Teacher's wife (pretty teacher's wife) (passion with teacher's wife)

One year, I was still in high school in the county town when I heard that a new English teacher had been transferred there. However, what caught our attention wasn't the teacher himself, but his beautiful wife, our teacher's wife.
The first time I saw her, I was captivated by her mature and voluptuous figure.
I felt she looked familiar; it turned out she resembled Wang Xuechun, the host of the CCTV variety show "Zhengda Variety Show
." However, she was taller and more voluptuous than Wang Xuechun. In short,
my first impression of her was wonderful, and she became my long-term companion in fantasies and masturbation.
Later, I learned that she worked as a tour guide and had a six-year-old son.
I never imagined that she would still have such a perfect figure after having a child. At that time, I often thought how
wonderful it would be to have sex with her. I would want to frantically ravage her full buttocks and soft
breasts, gently licking her rosy nipples, thrusting into her vagina amidst her soft moans.
Every time I thought of this, my penis would throb painfully.
Finally, heaven smiled upon me, and this opportunity arrived.
When I was in high school, I enjoyed sports. I was often
seen on the school basketball and soccer fields. My favorite sport during that period was roller skating, though I wasn't
very good; I was still a beginner and often fell. One day after school, I went to the school
's roller skating room to practice. Suddenly, two people, one big and one small, rushed towards me from the side and crashed into me
. The impact was so strong that I fell flat on my face. I got up,
but the curse that was about to escape my lips was swallowed back by the sight of my teacher's wife's beautiful face. It turned out she was teaching her
son to roller skate.
My teacher's wife blushed and repeatedly said, "I'm sorry." When I realized the person who bumped into me was my
teacher's wife, the woman I dreamed of, my anger vanished completely. I even wished her voluptuous
body would crash into me again. (Hehe, but her son is an exception; I've never
had the habit of extending my affections to everyone I love.) Today, my teacher's wife was wearing tight jeans that accentuated her full hips, paired with a tight turtleneck sweater, her two bowl-shaped breasts standing proudly on her chest. This sexy outfit made my penis involuntarily erect again.
I've always thought my teacher's wife was not only beautiful but also very stylish; every time I saw her, she dressed so maturely and sexily. My teacher's wife clearly felt the heat in my gaze; the blush on her face hadn't faded yet, but now it was even redder. She tugged at the little boy beside her and said, "Quickly apologize to your brother." It was only then that I realized what was happening and quickly said, "It's okay, it's okay." "Teacher's wife, you like ice skating too?" She seemed a little embarrassed when I called her "teacher's wife."
But after learning I was a student in her husband's class, her attitude towards me became noticeably warmer. So I took the little boy's hand and invited them to skate together. After skating for a while, the little boy said he was tired, so we skated to a nearby chair and sat down. After chatting for a while, I volunteered to teach my teacher's wife how to skate backwards. She was probably new to skating and quite enthusiastic, so she readily agreed. Holding her soft, delicate hand, I was surprisingly sweaty with excitement. She didn't notice anything amiss and continued practicing backwards with me diligently.
When we reached a turn, I pretended to trip over something and fell to the ground. She naturally fell into my arms as well. I instinctively wrapped my arms around her, my hands landing on her full breasts. I gently rubbed them; perhaps because she had given birth, her breasts weren't very firm, feeling soft and comfortable to the touch, and I could even feel her nipples. My penis, uncharacteristically, hardened again, pressing against her rounded buttocks. I couldn't help but thrust forward. Because she was wearing jeans, her buttocks didn't feel soft against my skin, but I was still very excited.
My teacher's wife clearly felt the change in my lower body, and her face flushed again, this time even her ears turned red. She turned around and gave me a glare. I was really nervous at that moment, afraid that my teacher's wife would get angry, so I quickly got up and pulled her up as well. After she stood up, she didn't say anything, nor did she pull her small hand, which was still tightly held in my hand. Her face was just flushed, and I thought she looked really charming at that moment.
I couldn't help but become bolder again. I continued to skate forward with her, and with a little force, I pulled her to my side, so that she was close to me. Then I let go of her small hand and tentatively placed my right hand on her small waist. She didn't resist, but just looked around. I knew she was afraid of being seen. Actually, there were a lot of people in the skating room at that time, and everyone was focused on skating. No one noticed us. Even if they did see us, they would think that I was just helping her and teaching her to skate.
