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Section 1: An Encounter with a Beauty.
I am 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, and the price was very expensive. I remember that only a few students with excellent grades or money were qualified to attend figure drawing classes in the sketching room. Other students could only draw the plaster cast of the Venus de Milo. I didn't have extra money, and my grades weren't good, so I naturally had no chance with female models. Even so, I didn't care much about it, thinking that drawing plaster casts was just as good.

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 disappeared 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 each day to last a day or two. Eventually, I ran out of money... I went to get my portrait drawn.

Time flew by, and finally, school was out for summer vacation. Few people stayed at school, but I didn't want to go home, so I stayed at school for the summer, planning to find a part-time job.

One evening, as usual, I went to my usual spot, took out some finished portraits of celebrities, set up my easel, and waited for customers.

Business was surprisingly bad. 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 a drawing. I looked down at the footsteps of passersby; fewer and fewer people were walking. I considered whether I should close up shop 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 drawing beautiful curves on the heels. A pair of exquisitely beautiful feet rested on high-heeled sandals. White, delicate toes, slender soles, pink heels, and a high, arched foot formed a graceful curve with the delicate ankle. The feet were clad in sheer, flesh-colored stockings, incredibly thin, and the delicate toes were painted with red nail polish, appearing even more alluring through the stockings.

I guessed the owner of these feet was no more than twenty-five or twenty-six years old. I couldn't help but look up slowly, following the contours of those beautiful ankles. The smooth, silky curves of her calves were undeniably graceful, and her long, slender thighs were tightly encased in flesh-colored stockings. I then noticed a white, very short dress. The woman seemed to be wearing pantyhose, but there was no visible line separating the stockings from her thighs. Looking up from my squatting position, under the dim streetlights, I saw white briefs with bows adorning the sides of her thighs, clinging tightly to her stockings. The briefs were sheer and had a cutout, clearly showing the dark, tangled pubic hair beneath. 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, large ones are thirty yuan." I gestured to the chair opposite me, indicating for her to sit down.

She lifted her skirt and sat down, her legs crossed and slightly angled, 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.

"Wang Dang, it's you?!" she replied, equally surprised, standing up as well. "It's been so long! What are you doing here?" "Oh, I've been setting up a painting stall here lately to earn some pocket money."

Section Two: Springtime in the Rain
Ms. 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 slender and well-proportioned, with a slim waist, rounded buttocks, 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 charming. Her snow-white, delicate thighs captivated countless boys' souls.

In the midst of their conversation, a bolt of lightning appeared in the sky, followed by a thunderous crash... Raindrops the size of soybeans began to fall, sparse at first, but soon poured down like a waterfall. I hurriedly grabbed my art stall, not even bothering to pack it up, and rushed with Teacher Ying to the entrance of a nearby shopping mall to take shelter. The walk was two or three hundred meters long, and by the time we reached shelter, I was soaked to the bone.

After I stopped, I muttered curses at the heavy rain and looked back. Teacher Ying was also completely drenched. Because of her thin clothing, her skirt and underwear were now semi-transparent, clinging to her shapely buttocks, and her high-quality nylon stockings were also soaked.

Several people were taking shelter at the mall entrance, and many men were giving her strange looks. Teacher 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, saying, "Teacher Ying, put your... "Wrap this around your waist!" she said, taking off her t-shirt and handing it to her. She

used it to wipe her skirt. I looked up, shirtless, at the rain intensifying. It seemed like it wouldn't stop anytime soon. My supplies were mostly dry, except for three or four sheets of paper. I threw the wet paper away. After a while, Ms. Ying had dried her skirt a bit, so it wasn't clinging to her buttocks anymore, but her underwear was soaked through. Perhaps feeling uncomfortable in the wetness, she slightly bent over and wrapped the t-shirt around her waist.

She brushed her hair aside and smiled, saying, "Thank you, Wang Dang. 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 quite strong," Ms. Ying laughed.

"But, Teacher Ying, look, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. It doesn't seem like it's going to stop tonight. What should we do?" I wanted to leave, but then I thought better of it. It wouldn't be safe for her, a woman alone, to be out in the rain like this.

Teacher Ying had the same thought and said with some worry, "Yes, look, everyone else has braved the rain and left. It's just the two of us now, but it's not good for me to be dressed like this in the rain." After saying that, Teacher Ying looked around at the people running and leaving in the rain.

