Teacher Yan Qing's alluring calves, 12 parts complete

The first part of "Teacher Yan Qing's Alluring Legs"
quickly faded, with the number of students attending tutoring plummeting from thirty to a dozen. What I remember most vividly was that Friday night. Although the sun had set, the weather was unusually muggy. Undoubtedly, while Teacher Yan Qing's beauty could hold up for a while, the approaching end of class inevitably caused some anxiety. So, after finishing the lesson early, the teacher had the English class representative distribute the previously submitted written expression assignments—the students realized this was the signal to leave school, and they hurriedly packed their bags.
"Teacher Yan, I didn't get my written expression assignment." Looking at the English class representative who was shrugging, I couldn't help but smile wryly as I left my seat and went to the teacher to ask. "Are you sure you handed it in?" Teacher Yan put away her red pen and began organizing her lesson plan. Today she was wearing tight pants that disappointed me, but clearly, the teacher was equally dissatisfied with her attire. She kept wiping the sweat from her cheeks; perhaps she hadn't expected the weather, which had been gloomy in the morning, to be so muggy now. "That might mean your homework got mixed up with another class's workbook. Come with me to the office to get it."
Teacher Yan Qing frowned slightly, looking a bit irritable from the sweltering weather, but she still packed her things methodically. "Who hasn't received their workbook yet? Raise your hand." Teacher Yan Qing called out to the students who were frantically packing their bags. "Me." A student in the back row raised their hand. I looked closely and saw it was my deskmate, Liu Yan. "Feng-ge, I have something to do. Could you take my homework with you?" My deskmate waved and continued packing his bag. I guessed his "something to do" was probably just to catch up on basketball.
"Is that all? Did everyone get their homework?" Teacher Yan Qing glanced at the eager students below and asked again. The students responded sparsely, "Yes, we got it." "Let's go." "Yay—" The students cheered and flew away. Soon, the classroom was empty except for Teacher Yan Qing and me. Teacher Yan Qing carefully reviewed the lesson plan again and then said softly, "Let's go." Then, she demurely picked up the lesson plan, English book, and English tutoring materials and left the classroom. She locked the door after I left.
We walked down the quiet corridor, occasionally hearing the sounds of students leaving later downstairs. Perhaps out of boredom, I found myself inexplicably paying attention to Teacher Yan Qing's slightly swaying buttocks. To be honest, it wasn't until this moment that I truly appreciated the beauty of a woman's buttocks, especially Teacher Yan Qing's—full, perky, and utterly captivating. As I gazed at them, I gradually felt a burning sensation in my lower body. "Chen Feng, I've noticed you always seem to avoid my gaze during class?" Just as I was lost in thought, Teacher Yan Qing suddenly turned and asked. This sudden action didn't calm me down; instead, her pretty face made my heart flutter, and my lower body hardened like an iron rod. At this moment, I felt somewhat embarrassed, so I could only pretend not to hear her question. I couldn't very well tell her directly, "Teacher, I like you. Your eyes are so big and beautiful, they make me nervous." Besides, have you ever seen anyone look into someone's eyes and have impure thoughts?
"Teacher, can I go to the restroom first?" At this point, I wasn't trying to avoid anything, but rather wanted to loosen my bulging underwear. "Okay." Ms. Yan nodded, and we parted ways for the time being. As I left, I couldn't help but take one last, intense look at her beautiful buttocks, inwardly cursing myself for my lack of self-control, while also adding—what a vixen
!
A short while later, feeling my clothes loosen, I hurried towards the teacher's office. Since all the teachers shared one large office, as the chemistry class representative, I easily found the location of the teacher's office. I figured there wouldn't be many people in the office at this hour, so I casually knocked on the door and pushed it open without waiting to see if anyone inside heard me. However, the sight before me instantly froze me, and my blood surged. My previously calm penis suddenly became erect.
