The true face of a teacher

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(I) My New Life in Vocational High School

My surname is Du, and my given name is Jiawei (pseudonym). I am a freshman in a vocational high school. I spent the last month of summer vacation reviewing all my junior high school coursework and finally got into a decent vocational school in the county. Many friends I already knew were in the same school and even the same class as me, which made me very happy. I thought I could get through these three years easily.

In the quiet classroom where no one was talking, suddenly a series of hurried high heels came from the corridor. She entered my classroom, looked at the class of boys, and said: "Good morning, everyone. I am your teacher for these three years." The teacher's tone was very stern. "

My surname is Zhang, and my name is Zhang Xiumei. I will be your Chinese teacher..." I began to feel that these three years would not be easy.

"I hope these three years will be pleasant. I don't want too many things to happen in my class..." What a rigid person. "

My husband is your department head, so I know everything about you..." Ugh! This couple...

"Since we're all new to high school, let's elect student leaders first..."

After electing student leaders, the teacher explained some minor details, and the freshman orientation ended.

Our mentor was a woman around forty years old, about 155 cm tall, and... about 50 kg. She had short, curly hair cut into a student-style style. She was quite pretty; she must have been a great beauty in her youth, but definitely not the glamorous type. She was more of a delicate beauty.

Her lips were slightly protruding, she wore bright red lipstick, and gold-rimmed glasses, giving her a very serious appearance.

The teacher had a slight belly, not too big, but what was most exciting was her large breasts. I estimated they were at least a D cup or larger. It was truly astonishing that a forty-year-old could maintain such a figure.

However, to be honest, I had no desire for her whatsoever. My impression of her wasn't good. Judging from her numerous demands and rules, my intuition told me she was a sharp-tongued, mean-spirited, and strange old woman—the kind who plays a stepmother.

My vocational high school life began... A week into the semester, the classmates had gotten to know each other better.

After a week of classes, I realized my teacher wasn't the kind of woman I had imagined. She was very caring towards her students, very attentive in class, and a very proper woman. In short, my impression of her had greatly changed; I no longer disliked her so much.

During one of my Chinese language classes, the student sitting next to me suddenly asked, "Hey, Xiao Du, which teacher in our school do you think is the prettiest?"

"Hey, why ask such nonsense? Class is starting..." I replied impatiently.

"I think it's our teacher..." Huh! This piqued my interest.

"Why?" I asked curiously, because to be honest, there are quite a few teachers in school who are prettier than ours. "

Look, the teacher's breasts are so big, it would be so satisfying to use them for a milk cannon..."

"And look, the teacher's butt is so round and perky, I really want to give her a good beating!" he said, spitting as he spoke.

I asked, "But the teacher has a bit of a belly, and her lips are a little protruding."

"Duh! Don't you think women with a little belly are sexier?! And protruding lips mean you can take the whole thing in!"

"Alright? Always thinking about impossible things, even about sleeping with the teacher! What a pipe dream!" I said dismissively.

"Go away! Look at the teacher's husband, he's either impotent or has premature ejaculation. The teacher must be very empty."

"If it were me, I'd make her unable to get up..." he said confidently.

"Enough! I still want to listen to the lesson," I started complaining.

"Damn! I really want to sleep with her..." Sigh, he still wouldn't give up.

"Du Jiawei! What are you talking about in class?!" the teacher noticed. Good heavens! It was all about him.

“Fuck your mother!!! You slut…” he blurted out again.

“Enough, enough! Your mouth is full of filth. Now that you're in high school, can’t you be a little more civilized?” I couldn’t take it anymore.

The student at the next table finally quieted down. I looked at the teacher, and hmm… she was indeed quite attractive: her breasts were round and large, I really wanted to grab them hard; her buttocks were really round and perky, I wish I could touch them…

“Thump!” My little brother accidentally perked up, ouch! I was influenced.

From then on, I often fantasized about having sex with the teacher, breast sex, even anal sex… But I really didn’t expect that I would actually do it, and it came so quickly.

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