She was raped and impregnated by her teacher and became a sex slave.

My name is Tangtang, born in 1998, and I currently attend the private Weige High School.

During morning break, in the secluded shade of the campus, I unbuttoned my shirt, revealing my proud breasts, and knelt on the soft grass. I pulled my boyfriend Acheng's penis from his zipper and carefully licked it. I took the glans into my mouth, my tongue pulling back his foreskin, meticulously licking his cute glans, my tongue deftly gliding around it, while my hand gently stroked his penis. The quiet shade under the trees produced a hissing sound, like me sucking on a dripping popsicle.

Acheng held my head with one hand, his fingertips buried in my hair, his throat making rapid, panting breaths.

Suddenly, Acheng pulled out his penis, his semen shooting onto my face and hair, and some even dripped from my chin onto my soft breasts.

I took out a tissue and wiped the semen off my face, complaining as I did so, "Didn't you say you'd shoot it in my mouth? What if you get your clothes dirty?"

"Sorry, Tangtang is so cute, I couldn't resist."

My boyfriend's lighthearted coaxing made me forgive him without any backbone: "I'll let it go this time, but if you do this again, I won't give you oral sex."

"Um, you were the one who seduced me!"

"Nonsense, you were the one staring at my lips the whole time."

"By the way, you seem to be getting more and more skilled lately? It's making me feel better and better."

"There's tons of this kind of knowledge online, do you think they're working hard to make anyone comfortable?"

Acheng chuckled blankly and said naively, "Tangtang, you're getting cuter and cuter!"

I was so proud that my boyfriend was infatuated with me. I spent the whole class thinking about Acheng's lecherous gaze, and I didn't even notice what the teacher was saying. I didn't even react when the bell rang. My best friend Shanshan came over and woke me up, saying sourly, "Oh, our Tangtang is lovesick again!"

I retorted and tried to grab her chest, but Shanshan laughed and dodged. I chased after her relentlessly out of the classroom and we played around in the hallway. Suddenly, an annoying voice rang out next to us: "Hey, you guys are so youthful today, but be careful not to fall."

Tangtang and I looked over, and sure enough, it was that fat math teacher with a beer belly.

Shan Shan patted the teacher's big belly and said sarcastically, "Teacher Chen seems to be in a good mood. What good stuff did you eat this time? Your belly has gotten even bigger!"

Teacher Chen actually pulled me close and said to Shan Shan, "Guess? Maybe I ate a girl as cute as Tangtang!"

I was furious. I broke free from him and kicked his big belly hard. Fat Chen didn't care at all, patted the shoe print on his belly, and said sanctimoniously, "Get ready for class!"

This teacher was a middle-aged man in his forties, fat and sleazy, who still hadn't found a wife. But this disgusting middle-aged man called me to the hotel at noon.

"I'm telling you, Fatty Chen! If you touch me in public again, I'll..."

Before I could finish my threat, the teacher leaned in, his hairy hand grabbing my round breasts through my clothes. His lewd, pockmarked, fat face came closer and said, "Don't be so heartless, Tangtang. Are you happy with your boyfriend? A cute girl like you with such good skills, he must be head over heels for you, right? Tsk tsk, I could smell semen in your hair in the hallway today."

These words made me stiffen, and my attempts to push him away felt even weaker. There are only 7 boys in our class of 50. Acheng is the only handsome guy besides the other 6 ugly ones. He's good at everything, from studies to sports. Even though those sluts know he has me as his girlfriend, they still fawn over him all the time. How can I keep Acheng's heart? Today, Acheng said his oral sex skills are getting better and better, and this skill isn't something he learned from porn sites.

A strong, fishy smell filled my nostrils. Looking down, I saw an ugly, hot thing rubbing against my school uniform. The strong fishy smell was different from the pungent smell of Ah Cheng's smegma-covered penis; it was filled with a sexual aroma. My willpower weakened, and I lost even the ability to offer any symbolic resistance. The teacher slapped my head, and I obediently, or rather habitually, knelt down, grasping that disgusting, filthy penis.

Although I complied because I knew resistance was pointless, my attitude couldn't be as subservient as I was to Acheng. I gripped the filthy thing tightly, pinched my nose, and said fiercely, "It stinks! Did you even take a bath? You filthy fat pig, no wonder you can't find a wife!"

The teacher didn't care about my sharp tongue and forced out what he thought was a kind but actually lewd smile, saying, "When does the teacher not take a bath? It's just that the weather is too hot and I'm irritable. Tangtang, quickly help the teacher cool down."

I grasped the penis that my fingers could barely encircle. The dark penis looked like it was covered with a layer of greasy grime, with thick blue veins coiled on it like crooked earthworms, looking extremely disgusting. The reddish-purple glans exuded a burning heat, and a drop of clear, sticky liquid seeped from the urethral opening. The strong fishy smell made me want to vomit my lunch.

Gently rubbing the penis, my fingertips felt a greasy sensation. If it weren't for its hard, unyielding feel, I would have almost thought I was touching a slug, the kind of insect I hate most. Reluctantly, I grasped the penis and shoved the glans into my mouth. The egg-sized glans almost filled my mouth, and the scalding, foul odor rushed down my throat, causing an indescribable nausea that made me gag. My mouth produced even more saliva to moisten the large glans. In

the end, I still licked this disgusting fat pig. Sucking on the large glans, my tongue laboriously licking its surface, my initial reluctance slowly transformed into a "what's the use" attitude. Gradually, the taste of the penis became less unbearable. I didn't even realize it myself, but I licked this penis with more effort and dedication than I did lick Ah Cheng's piss-smelling cock.

This penis was too big; I could swallow Ah Cheng's entire penis with a deep throat, while just sucking the glans without my teeth touching it was a struggle. I spat out the large glans, grasped the base of the large penis with both small hands, and slowly squeezed upwards. A lot of viscous, transparent liquid was squeezed out of the urethral opening. I licked away this liquid with the tip of my tongue, then mixed it with saliva and smeared it all over the penis with my tongue. The rough penis became slippery. I stroked the penis back and forth with my hands, opened my mouth wide, and took the heavy, drooping testicles, which

looked like they were in a bag, into my mouth. The teacher's scrotum was different from Acheng's. Acheng's scrotum was like a small mound, and the outline of the testicles was not obvious from the outside. The teacher's scrotum was like a plastic bag containing a watermelon, with huge testicles hanging there heavily, and there were veins on them. It looked terrifying and disgusting.

"Not bad, not bad, you need to lick the balls and the base of the penis properly too. Tangtang's little mouth is getting better and better, did your boyfriend make you blowjob this morning? Compared to your boyfriend, which penis tastes better, yours or mine?"

I spat out the balls, and my hand stroking the penis became rougher. I said disdainfully, "Hmph, of course Acheng's penis is the best. I'm satisfied as long as I can eat his penis!"

The teacher pushed me down on the bed, took off my pants and underwear, but left my stockings and leather shoes on. He spread my legs, his unkempt beard sticking up my labia, and breathed hot air onto my vulva, saying, "But has your boyfriend ever licked you? Even if he has, his technique isn't as good as mine, is it?"

After that, my labia were spread wide apart by two thumbs, revealing the bright red, tender flesh inside, like a butterfly spreading its wings. A thick tongue licked my labia minora; I didn't know if it was his disgusting saliva or my own uncontrollable lubrication, but my vagina instantly became wet. The disgusting tongue pierced into my vagina; it was soft and terrifying. I'm most afraid of soft things. The disgust and fear further stimulated my sensitive body; I trembled all over, and my heart pounded wildly.

