I am your teacher

Weiwei, we met at school. Our school has a basketball tradition, with a very high-level school basketball team and a faculty team. Our faculty team isn't as strong as the student team overall, but we have two trump cards: my exceptionally accurate three-point shot and a two-meter-tall teacher's powerful dunks. In addition, our school has a renowned cheerleading squad; these cheerleaders are all youthful, beautiful, and full of energy.
One day, our faculty team and the student team had a basketball game. It was so exciting! The students surrounded the basketball court, and the cheerleaders were all dressed up. In the first half, after I sank a super long three-pointer, a gasp of "Wow!..." came from the cheerleaders. I glanced at the cheerleaders and saw you, a beautiful girl, with your mouth agape.
During the second half break, when you went on stage to perform, I watched you intently. With each jump, your breasts bounced up and down, especially when you lifted your legs high; I could even see your panties under your short skirt, and a wisp of hair seemed to peek out. It made my heart flutter, and I couldn't even concentrate on the coach's tactical instructions.
I teach Chinese, and this semester I transferred to the X department, also becoming the class advisor for Class 3 of the third year. Because I noticed you, I inquired about you; you're the school's famous beauty, and you happen to be in this class. On the first day of class, I was completely captivated by you. You're so beautiful—tall, with a graceful figure, a delicate and pretty face, flowing hair, and two prominent breasts. It made me constantly glance at you during class. You're cute, and a little mischievous; your friends call you Weiwei.
Hehe, I'm a handsome young teacher. I just got married last year. My wife is very beautiful, and we're still deeply immersed in the joys of newlywed life. We make love almost every day and fully experience the extreme pleasure of sex. I want to thank my parents for giving me a big, thick penis that I'm proud of and that my wife is obsessed with. I have a strong sex drive, and my wife sometimes has to travel for work. When she's not around, I feel restless and can only masturbate.
Last semester, when I was teaching at another school, several pretty girls in my class liked me and even hinted at it. But with my new wife by my side, I didn't dare cross the line. To be honest, I've fantasized about it. At night, when my wife is asleep, I imagine having a tryst with the pretty girls in my class, and I often fall asleep with my penis in a state of arousal.
A month has passed. Because my lectures are lively and engaging, and because I've read extensively since childhood—including many Chinese and foreign classics and classical literature, as well as modern literature—my classes are never boring and I'm very popular with my students. Plus, I'm easygoing, so they all like to be my friend. I've noticed several girls like me and always try to talk to me, often asking me simple grammar questions.
I've paid special attention to your attitude towards me. What pleases me is that unlike other students, you don't ask me questions during or after class. Instead, you often slip me a note when no one's looking, with some rather difficult questions on it. I realize you're really getting the hang of things, and I like you even more. I'll write my answers and understanding of your questions on the note and quietly slip it to you. Then you'll give me a sweet smile and whisper, "Thank you, teacher."
I know that many female college students, and even high school girls, are no longer virgins. Some of them openly express their love to boys they like, even male teachers. I don't know if you've tried sex, but I've developed a desire and an expectation in my heart.
As time passed, I observed you. I noticed that your gaze towards me during class gradually carried a hint of secret affection. After class, when other students sometimes surrounded me, you would stand in a corner of the classroom, silently watching me. I could see the love radiating from your face, a smile that stirred my heart. Sometimes, the notes you gave me contained messages like, "Teacher, you play ball really well," "Teacher, I like your lectures," "Teacher, you're so funny"... I was thrilled. I knew I had hope.
As the semester neared its end, one day, you actually wrote on a note to me, "Teacher, I like you." Ah, you confessed! Without hesitation, I replied with a note, "I like you too." During class, you always smiled brightly at me, your eyes revealing your affection. After the last class, seeing that the other students had all left, you slipped me a note, then turned and ran out of the classroom. I opened it and read, "Teacher, I want to come to your house so you can explain the text to me privately." I was overjoyed.
Just then, my partner was going on a business trip again in a few days, leaving next Wednesday. Afraid you'd be anxious, I gave you a note the next day: "Let's meet next week." For the next few days, you were especially cheerful, eagerly volunteering for class activities, which surprised your classmates. On Thursday, I slipped you another note: "I'm going to my parents' house on Saturday, come over Sunday morning." My address was on the note. Your reply was just one word, "Okay."