"Yes, let's wait a little longer. We can leave when the rain gets a bit lighter

." I stopped blocking her way and stepped aside. Waiting… The rainy night was a bit cold, and Teacher Ying shivered slightly. She crossed her arms over her chest. Two hours later, the rain intensified. The ground was covered in water, the rushing sound incessant. It seemed like we were the only ones left on the bustling commercial street, except for the glittering lights.i=33> Actually, I don't know how long I'll have to stay with her. My place is far away, but it's only a 30-minute walk. I'm not afraid to go even in the rain.

"Why don't we escape too! My company is nearby, about ten minutes away. Let's go to my company first!" Ms. Ying finally made up her mind. As she spoke, she reached out and took my arm, pressing her body close to mine, her warm breath gradually exhaling from her nose onto my face. It

was the first time I had been so close to a woman, and my body couldn't help but stiffen a little. Ms. Ying, however, was very generous. She pulled me along, laughing sweetly, "Come on, let's go!" and rushed into the relentless curtain of rain. I couldn't help but be infected by her and shouted as I rushed out. We ran for our lives...

Chapter 3: A Charming Woman
Soon we arrived at the entrance of the building where Ms. Ying's company was located. After stopping, we were still holding each other's hands tightly. Looking at each other, we couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. The heavy rain had completely ruined Ms. Ying's hairstyle. Her shoulder-length short hair was plastered to the back of her neck by the water. My t-shirt wasn't wrapped around her waist; I didn't know when she had taken it off.

Her thin dress, soaked with water, became almost transparent, revealing her alluring, perky breasts. Beneath the white gauze, only two skin-colored, nearly transparent bras tightly encased her full breasts, the areolas protruding slightly against the fabric. The

skin-colored demi-cup bra seemed insufficient to completely conceal her ample bosom. Pale pink areolas peeked from the edges of the lace-embroidered bra cups, revealing a deep cleavage. With a slight twist of her waist, her fair breasts were partially exposed.

Her stockings clung tightly to her rounded buttocks and long, slender legs, making her appear almost naked in the water. Beneath her completely transparent, sexy silk panties, the forbidden abyss of her genitals 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 also looking down at my lower body. Noticing my reaction, her beautiful face broke into a smile. 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 okay, let's go upstairs first. It's not good to stand here like this, let's dry off first." She pressed the elevator button.

In the elevator, neither of us spoke, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

"You have a great figure. My company is planning to shoot an underwear advertisement, and I'd like to ask 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 advertisement requires us to work together, and I'll be appearing completely nude. I wonder if you'll mind?" Ms. Ying's tone was somewhat teasing.

"Oh, I see. 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. I can't stand being with you like this today, teacher." 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 in a somewhat seductive manner, whispering in my ear, "Do you think my figure is alright?" She pressed her breasts against my body.

I'd never seen such a gentle approach before, and I was completely dizzy. "Okay...okay..." "Teachers are women 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 bit, this will help you get used to your sensitivity to women, and that will make things easier when filming," she said, slapping me lightly.

I was a little lost, mumbled a few incoherent words, and nodded haphazardly.

Section Four: Indulging in the Beauty of Flowers
After a while, we arrived at the tenth floor, her company. It was a duplex apartment building, serving as both an office and a residence, which was also Teacher Ying's temporary residence. Teacher Ying's bedroom was at the very end.

As soon as I entered the bedroom, Teacher Ying sat down in a chair. She laughed and exclaimed, "This is really interesting! Today's heavy rain has brought a future male model here." "Not at all, I don't know if I'm still up to par," I said, striking a pose."Now try it out. It mainly tests your physical and emotional control. Oh, I need 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 clicked softly on the floor, and her beautiful heels obediently emerged from the shoes. Then, with a slight, deft movement of her legs, the back half of her beautiful feet slipped out of 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 with the high heel, she swung her ankle a few times, and the high heel clattered off with a "thud," landing on the floor a foot or so in front of her. Teacher Ying reached out and pulled the shoe back to her, then with a flick of her silk-stockinged foot, she pushed it under the seat as well.

"Wang Dang, watch closely. Teacher wants to see your reaction. So you'll have to take off all your pants, completely naked," she said seductively.