The slurping sound rang out, like the kind of sound a very uncivilized person makes when deliberately drinking soup. My face flushed, and I looked up at him, shouting, "Don't suck so hard! ...Ugh~!"

The teacher lifted his face from my private parts, a lewd and obscene smile spreading across his face. "Hehe, isn't my technique much better than your boyfriend's? Does it feel good to be licked by your teacher?"

I turned my head away and snorted disdainfully. "Ah Cheng doesn't need any technique. I feel great just from a casual touch!"

Hearing this, the teacher took off his pants, revealing his hairy thighs. He spread my legs and placed them on his waist. His large glans, without even needing to use his hands, was aimed at my honey hole. He said, "Your tsundere loli is so cute. I can't help but want to love you hard!"

"Ugh!" I exclaimed in surprise as his thick and long penis thrust hard into my tender honey hole. The large glans roughly parted and squeezed the layers of flesh, slamming hard against my clitoris. I spread my legs as wide as possible, my body stiff and straight, my head involuntarily tilting back, trying to relax my lower body to welcome the rough insertion of the large penis.

The teacher lifted my upturned buttocks, lifting my waist off the bed, and said smugly, "How is it? It hit my cervix, didn't it? My boyfriend can't go this deep, right? Isn't it great?"

To be honest, being penetrated that deep wasn't great at all; it hurt a bit, and it felt terrifying. The teacher piled my clothes up to my neck, unhooked my bra, revealing my breasts, the envy of all the girls in the school, and then, as the penis began to thrust in and out, the sight of my swaying breasts was also seen by this disgusting old man.

The teacher thrust very forcefully; my tight, delicate little hole couldn't withstand his impact at all. Tears streamed down my face, and saliva dripped from my slightly open mouth. Feeling that huge, burning-hot thing ramming into my body, I still couldn't believe how something so big could fit inside me—like trying to fit an elephant in a refrigerator!

"High school girls' bodies are so much better, so tender and tight, it just feels different," the teacher said smugly as he thrust into me, as if commenting on a toy.

I retorted defiantly, "You fat pig, still single at your age, you dare to say that? Besides going to prostitutes, all you do is threaten me, you shameless rapist!"

My bravado quickly died down. The teacher changed his thrusting technique, withdrawing his glans just before reaching my sensitive spot, until I was caught between wanting more and feeling both resisted and embarrassed, when his massive penis plunged in hard. It felt like an itch that couldn't be scratched being repeatedly teased, only to be scratched when you couldn't take it anymore—how could it not be uncomfortable?

My desire was repeatedly aroused and then satisfied, my vagina overflowing with lustful fluids. Each time the large glans slammed against my cervix, my entire vagina felt stretched to its limit by the massive penis, as if it were about to be torn apart. The pain and discomfort caused the walls of my vagina to desperately squeeze the penis, trying to push it out, but little did I know that this only increased the man's pleasure. When the penis finally withdrew, teasing around my sensitive spots, I longed to be penetrated by this huge penis, to have it fuck my vagina raw.

"Ugh...uh...so big...too big...mmm...mmm..." My cries grew louder and louder, more and more meaningless, just instinctive moans.

"How about it? The teacher is good at it, right? High school boys can't find your sensitive spots, can they? A girl as horny as you? Can your boyfriend satisfy you?"

I raised my eyebrows and glared at him, saying, "How can trash like you compare to Cheng... Ah ha... Ah ah!... Cheng can make me orgasm just by casually thrusting in!... Hmm... No..."

"Is that so?" The teacher picked me up, tore off my shirt, turned me around so my back was to him, and this time his penis went in even deeper. The teacher held my soft buttocks with both hands, lifted my body, and then began to thrust his penis violently.

"Ahhhhhh!! No!... It's so deep..."

"How is it? Your boyfriend probably doesn't know how to do this, right? At most, he'll just lie on top of you or do back-and-forth piston-like movements from behind, right? Can he penetrate Tangtang so deeply? Can he caress Tangtang's G-spot with his glans? Can he stir Tangtang's vagina with his penis? Can he make Tangtang make such cute moans?"

I have a boyfriend, yet I'm being fucked so aroused by this disgusting and lewd middle-aged man. I'm so ashamed I want to crawl into a hole. I turned around and said fiercely to him, "Don't... don't you dare say bad things about Acheng! You pervert... you fat pig... you're fucking me... you're making me uncomfortable!!"

"Oh? You're not allowed to talk bad about your boyfriend? Tangtang is the type to be a good wife and mother, I'm really jealous of your boyfriend! But that's what makes Tangtang so cute, I'll take good care of you!"

The teacher lifted one of my thighs with one hand, making my vagina seem to open even wider, and his penis seemed to penetrate even deeper. He no longer supported my buttocks, letting my body be lifted up and then fall freely. My only leg was struggling to support my body on the bed, unable to resist the increasingly deep and powerful penetration.

A hairy arm went under my armpit, and a rough, thick hand grasped my firm breasts, his fingers digging deep into my flesh, pinching my erect nipples between his fingers. The hand that was dragging my leg wasn't going to be idle either. It wrapped around my lower knee and grasped my other breast. Two rough, disgusting hands kneaded my tender breasts without any restraint. The shameful pleasure transmitted through my breasts to my wildly beating heart. I couldn't help but cry out, "Ahhh!! So good... Ahhh... Harder!! It's so swollen and uncomfortable down there... but it feels so good... Fuck me harder!!"

As if to reward my compromise, or to break down my defenses even further, the hand that was kneading my breasts left my chest and explored my lower body, which was being violently thrust into and constantly spraying out my vaginal fluids. It found the clitoris, which was as big as a plump peanut, and gently rubbed it with its thumb and forefinger.

"Ahhh! Don't do this... I'll die... No... I'm going to die!!!"

The multiple pleasures from above and below brought me to a high orgasm. My body trembled as if the still violently thrusting penis had drained all my strength. Thick semen powerfully sprayed deep into my flower, pushing my orgasm to a new peak. The teacher pushed me down onto the bed, his hands gripping my breasts tightly as if he wanted to crush them. His penis was fully inserted deep into my vagina, and semen gushed out in spurts, still throbbing inside me even after he finished.

My tearful eyes were unfocused, and my drooling mouth murmured, "How many times have I told you not to ejaculate inside me!"

The teacher pulled me into his arms, making me lie on his hairy belly. His still-erect penis was guided back into my tender vagina to prevent the semen from flowing out, and he said slyly, "It means Teacher loves you, my Tangtang, accept Teacher's love!"

"Enough! Love your mother's ass! You idiot!"

This was the third time I'd been dragged into a hotel room by that disgusting old man during lunch break.

It all started when I got completely drunk at a karaoke bar. On the way to be taken away, I ran into Chen, the math teacher. His threats scared the boys away, but instead of taking me home, he took me to his messy bachelor's house and ravaged me all night. When I woke up the next day, my vagina was swollen like a fried dough stick, and yellowish semen was oozing out. I don't know how long the teacher had been storing that semen.

A few days later, after school, the teacher called me to the gym. I thought he wouldn't dare do anything to me at school, so I followed him. Naively, I even planned to threaten him into not telling anyone about us or I would accuse him of rape. But in the gym, he actually raped me, and that's how our relationship began.

After having sex with the math teacher, my boyfriend, Acheng, noticed the change in me and praised me for becoming more and more feminine. Because of this compliment, the teacher wanted to take me to a hotel for the first time, and I went without thinking.

