Natural Disaster: The Beautiful Mother and the Adulterous Wife (1-5)

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Chapter 1: Arrival

"According to the Purple Mountain Observatory, there will be an unprecedented meteor shower around midnight tonight. Astronomy enthusiasts in coastal areas will be able to witness the spectacle."
I idly flipped through the TV channels, constantly changing channels, but I couldn't muster any interest in soap operas. After watching the news for a while, I went back to my room to read. I was lucky enough to be assigned to the famous Third Middle School in Xicheng City for high school entrance exams, and I was determined to get good grades so that my mother could be proud in front of relatives and neighbors.
The clock quietly struck 10 o'clock.
Why hadn't my mother come home yet? I glanced at my phone again, hesitated for a moment, and then dialed the number.
After a few busy tones, a female voice came through: "Hello?"
"Who is this?" Hearing the unfamiliar female voice, I looked at my phone. Yes, it was my mother's number.
"Who are you?" The female voice on the other end was arrogant and rude.
"Is my mom there? Please let her answer the phone." My concern for my mother overwhelmed everything, and I asked, holding back my anger.
"Are you her son? Wait a minute." The voice on the other end was still devoid of emotion.
After a while, a familiar voice came from the phone.
"Xiao Jie, you go to sleep first. Mom has to work overtime today and will be home late." I felt that my mother's voice on the phone sounded a little strange, as if she was breathing heavily.
"Okay, I know. Mom, you should rest early too." I didn't think much of it, hung up the phone, and continued reading.
I am 16 years old this year, born into a single-parent family, and have never seen my father since birth.
My mother, Cheng Yirou, is 35 years old this year. My mother was intelligent and charming from a young age, and almost skipped grades to finish her studies. Unfortunately, in college, she had an irresponsible boyfriend who got her pregnant and then refused to acknowledge her. At that time, relatives and friends all told her to abort the child, but the determined Yirou couldn't bear to give up the child and insisted on giving birth. Giving birth before graduation in those days made her a sensation on campus, forcing the school to take action. She was expelled without even a degree. Her family was ashamed of her, refusing to acknowledge her and cutting off her financial support.

Destitute after being expelled, she had to look for work. Beautiful and gentle, with a figure that wasn't voluptuous, she possessed a refined charm and quickly found a job as a receptionist. The salary was decent, and her position rose rapidly within a few years. She currently works as a secretary at a foreign trade company, assisting the boss with daily tasks. Because of her work, Cheng Yirou pays attention to her appearance and makeup, appearing very beautiful and charming—a quintessential office lady. Such a beautiful young woman, without a husband, has countless suitors. However, perhaps due to the trauma of her previous failed relationship, she remained unmoved by any of them. She seemed content with spending her life with her son.
When I was nine, my mother bought a house in the suburbs of Xicheng District. After ten years of hard work, my mother and I finally had a decent home. Because my mother was very busy with work and often worked overtime, I developed an independent personality from a young age and learned to cook and do laundry when I was five or six.

The next day, I was awakened by a strong smell. I opened my eyes and found that the sunlight seemed particularly strong this morning. The smell in the air was, how should I put it, like the smell of blankets being dried in the sun. According to the book, that's the smell of insects being roasted by the sun, but I hadn't dried any blankets today.
With doubt in my mind, I went out of my room and found that my mother's door was still closed. I knocked twice and called out, "Mom." There was no response. I turned the handle and found the room empty. It seemed that my mother hadn't come home last night.
I took out my phone to call, but then put it down. My mother probably fell asleep in the office because she worked too late last night. I shouldn't wake her.
After washing up and getting ready, I changed into my sneakers and started my daily morning run. Although I'm still young, I'm extremely self-disciplined. Morning runs and evening basketball are essential parts of my daily routine. On weekends, I often go to the gym with my mom. While other kids my age are engrossed in online games, I've already developed strong abs and am much stronger than them.
When I went outside, I found the smell in the air was even stronger, and the streets were riddled with potholes of varying depths. The potholes weren't large, but there were so many that the whole street was uneven. After my run, I rode my bike to school. When I arrived, I found my classmates gathered in small groups, chattering about last night's meteor shower.
