Pure Love Boy~~

That year, I was 16, already a teenager, yet still very fragile. Perhaps fragility was my nature, which is why I was often bullied at school. When my homeroom teacher, Mr. Jia, came to my rescue, he only saw me sitting on the ground crying; the other children had already run away. He reached out and stroked my face, wiping away my tears, and said, "You can't always be bullied by your classmates. Come to my house tonight." This thirty-year-old man stared at me with a strange look, and the hard stubble on his face frightened me a little… I

ate a hasty dinner at home, told my parents that my homeroom teacher needed tutoring, and then went out. Since it was my first time going to Mr. Jia's house, I took a shower and put on a clean, nice shirt and white trousers. I'm a boy who cares about his appearance…

Following the note from the teacher, I found his house, which was a converted old classroom. I heard that he was unmarried and had always lived there alone. My classmates often teased Mr. Jia behind his back, saying he was too ugly to find a girlfriend. And indeed, he was quite ugly—a face full of flesh, a thick, dark beard, and a strong smell of smoke and alcohol in his breath. When he opened the door and let me in, I immediately realized this…

There was no sofa in the room, only an old chair, dim lighting, a stack of faded magazines and messy notebooks on the desk, and a single bed next to it

. The teacher pulled me to the bed and sat down beside me, then began a heart-to-heart talk… “I’m your homeroom teacher, your teacher for the past few years. Actually, I quite like you; you’re very well-behaved and obedient.”
I was so nervous I didn’t know what to say, just lowering my head, fiddling with the hem of my shirt, listening to him speak. “Don’t be nervous, don’t be afraid to come here. No one will bully you; I will protect you.” He gently put his arm around my waist, and I trembled slightly—it was a large hand. But his words instantly warmed my heart. I wasn’t so nervous anymore, and under his touch, I shifted slightly, moving a little closer to him. "Being here feels like coming home. If your classmates bully you, just run to the teacher's room, okay? By the way, what nickname do your parents call you at home?" "Tingting," I finally spoke, my voice barely audible, my face flushed. "Hmm, what a lovely name. You must be a cute little boy at home. I'll call you that too, okay?" "Yes," I nodded. "Hehe, good Tingting, sweet Tingting. Let me show you some of my creations from when I was in the army." He got up and took out an old cloth bag, revealing various handicrafts made from bullet casings. Children are more easily moved by tangible things. We played with the casings, listening to his stories from the military camp, and gradually the atmosphere became more relaxed. It turned out he was a demobilized soldier who had studied English and became a teacher after returning to civilian life. As we chatted, night fell, and I suddenly remembered I needed to go home. I stood up and said, "Teacher, it's too late, I want to go home." The atmosphere became a little awkward. "Tingting, it's so dark, are you sure you dare to walk alone at night?"
Looking at the pitch black outside, I really got scared. I sat back down on the edge of the bed, hesitant. "Teacher is worried that bad people might bully you. If you get bullied again, Teacher will feel heartbroken too." I looked at him gratefully. At that moment, I truly felt a warmth, even though this man was ugly. "By the way, today Haozi and a few others bullied you by pinning you down in the sandpit. Did you get hurt anywhere? Teacher has some wound medicine here; let Teacher take a look. That way, Teacher will feel at ease when you go home." This man's comfort and concern released all the pent-up grievances in my heart. I couldn't help but lean lightly on Teacher's shoulder and sob softly. My parents had never cared for me like this at home. "Hehe, baby Tingting, that's what your parents must call you, right? Don't cry, your teacher is here. From now on, your teacher will protect you, forever," he said, his huge left hand stroking my face down to my back, making me feel very comfortable. Was this "caress"? I felt something in my heart; he was deliberately emphasizing that "forever." "Tingting, let your teacher see your injuries. Take off your clothes—," I could hear the unnaturalness in his last sentence. The bullying I suffered during the day didn't leave any marks, but I couldn't refuse this ugly man's earnest concern. I straightened up, my back to him, and slowly unbuttoned my shirt. The atmosphere seemed to freeze; I could feel the teacher's breath on my back. I took off my beautiful shirt, revealing a soft white undershirt and my alabaster neck. "Take off your undershirt too, I can't see it," the teacher's tone became short. I obediently took off my undershirt. A snow-white, smooth, and slender back was revealed to the teacher. "Thank goodness, there's no injury on your back. Turn around—let the teacher see your front." I instinctively covered my breasts with my hands and turned around. "The front is fine too, no marks left. But why are you covering there? Don't be shy, take your hands away, maybe the marks are there." His tone was hurried and unnatural, but my face was already flushed with embarrassment. At the teacher's request, I seemed to have no reason to object, and I released my hands, finally revealing my slightly raised, tender breasts and bright red nipples. It wasn't so much that he was looking for marks, but rather staring at my breasts, as if he were simply observing. "Any marks?" I suddenly asked softly. "Ah, no," he came to his senses, "No marks on your upper body, maybe on your lower body, let the teacher see your lower body," he said with difficulty, his voice dry. I was already mortified. Was my buttocks, which I had never let anyone see before, about to be exposed to the teacher? A mysterious force drove me, my mind went blank, I turned my back, loosened the elastic band of my soft cloth pants, and they immediately slid down to my feet like cotton wool, instantly revealing my snow-white buttocks. The blue printed soft cloth panties couldn't completely cover my plump buttocks, leaving half of my alabaster flesh exposed on each side. At this moment, I was only wearing a pair of panties, my soft, white body exposed, like a shy begonia standing by the bed, my face flushed, my eyes lightly closed. Time seemed to stand still, the teacher couldn't say a word, I stood there shyly, not daring to turn around, twisting my body awkwardly.
Finally, the teacher spoke, "Tingting, there are no marks on your back, that's great, your buttocks, that's great,"
he said incoherently, when suddenly a gust of wind blew in through the window, I shivered from the cold, and he suddenly rushed up and hugged me tightly, half-naked. "Tingting, my sweet baby, are you cold? Teacher will hold you, and you won't be cold anymore."

