Falling in Love with the Male Teacher (Part 3)

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He probably thought I was ready. He wanted to try entering me. After yesterday's finger exploration, he was probably also unsure if I could accommodate his member... He was the first foreign/European man I'd ever seen in person. I don't know if he's an average size, but I can say this: I felt very frustrated in the following days, and even questioned my life choices. But that's why I decided to write this down; maybe it will be helpful to others. If your sizes aren't a perfect match either, I want to say, don't give up. Try more, practice more, and eventually it's all possible; you will succeed!!
He held his glans, sliding it against my labia majora and minora. I could tell he was excited too, even though the condom was on. His breathing grew heavier, and he thrust harder. I was thinking to myself, if he were my teacher, I'd let him do whatever he wanted. I'd even let him in without the condom :) I'd do anything for him, even anal sex, if he wanted. I'd never tried it and didn't really want to, but I'd give him whatever he wanted. I was infatuated, enjoying his stimulation while sweetly imagining giving him everything I had. Suddenly, I felt something was wrong down there. I cried out, my hips involuntarily arching, my legs arching over his shoulders. He wanted to force it all the way in! Now that I think about it, I just want to call him an idiot. How could he do something so stupid? He knew I needed to adjust to his size, yet he still forced it in! (Actually, even a gentle teacher like him has his own obsessions when it comes to desire. I've gradually come to understand that. He can be very domineering...sigh.) So, the current situation is that he only managed to insert a small part, not even the head of his penis was fully inside. This is what he reported to me later; my own body couldn't tell anything at the time. I just felt something very big trying to force its way in! Ugh, stop! I cried out because it hurt so much! I never thought this would happen! I was already very wet, and I had already orgasmed twice; I should have been fully prepared. Even if he was big, it shouldn't be this unbearable. At most, it would be like yesterday when he inserted two fingers into me—just uncomfortable. Later, I actually learned a bit about physiology. After a woman's orgasm, her vagina becomes engorged and swollen with blood. Penetration at that time, if the size is right, can feel quite comfortable because both partners will experience a feeling of fullness and tightness, potentially leading to another orgasm quickly. However, the problem is that my partner and I weren't quite in sync, yet he was already trying to penetrate so quickly. Furthermore, we both overlooked another detail: I orgasmed on my vulva, so my vulva was noticeably swollen, which felt like a barrier to vaginal penetration. Besides, I had never been penetrated vaginally before, and he hadn't even done any foreplay or lubrication. Those of you with some experience know that these two parts shouldn't be confused. For example, when I masturbate, because I'm sensitive, a few circles around my clitoris are enough to give me several orgasms. But I'm still a little unsatisfied, so I put my fingers inside my vagina. But I find it's not that bad inside; the outside is already incredibly wet, and if I go a little deeper, it's just slightly damp. I deliberately use some of the outside fluid to lubricate my vagina because I'm already really aroused and can't wait for my vagina to get that wet before I thrust. So, getting back to the point, we're now violating all the rules by acting recklessly.
He immediately backed out. This is one of the good things about my teacher; although he's stubborn, if I clearly express that I can't do something, he won't force me or pressure me. My ex wasn't like that. I apologize for always comparing them, because I've only been with two men. My ex liked to play the violent one. He once tied my hands and feet and inserted a vibrator into me. It didn't hurt, so I foolishly cooperated. But he liked to mentally belittle and even humiliate me, which was awful. He'd insert the vibrator, then untie me, then make me act like a maid serving him, kneeling on the ground, pressing my head down, and kissing his feet, then controlling me with the vibrator… basically, a whole bunch of perverted things. It was one of the reasons I couldn't stand it and broke up with him. Later, I realized I didn't actually have that deep affection for him; I was just with him to have a boyfriend, but he was so different from my fantasies… and he cheated on me… ugh. I lost my faith in men for years because of him. But my teacher taught me what it's like to truly love someone—to be willing to accept many things, with mutual respect. But that's all in the future. We did a lot of crazy things afterward.