At this moment, I came to my senses. I was completely helpless in front of her. Although I was strong, my blood was rushing, and I was having some difficulty breathing, I could only nod at her question.

I quickly pulled off my wet trousers, dried myself with a towel, but I was too embarrassed to take off my underwear, so even though it was still wet, I had to make do.

"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 we do when we're filming? Really, don't have any other thoughts, it's nothing, hurry up, I won't mind, really." Teacher Ying smiled.

I had no choice but to grit my teeth and take off my underwear, revealing my wet genitals, and 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, like a duck egg.

Teacher Ying's eyes scanned left and right of my genitals without leaving them, revealing a surprised look, she stuck out her tongue to lick her cherry lips, and swallowed.

"You have a great 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, only making

them appear more alluring. She unhooked the transparent bra, casually tossing it onto the bed, and touched her nipples, letting her long-bound soft, snow-white peaks relax. Against her snow-white skin, her breasts appeared incredibly beautiful; as she turned, her soft breasts, no longer bound by a bra, bounced, the two erect, alluring pink nipples trembling and quivering, vibrant and dazzling. Looking to the side, one could see that Teacher Ying was still wearing transparent flesh-colored pantyhose on her lower body. Her round buttocks and deep cleft were incredibly beautiful, and her slender legs aroused endless fantasies. Her pink vulva and black pubic hair... a magnificent view was on full display.

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, and her charming toes twitched a few times within the stockings. Then, unexpectedly, she raised her left leg high, displaying her elegant and graceful sole before my eyes—a truly feast for the eyes. "Ms. Ying, your stockings are so beautiful!" I whispered, my body reacting strongly.

She looked at me, swaying her body slightly and gracefully, charmingly twisting her round, plump buttocks. Her beautifully shaped, fair legs moved together, and she reached out with her hands to her waist, finding the top of her stockings, and slowly rolled them down to her knees.

Teacher Ying lifted one leg and nimbly pulled her damp pantyhose down from her knee to her toes. Then, she gently pulled the sheer toe of the pantyhose down with her fingers, completely exposing her pale, pinkish-white foot to the air. She then lifted her other leg, removed the stockings, and crumpled them into a ball, placing them on the bedside table.

I couldn't help but groan. It was the first time in my life I'd seen a woman's body, and so beautifully, so close. My heart pounded, and my genitals contracted, releasing a thick stream of semen that shot directly onto Teacher Ying's foot. My legs went weak, and I almost collapsed to the ground, quickly closing my eyes.

Teacher Ying, startled by the sound, immediately turned around, walked to me, grabbed my arm, and asked with concern, "What's wrong? It seems your stamina isn't enough; you need more training." Because we were 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 the teacher's figure not good?" Seeing my reaction, she seemed pleased. She shook her breasts, 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. We design students at the art academy shouldn't be too sensitive about nudity." She patted my hand and said in a seductive voice, "It's okay, 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 at 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 even 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.

Ms. 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!" Ms. Ying 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 arousal. 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 slipped her tongue into my mouth.

Section Five: First Taste of Forbidden Fruit
Our saliva mingled, and her tongue had an indescribable sweetness; it felt so soft, so smooth, so 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. A moment later,

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 cleft of her vulva, the excitement almost made me breathless.

After a long time, she finally let me catch my breath, saying softly, "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, straddling my lower body, bent down, pulled my thighs to one side, took my swollen penis in her hand, and slowly kissed it. Then she took it into her mouth, sucking on it incessantly. Her small mouth couldn't quite take in the entire glans, which made her lips bulge.

Her tongue moved back and forth on the glans, her teeth gently biting the shaft, spitting out some saliva that dripped onto the glans. She used the tip of her tongue to pry open the clitoris and push hard.

I almost ejaculated again, my body convulsing slightly. She seemed to sense it and released my penis. Turning back to me, she panted, "You should suck on it too, mine smells so good!" She spread her legs wide, pressing her pantyhose-clad buttocks forcefully against my head. She seemed to have been aroused for some time; her beautiful petals opened and closed with each breath, sweet nectar flowing from her vulva. Her velvet pantyhose were soaked, her labia swollen and prominent, incredibly alluring.

