The female teacher's lustful moans

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I am a dance teacher, 29 years old this year, and have been married for 2 years. My husband works in sales and travels frequently. We don't have any plans to have children yet; we'll think about it when we're 30. We both want to enjoy life as a couple, and having a child would definitely be a hassle.
I'm not particularly beautiful, but I'm considered attractive. Being a dancer, I have a good figure and a unique charisma, which makes me very confident in a crowd. There
's a young man living upstairs from me, about 26 years old. His name is Xiao Lei. He has dark skin, looks very strong, and has captivating eyes—a handsome guy, like Hu Jun. We often pass each other in the hallway without ever saying hello, but my woman's intuition tells me he's always secretly watching me.
One day, my husband and I invited two neighbors over to play mahjong. Unfortunately, one of our players had to leave, leaving us feeling a bit down. The neighbor who stayed said, "Let me see if Xiao Lei from the 7th floor is coming over." I was delighted, as I had a good impression of him.

Soon after, he arrived. We introduced ourselves and continued playing. I kept glancing at him; our eyes kept meeting. He seemed reserved, even a little shy. That's how we became somewhat acquainted. Later, when we bumped into each other outside, he would always warmly call me "sister-in-law." I could always see a spark in his eyes, and I slowly began to want to see him, feeling like I was falling for him. I always felt that something was about to happen between us, and perhaps I was also hoping something would happen. Then one day, my husband went on a business trip, and on the way back from the train station after seeing him off, it happened.

It was early September, around 8 PM, when my husband left for his business trip. After seeing my husband off, I was waiting for the bus home at the bus stop. That day, I was wearing stretchy, thin cotton leggings that made my legs look long and straight, and a pink, tight-fitting cotton t-shirt that accentuated my full, firm breasts and my well-proportioned waist, showcasing my rather outstanding figure. As I was casually glancing in the direction of the oncoming bus, I heard someone call out "Sister-in-law" from behind. I turned around and saw Xiao Lei. He quickly asked, "Why are you home so late?" I said, "I went to see your brother off at the station; he's away on a business trip today." He smiled and said, "You two are so loving." I asked him, "You're home so late too?" He said, "I've been taking a foreign language class nearby recently, so I come home around this time every day." We chatted briefly. After a while, the bus arrived; at this time of night, there were many people taking the bus home.

We squeezed onto the bus together. As I boarded, I felt a pair of hands supporting my shoulders from behind. I knew it was his hands. I continued like that until I was on the bus. There were so many people on the bus that he must have had nowhere to put his hands, so he gently placed them on my shoulders. He was squeezing behind me. The bus slowly started moving, and as it stopped and started, I felt his penis pressing against my buttocks. He must have been stimulated by me, because his penis became erect. He seemed to be trying to back away, but he was pushed back again. He whispered "I'm sorry" in my ear. I felt my face burning, and I mumbled, "Oh, it's okay." Later, he gave up and simply stayed close to me. I was really at a loss, my body was getting hot. Slowly, I felt his hands gently stroking my shoulders, as if a faint electric current was transmitted from his hands to my whole body. My throat was dry. What should I do? I couldn't move. His thing was getting harder and harder, making my body go weak and powerless. I started to have second thoughts. I liked this guy. Finally, I leaned weakly against him, my breathing becoming uneven. He felt me leaning softly against him, different from before. He probably knew I was getting aroused, so his hand slowly slid down from my shoulder, stroking my arm until he grabbed my hand. My heart trembled. I was numb as he held my hand. Slowly, our hands rubbed against each other. His genitals were nestled between my buttocks, but he was very well-behaved and didn't move.