Ms. Yan, sitting in her chair, had just taken off her tight-fitting trousers and shirt and was preparing to change into a light blue long skirt. I can't forget this scene: a pair of smooth thighs draped over another chair, toes as translucent as seashells, and a spotless white bra—all of these stimulated my senses. What made it even harder for me to calm down was that I saw her white panties, soaked with sweat, had become semi-transparent, revealing thick, glossy black pubic hair. At that moment, I felt my blood rush to my head, and the friction from my throbbing erection inside my pants brought waves of pleasure
. Teacher Yan was clearly startled, but after a slight pause, she awkwardly and hurriedly put on her long skirt. I could clearly see a blush rise to her pretty face, and I stared at her smooth thighs without missing a beat until she suddenly stopped. Just as I was wondering what was going on, she turned around and glared at me fiercely: "Xu Feng, why don't you turn your head away?" Hearing this, I immediately blushed. Just as I was about to turn around, I suddenly noticed that she had inadvertently noticed my genitals. Her already flushed face turned even redder, like a ripe apple.
I looked down and felt even more embarrassed. My pants zipper was undone, and what was even more shameful was that I could see my underwear bulging out from under the zipper. I hurriedly zipped up the zipper, and without thinking, I blurted out, "Teacher, your thighs are so beautiful." "Oh—um, thank you," Teacher Yan Qing's face was still very red. By this time, she had already put on her long skirt. "Actually, I've always wanted to see your thighs, but I never had the chance because you only show your calves..." I said, glancing again at the alluring calves peeking out from under the teacher's long skirt.
Teacher Yan Qing stopped talking and remained silent for a while. Then she said softly, "I'm looking for your and Liu Yan's notebooks." "Oh," I replied mechanically. Seeing that Teacher Yan Qing didn't respond, a strong sense of disappointment washed over me. She got up and went to her desk, quickly searching through a stack of notebooks for mine and my deskmate's. I slowly walked behind her chair and noticed her alluring body trembling slightly. I suddenly felt that the air was unusually humid and hot today.
"Teacher?" "What?" "Um—do you hate me?" The teacher's hand suddenly stopped. She turned to look at me, her flushed face no longer showing the confusion from before, but becoming calm as still water. "Teacher is already married, Chen Feng. You are a good student. You may have a very beautiful girlfriend after you go to university," Teacher Yan Qing said seriously. "But I only like you now." This time, I stared into her eyes, showing no sign of backing down.
Teacher Yan's blush deepened, and she glanced away from me. "Don't think I don't know anything. You've been saying all those sweet words, it's all for that little thing down there. You're not a child anymore, don't be impulsive." I suddenly grabbed her smooth hand. Although there had been a little flirtation, she probably hadn't expected me to be so bold, and she panicked, struggling to break free. I decided to go all in, pulling her into my arms and kissing her alluring red lips. However, she easily dodged the kiss and seemed about to escape my embrace.
I held her alabaster arm tightly, preventing her from leaving, and tried to harass her sensitive areas. But honestly, I only realized this through experience; unless a woman is exhausted or already willing, it's very difficult to subdue her unless you're ruthless. For example, her full breasts, covered by her bra, were blocked by her delicate fingers despite my attempts to grab them several times, and I could never be too violent in hurting her.
We
struggled for a long time, still to no avail. Teacher Yan Qing was drenched in sweat, but she still didn't give up. My only advantage was that I knew she wouldn't dare call for help. Leaving aside whether she had any feelings for me after more than two years, the mere rumor of a good student trying to rape his teacher, especially since this student was in her first class, would make it impossible for her to teach students in the future. Besides, I thought I had always given her a good impression; she wouldn't stoop to the point of wanting to die together. However, I understood her strategy; she kept moving towards the door, seemingly trying to escape.
"Chen Feng, calm down," Teacher Yan Qing, already panting heavily, still didn't give up trying to reason with me. "If you really succeed, how will we get along in the future? Have you thought about that? And this won't just harm me, it will harm you too."
"Teacher, please, I like you, let me try. I've been masturbating to you ever since I started high school, especially your calves. Please help me just this once." I was exhausted, and could only hold onto her at most. I couldn't take it any further. Due to my lack of strength, she often broke free. I was frustrated by Teacher Yan Qing's stamina.
"Don't do this." Teacher Yan Qing successfully broke free from my arms again. She saw that I had completely blocked the doorway and became a little annoyed. "How about this," I suddenly stopped and said, "we'll end it if you help me ejaculate with your thigh." Teacher Yan Qing, who was already exhausted, thought for a moment, but then shook her head: "No, that's too much. I'll only let you see my legs once." "How about this, let's compromise. I'll touch your thigh, is that okay?" I continued to negotiate.