My heart pounded, and I sucked hard on her pantyhose with my tongue. The pantyhose indeed had 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, deeply captivating me.

At this moment, I was extremely excited, my heart pounding, my penis throbbing. Unconsciously, a thick stream of semen shot straight into Teacher Ying's cherry-like mouth with a thud. 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 dominance, I used my teeth to bite the crotch of her alluring pantyhose, and without realizing it, I suddenly bit a hole in the crotch area of her pantyhose. My tongue slipped in, parting her petals, the tip of my tongue touching her clitoris, licking until Teacher Ying's thighs twitched wildly, and her buttocks swayed vigorously.

With my left index and middle fingers, I parted the labia of her vulva. At that moment, I could clearly see that Ms. Ying's exquisitely beautiful private area was smooth as a baby's. Two thin, pink lips nestled between two thick, fleshy lips, oozing a few glistening drops of fluid. I curled my tongue inside and teased the two thin lips with the tip of my tongue, especially the small fleshy mound at the tip. She instinctively began to wriggle her hips again. I inserted the tip of my tongue into the warm, fleshy walls, teasing and licking. Ms. Ying's lower body continued to gush fluid, her body trembling. "Mmm, ah... ah... so good... so good... I...

ah, ah... I feel so good... I can't take it anymore... I want it!" Ms. 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 ejaculated again, my body convulsing slightly. She sensed this, so she released my penis and skillfully stroked it with her hand, temporarily suppressing my burning desire.

After a while, she stopped, turned to face me, and said, "Now I'll show you my most mysterious place, and I'll explain its function." Ms. Ying blushed, reached down and pulled down her pantyhose to her calves, then placed her legs over my head, sitting on my chest.

"Look, these are the labia majora, and inside 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, showing me her peach-like vulva. "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 Teacher Ying tightly, saying, "I know, let me try!" I brought my mouth to hers, licking her hardening areolas and nipples in circles with the tip of my tongue, while also sucking passionately.

"Mmm...that's it! Ah..." Perhaps it was the sensation from her nipples, but Teacher Ying let out a muffled moan, arching her thighs to clamp my body around her, her buttocks swaying restlessly up and down, seeking more stimulation.

Noticing that Teacher Ying was aroused, I licked from her chest down to her navel with the tip of my tongue.

"Ah...!" Teacher Ying's body trembled as if electrocuted, her lower abdomen involuntarily rising.

I took the opportunity to cup Teacher Ying's round buttocks, and saw white liquid continuously flowing from her vaginal opening, the bed already somewhat wet.

Teacher Ying's pantyhose were still hanging on her calves, I ripped them off, spreading her thighs, revealing her pink petals and deep black pubic hair without reservation, a poetic sight that made my blood boil.

Section Six: Exploring the Cave

I bent down, sucking the sweet juices.

"Ah..." the teacher groaned, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.

After a long while, I grew tired, while the teacher reached her climax.

The teacher turned and pinned me down again, moving her writhing desire to her thighs. She lifted her legs onto 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. I held her body tightly with my left hand and lifted her buttocks with my right, admiring the fleshy feel there. My fingers traced the crevice between her mounds, finding the wet, glistening opening.

Now, the teacher's juices soaked my genitals. I embraced her neck, focusing all my attention on her burning lips.

"Put it in..." the teacher cried seductively.

I gripped my hot, hard penis with one hand, and with the other, I searched for her vaginal opening, trying to insert it. Ms. Ying responded by lowering her buttocks above me.

Since this was my first time, I thrust upwards two or three times, but it only slid past her labia, unable to penetrate properly.

"You're so useless!" Ms. Ying suddenly said, grabbing my penis with her fingers and twisting her hips 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 somewhat.

But my penis was too big. "Ouch! It hurts, stop!" Ms. Ying cried out, lifting her buttocks to pull my penis out, just as I was about to insert the entire length.

But once the glans entered Ms. Ying's vagina, it was like a magnet, impossible to pull away. Ms. Ying tried to stand up, but my glans followed her, 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 her vagina, becoming half again as large as before. It seemed as if her vaginal opening was 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 and kissed her, "Let me soften up 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, kissing, pressing, and licking her breasts, burying my face in their soft peaks, continuing to suck and lick.

