I will never know

I had sexual urges since elementary school, and these feelings grew stronger in high school. But I was a shy boy, didn't have a girlfriend, and always felt that the female classmates weren't sexy enough, so I could only secretly masturbate by reading erotic novels or looking at pictures of female celebrities in magazines, which was really unsatisfying. In

my second year of high school, an English teacher was transferred from another city. She was a top-level foreign language teacher, and it was said that our school's dean of students personally invited her to help improve our class's foreign language scores. Her husband was also the director of the teaching and research office of a middle school in another city. He was an honest man and had been a former subordinate of our school

's dean of students. This female teacher was named Liu Can. Although she was over thirty years old, she had never had children and was a standard beautiful young woman. She often wore appropriate suits, which accentuated her full breasts. The boys in our class often secretly used her as a target for masturbation, and I also fantasized about fucking her cunt hard from behind with my virgin penis.

One Friday afternoon, it was time for the last foreign language tutoring session, and Liu Can came to our literature classroom. She looked exceptionally radiant today (as if she had showered at noon), and she was dressed incredibly sexily: a white, semi-transparent silk blouse, over which she wore a light blue, shimmering, tight-fitting dress, yet it couldn't conceal her large, prominent breasts. She wore a black silk mini-skirt, the hem above her knees, with a slit on one side reaching her upper thigh. Her beautiful legs were encased in flesh-colored sheer stockings that reached her upper thighs, along with a pair of beautiful black high heels. Just thinking about it made my penis hard, and I desperately wanted to fuck her right then and there.

Time flew by, and before I could finish fantasizing, class was over. I stared at Liu Can's retreating figure, my penis throbbing unbearably. I decided to take epoch-making action today.

It was past six in the evening, and the autumn sky was tinged with the glow of sunset. The students and teachers had all gone home, but I noticed the desk lamp in Ms. Fang's office was still on. Liu Can must be grading assignments, because she usually lived alone and only went home once a month to reunite with her husband. So I deliberately took some English test questions to Liu Can's office.

The door was closed, and even the curtains were drawn, which was typical of Liu Can. Just as I mustered up the courage to knock, I heard a man and a woman talking quietly inside. I felt something was off, and luckily, one corner of the window wasn't closed. So I peeked through the crack.

Good heavens! I was shocked to see a man in his forties hugging Liu Can from behind, one hand pulling off her dress, the other reaching under the slit of her skirt. Damn it, that old man was the dean of students! My head spun. Just as I was about to rush in to save my teacher, I heard Liu Can's voice: "

Director, no, I have a husband." Her voice sounded very sweet. "Hehe, your husband isn't here, so as your superior, I should at least show some concern for you, beautiful lady, hehe." "The director threw the teacher's dress on the chair, and began to fondle her breasts through her silk blouse. With his other hand, he lifted her short skirt to her waist, revealing her snow-white, plump buttocks. '

No, no, someone will see!' The teacher didn't resist; instead, she cooperated by twisting her body. 'What are you afraid of? Everyone else has gone home for their weekend dinners.' The director knew you must be hungry, so he came to feed your pussy, hehe. 'Director, you're so mean, knowing my husband isn't here, you still bully me. Hehe. Even if your husband were here, I wouldn't be afraid. Your husband relies on me for support. Hehe, little beauty, if I hadn't gone to great lengths to transfer you here, how could I, the director, have warmed your pussy so easily?' '

Director, don't say anymore, I'm embarrassed.' The teacher continued to seduce. 'Hehe, little beauty, don't be embarrassed, look, look, your juices are already overflowing, and you're still embarrassed, you're such a little slut.'"

The director rubbed her more and more vigorously. The teacher's juices soaked her black, transparent, lace-trimmed panties, flowing down her thighs and wetting his hands. "

What a slut! You're usually so serious, I thought you'd be hard to get, but you're so obedient. Today, I'm going to 'reward' your cunt properly."

The director's animalistic nature was unleashed; he was nothing like his usual self. The teacher succumbed to his lewd power, becoming a complete whore.

The director turned the teacher around, carried her to the sofa, and made her lean against it. Then he quickly stripped off his clothes, revealing a long, black penis that sprang out—a full twenty centimeters long.

The teacher was startled. "Director, yours is so big and long!" Actually, the teacher didn't like black penises because it indicated the director had slept with many women, and it was both unsightly and unhygienic. "Yours... It's so big! My little sister is so small, how can she handle it? I haven't been with any other men yet." The teacher feigned innocence, covering her private parts with her hands. The director, hearing this, became even more excited, his large penis throbbing purple. "Don't be afraid, my beauty. Hehe, a big penis fucking a tender little cunt is what feels good! I can't believe you, this slut, have never been fucked by a man other than your husband. Today I'm going to fuck your cunt until you're completely turned on, you won't even have time to scream in pleasure."

