A young Mandarin teacher's momentary carelessness gave the student an opportunity to take advantage.

When I was in junior high, I was assigned to Class 3. Our homeroom teacher was named An XX, but we all respectfully called her Xiao An. She was in
her early twenties, with fair skin, a pretty face, and wore perfume that smelled like a prostitute's.

I'm attracted to mature women, so I was drawn to her. My dislike for her
started when she confiscated my novel for the first time, and she even called my parents! Damn it, my mom scolded me for it. During class,
I often stared at her, especially between her legs, which, because her pants were so tight, made me feel aroused too.

I have a secret I'll share with you. That evening after school, I was on duty,
so I left a little late (because I was a boarding student, leaving late wasn't a problem; my mom said it was to help me
develop self-reliance). Passing the teachers' office, I suddenly had the idea to go check it out.

I looked down the hallway behind me; no one was there. There was no sound from the stairs to my right either. (Our classroom was on the second floor, and
their office was also on the second floor, near the stairs.) Their office door seemed locked, but I pulled it open easily
.

Upon closer inspection, I realized a loose screw on the door was blocking the latch, and the teacher who locked
the door had probably left in a hurry. It was like heaven was on my side! I was incredibly excited and went in without hesitation
, carefully closing the door to prevent anyone else from entering. I opened her office door, and sure enough, no one was there.

I quickly walked to her desk, bent down, and greedily smelled her cushion. She usually wore
strong perfume, so there was still some fragrance on the cushion. My penis unconsciously became hard. I saw her
water glass , picked it up, opened the lid, took out my penis, rubbed it inside the glass, then masturbated, finally
ejaculating on my hand. I didn't dare ejaculate inside the glass for fear she would notice (don't laugh at my cowardice). But I could avoid ejaculating inside; I smeared
the semen on the rim and bottom of the glass, making it impossible for her to avoid contact with my semen through her mouth.

Looking at the glass like that, I became more and more excited. What to do with the remaining semen? Just as I was wondering, I
saw Teacher Zhao's glass; hers was transparent, and I smeared that on too. As I left, I looked at my
masterpiece , feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

The next day in Chinese class, watching her drink water from her cup felt like she was sucking on my penis—it was incredibly arousing.
I had a few more opportunities to do it, but I found that the stimulation was getting less and less. Then one day,
she called me from the stair railing. It was summer, and she was wearing a skirt. I glanced down and caught a glimpse of her
secret under her skirt. Although the lighting wasn't great, it seemed to be dark, which made me even more eager to do something.

One night, she seemed to have some unfinished work to do and had to stay behind. I didn't know what it was, and she
wouldn't tell us. I overheard her calling home around 1:00 PM. She seemed to be in a hurry, and I thought this was a
good opportunity I couldn't miss. At that time, I was a day student, and no one was home. My parents were busy, so it wouldn't matter if I came home a little late.

I rushed home after leaving school, grabbed the sleeping pills my mother used to take when she couldn't sleep, grabbed
six or seven pills, crushed them into powder, put them in a paper bag, and took them back to school. When I returned to the office, I saw
her working alone, a cup of what looked like freshly poured hot water next to her, still steaming. Not daring to look too closely, I hid
outside.

A little while later, she came out, seemingly going to the restroom. Sure enough, she headed in the direction of the restroom. Seizing the opportunity,
I quickly went in to see if I could pour the medicine in. Hey, she was really cooperative; she, who usually likes to drink tea,
had also brewed something called monk fruit in the cup, completely blocking my view. Not daring to wait any longer, I
poured all the powder in. I stirred it with my hand—perfect! I quickly went out and waited.

A while later, she returned. I secretly watched her from outside, waiting for her to drink the water. She frowned slightly as she drank,
but didn't say anything. I'd better go out now; it wouldn't be fun if I got caught again. About half an hour later,
I returned and saw her slumped over the table. I started making some noises carefully, and seeing no reaction, I
boldly went in. I called twice, no response; I nudged her, still no response. Haha, success! I practically
ran to turn off the lights, then locked the door and lewdly returned inside.

I saw unfinished teaching outlines and report cards on her desk, their purpose unclear, but I noted
their order and moved them to the opposite desk—not many. Then I opened her hands, revealing her head, eyes tightly closed.
Then I thought, usually I just smear semen on a cup, today I'll let you taste fresh semen!

True to my word, I first lifted her head, making her lean against the chair, then pulled down my pants, revealing my erect
penis, and sat on the table, pulling her head towards me. She was sleeping so soundly, hehe, here's some candy.

I pried open her mouth—it was troublesome, it closed easily. Slowly, I watched my penis enter
her mouth.

Ah! So good! I released her hands, watching my penis supporting her head, the warm, moist feeling
was unparalleled . I couldn't resist pulling her hair and starting to thrust, watching her with her eyes closed, sucking my penis—so lewd
. After two hundred more thrusts, I felt myself about to ejaculate. I thrust deep into her throat, let out a low growl,
and felt a jolt in my spine as I ejaculated all my semen into her mouth. Watching her swallow unconsciously only
excited me more.

