The alluring teacher Ru Yan

After admiring the beauty of stockings, my penis was already erect. Finally, I saw stocking literature on a Chinese foot fetish website, which made me incredibly aroused, but I had nowhere to vent… Coincidentally, my current homeroom teacher is a stunning beauty, with a lovely face and a fantastic figure, especially her legs—they're incredibly beautiful and sexy! She's also very kind to me, and of course, I like her a lot. Whenever I see her wearing stockings, I really want to grab her, hold her stockinged feet, and clamp my penis between them, thrusting wildly until I ejaculate all over her feet… Thankfully, I later found a stocking buying website online. I bought many pairs and hid them in my room. Whenever my penis got hard, I would take them out, put them on, and slowly fantasize about having sex with my teacher in stockings, slowly masturbating, and finally ejaculating onto the stockings. But I always wanted my teacher's stockings. Thankfully, I finally got them… It's like this. My teacher had to go elsewhere for some reason, and we were all very sad to see her go (especially me), but I couldn't leave with regrets! I had a bold plan… I mustered up my courage and called my teacher, saying I really wanted to see her. She agreed, so I went to her house. She lived alone, as she rented the place. The teacher spoke first: “What else do you want to talk to me about?” “I want you to keep me as a souvenir,” I said. “Oh? What do you want me to do? Take a picture?” she asked again. “No, no, no. Not like that,” I replied. “How is that?” “I…I…” I was shy and a little regretful for coming. “It’s okay, go ahead! Is there anything you’re worried about?” At this moment, the teacher put her hand on my shoulder, as if she understood something. I finally blurted out, “Teacher, I…I…I want your stockings.” I thought only I could hear my voice. Unexpectedly, the teacher said, “Wait a minute!” and went into her room. Did she go to get her stockings? No, something good was yet to come! The teacher came out, and I was stunned: she had changed her clothes and was wearing stockings, white pantyhose! She sat down next to me and said softly, "You think I can't tell you like my stockings? Every time you see me, if I'm wearing stockings, you look at my feet. Doesn't that say something? I like you too, but I can't have sex with a boy as young as you. But I can use my stockinged feet to help you. If you like, take them out, and I'll help you." I stared at her dumbly, not knowing what to do. Then, the teacher pressed her lips to mine, and she put her tongue in my mouth. Of course, I sucked on her tongue hard. After about 10 minutes, we stopped. I said, "Teacher, I want to kiss your stockinged feet properly!" The teacher said, "Okay!" I took off my underwear and spread my legs, and she lay between them. This way, I could have her stockinged legs clamp my erect penis, and I could also lick her feet properly. The teacher was moaning "Ah, ah ah." Finally, I licked her toes clean. The teacher said, "How was it? Did Teacher's feet taste good?" I kept saying, "Teacher's feet are so delicious! So fragrant and sweet!" After licking her feet, I finally pulled out my penis, which was already nodding angrily at the teacher's stockinged feet. I lifted the teacher's stockinged feet and rubbed my penis against them; the teacher closed her eyes, enjoying it. The teacher's stockings were so comfortable; the friction was a little painful, a little itchy, and a little numb. Silvery-white fluid secreted from the glans, clinging to the teacher's feet like spider silk. I pulled her stockinged feet and started squeezing my penis between them, waves of electric-like pleasure washing over me; I held back from ejaculating. Finally, the teacher said, "Never mind, you silly boy, let Teacher do it!" This time she sat up, and I still spread my legs, my penis erect, and the teacher used her gentle, nimble stockinged feet to violate my penis. She first gripped my penis with her left toes, then slowly stroked the head of my penis with her right foot. I could only respond with "Mmm, mmm." When her left foot got tired, she changed positions, gripping my penis with her right toes while her left foot rapidly rubbed my penis up and down. I was about to reach heaven! I said, "Oh, teacher, I... I'm going to cum!" The teacher chuckled and said, "Right, cummy feet!" Then she gripped my penis with both feet and started jumping up and down. I asked, "Teacher, what did you say?" The teacher gasped, "Ah... ah, it means cum on my feet!" I couldn't take it anymore after hearing the teacher say such stimulating things. Finally, with a shudder, my semen erupted like a volcano, shooting wildly onto the teacher's sexy, beautiful, and warm stockinged feet! My first time was given to the teacher's stockinged feet. That time I really ejaculated a lot, so much so that the teacher's foot was covered in it... The teacher gave me many pairs of stockings. After she left, I used her stockings to remember her. I don't need to explain how I missed her... In the first class of my art class, I was an art student. In my second year, the course assigned some sketching assignments, including figure drawing. The school often hired professional female models as subjects for figure drawing, but students had to pay for it themselves. The price was very expensive. I remember that only a few students with excellent grades or money were qualified to take figure drawing classes in the sketching room. Other students could only draw the Venus de Milo plaster statue. I didn't have extra money, and my grades weren't good, so I naturally couldn't have any female models. Even so, I didn't care much about it. I felt that drawing plaster casts was just as good as drawing nudes. I continued with my figure drawing practice in this way, while other classmates, more or less, always made a concerted effort to draw or saved money from their meal allowances, so they always had a chance to draw a figure at least once. But I never did. I was tall and strong, and sometimes I dabbled in martial arts. I always ate and drank excessively, and my meager savings would disappear quickly. When I was broke, I was forced to find ways to earn money. Because my portrait drawing skills improved rapidly, I wondered if I could set up a portrait stall on the street. I did it right away, setting up my stall in the bustling city center every evening when the weather was fine. Since there was no competition (high-achieving students wouldn't bother with that), many people came to me for portraits, and I earned enough for cigarettes every day to last a day or two. Later, I only went for portraits when I was completely broke. Time flew by, and finally, school holidays arrived. Few people stayed at school, but I didn't want to go home, so I stayed at