The teacher's pleasure in the first semester of sophomore year

My Sophomore Year

: My Class Advisor is a Recently Graduated Female Teacher. The first time I saw her, I was captivated by her appearance. She possessed the openness typical of fashionable young women these days—note, not sexual openness!

She wore a halter-neck top, and from the front, you could easily see her breasts bunching together and her deep cleavage. Her waist revealed smooth, supple skin, topped with a sexy belly button—ah! I really wanted to lick it! She wore a super short, white, semi-transparent skirt, leaving much to the imagination. A pair of dark brown stockings encased her sexy, fair legs, extending all the way to her thighs. It was clearly the kind of bodysuit stockings fashionable girls often wear; the dark brown added a layer of wild beauty to her pure and sexy exterior.

The teacher lived in our boys' dormitory. At first, everyone dressed casually, so the teacher would blush whenever she saw us. Her smiling eyes were captivating, and many boys in the class were smitten! So we got along very well, like close friends. We'd occasionally get together, and of course, there would be some flirting and taking advantage of each other—who could blame us for being so charming? But we never crossed any lines.

We were too shy and didn't dare.

I remember one really fun time: the class had a bonfire party. Everyone had a few drinks, so we were a bit bolder, and the class was very lively and fun. The teacher watched us goofing around. I thought the teacher should join in the fun, so I suggested we play a game, and she absolutely had to participate. By sheer coincidence, the teacher and I were paired together. The rules were: two people per group, and three kinds of fruit: apples, plums, and oranges. Each person in each group had to pick up one end of a fruit, and the first group to drop one lost and would face a severe punishment—the girls had to take off their tops, and the boys had to take off their shorts!!!

Luckily, the teacher and I drew plums; I think it was fate helping me.

As you might guess: apples are definitely easier, and oranges, though small, are flat and easy to bite. But plums are round and small! However, to avoid losing the competition and suffering severe punishment, the teacher cooperated and started biting them. Before starting, the teacher said she absolutely couldn't lose, or she'd never talk to me again. Of

course, I didn't want to lose either!

Wow! Guess what? Because the plums were so small, at the beginning, when the teacher and I bit them, our lips were pressed together. The teacher blushed but was excited. I got the advantage: the teacher's breasts and deep cleavage were perfectly displayed before my eyes. I was stunned. The teacher noticed my reaction, her face turning as red as a tomato, but she persisted. My shorts bulged high, and the teacher saw it too. What else could she do but blush, right?

After a while, something unexpected happened: I started drooling. The teacher was shorter than me, so naturally, my saliva dripped into her mouth. Time seemed to freeze. I remember it so clearly: the teacher, blushing, looked at me and slowly sucked my saliva down her throat. How exciting!

I accidentally bit into the plum, and the plum, being quite sour, made my saliva flow profusely. Naturally, the teacher's sucking turned into wanton, large gulps of saliva!

I felt incredibly good. You know, even with the firelight at night, the students further away couldn't see clearly. So, I signaled to the teacher with my eyes to change positions. She understood, and she took my arm and we changed positions, but accidentally, the whole plum slipped into my mouth. However, the other students didn't notice because the teacher's lips didn't leave. So, in effect, the teacher and I were kissing. I swallowed the plum, pit and all, and the teacher looked at me gratefully. She seemed very grateful, after all, taking off her shirt was embarrassing. I couldn't resist and extended my tongue deep into her mouth. The teacher froze; she bit my tongue. My tongue, initially slightly hard, became firm.

Just like my genitals. I stretched hard, but failed—the teacher was determined. So, my tongue was bitten in her mouth for two minutes until one of us couldn't hold on and it fell. Naturally, we won.

To celebrate, I hugged the teacher from behind. You know what? The advantage of hugging from behind is that you can easily touch her breasts! I pinched her nipple hard with my index finger and thumb, even shaking it a few times, before letting go. The teacher didn't scold me, but she didn't seem to like it.

But from then on, the teacher rarely came to our dorm, and when we met, she would only give a perfunctory greeting.

But I couldn't resist. I often thought about the excitement of the teacher swallowing my saliva, the stimulation of pinching her nipples, and I couldn't help but masturbate. Suddenly, a bold thought popped into my head: I wanted to fuck her, fuck my teacher!

So I secretly observed the teacher's habits and noticed she liked chatting online. Taking advantage of the fact that all the other students were out doing experiments, I asked for leave. I added the teacher on another QQ account, pretending not to know her. We chatted for a long time and got along very well. The teacher is very open online; we can talk about anything. I found that the teacher is actually quite needy too. Here's a bit of a wonderful conversation I'd like to share with you—(Of course, the teacher has video chat, but I don't) Me: We've been chatting for so long, are you "sexually interested"? (Kiss) Teacher: Hmm… (Kiss) Me: Then touch your breasts and show them to me!

Teacher: (Gently rubbing her breasts and moaning… Ah… Ugh… Hmm…) Me: (I sent her a pre-recorded video clip of myself masturbating; of course, without her face) Make a sound for me, and take off your shirt!

Teacher: (Obediently takes off her shirt, rubbing her breasts and moaning softly) Me: Louder! Let me see your underwear!

Teacher: (She moaned loudly and lewdly, then took off her skirt, leaving her only in a pink thong.

A lot of pubic hair was visible on both sides, and she gently ran her fingers over her genitals.) However, when I asked her to go further, she stopped, saying, "Let's talk about it next time you have a video. This time it's definitely not possible."