He frowned. His lower body was still swollen. He knelt on the bed, looking somewhat deflated, but didn't say anything. My pain subsided, so I wasn't angry anymore. Instead, I started to feel apologetic. I even suddenly wanted my vagina to become larger and looser to better accommodate him. This desire might be similar to an extremely thin person wanting to gain weight, probably even less so. But that's how I felt then; I really wanted to satisfy him. So I got up and knelt in front of him. My clothes and skirt were still on; it was clear he had been eager, only pulling down my underwear. Seeing that he wasn't very passionate anymore, I awkwardly started taking off my own clothes to try and seduce him. It was incredibly embarrassing; I've never been confident about my breasts to begin with. Now I had to force myself to perform. My hair was covered in black freckles. The more insecure I felt, the more flustered I became, and it showed. So when I took off my top, the zipper caught my hair. I have long hair. I almost cried. Because I saw him sitting across from me, but he didn't seem inclined to help me with anything as usual. He just scratched the back of his head and said he was going to get a glass of water. I found that scratching his head gesture infuriating, because it was something he did when he was bored. I burst into tears as soon as he left the bedroom. I never imagined our first real attempt at being together would fail so miserably. And it seemed he wasn't very interested in me either, without desire driving him.
"Want some water?" He brought two cups into the room and handed one to me. I felt a little better. I took my clothes off, leaving me only in my bra. I felt embarrassed, so I silently put my clothes back on and drank the water. He didn't say a word throughout the whole process; he just gulped down some water. He was still completely naked. I secretly glanced at his genitals; the swelling had subsided, at least it was relatively normal. I didn't dare look any longer, afraid he would notice... Waaaaah, I still wanted to cry, but I held it in. Even the teacher didn't want to play with me anymore. Sigh. At this moment, I really didn't have any of the confidence and domineering aura I had when I first walked in. I even told him to go wash up and take me... "Crazy," I cursed myself inwardly. I had no confidence that he would rekindle our passion. But then he said, "Are you hungry? We can cook. I'm hungry." He always seemed to be able to rescue us from the awkward situation a little bit.
Then, we awkwardly cooked. Before that, while he was showering and getting dressed, I frantically searched for my underwear that he had just pulled off. To no avail. Luckily, I remembered I had spares in my bag. I sighed, wondering why I used them in a situation like this.
