Hey Teacher

I'm a high school student, currently in my second year of vocational school. My homeroom teacher from my first year left the school due to family issues, and I heard that a new homeroom teacher would be coming this semester. My male classmates and I were all looking forward to it—it's supposedly a female teacher around 23 years old.

Today is my first day back at school, and as usual, I took the XX bus to school. The bus, which should have been spacious, was unexpectedly crowded. Suddenly, a sudden, sharp stop caused chaos and complaints. Although I remained standing, I noticed a young woman nestled in my arms. I looked down at her curiously. The woman had long, flowing black hair, an oval face, large eyes wearing glasses, and a medium-sized nose. Her small mouth and blushed. I looked down at her; she was wearing a jacket over a short-sleeved t-shirt, blue jeans, ordinary short stockings, and ordinary shoes. She suddenly looked up at me. I smiled at her, and her face turned even redder. I suddenly realized her glasses had fallen onto me. As I picked them up to give them back, I noticed she looked even more beautiful without them. While giving her the glasses, my hand accidentally touched her chest. I scratched my head sheepishly. I noticed her chest was quite large and firm, probably around a 35C. Realizing this, she quickly took the glasses back, said thank you, and hurried towards the back door of the bus.

Just then, I heard the announcement that bus stop XX had arrived and I should prepare to get off. I realized it was my stop and hurriedly got off. Behind me, I saw the woman who had been leaning against me get off at the same stop and ask people around her for directions to XX Vocational School. Seeing she seemed confused, I went up to her and said, "I know where you're going. If you don't mind, come with me." She thanked me and followed me. On the way, I asked her, "What are you going there for?" She said, "To work." I looked at her in surprise and said, "Miss, you're not going there to teach, are you? Are you teaching the second year of high school?" She nodded in surprise. I said, "I'm a student there, just about to enter my second year of high school." She smiled and said, "Then you'll have to call me teacher from now on. By the way, are the students there difficult to teach?"

I replied, "Not too bad. As long as you're a homeroom teacher, there aren't many students who are difficult to deal with—because homeroom teachers aren't easy to mess with." She smiled and said, "Just as I thought." I gave a wry smile and asked, "You're not here to be a homeroom teacher, are you? And for class X?" She looked at me in surprise and said, "Yes, I'm the new homeroom teacher for class X." I was inwardly both laughing and crying. With a wry smile, I said, "I'm in that class~ Please take good care of me ~ What's your name, teacher?

" She smiled sweetly and said, "Well, as long as you're good, I'll definitely take good care of you~ My surname is Qian~ You can call me Teacher Qian from now on~" And so, we chatted as we walked to school. Once inside, Teacher Qian's smile vanished, replaced by a tense and serious expression. I comforted her, saying, "Teacher, don't worry, our class will definitely listen to you obediently because everyone welcomes a beautiful teacher like you~ If anyone disobeys you in the future, just come to me~" After saying this, I smiled and parted ways with the teacher.

(In the classroom) I walked into the classroom and quickly sat down in my seat, waiting for Teacher Qian to arrive. I thought to myself: I must do my best to make a good impression on the teacher.
Just as the students were discussing the new teacher, Teacher Qian walked in. Suddenly, there was a chorus of exclamations in the classroom. I sat there staring at Teacher Qian. At this moment, a few boys said: "Wow, Teacher, you're so beautiful!" Then Teacher Qian began to speak: "Hello everyone, I am your new homeroom teacher. My surname is Qian. I hope everyone will cooperate well in the future." She gave me another sweet smile.

I stood up and said: "Teacher Qian, you are so beautiful, we will definitely cooperate well with your work, right?" After I finished speaking, everyone said in unison: "Yes!" The teacher smiled helplessly at me and said to us: "Thank you for your cooperation." Then she assigned the tasks for today's return to school. After finishing, she suddenly said: "There will still be some time after the summer vacation ends. I will visit your homes!" The students exclaimed "Ah!"
That's how we met our new teacher. Just as I was about to go home, Teacher Qian called me to go to her office with her. I happily followed her.

(In the office) Teacher Qian said to me, "Xu XX, I've looked at your information and I think you're very special, so I'm going to be the first to visit your home." I nodded blankly and said to the teacher, "Teacher, please stand firm on the bus from now on, so you don't accidentally fall into someone's arms!" At this moment, the teacher's face turned red and she looked shy. She gave me a helpless look, and I smiled and left. I thought to myself, "Hehe, Teacher Qian is so cute, her voice is so sweet, and her smile is so beautiful."