Her son was also having a great time playing with a little girl next to him and didn't even notice that his mother and I were hugging each other. I put a little more force in my hand, and now we were pressed tightly together. I turned my head and whispered in her ear, "Teacher's wife, I've noticed you for a long time. I've liked you since the first moment I saw you." She didn't speak, just smiled. I looked at her fair ear and gently licked her earlobe. She couldn't help but tremble slightly, then turned her head and gave me a sidelong glance.
I slowly moved my right hand from her waist to her high, round buttocks, gently stroking them back and forth. I slid forward while touching her buttocks, sometimes squeezing them hard. During this time, she didn't say a word, but the blush on her face never faded.
I grew bolder and bolder, reaching out with my left hand to guide her left hand towards my erect penis. When her hand touched my erect penis, she reflexively pulled her hand back. I persistently placed her small hand on my erection again. This time she didn't pull her hand back, and my hand gently caressed her genitals. Even through my pants, I could still feel the softness and heat of her genitals.
As my hands intensified their movements, her body grew increasingly limp, almost completely leaning against me, occasionally punctuated by a low moan. Just as I was about to unzip her jeans, she grabbed my hand and whispered, "Don't." I looked at her face, and she looked at me; I knew she genuinely didn't want me to touch her any further. I had no choice but to obediently continue caressing her through her jeans, and she softened, continuing to enjoy my touch.
I frequently stroked her genitals and buttocks, occasionally using the hand that touched her genitals to squeeze her full breasts. As I continued this caressing, I felt her body grow softer, her genitals warmer, and they twitched intermittently; I could feel her wetness even through her jeans. She also occasionally squeezed my erect penis with her soft little hands. We continued caressing each other like this until her son cried for home, and we separated.
When I followed them out of the skating rink, it was almost dark. I knew it was my teacher's wife's husband tutoring us during evening self-study, so I walked up behind her and whispered in her ear, "Teacher's wife, can I come see you tonight?" She turned around and looked at me in surprise. "Teacher's wife, I really miss you so much, please give me a chance?" I continued to plead. She smiled charmingly, turned around, and walked away with the little boy. Watching her graceful figure gradually disappear into the distance, I decided I had to risk it all tonight and meet her.
Before my adventure, I decided to go home and eat something to recharge for the challenge that night.
When I returned to the classroom after dinner, the bell rang for evening self-study. After waiting a while, my English teacher, Chen XX, came in carrying a bundle of test papers. He said there would be an English test that evening, and after handing out the papers, he sat on the podium to read. Seeing Mr. Chen XX, I couldn't help but think of his beautiful wife. Was she waiting for me too? Thinking of this, my heart began to race. Looking around, everyone was diligently working on their questions. But I really couldn't concentrate. Looking at the letter 'd' on the test paper, I couldn't help but think of my wife's high, round buttocks; seeing the letter 'b', I thought of her ample breasts.
More than ten minutes passed, and I still hadn't written a single word. I went to the podium and said to Mr. Chen, who was engrossed in his book, "Teacher, I need to go to the toilet." (I thought, if he knew I was going to his wife, he definitely wouldn't allow me to go.) He nodded without even looking up. I quickly slipped out of the classroom and ran towards his house. My teacher lived on the sixth floor. I ran up to the sixth floor, taking three steps at a time. When I stood in front of the door, catching my breath, I didn't have the courage to knock. I really wanted to just turn around and go home. (If I went back now, there would be no story. I think everyone except Teacher Chen would thank me, and everyone else would call me a coward, right?) But I couldn't bear to
leave my lovely teacher's wife, so I finally mustered up the courage and knocked. The door opened after a while. It was my teacher's wife. I stammered, "Teacher...madam...I...can I come in?" She laughed and said, "You really dared to come? You're really audacious!"
"Who can blame me when your wife is so beautiful? To die under a peony is to die a romantic death." I had calmed down now and joked with her. She chuckled and asked, "Am I really that attractive to you?" "Stronger than gravity," I answered seriously. "Do you have a girlfriend?" she asked. "I don't care about anyone but you," I said, seizing the opportunity to flatter my teacher's wife. She smiled and stepped aside. Once inside, I took a closer look at her. She was still wearing the same sweater, but now she had makeup on, making her look incredibly alluring. She had changed into jeans; I guessed her old jeans were probably soaked with her own fluids.
