Inserting wildly, the teacher is calling.

The daily grind of studying was tedious, and with far more male than female teachers, young ones were even rarer. So, when Ms. Wang

entered the classroom, there was a commotion. Ms. Wang wasn't particularly beautiful; she was around 26 years old, 1.68 meters tall

, with long legs, a fresh face with a slightly serious air—the kind of demeanor you'd expect from a university professor. She was slender with a

narrow waist, making her hips appear somewhat large. Of course, the most striking feature was her breasts, which were indeed quite large. I never imagined

someone so thin could have such ample breasts, and they didn't sag, unlike those unnatural

and repulsive implants. Some said she had a good figure, but I didn't think so. Being thin, having long legs, and large breasts—that doesn't mean you have a good figure.

I don't think so. Does this sound a bit confusing? First impressions are often random.

Ms. Wang's teaching ability was average, so I only glanced at her

breasts when she was writing on the blackboard with her back to us (because they were really large, so "your breasts were visible from behind"). Of course, when she turned around, I took a closer look

. Several times, however, when my gaze shifted from her breasts to her eyes, I found her

looking at me with displeasure. At first, I didn't care, but when I suddenly remembered that she might be able to defeat my International Finance professor, I decided to

restrain . After a while, of course, I lost interest.

I heard that the Commodity Teacher was a beauty; the moment she entered the classroom, she attracted dozens of eager eyes. Although I didn't

think she was beautiful, it was rare to find such a pretty teacher in an engineering university. Teacher He was 1.65 meters tall

, 25 years old, with fair and rosy skin, a round face, bright eyes, and a very attractive small red mouth. Her voice was gentle (unlike

Teacher Wang's somewhat shrill voice in International Finance). Compared to Teacher Wang, she seemed a bit plump, but much prettier, so I

thought she was voluptuous, although she only had round hips and no high breasts. In short, my first impression was that it

was a waste for her to be a teacher, and I really wanted to possess her.

I don't know how Ms. He's classes are, because I didn't attend any classes. I only overheard a few sentences by chance, and I discovered that she really knows a lot about

products . If someone marries her, it would be so much fun to go shopping with her.

For the product exam, Ms. He cut her long hair and got a trendy new hairstyle, but she lost her youthful and alluring

charm. However, her white dress was very sexy; because the fabric at the chest was thick, it was impossible to tell if she was wearing a bra

. During the international finance exam, I kept my head down, afraid that Mr. Wang would recognize me.

Summer vacation was approaching, and I finally failed my international finance exam. Desperate, I had no choice but to go see Mr. Wang from the international finance department to see if there was any chance of

a turnaround, but I didn't have much hope.

The teachers' dormitory at our school was in poor condition—a dilapidated, dark, and damp two-story building. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Ms. Wang's

strange yet familiar gaze again. She clearly recognized me, but I still introduced myself. She then invited me in

. I noticed that the room wasn't large, with two beds, indicating it was shared by two people. Perhaps to keep the room cool

, the curtains were drawn, and a bedside lamp was on. I explained my purpose and took the opportunity to observe Ms. Wang. She still had that same expression,

but she was wearing a very cool, pajamas-like cotton top and pants. This kind of clothing didn't accentuate her long legs but made

her hips more curvaceous and her breasts more full. Because her top and bra were light-colored, her dark nipples were faintly

visible. She was wearing plastic slippers, and her snow-white feet were also very thin... If Ms. Wang hadn't told me that failing International Finance

was irreversible, I would have almost forgotten why I was there.

I hadn't held out much hope for this, but I noticed her chest heaving violently towards the end,

her breasts almost bursting out, her legs pressed tightly together, and her voice sounding slightly choked. A surge of heat rose within me, and

my penis nearly became erect. I quickly stood up to leave to avoid embarrassment. Ms. Wang also stood up at the same time, which unexpectedly

brought us even closer. Looking into her eyes, I saw a strange mix of longing and something else. Her breasts were probably less than

a centimeter away from me; I could feel the intermittent pressure of the air passing between us, or perhaps it was the heaving of her breasts that made

me so sensitive. The warm atmosphere of the room, which had been filled with a woman's presence, transformed into a strange scent.

Could it be the scent of this woman before me?

