[The True Face of a Teacher] (A Lewd Female Teacher at a Vocational College) [1-5]

(I) My New Life at Vocational High School
My surname is Du, and my given name is Jiawei (pseudonym). I'm a freshman at a vocational high school. I spent the last month of summer vacation

reviewing all my junior high school coursework and finally managed to get into a decent vocational school in the county. Many of

my old friends are also in the same school, even the same class, which makes me incredibly excited. I thought these three years would be

easy .
In the quiet classroom, where almost no one was talking, suddenly the sound of hurried high heels came from the corridor. She

entered my classroom, looked at the all-boys class, and said, "Good morning, everyone. I am

your teacher for these three years." This teacher's tone was very stern.
"My surname is Zhang, and my name is Zhang Xiumei. I will be your Chinese teacher..." I started to feel that these three years wouldn't 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 you do

..." How annoying! The couple…
“We’re all new to high school, so let’s elect student leaders first…”
After electing the 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. She was quite pretty; she must have been a great

beauty , but definitely not the glamorous type. She was more of a delicate beauty.
Her lips were slightly protruding, and 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.
But to be honest, I had no desire for her at all, because she didn’t give me a good impression. From her

numerous demands and rules for us, my intuition told me she was a sharp-tongued and mean-spirited old

woman , the kind who specializes in playing stepmothers.
My vocational high school life began...
A week into the semester, my classmates and I had gotten to know each other better.
After a week of classes, I realized that my advisor 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.
In one of her Chinese literature 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 sentence piqued my interest.
"Why?" I asked curiously, because to be honest, there were quite a few teachers in the school who were 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 beat her up!" he said, spittle flying.
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?! A little protruding lips means 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 really 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 saying in class!" the teacher noticed. Good heavens! It was all him talking about.
"Fuck your mother!!! You slut..." he blurted out again.
"Enough, enough! Your mouth is full of filth. Now that we're in high school, can't you be a little more civilized?" I couldn't stand

him anymore.
The students at the next table finally quieted down. I looked at the teacher, and... she was indeed quite nice: her breasts were round and big,

and I really wanted to grab them hard; her buttocks were also round and perky, and I wished 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.
(II) The Beginning of the Dream
Not long after the start of the semester, the school held a Chinese language competition.
During morning study, the teacher asked each class to select a participant. Unexpectedly, my group of best friends actually pushed me

to participate in the speech contest. To be honest, I was pretty good at public speaking, but I really had no interest in this stuff,

sigh! But there was no turning back now.
Just as I was about to nod in agreement, another group of people in the class put forward another classmate. When the two sides were deadlocked,

the teacher spoke up: "You two, come to the tutor's office next period, and I will choose."
With the sound of the bell, class ended.
After sitting in the student center for a while, I went straight to the teacher's office. Another student was already sitting next to the teacher. As soon as

the teacher saw me, she said, "You two come with me." Then she turned and walked out.
The teacher led us to the meeting room next to the teacher's office, a place specifically for meeting parents. Inside,

there were two rows of sofas, several individual chairs, a long table between the sofas, and a photocopier

.
The teacher closed the doors and windows, turned on the air conditioning, and told us to sit down. Then she took out a piece of paper

covered with dense writing—it was a speech draft.
"You two, each read it to me," the teacher said, sitting in her chair with her legs crossed,

looking .
After finally finishing reading and waiting for the other student to finish, it was already time for class. The teacher seemed to have a reason

for her decision : "Hmm… I think Du Jiawei should participate, because you, so-and-so, were too nervous." Yay!

The strong will prevail.
"There will be another opportunity next time." Truly a Chinese teacher! She speaks with great skill, never hurting anyone.
"You can go back now." Haha, I didn't disappoint my best friends. Just as I reached the door...
"Wait, Du Jiawei, you stay. I'll teach you some public speaking techniques." Oh my god! I'm so tired of hearing this,

but I'm too embarrassed to refuse.
"I'll tell you..." I stayed anyway, and the long lecture began...
About thirty minutes later, the second class had just started, and the teacher finally finished her boring

speech : "That's it. Next time, I'll teach you some gestures..." Oh my god! There's a next time.
The teacher walked out as she spoke, and I followed behind her step by step. Suddenly, the teacher turned around: "Go

back and tell your classmates to hand in their essays tomorrow..." She was talking, but her feet didn't stop.
"Bang!" The teacher's high-heeled foot twisted, and she fell sharply. I quickly grabbed her...
and with that grab, something happened...
I looked around, and it turned out that the teacher had accidentally bumped into a small stool. Just as I was about to ask if the teacher was alright, wait?
Why does it feel soft to the touch? I looked, and oh my god! I gripped the teacher's full breasts tightly. My face flushed.