(My Home) Three days after returning to school, Teacher Qian called me and said she would come to my house for a home visit the day after tomorrow. I had my own plans in mind, so I said I understood and hung up.
Finally, the day of the teacher's home visit arrived. I cleaned my house thoroughly and waited for Teacher Qian's arrival. When the doorbell rang, I hurriedly went to open the door and saw that the teacher had arrived. The teacher was dressed very simply, giving off a kind of simple beauty.

After the teacher came in, she asked where my parents were. I began to tell her about my family. I smiled bitterly and said: My parents divorced when I was young. I lived with my father until the third year of junior high school, and now I live with my mother. My mother lives in Japan for a year and can only come back to see me during summer vacation and Chinese New Year. I am alone most of the time, and I have to do everything myself, such as cooking. I also told the teacher about my sad childhood experiences. I cried a little and told the teacher that I am still very happy. At least I have my own house and a good life. Living conditions and such.

The teacher looked at me with pity and comforted and encouraged me. At this time, I told the teacher that it felt like I was confiding my painful experiences to my own family. We talked for about 3 hours, chatting about all sorts of things. During the conversation, I learned that the teacher also lived alone and learned some of her personal secrets. It was already 4 pm. I saw the teacher yawn and said to her, "Teacher Qian, why don't you have dinner here tonight? I'll cook for you so you can enjoy my cooking." The teacher initially refused, but I persuaded her.

I cooked the dishes while the teacher watched TV in the living room, waiting for me to finish everything so she could taste my cooking. At 5 pm, I finished cooking and called the teacher to eat. The teacher kept saying how delicious it was. Looking at the teacher, I realized that she was like a child. Thinking about it, she was only 23 years old!
After dinner, we watched TV and chatted. At 6:30 pm, I noticed that the teacher was tired, so I said to the old lady... The teacher said, "Teacher, why don't you take a nap first, and go back when you wake up?" She already considered me her younger brother, so she agreed. I led her to her room and told her I was going to play on the computer for a while. She fell asleep. (
In the room) It was already 9:30. I was tired from playing on the computer, so I went to check on the teacher. She woke up, looked at her watch, smiled apologetically, and said, "It's so late, I'm sorry, I was too tired and overslept." She stuck her tongue out at me and said, "I should go back now." Just as she was about to leave, I stopped her and said, "Teacher, it's so late, it's not good for you to go back alone. Why don't you sleep here?" She started to object, but I told her it was okay, there were two rooms, I could sleep in the other one.

She still objected, so I said, "It's rare that we get along so well, I consider you my older sister. I hope you can stay at my house for one night." As I spoke, tears streamed down my face. She saw my sadness and patted my head, saying, "Okay, it's so late..." I'm scared to go back, so I'll stay with you. Maybe she knows my past and feels sorry for me.
So I cheerfully said, "Yes, there are my mom's pajamas in that room, you can wear them. You want to take a bath, right? I'll run the water for you." I happily went to run the water. After running the water, I told the teacher to go take a bath first. The teacher went to take a bath. After the teacher finished bathing, she came to the living room and walked to my side, saying, "I'm going to my room first. You should take a bath and go to sleep too!
" As I said "Yes," I smelled a fragrant scent coming from the teacher. At this moment, looking at the teacher in her pajamas, I felt a strange impulse. My face turned red and my lower body became aroused. I hurriedly ran to the bathroom. While I was taking a bath in the bathroom, I could only remember the teacher's beautiful appearance. Although the bathrobe was loose, it couldn't hide the teacher's 35C breasts, her 167cm height, her not-so-small buttocks, and her slender legs, which exuded a fragrance. The more I thought about it, the bigger my lower body became.

I felt hot all over and started masturbating, just like I'd seen in porn movies. Suddenly, a stream of white liquid spurted out of my penis. After showering, I couldn't control my curiosity and desire and walked towards the teacher's room. When I got to the door, my reason told me I couldn't do this, but my reason couldn't control my desire for a moment, and I masturbated, saying, "I'm just looking."
(In the teacher's room) It was already midnight. I slowly entered the teacher's room and found that she was asleep. I slowly climbed onto the bed, lifted the blanket covering her, and admired her beautiful body in her pajamas. I could no longer control my desire. I slowly slipped my hands inside her pajamas and found that she was sleeping without wearing anything but her underwear.
My hands touched her full breasts and slowly began to play with them. Suddenly, she turned over and lay on her back. I slowly withdrew my hands, afraid that she would find out, but soon my desire had reached its limit. I slipped my hands inside her pajamas and pulled them down to her shoulders, slowly placing my hands on her breasts. I rubbed her breasts hard, but the teacher didn't wake up!
Maybe she was too tired. Then, I rubbed her breasts with my right hand and stroked her bare upper body from top to bottom with my left. I sucked on her pink nipple and gently bit it. The teacher still didn't wake up for some reason. Then, my left hand slowly stroked her abdomen. Maybe it was too itchy, because the teacher moved slightly. Then, my left hand slowly touched her private parts. I saw that she was wearing underwear, and I pulled it down without thinking. I saw her thick pubic hair. My left hand slowly moved down, passing over her pubic hair. Suddenly, I felt a small hole. I thought... It was her vaginal opening. As I touched the opening, I also touched her labia.