We ate at the dinner table. I'm not a talkative person to begin with, and after the whole farce, I felt completely uninterested in conversation or socializing. I just kept my head down and forced down some food. He didn't seem like the same person he is in class either; he's not very talkative in everyday life. Or maybe it's just that we couldn't connect, and I kept thinking about his conversation with the British girl... Now, in a fit of pique, I've decided to go home after I finish eating. I had thought things would be very different after today; at least I'd had a teacher, so it wouldn't be a wasted life. But now, things are definitely different. Back to the previous topic: Can I still be his student...?
我明天要早点去学校。他开始说话。我看了他一眼。点点头。正要说，那我吃完饭就回去。他却继续道：我明天开车去学校吧。这样你可以跟我一起去。但我六点半左右就要出发。我呆呆听着。一时回答不上来。他等了几秒，见我不开口。又用英文说了一遍。嗯。他跟我一般都用自己的语言。简单的生活用语我一般都能听懂了。哪国的就暂时不说了。算是保护我和他的隐私：) 嗯，六点半。我算是清醒了些，作出了一点反应。就把他最后几个词再重复一遍。六点半可以吗他完全停下吃饭，专注地看着我，想要个确定的答案。我被逼着也回看他。我点点头。表示可以。我们上课是九点。我爱迟到。这点他印象深刻。大概由此也推断我是个晚睡晚起的人。他判断得沒错。所以六点半就要出发这件事对我来说确实是违背自然规律的。但我开始有点欢欣，因为他让我晚上留下来。心情突然好了很多。于是开始努力聊天。
你为什么要这么早去
要准备这个学期的考试题。昨天沒有做完。
(脸红，因为昨天我在他那里待了一个多小时和他各种疯狂，看来耽误了他原本的计划)
他竟然还有点揶揄地点明：昨天不知道你会在我办公司待这么久。
我脸红得他也注意到了。
你知道吗，叶，你，外表和内心有时候。怎么说。你好像有很多种性格参杂在一起。
我低着头不知道要怎么回应。自己喜欢的人突然开始评论起自己来，好像被剥光了衣服一样。
那你呢我不知道哪里冒出来的勇气，开始反问他。因为反正他都谈得很彻底了。
我怎么(他说话总是不急不缓的样子，让我抓狂，什么都难不倒他。。)
我吸吸气，也让自己像他一样镇定。
你是什么性格你上课说很多话，你平时也说很多话吗
(我的天啊，这是什么说话方式，为什么总要争锋相对。。)
他笑笑。沒有说什么。
我都沒力气自责了，干脆不讲话。装作吃饭。
“平时想讲话也沒有人跟我讲。”但沒想到过了一阵他说出这样一句来。
我看着他。他也看着我。这一刻我觉得我和他心意是相通的。我们都有孤独的感受，都在寻找伴侣。
我咬咬嘴唇。放下刀叉。走到他旁边。还不忘擦了擦嘴。用袖口。让他不禁笑起来。我看着他。说：
m, (我很少直接叫他名字，但当时我叫了)，我可以问你一间事吗。
可以啊。
你约我是，是，你知道我们是学生和老师。。我。我们。。我半天表达不出来。问题很多，我都不知道从哪里开始又怕把话说死。
他于是接过话去：
我每天接触最多的就只有学生。上午上课，下午辅导作业。晚上有时还要挤时读你们的作文。看到的听到的想到的很多时候都是你们。你可能也不知道，学校的体制很独立，老师都是一个人独当一面，平时工作也很忙，见到的就是语言系这几个固定的老师和研究员。。你们基本也都认识。我，反正在工作的环境里沒有遇到，交往的对象。你是个成年的学生。法律上我们沒有违法。虽然你，呵呵，他笑笑。我用眼神质问他什么意思，把话说完。他说，你，有时候很需要照顾的样子。像还沒有成年。身体也。。他今天真是说话直接坦白呢。我懂他觉得我发育得勉强。昨天也给他摸过胸了，他知道我大致尺寸。我还沒来得及要对他这么直言做出反应。他又笑着说，我也沒想到会有学生喜欢我。所以我就说你真是一个奇特的人。看上去很害羞，尤其跟我说话的时候，你很多时候都不敢看我眼睛说话。但，你昨天，他嘆一口气，是笑着嘆气的，你昨天，真的让我很吃惊。我，我承认我很久都沒有，沒有约会了。所以昨天，他吸一口气，像在想昨天的情景，昨天让我觉得，原来我还有一点魅力，呵呵。(是有很大魅力好吗笨蛋。班上好多女生上课下课都只谈论你，偷偷去看你员工卡，想知道你生日之类的。。。。原来老师这么麻木的。。)说完他笑笑。当然老师和学生，伦理上是有点不太被人接受。“不过”，他双手抱头往后仰，看看天花板，又看看我，还是充满笑意地说，“你还有几个月就毕业了。而且你这么热情。我，不想错过。我们，互相不影响学习和工作吧，做到这一点，我觉得沒什么。你觉得呢”
那，我们，是，只是，就是。唉，那，我决定不要吞吐，像他那样直接：我们只是约炮还是可以做男女朋友
哈哈哈哈。他大笑。(有什么好笑)你说话倒是很直接。我撇撇嘴不回答。我只想听他答案。我当然是想不只睡睡觉这样简单。毕竟是已经爱上他。
哪知道他完全绕过这题，说：约炮我们也沒有做什么。他暗示刚才他都沒进得去。我听到很自然地给他一锤在他肩膀上，当然沒想打疼他，但他毫不遮掩地提起刚才失败的经歷让我无地自容呢，就想对他发脾气撒娇。是的，我就是小孩子脾气，哼。
他反应很快地握住我锤他的手，还沒停住笑意。接着说：那晚上再试一次
我顿时脸红。
他突然凑近我面颊，很低很温柔地说，你刚才来的时候说你还可以用嘴。
我脸更红。而且身体开始出汗。他离得好近，说这种挑逗的话，用很好听的声音。
但沒有要停的意思。所谓饱暖思淫欲。我看他现在是吃饱了。因为他一只手握着我拳头，另一只手就探进我裙底。