Including this time, my teacher and I have had sex five times so far, all without a condom and he ejaculated inside. It's been over two months and nothing's happened. From initial anxiety, I've become less concerned. I thought getting pregnant wouldn't be so easy; the couple next door only had a child after seven or eight years of marriage.

I didn't get a proper rest at noon, and on my way to school, I was listless and sighing repeatedly, thinking that I'd been slept with by that fat pig again. Although I have to admit it was painful at first, I'm slowly starting to feel it again. I secretly touched my lower abdomen. Although I got rid of the semen at the toilet, there's probably still quite a bit left inside, even though Ah Cheng didn't ejaculate inside me.

Just thinking about Acheng, I felt a light tap on my shoulder from behind, and I shouted, "Tangtang!"

"Ah!!" I jumped in surprise, turning around to see Acheng's handsome face, which had a very Korean-style look. I said guiltily, "You! What...what are you doing! You scared me!"

Acheng didn't expect my strong reaction and said sweating, "I just saw you and said hello, and wanted to go back to the classroom with you...By the way, Tangtang's startled screams are so cute!"

"Ugh! Don't say I'm cute or anything like that..." I puffed up my cheeks angrily, but seeing Acheng's somewhat bewildered face, I felt a sweet warmth in my heart. Yes, as long as I could be by Acheng's side and make him feel comfortable, that was enough. To hell with the pleasure of having sex with that perverted old man! I stood on tiptoe and, in front of all the students walking towards the school gate, gently kissed Acheng's cheek with the mouth that had just been licking the teacher's penis.

During recess, on the top floor of the stairs, Ah Cheng and I hid there, kissing and touching each other's breasts. I pulled up my clothes, unhooked my bra, and guided Ah Cheng's hand to caress my breasts. Ah Cheng, while awkwardly touching them , exclaimed, "Tangtang, your breasts are so big! They look even bigger after you take off your clothes, and they seem to be getting bigger and softer."

I gave him a seductive look, puffed out my chest, and said, "You're so horny! Do you like them? You can touch them anytime you like!"

Ah Cheng got excited and reached out to touch my genitals, saying, "Baby, I want them, we..."

I shook my head and said, "No, class is about to start!" Looking at Ah Cheng's disappointed face, I chuckled and whispered to him, "My parents will be home very late tonight! Do you want to come to my house?"

After school in the afternoon, I led Ah Cheng to my house. After entering my bedroom, Ah Cheng couldn't wait to rip off my clothes and started biting and nibbling at my nipples, making me giggle. When his hand touched my breasts, they became incredibly sensitive. A pleasurable sensation, like an electric current, swept through my body. I craved and desired his caresses. When his hand reached my genitals, he didn't deliberately tease my clitoris or insert his fingers; he simply stroked my labia. I felt as if my very soul trembled, my lower abdomen burning, and my vaginal fluids flowing freely.

Ah Cheng guided his adorable penis into my body, and I obediently parted my legs to welcome his entry. I held him tightly, pressing my body against his, contracting my pelvic muscles to match his rhythm and make him feel even better. Then... in the time it takes to sing a song, Ah Cheng, who was on top of me, stopped thrusting and ejaculated inside me.

After ejaculating, Ah Cheng checked the time and put on his clothes. I clung to his arm, my breasts nestled between his, and said coquettishly, "Leaving so soon? Stay a little longer! I'll let you do whatever you want to me!"

Acheng apologized, "It's getting late, I have to go home. Here, hurry up and put on your clothes, or you'll catch a cold... Okay, I'm leaving now, see you tomorrow!"

My bra was still bunched up on my breasts, my panties were still hanging on my ankles, and my vulva under my short skirt held Acheng's meager semen, not a drop spilling out. I stared blankly out the window at Acheng, who had already walked away, still holding the clothes he had given me, feeling sorry for myself. I was almost at my climax! Just a little bit more, how could I have ejaculated so quickly! Sigh, I didn't want to force Acheng to do anything, I didn't want him to dislike me, what if he thought I was a slut... But, my lower body is still so hot and itchy! If it were a teacher... if it were a teacher, he would fuck me until I was exhausted, and after I climaxed, he would shoot a lot of thick semen into my body. He would also caress my bruised and battered vulva, watching his thick semen being squeezed out of my vagina. He would even make me lick up the semen left on his penis and eat it... Ah! I want it so much!

I caressed my clitoris with one hand and pinched and rubbed my nipple with the other. My desire was constantly being ignited. I kept telling myself: I only need A-Cheng's heart. As long as we love each other, nothing else matters. Yes, I don't care what happens to my feverish body!

The hand caressing my body became stronger and stronger. I let out shameful moans. I was thinking of A-Cheng, but somehow my phone dialed Math Chen's number. I tossed the phone aside and began masturbating passionately until I reached a small climax. Then, with my hand still wet with semen, I picked up the phone and said in a weak, yet coquettish voice, "Teacher... are you listening?" "

Baby, I'm listening!"

"I want it so badly, can I come to you?"

"I'll wait for you at my place! You know how to get there, right? I'll pay you for a taxi, hurry up, Teacher's waiting for you! Oh, and wear the clothes I wore the first night I slept with you!"

I put on a short skirt that didn't go past my knees, white stockings, and a tight t-shirt, went out, hailed a taxi, and headed to Teacher's apartment.

When I arrived at her building, I found her already waiting for me. My face flushed, and my lust had subsided considerably on the way there. I cursed myself for offering myself up for free; wasn't this even more despicable than a prostitute?

The teacher, seemingly oblivious to my struggles, came over and hugged me. His unpleasant, pungent odor filled my nostrils. I struggled briefly but couldn't break free, so I let him hold me.

He said mysteriously, "Tangtang, you were drunk the night we first met. Want me to recreate that night for you so you won't regret it?"

I was tempted, curious. After a moment's internal struggle, I nodded slightly, but lowered my head further, my chin almost touching my chest.

The teacher laughed and carried me on his back. I lay sprawled on his broad back, trying to appear as if I were drunk and weak, my full breasts flattened by the pressure. His hands, supporting my buttocks, caressed my bottom through my underwear, occasionally squeezing it, his fingers sinking into my soft flesh.

He carried me up three flights of stairs, finally reaching his house. The teacher was already panting and sweating profusely. He put me on the bed, which was really just a Simmons mattress on the floor. I lay on the bed without moving, while the teacher stripped naked. When he took off his underwear, which was bigger than my skirt, I noticed that his penis was already erect.

The teacher moved closer to me, and as he lifted me onto his back, he was already drenched in sweat, reeking of body odor. He said, "I just put you on the bed like this, and I, a dazed little beauty, was so excited my heart was about to jump out of my chest! And then I..."

He finished speaking and pressed down on me, sticking out his disgusting tongue to lick my smooth face, which I washed four times a day with face wash, leaving behind saliva that would stink as soon as it touched the air. Then he pinched my face with one hand and brought his mouth to my lips. I tried to push him away in terror, because even after he had fucked me so many times, I had never let him kiss me, but the teacher said, "I already kissed you back then, why bother?"

I thought, even the kiss that symbolized love had been taken away by this fat bastard, what else did I have that didn't belong to him? So I relaxed my body, and at the same time, I found it quite fun, so I closed my eyes as if I were asleep, letting him do as he pleased.