When she looked at me angrily, I realized my right hand had somehow ended up on her waist. She

didn't scold or resist. My heart raced, and without thinking, I quickly wrapped my arms around her waist and

pressed my lips to hers. Her weak hands seemed only to express that she wasn't a promiscuous woman and to uphold her dignity as

a teacher ; she merely gave me a weak push before tightly gripping my shoulders, as if afraid of losing something. She

opened her mouth, letting me savor her smooth tongue, then sucked my saliva and tongue into her mouth. My

left hand stroked her back; it wasn't as I had imagined. She had bones, but also the softness of a woman. My right hand

moved from caressing her buttocks to grasping and kneading. She didn't speak, because she knew she

could only make "hmm" and "ah" sounds. Her breathing was rapid, and her heaving breasts pressed against my chest.

The feeling of holding her changed from refreshing to burning. This heat went straight to my lower body, making my penis swell and press against her lower abdomen. I squeezed

my right middle finger between her buttocks and rubbed the outer edge of her anus hard. She twisted her hips in response, her lower abdomen rubbing against

my penis. When I forcefully pushed her pants into her anus, she let out a "hmm" and her whole body trembled.

I knew I should strike while the iron was hot. With my left hand, I felt her smooth skin as I smoothly

removed , while my right hand slipped inside her panties. Her smooth, elastic buttocks made me want to grasp them completely, but my hand probably

couldn't even hold half of them. I could only knead and squeeze them back and forth. When I tried to move my right hand to the front, she resisted

, but I was prepared. I gently blew into her ear with the mouth that had been kissing her earlobe. I felt her tremble,

as if suffocating, unable to resist. And I finally grasped her mysterious... Her tender flesh, smooth labia, soft

pubic hair, alluring clitoris, trembling warmth—a blissful pleasure spread through my body from between my fingers. I let my fingers

caress her cherished secret place, my middle finger pressing between her labia minora, using my fingers to separate the four labia majora and minora from her thighs,

slowly pressing and moving. Finally, I let my middle finger linger at the vaginal opening, gently rubbing it, while the heel of my palm caressed her clitoris.

I kissed her from her neck to her chest, then slipped my tongue into her cleavage, tasting the unknown area. Her breathing was loud

, but it couldn't drown out her moans:

"...Mmm...Mmm...Mmm...Ah...Mmm..."

Her vagina was heating up, and my middle finger was starting to get wet. Before she could even stand, she took off my shirt

. I laid her flat on the bed, pulled off all her pants, and her wet pubic hair and vaginal fluids washed over me.

She kept her eyes tightly closed, savoring everything that was happening now and about to happen. I ripped off her last bra, and two

snow-white, full breasts jumped before my eyes. The large, white, and tender breasts were hemispherical and high, with small, purplish-black areolas and

nipples like black dates. It was an irresistible temptation. I took off my pants, pressed my knee against her wet vulva, and

continued to play with her clitoris. I freed my hands and pounced between her breasts. I buried my head in her cleavage, smelling the scent there,

and licking the base of her breasts. Her tender breasts rubbed against my cheeks, and my hands trembled as I kneaded and squeezed her breasts. I kissed her entire

breast, and finally took her right nipple into my mouth. My tongue rolled around the nipple, and my saliva moistened the areola. I

rubbed the left one with my right hand, then switched to the left and took the hardened nipple into my mouth, then switched back to the right.

I sucked on nipples and gently bit her areolas, carefully tasting these two strange things. It was because of them that I had come here.

“…Hmm…Ah…Ah…Hmm…Hmm…Ah…Hmm…Hmm…Hmm…”

Teacher Wang wanted to speak, but she could only utter these two sounds. However, the way she pulled off my underwear

expressed what she wanted to say. Her soft hands grasped my already hard penis and pulled it towards her genitals. She must have wanted to

understand my penis better. The usually serious Teacher Wang had become the lustful flesh beneath me. I

knew I shouldn't keep this thirsty woman waiting any longer. Before leaving her plump breasts, I bit her nipple again

and pinched the other one with my hand, as if trying to squeeze out milk. Perhaps I used too much force, “Ah…”

she cried out in pain.