Sunday morning, the doorbell rang. I quickly opened the door, and you stood there shyly, head down. I pulled you inside. You were wearing a trench coat, which covered your short skirt. I led you to the sofa, made you a cup of coffee with sugar, and brought it to you. You whispered, "Thank you, teacher." Actually, I wasn't sure what to expect. Was it really just going to be about explaining the text? But you didn't bring your backpack. I tentatively suggested, "May I take off your coat for you?" You hummed in agreement and stood up. I took off your trench coat and hung it on the hanger. Looking at you again, ah, I knew it. You were only wearing a tank top underneath, no bra, and half of your full breasts were exposed, revealing a cleavage. Wasn't this seducing me?
My eyes were glued to your chest. You noticed me staring at your breasts and slowly moved closer, pressing your breasts against my arm. I immediately felt a soft, warm mound of flesh against my arm—it felt so good. Seeing how proactive you were, haha, I didn't need any of those flirting routines. I couldn't resist. I pulled you into my arms, my hand slipping inside the edge of your tank top, caressing your breasts, my mouth greedily kissing your neck and lips. You obediently let me, softly saying, "Teacher, I like you. I can't control myself. You're so handsome, and so popular with girls. Several girls in the class like you. I'm afraid someone else will snatch you away first."
I said, "But I'm already married." You said, "I know, teacher, I won't ask you to get a divorce. I just like you, I think about you every night. Teacher, I want you, I want you to give yourself to me." Ah, you're so direct! I asked again, "Have you ever had sex?" You shook your head: "No, I had a boyfriend before, and I only let him touch my genitals at most." "Teacher, I really want to try. Am I a bad girl?" I comforted you: "No, it's puberty, normal physiological needs." You tilted your head back, your cherry-like lips slightly upturned, full of allure: "Teacher, I dream about you." I was overjoyed. I never expected a school beauty to throw herself into my arms, never expected such a beautiful girl to have such a restless heart.
At this moment, my penis was already erect; if it weren't for my pants, it would have been standing straight up. Because we were hugging, you felt it, and your hand reached down and touched my penis. You exclaimed: "Teacher, it's so hard!" I laughed: "You'll like it. Is your pussy itchy?" You nodded and said: "Yes, it's so itchy, it's all wet. My pussy wants Teacher's big penis inside." You knelt down, unbuckled my belt, and helped me take off my pants. As you pulled down my underwear, my thick, long penis sprang out, the glans touching your face. You gasped in surprise: "Ah! Teacher's penis is so big!" You looked up longingly and said, "Teacher, how wonderful it would feel to have such a big penis inside my vagina."
You grabbed my big cock and started stroking it. My cock is really thick; your small hand could just barely hold it. You stroked it quickly, and I enjoyed the beautiful girl playing with my cock... I asked, "Have you ever done this before?" You blushed and said, "Yes, I've touched my ex-boyfriend's." I felt you were getting tired from squatting, so I had you stand up and sit on the edge of the bed. I stood in front of you, and you grabbed my cock again and continued stroking it. After a while, my cock became even more swollen, and the glans turned bright red. You happily tasted it with your tongue, then took the glans into your mouth, sucking on it like a baby nursing for a while before starting to swallow and stroke it. I stroked your hair and said with delight, "I didn't know you could suck like that. Your little mouth is so sexy; it makes me feel all itchy." You smiled shyly and said, "Teacher, I've seen videos online, and that's how the girls lick it." Your tongue circled around my glans again, your teeth occasionally lightly licking the groove, stimulating my penis until it swelled painfully. Then you opened your mouth wide and swallowed my large penis deeply, almost entirely…
I was very grateful and said, “I’ll call you Weiwei too, lovely Weiwei, you make me so happy.” You said, “Teacher, from now on, you only want me, please don’t agree to anything with the other girls in the class, okay?” I promised, “I definitely will.” I had you stand up and gently removed your tank top, skirt, and panties, admiring your fair body as I did so. Your delicate skin radiated youthful vitality, dazzlingly beautiful. I kissed your not-so-large but firm breasts, sucking and licking your nipples. Your clitoris soon hardened and protruded. You breathed heavily with pleasure, your hand stroking my penis again…
I took off my shirt, bent down, and picked you up. Your face flushed, and you smiled at me. I laid you flat on the bed. After caressing you up and down for a while, I parted your legs to look at your private parts. Your labia were very delicate, your pubic hair wasn't much but it was long, a little yellowish, forming an inverted triangle shape in your vulva. Your labia majora were thick, and your labia minora were small and protruding, very soft, and a pale pink color. Your vaginal opening was slightly open, bright red, with some clear, glistening vaginal fluid seeping out. When my hand touched your vulva, your body involuntarily trembled. My fingers touched your clitoris, and you let out a soft moan, then closed your eyes. I rubbed your clitoris, which was fully erect, very red, a very deep color, and very prominent. You let out a soft moan, very pleasant to the ear…
I couldn't hold back any longer: Weiwei, is it okay if Teacher goes in? You smiled sweetly: Yes, Teacher, I'm getting impatient too… Teacher, your penis is so big, I… I'm worried my vagina can't accommodate it… Teacher, this is my first time, I'm a little scared… Please be gentle, don't hurt me… I said: Teacher, please go slower. I got into bed, knelt down, and lifted your legs. I aimed my rock-hard penis at your vaginal opening and tried to insert it. Your vagina was very tight; you clearly couldn't take it after just a little bit, your brows furrowing, but you held back your moans.