The teacher had already stood up, and I quickly let go. Her face was also red, and her eyes were fixed on me

. The atmosphere was incredibly awkward.
Time seemed to stand still; I didn't dare move. Suddenly, the teacher moved…
She grabbed my penis, which was already hard from the soft touch. She rubbed it

incessantly , and my school pants instantly bulged. The teacher laughed, a lewd and wanton laugh. She

pulled down my zipper, pulled down my underwear, and pulled out my erect penis. She rubbed it back and forth, her other

hand caressing my testicles. Her body slowly slid down, and then she extended her fiery red tongue, licking my purplish-red

glans. The ticklish sensation made me groan involuntarily.
"Is it comfortable?" The teacher looked up at me with a playful expression; it was hard to believe that a middle-aged woman

could have such an expression.
I nodded vaguely. The teacher leaned forward and took my penis into her mouth…
“Mmm…” I almost cried out, it felt so good!
Her mouth was so warm, her lips were tightly closed, and her wet, hot tongue slid over my

penis . I held her head down, and she sucked even harder, her head bobbing violently back and forth,

intensifying my pleasure.
A tingling sensation shot through my tailbone, and I shuddered—I was about to ejaculate! The teacher seemed to sense it, and

she suddenly leaned forward, taking my entire penis into her mouth. I thrust forward, and my semen gushed into her mouth

…
I kept ejaculating, and the teacher couldn't take it all. A large amount of semen flowed down her chin and onto her

brown dress, but she didn't care. She kept sucking on my glans and swallowing my semen,

as if trying to suck out every last drop.
After I ejaculated, the teacher swallowed the semen in her mouth and licked my

penis with a satisfied expression. The teacher's oral skills were truly amazing, making me feel all itchy and ticklish, and my darling immediately

became erect again.
In that instant, I seemed to see the teacher's eyes light up, a happy and excited

expression stood up with a smile and said to me with a mischievous grin, "You've dirtied my clothes,

what do you think we should do?"
Still immersed in the forbidden pleasure of the moment, I heard the teacher's words but stood there dumbfounded, not knowing

what .
"You just ejaculated so much, you've soaked a big patch of my dress!"
The teacher's tone was so sweet, with a hint of seduction. For a young man in the prime of his life, this was

incredibly stimulating. I really wanted to rush up and strip her naked, pin her down, and fuck her to death.
However, because she was my mentor, and because I still couldn't believe it, I didn't dare to make a move.
I didn't dare move, but the teacher grew anxious. She paused for a moment, then slowly took three or four steps back, removed her

glasses , and said, "If your clothes are dirty, you have to take them off. Hehe..." The teacher actually began to slowly

remove her dress in front of me.
Good heavens! I couldn't believe my eyes. When the dress was pulled down to her chest, I gasped. Her

bra was incredibly sexy, just like her lipstick: a bright, vibrant red, and a half-cup style

, revealing most of her magnificent breasts. This was so stimulating!
The teacher's skin was very fair, her arms were beautiful, and she had thick armpit hair—all of which constantly aroused

my senses.
The teacher suddenly stopped, her eyes fixed on me, her tongue licking her lips incessantly, as if

yearning for something. Her hands stopped removing the dress and began to sexually arouse me. She put her right index finger

in her mouth, repeatedly licking it with her deep red, soft tongue, like playing with a small penis.

Her left hand, through the sexy bra, squeezed her left breast forcefully, occasionally letting out soft moans.
The teacher's breasts were truly large; the way they were squeezed was indescribable. With each squeeze, her large breasts

seemed about to break free of her bra and spring out with a splash. To be honest, this teasing was almost

unbearable; I dare say my penis was as hard as an iron rod.
I kept staring at the teacher's breasts, desperately wanting to see the nipples, but she

seemed to sense it. Whenever her breasts were about to be exposed as she kneaded them, she

skillfully hid them.
People are always more curious about what they cannot have. At that moment, I had an urge to tear that sexy

bra to shreds. My whole body felt like it was on fire, my fists clenched tighter and tighter, and my entire body seemed to

tremble slightly.
But the teacher went even further. Not only did she fondle her breasts and lick her fingers, but her entire body began to writhe. She

raised her hands high above her head, revealing her thick, messy armpit hair, constantly twisting her waist and swaying her hips, while occasionally casting seductive glances .