The teacher pinched my face and pried my mouth open. He first sucked on my upper and lower lips for a long time until they were numb, then stuck his disgusting, smelly tongue into my mouth and swirled it around inside. Because we were reenacting what happened in that game, I was too drunk to respond to him, letting him smear his foul saliva all over my mouth. When he left my lips, there was still a glistening thread of saliva attached. My mouth was covered in foul saliva, and the stench filled my nose, which was so close to mine. It felt incredibly disgusting, but I also felt incredibly excited because I had decided to give in to this. I wanted him to dirty my body and then use that dirty body to love that impotent A-Cheng!

My t-shirt was lifted up, my bra was unhooked, and the teacher exclaimed, "What beautiful breasts! Most women's breasts are invisible when they lie flat, but these are as firm and perky as peaches!" Then, his large hands carefully played with my breasts, kneading them into various shapes, praising their softness and elasticity! I felt a surge of happiness, a blissful, alluring smile playing on my lips.

When the teacher put my nipple in his mouth and sucked on it, I almost cried out. After a while, he straightened up, lifted my thighs, and licked back and forth on my smooth, flawless skin, leaving behind foul-smelling saliva. The teacher said, "Such elastic skin, I can't take it anymore!" Then I felt a chill in my private area as my underwear was ripped off.

My shapely, long thighs were spread wide apart, and my vagina felt a little cool. The teacher buried his head in my skirt, and a thick tongue licked my labia and inside my vagina. When his tongue teased my clitoris and he gently bit it with his teeth, I almost wanted to clamp his head between my thighs.

His head left my pubic hair, and I closed my eyes, waiting for his next move. Then something hot pried open my labia, and that thing pierced into my vagina.

"You woke up the moment I penetrated you."

"Then why don't I remember anything?"

"You drank too much and blacked out, anyway. You were acting like you were dying that night, and then you got really wild!"

"I don't believe you!"

"Hehe, my little darling, I love you like this, stubborn but your body always tells the truth. It gives me a real sense of accomplishment!"

"You pervert, waah!"

The teacher started kissing me, kissing my lower body while slowly thrusting. The pleasure in my tender hole broke through my restraint, and I began to respond to his kisses.

He flipped me over and made me kneel on the bed, holding my buttocks as he began to thrust. I noticed he always did this; at the beginning, he would always have a fierce charge, leaving me completely defeated, before he could play with me as he pleased. His thick, hard penis pounded into my tender hole, which I'd only had sex with less than ten times since losing my virginity. The feeling of my hole being stretched, torn, and penetrated surged through my body like an electric current. I kept begging for mercy: "Teacher, no! Slow down, stop! Ahh... You're so perverted! Using such an embarrassing position!"

The teacher's hands held my breasts below, lifting my body up. My body arched backward as I endured his thrusts from behind. "Teacher, no!"

"It's all because Tangtang's body is too tempting."

My body went from half-kneeling to half-squatting, and the teacher continued to fuck my tender hole from below, holding my slender body in his arms, licking my nipples on my sides, while his other hand played with my other breast.

"How is it? My pussy is being fucked and played with at the same time, is it good?"

"Mmm... Ahh!... So comfortable... Teacher, you're so good at it..."

"Hehe, I came right then and there. It's been almost half a year since I've touched a woman. I've fucked such a beautiful and tender little beauty like you. I've given you half a year's worth of stock."

"Ah ha... My pussy is so numb... Teacher... Can I... ask you for a favor?... I'm willing to let you fuck me... Please don't come inside, okay?"

The big cock thrust even more violently. The teacher smiled lewdly: "That depends on how well Tangtang behaves. I like slutty girls, and I especially like Tangtang's sweet and soft voice. Haven't you seen how often I call on you to speak in class?"

After the teacher finished speaking, he picked me up and carried me to the wall, making me stick my butt up against the wall. He then thrust into me from behind again. I was pinned against the wall, enduring wave after wave of assault, which felt like being raped. This excited me. At that moment, I finally admitted that if he hadn't been fucking me so well, would I have let this man, whom I originally hated and found disgusting, fuck me again and again after being raped?

"Ah...ah...it hurts...but feels so good...I'm going to break!...Teacher...I...I need to pee!"

"Oh? You're about to have an orgasm and lose control of your bladder?"

"No...ah!...I drank a big cup of milk tea after school...I can't take it anymore...let me pee first, okay?"

"Hehe, just pee like this!"

"Pervert! How can I pee like this...ah...no! No!...ah!"

My vagina was being violently thrust into, and the sudden urge to urinate was unbearable. A stream of urine shot out, but I managed to hold it back. When the teacher saw this, he lifted my legs high, making me like a dog. I finally couldn't hold it in anymore, and the urine gushed out, creating an indescribable scene with the continuous thrusting of the penis.

The urine flowed down my thighs that supported my body. After urinating, I felt a sense of relief. Coupled with the stimulation of being fucked, I completely forgot about the small matter of getting my body wet with urine, which I usually valued.

The teacher seemed even more excited after watching me urinate, letting out muffled groans and lifting my legs even higher. My legs were draped over his shoulders, forming a split with the leg supporting my body. The teacher held my long legs and vigorously fucked my hole, making me moan repeatedly. "Ahhh!! No... Ugh~ Fuck me to death, such a big cock, so beautiful!! So intense... I'm going to break! Good husband, fuck me hard, pierce me!! Teacher... Good husband... I'm losing it! I'm losing it ahhh!!"

I screamed wildly, never having screamed so wildly with Ah Cheng. My whole body went limp and I was about to fall, but the teacher caught me and gave me a final thrust inside my hole. We both reached orgasm at the same time, and hot semen poured into the depths of my flower again, mixing with Ah Cheng's semen.

I collapsed weakly onto the filthy floor of the bachelor's house, where my yellow urine, still warm and steaming, had soaked my hair. I was too weak to move.

"Ah...ah...didn't I say...don't ejaculate inside me?"

"Tangtang's hole feels so good. Isn't there a saying that it's a man's instinct to ejaculate inside the woman he loves? I couldn't hold back, so I came."

"Who wants a stinky old man like you! Look how much you've ejaculated, it's all spilled out. When Acheng ejaculated inside me before, not a single drop leaked out as I walked along."

"So that's why my penis was covered in white foam when I fucked you. Turns out your boyfriend couldn't satisfy you, so you came to your teacher."

I drifted off to sleep, and after what seemed like forever, I felt my t-shirt and skirt being completely removed, even my socks. I was utterly naked. Then a pair of large hands groped all over my body, and a tongue licked every inch of me. The air was thick with the stench of saliva. My feet were lifted up, and a tongue kept licking between my toes, even sucking on them endlessly. I couldn't take it anymore and opened my eyes, saying, "Are you trying to kill me?! Licking me like that is so disgusting!"

The response was a huge penis thrusting into my vagina. My numb body was forced to endure the onslaught once more. I was helplessly manipulated into various shameful positions as he fucked me. All that was left was the strength to moan and wail: "Ah... why again... you're clearly a middle-aged man... yet you're so good... ah... you're clearly a dirty and disgusting fat pig, why does it feel so good to fuck me... ah... that's right, I'm the teacher's sow... fuck me to death... ahhh... I'm going to die... I'm going to lose it again... no... God! You shot so much inside again..."

The troublesome final exams were over. In the last math class, the teacher was explaining the difficult questions on the test. I looked at my test paper speechlessly. I was never good at math, and I hadn't done any math homework this semester, so it was easy to imagine how badly I would do. But one night, the teacher called me to his office. After a passionate encounter, he took out a test paper and told me to copy the answers. And then there was this test paper in front of me with an A grade.