I felt like a helpless lamb as the teacher's rough hands groped my fair skin, taking the opportunity to caress my breasts. My mind was a mess, and I could only moan softly. "Ah, no, no..." "Baby, teacher likes you, no, teacher loves you, teacher wants you." He then pushed me onto the bed, and with a tug of his left hand, my soft panties were easily pulled off. I leaned to the side, completely naked, my fair and soft body presented before him, with only my panties wrapped around my right ankle, adding to my allure. He pinned my small hands down with his large hands, leaving me powerless to resist. I looked at him with resentful eyes, my bright red lips trembling slightly. Without a word, he pressed his ugly mouth against mine, kissing me savagely, sucking on my tender lips. The taste of smoke and alcohol immediately filled my lungs, and I cried, sobbing softly. Hearing my cries, he paused his brutal invasion, lifting his head. His small eyes seemed a little moist. He said, "Little darling, I'm sorry. I said I would protect you, but I've been bullying you. Do you hate me?" I cried even harder, not wanting to see his apology. I lay naked on the bed, turning my face to one side, only my breasts rising and falling with my sobs, as if accusing him, or perhaps tempting him. "Little darling, I acted impulsively because I love you. I really love you. Can I be gentler now?" I still wouldn't look at him, but closed my eyes. In that moment, perhaps I longed for something. He gently pulled me into his arms, his left hand tenderly caressing every inch of my skin—my full, tender breasts, my bright red nipples, my slender waist, my plump belly—and then continued downwards, playing with my little penis. It tickled me, and I couldn't help but moan softly. He chuckled in response, and the atmosphere seemed to ease. I nestled in this man's arms like his beloved concubine. "Baby, your penis is so small, and there's not a single hair on it. Touching it there, it's so smooth and soft, hehe, so interesting." "Mmm," I shyly closed my eyes. "Teacher thinks your little penis is like a little white dove, so obedient and well-behaved. Teacher likes it."