school for the summer vacation, planning to find a part-time job. One evening, as usual, I went to my usual spot, took out some pre-drawn celebrity portraits, set up my sketching easel, and waited for customers. Business was surprisingly slow. Two hours passed, it was already past nine o'clock at night, and the shopping mall across the street had closed, but still no one wanted to have their portraits drawn. I looked down at the footsteps of passersby; the number of people walking was dwindling. I considered whether I should pack up if no one came in another five minutes. Just as I was thinking this, a pair of white open-toe high-heeled sandals appeared before my eyes. The thin straps traced beautiful curves on the heels, and on the high-heeled sandals stood a pair of exquisite feet: white, delicate toes, slender soles, pink heels, and a high arch and slender ankles forming a graceful arc. The feet were clad in sheer flesh-colored stockings, incredibly thin, and the delicate toes were painted with red nail polish, making them even more alluring through the stockings. I guessed the owner of those feet was no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old. I couldn't help but look up and slowly trace the shape of her beautiful ankles. The curves of her slender, silky legs were undeniably graceful, and her long thighs were tightly encased in flesh-colored stockings. I saw a white mini-dress, and the woman seemed to be wearing pantyhose, but there was no visible line separating the stockings from her thighs. From my squatting position, I looked up and, under the dim streetlights, saw white briefs with bows adorning the sides of her thighs, clinging tightly to her pantyhose. The briefs were sheer and had a cutout, clearly showing the dark, tangled pubic hair beneath the transparent fabric. I couldn't help but linger a while, mesmerized by the view beneath her skirt. Suddenly, the woman asked in a soft, sweet voice, "Can I have a sketch drawn?" I quickly looked away from her skirt and lowered my head, saying, "Of course, small ones are ten yuan each, large ones are thirty yuan." I gestured to the chair opposite me, indicating that she should sit down. She lifted her skirt and sat down, her legs crossed and slightly bent, her hands resting on her knees. Her graceful movements and posture were incredibly captivating. I looked up at her, and she was looking at me too. "Professor Ying, it's you?!" I exclaimed in surprise, realizing she was a university professor. "Oh, it's you!?" she replied, equally surprised, standing up. "It's been a long time! What are you doing here?" "Oh, I've been setting up a painting stall here lately to earn some pocket money." Section Two: Spring Scenery in the RainMs. Ying was our physical education teacher in our freshman year, but she left the university last year to start her own clothing design company. Ms. Ying is about thirty-four or thirty-five years old, married with children, but because of her excellent maintenance, she looks no more than twenty-seven or twenty-eight. She has beautifully drawn eyebrows, a delicate nose, sexy red lips, and a pretty face. Her skin is fair, smooth, and delicate, her figure is well-proportioned and slender, with a slim waist, rounded hips, and a pair of large breasts. You could say she has all the beauty a woman could have. During her physical education class, she wore a leotard, her movements light and graceful, sexy and alluring. Her snow-white, delicate thighs captivated countless boys. In the midst of our conversation, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, followed by a thunderclap, and suddenly raindrops the size of soybeans began to fall. At first sparse, they quickly poured down like a waterfall. I hurriedly didn't even bother to pack up my art stall, hastily tied myself together, and ran with Ms. Ying to the entrance of a nearby shopping mall to take shelter from the rain. The path was two or three hundred meters long. By the time I reached shelter, I was soaked to the bone. After I stopped, I muttered curses at the downpour. Looking back, I saw that Ms. Ying was also completely drenched. Because her clothing was very thin, her skirt and underwear were now semi-transparent, clinging to her shapely buttocks. Her high-quality nylon stockings were also soaked. Several people were taking shelter from the rain at the mall entrance, and many men were giving her strange looks. Ms. Ying was very embarrassed and flustered, her head lowered, her face flushed, and her arms tightly crossed over her chest. I quickly stepped forward and stood in front of her. "Ms. Ying, please wear your t-shirt!" I said, taking off my t-shirt and giving it to her. She used it to wipe her skirt. I looked up, shirtless, and saw that the rain was pouring down harder and harder, clearly not going to stop anytime soon. My supplies were mostly okay; except for three or four sheets of paper, everything else was wet. I threw away the wet paper. A moment later, Ms. Ying had dried her skirt somewhat, so it wasn't clinging to her buttocks anymore, but her underwear was mostly soaked. Perhaps feeling uncomfortable in the wetness, she slightly bent over and wrapped her t-shirt around her waist. She brushed her hair aside and smiled, saying, "Thank you. Aren't you cold being naked like this?" "No, I take cold showers all year round. Look, I don't even have goosebumps." I puffed out my chest and stretched out my arms for her to see. "Hmm, you're really strong," Ms. Ying laughed. "But, Ms. Ying, look, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. It doesn't seem like it'll stop tonight. What should we do?" I wanted to leave, but then I thought better of it. It wasn't safe for her, a woman, to be out in the rain like this. Ms. Ying had also thought of this and said with some worry, "Yes, look, everyone else has already left in the rain. It's just the two of us now, but it's not good for me to be dressed like this in the rain." She then looked around at the people running and leaving in the rain. “Yes, let’s wait a little longer, we can go when the rain gets a bit lighter.” I stopped blocking her way and stepped aside. We waited… The rainy night was a bit chilly, and Ms. Ying shivered slightly, crossing her arms over her chest. Two hours later, the rain intensified, the ground was flooded, and the sound of rushing water was incessant. It seemed like we were the only ones left on the bustling commercial street, except for the glittering lights. Actually, I didn’t know how long I would stay with her. My place was far, but only a thirty-minute walk; I wasn’t afraid to go in the rain. “Why don’t we escape for a bit? My company is nearby, about ten minutes away. Let’s go to my company first!” Ms. Ying finally made up her mind. She reached out and took my arm, pressing her body close to