The stimulation made my genitals a little wet. At this moment, I felt my breasts swelling, wanting him to touch and squeeze them. When the bus stopped, passengers got on and off, leaving some space in the carriage. He slightly turned my body, and I knew he wanted me to face him. At that moment, I also wanted to face him. I turned around with him, and we were pressed face-to-face. He put one arm around my back, pressing my breasts tightly against his chest. Finally, the pressure on my breasts was released, and I pressed my breasts against his chest, wanting them to burst. His other arm was around my buttocks, and our genitals were pressed together. His hands gently and slowly caressed my back and buttocks. Our faces were close together, and his breathing became a little rapid. He lightly kissed my face with his lips. My genitals were starting to overflow. Oh my god. My genitals felt incredibly empty. I pressed my genitals tightly against his. Excitement spread throughout my body, and I felt a slight spasm. I didn't want to think about anything, just experiencing this unprecedented dizziness. This embrace lasted for almost 15 minutes during the bus ride. After we got off the bus together, we walked home, both feeling awkward and barely speaking. I felt dizzy, like my body was on fire, ready to burst into flames at any moment. Why did the bus ride end so quickly? We soon arrived at our building. I went upstairs first, and when I reached my door, I looked back at him. He smiled and nodded, a kind of goodbye.

Back home, I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. My mind kept replaying that scene with him on the bus. Lying in bed alone now was truly unbearable.
The next day at work, I was distracted. I was bored at home that evening. After dinner, I watched TV, and when I looked at the clock on the wall, it was 8 o'clock. I thought he was probably on his way home now. It would be nice to ride the bus with him one more time. I suddenly decided that I absolutely had to wait for him the next day and ride the bus together.

On the third day, I went home from work early, ate dinner early, and then deliberately dressed up. I applied a little makeup and found a dark red, knee-length business suit that I don't wear often but that I felt was the sexiest and most alluring. Underneath, I wore a semi-transparent white silk blouse, and the slightly narrow skirt was covered by ultra-thin, flesh-colored sheer stockings that made my legs look exceptionally delicate and gave off a sexy sheen. On my feet were a pair of elegant black open-toe high-heeled sandals, and my hair was styled in a bun, like a young woman's updo. The red dress against my fair skin made me look exceptionally beautiful. Looking at myself in the mirror, I was truly captivating. What was I doing? How could I do this? My reason began to cloud my judgment. Ultimately, reason triumphed over desire. I left home around 7 PM and arrived at the bus stop before 8 PM. I waited there for Xiao Lei to reignite my passion.

Around 8 PM, I saw Xiao Lei walking towards the bus stop. My heart started pounding. Xiao Lei saw me too, and I saw the surprise on his face. After we greeted each other, I didn't know what to say. Luckily, Xiao Lei started telling me about their foreign teacher's classes. A while later, the bus arrived, and I slowly walked ahead to board. He was still behind me, supporting my shoulder as we pushed our way into the carriage. Today, we stood side-by-side, both looking out the window. He didn't make any move, and I felt a little disappointed. A moment later, he took my hand, and I felt a warm current flow through me. As passengers got on and off, the jostling and pushing turned our side-by-side position into face-to-face contact. He then unceremoniously pulled me into his arms. I was incredibly excited. His erection pressed against me, and he became a little more audacious, slowly moving his hips, rubbing against my genitals, making me feel incredibly empty down there. One hand tightly held my hips against him, while the other slowly lifted slightly... My skirt brushed against my thighs clad in sheer stockings, and his hand moved closer to my sheer panties. My body trembled, and I suppressed a moan, pressing myself even tighter into his arms. I lifted my head, my face pressed against his, his breath on my ear, so sensual. He occasionally shifted his head to the other side of my face, his lips brushing against mine. He wanted to kiss me, but because of the crowd, he hesitated, afraid of upsetting me. His actions fueled my own desire to kiss him. My lips were dry; I longed for his kiss, but he didn't. We cuddled like a couple the whole way. Today, I experienced the thrill of passion once again. He whispered in my ear, "Brother Wang, when are you coming back from your business trip?"

