely exhausted and almost collapsed on top of me, onto the bed. Teacher Zhang let out a
soft moan, which made me feel refreshed. I almost pounced on her, but the night was long, and there was no need to rush.

I said first, "Teacher Zhang, I'm so hard I'm about to explode. Can you help me?"

Teacher Zhang struggled to get up and knelt on the bed, looking at me with her
eyes I walked up to her, and my penis was at the same height as her nose.

"Teacher Zhang, can you help me take off my pants?" I said wickedly.

Without a second thought, Ms. Zhang, who had done this many times before, unbuckled my belt
and yanked down my pants. The heat of my erect penis, emanating from my underwear, filled her nose. I even playfully
poked her nose a couple of times with my penis; her coquettish expression was incredibly cute.

I pulled down my underwear too, then lifted my legs out of my pants and sat on the floor with my legs spread apart.
Ms. Zhang's face was flushed, but she remained seated on the edge of the bed, stretching out her beautiful legs and
clamping my large penis between her small , stocking-clad feet.

My penis twitched involuntarily. The drunken Ms. Zhang was incredibly adorable. She pressed one foot
down my penis, saying, "Don't move!" and began rubbing it up and down. Ah,
although I'd done this countless times before, it felt fucking amazing!

After a few thrusts, I was afraid I'd ejaculate too soon, so I wrapped my arms around her legs, buried my face between
her thighs , and inhaled her fragrance. She seemed a little dazed and asked, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to do it anymore?"

"Teacher Zhang, let's try something different." I patted her full buttocks. She gave me a playful glare
, but obediently turned around and lay on the bed like a dog, her legs pressed together, forming
a small triangle at the base of her thighs.

I was very satisfied with this result; the legendary "a pat on the butt and you know what to do" approach.

I held my large penis, first rubbing the tip against her inner thighs a few times. Stimulated,
my glans secreted some lubricating fluid. I spread this fluid evenly on her private parts. She
was already used to the preparations for leg sex, and simply twisted her hips slightly to make sure I spread it more evenly.

I patted her buttocks again; they felt amazing. I told her I was going to penetrate her, and she wiggled her buttocks
, saying she was ready. Then I thrust my big, hard penis between her legs. Ah, so tight!

I'd heard people say that only virgins could clamp their thighs together, and non-virgins couldn't—that was utter nonsense!
These thighs were perfect, both in terms of flesh and shape.

As before, I deliberately curved my penis slightly during thrusting, letting it glide over her
vulva . Each time it grazed, she would tremble slightly, then clamp her thighs even tighter. Hehe, she thought I hadn't noticed
. I poked, I poked.

After poking her vulva several times, she finally couldn't take it anymore and let out a soft moan.

I leaned down, pressing my chest tightly against her back. Women love this warm, enveloping
feeling, especially women like this who lack male affection, in their prime, with their husbands often away.

I reached my hands under her armpits and, through her clothes, cupped her perfectly shaped breasts, gently
kneading them. My lower body moved slowly and gently in and out of her, and I whispered in her ear, "Teacher Zhang, are you comfortable?

" The drunken Teacher Zhang seemed to have succumbed to desire. She murmured, "Comfortable."

"Where is it comfortable?"

"Mmm...mmm..."

"Is it here?" I squeezed her breasts harder.

"Mmm...ah mmm..."

"Or here?" I thrust into her honey pot.

"Ah...mmm ah...don't be so rough..."

"Then where is it? I won't move unless you tell me." With that, I stopped all movement.

Teacher Zhang squirmed anxiously. "It's comfortable everywhere, don't stop..."

"Do you want it to be even more comfortable?" I said in a seductive voice, and then continued to
move .

"Yes..." Teacher Zhang's voice was languid, like a kitten's.

"Let's change positions." Without a word, I flipped Ms. Zhang over, making her lie on her back on the bed.

Ms. Zhang was a little confused, wondering how this could be leg-to-leg sex. Hmph, did she think I was only satisfied with leg-to-leg sex
?