mine, her warm breath gradually hitting my face. This was the first time I'd been so close to a woman, and I couldn't help but stiffen. Ms. Ying, however, was very generous. She pulled me along, laughing sweetly, "Come on, let's go!" and charged into the relentless rain. Infected by her, I yelled and ran out too, and we both ran for our lives… Chapter Three: The Alluring Woman We soon arrived at the entrance of Ms. Ying's company building. After stopping, we were still holding each other's hands tightly. Looking at each other, we both felt a little awkward. The heavy rain had completely ruined Ms. Ying's hairstyle; her shoulder-length hair was plastered to her neck by the water. My t-shirt, which hadn't been wrapped around her waist, was gone. Her thin dress, soaked through, became almost transparent, revealing her alluring, perky breasts. Under the white gauze, only two skin-colored, nearly transparent bras could be vaguely seen tightly encasing her full breasts, the areolas protruding slightly against the fabric. The skin-colored half-cup bra didn't seem to completely conceal her large breasts. A glimpse of pale pink areolas peeked from the edge of the lace-embroidered high-end bra cups, revealing a deep cleavage. With a slight twist of her waist, her fair breasts were half-exposed. Stockings clung tightly to Ms. Ying's round, pert buttocks and slender, delicate legs, and under the influence of the water, they appeared almost naked. Beneath her completely transparent, sexy silk panties, the forbidden abyss of her groin was faintly visible; her bulging vulva was like a perfectly ripe peach, with lovely pink labia and black pubic hair comfortably covering her sacred feminine domain, clearly visible. I stared intently at Ms. Ying's beautiful lower body. Seeing this, my lower body involuntarily swelled, and my penis involuntarily hardened, clearly erect, creating a large bulge in my rain-soaked pants. Ms. Ying, however, was looking down at my genitals. Noticing my reaction, a smile bloomed on her face. She chuckled and said, "What are you doing? Why are you like this?" "I don't know, I'm sorry," I said, blushing and quickly covering my groin with my hands. "It's alright, let's go upstairs first. It's not good to stand like this. Dry yourself off first." She pressed the elevator button. We didn't speak in the elevator; the atmosphere was a little awkward. "You have a great figure. My company wants to shoot an underwear ad campaign, and I'd like you to be the male model. What do you think?" Ms. Ying broke the silence. "Sure, it would be my honor to help you, Ms. Ying." "However, this ad requires us to work together, and I'll be completely nude. I wonder if you'll mind?" Ms. Ying's tone was somewhat teasing. "Oh, but I've never seen or been in contact with a woman before. I'm afraid I'll embarrass myself." I blushed slightly. She asked with some doubt, "Didn't you see any women when you were learning to draw nudes?" "I… I really have never seen any. Being with you like this today is a bit too much for me," I told the truth. "Ah! So you're still a virgin?" Teacher Ying suddenly looked at my bare upper body with a strange gaze, appearing somewhat excited. "I..." I was speechless. "Yes, that's a problem..." Teacher Ying pondered, "Well, it's already so late, I think you can sleep here tonight." I listened to the rain outside the window; it seemed I wouldn't be able to go home today. I nodded. She smiled, then suddenly moved closer to me seductively, whispering in my ear, "Do you think my figure is alright?" She pressed her breasts against my body. I had never experienced such a gentle approach before, and I was completely dizzy. "Okay... okay..." "Teacher is a woman too, how about I let you see my body first?" Her breasts were soft and fragrant, and I couldn't help but nod vigorously. "I'll let you see them in a moment, this will help you get used to your sensitivity to women, and it'll be easier when filming," she said, slapping me lightly. I was a little at a loss, mumbled a few words incoherently, and nodded haphazardly. Section Four: After enjoying the flowers for a while, we arrived at the tenth floor, her company. It was a duplex apartment building, serving as both an office and a residence—Teacher Ying's temporary accommodation. Her bedroom was at the very end. As soon as we entered the bedroom, Teacher Ying sat down in a chair and exclaimed with a laugh, "This is so interesting! Today's heavy rain has brought our future male model here!" "Not at all, I don't know if he'll be alright," I said, striking a pose.“Now try it. It mainly tests your physical and emotional control. Oh, I have to take my shoes off.” She lifted both feet and flexed her toes. Teacher Ying’s movements as she took off her shoes were indeed incredibly graceful. The delicate high heels made a soft sound as they touched the floor, and her beautiful heels obediently slipped out of the shoes. Then, her calves deftly pulled back slightly, and the back half of her beautiful feet emerged from the shoes. The arch of her feet was simply exquisite. She crossed her right leg over her left knee, reached out her left hand to catch the wobbly high heel on her right foot, and placed it under the chair. Lifting her left foot, still shuffling in the high heel, she swung her ankle a few times, and the high heel “thudded” off, landing on the floor a foot or so in front of her. Teacher Ying stretched out her leg to reach the high heel back, and with a flick of her silk-stockinged foot, she pushed the shoe under the seat as well. “Watch closely, your teacher wants to see your reaction. So you’ll have to take all your pants off, completely naked,” she said seductively. I snapped out of my daze. I was completely helpless in front of her. Although I was physically strong, my blood was rushing, and I was having some difficulty breathing, I could only nod in response to her question. I quickly pulled off my wet trousers and dried myself with a towel, but I was too embarrassed to take off my underwear, even though it was still wet. “Really, you’re still very wet. You need to dry yourself off, or you’ll catch a cold. Take off your underwear too,” she smiled and handed me a dry towel. “But I’m not used to being naked in front of my teacher like this. I’ve never faced a woman like this before,” I said, protecting my genitals. “I just want to test your genital response, otherwise what will I do when we’re filming? Really, don’t have any other thoughts, it’s nothing, hurry up, I won’t mind, really,” Teacher Ying said with a smile. I had no choice but to grit my teeth and pull down my underwear, revealing my wet genitals. I quickly dried myself off. My penis, as thick as a child's arm, was already throbbing and erect, standing like a small cannon, the glans red and the size of a duck egg. Teacher Ying's