I said the earliest would be next Monday. I felt he was testing me, so I didn't say much more. Soon the train arrived at the station, and we entered the building. Suddenly, he turned me around from behind and hugged me, kissing me with his lips. I was both surprised and scared, afraid the neighbors would see. I tried to avoid his lips, but he grabbed my head like a madman, leaving my lips nowhere to escape. When his lips touched mine, my whole body felt like it was melting. At that moment, I didn't care about anything else and kissed him passionately, just for a short while. He finally let go of me, but our passion hadn't died down. In fact, it was getting stronger and stronger. But we were already home, and I had no choice but to walk into the house with an empty feeling.

I closed the door and had just taken off my coat when the doorbell rang. I looked through the peephole and saw it was him. My heart almost jumped out of my chest. I hesitated for a moment before opening the door. He quickly came in and closed the door, looking at me with his captivating eyes, and said, "Sister-in-law, I've liked you for a long time." I stood there dumbfounded, when he suddenly pulled me into his arms. His large hands roamed over my soft body, and his warm lips kissed my face. He searched for my lips, and I breathed heavily, wrapping my arms around his waist. I tilted my head back and was kissed squarely. My soft, wet lips parted slightly, sucking on his tongue as he reached out. My whole body clung to him, and my small feet, clad in sheer stockings, curled up forcefully. He unhooked my bra from behind, through my semi-transparent white shirt. Suddenly, he turned me over and hugged me from behind, pushing aside my bra through the shirt and caressing my breasts. My breasts bounced under the thin silk shirt, feeling the intense stimulation from his hands. My legs, clad in sheer stockings, trembled under my tight skirt. I swayed my hips, rubbing my genitals against his. He kissed from my ear down to my neck, one hand gently caressing my stockinged leg. I closed my eyes, feeling the tenderness beneath my skirt. He whispered in my ear, "Sister-in-law, you're so beautiful. I've liked you since the first day I saw you. I wanted to talk to you, to be with you. Today feels like a dream."

I was truly going crazy. Without hesitation, I replied, "Me too, Xiao Lei, I like you." He slowly pulled my skirt up to my waist, caressing my thighs through my stockings, his touch moving towards my genitals. I moaned and slightly parted my legs, allowing him to better caress my genitals. My genitals needed his caresses most now. He was so young, yet so skilled at flirting. His hands roamed over my thin panties and thighs clad in sheer stockings. I felt weak all over from his touch, turned around, and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him passionately. We entangled ourselves as we moved from the doorway to the large sofa in the living room. He sat on the sofa, lifted me up, and sat me on his lap with my back to him. His hands reached for the buttons of my shirt, finally unbuttoning it to reveal my full breasts. He put his head under my armpits, kissing my trembling breasts, teasing my rosy nipples with his tongue, burying his face between my breasts, kissing them wildly. His hands were still caressing my genitals and thighs. He looked at my genitals and thighs covered by sheer panties and stockings, appearing unusually excited, kissing them through the stockings. Slowly, he pulled down my stockings and sexy panties, tossing them onto the floor, and unzipped my skirt. I frantically touched his back, pulling up his t-shirt, yearning for skin-to-skin contact with him. He simultaneously removed my shirt; my loose bra, already undone, swayed at my chest. Finally, my naked body was fully exposed before him. He quickly pulled down his pants. Looking at his dark, muscular body, my only thought was to destroy me.

He embraced me, kissing and caressing me passionately, as if he wanted to kiss and caress every part of my body, from my breasts to my back, from head to toe. His tenderness was everywhere. We rolled on the floor, me sprawled on the floor, the slightly cool floor giving my nipples a unique stimulation. He lay on top of me, untying my hair, kissing my hair, shoulders, and arms. I twisted my body, entwined with him, pressed so tightly together. I truly wanted to melt my entire body into his. He lifted me from the floor and put me back on the sofa. I sat facing him in his lap, and his lower body slowly and tightly penetrated me. My legs were outstretched, and we held each other tightly. My pink feet were curled up inwards. He lifted my buttocks and moved up and down, thrusting deeply into my lower body. This tight embrace stimulated my entire body, and I reached orgasm. Naked contact, a tight embrace, I wildly twisted my hips, and a wave of pleasure spread throughout my body. I closed my eyes, moaning, indulging myself in this pleasure.
It feels so good to have sex with my friend's girlfriend~~~

I'm a dance teacher, 29 years old, married for two years. My husband works in sales and travels frequently. We don't have any plans to have children yet; we'll think about it when we're 30. We both want to enjoy life as a couple; having a child would definitely be a hassle.