Teacher Yan Qing was somewhat tempted. She hesitated for a while, then looked up and asked, "How long do you want to touch me? I can't let you touch me all night." "An hour," I said. Ms. Yan Qing grinned, revealing her white teeth. "You really dare to say that, an hour? I thought it would only take three to five minutes." "Teacher, think about it, is two years of getting to know each other worth only five minutes?" I desperately tried to use my eloquence. "Besides, after I graduate from high school, we may never have the chance to meet again. Can you bear to let your admirer get only five minutes after decades?" "Okay, okay, name another one. Anyway, I won't agree to an hour." Ms. Yan Qing compromised. "One price, twenty-five minutes." I secretly estimated the teacher's bottom line and then said.
Ms. Yan Qing lowered her head and thought for a while without saying a word, then raised her head and said, "Okay." Saying that, she sat down. "I'm exhausted." "Me too." I sat in the chair next to her, admiring her alluring appearance, glistening with sweat. Ms. Yan Qing glared at me, then gritted her teeth, decisively took off her long skirt and shoes and socks, and soon, the beautiful scene from before reappeared. "Let's begin." Teacher Yan Qing pointed to the clock in the office that showed 9:45, and said slowly and deliberately.
Secretly pleased, I quickly took off my outer pants and underwear, eagerly pulling out my already throbbing penis. "Didn't you say you were just going to touch my legs? Why are you like this? Put them back on!" Teacher Yan Qing was startled, then immediately blushed and snapped. "I didn't say I'd touch you with my hands. Can't I touch you with this?" I smiled and pointed to my erect, menacing penis. "The character for 'touch' seems to have the 'hand' radical," Teacher Yan Qing had already stood up and stepped aside, clearly not intending to engage in this kind of touching. "Teacher," I adopted the most sincere posture, "my request isn't high, just let me touch you once."
"No way. You usually seem quite honest, how come you're being so shameless now? Touching me with this thing? I don't believe you won't do anything else." Teacher Yan Qing shook her head, her face completely red. "How about this, to be fair, you touch my little brother, and I'll touch your legs, okay?" I said seriously. "No way, you're so ugly, and you want me to touch you? And you call that fair?" Teacher Yan Qing turned her face away from my naked genitals. "Teacher, don't you want to touch it?" "I don't want to." "Okay, but since you won't touch it, you won't stop me from touching myself, right?" As I spoke, I rubbed my penis. Teacher Yan Qing still didn't dare to look at me, so I couldn't help but smile. "Teacher, you're a married person, why are you afraid of this? Sit down, how can I touch your legs if you don't sit down?" Teacher Yan Qing hesitated for a moment but finally sat down, closed her beautiful eyes, and lifted her legs, her
smooth thighs as always, and placed them on my bare thighs. My hands gradually caressed this masterpiece of the Creator. As soon as I touched the teacher's thigh skin, I could clearly feel that Teacher Yan Qing couldn't help but tremble, and a shy expression appeared on her pretty face, which surprised me slightly. I first stroked her fair calves, which I'd seen for several semesters, and when my erect penis touched one side of her calf, Ms. Yan's body stiffened instantly. She didn't react, perhaps because she'd guessed I wouldn't be completely obedient.
Seeing this, I couldn't help but feel a surge of secret delight, and then completely retracted the foreskin to the tip of my penis. The hot glans began to rub against her alluring thighs, while my hand slowly moved down to her translucent feet. Clearly, Ms. Yan didn't say anything; for her, if she could touch her legs, her feet were no problem. "May I kiss your thigh?" I asked softly. Seeing no reaction from Ms. Yan, I boldly kissed the smooth inner thigh. Obviously, I could see that when I kissed these more sensitive spots, her delicate toes curled involuntarily.
Once, twice, and naturally a third time followed. I didn't dare to push my luck and directly touch the edge of her vulva. Instead, I rubbed my throbbing penis against her alluring thighs while stroking her porcelain-like back with both hands. I involuntarily embraced this tempting beauty; the silky feel of her skin made my glans swell even more. Little by little, I kissed her white belly. I could clearly feel her soft moans. Although I hadn't touched her sensitive spots yet, she was already somewhat aroused.
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