I looked around but didn't see her son; I guessed he was probably asleep. Sure enough, she said, "My son, Xiaowei, is asleep. You can watch TV. I'll get you a cup of tea." She then went into the kitchen, and I quickly followed. I saw her bending over, making tea, her high, rounded buttocks facing me. I couldn't resist any longer. I went up and hugged her, gently rubbing my throbbing penis against her buttocks, while my hands frantically kneaded her soft breasts. She groaned and stopped what she was doing. My hand slipped under my teacher's wife's sweater, grasping her breast through her bra. She only struggled symbolically for a moment before letting me do as I pleased.
When I freed her breast from her bra, I found she had already put down the teapot and was resting her hands on the table. The feeling of directly grasping her breast was incomparable to caressing it through her clothes. Perhaps because she had breastfed, her breast wasn't very firm, feeling soft to the touch. I kept pinching her nipples with my thumb and forefinger, gradually feeling them harden. My teacher's wife couldn't help but moan softly as my movements intensified.
I simply lifted her sweater and draped it over her head, then knelt under the table and began to kiss her breasts. My teacher's wife's breasts were large and white, with faintly visible bluish veins. The nipples, about the size of a fingertip, were dark red and stood proudly erect due to the caresses
.
I took turns sucking on my teacher's wife's breasts, making her moan softly inside her clothes. I unbuttoned her jeans; they were so tight that it took considerable effort to pull them down to her buttocks. Her sexy black panties were revealed, clinging to her fair, plump buttocks, a striking contrast of black and white. I pressed my hand against her genitals, finding her panties already soaked with her own juices, and she trembled with each movement.
Pulling her panties down further, I could only see her slit-like vulva because her legs were tightly closed. I parted her labia majora; they were purplish-red and incredibly wet, even the dark pubic hair glistening with moisture. Her pubic hair wasn't very thick, but it was glossy black and evenly distributed above her vagina, making it look very sexy.
I wanted to part my teacher's wife's labia majora to continue my in-depth study, but her jeans were still tightly constricted under her buttocks, making it difficult to separate her labia. So I went behind her, grabbed her jeans, and pulled them down. This time, she cooperated quite well, and soon the jeans and underwear were off her body.
Now, except for a sweater still covering her head, her entire body was completely exposed to my gaze. Her snow-white, full body was dazzling under the light, and I couldn't help but sigh, "My teacher's wife is truly a natural beauty." While admiring her, I felt a strong sense of jealousy towards Professor Chen XX, because such a beautiful body had previously been his exclusive possession, and today I was determined to break his tyranny. Thinking of this, I was unable to contain my excitement. I squatted down in front of my teacher's wife's genitals, parted her purplish-red labia majora with my hands, revealing her pink labia minora.
Above her blood-red vaginal opening, there was a small protrusion smaller than a little finger; I knew that was the clitoris, the most sensitive area for a woman. I touched it with my hand, and my teacher's wife couldn't help but let out "Ah~~~~ Ah~~~~" sounds
. I rubbed her clitoris back and forth, and gradually felt it harden in my hand. My teacher's wife continued to moan "Ah~~~ Ah~~~ Ooh~~~ Ooh~~~". Her vagina became even wetter, feeling slippery to the touch.
I knew she was very aroused, and wanting to make her feel even better, I stuck out my tongue and gently licked her clitoris and vagina. Sometimes I even squeezed my tongue into her vaginal opening, rotating it back and forth. Her moans became more rapid. While licking, I vigorously rubbed her snow-white buttocks with my hands. Soon, her vagina trembled continuously, her legs straightened, and even her raised buttocks trembled slightly.
Suddenly, her vaginal opening parted, and a stream of slightly white liquid gushed out. I felt a salty, fishy substance flow into my mouth, and before I could react, it went down my throat. It turned out that my teacher's wife had reached her first orgasm.