eyes scanned my genitals from side to side, a look of surprise on her face. She licked her cherry lips and swallowed. "You have a good figure. Good. Now watch my movements and try to control your emotions." Then, Teacher Ying began her test. She slowly pulled down her skirt, revealing her beautiful figure. In an instant, her flawless body, like Venus's white jade, appeared before my eyes. Her high breasts were still covered by a bra, but it did little to conceal them except to make them look more alluring. She unhooked the transparent bra, tossed it onto the bed, and touched her nipples, letting her long-restrained soft, snowy peaks relax. Against her snow-white skin, her breasts appeared incredibly alluring; as she turned, her soft breasts, unbound by a bra, bounced, the two erect and enticing pink nipples trembling and quivering, vibrant and captivating. Glancing to the side, I noticed that Ms. Ying was still wearing sheer flesh-colored pantyhose, her rounded buttocks and deep cleft incredibly beautiful, her slender legs inspiring endless fantasies, her pink vulva, her black pubic hair… a truly magnificent sight. The thin, smooth flesh-colored stockings accentuated Ms. Ying's already fair and full legs, making them even more sexy and alluring. Ms. Ying flexed her toes, her alluring toes twitching a few times within the stockings. Then, unexpectedly, she raised her left leg high, her elegant and charming sole displayed before me, a truly feast for the eyes. "Ms. Ying, your pantyhose are so beautiful!" I whispered, my body reacting strongly. She looked at me, swaying her body gently and gracefully, her round, plump buttocks twisting alluringly. Her beautifully shaped, fair legs moved together, and she reached out with her hands to her waist, finding the top of her pantyhose, and slowly rolled it down to her knees. Teacher Ying lifted one leg, quickly pulling the damp pantyhose from her thigh to her toes, then gently pulling it down with her fingers along the transparent toe, revealing her fair, pinkish-white foot completely to the air. She lifted the other leg, removed the stocking, and then crumpled it into a ball and placed it on the bedside table. I couldn't help but groan. In all my life, this was the first time I'd seen a woman's body, and so beautifully, so close. My heart pounded wildly, and my lower body contracted, ejaculating a thick stream of semen that shot directly onto Teacher Ying's feet. My legs went weak, and I almost collapsed to the ground, quickly closing my eyes. Startled by the noise, Ms. Ying immediately turned around, walked up to me, grabbed my arm, and asked with concern, "What's wrong? It seems your stamina isn't enough; you need more training." Because she was so close, her large breasts almost blocked my mouth. "I...I...you...you..." I stammered, unable to speak further, almost collapsing. I could only raise my hand and wave it. "Is your figure not good, teacher?" Seeing my reaction, she seemed pleased. She shook her breasts and then cupped them with her hand. "Okay...you...I..." I blushed and closed my eyes. She smiled and pulled me up, saying, "You're really naive. People in the design department of the art academy shouldn't be too sensitive about nudity." She patted my hand and said in a seductive voice, "It's alright, we're all adults. Relax, I'll help you mature." I couldn't use any tricks on her. Although I was strong, my blood was rushing, and I was having some difficulty breathing, I could only nod again to her question. She noticed my genitals and suddenly said, "You seem quite interested in my pantyhose. I saw that your crotch was quite large earlier, but now that I've taken off the stockings, it looks a bit smaller." I nodded, feeling she'd seen through me. She seemed pleased and said, "If you like, I'll put the pantyhose back on for you to see. That will make the test easier." She smiled sweetly and gave me a dry towel, then used it to dry herself before going to the bathroom. A moment later, the door opened. Teacher Ying emerged like a fairy, having removed her underwear and put on a pair of white lace pantyhose. There was a small piece of silk fabric embroidered with a flower on the crotch. I knew these were pantyhose that didn't require underwear. Teacher Ying was so open! She wasn't wearing any underwear. The white stockings hugged her slender legs, and through the semi-transparent stockings at her lower abdomen, I could vaguely see black pubic hair. Through the stockings, I could also see that Teacher Ying's vulva was shaped like a peach. This time, I was incredibly excited. Her long, slender legs and delicate feet, clad in sheer velvet pantyhose, stirred endless fantasies. Her perfectly proportioned legs, accentuated by the sheer stockings, seemed to glow magically under the light. Her smooth back, full hips, and wasp waist swayed with increasing allure, highlighting her exquisite curves. Her beautiful abdomen was smooth and white, with a charming little belly button, as alluring as a cherry blossom. Teacher Ying wore a semi-transparent gauze nightgown, and because she wasn't wearing a bra, her full, perky breasts were partially exposed. She slowly walked towards me, every movement emphasizing her curvaceous figure. My lower body involuntarily swelled several times its previous size. "Please sit down!" the teacher gestured to the Simmons bed beside her. I sat down as instructed. Teacher Ying walked up to me, pressed me down, and plopped down on my lap. She wrapped her arms around my neck and said, "Understanding a woman's body can calm your impulses. In a moment, I'm going to test your sexual ability by making love to you." "I...I..." Before I could finish speaking, she had already thrust her tongue into my mouth. Section Five: First Taste of Forbidden Fruit Our saliva mingled, and her tongue had an indescribable sweetness; it felt soft, smooth, and comfortable. She pressed me down onto the bed, her long, slender legs, clad in sheer pantyhose, coiling around me like snakes. I had the strength, but I was powerless. I could only let her kiss me. After a while, I became aroused. I sucked hard on her red lips, then forcefully thrust my tongue into Teacher Ying's moist, saliva-filled mouth. At this moment, Teacher Ying's tongue entwined with mine, sucking on it. When I withdrew my tongue, hers followed. I licked her tongue, and Teacher Ying trembled with joy, her tongue entwining with mine even more forcefully, pursuing unparalleled pleasure. We sucked each other's saliva mouth-to-mouth. I held Teacher Ying's body tightly with one hand, and caressed her body with the other. My fingers trembled with excitement as I gently pulled open the front of her nightgown, my fingers lingering on her waist and her pantyhose-clad buttocks, enjoying the sensations of flesh. My rising lust led me to touch