Looking at the crooked and messy answers on the test paper, I recalled that night when the teacher was behind me, slowly inserting his penis into my anus while telling me to lie on the desk to answer the questions. I couldn't help but think that if all the teachers were difficult teachers and had this kind of relationship with me, studying would be much easier.

In the sweltering summer heat, I hid in my room with the air conditioning on, chatting with Acheng on WeChat. I had just sent a rather ambiguous message, eagerly awaiting Acheng's reply. The message came in, and I excitedly opened it, only to find the profile picture was my teacher's old face. "

Fat Pig Chen: Thinking of Tangtang makes me look like this. I really want you to lick it for me!"

It also included a picture, a close-up of a penis, the mushroom-shaped glans reddish-purple, the fat penis looking filthy and disgusting. Sometimes I think, aren't fat people supposed to have short penises? How come this fat pig has such a deadly thing?

I ignored him and continued flirting with Acheng via text messages. A while later, the teacher sent another message, this time with pictures he'd taken of us having sex, accompanied by the caption: "Without you, I can only masturbate while looking at your pictures.

" I angrily pressed the voice message button and yelled, "Don't send this disgusting stuff!"

I threw my phone away, completely losing the will to chat with Acheng. I grabbed a pillow and smashed it against my phone, burying my face in it in a huff. Perhaps because the air conditioning wasn't cool enough, my body started to feel slightly warm. "It's all those photos' fault! That pervert! That idiot! That rapist!" I cursed viciously.

I thought about our recent outrageous sex; besides going to a hotel almost every day at noon, traces of our intercourse were left all over the campus.

After school, in the classroom, on the podium, he made me hold onto it, and like a yellow dog urinating, he lifted one leg high, then penetrated me from behind. I imagined this happening during math class, with my leg raised in front of the whole class so they could clearly see my pussy being penetrated by his big cock. Also, in Acheng's seat, I lay on his desk, pressed against the window, my firm breasts flattened against the glass. Someone might pass by outside. In this tense environment, I reached orgasm, and he ejaculated inside me in Acheng's seat. After being ejaculated inside, I even

gave him oral sex while he sat in Acheng's chair. During evening self-study, I secretly sneaked into the teacher's office, where I was forcibly kissed. While wetting him, he kept spitting his saliva into my mouth and forced me to swallow a mouthful of his saliva. Finally, I was trained to enjoy wet kissing and swallowing the saliva of a man with bad breath. After a wet kiss, of course, we had to make love. I wrapped my arms around the teacher's neck, my legs clamping around his thick waist, his large penis inside me. We walked and made love like this in the empty corridor.

In the school's gym where the sports equipment was stored, my hands were bound with jump ropes, and my own socks and underwear were stuffed into my mouth. In the dimly lit, musty-smelling gym, we played a bondage and rape game.

There were also many, many nude photos and oral sex pictures. I gave the teacher oral sex in the classroom, in the office, in the corridor, in the toilet, on the sports field, in the shade... Flipping through these photos, I realized how absurd my life had been for the past month.

Lying on the bed, my body shifted restlessly. I reached into my underwear and touched myself; my fingertips were covered in lewd fluid. When the phone rang with a lewd voice, I realized that I had dialed the teacher's number without realizing it: "Hey, Tangtang, do you miss the teacher's big cock?"

The teacher had asked me to meet him on the pedestrian street. Surrounded by men and women in colorful clothes, I was being led by the hand by a lecherous middle-aged man. How could I possibly be interested? The teacher was decisive, dragging me directly to a hotel room. Indeed, what could a high school student like me do with a middle-aged man old enough to be my father, besides sleeping together?

It was a very nice themed hotel, with a large princess bed and a charmingly decorated room. I never expected the teacher to choose such a place.

The teacher had already stripped naked, hugging me from behind, his hands groping my body. As always, I smelled that pungent odor of sweat. I frowned and said, "Go away, it stinks."

The teacher ignored me, skillfully removing my clothes until I was completely naked. I rarely let him undress me like this. He preferred me in skirts, usually lifting my clothes to remove my bra, sometimes even pulling my skirt up so he could have sex without me having to take off my underwear. He sat on the bed and pulled me close, scrutinizing my body. "Hmm, a perfect figure from every angle! Especially these breasts," he said. "Kids these days are developing so well."

He then bit my nipple, sucking and nibbling, making me feel both ticklish and pleasurable. He carefully cupped my breasts in his hands, as if holding a fragile work of art, his tongue gently teasing my nipples, licking and saying, "These pink nipples, so tender and soft, are irresistible."

Focused intently on my breasts, I had never seen him tease me so earnestly; something inside me softened considerably. He caressed the skin of my breasts and waist, his rough fingers tracing the surface of my flat stomach, exclaiming, "So soft to the touch, skin as smooth and delicate as silk, a true beauty!"

After saying that, he spread my labia again, revealing the tender flesh inside, and said, "Your pink pussy is still so pretty. You've done it so many times and it hasn't darkened at all. Being young is great! Hehe, I haven't even touched you much down there and you're already like this. You're such a horny girl."

The teacher spread my legs and let me put one foot on the bed. His stubbled mouth came close to my private parts, making my crotch very itchy, and my pussy even itchier. The fluid that flowed out was greedily sucked away by the teacher, who kept saying that it tasted good. The licking of my pussy didn't stop the itching; instead, it became itchier. My increasingly heavy breathing expressed that I wanted a penis more and more.

The teacher squeezed his big penis and waved it at me. I understood what he meant. I knelt down in front of him and took the big glans into my mouth. In addition to the usual nauseating fishy smell, the penis was also wet and salty. It must have been because the teacher had sweated a lot earlier, which made the penis even dirtier and more disgusting.

However, I still pretended to enjoy it, as if this penis was incredibly delicious. Every now and then, I'd give the teacher a pitiful look. This wasn't me being shameless to please this man; I knew that if I showed any disgust, it would only fuel his sadistic desires and make him even more violent towards me. After all, he loved doing things I didn't like. Suddenly, the teacher threw me onto the bed, landing on my back. He pounced on me like a bear, pinning me down. His penis slid smoothly into my incredibly wet vagina, the thick shaft going all the way in, causing me discomfort as always.

"Hiss! So tight! Even after so many times, it's still so tight. A young high school student's vagina is definitely the best!" The teacher sighed with satisfaction, pinching my firm breasts in praise. I turned my head away, thinking to myself: Is it still tight? Recently, Ah Cheng's sex with me has lasted much longer. I know it's because my vagina has loosened, so the stimulation for Ah Cheng isn't as intense anymore.

Before the teacher's body even moved, I felt the thing inside me throbbing restlessly—hard, thick, and hot. Just the insertion made me let out a long, soft moan uncontrollably.

I was pinned down by the teacher, her fleshy body covering me like a blanket. Her hair was thick, her chest hair lush and green, and even her stomach had a lot of black hair. The smell of sweat hidden in her body hair was extremely pungent, almost stealing the oxygen from the air. I used to hate this disgusting stench, but now I could tolerate it after a while.

The teacher's body began to move slowly, her large penis thrusting into my tender hole with small but powerful movements. My body swayed back and forth as her penis pounded into me, my high breasts rubbing against her chest, my hardened nipples itching and feeling pleasurable against her wet chest hair. I was having trouble breathing under the weight of her fleshy body, gasping for air, inhaling the pungent smell of sweat into my lungs.

He kept pressing me down and thrusting for a while, then straightened up and started thrusting faster. I felt increasingly aroused, gripping the sheets tightly with both hands, and letting out soft moans.