With that, the director pressed down on the teacher's body, his hands naturally not idle, lifting her silk shirt while pulling down the crotch of her panties to one side of her thighs. The teacher's pink, dripping, wet cunt was fully exposed. Thanks to the director, I finally saw the tender cunt I had longed for but could never fuck for years—the teacher's slutty cunt. "

Oh, the pubic hair around your cunt is so neat and beautiful, do you groom it every day? Your clitoris is so pink, so tender, so well-maintained, you want to seduce men again, huh? Hehe, then let my big penis enjoy it first." The director's words became increasingly lewd.

"No! It hurts!" "Oh!" The director didn't care. His thick, hard penis mercilessly plunged into the teacher's private parts, all the way to the hilt. If it weren't for the overflowing lubrication in her vagina, she would have fainted from the pain. "

Damn, I can't believe your pussy is still so tight after all these years of being fucked by your husband. Hehe, it feels so good." "Your husband is such a wimp, he can't even handle his own wife's pussy. Tell me, is your husband really that bad?" "Hehe, if I had known, I should have been the one to deflower you before you two got married. I've been teaching my old subordinate how to fuck women all this time, cough. Luckily, it's not too late now, your pussy is still tender, tender and horny, hehe." The director didn't care about the teacher's life or death, thrusting forcefully, only seeking his own pleasure, and penetrating to the very end. "

Oh, oh, Director, I can't take it anymore, Director. My pussy is going to be torn apart by you, oh!" The teacher begged for mercy in pain. The director seemed to have a change of heart and stopped. "Now you know how powerful I am, much better than your weak, useless husband, right? Hehe, tell the director what we're doing." "Director, please spare me, I'm too embarrassed to say!" The director resumed his forceful thrusting. "Oh, the director is concerned about me." "Oh." "No." "Oh, the director is on top of me." "No, the director is still thrusting hard. Is the director making love with me?" "Making love? You filthy bitch, letting me do this behind your husband's back and still acting so polite, you slut, you should say, 'The director is using his big cock to fuck my little cunt, my cunt loves being fucked by men, I'm a big slut.'" The teacher completely abandoned her self-respect; since she'd already been fucked, one or ten were the same. "The director is using his big cock to fuck my little cunt, my cunt loves being fucked by men, I'm a big slut," the teacher responded.

The director's lust was completely satisfied. "Damn it, I've slept with plenty of women, even virgins, but nothing compares to your cunt. It's so tight, I'll loosen it, I'll fuck you to death. You stinking bitch, you big slut, you love being fucked so much. You cheap cunt, you rotten cunt, I'm going to fuck you to death, I'll fuck your tender cunt until it's calloused, so you'll be a slut again, so you'll buy sex again." The director thrust like a madman, and with a "whoosh," collapsed onto the teacher, countless drops of filthy semen flowing deep into her uterus. At this moment, the teacher was enduring more than just the director's pig-like body.

Afterwards, the director triumphantly tossed Liu Can three thousand yuan as a reward for the sexual encounter. The teacher, pressured by the director's power and loneliness, often had affairs with him. In subsequent encounters, the director wasn't as rough as the first time. In the evenings, their sounds of pleasure and intercourse could often be heard on campus, but only the director, Liu Can, and I could hear them.
A month later, the director went to Beijing for a year of national education training. Naturally, the task of accompanying the teacher in bed fell to me.

Two weeks after the director left for Beijing, on a Friday afternoon, I deliberately prepared some difficult English problems and went to Liu Can's office. However, Liu Can made excuses, saying that if I was free, I should come to her dormitory that evening. I was overjoyed; the opportunity had finally arrived.

I took a shower first, especially washing my penis thoroughly. I also bought a small bottle of Indian herbal oil from the pharmacy. It was my first time having sex with a woman, and I was afraid I'd be too impulsive. Besides, I couldn't lose to the experienced director; otherwise, I'd never get to fuck my teacher's tender pussy again. It was 6:30, and I rushed to my teacher's apartment.

The door was open, and she was sitting at her desk grading papers. I greeted her politely, closing the door behind me. "Oh, you're here. Come sit down," Liu Can said, gesturing for me to sit on the sofa. "Come sit here!" Liu Can patted the empty seat beside her, seemingly noticing my shyness. I

was so excited! It was the first time I'd been so close to the beautiful teacher I'd been longing for. She had short hair, the roots slightly sticking out. She wore a shimmering silver-gray silk blouse, thin and tightly wrapping her two large, alluring breasts. A silk bra, barely covering half her breasts, was clearly visible underneath. Below, she wore a matching short skirt of the same material. Sitting on the sofa, the skirt was extremely tight and short, the slit almost revealing her panty straps. Her beautiful legs were clad in light gray sheer stockings, and on her feet were silver-gray high heels—she looked like she was going out to meet someone.