他说话时我就有点湿了。我知道。我对他沒有半点抵抗力，靠近他就会湿。他看我，跟我说话我都会不同程度地湿。尤其现在在比较私密暧昧的空间。刚才还有过高潮，身体本来习惯多次高潮的。本来就意犹未盡，现在他一挑逗，我也沒打算控制，来他这里就是让他随便要的。我就任随他摸着。他现在沒有我刚进门那么急，就隔着内裤在我下面揉。几秒我就湿嗒嗒了。我知道他就喜欢我变这样。因为昨天我们第一次亲密斯缠时，那种出水的程度我估计他这辈子都不会忘记。所以已经变成检验我够不够兴奋的标准了。果然是老师呢，做什么事都像在考试一样，要设置标准。。。我哼出声，他揉得我很舒服。他每揉一下，我下面都会发出声响，已经很滑很多粘液出来了，他还觉得不够。我不禁晕晕地想着，老师这个考试好难，每次都要湿到沒办法自控那种状态，蛮消耗精气神的。那是很顶点又欲求不得的状态，他故意不给我快速的刺激。
我有点站不住了。几乎带着哭腔在呻吟。就是很敏感嘛，虽然从他开始摸我到现在连一分钟都还沒有。
你真的很敏感，叶。他现在也发现了
我沒办法说话，只想被他插，让我快点解脱。可是刚才那个画面还在，不敢轻易试。我现在被他握住的拳头早就变成主动在握着他以支撑身体，另一只想要掌控他下面的手，让他好歹弄快一点，先让我来一次，就一次。不，要很多次啦，像我自己在家时那样。。。我眼神都飘散了，慾望完全把我支配，我现在一点都不拘束，完全控制不住地在叫。这个很明显让他兴奋起来，因为我又听到他鼻息加重的声音。我猜他那里一定又开始硬。。讨厌，什么时候才能被他成功要一次，我想要真正的阴道内的高潮啦，而且要他用自己的肉棒给我高潮。还想要一次不要套套的，直接射我里面那种。。我这样飞速地想着各种和他一起我很淫荡的画面，嘴里叫得停不下来，因为我马上就要到了。我握着他在我内裤上那只手使劲地很快地磨蹭。。。啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊啊。气都喘到快断掉了。我高潮了。就这样被他手隔着内裤弄。这样也可以，我自己都有点吃惊。真的现在这具身体这样好吗，有点敏感得过头了。。。我累得靠在他肩上，他还是用那只手，整个从阴部托住我的重量。
我缓了几秒钟，好一点了。因为头就靠在他头旁边。身高的关系。说实话我们如果不刻意对好位置，就沒办法脸靠得很近。。他有199，对，差一点就两米那样高。我163。我知道我比较矮小。所以总觉得有点亏欠他，现在都还这样觉得。
我想亲他。但刚吃过东西。我只敢在他脸颊上亲一下。他却抱过我头，微笑着看着我说，你刚才高潮了
嗯。我有一点点害羞。但还好。用手来这招我也和经歷了好多次了。
我刚才看了钟。你两分钟不到就高潮了。
Now I was really embarrassed. Every time he said something so explicit, it made me want it even more... My chest started heaving uncontrollably, and I almost moaned. I was both ashamed and wanted more.
After these two days, he's learned that I really am a gifted little slut. And my desires are astonishingly strong.
He suddenly started kissing me. He didn't care that we had just eaten and hadn't brushed our teeth yet; his big tongue just shoved into my mouth. I had a strong feeling that this was his way of "getting revenge" for not being able to put his big penis inside me earlier.
This was the first time we kissed with that faint, lingering taste of food. I was initially embarrassed, feeling dirty. But I could feel his passion. And like I said before, I could accept anything he did. So I calmed down and enjoyed it, like eating. I unconsciously started to treat his tongue like his impressively sized penis, teasing him with my vulgar oral skills... licking the tip of his tongue, like licking his glans, making him wet. Then moving further, licking the base of his tongue, like licking the root of his penis. But I noticed he was tickled, because he let out a slight laugh through his nose. Okay, let's try something else. I put my entire lips into his mouth. His mouth looked normal, not particularly large, but perhaps because it didn't seem out of proportion to him. But to me, it was enormous. I entered his mouth, using my tongue to press under his, curling both of our lips together with all my might, then rhythmically sucking, while my hands started rubbing his genitals...
(To be continued)

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