During this time, Teacher Ying took the initiative with my body, swaying her hips, rubbing my penis against the tender flesh inside her vagina, breathing heavily, 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 her inner walls filled with hot, holy fluid.

"I never imagined your penis could even overpower 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 my body tightly, spreading her legs almost to meet my enormous penis, her feet twitching restlessly on the mattress, while her upper body arched back, emitting whimpering sounds.

My whole body was aroused, so I tried harder, attempting to make thrusting motions. Although I didn't move much each time, the stimulation for Teacher Ying was immense.

"Ah...! Good...darling...it feels so good...""Ah...it's coming...oh...oh...oh, ah...ah..." Teacher Ying continued her alluring moans, her lower body unable to support her weight, only able to brace herself with her elbows to withstand my thrusts.

"More...harder!" Amidst Teacher Ying's yearning for climax, mixed with her chaotic breathing and panting, I no longer had any thoughts of tenderness. I grabbed Teacher Ying's waist, making her support herself, and forcefully thrust my penis deep into her flower to respond to her cries. Teacher Ying's whole body trembled, 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 let out a high-pitched moan. Accompanied by a surge of heat 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 softly.

"Oh...oh, hey...it seems...you won't...come...out...until...you...come," Teacher Ying groaned. "I...am...coming...almost...coming...let's...come...together...oh...oh...oh...oh...oh..." I lifted Teacher Ying's legs and pushed them towards her chest, a position that allowed my penis to enter Teacher Ying's flower path more smoothly. Teacher Ying's lower body had already blossomed into an alluring flower.

"Oh...god! Harder! Thrust...in!!" Teacher Ying let out a cute moan.

I thrust straight in, penetrating Teacher Ying's flower path with all my might. Teacher Ying couldn't withstand such strong stimulation, "Ah...!! No...don't...I'm...I can't take it anymore!! Ah..." Teacher Ying shook her head violently, begging for mercy breathlessly! Her slender fingers gripped my arm tightly, trying to endure the impact of pleasure on her uterus. But under my continued attack, Teacher Ying succumbed once again.

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 arms wrapped tightly around me from the heat of the semen. I also hugged her tightly, savoring the sensation, my penis still inside Teacher Ying's vagina, unwilling to pull out.

Section Seven: Deep Affection

It took a long time for the two of them to recover.

My penis gradually shrank, and half of it could be pulled out of Teacher Ying's vagina. Teacher Ying's lower body was still filled with a large amount of a mixture of holy water and semen. She reached out her jade hand and touched it, saying, "The liquid in here is very nutritious. I've lost so much, I need to use it to replenish myself. Suck it 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, and then, mouth to mouth with Teacher Ying, I fed her the liquid. Teacher Ying drank it with great relish.

"Ah, that was so good, Wang Dang, 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, that was so pungent just now," I said, gently rubbing her two breasts.

"Slut? It's all because of your thing, it's making me almost die." Teacher Ying said, slapping my still swollen penis with her hand.

"You really are! 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 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 not very willing, 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 buttock muscles clenching.

I thrust vigorously, and soon Ms. Ying had several orgasms, one after another, until she went limp. My emotions were rising higher and higher, and I was unwilling 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 dear, no more, I can't take it... Oh... Oh... Oh... Oh..." Teacher Ying moaned.

"Do you like being penetrated by me?" For some reason, I suddenly blurted out.

"Yes, I love it..." Teacher Ying moaned softly, her expression one of extreme pleasure.

As my movements became more and more vigorous, and I continued thrusting, Teacher Ying became somewhat exhausted. She gripped my genitals with both hands, trying to stop my movements. After a while, she suddenly let out a low cry of pain, and Teacher Ying fainted.

I didn't know what was wrong with her, and continued to penetrate her. Suddenly, I felt a tidal wave of trembling throughout my body, and a stream of semen shot deep into Teacher Ying's vagina. I took a few deep breaths, and with a thud, I collapsed onto Teacher Ying's naked, lamb-like body, but my penis was still inside her vagina.

I kissed Teacher Ying's small mouth for a long time before realizing that she had fainted. Teacher Ying's genitals had been slightly torn by my vigorous movements, and there was some blood. But I was powerless; making love like that was too exhausting. I could only lie on top of Teacher Ying, and we fell asleep in each other's arms…

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