"Teacher, are you leaving?" I panicked. Was my trip going to be ruined? "No, you're here. I can't wear my pajamas!" the teacher replied provocatively. My penis subtly hardened. "Teacher, you...you smell so good!" I immediately regretted saying that. "Really? Do you smell good, Teacher? Want to smell? Come closer?" The teacher's tone was sweet. I slowly moved closer to the teacher's body, enjoying the scent of a young woman, and seeing the rise and fall of her breasts. "Teacher, you're so beautiful," I said. I lost control a bit, my penis throbbing upwards. "You little rascal, always trying to please the teacher." "The teacher's old, nothing compares to your girlfriend." Saying this, she deliberately stroked her snow-white arms and full thighs. It was a very provocative gesture. Perhaps because we were too close, the teacher's fingers touched my penis. "Oh, you little devil!" the teacher exclaimed deliberately. I suddenly felt incredibly rude, my head spinning, and I hurriedly covered my penis with both hands. "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm so sorry." "Don't think like that, the teacher is very serious." The teacher pretended to be serious. "Teacher, I'm sorry, you're just so beautiful and sexy, whenever you and the head teacher are having sex, I..." I realized I'd let something slip.

"What?" The teacher suddenly became very nervous. "Did you see everything?" "Teacher, I didn't mean to, I won't tell anyone." Under the teacher's repeated questioning, I told her everything.

The teacher, being an experienced woman, knew how to handle things. Besides, dealing with an eighteen or nineteen-year-old high school student madly in love with her, silencing him wouldn't be difficult. She could simply sleep with him for a while; after all, she was an older woman enjoying a younger man's company—a sure win. "

Since you already know, I won't hide it from you anymore. I didn't want to do this; I had my reasons. This is a secret between us, you know. Since you love me so much, as long as you keep this secret, I'll agree to any condition." The teacher pleaded earnestly.

"Teacher, I swear to God, I will keep this secret." "Teacher, what do your underwear look like?" I began to move closer. "Want to see? If you want, come and get it yourself." The teacher slowly half-reclined on the sofa. I became less polite, squatting between the teacher's parted legs, one hand lifting her short skirt, the other caressing her beautiful legs encased in sheer stockings. This was the first time I'd been so close to a woman; the nervous yet exciting feeling was indescribable.

Finally, I saw the teacher's panties, exactly the style I'd been longing for (every time I saw those panties hanging on the teacher's clothes rack, they made my mind, no, made many men's minds wander): the front was a layer of sheer lace, the rest was made of pure white, shiny silk, smooth to the touch, and on the teacher, it looked both innocent and seductive. Through the panties, I began to rub the teacher's vulva, while my other hand moved upwards, slipping inside her shirt to caress her breasts. "

Oh, don't do that, it's so itchy!" The teacher twisted her body, cooperating with my movements. Soon, the teacher's juices soaked through the panties, making my fingers sticky. "Teacher, can I see your pussy? I'm pushing my luck." "You little pervert, isn't touching me enough?" I unceremoniously pulled the crotch of the panties to the side, revealing the teacher's vulva, glistening with love juice. "Teacher, you've shaved your pubic hair." "Teacher, your pussy is so pink." "It smells so good!" I started rambling incoherently. "It's all that perverted director's fault. He shaved all my pubic hair and then accused me of buying sex." "Teacher, can I lick your pussy? It's so tender and pink, so juicy and smells so good. It must taste delicious." "Teacher's little sister is for... you can't lick it. It's not clean there." "Don't call me teacher anymore, call me sister, okay?" "

Teacher's pussy has definitely never been licked. Those rough men only know how to brute force. How would they know the pleasure of appreciating jade and playing the flute?" So I decided to let the teacher experience unprecedented pleasure (this is something I learned from books!).

While licking the teacher's clitoris, I gently teased the teacher's tender hole with my fingers. I also rubbed her breasts lightly and heavily from time to time. "Oh, oh. It feels so good, oh, mmm, mmm, sister is going to die, hurry, hurry and come in, oh." The teacher's eyes were filled with lust. How could she resist my three-pronged attack? She cried and begged for the comfort of a big cock. Although I desperately wanted to poke my teacher's pussy right then and there, I silently licked her to completely conquer her. "Oh, oh, I can't take it anymore, I'm so itchy!" "Oh, don't torture me anymore, oh, fuck my pussy now, hurry, I'm going to lose it, lose it, oh, oh!"

Accompanied by a series of cries of extreme pleasure, a thick stream of vaginal fluid with a strong feminine scent gushed from the teacher's pussy. I blocked the flow with my mouth, not wanting to waste a single drop. "

Mmm, mmm, you little pervert, you're even better than an adult, you're licking me to death, so good!" I continued licking the nectar without stopping. I never imagined that I, a virgin, could bring a stunningly beautiful young woman to orgasm just with my mouth. "Wife, do you want more? My big cock is so hard, let it kiss your pussy too." "No, no, I just made you lose your virginity, and now you want more." "I'm done playing." The teacher said coquettishly.