Her tongue roamed over her snow-white arms, finally stopping under her armpit…
Good heavens, she actually started licking her own armpit! She licked very forcefully, saliva dripping from her tongue, making her

armpit hair glisten. Although the teacher wasn't young, a middle-aged woman making such movements seemed even more

alluring.
My glans turned purple, some clear fluid oozed out, and my entire penis throbbed slightly.

Movement. A teacher was performing a lewd dance and making obscene gestures in front of her students. This lewd scene made

me dizzy.
Seeing that I was still unmoved, a look of disappointment appeared on the teacher's flushed face, and her movements slowed

down . After a while, the teacher stopped, and her hands returned to her dress.
My heart skipped a beat. Could it be that the teacher was angry that I hadn't reacted at all! Was she going to put her clothes back on? I really hated myself for

being so cowardly. However, I was wrong. The teacher began her next, even more intense seduction...
(III) Dreams Come True!!!
The teacher's dress slowly slid down with the movement of her hands, and I heard a "gurgle" from my throat.
What followed was the teacher's snow-white abdomen, which, like her large breasts, was very smooth and very

irresistible. The teacher's hands did not stop for a moment. Just as she was about to see her underwear, the teacher gave me

a flirtatious wink.
Suddenly, with a "whoosh," the teacher was left with only her bra and panties. My eyes lit up.
Her panties and bra were clearly the same brand, the same bright red, the same allure; her thighs

were even more irresistible, full and white, making one want to touch them; through her panties,

I could already see her very thick pubic hair at the mons pubis.
Before I could finish looking, the teacher slowly turned around, her back to me, her back equally smooth and white. She

spread her legs, somewhat at ease, and I didn't know what she wanted to do.
After a minute, the teacher suddenly bent over, looking at me between her thighs, and I suddenly realized that, through her

red panties, the shape of her vulva was clearly visible to me. The part of her panties near her vagina

was slightly darker; she was already wet, and a few pubic hairs peeked out from the side of her panties. I felt as if I were bewitched, my throat incredibly dry

, and I took a step towards the teacher in a daze.
My penis, veins bulging, was imposing and arrogant, poised for action,

burning . The precum on the glans seemed to crave the woman before me. I knew I needed this

woman, this middle-aged woman who had once been my mentor.
Seeing my actions, her hand roamed even more brazenly to my clitoris, rubbing it through my underwear.
"Ugh...ugh...oh...ah..." she moaned sweetly, her juices

flowing , instantly soaking a large patch of her underwear. As she masturbated, her eyes never left me, watching my

expression, finally settling on my imposing penis.
Following her gaze, I involuntarily looked at my penis as well. It was like a

boxer who had warmed up, brimming with boundless fighting spirit, ready to knock down his opponent at any moment. Because of the teacher's arousal, the amount of precum secreted from my

glans increased, overflowing from the glans onto the penis, then flowing down the penis to the scrotum, where

the precum was about to drip onto the floor...
The teacher saw this from between her thighs, suddenly straightened up, turned around and rushed towards me.
The teacher knelt down in front of me, wrapped her arms around my thighs, and extended her tongue, licking my precum clean from the bottom of my scrotum to

the tip of . Her tongue then moved to the glans, constantly stirring the precum that had not yet flowed down,

and finally brought it into her mouth, cleaning it completely.
This was the second time the teacher had given me oral sex, and a wave of pleasure washed over me, as if I were in heaven.
The teacher did not stop, her tongue constantly sliding up and down my penis, slowly moving down, opening her mouth to take my

testicles , her tongue constantly licking my scrotum and testicles, while her warm palms held my penis and stroked it back and forth...
"Oh...oh...uh..." I couldn't take it anymore, and all reason and psychological barriers

vanished . I reached out and grabbed the teacher's hair, slowly lifting it up. She seemed to know my intention, immediately taking

my penis into her mouth, her warm lips providing a wonderful service—it felt so good! But I had no intention of ejaculating.
I stroked her hair with my left hand, while my right hand slowly moved down, kneading her large breasts through her bra