It was my first time, so I wanted to know if her private area had been trodden by anyone else. I slowly

kissed from her cleavage down to her navel, the small opening on her smooth abdomen filled with my saliva. I continued kissing down to her clitoris. Perhaps I

hadn't conquered her yet, because her legs were closed, which neither of us could tolerate. I gently rubbed

the upper part of her clitoris with my left index finger, feeling her tremble. My right hand started from the inside of her right thigh, stroking past her vulva to the inside of her left

thigh , then back to the right. The smooth, moist skin filled my fingers with desire. As I stroked and kneaded, the frequency

and intensity increased, and her fair thighs slowly parted. A woman's scent wafted out, and her juices flowed freely. It

must be her vagina and uterus drooling with jealousy from her labia and clitoris. The sparse pubic hair couldn't cover the secret place. I parted the

slippery labia majora, revealing the rosy labia minora, and further inside, the moist vaginal opening looked exceptionally tender.

There, I saw the mysterious hymen. A surge of heat made my penis swell even thicker and larger.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm..."

Her thirst made her unbearable, and her hands reached for my penis again, but I wanted to do things my own way, so I pressed her hands

down on the bed, pressed my body against her breasts, put my tongue in my mouth for her to suck

, and then sucked her tongue in my mouth to taste it. Then I moved to the side and kissed her earlobe, my glans rubbing back and forth between her clitoris and vaginal opening, occasionally hitting her

labia minora. She couldn't speak, and her hands couldn't move, only choking back sobs that made her breasts and lower body start to vibrate, which made me

even more excited. After rubbing for a while, I stopped my glans at the vaginal opening and saw the painful

expression of Teacher Wang below due to thirst. In front of me was a young virgin, a university teacher. Extreme pride and desire made me thrust downwards with force

, and my glans broke through the hymen and entered the narrow, lubricated vagina. Blood stained our point of union.

"Ah..."

After a painful cry, Teacher Wang opened her eyes, tears welling up. Although I was pressing down on her 1.68-meter-

tall body , I felt she was incredibly petite and endearing. So I released her hands and kissed her eyebrows,

lips... As I pulled my penis upwards, she suddenly pressed her hand against my buttocks, as if afraid I would leave. How could I

leave ? Leaving this woman of desire at this moment would probably be more painful than killing her. I pulled my penis upwards and then

thrust it in even deeper, half of my penis sinking in.

"Mmm..."

After a blissful moan, she wrapped her arms around my back with relief, making me press tightly against her firm breasts.

I stroked her cheeks and kissed her, and she returned my kisses. My penis, of course, couldn't stop. I slowly withdrew and then thrust

deeply . Her vagina was moist and warm, tightly enveloping my penis. The friction between the vaginal walls and my penis during thrusting made

my penis itch slightly. When I withdrew, I pushed my body upward so that the exposed part of my penis could rub against her

clitoris , and the pressure on her breasts was even stronger. Withdrawing and inserting, withdrawing and inserting again, each time my penis thrust

deeper and harder.

"Mmm...mmm...ah...mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...ah...ah...mmm...mmm...

ah..."

Her moans encouraged me to thrust deeper into her vagina with even more force. She bent her knees and spread her legs wider so

I could penetrate even deeper. I thrust hard, and the head of my penis hit another channel. With my 18-centimeter-long penis,

I knew that was the cervix. So I thrust hard, inserting my entire penis into her vagina. The cervix enveloped the head of my penis, and

an intense itch spread throughout my entire penis.

"Ah..."

Amidst the cries of pleasure, her forbidden territory, guarded for 26 years, welcomed its first visitor and was completely possessed by me.

To relieve the itch, I began to wriggle on her vagina. Her breasts made me feel that there was still a distance between us, so I

squeezed her breasts hard, feeling the stimulation there. Her moans grew louder and louder. I pinched her soft ribs with my hand.

"Ah..."

Another cry of pleasure escaped her lips, and she involuntarily twisted her hips, which made me feel my penis rotate as well. Pleasure

spread throughout my body and into hers, because she began to wiggle her hips, which excited us both greatly. I

began to squeeze her vagina, my penis thrusting wildly inside her, but her moans seemed to fade away. She raised her

legs and then tightly wrapped them around my waist, her arms gripping my back from behind. Her originally narrow vagina

began to tighten, as if she were suffocating, her body only contracting and trembling. I knew she was approaching orgasm. The feeling of being tightly wrapped

made my penis incredibly hot, and I felt like I was about to ejaculate. But if I ejaculated now, her

orgasm would quickly subside, which would be unfair to the woman who made me so happy. So I continued

to squeeze . Although my penis could only move with difficulty inside her, it kept pushing her towards orgasm.