I spread Ms. Zhang's two beautiful legs in stockings into an "M" shape, then suddenly
kissed , covering it with my mouth and thrusting my tongue forcefully.

"Ah!" Ms. Zhang was startled, her legs clamping tightly together, but I held them back with my hands. "No, ah~"

Just a moment ago, I had found the location of her clitoris and started focusing my attack on that area.
Her scream turned into a soft moan.

"It's okay, Ms. Zhang, this, like leg-to-leg sex, doesn't count as real sex."

"Doesn't count? Hmm..."

"Yes, it doesn't count, so you can enjoy this pleasure without worry."

Ms. Zhang, drunk, was much easier to talk to than usual. Ahhh, I finally licked Ms. Zhang's vulva!
My dreamland, now separated from me only by stockings and panties!

I lifted Ms. Zhang's lower body, pressing her two stockinged legs against her shoulders, so she could
clearly see me licking her. Ms. Zhang seemed ashamed, closing her eyes and turning her head away.

I intensified my assault, using both hands and mouth. Ms. Zhang, who hadn't experienced sex in a long time, was about to climax
.

"Mmm...ah...I can't take it...stop...ah...ah...no...ah...ah!"

Ms. Zhang's whole body convulsed violently, large patches of fluid spreading along the stockings,
completely soaking the inside of her thighs.

After her climax, Ms. Zhang lay weakly on the bed, panting, her arms outstretched, as if her whole body had been emptied.

I secretly reached behind her, grabbed the edge of her stockings, and slowly
pulled , all the way down to her knees.

That long-untouched sacred land slowly came into view. Teacher Zhang's genitals
were hairless, with only a few fine downy hairs, looking smooth like a steamed bun. Her pink
labia were slightly parted from her recent orgasm, revealing her hard clitoris. Her entire inner thighs were
wet.

"Teacher Zhang, you're so wet," I couldn't help but exclaim.

"Ah! What are you doing!" Teacher Zhang seemed to have regained some clarity after her orgasm. She frantically tried to pull
her legs back, but how could she possibly match my strength? I easily grabbed both her legs with one hand.

"Teacher Zhang, I can't hold it in anymore, I want to penetrate you!" I feigned pain.

"No! I'm the teacher, you're the student, we can't..." Teacher Zhang still looked tense.
It seemed the dosage of the drug was a little low, but that made it more interesting.

"Then, Ms. Zhang, please help me get it out." I held up my huge penis in front of her. "No legs allowed!"

Ms. Zhang panicked a little and quickly agreed, but where else could she use her legs?

The huge penis so close to her stirred her heart. She hesitated for a moment, then actually opened her mouth and took the glans
in.

To be honest, I was also startled. I thought she would use her hands, but she went straight for her mouth. Hehe,
Ms. , you really do lose your IQ when you see a penis

, don't you? Ms. Zhang's oral skills weren't very good. She probably hadn't done it many times. She almost bit me several times. It seems I'll have to
train her properly in the future. But tonight, I'll just...

"Ms. Zhang, I'm even harder down there. I can't come out like this." I said with a sob in my voice. "I want to
put it !"

"No...we..." Ms. Zhang spat out my huge penis and said with difficulty.

"Just this once! I promise I won't bother you again! Please, Teacher Zhang! Just pretend it was a dream,
and let's both forget about it, okay?"

As I said this, I gently massaged her breasts. Her desire surged again, and she seemed to be
swayed by my words; she didn't refuse again.

I gently laid her down on the bed, then leaned over her, aiming my large penis at her hairless, white
vulva . Looking tenderly into her eyes, I gently nudged her clitoris while asking, "Is it okay,
Teacher Zhang?"

"Mmm..."

A barely audible sound escaped my lips. I felt all the heat rush to my genitals, and my penis grew even thicker.
Without hesitation, I slowly pushed forward.

Ms. Zhang was very nervous; she gripped my shoulders tightly, her nails digging into my flesh.