"But, little darling, have you ever seen a real man's big cock?" "Um—no, I don't want to, I don't want to," I murmured. Suddenly he released me and stood up. "Teacher will show you a real man's big cock," he said. He quickly took off his clothes, and soon he was only wearing underwear. I couldn't help but look at him. This ugly man had a muscular physique, and under his underwear was a dark, bulging thing that must be huge.

He finally took off his underwear too, and a thick, black cock sprang out, looking about 17 centimeters long. I had never seen a real man's big cock before. Teacher's black rod made me feel dizzy, my heart raced, my breathing became rapid, and my face and body flushed slightly. "Little darling, isn't Teacher's stick big? If you're naughty, Teacher will punish you with it," he said, getting back onto the bed and hugging me from behind. One hand began to stroke down my back. "Teacher showed you my big cock, now Teacher wants your ass."
He kept stroking my snow-white buttocks while pinching and kneading my nipples. "Little darling, do you know why Teacher likes you? It's because of your round, fat, white ass. Teacher discovered it once when I peeked at you going to the toilet. Such a fat and beautiful ass, Teacher loves your ass to death." His tone became more and more urgent, and his big cock began to attack my deep buttocks. I could feel the hot, fleshy rod attacking my fat buttocks like burning iron. I couldn't help but moan softly, and my buttocks began to twist. He lifted my left leg, pulling my buttocks apart to reveal my pink anus. His rough fingers began to attack my anus; that instantaneous touch sent a shiver down my spine. My virgin anus was being touched by a man for the first time, and I couldn't help but cry out in a delicate voice, "Ah—, no, no, so shameful, no, that's... ah—" "Baby, your asshole is pink, so tender, so soft, so beautiful. Teacher loves your little asshole so much." He spoke crudely, but it only fueled my lust. My buttocks writhed even more wantonly. His large penis seemed to have reached its limit, and he aimed at my anus and thrust it in. "Ah—," I cried, tears streaming down my face. He hadn't even used
lubricant; he had forcefully inserted his iron-like penis into my virgin anus. The excruciating pain coursed through my entire body; my anus felt as if it had been torn open, burning with agony. I sobbed loudly. But he showed no sign of stopping.

He thrust into me from behind like a bull. He pushed in forcefully, his 17-centimeter penis plunging deep into my anus. He pulled out violently, pulling out the tender flesh of my anus. He continued to ravage it, my little anus crying incessantly. After more than a hundred thrusts, blood flowed from my anus, dripping onto the sheets. He, however, charged towards the peak of ecstasy, each thrust more intense than the last. His large penis burned my anus like a red-hot pillar of fire. Gradually, my anus went numb, the pain lessening. The thrusting brought me a sense of fulfillment, and I began to anticipate his next assault. Finally, he reached his climax, his large penis ejaculating like a pillar, his semen spraying violently into my tender intestines. An indescribable satisfaction spread from my intestines throughout my body, and I cried again. He withdrew his limp penis, embracing me like a lover, caressing my entire body. Blood and semen flowed from my ravaged anus, down my large buttocks, onto the sheets. My anus, still not fully closed from the brutal penetration, revealed the tender, moist flesh inside, like a seductive flower. I pressed my face against his chest, crying sadly. He cried too, holding me and kissing me. He said, "It's been so long since I've felt this good, so good. Thank you, baby, my little baby, your white butt is so nice." "Little baby, silly girl, don't cry. From today onwards, you're mine. From now on, your teacher will protect you, your teacher will give you a sense of security." I raised my beautiful eyes, gazing at my teacher with a wistful look, my eyes filled with resentment. "Teacher, will you... will you treat me well?" "Yes, from now on, you'll be my wife, you'll be my baby." As my teacher's wife, no one would dare bully me anymore. My face flushed, and I gently kissed him. At that moment, perhaps I truly loved this ugly 30-year-old man. "Tingting, you've given me your virgin asshole. As my wife, your ass and asshole belong only to me, understand?" "Yes, teacher." "No, from now on, call me husband when there are no outsiders." "Yes,
husband, I'll definitely listen to you." "Good girl, baby, let me touch your fat ass again." "Hmm, my ass still hurts a little. Your cock is so big and thick." "Hehe, do you like it, wife? How about I fuck you with my big cock every day from now on?" "How can I every day? Look at what you're saying, hehe, bad husband." "From now on, you'll live with me." "Hmm?" I looked at him in confusion. "From now on, apply for school accommodation and say the dorms aren't enough, so you can move in with me, okay? Oh, and don't go back tonight. I'll call your parents first." The call connected, and the teacher spoke to my parents in a serious tone, telling them I was staying in the dorms because it was late and asking them not to worry. My parents seemed relieved, saying they were grateful for Teacher Jia's care, and then hung up. While on the phone, he also stroked my round buttocks with his other hand. And so, he held my voluptuous, soft body, enjoying my wifely tenderness, and we spent our first night together.