I lingered in her mouth for a while before reluctantly pulling out. I used a piece of paper from her table to wipe
the semen . For some reason, my penis didn't soften at all; it was still so hard. I picked her up and carefully
placed her on the table, letting her lie face down with her hands clasped under her head to keep her from waking up. I liked this position, and it was
also convenient.

Because it was summer, she was wearing a skirt. I lifted her skirt up to her buttocks, pulled down her panties, leaving
one leg hanging down, and after rubbing her buttocks, I spread her legs to take a look at her vulva. I noticed that her vulva was somewhat dark
, with a dark anus above it. I spread her vulva open with both hands and looked inside; it was red and pink, emitting
a musky smell that excited me immensely. Her vagina looked a little dry, and I was worried my big thing wouldn't
fit. What if she woke up and felt something if I forced it in?

I held her waist with my left hand and reached forward with my right to touch her clitoris. I licked along her slit with my tongue,
even sticking my hand inside to feel it. Gradually, her vagina started to get wet. I immediately
stood up and rubbed my penis back and forth against her vagina until it was wet enough. Then, I aimed my penis at her vagina with my hand
, held my waist, and thrust into her.

Ah… finally inside! I've waited so long for this day. I felt her vagina tightly gripping my penis…
She's over forty, and her vagina is still so tight. Maybe her husband's penis is too small. Haha, I'll
satisfy you today.

After that thought, I immediately started thrusting rapidly without saying another word, each thrust reaching the very bottom of her vagina.
I didn't care about the nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, or the five shallow thrusts followed by three deep ones; I just wanted to get my pleasure first. After a while, I was on top of her, my hands inside her
clothes, grasping her breasts and thrusting rapidly. I could vaguely hear her moaning.

Maybe it was because I had ejaculated before, but it took me more than twenty minutes to feel like I was going to ejaculate. I was going to
pull out , but then the feeling surged through me, and I decided to forget about it. I thrust
a few more times and ejaculated deep inside her, shooting all of myself inside her for a full half minute. I rested on her back for a while before
pulling . The feeling of my semen overflowing from her vagina and flowing down her thighs was wonderful. I
cleaned my penis in her mouth before pulling it out.

I cleaned her genitals and mouth, and after cleaning her up, I checked the time and it was already past 9 o'clock. I put my things back where
they were , put her back in her original position, and checked that everything was alright before leaving.

When I got home, I felt uneasy and wrapped myself in the blanket, making my mom think I was sick. I don't
know she noticed. The next day in her class, she seemed perfectly normal. She called on me to answer a question and even praised
me. What a silly woman! I'm looking forward to the next time I date and rape someone…

When I was in junior high, I was assigned to Class 3. The homeroom teacher was named An XX, and we all respectfully called her Xiao An .
She was in her twenties, with fair skin, a pretty face, and wore perfume that smelled like a prostitute's.

I prefer mature women, so I was attracted to her. I
started disliking her after she confiscated my novel for the first time, and she even called my parents! Damn it, my mom scolded me for it. During class,
I often stared at her, especially between her legs, which were stretched taut by her pants, making me feel aroused too.

I have a secret I'd like to share with you all. That evening after school, I was on duty,
so I left a little late (since I'm a boarding student, it didn't matter if I left late; my mom said it was to help me
develop self-reliance). As I passed the teachers' office, I suddenly had the idea to go check it out.

I looked behind me and saw no one in the hallway, and there was no sound from the stairs to my right. (Our classroom was on the second floor,
and their office was also on the second floor, near the stairs.) Their office door seemed locked, but I pulled it open easily
.

Upon closer inspection, I realized a loose screw on the door was blocking the latch, and the teacher who
locked it had probably left in a hurry. It was like heaven was on my side! I was incredibly excited and went in without hesitation
, carefully closing the door to prevent anyone else from entering. I opened her office door, and sure enough, no one was there.

I quickly walked to her desk, bent down, and greedily smelled her cushion. She usually wore
strong perfume, so there was still some fragrance on the cushion. Without realizing it, I got an erection. I saw her
water glass , so I picked it up, opened the lid, took out my penis, rubbed it inside the glass, then masturbated, and finally ejaculated
on my hand. I didn't dare ejaculate inside the glass for fear she would find out (don't laugh at my cowardice). But I could avoid ejaculating inside,
so I smeared the semen on the rim and bottom of the glass, making it impossible for her to avoid contact with my semen through her mouth.

Looking at the glass like that, I got more and more excited. What to do with the rest of the semen? Just as I was wondering, I
saw Teacher Zhao's glass; hers was transparent, and I smeared that on too. Before leaving, I looked at my
masterpiece, feeling a great sense of accomplishment.

The next day in Chinese class, watching her drink water from her glass, it was like she was sucking on my penis—it was really exciting.
I had the chance to do it a few more times afterward, but I found that the stimulation was getting less and less. Coincidentally, one day
she called me from the stair railing. It was summer, and she was wearing a skirt. I glanced over and saw her
secret under her skirt. Although the lighting wasn't good, it seemed to be black, which made me even more eager to do something.