Being much more mature than my peers, I didn't join in the fun and went to my desk. Unfortunately, my deskmate, Li Xin, is a gossip queen; no matter how much I tried to avoid asking, I couldn't stop his urge to ramble.
Li Xin was a typical chubby boy. Despite his young age, his weight had ballooned to 150 pounds. His father owned a factory in another city, and his family was quite wealthy. They lived in an upscale villa area in the city center. Although his family was well-off, he was the typical social butterfly, always ready to chat with anyone, regardless of who they were talking to. Unlike me, he could talk to every classmate. If it weren't for his weight, he would definitely be a master at picking up girls.
"Hey, Cheng Jie, do you know what? Last night's meteor shower was absolutely spectacular! In the latter half of the night, there were banging and crashing sounds everywhere, like hail. Many houses in the suburbs had their roofs smashed. I heard this meteor shower affected the entire Northern Hemisphere. The scale was terrifying! And some of the really big ones... I heard one really huge one hit Lianhua Square, as big as a truck, and it wrecked the square..."
The arrival of the Chinese teacher finally stopped the chubby boy's endless rant.

"Class is starting, everyone stop whispering. The government will handle the meteorite issue. Just focus on your studies and how to get into a good university; that's what you should be concerned about right now." This was a familiar, albeit somewhat cliché, statement. Any other teacher would have been met with boos, but this teacher was different. Because she was one of the few beautiful teachers at Xicheng No. 3
Middle School. Zhou Yijuan, female, 26 years old, was at the transition from girlhood to womanhood. The purity of youth combined with the allure of maturity was perfectly displayed on her. Every smile and gesture was captivating. A beige fitted pencil skirt and a professional blazer accentuated her high breasts and rounded hips, creating a perfect silhouette that would make anyone's eyes pop out. Beneath
the beige skirt were long, shapely legs clad in flesh-colored stockings. Although she was less than 1.6 meters tall, her legs were strikingly long, exuding the unique charm and elegance of an intellectual woman, yet also possessing a fresh and charming appeal.
　What was particularly striking was that the petite and delicate teacher, Ms. Yijuan, possessed disproportionately large breasts. Her ample, erect breasts seemed poised to burst through her white bra at any moment; only those who had touched them knew their weight. An elegant air emanated from her, radiating intellectual charm. Unlike the women around her who favored long, flowing hair, Ms. Yijuan always wore her hair neatly tied up, revealing her smooth, lovely forehead, which only enhanced her allure.
Crucially, Ms. Yijuan's skin was exceptionally fair; even without makeup, her face remained snow-white and radiant. Her beauty wasn't the kind of stunning, breathtaking beauty, but rather a gentle, approachable charm, the kind that instantly evoked a sense of warmth and friendliness.
The aura of this beautiful teacher undoubtedly won her the unanimous approval of her classmates, regardless of whether they agreed with her or not. Every boy eagerly expressed their support.
But there was one exception.
"Teacher, I think you're wrong. As the sage said, 'Concern for family matters, national affairs, and world affairs is the true nature of us students,'" I said, standing up seriously.
"You're so glib," Zhou Yijuan rolled her eyes at me, laughing and scolding.
"Even rolling your eyes is breathtakingly beautiful. Who do you think will be lucky enough to marry such a beautiful teacher in the future?" Lin Xin whispered, clicking her tongue in admiration.
I secretly felt smug; such a lucky person was sitting right next to me. Unbelievable, right?
Perhaps I was particularly drawn to this beautiful teacher. We bumped into each other on campus at the end of last semester, and I was deeply attracted to her. Later, by chance, we got to know each other better, and not long ago, I successfully kissed her and won her heart. The only regret was that I wasn't the only one who succeeded in winning her heart. Teacher Yijuan had a boyfriend in college, and her ex-boyfriend was the one who tasted her first love.
The bell rang just as class ended, and my phone rang. I saw it was my mother calling and quickly answered.
"Xiao Jie, I heard that meteorites were everywhere last night. Are you alright? Did you sleep well at home?" My mother's concern was evident in her words.
Why didn't you think of asking if your son was alright earlier? Were you that busy at work last night? I grumbled to myself. But I didn't want to upset my mother, so I quickly said, "I'm fine, Mom. I was reading at home last night, and went to sleep right after."
"That's good, that's good. Mom will go home early tonight, and don't play basketball too late, come home early too."