her pubic hair, then moved downwards. When I found the soft crevice of her vulva, the excitement almost made me breathless. After a long while, she finally let me catch my breath, whispering, "Take off my nightgown!" My blood was already boiling, and I ripped off her transparent nightgown in one swift motion. Her large breasts sprang out, seemingly making a "pop" sound, pressing against my chest. She stood up, straddled my lower body, bent down, pulled my thighs to the side, picked up my swollen penis, reached out her jade hand to grasp and play with it, slowly kissed it, and then put it in her mouth, sucking on it continuously. Her small mouth could not yet hold my entire glans, which made Teacher Ying's small mouth bulge.Teacher Ying's tongue roamed back and forth on my glans, her teeth gently biting my penis, spitting out some saliva that dripped onto the glans. She used her tongue to pry open the opening of the glans and pushed hard. I was almost about to ejaculate again, my body convulsing slightly. She seemed to sense it and released my penis. Turning back to me, she panted, "You should suck it too, mine smells so good!" She spread her thighs, pressing her pantyhose-clad buttocks against my head. It seemed she had been aroused for a long time. Her beautiful petals opened and closed with her breath, sweet nectar flowing from her vagina. Her velvet pantyhose was soaked, her labia red, swollen, and very alluring. My heart was racing, and I sucked hard on her pantyhose with my tongue. The pantyhose did indeed have a fragrance, emitting a faint perfume scent. Kissing through the stockings felt so smooth and soft. Her vulva, clad in stockings, appeared so smooth and delicate, and I was deeply attracted. At this moment, I was extremely excited, my heart was pounding, and my penis was throbbing. Unconsciously, a thick stream of semen shot straight into Teacher Ying's cherry-like mouth. Teacher Ying cried out in surprise, opened her small mouth, and sucked all the semen into her mouth. Then, with her sucking and licking, she made my almost limp penis hard again. Under Teacher Ying's pressure, I used my teeth to bite the crotch of her alluring pantyhose, and without realizing it, I suddenly bit a hole in the crotch of her pantyhose. My tongue went in perfectly, parting her petals, the tip of my tongue touching the clitoris, licking it until Teacher Ying's thighs twitched wildly, and her buttocks swayed vigorously. With my left index and middle fingers, I spread apart the labia on both sides of her vulva. At this moment, I could clearly see that Teacher Ying's exquisite secret place was smooth as a baby's, with two thin pink lips sandwiched between two thick lips, oozing a few drops of crystal liquid. I curled my tongue and went in, teasing the two thin lips with the tip of my tongue, especially the small fleshy ball at the tip. She instinctively began to wriggle her hips again. I slipped my tongue into the warm flesh, teasing and licking, and Teacher Ying's lower body continued to gush with fluid, her body trembling. "Mmm, ah... ah... so good... good... I... ah, ah... I feel so good... I can't take it anymore... I want it!" Teacher Ying suddenly cried out. This was the first time I had ever heard a woman moan in heat; it was so wanton. She was sucking my penis hard, and I almost came again, my body convulsing slightly. She sensed it, so she released my penis and skillfully stroked it with her hand, temporarily suppressing my burning desire. After a while, she stopped, turned her head to face me, and said, "Now I'll let you see my most mysterious place properly, and I'll explain its function to you." Teacher Ying blushed, reached down and pulled down her pantyhose to her calves, placed her legs on my head, and sat on my chest. “Look, these are the labia majora, and inside there are the labia minora. Oh, this is the clitoris, the most sensitive spot. This opening is the vaginal opening,” she said, parting her labia to reveal the opening, presenting her peach-like vulva to me. “This is where your penis goes in.” I poked it with my finger, and Ms. Ying cried out, “Ah… ah… what are you doing?” I couldn’t resist any longer. I sat up and hugged Ms. Ying tightly, saying, “I know, let me try!” I brought my mouth to hers and licked her hardening areolas and nipples in circles with the tip of my tongue, while also sucking them passionately. “Hmm… like this! Ah…” Perhaps it was the sensation from her nipples that made Ms. Ying let out a muffled moan, arching her thighs to clamp my body, her buttocks swaying restlessly up and down, seeking more stimulation. Noticing that Ms. Ying was aroused, I licked from her chest down to her navel with the tip of my tongue. “Ah…!” Ms. Ying’s body trembled as if she had been electrocuted, her lower abdomen involuntarily rising. Taking advantage of the moment, I cupped the teacher's round buttocks, and saw white liquid continuously gushing from her vagina, making the bed somewhat damp. Teacher Ying's pantyhose were still hanging on her calves; I ripped them off, spreading her thighs wide, revealing her pink petals and deep black pubic hair—a breathtakingly beautiful sight. Section Six: Exploring the Cave I leaned down, sucking the sweet juice. "Ah…," the teacher groaned, gripping the sheets tightly. After a long while, I grew tired, while Teacher Ying reached her climax. Teacher Ying turned and pinned me down again, moving her writhing desire to her thighs. She lifted her legs to my chest and pressed them against me, as if demanding more intense caresses. I let her body rest on mine, enjoying the pressure of her weight, holding her body tightly with my left hand, and lifting her buttocks with my right, admiring their fleshy texture. My fingers traced the crevice between her two mounds, finding the wet, glistening opening. Now, Teacher Ying's juices had soaked my genitals. I hugged her neck, focusing all my attention on her burning lips. "Put it in..." Teacher Ying called out seductively. I gripped my hot, hard penis with one hand, and with the other, I searched for her vaginal opening, wanting to insert it there. Teacher Ying responded by lowering her buttocks above me. Because this was my first time, I thrust my penis upwards two or three times, but it only slid past her labia, unable to penetrate properly. "You're so useless!" Teacher Ying suddenly said, grabbing my penis with her fingers and twisting her buttocks to try and swallow the glans. I also thrust upwards with my waist, and with the slippery feeling, I parted her labia, and the glans went in a little. But my penis was too big. "Ouch! It hurts, stop!" Teacher Ying cried out as I was about to insert my entire penis, lifting her buttocks to pull my penis out. But once my glans entered Teacher Ying's vagina, it was like a magnet, and it wouldn't come off. Teacher