I was already burning with desire, and as I shoved the head of my penis into your tight crevice, you cried out: "Ah...ah...it hurts..." I reminded myself, "Slow down, really slow down." After a pause, I started inserting again, very slowly, almost inch by inch. Your vagina is so small and tight, it gripped the already inserted part of my penis perfectly, the friction was intense. I considerately went in a little and then pulled out, then went in a little more. With the lubrication from your vaginal secretions, my penis went in deeper and deeper...
Suddenly, ah! It hurts! You screamed, probably because your hymen had been broken. I immediately stopped, tenderly stroking your breasts and kissing your lips. Once the pain subsided, I slowly pushed my penis in again. It took a long time; about four-fifths of my penis was inside, the joint almost invisible, like a large, fleshy pillar had grown from your lower body. I asked, "Weiwei, does it still hurt?" "Mmm, it's better, but my vagina feels uncomfortable." Gradually, your brow relaxed, and you began to moan with pleasure…
Your vagina had fully accepted my large penis. I applied a little more pressure, and our bodies were completely pressed together. After a few rubs, you said happily, "Teacher, it's all the way in!" I asked, "Weiwei, can you handle it?" You cried out urgently: "Mmm, it hurt so much at first, but I can take it now, Teacher, please thrust into me hard..." My lower body began to move back and forth, my penis pressed tightly against the vaginal wall as I thrust in and out. You cried out softly again: "Ah... Teacher, slower... It hurts again..." I tenderly slowed down again, gently thrusting my penis in and out... After thrusting in and out like this fifty or sixty times, you began to moan happily: "Ah... Ah... Teacher, you can thrust faster... Ah... I feel so good, Teacher, thrust harder..."
In my first semester at this school, I was lucky enough to have sex with the most beautiful girl in the whole school. My excitement was indescribable. I worked hard and excitedly on the tender flesh beneath me, thrusting powerfully and rapidly, each time hitting the very core. You had already adapted, gladly accepting it, moaning softly, enjoying it to the fullest. Her body swayed with my movements, her small breasts trembled, and her panting breaths aroused my lust. I thrust vigorously more than two hundred times, and her moans grew louder and louder, echoing in every corner of the room…
I had been thrusting for about ten minutes, moving left and right, up and down, grinding back and forth. She was almost out of breath, her mouth wide open, and her moans subsided, turning into low, deep groans, like a cat in heat, as she mumbled lewd words intermittently: Teacher… Teacher… I love you so much… You’re so amazing… You’re fucking me so… I feel like I’m flying to heaven… …I thrust in and out seventy or eighty times without stopping. I felt your vagina begin to contract rhythmically, the frequency increasing. Suddenly, your hands gripped my back tightly, your nails digging painfully into me. Oh…oh…you squeezed my big cock tightly, my glans feeling the impact of a gush of hot, wet fluid. You closed your eyes, just breathing heavily. I knew you were about to climax, but my cock was still throbbing. It wasn't time yet, but you were squeezing so tightly I could barely move. I decided not to ejaculate this time; there was plenty of time. I was happy to make the girl I loved feel good…
You held me tightly, and I held you back, so we were connected so closely. I gently bit your earlobe, kissed your long, white neck, and held your wet lips. You kissed me back, your tongue nimbly swirling in my mouth. We sucked each other's saliva, and it felt sweet…After about ten minutes, you opened your eyes, smiling sweetly: "Teacher, you're amazing! How can sex be so pleasurable?" You know I didn't ejaculate, and I felt a little guilty: "Teacher, you're so kind, you made me happy. You're not excited yet, can I help you later?" I kissed you: "As long as Weiwei enjoys it, I'm happy."