. The teacher felt my touch and performed oral sex even more vigorously, her head bobbing rapidly back and forth, her

tongue rubbing against my penis, her hands restlessly caressing my buttocks. As the pleasure

intensified, my hands involuntarily increased the pressure, her breasts contorting and twisting in my hands…
“Ah…uh…” the teacher moaned indistinctly, her mouth still on my penis.
I didn't want to delay any longer. I moved my hands to her armpits and gently lifted her up. She

understood and slowly stood up. I'm quite tall; even when she stood, she only reached my chest. I

roughly shoved my rock-hard penis back into her school uniform.
"You...you...you're leaving...!?" The teacher's voice was panicked, and she looked like she was about to cry

.
I looked at her for a moment, then reached out and grabbed her left breast, forcefully pushing her onto the sofa...
She fell and sat down, and I pounced on her like a wolf, wanting to

unleash the desire I'd been suppressing for almost half an hour.
The teacher, half-reclining on the sofa, was beautiful, wearing only underwear, her legs slightly parted, her eyes filled with lust as she stared at me.
While her figure wasn't as perfect as a model's, it was still quite good; her waist was slender, with a slight

belly and slim thighs. Just as my classmate had said: extremely sexy, arousing endless desire.
I pressed myself against her; what I wanted most now was to see her large breasts and

their nipples. I moved both hands to the teacher's bra at the same time, not caring whether it was front-fastened or back-fastened, nor

wasting time unhooking it. My right hand slipped inside the bra, touching the teacher's already erect nipples, and pulled them outwards forcefully

…
"Ouch!" the teacher cried out, probably hurting her from pulling the bra open. I threw the bra to the right,

ignoring the teacher's cry, and quickly turned around to see the proud breasts I had just freed from the teacher's restraints, only

to see two snow-white arms like an iron wall.
The teacher looked at me with a resentful expression: "You hurt me…" I froze, not knowing

what to do .
Seeing my blank look, the teacher chuckled: "Look carefully now!" She lifted her hands upwards…
I froze again, what a beautiful pair of breasts: the teacher's nipples were brown, small and delicate, already

hardened, erect on those snow-white breasts. I grabbed her breasts with both hands, wow! So soft, I

couldn't even hold them with one hand, they were so big!
I kept squeezing and kneading, because this opportunity was truly rare, and I wished I could tear those two big breasts

apart. As I rubbed, I teased the teacher's nipples with my fingers, sometimes circling them, sometimes

pinching them hard...
"Hmm... Ugh... Oh... Stop... Stop... Ah..." The teacher

gasped softly as my fingers played with her. Hearing the teacher's moans, my lust intensified. I cupped her breasts with both hands and squeezed them from the side, squeezing hard until

they deformed and were pushed high. I immediately stuck out my tongue and licked the teacher's lovely nipples.
I first circled my tongue around her nipple, making her moan incessantly, then took her nipple into my mouth and sucked

hard . I then gently nibbled at it with my teeth. She shuddered, pulling at her

hair with both hands: "Ah! Ah!! I... can't take it... anymore... hurry... come... I want your cock

... ah..."
I couldn't take it anymore either. I helped her up, stood up, and prepared to take off my clothes. But she was even more eager than me

. She grabbed my pants, loosened the belt, and forcefully pulled them down to my thighs. However, she did