I'm not conventionally beautiful, but I'm considered attractive. Being a dancer, I have a good figure and a unique气质 (qi zhi - a kind of refined elegance/aura). I'm very confident in a crowd.
There's a young man living upstairs from me, about 26 years old. His name is Xiao Lei. He has dark skin, looks very strong, and has captivating eyes—a handsome guy, like Hu Jun. We often brush past each other in the hallway, but we've never said hello. However, my woman's intuition tells me he's always secretly watching me.
One day, my husband and I invited two neighbors over to play mahjong. One of our players had to leave, which was a bit disappointing. The neighbor who stayed said, "Let me see if Xiao Lei from the 7th floor is coming over." I was thrilled because I had a good impression of him.

Soon enough, he arrived. We introduced ourselves and continued playing. I kept glancing at him; our eyes kept meeting. I sensed he was reserved, even a little shy. That's how we became somewhat acquainted. Later, when we bumped into each other outside, he would always warmly call me "sister-in-law." I could always see a spark in his eyes. Slowly, I started to want to see him more; I felt I was falling for him. I always felt something was going to happen between us, and maybe I was even hoping something would happen. Then one day, my husband went on a business trip, and on my way back from the train station, it happened.

It was early September, around 8 PM. My husband had just finished seeing him off and was waiting for the bus home at the bus stop. That day, I was wearing stretchy, thin cotton leggings that made my legs look long and straight, and a pink, tight-fitting cotton t-shirt that accentuated my full, firm breasts and my well-proportioned waist, showcasing my rather outstanding figure. As I was glancing, intentionally or unintentionally, in the direction of oncoming traffic, I heard someone call out "Sister-in-law" from behind. I turned around and saw Xiao Lei. He quickly asked, "Why are you home so late?" I said, "I went to see your brother off at the station; he went on a business trip today." He smiled and said, "You two are so loving." I asked him, "You're home so late too?" He said, "I've been taking a foreign language class nearby recently, so I come home around this time every day." We chatted briefly. A bus arrived after a while; at this time of night, there are many people taking the bus home.

We squeezed onto the bus together. As I boarded, I felt a pair of hands supporting my shoulders from behind. I knew it was his hands. I continued like that until I was on the bus. There were so many people on the bus that he must have had nowhere to put his hands, so he gently placed them on my shoulders. He was squeezing behind me. The bus slowly started moving, and as it stopped and started, I felt his penis pressing against my buttocks. He must have been stimulated by me, because his penis became erect. He seemed to be trying to back away, but he was pushed back again. He whispered "I'm sorry" in my ear. I felt my face burning, and I mumbled, "Oh, it's okay." Later, he gave up and simply stayed close to me. I was really at a loss, my body was getting hot. Slowly, I felt his hands gently stroking my shoulders, as if a faint electric current was transmitted from his hands to my whole body. My throat was dry. What should I do? I couldn't move. His thing was getting harder and harder, making my body go weak and powerless. I started to have second thoughts. I liked this guy. Finally, I leaned weakly against him, my breathing becoming uneven. He felt me leaning softly against him, different from before. He probably knew I was getting aroused, so his hand slowly slid down from my shoulder, stroking my arm until he grabbed my hand. My heart trembled. I was numb as he held my hand. Slowly, our hands rubbed against each other. His genitals were nestled between my buttocks, but he was very well-behaved and didn't move.