Ying tried to stand up, and my glans followed hers, unable to leave her vulva. "Pull it out quickly, it hurts so much!" Teacher Ying cried out in pain. Seeing her expression, I wanted to pull out too, but the more excited I became, the more my penis swelled up from the lubrication of Teacher Ying's vagina, becoming half again as large as before. Teacher Ying's vaginal opening seemed to be tearing. "Ugh...ah..." Teacher Ying cried out in pain. Her whole body convulsed, and I could feel a tingling sensation inside her labia and vaginal opening. I never expected my first time making love to be like this, and Teacher Ying had given birth before, so her vagina shouldn't be hurting like this. I held her tightly, kissing her, "Let me soften it slowly before pulling out, it might be better." "No, try going in slowly first, my vaginal walls are still wide," Teacher Ying disagreed with my pulling out. She pressed the weight of her full body against me, holding me tightly, deeply sucking my penis in, our bodies attacking each other like in battle, our genitals rubbing against each other. I held the teacher's slender waist with one hand and grasped my engorged penis with the other, aiming it at the center of her moist petals, and thrusting in with all my might. With a "plop," my thick penis finally penetrated the depths of her wet, fleshy hole. The depths of her fleshy hole seemed to have received a long-awaited penis, writhing with joy. "Ah...!" The teacher couldn't help but tilt her head back and groan loudly, "Good...good...finally...finally...in..." At the same time, fragrant sweat flowed down her body like pearls! Teacher Ying gently trembled her lower body and weakly whispered in my ear, "Come on top of me." After saying that, she moved her body to the side. My penis was tightly connected to her vulva, and I slowly turned my body, placing myself between Teacher Ying's legs. Her full, snow-white thighs swayed, then clamped around my waist, and her vaginal muscles eagerly contracted. But because our genitals were tightly joined, there was no contraction at all. I thrust into her, as if trying to pierce her uterus, but could only move a little bit. Teacher Ying moaned and groaned, both in pain and excitement… “Don’t ejaculate inside me. If you can’t pull out right away, just bear with it,” Teacher Ying kissed me. I held her tightly, sucking and kissing, pressing and licking her breasts, burying my face in their soft flesh, continuing to suck and lick. During this time, Teacher Ying took the initiative with my body, shaking her hips, rubbing my penis against the tender flesh inside her vagina, breathing hot air, gradually increasing the intensity of her movements. My penis swelled inside Teacher Ying’s vagina, and her lust was so intense that her vagina was overflowing with vaginal fluid, but it was completely blocked by my penis, not a drop escaped. My glans felt that her inner walls were filled with holy water, hot and wet. "I never imagined your penis could even overwhelm me," Teacher Ying said in a hoarse, excited voice, her body twisting and coiling like a giant snake, lifting her large buttocks while simultaneously squeezing and rubbing my penis. The numbing pleasure intensified, our desire burned even hotter, and her vagina released even more fluid. Teacher Ying hugged me tightly, spreading her legs almost to meet my enormous penis, her feet restlessly twitching on the mat, while she arched her back, emitting whimpering sounds. My whole body was aroused, so I thrust harder, trying to make some thrusting movements, although each time it was only a small amount, the stimulation for Teacher Ying was immense."Ah...! Good... Darling... It feels so good..." "Ah... Coming... Oh oh oh oh... Oh oh, ah ah... ah ah ah..." Teacher Ying continued her alluring moans, her lower body could no longer support her, she could only use her elbows to support her body to withstand my thrusts. "More... harder!" In Teacher Ying's desire for orgasm mixed with her chaotic breathing and panting, I no longer had any thoughts of tenderness. I grabbed the teacher's waist, and made her support her body, I tried my best to thrust my penis deep into the depths of the teacher's flower to respond to her cries. The teacher's whole body was trembling, accepting me with all her might. "Ah...! I... I can't take it anymore!! I... I can't take it anymore!! Ah..." Teacher Ying suddenly groaned loudly. Accompanied by a hot stream shooting from the depths of her flower, impacting the hard root of desire. Teacher Ying tilted her head back, her brows furrowed, her lower abdomen contracted, and her long legs wrapped increasingly tightly around my waist, as if she were desperately trying to hold back an uncontrollable climax. Stripped naked, Teacher Ying could no longer support herself; her arms stretched out limply, and she gasped for breath on the bed. For some reason, I had involuntarily ejaculated when I saw Teacher Ying putting on her pantyhose earlier, but now, my penis, soaked in Teacher Ying's holy fluid, remained even harder. I continued my thrusts, penetrating deeper into her flower path more smoothly. After a while, Teacher Ying seemed to be brought back by my thrusts; her snow-white buttocks spun incessantly like a millstone, her teeth clenched, her hair disheveled, and she kept moaning and groaning. “Oh…oh, hey…it seems…you won’t…come…out…until…you…come…out…,” Teacher Ying groaned. “I…am…coming…almost…again, let…come…together…oh ... Teacher Ying's love juice gushed out like a fountain once again. With this climax, my endurance reached its limit. Soon, I felt an unusual stimulation on my glans, the pleasure growing stronger and stronger, then expanding into an indescribable joy. Teacher Ying noticed the change in the pulsation of my penis inside her. "Don't ejaculate inside..." she tried to pull out, but the tight intercourse prevented her from doing so. "Oh! Don't be so fast, wait a moment!" But I, in the final sprint, had already shot out like an arrow released from a bow. Her cries were completely useless! A fiery sensation gushed from deep within my body, accompanied by a numbingly intense pleasure, shooting through my glans and deep into her vagina. My body's spasms slowed down. Finally, I calmed down completely. "Oh, your semen is so hot," Teacher Ying said, her body scalded by the semen, and she hugged me tightly. I also hugged her tightly, savoring the taste of the moment, my penis still inside Teacher Ying's vagina, reluctant to pull out. Section Seven: Deep Affection After a long while, the two of them finally recovered. My penis gradually shrank, and half of it could be pulled out of Teacher Ying's vagina. Teacher Ying's vaginal opening was still filled with a large amount of a mixture of holy water and semen. She reached out her jade-like hand and touched