n't immediately remove my underwear. Instead, she slowly stroked my penis through it with both hands, making me incredibly hard , before finally pulling my underwear down. 　　As soon as my penis was exposed, she cheered: "So good... ah!" She immediately took my penis into her mouth. She continued to suck and release my penis, while her hands slowly removed my pants and underwear. When my pants were down to my calves, she slowly took off my shoes. This royal treatment was truly wonderful! The teacher stood up only when my lower body was completely naked, but she continued to stroke my penis with her right hand while her left hand unbuttoned my shirt and took it off. I was now completely naked. 　　Her left hand continued to caress my chest, while her right hand continued to masturbate me. Slowly, her left hand moved to my back, and she licked my nipples with her tongue. "Mmm..." So this is how good it feels to have my nipples licked! 　　I started to act too. My hands slowly pulled down her panties, placing them with her dress, and caressed her thighs. I pushed her away, led her to the sofa, and made her sit on the edge. Then I spread her legs, and now I finally had a chance to see my completely naked teacher. Her face was flushed, and she covered her mouth shyly with . Her breasts were firm and upright, showing no signs of sagging. 　　I squatted down in front of the teacher's thighs, carefully observing her vulva. She had a lot of pubic hair, glistening with her vaginal fluids. I parted her vulva with my hands; it was purplish-red, the vaginal flesh glistening and slippery with the fluids, making it incredibly tempting. I slowly stroked her genitals, then impatiently and rapidly rubbed her clitoris. 　　To be honest, I had been holding back for a long time; I was quite impressed with myself for having managed to hold back until now. 　　"Ah...ah...good...ahhhhh...mmm...ah...ha..." 　　The teacher's moans grew more and more rapid. I quickly grabbed her thighs with both hands, licking her , and then pinching her nipple hard with my right hand. 　　"Ahhh...I can't take it...ahh...harder...harder...faster... ahh...so good..." 　　"I'm going to cum...cum...cum...ahhh...Meimei...I'm coming...cum...ahhh ...cum, cum, cum...ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!" 　　The teacher's whole body tensed up, then trembled, and a stream of vaginal fluid shot into my mouth. I knew she had orgasmed . I didn't drink the vaginal fluid because I thought it smelled fishy and unpleasant. I quickly moved my head away from the teacher 's private parts. 　　The teacher's body was limp, but I didn't give her a chance to rest. I continued to rub her clitoris with my hand, while licking her nipple incessantly...After a while, her back arched again. 　　"Mmm...so good...so...so comfortable...ah...faster...come on...come on... mmm ...ah..." The teacher wanted it again. 　　Hehe! Opportunity knocks but once. I quickly pulled the teacher's thighs slightly outwards, letting her half-lie, half-sit on the sofa. Then, I grasped my penis with one hand and placed my other hand on her shoulder, slowly adjusting my position... 　　After aiming at her vagina, I didn't immediately insert it. I held my penis, letting the glans slowly rub against the vaginal opening. Although I really wanted it, I knew I couldn't rush it. I had to make her experience extreme pleasure and a deep orgasm so that I could do whatever I wanted later. 　　I patiently continued to tease the teacher, but she had already reached her limit. 　　"Hurry...hurry up...put it in already!..." 　　I acted as if I didn't hear her and continued my actions. Actually, the pleasure of rubbing the glans was very arousing , but I could only endure it now. 　　"Ugh...I...I can't take it anymore...I'm dying...good...man...please...don't... torture me...anymore...um...ugh..." 　　The teacher groaned breathlessly, but I tried my best to endure. 　　Suddenly, the teacher's vagina slid onto my penis... 　　haha, the teacher couldn't hold back anymore! I dodged, missing the attempt; the teacher tried several more times, each time I dodged. 　　"Please...give it to me...I need you..." The teacher was almost crying, her pleading tone was heartbreaking. 　　Okay! It's time. I moved my hips back and suddenly thrust into her vagina with all my might... 　　"Ah...!!! So good...ah...!!!" The teacher's wish was finally fulfilled. 　　I no longer had any intention of teasing her, because once I entered her vagina, all my desire had to be released. The teacher's vagina wasn't tight; I only felt something enveloping my penis, slowly sliding. However, it was very moist and quite warm inside, the soft, moist vaginal flesh gripping my penis as it moved, still giving me considerable pleasure. I first thrust slowly, and after getting used to everything, I began to thrust forcefully without any mercy. 　　"Ah ah...you're so good...!!! Faster...faster...harder..." 　　The teacher's tone became very high-pitched and seductive. The teacher's eyes were closed, her brows were furrowed, her mouth was slightly open , and her face wore an expression of ecstasy. 　　I never imagined that my usually elegant and gentle teacher would turn into such a lewd middle-aged woman.

The woman... This brought me boundless pleasure, and I thrust even harder, each stroke pounding into the teacher's vagina, leading her

step by step to orgasm.
I looked down at the point where my penis and vagina met; the teacher's labia flipped back and forth with each thrust,

my penis glistening with her vaginal fluids, her large breasts swaying up and down, her

hair disheveled with the movement.
All these sights excited me even more, and I fucked the woman beneath me harder and harder...
The teacher's cries grew louder and louder, muttering to herself incoherently. Who cared about her! I

just needed to fuck her hard. I reached out and caressed her breasts, pinching and playing with her nipples.
"Ah...ah...I'm going to...orgasm...ah...! Ugh...faster...fuck me to death!...