With a slight effort, the egg-sized glans had already entered Ms. Zhang's honeyed depths. Even with just the glans inside, I
felt an immense sense of difficulty moving forward.

"Mmm..." Ms. Zhang's lower body began to twitch, a small gush of warm fluid spurting out, drenching my glans—it felt
incredibly good.

"You're coming in..." I teased softly in her ear, and Ms. Zhang turned her face away shyly.

I continued to push, and it went in relatively smoothly, about halfway in, before encountering significant resistance. It seemed
the inside was entirely unexplored virgin territory.

"Mmm...so big...is it all...all in?" Ms. Zhang asked through gritted teeth, seemingly
never having .

I chuckled and thrust slightly, causing Ms. Zhang to tremble. "Only halfway in," she said.

"Mmm..." A hint of fear crossed Ms. Zhang's face as she felt the growing heat within her. Her previously
untouched sensitivity was being stretched open, her entire vagina seemingly taking on my shape.

"I can't go in any further." I pushed in twice, finding it too tight. Although two orgasms had provided
sufficient lubrication, it was still incredibly tight. The fact that her pantyhose wasn't completely off prevented her from
spreading her legs, making penetration even more difficult. However, I had already penetrated 15cm. Ms. Zhang
's shocked expression was quite amusing.

I slowly withdrew a little, then immediately thrust in again. Her vagina, which had just begun to recover, immediately took on my
shape again. Ms. Zhang's moans grew sweeter, almost heavenly.

I took my phone and snapped a picture of Ms. Zhang's beautiful face.

"Ah...don't take pictures!"

"I'm just keeping a souvenir, I'll use it when I masturbate later." I took two more
pictures of the joined parts, then switched my phone to camera mode and set it aside. I pulled out my large penis, reached down to pull off her pantyhose,
freeing Zhang's right leg, leaving the pantyhose and underwear hanging on her left leg. Not satisfied, I
pulled up the pantyhose on her left leg as well. Now, Zhang's leg was covered in stockings on one side, and bare on the other.

"Come on, take off your clothes, otherwise you won't have anything to wear when you go back tomorrow." I pulled Zhang up, helped
her take off her clothes and skirt and threw them aside, leaving her only in stockings.

Then I stripped myself naked, laid Zhang down, and pressed myself against her.

"Open your legs, or I can't get in." I patted Teacher Zhang's buttocks, and she obediently
spread . Satisfied, I gripped my large penis, aimed at her bare vulva, and thrust my hips forward, inserting the head of my penis.

I grabbed Teacher Zhang's knees with both hands and pushed them apart forcefully. Her vulva opened wide, the
labia holding the head of my penis stretched to their limit, tightly encircling my ridge.

"I'm coming!" I said, and with all my might, I thrust in, penetrating even deeper than before
. Teacher Zhang screamed, startling me into stopping immediately.

"No... be gentle, it hurts..." Teacher Zhang's eyes were filled with tears; she was clearly in pain.

Although I felt a pang of heartache, it made me feel like I had taken Teacher Zhang's virginity, which only fueled my excitement
.

I couldn't penetrate any further, so I decided to just go for it, slowly going deeper. I
pulled out a little, then pushed it back in, repeating this process, gradually increasing the speed until I was thrusting wildly.

"Mmm... mmm..." Teacher Zhang's mouth was slightly open, her eyes tightly closed, her legs wrapped tightly around
my waist, and her hands around my neck. I used my mouth to find her mouth, then stuck my tongue in to find her
sweet little tongue.

"Ugh... ugh..." Teacher Zhang tried to dodge twice, but after two hard thrusts, seeing she couldn't escape, she obediently
offered her tongue, and our tongues intertwined wildly. I became increasingly excited, my lower body thrusting faster and faster, and Teacher Zhang
quickly reached another orgasm.

Heaven knows why I didn't feel like ejaculating at all; I just wanted to subdue the woman beneath me and make her
mine!