We were inseparable like this for about ten minutes. Just before her orgasm subsided, I used all my strength to thrust my lower abdomen forward, my penis jerking

out, and I ejaculated.

"Ah..."

The high-pitched scream amplified my climax, my penis repeatedly thrusting into her vagina and uterus, semen...

She kept washing over my colony.

"Ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...ah...

ah..."

As I ejaculated my last drop of semen, we both reached ecstasy. I lay on the bed, letting Teacher Wang lie on

top of me, my penis still inside her. We were both soaked in sweat—no, perhaps soaked in semen and vaginal fluid. I pulled off her

headdress, letting her long hair fall over her shoulders. The feeling of a woman with long hair was wonderful. I stroked her back and

kneaded her buttocks through her hair. Her eyes were slightly closed, her breathing shallow, a blissful smile on her lips, quietly enjoying the last

caresses. Her body trembled, especially the beautiful, tender flesh gripping my penis,

quivering .

This is my first woman, Teacher Wang. I will make the most of your breasts, let your tender flesh

experience unprecedented stimulation, and let your orgasms rise and rise. Ms. Wang's breathing calmed down. She opened

her eyes , and the penis still inside her reminded her that this soft thing had just pierced her hymen, rubbed against

her vagina, penetrated her uterus, filled her womb, possessed her entire reproductive system, and plucked the fruit she

had nurtured .

Thinking of her own hungry moans and excited screams, Ms. Wang buried her blushing face in my arms.

"You passed the test,"

her voice was still high-pitched, but gentle. When I thrust hard and blood splattered from her vagina, I knew I

had passed. I laid her flat, pulled out my penis, and let her vagina return to its original state so it wouldn't

loosen prematurely. I caressed her breasts; they were incredibly soft from our recent encounter, and her nipples were exceptionally tender

. These wonderful breasts were truly irresistible.

"Ms. Wang, did it feel good just now?" I asked softly.

"Yes, it felt good," she said gently.

"I want to know what a woman's body feels during sex?"

I continued to caress her, helping her recover. She hugged me, her face flushed.

"I felt so itchy down there, and I wanted to scratch it. When you touched my genitals, it felt like I was being electrocuted, my whole body

went numb , it felt so good, and the itching stopped. I wished you would keep touching me like that forever, but then you sped up, touching and

rubbing, and I felt so itchy inside my vagina. Before, it was just a light itch, but inside my vagina it was an intense itch. I wanted to find something

to put in and rub to stop the itch, but you wouldn't put it in. I wanted to talk, but I couldn't say anything.

When I was so itchy inside that I was about to lose consciousness, you finally put it in. Although it hurt a lot at first, it felt so good.

When you pulled up, it itched even more, and when you put it in again, it felt even better. That must be what pleasure is, right? Later, I couldn't tell if it was itching

or pleasure anymore. I just wanted to hold you tightly, to make it itchier and more pleasurable. When you ejaculated, you were so strong. I felt like I

was about to be split in two. You were thrusting so hard that I felt like I was going to die."

Her voice became lewd.

"Did you cry when I went in?"

"Yes, I'm not a casual person. I thought I'd wait until our wedding night to do this. I cherish it

, and I wasn't prepared at all when you went in. But I don't regret it. I used to think sex was great

, but today I know how pleasurable it is. Being a woman is so wonderful. I wish I'd met you sooner."

She seemed even more alluring, and I really wanted to go in again right away.

"Did I look very lewd then?"

"No, you looked beautiful."

"You won't never come to me again, will you?" she asked sweetly.

Never come again? How could I bear to part with such a wonderful woman?

"No, I'll come and pamper you often. Besides, I haven't said I'm leaving yet. After you recover,

we'll do it again, and I'll make you feel even better."

"Then you have to pamper me well later," she said lewdly. "What do you call this kind of thing?"

"It's called 'doing it'."

"Doing it... ah... that word sounds so lewd!" Her voice was indeed very lewd. "I heard that people usually

do it fast and hard, it's scary. Why don't you do it like that? But it feels so good to me."