The teacher pinched my swaying breasts, saying as he fucked me, "Tangtang's voice is so cute, it makes me want to bully you."

I glared at him, but then I saw my legs, spread apart on either side of his waist, swinging awkwardly in the air as he fucked me, looking incredibly lewd. I was too ashamed to look at him, and said resentfully, "Haven't you been... bullying me all along? How... how could a teacher... fuck a female student like this?"

The teacher became even more excited, sweating profusely on my body, his vigorous thrusts causing large beads of sweat to fall onto my lower abdomen, soaking my entire body. Each time, his glans would retreat to the entrance of my hole, then thrust in with all his might, reaching my clitoris. The rhythm wasn't fast, but it was very powerful. Each thrust made me moan. The teacher excitedly said as he thrust, "Isn't it because my Tangtang is so cute? Every man would want to bully her."

"Liar... Why don't I see others doing this to me...?"

"Oh? Does Tangtang want other men to do this to you like the teacher does? So horny!"

"Bullshit!... Ah!... Gently... You pervert... Rapesterer!"

After a dozen more thrusts, the teacher suddenly pulled out his penis. The cool air rushed into my still-open hole, feeling so empty, as if I had lost something. The teacher told me to change positions. I followed his instructions and lay face down on the soft bed, lowering my back and raising my buttocks high. The teacher gripped my buttocks tightly with both hands, and without using his hands to guide his penis, he aimed at my still-open hole and thrust it in hard.

With a crisp slap, the teacher's plump belly slammed into my firm, bouncy buttocks. The rhythmic slapping sounds continued with each thrust. I knelt on the bed like a bitch, this embarrassing position being the one the teacher fucked most powerfully. His thick, unyielding penis relentlessly entered and exited my honeypot, crashing against me like giant waves. My lust grew stronger, the fucking more pleasurable, my buttocks arched higher, and my moans became increasingly wanton. The teacher slapped my firm, bouncy buttocks as he fucked me; the burning pain wasn't too intense, but the loud, satisfying sounds were incredibly embarrassing.

Holding my buttocks, the teacher fucked faster and faster, recklessly unleashing his lust. After dozens more thrusts, his hot semen sprayed deep into my flower, the thick semen piercing my clitoris like a sharp sword, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. The semen, stored for less than a week, gushed out so powerfully. I remember the first time I gave my teacher oral sex, I wasn't prepared when he ejaculated, and the semen sprayed directly into my throat, choking me so much that it came out of my nose. Another time, I helped my teacher masturbate, hiding behind him and using my little hand to masturbate him. When he ejaculated, the white semen shot out like a ribbon, quite a distance.

After ejaculating, my teacher lay on the bed, breathing slightly, his warm breath on my head. He hugged me from behind, his hairy, sweaty belly pressed tightly against my smooth back. His limp penis was still inside me, unwilling to come out. I kept pushing with my lower body, and the limp penis was squeezed out of my hole, and the semen was also squeezed out along the penis.

I felt uncomfortable in the teacher's arms, so I shifted my body.

The teacher, with his shameless grin, leaned closer again. I pushed him away in disgust, saying, "Get away, you're covered in sweat, it's disgusting." The teacher actually brought his nose close to his armpits, which were covered in thick, ball-like armpit hair, and sniffed them. He nodded seriously and said, "Hmm, you've definitely sweated a lot. Let's take a bath together!"

I took off my hair clips, let my pigtails down, and let my long, smooth hair fall down my back. I walked naked into the bathroom, where the teacher, who was already there, greeted me. His eyes, which looked even smaller and more lewd after he took off his glasses, lit up when he saw me. His penis, which had been limp like an eggplant hanging on a vine, suddenly stood up, startling me.

The teacher ran his hand through my hair, touched my cheek, and seemed quite smitten. He said, "I didn't expect you to look so beautiful with your hair down. It has a unique charm that blends innocence and maturity."

I looked down at the thing that was waving its head at me and said, "Teacher's penis is already hard as a rock, practically glued to your fat belly."

Shower gel was poured onto the teacher's large hands, flowing over every inch of my skin, leaving me covered in thick foam—he washed me even more thoroughly than I would myself. My chest received special attention; I guess the teacher thought the shower gel made it feel especially good to the touch. I also found the slippery texture quite pleasant.

I wasn't so gentle when scrubbing the teacher's skin. I scrubbed his skin vigorously with the towel; I felt he was dirty and needed to be clean. I squeezed a handful of shower gel and carefully rubbed his large penis. Even when the teacher's penis was soft, it didn't have a foreskin, unlike Acheng's penis which always had white smegma when the foreskin was pulled back. But I still cleaned it very carefully, after all, it was something that was inserted into my body, so it was better to clean it thoroughly.

The teacher used the showerhead to rinse off the soap suds from my body, spraying warm water onto my vulva, which felt so uncomfortable. The teacher mischievously said, "You didn't reach orgasm yet, did you? Let me help you." He then inserted two fingers into my vulva, making "plop plop" sounds

as he probed. My vulva was stimulated by the fine, strong stream of water, and I quickly squirted, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing out. My legs went weak, and I collapsed into the teacher's arms, who carried me into the bathtub. The bathtub in the love hotel was designed for two people, and it wasn't crowded at all. I lay on the teacher's large belly, eyes closed, too lazy to move. The teacher's hands gently cupped and kneaded my breasts, enjoying my smooth skin, and I occasionally let out comfortable moans.

One hand slid down my abdomen to my genitals, first touching the pubic hair, then gently stroking my labia, occasionally teasing my clitoris, or gently stirring my fingers inside. My legs, which had been outstretched, involuntarily parted, and my vagina, writhing with pleasure, was filled with warm water.

The hands that were kneading my breasts never stopped, only slowly changing from gentle caresses to deliberate teasing. The teacher behind me also stuck out his tongue and licked back and forth on my swan-like neck, and then licked my cheeks and my ears.

"Does it feel good?" The teacher, who had always been so lewd to me, now had a magnetic voice that seemed to be filled with seductive magic. I nodded and hummed softly, answering in a delicate voice, "So good." His

rough hands kneaded the tender flesh of my vulva, and my body began to twist restlessly. I tilted my head back and couldn't help but moan. The teacher also licked my smooth armpits. The water in the bathtub began to cool down, but my body grew hotter and hotter. My flailing little hands touched that hard, iron-like penis. It was so hot!

The teacher held my armpits and helped me out of the water. He sat on the edge of the bathtub and spread my legs. I thought he was going to penetrate me, and I was actually very happy and expectant. The teacher squeezed some shower gel onto my mons pubis, then took a razor and said, "Don't move, let me shave you."

He carefully shaved off the already sparse hair on my mons pubis, rinsed it with the showerhead, and was very satisfied with his work, saying, "A smooth little hole is even more beautiful and alluring." He then took a camera and had me pose for various photos.

I looked at the newly taken pictures; a young girl sat with her legs apart beside the bathtub, her face flushed, two strands of hair falling to her chest, her breasts full and firm, her nipples a pale pink. Her skin was more like a baby's than smooth, her slender arms and cheeks still had a touch of baby fat, and her crotch was smooth. There was also a close-up of her private parts, her tightly closed labia a bright red line, slightly protruding—I wondered if that counted as what men called a "bun-like vulva."

The teacher pulled over an air mattress and placed it on the floor for me to lie down, then took a bottle of lotion and poured it on me. I touched the liquid poured on my breasts; it was clear, sticky, and thick, like vaginal fluid.