I didn't care about anything else. I quickly stripped off my naked clothes, then took out the "magic oil" and sprayed it on my big cock a few times. I immediately felt numb, like it was made of iron. "Wow, you're so bad, using this. Your cock is so big and red, you're going to fuck me to death, my little hole." "I'm not coming anymore." Without saying a word, I lifted up the teacher's legs, first dipped the head of my penis in the teacher's vaginal fluid, and then thrust it into the teacher's tender hole. "

So tight." Although the teacher's cunt had been fucked by the director countless times, it still felt incredibly tight because she had never given birth. "Wife, your cunt is amazing, so tight and wet, no wonder the director never gets tired of fucking you." "Truly a 'top-quality cunt'." I also praised the teacher using the Japanese praise for a woman's "famous cunt" from the book. "Little husband, your cock is so big and hot, so full, it fills my little hole completely, hurry, hurry, 'fuck my cunt'." The teacher cried out.

Sometimes I thrust shallowly and then deeply, sometimes I rubbed left and right, making the teacher scream in agony. Oh, oh, I'm going to die. My little husband, you're so amazing, your cock is so powerful. Faster, faster, husband, fuck my pussy, fuck me to death. Pierce me. Oh, oh. Good husband, my pussy is going to be fucked to death by you, oh, oh, good husband, I'm going to lose it again. Oh, oh. Going to lose it, going to lose it again. Fuck me, fuck me, oh, oh. And I also uttered lewd words, wife, you're so beautiful, your breasts are so big, so sexy. Your pussy is so tender and tight, it feels so good to fuck. I'm so happy. I want your tits, I want your slutty pussy, I want your wet hole. Fuck you to death, fuck you, fuck you to death.

I tried five or six hundred times. Finally, I sent the teacher to heaven again, but due to the effect of the magic oil, I was still extremely powerful. For a wet hole like the teacher's, I could fuck three or five of hers at once without any problem. Then I thought of an even more exciting method: to open the teacher's anus.

I turned the exhausted teacher over, lifted her snow-white, plump buttocks, and then untied the two straps of her soaked, silvery-white silk panties, revealing her anus to me. "What a beautiful daisy!" I couldn't help but exclaim. "My good wife, let me play with your anus, okay?" "Husband, you're killing me! No more!" "Wife, your anus is so small and beautiful, it must have never been penetrated by a man before, right? Let your husband deflower you." The teacher weakly twisted her lower body, trying to break free, but the more she twisted, the more alluring her anus became, and my desire to fuck her grew stronger.

I pressed down hard on the teacher's buttocks, first lubricating her anus with the remaining love fluid from her vagina, and then, with the head of my penis against her anus, I gently thrust it in. "Wife, don't be afraid, I'll be gentle. The Japanese love to play with anuses, relax."

Even so, the teacher still writhed in pain, but unconsciously cooperated with my thrusting. "Teacher, your back passage is so tight, your anus so tender, even more comfortable than your vagina! Teacher, you're so good, letting me play with your pussy and even letting me pound your anus!" At this point, the teacher's pain had subsided. "Husband, you're so good at this! You're almost killing me! Hurry up, hurry up, hold me tight!" The teacher, like a prostitute, twisted her body and cried out in pleasure. It was time to sprint. I didn't care about the teacher anymore. I pressed my hands against her plump buttocks and thrust with all my might. "Teacher, you're so tight! Your anus is so tender! I feel so good! I want you, I want your cunt, I want your wet hole! I'll fuck you to death, fuck you, I'll pound you!" Suddenly, my ejaculation gate loosened, and like the Yellow River bursting its banks, a torrent of turbid semen surged into the teacher's anus, spraying all the way to her rectum for a full thirty seconds. With her last ounce of strength, the teacher lost her virginity for the third time. Exhausted, I lay on top of her, who was like a dead man, for a long, long time.

From that moment on, I became the third man in her life, and every weekend we would have a passionate, intense lovemaking session. A year later, the head of discipline returned, and I was admitted to a university in Shanghai. The head of discipline was still having an affair with Liu Can from the erotic Mayday, just like before, while Liu Can, under my tutelage for over a year, had become a sex expert, making the formidable head of discipline tremble with fear, and soon he was promoted.

Five years have passed now, and I still treasure the silver-white silk lace panties that Liu Can gave me back then. When I'm in a bad mood or have a strong sex drive, I often use them to masturbate. I wonder how Liu Can is doing now, is her vagina still tender, is she still being fucked?

After all, Liu Can was the first woman in my life, and the first woman I deflowered from behind.

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