"Okay, Mom."
After a day of classes, I turned down my classmates' invitation to play basketball so I could go home early. I rode my bike straight home.
"Xiao Jie!"
Hearing that unique, clear voice, I tightened the handbrake on my bike and waited for Teacher Zhou Yijuan to ride up, and we rode side by side.
After riding for a while, seeing that no one was around, Teacher Yijuan pinched my arm hard.
"Are you trying to kill me? Have you gotten used to being a brat at home? Always so unruly!"
I cried out in pain as I dodged the pinch.
"No, I swear to the Party, I'm always Mom's good boy at home."
Teacher Yijuan laughed at my antics.
"You, a good girl? That's hilarious."
I looked at her speechlessly.
"Teacher, don't you believe me? I do all the laundry, cooking, and mopping at home."
"I don't believe it. Kids these days are treated like treasures. What parent lets their child do these things?"
"How about I come to my house today and treat you to some of my cooking?"
"Oh, I'm warning you, don't you dare try anything funny with me."
"Hmph!" Cheng Jie put on a haughty look and turned her head away, ignoring her.
"Alright, alright, I'll come try your cooking tonight."
Bingo, success! Cheng Jie was secretly pleased with herself. Trying to provoke someone is better than offering a free lunch. So what if she's a top student from a teachers' college? She still fell for it.
Opening the door, Cheng Jie found her mother's high heels already on the shoe rack. Her mother was back. Having not seen her mother for two days, I felt a little empty inside.
Just then, the bathroom door opened, and amidst the hazy steam, Mom emerged in her almost transparent white silk robe. Her snow-white body was faintly visible beneath, the ribbon cinching her waist perfectly accentuating her curves. Two buttons were undone at the front, revealing a glimpse of exquisite white skin at the neckline that was almost dizzying. The robe hem reached just to her knees, exposing her long, slender, white legs. Although she wasn't wearing stockings, her smooth, white skin was still incredibly alluring.
Although she was over thirty, Mom's skin remained delicate and supple, captivating the imagination. Her wet hair, only slightly dried, cascaded loosely over her shoulders. Her pretty face was flushed from the steam, making her look radiant and alluring. A hint of darkness shone in her large, watery eyes. Seeing her son return, the corners of her sexy lips curved slightly upward, her joy overflowing.
Seeing my mother for the first time filled me with joy, and I rushed into her arms. "Mom, you're back!"
My mother hugged my head tightly, pressing my face against the peak of her breast. She had just showered and was only wearing a nightgown. Through the thin silk nightgown, the softness and fullness of her breasts felt incredibly real. Although it wasn't the first time I'd truly felt my mother's softness, feeling the roundness and fullness of her firm breasts through the thin nightgown still thrilled me.
"Ahem," came the dry cough of Ms. Zhou Yijuan behind me.
I instantly snapped out of it and, after a while, pulled away from my mother's embrace. I introduced her, "Mom, this is Ms. Zhou."
A blush rose to my mother's face; she felt a little embarrassed to be hugging her son so intimately in front of strangers. I hurriedly said, "Hello, hello, I'm so sorry, I worked overtime all night yesterday and have been busy all day today. I'm exhausted. I took a shower as soon as I got home, please forgive me, teacher."
Teacher Yijuan was probably also surprised by my mother's beautiful face, and also noticed our embarrassment. She quickly extended her hand and said, "It's alright, I'm sorry to bother you. I just happened to have some free time today, so I came to make a home visit to understand the situation."
My mother held her hand, squeezed it lightly twice, and then pulled her to sit on the sofa, skillfully boiling water to make tea.
I watched them chatting together, went into the room to put down my books, and came out to say, "Mom, teacher, you two chat, I'll go make you some dishes."
"Xiaojie, Mom will go cook, you and the teacher sit here." My mother quickly stood up. Although her son usually cooks, she felt she had to show some respect since there were outsiders present. She didn't want outsiders to think that this parent was unreliable.
"Mom, you've had a long day, rest for a while. I'll go." I pressed my hands on my mother's smooth shoulders and forced her to sit down on the sofa.
"You're so lucky to have such a son," Zhou Yijuan teased with a smile.