The stimulation made my genitals a little wet. At this moment, I felt my breasts swelling, wanting him to touch and squeeze them. When the bus stopped, passengers got on and off, leaving some space in the carriage. He slightly turned my body, and I knew he wanted me to face him. At that moment, I also wanted to face him. I turned around with him, and we were pressed face-to-face. He put one arm around my back, pressing my breasts tightly against his chest. Finally, the pressure on my breasts was released, and I pressed my breasts against his chest, wanting them to burst. His other arm was around my buttocks, and our genitals were pressed together. His hands gently and slowly caressed my back and buttocks. Our faces were close together, and his breathing became a little rapid. He lightly kissed my face with his lips. My genitals were starting to overflow. Oh my god. My genitals felt incredibly empty. I pressed my genitals tightly against his. Excitement spread throughout my body, and I felt a slight spasm. I didn't want to think about anything, just experiencing this unprecedented dizziness. This embrace lasted for almost 15 minutes during the bus ride. After we got off the bus together, we walked home, both feeling awkward and barely speaking. I felt dizzy, like my body was on fire, ready to burst into flames at any moment. Why did the bus ride end so quickly? We soon arrived at our building. I went upstairs first, and when I reached my door, I looked back at him. He smiled and nodded, a kind of goodbye.

Back home, I couldn't fall asleep for a long time. My mind kept replaying that scene with him on the bus. Lying in bed alone now was truly unbearable.
The next day at work, I was distracted. I was bored at home that evening. After dinner, I watched TV, and when I looked at the clock on the wall, it was 8 o'clock. I thought he was probably on his way home now. It would be nice to ride the bus with him one more time. I suddenly decided that I absolutely had to wait for him the next day and ride the bus together.

On the third day, I went home from work early, ate dinner early, and then deliberately dressed up. I applied a little makeup and found a dark red, knee-length business suit that I don't wear often but that I felt was the sexiest and most alluring. Underneath, I wore a semi-transparent white silk blouse, and the slightly narrow skirt was covered by ultra-thin, flesh-colored sheer stockings that made my legs look exceptionally delicate and gave off a sexy sheen. On my feet were a pair of elegant black open-toe high-heeled sandals, and my hair was styled in a bun, like a young woman's updo. The red dress against my fair skin made me look exceptionally beautiful. Looking at myself in the mirror, I was truly captivating. What was I doing? How could I do this? My reason began to cloud my judgment. Ultimately, reason triumphed over desire. I left home around 7 PM and arrived at the bus stop before 8 PM. I waited there for Xiao Lei to reignite my passion.

Around 8 PM, I saw Xiao Lei walking towards the bus stop. My heart started pounding. Xiao Lei saw me too, and I saw the surprise on his face. After we greeted each other, I didn't know what to say. Luckily, Xiao Lei started telling me about their foreign teacher's classes. A while later, the bus arrived, and I slowly walked ahead to board. He was still behind me, supporting my shoulder as we pushed our way into the carriage. Today, we stood side-by-side, both looking out the window. He didn't make any move, and I felt a little disappointed. A moment later, he took my hand, and I felt a warm current flow through me. As passengers got on and off, the jostling and pushing turned our side-by-side position into face-to-face contact. He then unceremoniously pulled me into his arms. I was incredibly excited. His erection pressed against me, and he became a little more audacious, slowly moving his hips, rubbing against my genitals, making me feel incredibly empty down there. One hand tightly held my hips against him, while the other slowly lifted slightly... My skirt brushed against my thighs clad in sheer stockings, and his hand began to approach my sheer panties. My body trembled, and I suppressed a moan, pressing myself even closer to him. I lifted my head, my face pressed against his, his breath so sensual in my ear. He occasionally shifted his head to the other side of my face, his lips brushing against mine. He wanted to kiss me, but because of the crowd, he hesitated, afraid of upsetting me. His actions fueled my own desire to kiss him. My lips were dry; I longed for his kiss, but he didn't. We cuddled like a couple the whole way. Today, I experienced the thrill of passion once again. He whispered in my ear, "Brother Wang, when are you coming back from your business trip?"

