He sexually assaulted the female teacher (he sexually assaulted the accounting female teacher).

Having Sex with a Female Teacher (
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This happened a few years ago when I was still in school, and I still feel a surge of excitement thinking about it.
The accounting teacher was around 30 years old, about 160 cm tall. While not conventionally beautiful, she was passable
. She had a good figure, long, slender legs, and her measurements were approximately 35-24-35, which is considered very good for an Asian.
Her skin was incredibly smooth, delicate, and fair. She spoke softly, and her eyes and tone were extremely provocative. She usually dressed very seductively and sexily, exuding a slutty charm, which made her a constant topic of conversation among our classmates. It was said that her husband was abroad, and while she wasn't short of money, she seemed empty inside and had been having affairs with several male teachers.
Many boys had a crush on her, but I felt disgusted by her; I just couldn't stand her. She came to school to teach, not to solicit clients. Why dressed like that? She didn't look like a beacon of light for others; she looked more like a prostitute.
It was Tuesday afternoon, my accounting teacher's class. I wasn't paying attention because I already knew the material, and it was already past four o'clock. Only our grade was still in class; the other classes had already let out, and the whole teaching building seemed empty. I was chatting with my deskmate when she walked up to me and smacked me on the head with her book. "Why were you talking in class? Now stand at the back of the classroom and come to the office after class."
I stood at the back, feeling incredibly dissatisfied. More than an hour later, class finally ended. Damn it, seeing everyone else go home while I had to stay made me furious, and I was about to punch her. My deskmate came over and said, "You want to beat her up, right? Go ahead and 'take care' of her." I replied, "You better prepare a condom, leave no trace. Do you have to wipe your mouth after cheating?"
"You, come to the office with me now." I walked behind the accounting teacher. Because of the backlighting, her figure looked very well-maintained from behind, shaped like an 8. You know, a woman's figure tends to change after 25.
Today she wore a super short skirt, which stretched her hips out of place, making her look very voluptuous. She wore a blue t-shirt, not a tight-fitting one, but it exposed a large portion of her back, revealing her smooth, fair skin. I could even smell Chanel No. 5. I definitely had the urge to have sex with her.
When we got to the office, she asked me to write a self-criticism. I refused, and she said I couldn't go home until I finished. I still didn't write, and she said, "Let's see when you're going to write it. I have to work tonight. If you're so capable, then don't write it..."
No wonder all the other teachers in the office had left, and she wouldn't be able to go home soon either. After saying that, she picked up a book from her drawer and started reading. I had no choice but to reluctantly agree and start writing. I hadn't written much when I suddenly stopped, so I paused to think. Damn, the teacher was reading Freud's *The Psychology of Love* (a foreign erotic book, but with good taste). Her posture was terrible; she had her legs propped up on the desk. She was probably engrossed in reading, and her body moved unnaturally, rubbing her legs together and then separating them.
I sat facing the teacher, and of course I could see her underwear—black, lace-trimmed, very form-fitting. Good heavens, a few pubic hairs were peeking out. Her breasts rose and fell rhythmically with her breathing.
They were full, stretching even her not-so-small top. Since the top was backless, I guessed she wasn't wearing a bra, so I could vaguely see her nipples. The front of her top was low-cut, revealing a deep cleavage, and combined with her full breasts, wow, my blood pressure was rising. Now I understood why so many people were obsessed with her. My penis was also getting aroused.
Such a perfect opportunity, no one else in the building, and the teacher looking so alluring—it seemed like the perfect time to satisfy my lust and vent my anger, a win-win situation! I got up, locked the door, and walked towards the teacher.
"Why did you lock the door?" When she saw the tent in my pants and my lewd gaze, she seemed to understand everything. A hint of fear appeared on her face. Her cheeks were flushed, probably from reading pornographic magazines; she looked so alluring.
"I'll take care of you. Who told you to keep me here?" I said, grabbing her hands and kissing her face and neck. The teacher struggled futilely, but the more she resisted, the more excited I became, my penis hardening, pressing heavily against her lower abdomen.
"Don't do anything, or I'll call for help."
"Go ahead and call, even if you scream your lungs out, no one will hear you."
She seemed to remember she was the only one on duty today, and to call for help, she had to go to the gatehouse, which was the only place with people at this hour. It sounded easy, but it was at least 300 meters from the office, and even if she called from the fifth-floor window, the chances of it reaching them were zero. She stopped screaming; she knew she was doomed, but she still resisted. Then her strength waned, and she seemed utterly disappointed.
After that, of course, I didn't hold back, kissing the teacher's lips and neck. She shook her head to stop me, so I caressed her alluring body through her clothes. I rubbed her breasts hard; they were so elastic and soft, they felt damn good to touch. I touched her legs; thankfully, she wasn't wearing stockings, so I could easily reach from her knees to her thighs.