"Oh, not at all. He's always so talkative and goes against me. You have no idea," my mother shook her head, looking at me with exasperation. *
You're just bragging. I pamper you at home every day, and you're still not satisfied.* I thought to myself. I ignored them and went to the kitchen to cook.
Diligence and laziness always coexist in this world. If someone in the family is diligent, someone else will naturally be lazy. Because I matured early, I took care of all the housework, leaving my mother with nothing to do when she got home. At first, she felt guilty, thinking she hadn't fulfilled her responsibilities as a mother. But over time, she got used to it and became even lazier. She practically lived a life where food was served to her and clothes were done for her.

Half an hour later, the food was on the table. I diligently served them both rice before sitting down to eat with them.
"It tastes pretty good," Zhou Yijuan said, nodding approvingly after tasting a few bites.
"I wasn't lying to you, was I?" Cheng Jie smiled smugly.
"Mmm." Yi Juan blushed slightly, suddenly feeling like a daughter-in-law meeting her mother-in-law. She lowered her head
while eating, giving a perfunctory "Mmm." "Teacher, if you like it, you can come over to eat every day.
" "Do I have to pay for meals?"
"No, no."
"Then I can come over every day to eat and drink for free?"
"How about you live at my house from now on, so you don't have to come over every day." I smiled slyly, knowing it was impossible, but I still casually mentioned it.
Sure enough, Teacher Yi Juan gave me a beautiful glare, then stopped talking and focused on her food.
Mom watched us two bantering with a smile. Her son was acting a little differently today; usually so mature for his age, he rarely joked like this with anyone except his mother. She couldn't help but scrutinize the teacher more closely. She
looked to be around twenty-five or twenty-six, with a delicate face lightly made up. Black-rimmed glasses gave her a scholarly air, and her smooth black hair was simply tied back. As a woman, her most striking features were her long legs beneath her professional short skirt and her large breasts, disproportionate to her petite frame. However, the neckline of her suit was completely closed, revealing no skin, indicating she was a rather conservative woman. She would be a perfect daughter-in-law, but unfortunately, the age difference between her and her son was too great; it was destined to be a dead end.

After dinner, the three chatted for a while longer before Zhou Yijuan said goodbye and left. I saw her to the door, and when no one was looking, Zhou Yijuan pinched my arm hard: "Behave yourself at home from now on, don't be all lovey-dovey."
"Ouch, that hurts." I rubbed my arm helplessly: "You're jealous of my mom too?"
"Hmph." Zhou Yijuan held her head high and walked away disdainfully.

As soon as she left, my mother revealed her true colors, lazily leaning against the sofa, her head resting on the armrest, her beautiful white legs crossed and swinging back and forth. With the movement of her two long white legs, her nightgown kept riding up, and when I returned to the living room after washing the dishes, I could already see her black lace panties under her nightgown, and those high mounds were enough to make one's mouth water. Perhaps because we had relied on each other since childhood, the mother and son had a very good relationship, and they could talk about almost anything. When there were no outsiders, my mother dressed very casually, which made me, who was gradually growing up, feel a little embarrassed.
I sighed helplessly, "Mom, you should at least pay attention to your image."
"There are no outsiders here, what image do I need to pay attention to?"
I sighed again, walked over, and pulled down the hem of her nightgown. I squeezed in next to her, managing to make room to sit. Mom didn't seem to mind, simply resting her legs on her son's thighs, shifting her position, and comfortably watching TV.
I also grabbed Mom's snow-white thighs and skillfully massaged and pounded them.
"Phew, that feels so good. My little Jie is the best. By the way, what's going on between you and Teacher Zhou?"
"Hey, you figured it out?" Unlike a boy caught red-handed, I, mature beyond my years, made no attempt to hide my preferences.
"Hmph, you think you can hide it from your mother? I can tell something's wrong just by looking at your eyes."
"So, Mom, do you think we have a chance?"
"No chance!" Mom curled her lip, saying disdainfully.
"Oh, Mom, can't you say something nice? Just make me happy."
"That's called shattering your unrealistic fantasies, so you don't do anything foolish. Okay, go get Mom a glass of water, I'm dying of thirst."
"Who's my mom, and who's my dad?"
"Dad, get your daughter a glass of water!" Yirou blinked her big, watery eyes, gave me a flirtatious wink, and gently shook my hand with her soft, white hands, pleading sweetly.
