The consequences of looking down on students

Ms. Lin is a female teacher who came to our school to teach right after graduating from university. She is tall, has a
beautiful face, and dresses very provocatively, her skirts rarely covering her knees. Many of us students enjoy her
classes. After each class, many students rush to ask her questions, and she kindly answers them.
These students are generally good students; asking her questions is just an excuse, a way to get
closer to her.
I'm a student who isn't very bright, and there are many parts of the lessons I don't understand. I also
went to ask the teacher about the parts I didn't understand in class.
"Teacher! I have a question."
"What is it?!" "
Are xx method and xx method the same?"
"Asking that kind of question is like asking what the difference is between a fat person and a thin person—it's the same question!"
"Oh!"
"You have many mixed-up ideas."
After saying that, the teacher left without saying anything more.
I stood there, wondering what that explanation meant. Was that considered an answer to my question?!
After that, every time I asked her a question, she would answer me like this:
"Are fat people and thin people the same?!"
and then leave.
I would always smile bitterly, and over time I realized that she was very kind to everyone else when I asked a question,
but she was cold and disdainful towards me. I thought asking questions was the privilege of good students, and that
students like me who didn't do well in school should ask fewer questions. Of course, this made me feel very uncomfortable. My feelings towards her truly turned from love
to hate, hating her for treating me this way.
There was a student in our class with an unusual physique, whom we all called "Fatty Hu." We were quite close; after all, birds of a feather
flock together, and those who didn't do well in school tend to group together. Fatty Hu was a kind person, just not very bright
, and unlike me, he didn't get stuck on things. He was easy to get along with. And every time I felt ashamed after asking a question, I
would look at him, and he would shake his head helplessly. Only Fatty Hu truly understood my feelings.
One afternoon, during recess, Hu Fei and I stayed behind to tidy up the classroom. The
teachers' office was not far from our classroom. When I went to get a bucket to wash the mop, I saw Teacher Lin. It seemed she was staying at school for duty that evening
. She was wearing a light green suit and tight shorts, her perfect thighs clearly visible, and with the high heels, they
looked even longer, making my heart flutter again. I was going to get water from the water dispenser
when Hu Fei saw me lost in thought and came over, asking,
"What are you doing? What are you looking at?"
"Are you busy tonight?"
"Of course not. When I get home, I'll just play some video games, have dinner, and then go to sleep,"
Hu Fei said casually.
"Oh, okay! Then let's go to the chicken shop outside the school for dinner tonight and buy some takeout. You can also come with me to the grocery
store to buy some things, and then we can stay in the classroom to study."
He asked, puzzled,
"Stay in the classroom to study?! Really?! That's so diligent..."
"Of course, there are other things to do, and I need to teach someone a lesson!" I replied thoughtfully
, and he didn't think much of it, just following my instructions.
Soon, it got dark. After finishing dinner with Hu Fei, we stayed in the classroom chatting.
I deliberately turned off the classroom lights. I looked out the window at the brightly lit teachers' office, thinking that Teacher Lin was probably still busy.
It was just past nine o'clock at night. After grading the students' notebooks, Teacher Lin was preparing to close the windows and turn off the lights
to go to the teachers' lounge.
She was about to close the door when she suddenly received a call from her boyfriend. "Hey! Yeah! I'm on duty at school... Yeah!
Be careful too! Bye..."
She had barely finished speaking when she was about to close the door again when someone pushed her into the classroom office and forcibly dragged her
inside. She fell to the ground after only a few steps. Since the lights were off, she couldn't see who had pushed her
.
The door was already closed, and someone was now on top of her. She asked in terror
, "Who is it? What are you doing?!"
I ignored her, tore off a piece of duct tape I had prepared beforehand, and stuck it over her mouth to
silence her. Her mouth was sealed shut, but she continued to struggle, trying to push me away. I then tied a rope around her hands, preventing her from resisting. Afterward, I straddled her waist. I could clearly feel her legs moving restlessly
behind me , but they couldn't do anything to me. 　　I saw her firm breasts heaving as she struggled, and without hesitation, I forcefully tore them open. She cried out loudly , tears streaming down her face. I continued to pull open her bra, my hands gripping her well-developed breasts and kneading them roughly. She could only shake her head helplessly. I leaned down and sucked on her nipples, the sweet taste filling my mouth. 　　I sat back, pressing her restless legs down to her knees. She tried to push herself up but couldn't; her slender waist was completely at my mercy, powerless to resist. My hands were already inside her shorts, caressing her private parts. Her body felt waves of tingling pleasure, her tears and sobs intensified, and her head shook violently. 　　I tore open her stockings and pulled her shorts up, revealing her patterned lace panties in the darkness. She had a rectangular sanitary napkin stuffed in her genitals, which I removed. I flipped open her panties and used my arms to spread her long legs to my waist, allowing my mouth to suck the flowing juices from her vulva. As I pulled out my engorged penis, I repeatedly touched the entrance to her vagina. Seeing my penis ready to penetrate her, her eyes pleaded, hoping I wouldn't do this to her. 　　I already hated her cynical attitude towards her classmates; her pleas couldn't sway my decision to penetrate her. As soon as the head of my penis entered her vagina, I pressed my entire body down. Her incredibly wet vagina allowed me to enter smoothly, and I began to thrust in and out with ease.