After the climax, Ms. Zhang's lower body wasn't as difficult to penetrate as before. It seemed I had successfully
developed
her vagina. I tried to push deeper, but after only a little progress, I felt a soft mass of flesh—that must be her cervix.

Judging from this, Ms. Zhang's vagina was still about 10 cm deep; how could an ordinary person possibly
penetrate all the way in

? I rubbed Ms. Zhang's clitoris, and she seemed unable to bear it, having never
experienced anything She frantically twisted her slender waist, trying to throw me off.

I found this amusing, so I pushed my large penis in even harder, pressing it tightly against her
clitoris. Ms. Zhang shook her head wildly, almost going crazy, and immediately reached another climax!

Just then, I felt Ms. Zhang's clitoris twitch, so I pushed harder, and it actually went in…

Ms. Zhang's mouth opened even wider, but she couldn't make a sound. Her eyes were vacant; she almost fainted
!

The cervix was wrapped around my cervix, gently sucking and pulsating. Caught off guard, I ejaculated instantly
.

And so, inside Ms. Zhang's uterus, I released my first load of the day.

The hot semen was trapped inside her uterus by my glans. Ms. Zhang felt enveloped in warmth,
her body burning hot. She convulsed in pleasure, even her toes curling tightly together.

"Was that good, Ms. Zhang?" My penis, still hard after ejaculating, remained inside Ms. Zhang's
tight vagina.

"So good…" Ms. Zhang nestled in my arms like a kitten, enjoying my caresses.

"Let's continue, there's still a long night ahead…" I said, and began thrusting my large penis again.

"Mmm...

" After that, I ejaculated twice on the bed, once on the floor, once in the bathroom, and again on the bed. Finally,
around 2 a.m., I fell into a deep sleep holding Teacher Zhang, my big penis still inside her vagina, enjoying
the warm, tight feeling.

I woke up at 6 a.m., my big penis was erect again. Teacher Zhang was still asleep, so
I spread her legs and thrust myself inside.

The semen from last night's battle hadn't dried yet, and it was still incredibly lubricated, making it easy for me to penetrate
her.

After hundreds of thrusts, I noticed Ms. Zhang's eyelids twitch. Was she awake but pretending to be asleep?

I suddenly felt excited. It seemed Ms. Zhang wasn't angry with me, which meant things would be much easier from now on!
Thinking this, I couldn't help but speed up and ejaculated deep into her uterus. I could feel Ms. Zhang also
having an orgasm. Then I lay down beside her, pretending to be asleep.

A few minutes later, Ms. Zhang stirred and slowly sat up. She first tore off some paper and placed it
under her vulva, then stood up to let the semen flow out. However, she had ejaculated too much last night, and some of it had already
dried, so just letting it flow wasn't enough.

Ms. Zhang seemed to have noticed the problem too. After waiting a few minutes without the semen stopping, she gave up.
She found the underwear that had been thrown over there on the sofa, put on some tissues, then her skirt and clothes.
She threw the pantyhose in the trash can, and finally left without looking back, carrying her bag.

I got out of bed and looked around. The wet stains on the bed proved
what . I picked up the pantyhose from the trash can. The pantyhose, soaked with Ms. Zhang's semen, gave off a seductive fragrance.
I wrapped it in a bag, put it in my bag, and then got dressed and left.

In the afternoon, I called Ms. Zhang, but she didn't answer. I didn't know if she was sleeping or didn't want to answer.
I could only send her a WeChat message, saying that it was all my fault last night, that I couldn't control myself, etc.

It wasn't until evening that Ms. Zhang replied, saying that what's past is past, and to forget about it.

I readily agreed, but when I called her, she hung up. I called again, and she hung up again.

I decided to try again tomorrow; perhaps Ms. Zhang needed some peace and quiet.

After a week of this harassment, when I called again, Ms. Zhang answered with disgust,
saying, "Don't call me again!"

I cried and begged her for forgiveness, saying I hadn't been able to sleep or eat for days, and if
Ms. I would have to commit suicide.

Finally, Ms. Zhang agreed to forgive me, and I said I wanted to apologize in person, which she agreed to.