But I couldn't care less; I couldn't resist anymore. I had been masturbating naked while chatting with her, and my penis was already rock hard! So, I put on a pair of very loose shorts, my penis bulging out of them. I saved the exciting moments from the video call with the teacher to my computer and called her—Me: "Hey, teacher, come over here sometime, there are some things on my computer I don't understand."

Teacher: "Okay! I'm coming."

I watched her lightly put on a short skirt, and without a bra, she just wore a tank top over her shoulders.

The teacher knocked and came in. Seeing that I was only wearing shorts, and they were bulging high, how could she not know what that was! She froze for a moment. I teased, "Teacher, what are you looking at?" Her face turned as red as a peach, very embarrassed. She turned to leave, but I stopped her and bolted the door.

I said, "Teacher, it's okay, I'll get dressed right away. Could you watch the computer for me?" Not wanting to refuse, she went to the computer.

I hugged her from behind: "Teacher, please satisfy me? I'll make you feel good!"

The teacher struggled to break free: "No! If you do that again, I'll call for help!"

Seeing that I couldn't get her to cooperate, I said, "Okay, okay, you don't want to, right? Look at this!"

I opened a video file on the computer.

...The air froze.

The teacher's face was burning red. But her eyes and face showed anger; she tried to force her way out.

Me: "Wait, stay here with me!"

Teacher: "Don't even think about it! Do you know what you're doing is illegal? If I report you, you're finished!"

Me: "Fine, go ahead and report me. I'll post it online right now, and distribute it throughout the school. Let's see how you'll work after that, and who will want to marry you!"

The teacher was terrified: "Please, please don't! Okay..."

I said, "So you agree?" I reached out and pinched her nipple. ...She resisted, but didn't succeed.

After all, we're both young, and we both have needs.

I forced myself on her. I used both hands to fondle her breasts and forcibly kissed her. I even stuck my tongue inside.

Tears welled up in her eyes; she knew she was about to be raped. But I later found out she was still a virgin.

I sat on a chair, took off her clothes, and also took off my shorts. My penis sprang out, and I ordered her to give me oral sex.

She did. God! Honestly, I'm still a virgin; I've only masturbated, but I've never felt this good!

She took my entire penis in! She licked it with her tongue, sucked it, gently ground it with her teeth, lubricated it with her saliva, and massaged my testicles with her hands. Sometimes she touched them lightly, sometimes she pressed them lightly, sometimes she squeezed them lightly... I was about to explode! I reached out and grabbed her breasts, kneading, pinching, squeezing, and ravaging them, venting my frustration... She stomped her feet.

I told her to swallow my penis and testicles whole. Her mouth wasn't big, but she still had to swallow! I instantly felt an intense pressure. I was about to explode. I used all my strength to stand up abruptly from the chair, grabbed her hair with both hands to control her head, and thrust my penis into her mouth repeatedly, a large amount of semen gushing out and filling her small mouth.

"Drink it!" I commanded.

She shook her head and refused. I threatened her, "If you don't drink it, I'll..."

She drank it. She drank it with tears in her eyes.

Her breasts were scratched raw, bruised and purple, but incredibly firm.

Her hair was disheveled, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth. Her eyes were filled with tears as she pleaded.

She pleaded with me, "Is it done? Brother, please, spare me."

I said, "Your hole is so beautiful, so tender, don't you want it? I haven't even fucked you yet, how can I let you go?"

She said, "But we agreed beforehand, I'll give you oral sex, make you feel good, you won't put it in my... there!"

I said, "Where? You don't even know where it is, how would I know?"

She became anxious, "It's... it's my hole down there!"

I said, "Haha, you said you wouldn't put it in, you're too naive!"

I kneaded her genitals with both hands, her resistance only increased my desire and stimulation. I worked on her for a long time, inserting my fingers one by one, and her loud moans turned into roars! She was pinned beneath me, unable to break free, and could only cry out, "Ah!... Please, no... don't go in anymore, it hurts... it hurts!"

She flailed her arms, twisting her upper body, arching her lower body, and screaming incoherently... I thought, fine, I won't ravage her anymore, let her have some pleasure first, after all, there's always next time.

So I became gentler, and my technique improved, sometimes kneading, sometimes pinching, sometimes thrusting, sometimes scraping, her juices flowing freely.

"Ah, good brother, please, fuck me. Okay? I can't take it anymore, mmm...! Oh..."

...she moaned wildly!

I wanted to make her even wilder, so I changed positions, spreading her legs, using my hands to part her labia, and bringing my head close, my tongue skillfully manipulating her labia, urethra, and clitoris. She moaned incessantly, her whole body trembling, her hips arching wildly, welcoming my arrival! "Good brother, please use your cock to fuck me, please! I'll give it to you in the future too..." I said, "Lick my asshole and I'll fuck you, otherwise I won't." She didn't care about anything else and started sucking hard.

I felt so good!

But I couldn't take it anymore. My cock was already the size of a beer bottle. I said, "Okay! I'll let you have some fun too!"

I didn't rush to insert it. Instead, I told her to squat on top of me. I aimed my cock at her hole and pulled down hard! —"Ah!!!" We screamed at the same time, in excruciating pain, yet also feeling like we were dying of pleasure. I started thrusting wildly, which is what men and women do in the world—thrusting hard, switching positions, moaning... incredibly lewd!

"Go back," I said. "Your classmates will be back soon. From now on, you have to be available whenever I call."

She smiled. She was still beautiful, but I could also see her helplessness.

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