I pulled out my penis, and ah, milky white fluid slowly flowed from your opening, mixed with streaks of bright red blood, making me feel the thrill of making love with a virgin, but also making me feel guilty: "Weiwei, did Teacher hurt you?" You smiled sweetly: "Teacher, it's okay, I'm very happy." You lay on top of me and used your cherry-like little mouth to give me oral sex. After a while, my delayed orgasm came, and thick fluid gushed out strongly. You smiled, and white semen kept overflowing from your mouth. You smeared your lips with your tongue...
After you sucked my penis for a while, I pulled you into my arms. You lay on your side next to me like a little bird, with your legs draped over me, playfully teasing my penis with your pretty little feet. Although it was already soft, it was still half-erect, deep red. I touched your nipples, tugged at your pubic hair, and stroked your vulva—it was soft and wet. I asked affectionately, "Weiwei, are you satisfied?" You sighed and said, "Ah! It's so beautiful! Teacher's big cock is so intoxicating! Am I dreaming? Teacher, pinch me!" I smiled and gently pinched your nipple: "It's not a dream; Teacher and Weiwei are making love." You looked blissful: "Teacher, I love you to death!"
Suddenly, your expression turned wistful: "Teacher, what if I get a new boyfriend and it doesn't feel this good?" I comforted you: Don't worry, he'll improve, his skills will become more proficient with each time. Actually, to truly enjoy the pleasure of sex, the prerequisite is that both people genuinely like and love each other. As the number of times increases, you'll gradually become familiar with each other's bodies and understand how to please each other. The key is not to just think about reaching orgasm yourself each time you make love, but rather: make your partner happy. At this point, you'll learn how to find your partner's erogenous zones, feel their feelings, and adjust your movements according to their reactions to meet their needs. When you feel that you're about to orgasm, if you feel that your partner hasn't reached that point yet, calm down and control your movements. After several repetitions, gradually move towards the peak, striving to reach orgasm simultaneously in the end.
You said admiringly, "Teacher, you're so amazing! You're so skilled! I really envy your wife; she's so lucky to be able to make love with you whenever she wants."
Seeing that it was already noon, I said to you, "Go wash up and eat." You pouted, still unwilling to leave the bed. I knew you weren't satisfied, so I gently pinched your nose: "Eat well before you play." Only then did you sit up, hooking your arms around my neck and pouting, "Teacher, can you help me wash?" Hehe, I helped you into the bathroom, carefully washing your breasts and private parts with shower gel. Then I took out my partner's pajamas and put them on you, then put them on myself. Then I rummaged through the refrigerator for some semi-finished food; there were groceries in the kitchen, and the rice cooker had been plugged in early in the morning. You were happily busy in the kitchen, cooking and making soup. I watched you cook with a smile, hugged you from behind, caressed your breasts, lifted your nightgown, and slid my penis between your buttocks. You chuckled and occasionally turned to kiss me…
Somehow, your beautiful figure made my penis swell intensely again. After you finished cooking one dish, I had you support yourself on the counter, lift your hips, and press my penis against your vulva. You were excited: "Teacher, are you going to go in from behind? Do you like it?" "Yes, yes, I like it no matter what position you use, Teacher." With a thrust of my hips, my penis entered. Your vagina was wet, and the head of my penis reached the bottom smoothly. You hummed happily, pushing your buttocks back, wanting me to go in deeper: "Teacher, thrust faster, harder, I want you to give me pleasure, make me feel so good, so good."
My penis pounded rapidly inside your wet hole, my hands cupping your swaying breasts, my face pressed against your back, inhaling your body's fragrance. The thrusts were quick and powerful, the squelching sounds of your vaginal fluids rubbing together only fueling my desire. I thrust even harder, the impact causing your white buttocks to bounce upwards with each stroke. Your moans transformed into groans of pleasure: "Teacher, it feels so good, ah… I'm so happy, ah… ah… Teacher, I love you so much…"
Before two hundred thrusts, your cries grew louder, your vagina contracting incessantly, your uterus throbbing violently, gushing forth waves of fluid. Suddenly, you cried out, trembling all over, as hot liquid gushed from deep within your vagina, enveloping my moving penis. I didn't stop thrusting; I wanted to prolong your orgasm, to make you feel utterly satisfied. You were really wet for a long time, your moans gradually subsided, and your vagina softened... Although I didn't ejaculate this time, I was very happy to let my beloved Weiwei fully enjoy the ecstasy of lovemaking...