After thrusting in and out of her about twenty times, I pulled her thighs apart to my waist, letting her legs clamp tightly around my
waist. I continuously stroked her beautiful legs, then moved upwards to her clitoris, caressing it. At this moment, her
vaginal fluid flowed freely, and my penis, feeling the surge of desire within her vagina, became incredibly excited. I
moved my hands to her waist and thrust even harder, exclaiming, "So good! Teacher, your vagina is
so wet! It feels so good, it makes my penis feel so good!"
She used her... I kept pushing her bound hands towards my waist, but at the same time, I
thrust hard into her genitals, making her gasp for breath. She soon had to give up, trying to use her hands
to pull down her shorts, which I had already pulled up, to cover herself and protect her private parts. But it was too late. I
could see clearly that she now belonged entirely to me. All her shyness and fear only
served to ignite my long-dormant desires, fueling my already raging lust.
As I thrust into her vagina and felt myself reaching my limit, preparing for the final sprint, I lifted her legs
and brought them together, pressing them against her body with my shoulders, my hands gripping her shoulders tightly. My head
was now against the right side of her face, and I thrust my penis deep inside her, reaching its deepest point. Her moans and groans
grew louder and more rapid in my ears, and the pain on her face became more pronounced. The more I watched, the more excited I became,
thrusting harder and faster, increasing the rhythm of my thrusts. Finally, my penis could no longer withstand the constant stimulation, and hot semen
gushed out, pouring into her uterus. I continued to thrust until the semen was completely expelled before
withdrawing my penis from her vagina.
I left her body, and Ms. Lin lay limply on the floor. I stood up and
wiped the semen off my penis with toilet paper. I looked at Hu Fei, who was standing in front of the door, and walked towards him, saying,
"It's your turn."
Hu Fei was terrified when he saw me assaulting the teacher from behind. Now, hearing me say
it was his turn, he asked suspiciously,
"My turn?!"
"What else?! You're just going to watch the show?!"
At this moment, Teacher Lin noticed that there was another, even taller person behind me. She had thought it was all
over, but there was another person. She turned over, enduring the pain in her genitals, and tried to crawl towards the other
door to leave.
I was naturally unhappy that the teacher wanted to escape. I grabbed her body and pulled her waist with both hands, preventing her from
escaping. Turning back to Hu Fei, I said,
"Hurry up! What are you hesitating for?! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, what's wrong with experiencing it?"
Hu Fei knew he couldn't persuade me otherwise, so he walked over to me and the teacher. I pulled his hand, making him hold the teacher's
waist, and asked him to take out his penis. Only then did he unzip the Shimen Reservoir pants, revealing his already erect
penis.
"You really can hold back! Hurry up! Otherwise, the teacher will run away again."
Hu Fei nodded to me. I watched him kneel down, lift the teacher's shorts up to her waist, and then directly pull down
the teacher's underwear. He aimed his penis and entered the teacher's vagina under her buttocks. He wrapped his arms around her waist and thighs
, and like a male dog to a female dog, he forcefully thrust into the teacher's vagina. He was very persistent, almost bringing the teacher to
ecstasy. I really admired him. He continued thrusting into the teacher's vagina until
an astonishing amount of semen erupted from the tip of his penis before he withdrew. By then, Teacher Lin was sobbing uncontrollably,
collapsing weakly onto the floor.
I walked to her side, bent down, and asked,
"Teacher! Are fat guys and skinny guys the same?!"
She didn't answer, only continued to cry. My love for her had turned to hatred; having her body so humiliated finally satisfied
my resentment. I closed the door to the teachers' lounge and left with Hu Fei. Hu Fei asked me, "Does the teacher know who we are?!" I chuckled, "So what if she knows?! At least we both had our fun." Hu Fei laughed too, "Yeah! We had our fun." "Hahaha! So good!" Hu Fei and I walked out of the school together,
arms
around
each 　　other
's 　　shoulders 　　. 　　The above is purely fictional; any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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