I felt my penis throbbing painfully in my pants, so I quickly took off my clothes. Holding my burning penis, I attacked my teacher's wife's vagina from behind. Because my teacher's wife had secreted so much vaginal fluid, it was slippery, and my penis slid around on her vulva and buttocks, but I couldn't find the right spot. The more anxious I became, the more chaotic my movements became, and my penis just kept stabbing against my teacher's wife's buttocks and vulva. My teacher's wife, covered by her sweater, let out a "ch-ch" laugh. She groped her way out, grasped my penis, and guided it towards her vaginal opening. When my glans touched her vaginal opening, without her guidance, I thrust my hips forward, and my big penis "plop" slid in.
Although my teacher's wife had given birth, her vagina wasn't very wide, tightly enveloping my penis, which felt warm and incredibly comfortable. I moved my hips in and out, my penis pumping in and out of her wet vagina.
I became increasingly excited, my thrusts becoming more and more vigorous, until her vagina overflowed with lustful fluids, which splattered all over my lower abdomen, soaking even my pubic hair, which clung softly to my stomach. With each thrust, my lower abdomen slammed violently against her plump, white buttocks, making a "slap~ slap~" sound. Her large buttocks trembled like waves with each impact. When my penis withdrew, it brought out her two tender, red labia; when I thrust in again, they returned to her tender vagina along with my penis.
My teacher's wife also moved her large buttocks in rhythm with my thrusts. She was so wet that when my penis plunged in forcefully, streams of fluid would gush out, and when I withdrew, the glans would bring out even more. Her fluid made our joined parts slippery and wet, so much so that when our plump buttocks parted, I could clearly feel the stickiness of the fluid.
My teacher's wife couldn't help but moan "Eee~~Eee~~Ya~~Ya~~" incessantly, and her vagina gripped
my penis tightly. Now, I was reaching the pinnacle of pleasure, both visually and sensually, and I couldn't help but let out cries of "Ah~~Ah~~Ah~~". I lay on my teacher's wife's bare back, licking her snow-white back with my tongue,
and vigorously rubbing her breasts and nipples with my hands. My penis continued its relentless thrusting in and out of my teacher's wife's vagina. Even now, I could hardly believe it—the beautiful teacher's wife, the one I so desperately longed for, was now begging for pleasure beneath my thrusts. I pounded into her vagina with all my might, and she cooperated fully.
The excitement grew stronger, my glans tingling; I knew I was about to ejaculate. I took a deep breath, tightened my anus, and tried to control my urge. After a while, I suddenly felt the walls of her vagina trembling slightly. I increased the intensity and depth of my penetration. Sure enough, after a violent shudder, she reached orgasm.
As her hot vaginal fluid drenched my glans, I couldn't hold back any longer. I cried out, "Teacher's wife... I... I'm going to ejaculate too!" Startled, she quickly sat up and said, "Quick... pull it out! Don't ejaculate inside!" Seeing her so anxious, I didn't want to disobey her, so I pulled out my penis. As my penis withdrew from my teacher's wife's vagina, it made a "pop" sound. My semen shot out in a parabolic arc, landing on her snow-white back and large buttocks. Thick semen flowed down her white buttocks like pure milk. My teacher's wife was also panting heavily, lying on the table.
I turned her around, holding her, and took off the sweater that was still covering her head, leaving us completely naked. I saw that her charming eyes were tightly closed, the blush on her face had not completely faded, her sexy red lips were still trembling slightly, and her pretty face was covered with a layer of fine sweat. Now I know that "drenched in fragrant sweat" is exactly how a woman at this moment is described.
My teacher's wife finally opened her eyes. When her beautiful eyes looked at me, I asked, "Teacher's wife, did I make you feel good?" Her face flushed again. (I don't know why she blushes so easily, but honestly, she's very attractive when she blushes.) She reached out and grasped my soft (not Microso FT) penis, saying, "You're so young, where did you learn so many flirting techniques?" "Teacher's wife, don't you know there are porn movies now?" I said. My teacher's wife then suddenly realized and said, "Oh, I see. This is your first time, isn't it?"