it, saying, "This liquid is very nutritious. I've lost so much, I need to replenish it. Suck some into your mouth and feed it to me." I did as she said, pressing my mouth against her opening. The mixture of holy water and semen had a slightly pungent smell. I took a big gulp, then, mouth to mouth, fed the liquid to Teacher Ying. She drank it with relish. "Ah, that felt so good! You're really great! Tomorrow, let's try again. It seems you're still pretty good." Teacher Ying kept touching my genitals, saying happily. "Teacher Ying, it felt so horny just now," I said, gently rubbing her breasts. "Horny? It's all because of your thing, it almost killed me." Teacher Ying said, slapping my still swollen penis with her hand. "You really are something! Oh, it's so unlucky to have such a big penis like yours. My opening is all open, it hurts so much, I don't know if I can walk tomorrow. I just had vaginal tightening surgery a few days ago, and it was so hard to shrink my vagina, but you've made it big again." Teacher Ying used four fingers together to insert into her vagina. It was a little loose, and it went in easily. I kissed Teacher Ying and said, "Teacher Ying, you're so good!" After hearing my words, she touched my glans with her hand, lay in my arms, and said coquettishly, "What? Call me Sister Ying." "Oh, it's already five o'clock, go to sleep, I have things to do tomorrow, Sunday," Teacher Ying said. "I didn't expect it to take so long," I was also surprised. But with Teacher Ying constantly touching my lower body, I couldn't help but get aroused, and I turned around and pressed myself against Teacher Ying again. Ms. Ying was somewhat reluctant, saying, "No, my lower body is killing me with pain. I don't know if I'll be able to walk tomorrow." I ignored her, and with one hand, I put Ms. Ying in a doggy-style position. Although Ms. Ying was unwilling, with my vigorous stimulation and her own unquenched lust, she allowed me to penetrate her vagina from behind. "Oh oh oh... oh... oh oh... oh ooh, oh oh oh oh oh," she kept moaning, her body twisting and her buttocks muscles clenching. I thrust vigorously, and soon Ms. Ying had several orgasms, one after another, until she went limp. My emotions were rising, and I wasn't going to let her stop there. I turned her over, and at this point, she had no will of her own, her eyes half-closed and dazed from excessive lust as she let me do as I pleased. I spread her snow-white thighs, placed them on my shoulders, and with a thrust, I aimed at her genitals, penetrating her forcefully. "My darling, no more, I can't take it... oh oh oh... oh... oh... oh oh," Ms. Ying groaned. "Do you like being penetrated by me?" I blurted out for some reason. "Yes, I want it..." Teacher Ying moaned softly, her expression one of extreme pleasure. As my movements became increasingly rough and relentless, Teacher Ying grew exhausted. She gripped my genitals with both hands, trying to stop me. After a while, she suddenly let out a low cry of pain and fainted. I didn't know what was wrong with her, still penetrating her. Suddenly, I felt a surging tremor throughout my body, and a stream of semen shot deep into Teacher Ying's vagina. I took a few deep breaths, then collapsed onto Teacher Ying's naked, lamb-like body, my penis still inside her. I kissed Teacher Ying's small mouth for a long time before realizing she had fainted. My vigorous movements had slightly abraded her genitals, leaving some blood. But I was powerless to do anything; making love like this was too exhausting. I could only lie on top of her, and we fell asleep in each other's arms... 58489 bytes [The End]Teacher Ying's love juice gushed out like a fountain once again. With this climax, my endurance reached its limit. Soon, I felt an unusual stimulation on my glans, the pleasure growing stronger and stronger, then expanding into an indescribable joy. Teacher Ying noticed the change in the pulsation of my penis inside her. "Don't ejaculate inside..." she tried to pull out, but the tight intercourse prevented her from doing so. "Oh! Don't be so fast, wait a moment!" But I, in the final sprint, had already shot out like an arrow released from a bow. Her cries were completely useless! A fiery sensation gushed from deep within my body, accompanied by a numbingly intense pleasure, shooting through my glans and deep into her vagina. My body's spasms slowed down. Finally, I calmed down completely. "Oh, your semen is so hot," Teacher Ying said, her body scalded by the semen, and she hugged me tightly. I also hugged her tightly, savoring the taste of the moment, my penis still inside Teacher Ying's vagina, reluctant to pull out. Section Seven: Deep Affection After a long while, the two of them finally recovered. My penis gradually shrank, and half of it could be pulled out of Teacher Ying's vagina. Teacher Ying's vaginal opening was still filled with a large amount of a mixture of holy water and semen. She reached out her jade-like hand and touched it, saying, "This liquid is very nutritious. I've lost so much, I need to replenish it. Suck some into your mouth and feed it to me." I did as she said, pressing my mouth against her opening. The mixture of holy water and semen had a slightly pungent smell. I took a big gulp, then, mouth to mouth, fed the liquid to Teacher Ying. She drank it with relish. "Ah, that felt so good! You're really great! Tomorrow, let's try again. It seems you're still pretty good." Teacher Ying kept touching my genitals, saying happily. "Teacher Ying, it felt so horny just now," I said, gently rubbing her breasts. "Horny? It's all because of your thing, it almost killed me." Teacher Ying said, slapping my still swollen penis with her hand. "You really are something! Oh, it's so unlucky to have such a big penis like yours. My opening is all open, it hurts so much, I don't know if I can walk tomorrow. I just had vaginal tightening surgery a few days ago, and it was so hard to shrink my vagina, but you've made it big again." Teacher Ying used four fingers together to insert into her vagina. It was a little loose, and it went in easily. I kissed Teacher Ying and said, "Teacher Ying, you're so good!" After hearing my words, she touched my glans with her hand, lay in my arms, and said coquettishly, "What? Call me Sister Ying." "Oh, it's already five o'clock, go to sleep, I have things to do tomorrow, Sunday," Teacher Ying said. "I didn't expect it to take so long," I was also surprised. But with Teacher Ying constantly touching my lower body, I couldn't help but get aroused, and I turned around and pressed myself against Teacher Ying again. Ms. Ying was somewhat reluctant, saying, "No, my lower body is killing me with pain. I don't know if I'll be able to walk tomorrow." I ignored her, and with one hand, I put Ms. Ying in a doggy-style position. Although