The next day after class, he hurriedly took me back to my room and gave me a stack of clothes. "These are what I bought for you today. You'll wear these from now on. I measured your figure with a tape measure yesterday, and they should fit you well." I happily opened them; almost all of them were various beautiful lingerie and pajamas. I immediately blushed again, remembering the lovemaking of the previous night, my heart pounding. "It's so embarrassing to wear these, I'm so shy," I said in a coquettish voice. "You can wear this underwear underneath, no one will know. This nightgown is only for home, understand?" He caressed me, sucking on my tender lips. At the same time, his hand reached into my elasticated soft pants and stroked my buttocks. "Baby, can you feel it in your butt? Do you want Teacher's big cock?"
"Yes, I've been thinking about it all day, my butt wants a big cock." I said passionately, turning my back and swaying my plump buttocks towards Teacher. "Baby, lie on the bed and stick your big butt out." He started to unbuckle his belt. I obediently lay on the bed, my face pressed against the sheet, sticking my plump buttocks high like a female dog. He immediately pulled off my cloth pants and panties, completely exposing my snow-white and plump buttocks. "Mmm, baby, such a plump and sexy ass, such a tender little asshole. Tell me, why do you think about the teacher's big cock during class?" "Mmm, because Tingting's ass is so round and big, it needs the teacher's big cock to punish it." "Hehe, such a cute baby, the teacher will punish your lewd fat ass properly." He somehow got hold of a bottle of KY lubricant, scooped out a little cool lubricant and applied it to my asshole. "Little baby, your asshole is wet and slippery now, and it's wriggling, it wants me to enter." He entered, this time a little gentler than yesterday. He was slowly getting the rhythm right, feeling his strong penis powerfully attacking deep into my anus. I imagined myself being conquered by a gentle medieval knight, my asshole filled with a full, pleasurable sensation. I began to moan beautifully, my waist twisting, my ass swaying with his thrusts. After hundreds of thrusts, the climax washed over me, and he ejaculated...
I lay limply on the bed, my big buttocks still seeming to be steaming with fragrant sweat, his semen slowly flowing from my conquered anus. "Baby, your ass is so beautiful, especially after being fucked." He leaned down and began kissing my hot, white buttocks, not missing a single inch of flesh. He kissed, licked, even bit, his middle finger gently inserted into my still semen-dripping anus, gently squeezing, probing, teasing my beautiful, weeping anus. Amid my delicate moans, he entered me again. I clung to the sheets like a subdued sheep, he pressed his whole body against me, gently kissing my neck and cheeks while forcefully fucking my anus. I could imagine the way his hips moved, his large, manly penis drilling into my tender little anus like a drill. Each thrust made me moan softly, and I began to cry wantonly and beautifully, which he responded with even fiercer thrusts and passionate kisses. "Ah—, my asshole, ah—, husband, you're making my asshole so, ah—" "Baby, ah, you're so beautiful, your little asshole is so tight and wonderful, ah, I'm going to cum on your big ass."
Just as I was about to faint, he pulled out his huge penis, and hot semen sprayed onto my buttocks—a lot, covering my entire buttocks. My anus, abandoned by his penis, was still open, and his thick, hard fingers were already inserted—two of them. "Baby, you've already taken in two fingers very well." He smeared the semen on my buttocks, covering my entire buttocks and back. I looked like a naked, plump lamb, my smooth buttocks seemingly coated with shiny glue, making them even more tender and alluring. My face was flushed, my body limp from being fucked, and I didn't want to move at all…