The teacher poured it out while spreading it evenly over my breasts, abdomen, and thighs, leaving my skin smooth, shiny, and beautiful. He gently stroked my lotion-covered skin, the sticky, slippery feeling incredibly comfortable and stimulating. I closed my eyes in pleasure, unaware that the teacher had inserted the bottle into my vagina and squeezed hard. I gasped as a large amount of glue-like liquid was forced into my vagina, the cool sensation strange.

The teacher picked me up, and we knelt on the mat, embracing each other. My body seemed small in his arms. I tilted my head back, my mouth slightly open, and extended my delicate tongue for him to suckle. His arms embraced my body, but my hands couldn't reach his stomach; I could only gently stroke his erect penis with my lotion-covered hands.

The teacher pulled me down onto the air mattress, and I lay on his broad stomach. I closed my eyes and focused intently on a French kiss with him, our tongues intertwining. Although he had kissed me forcefully many times, this was the first time I had initiated a kiss with him. It seemed his bad breath was less noticeable today, and I kissed him with great passion.

He gently swayed my body, letting my flesh slide against his stomach with the lubrication of his lotion, which felt quite fun. His penis throbbed restlessly on my mons pubis, but I resisted the urge to insert it into my vagina, focusing instead on a passionate kiss with him, growing more and more aroused with each kiss. Kissing is a way for girls to express their feelings, and at that moment, it felt as if the teacher had become the person I loved. I wanted to melt into his embrace.

He greedily swallowed the saliva I gave him, his long, smooth hair falling across his face. Perhaps feeling uncomfortable, he rolled over, and we lay on our sides on the air mattress, kissing passionately. I draped one leg over him, my warm vagina rubbing against his penis, spreading the lotion flowing from within onto it. After kissing for a few more minutes, the teacher rolled over and pinned me down. The kiss became aggressive, his tongue domineeringly ravaging my mouth. His disgusting saliva kept flowing down into my mouth for me to swallow. The teacher's body also moved slightly, and his big, hard penis, pressed against his belly, rubbed back and forth against my labia, making me unable to stop.

Our lips parted, our tongues still entwined in a thick, foamy saliva. Perhaps it was from the long kiss, but my breathing was rapid, my cheeks burning. I greedily inhaled the air, murmuring, "Give it to me..."

The penis rubbed against my wet, milky vulva. The teacher, with a mischievous grin, asked, "Hmm? Give what?"

"My penis..." "

And then?"

"My...my vulva..."

"Say it coherently, beg properly."

I spread my legs, prying open my labia, and said, in a daze, "Please, teacher, insert your big penis into Tangtang's wanton vulva!"

The burning glans entered my long-desired vulva. It didn't feel as hot as before, because my body was already burning. The penis plunged all the way in, the glans kissing my cervix once more. My body arched, and a long, soft cry echoed through the bathroom.

The penis began to move violently, causing my breasts to sway like waves. On the nearby DV camera, my pink nipples danced in the air like afterimages. My vagina, lubricated by the lotion, was incredibly smooth. The penis's rough and fierce attack was transformed by the lotion into waves of pleasure that surged through my body like electric currents.

The viscous lotion made my vagina incredibly slippery, and the thick penis ravaged my hole roughly, yet I felt very comfortable and stimulated. The teacher held my long, white legs, saying as he thrust, "Tangtang's vagina is so warm, does it feel good when Teacher thrusts like this?"

"Mmm...mmm...my vagina feels so good...ah ha..."

"Do you like Teacher's big penis?"

"Ha...yes...I like it!"

"Hehe! Then Teacher has to work even harder to make Tangtang feel good!" With that, the teacher thrust even more vigorously, and I let out soft moans to please him, because he had said my moans were very pleasant. My legs barely managed to clamp around the teacher's thick waist. He pressed down on me, kissing me as he fucked me. I closed my hazy eyes, holding him tightly with both hands, passionately responding to his attacks with both my mouth and his lower body.

Perhaps because we had already done it twice, the teacher didn't seem to ejaculate for a long time. He picked me up and said, "Hehe, Tangtang is still on top."

I knew he was a little tired. I was almost at my climax, but his final, frenzied assault was still delayed. I looked at the teacher, who was panting heavily, and nodded.

The teacher lay leisurely on the air mattress. I tossed my long hair behind me and started doing horseback riding exercises. The teacher touched my large breasts, which bounced up and down, for a while. Then, as if he had thought of a good idea, he picked up the DV camera that was placed aside and started filming me, saying wickedly, "Tangtang's big breasts are bouncing around like this. Such a charming view should be captured properly."

I felt ashamed and embarrassed, but at the same time, I became even more excited. I twisted my waist vigorously in front of the camera, making meaningless moans. The teacher was aroused by my lust. He thrust his large, fat belly forward, making his penis thrust upwards in sync with my sitting, each time reaching the deepest part of my flower. My body went limp and I fell forward. The teacher put the DV aside, and with quick reflexes, grabbed my breasts with both hands to support my body, his fingers pinching and rubbing my erect nipples vigorously.

"Ah...so good...Tangtang's pussy...so itchy...Teacher, fuck me harder!...Harder!"

The teacher increased the frequency of thrusting into my pussy. I held onto the teacher's hill-like belly, frantically twisting my hips and waist, my breasts swinging in the air, crystal clear milk splashing from my dancing nipples into the air. I tilted my head back and shouted high-pitchedly, "Ahhh!...I'm coming! I'm going to come again!...Ahhh!"

"Ahhh! Oh no! Teacher's going to cum! All for you!" The teacher groaned, hot semen pouring into the depths of my flower, mixing with the milk that filled my entire cavity.

I collapsed weakly onto the teacher's bed-like body, both of us panting heavily, enjoying the afterglow of our orgasm, neither of us speaking. After a long while, I climbed up, met her red lips, and put my tender tongue into the teacher's slightly panting mouth.

It took me a long time to clean most of the lotion and semen from my vagina. After thoroughly washing my body, I finally left the bathroom wrapped in a towel.

The teacher was sitting naked on the big bed, drinking a can of ice-cold beer and watching the TV on the wall with relish. I glanced at his limp penis, sat down next to him, and took the drink he offered. The teacher casually put his arm around my waist and asked, "Did you bring your school uniform?"

I nodded, and the teacher grinned lewdly, urging me to change quickly. I took out my school uniform t-shirt from my bag, put it on, paired it with a folded skirt, then put on pure white cotton stockings, tied my school uniform tie, and twirled in front of the mirror.

The girl in the mirror had a slender waist and long legs. Her ordinary t-shirt couldn't contain her full breasts. The thin school uniform clung to her still slightly damp body, and the flesh color beneath was faintly visible through the white fabric, with her pink areolas clearly visible. I nodded in satisfaction and said to the teacher who was filming with a DV camera, "La la la~! How is it? Pretty?"

"School uniforms are definitely the best!"

I looked at the teacher's already erect penis and said contemptuously, "You get an erection just seeing a high school girl, teacher, you're such a pervert!"

The teacher hugged my soft body, smelled my body fragrance, and said with a smile, "It's all because Tangtang is too beautiful and cute. It's all Tangtang's fault that I've become like this."

The teacher sat me on the edge of the bed, and his hands began to knead my large breasts through the thin t-shirt and school uniform. The sensitive nipples were rubbed harder by the rough fabric, revealing two protrusions on the clothes. He kissed my lips, his tongue slipping into my mouth. I opened my mouth to meet his tongue, skillfully intertwining our tongues in the air.