Ms. Ying was unwilling, with my vigorous stimulation and her own unquenched lust, she allowed me to penetrate her vagina from behind. "Oh oh oh... oh... oh oh... oh ooh, oh oh oh oh oh," she kept moaning, her body twisting and her buttocks muscles clenching. I thrust vigorously, and soon Ms. Ying had several orgasms, one after another, until she went limp. My emotions were rising, and I wasn't going to let her stop there. I turned her over, and at this point, she had no will of her own, her eyes half-closed and dazed from excessive lust as she let me do as I pleased. I spread her snow-white thighs, placed them on my shoulders, and with a thrust, I aimed at her genitals, penetrating her forcefully. "My darling, no more, I can't take it... oh oh oh... oh... oh... oh oh," Ms. Ying groaned. "Do you like being penetrated by me?" I blurted out for some reason. "Yes, I want it..." Teacher Ying moaned softly, her expression one of extreme pleasure. As my movements became increasingly rough and relentless, Teacher Ying grew exhausted. She gripped my genitals with both hands, trying to stop me. After a while, she suddenly let out a low cry of pain and fainted. I didn't know what was wrong with her, still penetrating her. Suddenly, I felt a surging tremor throughout my body, and a stream of semen shot deep into Teacher Ying's vagina. I took a few deep breaths, then collapsed onto Teacher Ying's naked, lamb-like body, my penis still inside her. I kissed Teacher Ying's small mouth for a long time before realizing she had fainted. My vigorous movements had slightly abraded her genitals, leaving some blood. But I was powerless to do anything; making love like this was too exhausting. I could only lie on top of her, and we fell asleep in each other's arms... 58489 bytes [The End]Teacher Ying's love juice gushed out like a fountain once again. With this climax, my endurance reached its limit. Soon, I felt an unusual stimulation on my glans, the pleasure growing stronger and stronger, then expanding into an indescribable joy. Teacher Ying noticed the change in the pulsation of my penis inside her. "Don't ejaculate inside..." she tried to pull out, but the tight intercourse prevented her from doing so. "Oh! Don't be so fast, wait a moment!" But I, in the final sprint, had already shot out like an arrow released from a bow. Her cries were completely useless! A fiery sensation gushed from deep within my body, accompanied by a numbingly intense pleasure, shooting through my glans and deep into her vagina. My body's spasms slowed down. Finally, I calmed down completely. "Oh, your semen is so hot," Teacher Ying said, her body scalded by the semen, and she hugged me tightly. I also hugged her tightly, savoring the taste of the moment, my penis still inside Teacher Ying's vagina, reluctant to pull out. Section Seven: Deep Affection After a long while, the two of them finally recovered. My penis gradually shrank, and half of it could be pulled out of Teacher Ying's vagina. Teacher Ying's vaginal opening was still filled with a large amount of a mixture of holy water and semen. She reached out her jade-like hand and touched it, saying, "This liquid is very nutritious. I've lost so much, I need to replenish it. Suck some into your mouth and feed it to me." I did as she said, pressing my mouth against her opening. The mixture of holy water and semen had a slightly pungent smell. I took a big gulp, then, mouth to mouth, fed the liquid to Teacher Ying. She drank it with relish. "Ah, that felt so good! You're really great! Tomorrow, let's try again. It seems you're still pretty good." Teacher Ying kept touching my genitals, saying happily. "Teacher Ying, it felt so horny just now," I said, gently rubbing her breasts. "Horny? It's all because of your thing, it almost killed me." Teacher Ying said, slapping my still swollen penis with her hand. "You really are something! Oh, it's so unlucky to have such a big penis like yours. My opening is all open, it hurts so much, I don't know if I can walk tomorrow. I just had vaginal tightening surgery a few days ago, and it was so hard to shrink my vagina, but you've made it big again." Teacher Ying used four fingers together to insert into her vagina. It was a little loose, and it went in easily. I kissed Teacher Ying and said, "Teacher Ying, you're so good!" After hearing my words, she touched my glans with her hand, lay in my arms, and said coquettishly, "What? Call me Sister Ying." "Oh, it's already five o'clock, go to sleep, I have things to do tomorrow, Sunday," Teacher Ying said. "I didn't expect it to take so long," I was also surprised. But with Teacher Ying constantly touching my lower body, I couldn't help but get aroused, and I turned around and pressed myself against Teacher Ying again. Ms. Ying was somewhat reluctant, saying, "No, my lower body is killing me with pain. I don't know if I'll be able to walk tomorrow." I ignored her, and with one hand, I put Ms. Ying in a doggy-style position. Although Ms. Ying was unwilling, with my vigorous stimulation and her own unquenched lust, she allowed me to penetrate her vagina from behind. "Oh oh oh... oh... oh oh... oh ooh, oh oh oh oh oh," she kept moaning, her body twisting and her buttocks muscles clenching. I thrust vigorously, and soon Ms. Ying had several orgasms, one after another, until she went limp. My emotions were rising, and I wasn't going to let her stop there. I turned her over, and at this point, she had no will of her own, her eyes half-closed and dazed from excessive lust as she let me do as I pleased. I spread her snow-white thighs, placed them on my shoulders, and with a thrust, I aimed at her genitals, penetrating her forcefully. "My darling, no more, I can't take it... oh oh oh... oh... oh... oh oh," Ms. Ying groaned. "Do you like being penetrated by me?" I blurted out for some reason. "Yes, I want it..." Teacher Ying moaned softly, her expression one of extreme pleasure. As my movements became increasingly rough and relentless, Teacher Ying grew exhausted. She gripped my genitals with both hands, trying to stop me. After a while, she suddenly let out a low cry of pain and fainted. I didn't know what was wrong with her, still penetrating her. Suddenly, I felt a surging tremor throughout my body, and a stream of semen shot deep into Teacher Ying's vagina. I took a few deep breaths, then collapsed onto Teacher Ying's naked, lamb-like body, my penis still inside her. I kissed Teacher Ying's small mouth for a long time before realizing she had fainted. My vigorous movements had slightly abraded her genitals, leaving some blood. But I was powerless to do anything; making love like this was too exhausting. I could only lie on top of her, and we fell asleep in each other's arms... 58489 bytes [The End]

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