I looked at her in surprise and said, "How did you know? Did I do something wrong?" My teacher's wife smiled but didn't answer. She just squeezed my penis hard with her small hand. I hugged my teacher's wife's naked body tightly and whispered in her ear, "Teacher's wife, do you know? I've wanted to have sex with you for almost a year. Every night I think about making love to you, and I always masturbate with you in mind, otherwise I can't sleep at night." Suddenly, my teacher's wife became aroused, hugging me tightly and inserting her tongue into my mouth. I greedily sucked on her fragrant tongue.
Provoked by her, my penis became erect again, hard against her soft lower abdomen. My teacher's wife looked down at my erect penis and flicked it with her finger. My penis bounced up and down, as if nodding in homage to her. She gently led me by the hand and walked me to the living room.
In the living room, she had me sit on the sofa, while she knelt in front of me, opening her red lips to take my swollen penis in. I looked at her in surprise. She smiled seductively at me, gently licking my bright red glans with her soft tongue, parting my urethral opening with her tongue, and occasionally gently biting my penis. I was incredibly excited. My penis swelled and grew larger in my teacher's wife's mouth. Suddenly, she took my entire penis into her mouth, and I felt the head of my penis against her throat. She sucked on my penis back and forth with her mouth, and intense pleasure overwhelmed me. I couldn't help but groan, "Ahhhhh!"
Watching my seductive teacher's wife, her buttocks raised high, performing oral sex on me, filled me with pride. I stroked her raised buttocks with one hand and squeezed her breasts with the other. Suddenly, I felt a surge of urge to urinate. I realized I hadn't urinated in a long time. Embarrassed, I said, "Teacher's wife, I...I...want...to...pee." She stopped what she was doing, looked up at me, and gave me a disapproving look. She took my hand and led me to the bathroom,
stroking my penis as we walked. I also touched her vagina with my hand and inserted my fingers, moving them in and out.
When we got to the bathroom, my teacher's wife held my penis and helped me urinate. When she saw the glistening urine spraying from my penis, she widened her beautiful eyes and stared intently at me as I urinated. I guessed it was the first time she'd seen a man urinate so closely. After I finished, I habitually shook my penis, but unexpectedly, the remaining urine all landed on my teacher's wife's beautiful legs. In retaliation, she squeezed my penis hard. I pretended to cry out in pain, and she immediately released her grip. We continued to caress each other as we walked to the living room.
Back in the living room, she had me sit on the sofa again. Then, facing me, she sat on top of me, parting her labia with one hand and holding my penis with the other. With a downward press of her large buttocks, because her vagina was very wet, my large penis disappeared completely into her vagina with a "plop" with almost no effort. My teacher's wife moved her large buttocks back and forth; her vagina was like a child's mouth, sometimes swallowing my penis and sometimes spitting it out. As my teacher's wife swayed her upper body, her breasts bounced up and down.
I held her snow-white buttocks with both hands, pressing her against my penis with the rhythm of her movements. The sofa creaked beneath us under the weight, accompanied by the soft, squelching sounds of her vagina as it penetrated me. I felt this was the most beautiful melody in the world. I took her heaving breasts into my mouth, gently biting her nipples with my teeth. She breathed heavily from the intense movements.
I squeezed her buttocks harder and harder, guessing they must be deformed by now. She lowered her head to kiss me, and I eagerly slipped my tongue into her mouth, our tongues intertwining. We sucked each other's saliva, our breaths escaping with soft, nasal sounds. My teacher's wife's movements became faster and faster, and my pleasure grew stronger and stronger. However, because I had already ejaculated once, it wasn't so easy for me to ejaculate now.
Gradually, my teacher's wife started sweating again, and her moans became more and more rapid. I knew she was about to climax again, so I thrust my penis upwards with all my might. After a few more minutes, she suddenly stopped thrusting, and then her vagina trembled violently, the force gripping my penis gradually increasing. Her body trembled, and with a long sigh, her vagina "whoosh...whoosh..." released a large amount of vaginal fluid. The hot vaginal fluid drenched my glans, and I trembled with excitement, but thankfully I didn't ejaculate.
My teacher's wife collapsed limply into my arms, her vagina still continuously leaking secretions. A large amount of vaginal fluid flowed down my penis onto her buttocks, even wetting a large area of the sofa beneath me. It was sticky and uncomfortable against my buttocks.