Suddenly, the teacher woke up, looking at me in surprise, her mouth seemingly wanting to say something, but before she could speak, my lips covered hers. She tried to resist, but as my right hand caressed her beautiful breasts and teased her nipples, and my left hand played with her private parts, I gradually found her body going limp. Although she still resisted, it was useless, because my left hand had already touched and teased her clitoris, and my right hand was relentlessly kneading her nipples, occasionally pinching them. My mouth covered hers, my tongue forcefully forcing its way into her mouth, prying open her teeth and tasting her mouth. The taste.

At this moment, my left hand reached into her vagina again, fiddling around. Suddenly, my fingers touched a thin membrane. I immediately stopped everything. My mouth left the teacher's mouth. The teacher angrily said to me: How could you do this? I trusted you, that's why I was with you, but you... As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.

I looked at her affectionately and said: I'm sorry, teacher, I really couldn't help myself. Please forgive me. After saying that, I took off all my clothes and pants and lay on top of her. The teacher shouted loudly, "No!" But it was too late. I was already burning with desire. Before she could continue, I continued everything I had done before. The teacher helplessly tried to hit me with her hands, but she was powerless because all her sensitive parts were being constantly rubbed by me. A little bit of vaginal fluid flowed from her lower body. I couldn't hold back any longer. I stopped fiddling with my left hand, cupped my penis, aimed it at her vaginal opening, and thrust forward with a sudden movement. But my penis only went in about a third of the way. Then I left her mouth and started biting her nipples while my hands kept kneading her breasts. She weakly resisted and cried out loudly, "No!"

I ignored her and frantically worked on her sensitive areas. At this time, a little more vaginal fluid flowed out. My penis followed the fluid into her vagina and thrust again. When it was two-thirds of the way in, my penis suddenly encountered resistance. I knew it was her hymen. The teacher pleaded with me, saying, "No!" But I thrust my hips forward and my penis pushed harder, breaking through that membrane. Then, with... The teacher's screams were intermittent, her vagina incredibly tight. I thrust for ten minutes and felt the urge to ejaculate, but I couldn't bear to end it so soon! I stopped thrusting inside her and gazed at her beautiful body. She was speechless, knowing resistance was futile. I said, "I'm sorry, teacher, it's all my fault. I couldn't help myself..."

She cried, "That's enough. What's the use of apologies now?" I cried, "I'm sorry, my dear teacher, for destroying your 23 years of virginity.

But it's because you're so beautiful, teacher, my dear teacher, I'm sorry. Teacher is already..." There was no anger, only sorrow. I continued, "Teacher, you've already..." I didn't ask for your forgiveness, I'll make up for it with my future actions, at least I can bring you some happiness. After saying that, I thrust my penis into the teacher's vagina with all my might, inserting it to the deepest part of her vagina and hitting her clitoris. Then I tried to thrust in and out with a nine-shallow-one-deep motion. At that moment, I felt that the teacher had forgotten some of her sadness. Although she didn't say anything, I felt that she was also enjoying it. Then I thrust in and out with all my might and suddenly heard her moan, "Mmm, ah, mmm, ah." I knew she was about to climax. I thrust faster and harder. Because the teacher's vagina was too tight, I wanted to ejaculate again, but thinking about how deeply I had hurt the teacher, I should at least let her have her way first. Reaching climax,

a sudden gush of hot vaginal fluid flowed from my teacher's vagina. My penis trembled uncontrollably; I knew I was about to ejaculate, so I thrust in with all my might 50 times before ejaculating my thick semen into her vagina.

My teacher trembled again, and more vaginal fluid mixed with my semen flowed out. Then, my penis went soft and I pulled it out, covered in a mixture of red and white fluid. I hugged my teacher tightly and said, "I'm sorry." She said, "It's alright, it's all in the past. I've tried to understand your perspective, but after tonight we'll be teacher and student. This won't happen again." Hearing that it was only for tonight, I pounced on her again, and this time she offered no resistance. I will never forget that night.

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