I said the earliest would be next Monday. I felt he was testing me, so I didn't say anything more. The train arrived at the station quickly, and we entered the building. Suddenly, he turned me around from behind and hugged me, kissing me with his lips. I was both surprised and scared, afraid the neighbors would see. I tried to avoid his lips, but he grabbed my head like a madman, leaving my lips nowhere to escape. When his lips touched mine, my whole body felt like it was melting. At that moment, I didn't care about anything else and kissed him passionately, just for a short while. He finally let go of me, but our passion hadn't died down. In fact, it was getting stronger and stronger. But we were already home, and I had no choice but to walk into my house with an empty feeling.

I closed the door and had just taken off my coat when the doorbell rang. I looked through the peephole and saw it was him. My heart almost jumped out of my chest. I hesitated for a moment before opening the door. He quickly came in and closed the door, looking at me with his captivating eyes. He said, "Sister-in-law, I've liked you for a long time." I stood there dumbfounded, at a loss for words. He suddenly pulled me into his arms, his large hands roaming over my soft body, his warm lips kissing my face. Searching for my lips, I breathed heavily, my arms wrapped around his waist, my head tilted back as he kissed me. My soft, wet lips parted slightly, sucking on his tongue. My body clung to him, my small feet in sheer stockings curled up. He unhooked my bra from behind, through my semi-transparent white shirt. Suddenly, he turned me over and hugged me from behind, pushing aside my bra through the shirt, caressing my breasts. My breasts bounced under the thin silk shirt, feeling the intense stimulation from his hands. My legs, clad in sheer stockings, trembled under my tight skirt. I swayed my hips, rubbing them passionately against his genitals. He kissed from my ear down to my neck, one hand gently caressing my legs in sheer stockings. I closed my eyes, feeling the tenderness beneath my skirt, and he whispered in my ear: "Sister-in-law, you're so beautiful. I've liked you since the first day I saw you. I've wanted to talk to you, to be with you. Everything today feels like a dream."

I was truly going crazy. Without hesitation, I answered, "Me too, Xiao Lei, I like you." He slowly pulled my skirt up to my waist, touching my thighs through my stockings, his hand moving down to my genitals. I moaned and slightly parted my legs, allowing him to better caress my genitals; they needed his touch most right now. He was so young, yet so skilled at flirting. His hands roamed over my thin panties and thighs clad in sheer stockings. I felt weak all over from his touch, turned around, and wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him passionately. We entangled ourselves as we moved from the doorway to the large sofa in the living room. He sat on the sofa, lifted me up, and sat me on his lap with my back to him. His hands reached for the buttons of my shirt, finally unbuttoning it, revealing my full breasts. He passed his head under my armpits, kissing my trembling breasts, teasing my rosy nipples with his tongue, burying his face between my breasts, kissing them wildly. His hands continued to caress my genitals and thighs. He looked at my genitals and thighs, encased in sheer panties and stockings, with unusual excitement, kissing them through the fabric. He slowly removed my stockings and sexy panties, tossing them to the floor, and unzipped my skirt. I frantically touched his back, pulling up his t-shirt, yearning for skin-to-skin contact. He simultaneously removed my shirt; my loose bra, already undone, fluttered in front of my chest. Finally, my naked body was fully exposed before him. He quickly pulled off his pants, and looking at his dark, muscular body, my only thought was to destroy me.

He embraced me, kissing and caressing me passionately, as if he wanted to kiss and caress every part of my body, from my breasts to my back, from head to toe. His tenderness was everywhere. We rolled on the floor, me lying face down with my arms outstretched, the slightly cool floor giving my nipples a unique stimulation. He lay on top of me, untying my hair, kissing my hair, shoulders, and arms. I writhed, entwining myself with him, pressed so tightly together, I wanted to melt into his body. He lifted me from the floor and placed me back on the sofa. I sat facing him in his lap, his lower body slowly and tightly penetrating me. My legs were outstretched, we were tightly embracing, my pink feet curled inwards. He lifted my hips, moving up and down, thrusting deeply into my lower body. This tight embrace stimulated my entire body immensely, and I reached orgasm. Naked contact, a tight embrace, I wildly writhed my hips, waves of pleasure spreading throughout my body. I closed my eyes, moaning, indulging myself in this pleasure.

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