"No, no, no. I'm getting goosebumps, I'll get it."
When I came out with the water, I found Mom was already asleep. I knew Mom was exhausted from work, so I didn't disturb her. I went back to my room and got a thin floral-patterned air-conditioning blanket to cover her. I turned off the TV and went back to reading.
Around 10 pm, I remembered Mom and went back to the living room. She was still sleeping there. But her sleeping posture was rather unsightly; the blanket was on the floor, one leg was tucked in, and the other was sticking out onto the sofa. He gently nudged his mother and called her softly twice, but there was no response.
I crouched down and examined her delicate face closely. Her pretty face had slightly upturned, rosy lips. Her most captivating feature was her lips; unlike the lips of most women with defined features, their edges were blurred, but they were full and sensual, very similar to those of Satomi Ishihara. Whether she was pursing her lips or smiling, she exuded an extremely charming and sexy aura, making one want to immediately kiss her.
Perhaps she was dreaming of something unpleasant; in her sleep, her lips were tightly pursed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat seeped from her smooth forehead.
I couldn't resist gently kissing her lips, then rubbing my face against her fair cheek a few times. Then I reached under her neck and knees, lifted her up with a sudden movement, carried her to her room, gently opened the door with my foot, placed her on the bed, and covered her with the blanket.

The next morning, I woke up to find my mother still fast asleep, so I didn't disturb her. I made breakfast and went to school.
After finishing my morning classes and having just eaten, my phone beeped with a text message. I took out my phone and saw: "Honey, I don't have class this afternoon. Do you want to come over?" It was a text from Teacher Yijuan. I perked up and quickly replied: "Wife, wait for me."
After paying, I immediately hopped on my bike and rode to the Country Garden community.
Teacher Yijuan's family was quite well-off; her father was an engineer at a large military factory, and her mother was a sales manager at a foreign trade company. They were high-income earners, which was why they could afford this apartment in the community, which cost around 16,000 to 17,000 yuan per square meter. The door opened immediately after I rang the doorbell.
Perhaps because she didn't have classes, Ms. Yijuan had casually tied her hair in a ponytail and wore a simple t-shirt without a bra. As she opened the door, her large breasts swayed, especially her prominent nipples. She wore tight denim shorts that accentuated her round, pert buttocks, and her long, white legs shone with an irresistible allure, enough to make one's nose bleed.
Upon seeing me, Ms. Yijuan immediately pulled me inside, her red lips pressing against mine in a passionate kiss.
I wrapped my arms around her slender waist, closed the door with one hand, and swept her up in my arms. I easily made my way to her bedroom, tossed her onto the bed, and quickly stripped her naked. Ms. Yijuan's skin was smooth and delicate, her breasts round and large without sagging, her slender waist swaying like a willow in the wind. Her legs were slightly parted, revealing her rosy vulva beneath her pubic hair; it was already soaking wet, and her face betrayed her desire.
"Teacher, you're so horny, you're already wet."
"You're going to die, are you asking for a beating?" Teacher Yijuan lay on the bed, gently punching me with her small hand.
I didn't hold back, took off my clothes, pulled her onto my lap, one hand around her waist, the other guiding my penis to her entrance. After rubbing it a few times, it was covered in her juices, and I smoothly thrust it in.
As soon as my penis entered, Teacher Yijuan began to moan sensitively, involuntarily swaying her hips, using her vagina to rub against my penis to increase the pleasure. Her full, elastic buttocks rubbed against my legs. Teacher Yijuan's swaying technique was very skilled, so I didn't need to do anything, I could just enjoy it.
Holding Teacher Yijuan's slender waist, I stuck out my tongue and licked her nipples. The double stimulation made Teacher Yijuan moan and cry out in a frenzy, even pressing her breasts almost against my face. Surrounded by her two big breasts, I enjoyed it immensely! I forcefully spread her buttocks, my penis thrusting in and out of her vagina. After only a few thrusts, Teacher Yijuan was completely satisfied, panting heavily as she lay on top of me. Each powerful thrust elicited an uncontrollable high-pitched moan.
"Teacher, please keep your moans down! What if your parents hear us when they get back?"
"You little rascal, if they hear, that's fine! You'll have to take responsibility!" Teacher Yijuan said fiercely.