Then that afternoon, I went to her house, took out the video from last time, and said that I had been masturbating like this for the past few days, but I
still couldn't be satisfied. I said, "Ms. Zhang, if you don't help me, I'll have to die.

" What happened next was inevitable. Ms. Zhang obviously hadn't forgotten what happened last time, and I had sex with her in every
corner .

In her and her husband's bedroom, we did doggy style in front of their wedding photo; in her son's room, we did riding
style; on the desk in the study, the coffee table in the living room, in the bathtub in the bathroom, on the stove in the kitchen, on the dining
table , on the balcony, on the walls, on the floor—we left evidence of our intercourse in every corner of her house. Finally
, we returned to the master bedroom and ejaculated into her uterus in front of her husband's photo.

Today I invited her to my school dormitory and had her wear a suit and black stockings. I'll post pictures if I have the chance
; I'll post them if there are more than twenty comments.

The article ends here. It was posted at 9 AM this morning. I'm so thirsty from reading this. I checked and there
were exactly 20 replies, so I refreshed the page. Sure enough, the author posted two pictures on the 21st floor.

The first picture is a standing photo of a woman wearing a blazer, skirt, and black stockings. Her face is blurred,
but you can tell she's a beauty just by looking at her figure, especially her beautiful legs, which are comparable to my mother's. The second picture showed
a woman lying face down on the bed, her stockings torn, and a thick, long penis inserted into her vagina. Her vagina was indeed
very clean, without a single hair.

I couldn't resist and rushed to the bathroom to masturbate.

Afterwards, I replied, "Thanks for sharing, wishing you happiness."

Then I closed the webpage and went to eat.

Afterwards, I quickly finished my homework, played some games, and when it was 10 pm and
my mother still hadn't returned, I went to bed.

The next morning, my mother was already home, sleeping in bed. She must have been very tired coming home so late last night.
Seeing her clothes soaking in the bathroom, I had an idea and went to wash them for her. However, after washing them, I felt
something was missing (my mother usually washes her bras and panties while showering; she usually only leaves her outer garments, skirts,
and stockings in the basin). That's right, the stockings were gone.

I looked everywhere but couldn't find them. Strange, I clearly saw my mother wearing them yesterday!

I couldn't figure it out. Oh well, maybe it was broken and Mom lost it?

"Hmm? Up so early?" Mom's voice suddenly rang out, startling me. I turned around and saw Mom
coming out in her pajamas.

"Yeah, I made plans to go out with my classmates today." "

Oh right, you said you were leaving at seven, when are you coming back?" Mom asked.

"After lunch?" I said.

"Okay, go ahead, I need to do some spring cleaning anyway." Mom checked the time; it was almost seven,
and she urged me, "Hurry up."

"Tch, what can they do if I'm late?" I flexed my muscles, but still went out
. As I went downstairs, I saw a very familiar person brush past me. Was he from the next class? What was his name
… Lin Yi?

I quickly forgot about him, then went downstairs, got on my bicycle, and sped away.

It was supposed to be a class reunion, but there were only a few of us. Playing games at home was boring; internet cafes (especially shady
ones, of course) were much more fun. But during lunch, those bastards said they wanted to go home. Damn

, I guess I'll go home too. When I got home, Mom wasn't there. Wasn't she supposed to be doing a big clean?

I went to the balcony and suddenly saw two bodies colliding violently in the grove behind the complex! Holy
crap! Who the hell is having sex in broad daylight? So fucking intense!

My eyes widened, staring intently… Pshaw, two cats.

I instantly lost interest, sat down on the sofa, and holy crap, it's wet! I jumped up,
but it seemed like I stepped in a puddle, slipped, and fell headfirst.

"Where did this water come from… and it's sticky, juice?" I dipped my hand in it and smelled it…
This smell…

Suddenly, a series of chaotic clattering sounds came from Mom's room.

"What? Oh, she's home!" I rubbed my head, walked to my mother's room, and opened the door...

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