Her skin was smooth and elastic, fantastic. Removing her top, her breasts seemed to spring free, jumping out at once. Her areolas and nipples were actually pink—I'd heard that's how it is in young girls, so she must have taken good care of herself. I kissed her breasts, mimicking what I'd seen in porn, circling my tongue around her nipples, sometimes gently biting them.
My technique was passable; soon she responded, her breathing became more rapid, her breasts began to swell, her nipples hardened, and she occasionally moaned.
She started kissing my mouth, putting her tongue inside. Her tongue would briefly touch mine, then pull back, then come back again. I seized the opportunity to entwine my tongue with hers in a French kiss. I quickly removed her panties and pulled her skirt up to her waist.
My hand slowly moved from her breasts to her private area. Her pubic hair was thick and soft to the touch. When I touched her vulva, her body trembled. A little bit of vaginal fluid had already flowed out; the book had played a significant role. Her labia majora were quite thick, and I continued to stroke them, penetrating deeper. When I touched her clitoris, the teacher let out a long "Ah!"
"No...don't...don't do this..." she moaned. I kept stimulating her clitoris, and her vaginal fluid flowed out continuously, covering my hand. I put my hand, covered in vaginal fluid, into her mouth and made her lick it. She moaned as she licked. Then she helped me take off my pants, and my penis sprang out. The teacher kept stroking it, seemingly enjoying it very much.
She started giving me oral sex. Wow, the teacher so many people wanted to sleep with was now giving me oral sex. I felt really happy thinking about it, even though her technique wasn't very good. I pulled my penis out of her mouth; it was now red-hot and ready to be erect. I placed the teacher on the desk, letting her lie face up with her legs draped over my shoulders. I didn't rush in; instead, I rubbed my glans against her labia, while one hand caressed her breast and the other rubbed her clitoris.
"Ah...ah...I...I can't take it...faster...insert...faster..."
"What did you say?"
"Come in."
"Into where?" I asked deliberately.
"Vagina...vagina..."
"Say it more lewdly?"
"Fuck me..."
"Fuck...fuck me."
"Good girl." I adjusted the angle and thrust in, straight to the heart of her flower. Because of the abundant vaginal fluid, it was very slippery, and it went in easily. The inside of her vagina felt really good, tightly enveloping my penis. Then I started piston-like movements. "Ah...ah...ah...harder...harder...thrust..."
"Good...good...don't stop..." Her moans grew louder and louder, which was a powerful stimulation for me, making my penis even harder. Not long after, the teacher said she couldn't take it anymore, but I didn't care and continued thrusting.
"No...no...I...I...want...to...come..." Sure enough, I felt a gush of fluid coming towards my penis, it felt so good. I thrust for almost 10 more minutes, and I could see that I was about to ejaculate. After a few rapid thrusts, when I pulled my penis out, my semen shot onto the teacher's pubic hair and lower abdomen.
After cleaning up the semen, the teacher said to me, "You're the worst, most daring student I've ever met. You're so wicked."
I hugged the teacher, touching her breasts, and said, "You deliberately lured me into making a mistake, you can't blame me."
"You're amazing, you could last so long, you made me feel so good."
"You must not have had sex in a long time, of course it feels good after so long. Besides, I'm not some superhero who runs out of energy in 3 minutes!"
She laughed and said, "My husband is abroad again, it's been three or four months. Sometimes I read porn or watch porn, and then I masturbate, of course it's not as satisfying as real sex."
"Want to do it again?" She blushed and nodded.
"Unfortunately, I just ejaculated, I can't get hard right away." I said.
"It's okay, I'll help you." After saying that, the teacher gave me a blowjob again, it felt so good! I also licked the teacher's genitals, and we became 69.
Her little mouth worked wonders; it soon hardened again. My penis, inside her mouth, felt so good that I ejaculated inside her mouth in no time. She swallowed it without hesitation.
Seeing the semen dripping from her lips and her lewd expression and eyes, I got an erection again, and I seriously doubted my own potential. Of course, she was happy; she wanted more. I had no choice but to comply. She stood with her legs apart in front of the desk, her body straddling it, wanting me to attack from behind.
I held her waist with one hand and squeezed her breasts with the other, touching them as I inserted my penis into her alluring vagina. Each thrust made a slapping sound as it hit her buttocks, and a squelching sound as my penis entered her wet vagina. The teacher began her lewd moans again, each one so intoxicating. Soon, she reached orgasm; I could feel her vaginal muscles contracting, as if trying to squeeze out all my semen. I released the pleasure of intercourse and my previous unhappiness into her body along with my semen.
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