After finishing our meal and washing the dishes, you couldn't wait any longer: "Teacher, I want more." Hehe, it's only your first time experiencing lovemaking, and Weiwei's desire is already so strong. Hehe, well, it's because Teacher made me feel good, I just want more.
After taking off my pajamas, I carried you back to bed. I lay down, and you straddled me, brushing my lower abdomen and penis with your soft pubic hair. Soon, my penis was erect again, proudly standing up. Suddenly you cried out, because my fingers had slipped inside your petals, and they started to flow again. After digging around for a while, your body went limp, and you couldn't sit still anymore, so you slipped down. I lay on top of you, spreading your legs wide, and started licking and kissing your tender vulva like a carpet. You moaned loudly from pleasure. My penis dangled in front of you, as if in a show of defiance. You grabbed it, touching and stroking it, playing with your testicles. The huge penis made you unable to resist opening your mouth and taking the glans in. After a while of gentle stroking and deep sucking, I moaned with pleasure...
The big penis, caressed by your beautiful mouth, became even bigger and more imposing, the glans almost the size of a ping-pong ball. You loved it so much, continuing to lick it with your tongue, wrapping it around the shaft, and uttering a series of lewd words: "Teacher, I want a big thing like this to fuck me every day... Teacher... I also think about big penises during class..." I turned you over, making you kneel and crawl. From behind, I aimed my glans at your pussy, thrusting and rubbing, the flowing juices soaking my glans. You reached behind and grabbed my penis, shoving it into your pussy, moaning, "Teacher...come in...I'm so itchy, so itchy...hurry...fuck me..." A series of thrusts, a series of rubbings, your pussy swallowed most of my penis. You moaned with satisfaction, crying, "Teacher...your penis is so...big...it feels so...so good inside my pussy..."
Hearing you moan so pleasurably, I grabbed your legs, and with a forceful thrust, my penis slammed into your cunt, then began to fuck you with a series of wet thrusts. Your pussy was still tight, holding my penis tightly, full of moisture, my glans enjoying its pleasure. The various sensations of friction, transmitted through my penis, spread throughout my body, making me feel incredibly satisfied. Every thrust was powerful and resounding, every thrust reaching straight to the cervix, every thrust showcasing the magnificence of my penis… At this rapid pace, her two round and firm breasts bounced and swayed like little rabbits. I couldn't help but reach around and grasp them, playing with them like exercise balls, using both hands simultaneously to make you feel even better. Your delicate body writhed incessantly, cooperating with my movements…
I was filled with boundless passion, thrusting hundreds of times in one go, gradually pushing you to orgasm. The feeling of your vagina being filled was unforgettable. Your round buttocks parted, your vagina was wet and glistening, swallowing my penis, slightly opening and closing, as if shouting, as if calling for the thick, fierce penis to fuck you… After thrusting more than a hundred times, I pulled out my penis, sat on the edge of the bed, and had you straddle me, your arms around my neck. I thrust my penis in again from the front, holding you with one arm. I gripped your waist, one hand on your hips, and thrust my penis in and out rapidly, all the way in, at full power, pounding hard. You cried out joyfully: "Ah... Teacher, you're so good at this... Big penis... It feels so good... Thrust again... Faster... Ouch... Teacher, I'm coming..." I felt it, your vagina was already convulsing, and a surge of heat rushed to my penis. I was almost there too. After a few dozen more thrusts, my glans and uterus trembled almost simultaneously, and two streams of vaginal fluid gushed out, converging into a babbling brook, slowly flowing from the point where our bodies were joined...
We lay down on the bed, and I held your fragrant body tightly, kissing your cherry lips that breathed in your sweet scent. My tongue slipped into your mouth, entwining with your sweet tongue, savoring your fragrance. You responded passionately, your soft hands tightly wrapped around my neck, your warm and soft body pressed tightly against me, as if you wanted to become one with me. I don't know how much time passed before my lips reluctantly parted. You were panting softly, your face flushed like a tempting apple. With each rise and fall of your chest, your two pink nipples trembled. I buried my face in your chest, sucking on one of your breasts while my right hand covered your other delicate, translucent breast…
I said, “Weiwei, let’s rest for a while and go to the balcony to see the view.” You wrapped your arms around my neck and said sweetly, “Teacher, can you carry me off the bed like this?” Before I could answer, you used your little hands to stroke my penis a few more times. Once it was hard, you gently lifted your hips and sat down, taking my penis back into your tight, sweet hole. Then you wrapped your arms around my neck and tightly coiled your legs around my waist, hanging on me like a tailless koala.