He stood up and lit a cigarette—the kind with a strong tobacco smell—then returned to the bed and held me in his arms, smoking contentedly. I pressed my shy face against his muscular chest, like a gentle wife nestled in her husband's arms. He deliberately exhaled a puff of smoke, which made me cough, and I couldn't help but pout and look at him plaintively. He kissed me, forcefully kissing my tender lips with his tobacco-smelling mouth. It was a long, drawn-out kiss; I felt completely drained, I had lost myself, I was his conquered concubine. "Baby, your lips smell so good." He gently wiped my lips with his fingers. "Mmm—, you're so naughty." I looked at the man who had completely conquered me with a plaintive expression, pouting at him. "But there's one more lip that Teacher hasn't kissed yet, I wonder if it smells good." He smiled mischievously. "Hmm?" I looked at him with wide eyes, "You've kissed both my lips." "Hehe, sweet baby, not both lips, but the pink one, your anal lips." "Mmm—, naughty—" I buried my face even deeper into his chest in embarrassment. "Come on,
husband, lie down, climb over me, stick your butt out, face me with your big butt, and then use your little mouth to serve my big cock, while I kiss your anal lips." With that, he slapped my big butt. I obediently stuck out my big buttocks towards him, then gently took his penis into my mouth. "Baby, what a beautiful buttock, so white, tender, and plump, such a beautiful tender anus, such tender anal labia," he said, stroking my buttocks, and impatiently kissing my anal clitoris. The tender flesh around the clitoris was slightly turned up because of the intense thrusting just now, just like beautiful flower lips, and he was greedily sucking on my anus. The kissing anus brought waves of pleasure that made me tremble, and I kissed and sucked his big penis even more vigorously. Gradually, I felt as if my anus was secreting love juice, becoming wet and itchy, and his penis also became surprisingly large, like a big iron rod. "Ah, little darling, your asshole smells so good, it seems to be leaking love juice. I want you, I want to conquer this beautiful asshole again." He sat up, grabbed my thighs hard and pulled them back. I was pulled apart like a turkey, my asshole was pulled in front of his erect penis. I couldn't help but stick out my tender tongue to lick his feet. Then he entered me for the third time. This time, the thrusting was like that of a wild beast. The love juice from my anus seemed to have aroused his most primal lust. He thrust violently, gradually squatting up and pressing my face against the sheets, making my big buttocks stick up high again. He fucked me like a female beast in heat. I felt my anus swollen and numb. The pleasure of being abused made me cry with joy. My face rubbed against the sheets because of his movements. Tears, saliva, and sweat made my hair stick to my face, while my big, fat buttocks, which were being wildly fucked, shone with a wet sheen. I sobbed and cried out, my anus helplessly being thrust into. He shouted, and I felt dizzy. He ejaculated an even more astonishing amount of semen, shooting it deep into the depths of my beautiful anus...

We made love wildly that day until very late, I don't know how many times we did it, until my little anus was completely swollen and red like a seductive flower...

He held me in his arms, looking at me affectionately. The moonlight outside the window was like a ribbon. "Baby, I love you." "I love you too, husband." I gently kissed him. "Hehe, my sweet husband." He
reached out his large hand and stroked my plump bottom under the embroidered quilt, whispering in my ear, "Baby, you're so gentle. You're the gentlest little baby I've ever met." I seemed inexplicably jealous and acted coquettishly. "Hmm—you mean, you have other babies?" "Where would I have? Look, I'm so ugly. You're the only baby I have in this world. If I'm lying, then let me—" I quickly covered his mouth. "Hmm, don't talk nonsense. I want you to protect me forever and ever. I was just teasing you, silly." "Hehe, you little rascal," he retaliated by pinching my plump bottom, then suddenly said seriously, "Baby, I will definitely protect you forever and ever." I fluttered my long eyelashes, looking at him with tender, moist eyes, and gently, we kissed again. He stroked my soft, round bottom, and I nestled gently in his arms. Slowly, we both fell into a sweet sleep.

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