Oh...I'm going to orgasm..."
Hearing these lewd moans, I knew the teacher was about to climax, and I thrust my

hips , each thrust hitting her G-spot hard. The teacher's reaction grew increasingly intense. She scrambled up and hugged me, gripping my back tightly with both hands, her

breath coming in gasps and moans…
My back ached from her grip, but I gritted my teeth, thrusting harder the more it hurt,

pinching her nipple with one hand.
"Ah…ah…ya!!! I'm going to cum…cum…I'm coming…ah…ahhh…

ahhh …!"
With the teacher's almost screaming moans, a gush of hot vaginal fluid poured onto my glans. I gritted my teeth,

nearly ejaculating. The teacher's grip on me loosened, and she collapsed onto the sofa, seemingly powerless. I slowly

withdrew my penis.
The teacher, sprawled on the sofa, was incredibly alluring: completely naked, her hair disheveled, eyes slightly open,

drool at the corner of her mouth, her large breasts bearing my scratch marks, her hands limply resting on her body, her genitals constantly leaking fluid

, her vagina opening opening and closing as if breathing, her pubic hair almost entirely wet and sticky, her legs

lazily spread wide…
From these signs, the teacher's orgasm must have been incredibly intense, and she probably hadn't experienced

anything like this .
I crouched down close to the teacher's face and softly asked, "Was it good?" I, who had been too afraid to speak before, finally spoke

, because I knew I had the situation under control.
The teacher slowly opened her eyes and weakly said, "Mmm…you were great…"
Her answer satisfied me. I slowly stood up, deliberately flashing my still-erect penis in front of

her eyes.
"Ah!!" The teacher involuntarily gasped softly, her tone filled with surprise.
"You, you haven't ejaculated yet!?" the teacher asked with concern.
Heh, she had fallen into my trap again.
I feigned innocence, saying, "It's okay, as long as you're comfortable, teacher."
I saw a lewd glint flash across her face. She got up from the sofa, walked to me

, and murmured, looking at my penis, "What a great thing..."
"Do you want more?" she asked, looking up at me. "I think it's better for me to rest,"
I replied, utterly hypocritical.
She didn't answer. She walked to the sofa, bent over, and supported herself with her hands, her buttocks raised

high, her wet, juicy vulva facing me. She turned her head and said in a very lewd tone,

"Good man... just come in quickly..."
I thought I had no reason to refuse anymore. With my penis erect, I moved towards my target, walking behind her. I

first caressed her white, plump buttocks, then slowly inserted my penis into her vagina. I thrust very

slowly, but it aroused her again, and she began to moan incessantly.
"Want me to thrust harder?" My tone had completely changed; I no longer considered this woman my

teacher .
"Mmm...faster...thrust harder..."
I really enjoyed hearing her plead.
"You really want it?" I didn't speed up my thrusts, but continued to press her.
"Mmm...please...hurry up..."
Seeing that her pleas weren't working, she resorted to a coquettish tone. What a wanton woman for pleasure!
I ignored her coquettishness and continued thrusting slowly, occasionally teasing her

clitoris .
"Ouch...it's so itchy...mmm...good man...why aren't you going to thrust harder?...Stop teasing me

...hurry...hurry up..." Her voice trembled.
Suddenly, I cursed in an extremely harsh tone: "You slut!!! If you want pleasure, why don't you move yourself!!!"
My tone became increasingly audacious because I knew she couldn't do without me right now.
No sooner had she finished speaking than the teacher tossed her disheveled hair and

began to masturbate herself, letting out moans of pleasure.
I watched her closely, noticing her large breasts swaying back and forth in wide arcs. I

grabbed and squeezed it repeatedly. The teacher's pleasure intensified, her movements becoming more vigorous, and her juices

flowed onto the floor...
I squeezed her breasts with both hands, receiving her ministrations, the strange pleasure

unparalleled . I released her breasts, for I had found an even better target.
Watching her full buttocks sway beneath me, I couldn't bear to let them be idle. A thought

suddenly , and before I knew it, my hand moved.
I swung my hand, "Smack!!!"—I struck her buttocks hard.
"Ah...!!" the teacher cried out. But the sound conveyed only pleasure and enjoyment, so I struck

even harder.
"Slap slap slap..." The sound of slaps echoed throughout the room...
At this moment, the teacher was like a lustful beast, frantically and forcefully stroking my penis, just to seek a stronger

pleasure until orgasm.
Just as we were both intoxicated in the vortex of lust, suddenly "Dong...dong...dong...dong...!"