My teacher's wife felt my penis still hard inside her vagina. She hugged my neck and rubbed her pretty face against mine, praising, "You're amazing. Let me rest for a while before you come back, okay?" Looking at my teacher's wife's charming appearance, I certainly wouldn't refuse, but I also took the opportunity to make a request: "Teacher's wife, can I ejaculate inside your pussy?" My teacher's wife patted my face affectionately and said, "Okay." I couldn't help but laugh.
We hugged and kissed each other for a while, my penis still inside my teacher's wife's vagina. She pinched the base of my penis and teased, "You gave your virginity to an old woman like me, don't you feel like you're losing out?" "You look like my sister, not old at all. Besides, it's my honor to give my virginity to a beauty like you," I said sincerely. My teacher's wife patted my face again and said, "You just know how to flatter people." "No, you're the most captivating woman I've ever met," I said, raising my hand as if making a vow.
My teacher's wife giggled lewdly and swayed her large buttocks. I knew it was
time for my assault. I hugged her, pressed her onto the sofa, raised her two plump, white thighs, and frantically thrust into her wet vagina. The room echoed with the sounds of "plop plop" as I entered. My teacher's wife, too, eagerly welcomed the insertion of my penis, her eyes fixed on me with seductive allure.
Looking at her beautiful, wanton face, I was bursting with excitement. I pressed her legs against her chest, straddled her, and began thrusting my hips rapidly. My penis spun like a shuttle, penetrating her vagina, each thrust hitting her clitoris. She moaned and groaned, her labia flipping and contorting with each thrust.
My teacher's wife was truly a wet woman; with each thrust, her juices flowed out like milking a cow, running down her buttocks and onto the sofa. The raised part of the sofa swelled with her juices like a pond. (No wonder they say women are made of water; this statement is precisely proven here.)
After about a hundred thrusts, my glans began to tingle, and I knew I was about to ejaculate. I unconsciously increased the speed of my penetration. My teacher's wife noticed my change and responded even more forcefully to my thrusts. Finally, my glans throbbed, and a large amount of semen gushed out. The scalding, thick semen made my teacher's wife cry out, "Ahhhhh!" After ejaculating, I lay weakly on my teacher's wife's full body, panting heavily.
My teacher's wife lovingly wiped the sweat from my forehead, then sat up. My limp penis slid out along with her vaginal fluids. I looked down at my teacher's wife's reddened labia, which were covered in vaginal fluids that glistened under the light. Her vaginal opening was not completely closed, and I could see my milky white semen flowing out of her small red hole.
My teacher's wife smacked my bottom and said, "Haven't you seen enough yet, you little pervert?" I hugged her again; her lips were soft and wet, and kissing them felt wonderful. She looked up at the clock on the wall, exclaimed "Ouch!" and stood up. I looked at her, puzzled. She hurriedly said, "You should go back to the classroom quickly; self-study is almost over." As she spoke, she walked naked towards the kitchen. I glanced at the clock; I realized I'd been at her place for almost an hour.
She came out of the kitchen, carrying my clothes and her black panties. She knelt naked in front of me, carefully wiping my penis with her panties, and then gently helped me dress. After I was dressed, she told me to hurry back to the classroom. As I walked, I asked, "Teacher's wife, can I come back to see you again?" She smiled and nodded, so I happily ran to the classroom.
When I returned, the test was almost over. Mr. Chen was very angry and asked me why I was gone to the toilet for so long. I lied and said I had a stomachache and went to the infirmary to get medicine. He seemed unconvinced but didn't say anything more. I returned to my seat and class ended before I could even finish a few questions. Of course, I did terribly on that test. But remembering how highly Mr. Chen's wife regarded me, I felt it was worth it. I know there are gains and losses, right?
Later, I kept looking for opportunities to have sex with Mr. Chen's wife, and this continued until I went to university in another city. During that time, because opportunities were rare, I only had sex with Mr. Chen's wife about ten times in that year or so. When I first started university, I still kept in touch with them, but every letter was addressed to Mr. Chen, just to casually inquire about Mr. Chen's wife. Near the end of my first semester, I received a letter from Mr. Chen's wife. She told me that her whole family was moving to Hainan, and after that, we lost contact. Whenever the night is quiet, I often think of my teacher's wife. Teacher's wife, do you know I'm thinking of you?
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