"That's not so bad. So many men at No. 3 Middle School want to have their way with you, hehe, I never thought I'd get the best deal!" I said with a grin, thrusting my hips hard into her.
"Oh...oh, you little rascal, I'm just too soft-hearted. I let you have your way back then, and now you're acting all innocent after getting what you deserve. Hmm..."
"Does Teacher like my penis?"
"Yes..."
"Do you want it to penetrate you every day?" My penis isn't long, only about twelve or thirteen centimeters, but the glans is incredibly large. When fully erect, it looks like a big duck egg. Every time I enter and exit Teacher Yijuan's vagina, it makes her tremble and moan incessantly.
"Yes...yes." Teacher Yijuan was rendered speechless by my penetration. Seeing how hard she was working, I slowly slowed down the pace. Unexpectedly, she wasn't satisfied and began to wiggle her hips, grinding against my shaft.
"Teacher, marry me after I graduate from university." I held her tightly, thrusting my hips in rhythm with hers while whispering in her ear.
"By the time you graduate, your teacher will be an old woman in her thirties. Will you still want me then?"
"No, look at my mom, she's in her thirties too, not old at all."
Teacher Yijuan suddenly stopped wriggling, turned my face towards her with both hands, and stared seriously into my eyes, saying, "Tell me honestly, last night when I saw you and your mom being so intimate, did you two already do 'that'?" "
What 'that'?" I didn't react for a moment and asked stupidly.
Her face turned red instantly, and she didn't dare to look into my eyes anymore, turning her head away and saying, "It's, it's like we did that..."
I then realized what she meant, grabbed her buttocks tightly with both hands, and thrust hard, making her eyes roll back. "Teacher, you're so lewd! Your face is covered in pornography. You even spout such obscene things like 'mother-son incest' so easily."
Teacher Yijuan barely caught her breath, glared at me, and started moving her hips up and down around my neck. "Oh, so comfortable. I only started thinking about it because I saw how beautiful your mother was yesterday. Also, I didn't say anything about mother-son incest, you said it yourself."
"Your mother is very beautiful too, I didn't think much of it."
"Hmph, you dare! If you dare to have any improper thoughts about my mother, I'll cut your thing off!" Hearing me say that, Teacher Yijuan seemed to realize something, paused for a moment, and then said fiercely. I had met her mother before. Although she was in her forties, she was still beautiful and charming because she took good care of herself and had naturally fair and delicate skin. Although mother-daughter romance is a common trope in online novels, I never even considered it. I was so enamored with this lovely woman before me; she was all I saw. No other woman ever crossed my mind. Before I met her, I would secretly masturbate in front of my sleeping mother, but after meeting her, my mind was completely focused on her. No other woman could attract me anymore. And every time I thought about leaving her to study far away after graduating high school, I felt an uncontrollable panic, an emptiness in my heart, and I even didn't want to go to school in another city.
"Teacher, I can tell my mom likes you a lot too. Why don't we get married after high school graduation? That way I can go to school in another city without worry."
"Dream on! Who said I wanted to marry you?" Although her face was full of happiness, she still couldn't hold back her words. "Besides, your mom is only a few years older than me. Just thinking about calling her 'Mom' in the future is just too awkward." Teacher Yijuan tensed up as she spoke, imagining herself calling Yirou, who was six years younger than her, "Mom"—the image was just too incongruous.
"What if I can't stand being alone and go to my mom one day if you don't marry me?" I whispered in her ear. To be honest, it's impossible not to be tempted by my incredibly beautiful mother, who always walks around the house dressed so sexily. Several times I've masturbated by her bedside while she's asleep, but I never have the guts to actually do it.
"You dare!" This time, not only did she threaten me, but Ms. Yijuan also pinched me hard.
A scream escaped my lips: "You won't marry me, and you won't even let me do that to my mom... That's so unreasonable!"
Ms. Yijuan quickly covered my mouth with her hand. "Are you trying to kill me? Shouting so loudly, if the neighbors hear, how will the teacher ever face anyone again?"
"Speaking of which, legally speaking, what we're doing should be considered teacher seducing a minor, which is a criminal offense.
" "Seducing my foot! It's clearly you, the student, who was being dishonest and hooked up with the teacher." "
Hehe, that sounds so exciting! How about we do it in the classroom sometime when no one's around?"