"Fast and slow, each has its own merits. I think that savoring it slowly allows us to fully experience the pleasure and

reach the highest level of sex. But always going at a slow pace makes it hard to enjoy, and it gets boring after a while. So

the way we make love needs to be varied. We'll do something intense later and let you experience it, okay?"

"My lower part has been yours for a long time. You can do whatever you want with it, just thrust into me as hard as you want..."

I stopped listening to her lewd words and prepared to fulfill my promise. I made her lie flat, took her hand and kissed it,

sucking on her slender fingers and stroking her jade-like arms. When my eyes fell on her vibrant breasts, I couldn't help but pounce on them, kissing, kneading,

sucking, and biting. She smiled proudly, as if I had already been defeated by her jade breasts. This was unacceptable. I left

her breasts, turned her over, and thought to myself, "Later, I'll make you beg me to penetrate your vagina, and then we'll see if you're still laughing!"

My lips moved from her smooth back to her buttocks and thighs. I turned her over, grabbed her right leg and held it in

my arms, rubbing her vulva with my knee. I began to savor her jade-like legs, kneading her slender, smooth thighs

, from her thighs to her calves, and then back again. I lifted her legs up and held them tightly to my body, letting my

chest and lower abdomen feel the softness and delicacy of her jade-like legs. My swollen penis touched the inside of her thighs. I kissed her

thin, white feet. The hard bones and delicate skin on them made my desire rise. When I kissed the soles of her feet,

her legs suddenly pulled back. Her smooth jade-like legs roamed over my body, rubbing against my penis. I held her legs tightly

to prevent them from slipping away again, and then licked the soles of her feet. Her jade-like legs struggled desperately, her smooth skin rubbing against my

upper body and penis. Her clitoris also rubbed against my knees with the twisting of her body.

"Ah...ah...ah...um...ah...um...um...ah...ah ah..."

Her breasts swayed powerfully, and fluid flowed from her vagina.

"It itches...it itches...no...no...um...don't...um...um...ah...faster

...faster...put it in...um...ah...it itches..."

Whether it was her feet or her vagina that itched, she had succumbed to my power. I parted her legs and thrust

in .

"Ah..."

A cry of unparalleled pleasure escaped her lips, encouraging me to go deeper. I was now an expert, I...

I grabbed her knees and spread them apart against her chest, thrusting deeper and harder into her vagina with each stroke.

The fluid gushing from her wet our thighs, and her snow-white breasts heaved with each movement.

"Ah...ah...ah...um...um...um...ah um...ah...um..."

The space inside her vagina felt increasingly cramped; she was beginning to climax. But I wanted to take her to an even higher level. I rolled

her over, making her lie on her side, and pushed one of her legs towards her chest. My penis rubbed against the vaginal walls relentlessly,

the head thrusting into her cervix. Her excited body vibrated back and forth on the bed from my thrusts.

"Ah...ah...ah...um ah...ah...ah ah..."

She climaxed again. I rolled her over once more, my penis swirling inside her vagina.

"Ah... um... um... ah... ah..."

I made her kneel in front of me with her back to me, grabbed her arms and pulled them back, suspending her upper body in the air so I

could thrust in more forcefully. I used my legs to spread her legs wider, her smooth buttocks on my lower abdomen arousing my fighting

spirit. I thrust forward and forcefully into her vagina.

"Um... um... ah... um ah..."

Her moans echoed in my ears, and she couldn't help but twist her buttocks in front of me, her long hair swaying back and

forth with each full thrust. Her hot, tight vagina brought us both to orgasm. I pressed her down on the bed, making her buttocks

stick out even higher. I lay on top of her, reaching forward to tightly grasp her breasts.

"Ah... ah... ah... ah... ah... ah... ah... ah..."

With screams, I thrust into her uterus, filling her body with hot fluid. We embraced tightly,

savoring the pleasure just now, her trembling, wet body was soothing.

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening startled us from our lingering warmth. I then realized it was already evening.

It was Ms. He, the saleswoman, who entered. She was startled at first, but quickly smiled calmly at Ms. Wang.

Ms. seeing this, naturally greeted her in return. My heart stopped racing, and I

greeted Ms. He with ease. It turned out that Ms. He and Ms. Wang lived together. I heard that although Ms. He was Han Chinese, she grew up in Xinjiang. I

never imagined that the people of Xinjiang were so open-minded…

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