My hand was led to his crotch by the teacher, and I instinctively grasped his hot, erect member, then vigorously began stroking it up and down. My hand moved along the dry shaft, I stroked it hard, and the teacher didn't seem to feel any pain, only focusing on sucking my tongue and violating my breasts.

After a while, the teacher sucked and released my tongue, smoothed my hair, and said, "Lick it for me, I love it when you're wearing your school uniform and sucking my cock."

I glared at this pervert, but obediently bent down, opened my mouth, and swallowed his penis. I skillfully licked the sensitive parts of the penis, using my entire mouth to manipulate it. At first, the teacher simply played with my soft hair, but before I knew it, he was holding my head and controlling the rhythm of my oral sex. I took the penis in deeper and deeper, becoming increasingly uncomfortable. Finally, the burning glans pressed against the back of my soft throat, preventing me from spitting it out. He kept pressing my head down, thrusting into my throat, until I gagged uncontrollably, thick saliva constantly flowing from my mouth and onto his legs. Only then did he take pity on me and let me spit out the penis.

When I lifted my head, the dark penis was stained white by my saliva. As I straightened up, a glistening thread still connected my lips to the large glans. The teacher made me lie flat on the bed, his wet penis aimed at my untouched vagina. The hot, large glans trembled against the entrance of my tender vagina. I felt as if ants were crawling on my labia, so empty and painful. My vagina became hot, and before I knew it, it was soaking wet.

My body was limp and I couldn't resist. I begged, "You've already fucked me twice, teacher. How can you be so capable? Let me rest for a bit, okay?"

"Hehe, I was a virgin until I was 35. Now I'm over 40 and I only have a girlfriend like Tangtang. How could I not be capable?" After saying that, the glans parted my thin labia and thrust in powerfully, reaching deep into my flower.

"Ah...ouch...it hurts...ah...I hate it...who's your girlfriend! Shameless!" Since there was no foreplay and it had already been done twice, my vagina was still in a resting state with little lubrication. A feeling of fullness and pain washed over me, and I gasped, tightly gripping my teacher's neck with both hands and squeezing his thick waist with my legs, trying to stop him from moving. My face was pale, and my whole body trembled.

When his penis reached my cervix, my teacher let out a low growl: "Ah! It feels so good! Tangtang's tender little hole feels so good no matter how many times I fuck it! The vaginal walls are still wriggling, sucking on my glans feels so good!"

Before my teacher's body even moved, I could feel the hot, thick, hard penis that had invaded my body already stirring, throbbing like a pulse inside me, making me uncontrollably let out soft moans. Stimulated by my moans, the teacher began thrusting his penis in and out rapidly, unstoppable. Each time, his penis withdrew from my opening, leaving only the glans sucked in, before thrusting all the way to the bottom, the hot glans relentlessly slamming against my cervix.

My school uniform was lifted, revealing my high, firm breasts. This pervert loved watching my breasts sway back and forth with his thrusts. After hundreds of thrusts, my initial moans and gasps turned into cries for mercy, and finally into meaningless murmurs.

After about twenty slow thrusts, the teacher saw my vagina begin to contract in response to his penetration, so he increased the speed of his thrusts. The intense thrusting was almost unbearable for me. I bit my school uniform collar, constantly letting out sobbing moans, further arousing the teacher's bestiality. My body swayed violently from the fucking, my breasts and tie swaying in the air in a beautiful rhythm.

The teacher's lust seemed inexhaustible; after hundreds more thrusts, he showed no sign of ejaculating. The fluid in my vagina gradually dried up, and my desire waned. The pleasure from his penetration rapidly diminished, while the stinging pain grew increasingly pronounced. Sensing the change in my body, the teacher withdrew his penis from my vagina and made me get off the bed and squat on the floor. I understood his meaning and willingly took his slightly limp penis into my mouth, sucking on it while secretly glancing at him with innocent eyes.

The teacher's large penis thrust in, the glans pressing deep into my throat. I gagged uncontrollably, my mouth gushing with saliva that clung to his penis. The teacher pulled out his penis, glanced at the glans glistening with saliva, and gave a satisfied "hmm." He then shoved his penis back into my mouth, supporting my head with both hands as he slowly moved it in and out of my mouth.

I tried to open my mouth wide enough to avoid my teeth touching his penis, the enormous glans pressing against my soft throat without any obstruction. He then kept me in a deep-throat position, saliva overflowing from my lips, running down my chin and onto my breasts. I gagged incessantly, almost suffocating. Finally, the teacher pulled out his penis, which was now covered in my sticky saliva.

The teacher lifted me onto a table, arranging me in a position he liked. Then, standing outside the table, he penetrated my vagina. A hairy hand gently caressed my breasts, and his wet penis stirred inside my tender vagina. I gradually regained my senses. The teacher leaned down to kiss me. Being fucked while being touched and kissed like this reignited my desire. I moaned in a daze, "Mmm... Teacher... I'm so itchy... Fuck me harder!..."

The teacher grasped my small, white-stockinged breasts with both hands. My legs were being violently and forcefully penetrated by his large, thick penis. The sounds of flesh colliding, "slap slap slap," mingled with my high-pitched cries, echoed in the room. I didn't care about the hotel's soundproofing anymore, and I screamed wildly, "Ah...so good...harder...good husband...fuck me to death...ah...no..."

Hearing my wanton moans, the teacher attacked even more frantically, his throat emitting almost beast-like roars. I felt as if that hard penis would pierce my body. The glans violently slammed against my cervix, a slight pain accompanied by unparalleled pleasure that surged through my entire body like an electric current. I writhed wildly, tears streaming down my face.

"No...it's too intense...I...I'm going to die...I'm having an orgasm!!!"

My body convulsed. After a powerful thrust of his hips, the teacher's engorged penis forcefully pierced through the layers of tightening vaginal walls, reaching deep inside and hitting my convulsing clitoris. Thick semen gushed out, all of it shooting into my trembling, contracting vagina.

Satisfied, the teacher withdrew his penis from my body. He helped me off the table, and I knelt weakly on the cold floor, taking the gradually softening penis into my mouth and sucking away the remaining semen.

"Did the teacher's semen taste good?"

"Huff...huff...um...it's disgusting!..."

**********

A month of summer vacation had passed, and I had spent most of my time locked at home, growing increasingly haggard.

Acheng's phone rang repeatedly, making me anxious.

Finally, I answered the phone, because when I told Shanshan about the pregnancy, I knew Acheng would find out and assume the child was his. See, so this is what a scheming woman I am.

I cried on the phone, cried so hard, cried so pitifully. I don't know if it was because I was truly heartbroken, or guilty, or just acting, or simply to suppress the moans that were about to escape my lips.

Ah Cheng said he would take me to get an abortion. I nodded into the phone, then suddenly realized I was on the phone and he couldn't see my nod, so I quickly added, "Okay."

Hanging up, the man behind me let out a muffled groan. His thick, hot penis trembled inside me, once again planting the seed of life within me, and my body had already successfully conceived. His

penis, after ejaculating, left my body without hesitation. The obese man collapsed beside me, panting heavily, listening to my cries, and laughed triumphantly.

"Is it really okay to get rid of it?"

"I'm a high school student! How could I possibly be pregnant? From now on, I'll use proper contraception when I fuck you, you hear me!"

"Hehe, well, now that you're pregnant, I'll enjoy myself while I can, otherwise I won't have the chance later."

"Ah! No...uh...no...!"

*slap ...

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