One evening, she seemed to have some unfinished work to do and had to stay behind. I didn't know what it was, and she
wouldn't tell us. I overheard her talking on the phone and she didn't get home until after 10 PM. She seemed quite anxious, and I thought, "This is a
good opportunity, I can't miss it." At that time, I was a day student, and no one was home. My parents were busy, so it wouldn't matter if I got home a little late.

I rushed home after leaving school, grabbed the sleeping pills my mom used to take when she couldn't sleep, grabbed
six or seven pills, crushed them into powder, put them in a paper bag, and took them back to school. When I returned to the office, I saw
her working alone, with a cup of what looked like freshly poured hot water next to her, still steaming. I didn't dare look too long and hid
outside.

After a while, she came out, seemingly going to the restroom. Sure enough, she went in the direction of the restroom. This was a golden opportunity,
so I quickly went in to see if I could pour the pills in. Hey, she was really cooperative; she, who usually likes to drink tea,
had also brewed something called monk fruit in the cup, blocking my view. I didn't dare wait any longer and
poured all the powder in. I stirred it with my hand, and it was done! Hurry up and go out, wait.

She came back a while later. I secretly watched her from outside, waiting for her to drink water. She frowned slightly while drinking,
but didn't say much. I'll go out first, lest I get caught again, that wouldn't be fun. About half an hour later,
I came back and saw her slumped over the table. I started making some noises carefully, and seeing she didn't react, I
boldly went in. I called twice, no response. I pushed her, still no response. Haha, success! I practically
ran to turn off the light, locked the door, and lewdly went back inside.

I saw unfinished teaching outlines and report cards on her table, I didn't know what they were for, but I remembered
the order and moved them to the opposite table, not many. Then I opened her hands, revealing her head, her eyes tightly closed.
Then I thought, usually I just smear semen on a cup, today I'll let you taste fresh semen!

True to my word, I first lifted her head, letting her lean against the chair. Then I pulled down my pants, revealing my erect
penis, and sat on the table, pulling her head towards me. She was sleeping soundly, hehe, here's some candy for you.

I pried open her mouth—it was troublesome, it closed easily. I slowly watched my penis enter
her mouth.

Ah! So good! I released my hands, watching my penis supporting her head, the warm, moist feeling
was unparalleled . I couldn't resist pulling her hair and starting to thrust. Seeing her with her eyes closed, sucking on my penis, so lewd
. After two hundred thrusts, I felt myself about to ejaculate. I thrust deeply into her throat, letting out a low growl,
a jolt running down my spine, and ejaculated all my semen into her mouth. Watching her swallow unconsciously only
excited me more.

I lingered in her mouth for a while before reluctantly pulling out. I wiped
the semen . For some reason, my penis didn't soften at all; it was still hard. I picked her up and carefully
placed her on the table, letting her lie face down with her hands clasped under her head to keep her from waking up. I liked this position, and it was
convenient.

Because it was summer, she was wearing a skirt. I lifted her skirt up to her buttocks, pulled down her panties, leaving
one leg hanging down, and after rubbing her buttocks, I spread her legs to see her vulva. Her vulva
was somewhat dark, with a dark anus. I spread her vulva open with both hands and looked inside; it was red and pink, emitting
a musky smell that excited me immensely. Her vagina looked a little dry; I was worried my penis wouldn't be able to penetrate
. What if she woke up and felt something if I forced it in?

I held her waist with my left hand and reached forward with my right to touch her clitoris, licking along her slit with my tongue,
even slipping my hand inside to feel it. Gradually, her vagina began to wet, and I immediately
stood up and rubbed my penis back and forth against her vagina until it was sufficiently lubricated. Then, I aimed my penis at her vagina with my hand
, held my waist with both hands, and thrust into her.

Ah… finally inside! I’ve waited so long for this day. I felt her vagina tightly gripping my penis.
She’s over forty, and her vagina is still so tight. Maybe her husband’s penis is too small. Haha, today I’ll
satisfy you.

After that thought, I immediately started thrusting quickly without saying a word, each thrust reaching the very bottom of her vagina. I didn’t care about the nine shallow thrusts followed by
one deep one, five shallow thrusts followed by three deep ones; I just wanted to get my pleasure first. After a while, I lay on her back, reached
inside her clothes, grasped her breasts, and thrust rapidly. I could vaguely hear her moans.

Maybe it was because I had ejaculated before, but it took me over twenty minutes to feel the urge to cum. I was going to
pull out , but then the feeling surged, and I just went for it, thrusting a few times and releasing deep
inside her, ejaculating for a full half minute. I rested on her back for a while before
pulling . The feeling of my semen overflowing from her vagina and flowing down her thighs was amazing. I
cleaned my penis in her mouth before pulling it out.

I wiped her genitals and mouth clean, and after cleaning her up, I checked the time and it was already past 9. I put everything back where
it was , put her back in her original position, and checked that everything was alright before leaving.

When I got home, I felt a little uneasy. I wrapped myself in the blanket, making my mom think I was sick. I don't
know she noticed. The next day in her class, she seemed perfectly normal. She called on me to answer a question and even praised
me. What a silly woman. I'm looking forward to the next time I date and rape someone…

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