This little beauty, isn't she afraid of reigniting my desire? Hehe, this girl's love for sex has reached the point of obsession. I chuckled and shook my head, draped my nightgown over your shoulders, and helped you stand up to walk towards the balcony. Oh dear, with every step, my penis thrusts hard into your honey pot. The sensation is indescribable. You closed your beautiful eyes, rested your head on my shoulder, and hummed softly in my ear, clearly enjoying yourself. You were enjoying it, but I was struggling to hold back, especially since your full breasts felt like two sources of fire, sending shivers of pleasure through my chest. I longed to ravage your body again...
On the balcony, looking at the neighborhood scenery and the park in the distance, the weather was sunny, and I was in a good mood. Holding the beautiful Weiwei, especially with our genitals intertwined so tightly, I was overwhelmed and couldn't help but wiggle my hips slightly, slowly moving my hips. My lips met yours. You sucked on my tongue, restlessly twisting your body, your lower body thrusting against me again and again. My hands could barely support you. I said, "If you keep moving like this, I'm going to lose my grip." You pout and say coquettishly, "Teacher, I couldn't help it, let's go back to bed..."
After changing the sheets, we went back to bed. I laid you down, and my penis, throbbing with energy, plunged into your honey pot again. With a slight thrust of your hips, my thick, long penis slid all the way in. A warm sensation spread from my penis throughout my body. Your vagina gripped my penis tightly. I didn't want to move for a moment, and you hummed softly, enjoying the feeling of being penetrated again. We both silently savored the sensation; it felt so good… After a while, you twisted your body, letting my penis rotate inside your vagina, rubbing against the inner walls. You looked at me with your beautiful eyes, and I smiled back. You smiled, a truly happy smile…
I started thrusting, carefully savoring our intimate union. You closed your eyes, wholeheartedly enjoying the ecstatic pleasure. You held my waist with both hands, helping me push. I increased my speed, thrusting in and out repeatedly. You started moaning, like a heron's cry, exceptionally melodious. I silently counted in my mind: 50…100…112, 113 114… Your moans grew louder and louder. As I silently counted down to nearly 200, your brows furrowed, and your fingers gripping my waist tightened. I knew you were close to climaxing. As I thrust in halfway again, your vagina contracted, trapping my penis halfway. A warm sensation spread from the head of my penis. I paused for a moment, and after the contraction ended, I thrust in again. A stream of fluid was squeezed out, hot and splashing onto the base of my penis and my scrotum. It felt so good…
After that, about every thirty thrusts, you would ejaculate. I started counting the number of times you ejaculated: once, twice… When you ejaculated for the fourth time, your grip on my penis slowly loosened, and you let out a long breath. Your moans turned into soft cries: Teacher, give it to me… give it to me… I want you to cum. I had initially intended to hold back, but seeing how eager you were for my ejaculation, I released my pent-up desire and came. Your love juices flowed freely, nourishing your flower. I felt utterly blissful, lying on top of you, tenderly kissing your breasts, heaving with each breath…
We gazed at each other: "Was it good, my darling?" Your eyes were filled with a satisfied smile, your beautiful face captivating: "So good, teacher, you're amazing! I don't want to leave you." You murmured: "I'm so envious, so jealous of your wife…"
I got off you, helping you sit up. A large wet patch was visible on the light blue sheet. I feigned surprise: "Look how much you've leaked!" You blushed: "Teacher, you're so naughty! You ejaculated so much! How am I supposed to use you later?" I teased: "You want more?" feigning fear. You nestled obediently in my arms, shyly asking: "Teacher, would you like it?" I'm so sorry, my partner called last night. She finished her business trip and will be home before dinner tonight. I didn't dare tell you before, but now it's past 3 AM, so I have to. You immediately looked disappointed and sadly said, "Oh dear, I thought you'd hold me while I slept tonight." I thought to myself, "Weiwei's sex drive is so strong, if she really slept with me, she'd exhaust me all night."
I comforted you, "There will be other opportunities, Weiwei, let's take it slow." You said softly, "Teacher, you must make love to me often in the future." You pleaded with me, "Teacher, please don't be with other girls anymore." I nodded firmly. With the school beauty by my side, how could I want anyone else...
From then on, whenever we had the chance, we indulged in passionate lovemaking. Once, we even made love in the classroom during evening self-study, you stayed until the end... My love accompanied you throughout your studies until graduation, when you had a boy you liked, and I withdrew...

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