"You're going to die! You're getting more and more outrageous. Are all men this lecherous? I only knew you were honest before… I didn't expect you to be the same." Hearing about having sex with his lover in the classroom, I could feel Teacher Yijuan tremble, and her lower mouth felt even wetter.
Fantasizing about having sex with her in the classroom heightened my lust. I was no longer satisfied with this steady rhythm. I laid her flat on the bed, straddled her, and started thrusting my hips, pounding into her like a pile driver. After four or five hundred thrusts, she was limp on the bed like mud, unable to move. I also ejaculated a thick stream of semen into her vagina.
The clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, and we cuddled together tenderly. Teacher Yijuan pressed her face against my chest, her slender fingers tracing circles on my stomach: "Do you really think we have a future? I secretly sounded out them a few days ago, and my parents are clearly against me marrying someone so much younger. Have you asked your mother?"
"She didn't object, but she doesn't think we're a good match." I couldn't help but feel dejected.
Teacher Yijuan sat up, straddling me, her two large, snow-white breasts pressing against my chest, and said, "My mother is constantly arranging blind dates for me. Why don't I just find someone to marry and be your lover for life?"
"No, you belong to me, Teacher. I won't let any other man touch you." I hugged her delicate body, a fleeting image of her being pinned down by another man, writhing and submitting, flashing through my mind. My recently softened penis even showed signs of stirring. "
If all else fails, we can make it a fait accompli, and then bring your mother a grandson. She'll have no choice but to agree." I came up with another mischievous idea.
"That's a really good idea. I'll rent a place outside in a few days and stay away from home for a while, so my mom
won't make me go on blind dates every day. It's so annoying." "Hehe, that's great, then I can sneak over and have sex with her every day?"
"Who said I was going to let you have sex with me? You wish!" Teacher Yijuan rolled off me and covered herself up tightly with the blanket. But I wasn't going to let her go. I threw the blanket away and pounced on her again.
"Ah! Pervert, get away from me, you're raping me! Ah, how come you're hard again so quickly?"
I didn't dare tell her that I had suddenly gotten hard just thinking about her being fucked by other men. I silently spread her legs and thrust in, starting to fuck her hard.
"The pervert is coming, get ready to be fucked." I whispered to Teacher Yijuan's red lips, gently moving my thin lips away to kiss her earlobe. My expression was gentle, but my lower body kept thrusting in and out. Each time, my penis was completely withdrawn, only to be thrust back in to the hilt. Teacher Yijuan's delicate, tender vagina struggled to swallow and release my enormous glans.
"Ah... um... ah..." With each thrust, my large glans rubbed against Teacher Yijuan's sensitive vaginal opening, waves of pleasure washing over her, and a series of moans escaped her lips. Hearing her moans and cries, I thrust faster and faster.
In an instant, the room was filled with the sounds of violent flesh colliding and the woman
's increasingly loud moans. On the large black bed, Teacher Yijuan's buttocks were suspended in the air, her waist arched high, her eyes glazed, her hands unconsciously gripping the sheets tightly. Her tight, wet vagina held my penis firmly, as if countless tiny hands were massaging it from within, making me want to ejaculate after only a few thrusts.
Throughout the afternoon, I ejaculated several times, but immediately became hard again, constantly changing positions and thrusting deeper and harder into Teacher Yijuan's body, fucking her with insatiable hunger.
We did this all afternoon. As dusk fell, I took a shower, grabbed a warm, damp towel, and went to the bedside. Teacher Yijuan was fast asleep, a faint shadow under her closed eyes; she seemed utterly exhausted. I spread Teacher Yijuan's legs; her labia were red and swollen, and her vulva was a mess, a mixture of slippery, clear vaginal fluid and thick, white semen. I carefully cleaned her genitals, my movements gentle, as if handling a precious treasure. Afraid her parents would see her sleeping naked like this when they came home, I found some pajamas and helped her put them on. After everything was done, I closed the door and rode my bicycle home.
As soon as I got home, I received a call from my mother saying she had to work overtime again and wouldn't be able to come home tonight. I was used to her working overtime every few days. I made myself a simple meal, finished my homework, called Teacher Yijuan to say goodnight, and then went to sleep.

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