Passionate encounter with a female teacher in the wild

This post was last edited by hm566 on 2021-02-19 at 19:21.

I am 22 years old and a university student majoring in Arabic. There are 30 students in my class, 25 of
whom are girls. The other four boys are unattractive, short, and thin, with the build of southerners,
somewhat resembling migrant workers.
I, on the other hand, have the typical build of a northeastern man, standing at 182 cm tall. I was a key player on the school team in high school, with a handsome face
and a typical 0.618 golden ratio physique, naturally becoming the most handsome man in our college and also the class
monitor. As everyone knows, university is very free.
We are no exception, often organizing activities like picnics, hiking, dances, etc.
I met her during a hiking trip organized by our college. I was hiking very fast when I saw her
sitting alone by the roadside, looking a bit tired. At that time, I only thought she was very pretty and didn't know she was a teacher.
I remember that day she wore a light-colored dress, very slim, with firm, round breasts.
Her face was rosy, very alluring.
Her skin was fair, and she wore flesh-colored stockings and black low-heeled shoes.
I was stunned. My God, there are such beautiful people! I pulled her up and said, "I'll take you running."
She hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
Along the way, I held her hand, feeling time stand still, and I ran with her like crazy.
She said, "How can you be so strong?" I asked her if she liked it.
Later, she told me she was a newly transferred teacher. She said she was already 28 years old. My God,
she didn't look it at all! I thought she was my little sister.
That day, we walked and talked along the path, and she said she enjoyed being with me.
Back at my place, I felt extremely disappointed, not because I hadn't slept with her, but because I couldn't sleep all night.
To be honest, she was incredibly alluring. Whenever I sat next to her, my heart would race. When she placed
her hand on my lap, my throat would go dry, and I'd become completely flustered…
This was a feeling I'd never experienced before, not even with my first love in high school…
That night, my mind was filled with her. A strange thought startled me: had I fallen in love with her?
From that moment on, I was determined to get my hands on this beautiful and charming teacher.
That day, I happened to be free, so I made an excuse and asked her out.
We took a taxi and drove until I took her to a remote, deserted mountain, about
3 kilometers from the school, completely uninhabited.
Heh, I'd scouted it out beforehand.
"Weren't you supposed to be talking about business? Why did you bring me here?" she asked, starting to suspect.
At that moment, she appeared as a very elegant and beautiful young woman, wearing a black trench coat. She was both sexy and
authoritative.
"One is a strong young man, the other a young woman, what do you think we're doing?" I lewdly
said.
She was somewhat panicked: "You, how could you?"
"Go ahead and shout, it won't do any good. Look how nice this place is, all beautiful scenery, but there's no one here. It's not
just you and me. Teacher, I like you so much, really... You look so beautiful today!" I reached out and grabbed
her breasts.
"Ah..." she cried out.
I kneaded them gently, my hands strong, reaching her soft
skin even through her clothes and bra. It was as if I wanted to melt her.
She took a deep breath, her face flushed, looking at me longingly.
I ripped open her clothes and threw them far away. It was quiet there, only ants crawling.
My hands began to touch her large breasts .
"Teacher..." I kissed her, our hot lips pressed together, her body trembling.
My left hand slipped under her clothes, pushed open her bra, and let my hand directly touch her smooth, soft
breasts.
First, I grabbed the base of her breasts and squeezed them, swaying them from side to side. This move immediately made her breasts swell and her breathing become more
rapid. Then I pressed, kneaded, and squeezed her breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples in a circular motion with my index and middle fingers, occasionally
rubbing them with my thumb.
"Ah... um... no... no..." She tried to escape something, but I held her tightly
.
At this moment, my tongue had already left its mark on her earlobe, behind her ear, and her neck.
I placed my right hand between her legs, and she clamped me tightly, preventing me from touching her upwards. But my
thumb was restless, trying to probe upwards.
Suddenly, she trembled a few times, and I took the opportunity to touch her lower body, but she still clamped me tightly.
Even through her pants, I could clearly feel the barely concealed heat inside, like the heat before a volcanic eruption. I
took off all her tops, so she had to hold me tightly to maintain her body heat.
"Don't touch me anymore, please, teacher..." her voice was full of pleading.
"Okay, teacher..." I continued to touch her. I even unbuckled her belt.
"Teacher, there's no one else here!" When I pulled down her pants, I was stunned. What beautiful legs!
What pretty lace panties
! "Teacher, your panties are so sexy! I never thought someone as demure as you would wear such panties.
Why are they wet?"
"Please, don't say anymore!" Her face was flushed.
My tongue slid down her thighs, caressing her labia, vulva, and clitoris.
So soft. I rubbed and rubbed.
"Ah...oh...mmm..." I couldn't hear what she was saying anymore.
I stuck out my tongue and licked the teacher's clitoris and the area around it. She let out a loud moan, and suddenly she pressed my
head tightly against her vulva with her hand, preventing me from moving. Little did she know that although my head couldn't move, my tongue
could still move freely and pressed even more tightly against her.
After a while, she let go of my hand and let me fondle her private parts. I inserted my middle finger into her vagina and pressed
and rubbed her inner walls. Perhaps she hadn't had sex in a long time, because her vagina was very tight. The soft folds tightly surrounded
my middle finger. Inside her vagina, I found her slightly hard G-spot and pressed it hard.
She let out a soft "hmm," her hips arching forward as my middle finger penetrated her vagina,
my face pressed against her genitals.
"Teacher, does this feel good?"
"Oh..."
"Say something? Can I go deeper?"
"Ah...Teacher can't take it...It's so itchy..."
"Can't take it? Do you want me to relieve the itch? Say something, my dignified teacher?"
"Ah...Please, have mercy on me, just insert it, stop touching me, just insert it..."
Good heavens, she probably couldn't have imagined she'd say something like that.
I rubbed my thick penis against her vulva without penetrating, and she
writhed more and more violently beneath me, feeling an unquenchable desire in her lower abdomen, though a warm flow kept gushing from her vulva.
"Ah, please come in, Teacher can't take it anymore..." "Teacher, you're flowing so much, do you like me?"
"Yes, please come quickly, I'm going to die!" I held her waist and thrust in hard!!!
"Ah...ah...mmm...mmm..." An uncontrollable pleasure, a
painful pleasure, emanated from deep within her throat.
I began to thrust into her hard, her head thrashing wildly. She was a completely frenzied woman, a
dignified woman acting so wildly. It seems that emotions and desires are human nature, so what's wrong with that?
I felt I couldn't take it anymore, so I gritted my teeth and changed my thrusting technique to a rotating
motion , which proved much more effective.
After a while, the teacher's hips twisted even more violently, and she let out moans that sounded like cries: "Mmm
...mmm...ah...mmm...mmm..."
I lifted her buttocks, rubbing and caressing my penis against her clitoris.
"Teacher, are you alright?" "No...no...ah...haha..." She almost cried out.
Perhaps it was because of her long-standing loneliness, or perhaps it was because of the sight of such a large penis, but after a while of thrusting,
I suddenly felt her vaginal walls tighten violently, and a stream of fluid gushed out, shooting onto my swollen glans. My glans
went numb, and "whoosh," I ejaculated a thick stream of semen, and we both reached orgasm simultaneously.
"Oh..." "Ah... um..."
From that time on, my teacher was tamed by me; she said she would always belong to me...

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/32203.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=32203&aspx=1

Previous Page : slutty sister-in-law

Next Page : Stocking Sisters

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Passionate encounter with a female teacher in the wild

comment Open a new window to view comments