The bell rang, the bell for the end of class. The teacher and I stopped our intense actions at the same time.
(

IV) Fierce Battle
"The bell! Where did it come from? Why is there a bell?" As soon as we thought about it, the teacher and I both came to our senses.

Here we are, both blinded by lust.
We're still at school! Even in the meeting room next to the professor's office! I quickly pulled my penis out of

the professor's body, and she quickly picked up her dress and underwear, putting them on as fast as she could. After I was

dressed , she immediately walked towards the door.
I followed her. She opened the door, and just as I was about to follow her out, she suddenly turned around and said, "Do

n't go, wait here." Then she quickly closed the door and left.
I walked back, sat on the sofa, and began to think about the whole absurd thing: I actually slept with a woman

around . Although she was very alluring, she was my professor! More importantly, she was a

married woman. Why did I sleep with her? Was I really so consumed by lust? No, no, no! Although I don't have sex

often , I have many girlfriends and sexual partners, which has shaped my sexual skills and abilities. I...

I used the professor to make my vocational high school life go smoothly, to avoid failing a year, and to not have to worry about my studies.

I... I'm so despicable! To sleep with her for the sake of grades is no different from being a prostitute; I'm degrading myself too much

.
Just then, I saw the teacher's bra lying nearby and quickly picked it up. Afraid someone might suddenly come in and

see , I didn't immediately put it away because I fell into deep thought: Teacher…she…isn't wearing

a bra right now. Doesn't that dress have two little protruding nipples? Won't her breasts jiggle? Thinking of the teacher's current

appearance, my penis, which had softened due to self-reproach, suddenly became erect again, and my lust reignited.
No, I still have desire for the teacher, not just for grades; I also want to

have sex .
Comforting myself with this thought, I felt much better.
"Click!" The doorknob turned, and I quickly sat back on the sofa, stuffing the teacher's sexy red

bra into my pocket.
It was the teacher who came in. I breathed a sigh of relief and immediately went to greet her, wanting to ask if anyone had noticed.
The teacher closed the door, locked it, and smiled, saying, "Luckily, no one was in the tutor's room last period."
Whew…looks like I'm lucky.
The teacher didn't say much, but moved closer to me, and suddenly stroked my penis through my pants with one hand.
"Wow! You're still hard, that's amazing!"
Actually, I was already hard, but the teacher's touch made it even harder.
The teacher wrapped her other arm around my neck, pulled me down, and kissed me passionately on the lips. I was

startled and broke free from the teacher's grasp, saying, "Teacher, this is a school..." I was really afraid of being discovered,

but to my surprise, the teacher smiled faintly: "Are you scared? Didn't you just do it for a long time? I didn't see you cowering just now!"

After saying that, she chuckled.
I didn't answer, or rather, I didn't know how to answer, so I could only awkwardly force a

smile . The teacher's hand reached out again to stroke my penis, looking at me softly with her eyes, and

said in a very gentle tone, "Don't worry! The door is locked, and I've already told all the teachers that I'm going to

'discipline' a student properly in the meeting room, so no one will come in, don't be afraid!" The teacher's tone was a bit like

coaxing a child.
So the teacher had a reason for making me wait here; it seems she really needed to. Fine, I'll give her a good scolding!
My heart, which had been pounding, finally settled, and I immediately retorted, "Hmm... how are you going to 'discipline' me

?" I teased her with my words.
Hearing this, the teacher wrapped her arms around my neck again, and kissed me once more. I lowered my head,

making it easier for her to move.
Her tongue circled my lips like she was applying lipstick, then slid into

my mouth. Her breath had a faint tea flavor; she must have drunk some water before leaving, and I

realized I was quite thirsty myself. Her tongue intertwined with mine; it tasted sweet, and her saliva

tasted delicious too. Her tongue was incredibly agile, constantly teasing the inside of my mouth, making me

unbearably itchy.
We kissed deeply for a long time, lost in our own world.
Then the teacher removed my belt, and then unbuttoned my shirt one by one, quickly

taking off my school uniform shirt, and then immediately taking off my trousers. The teacher threw my clothes aside and began

rubbing my penis through my underwear, causing it to bulge out of my pants.
Seeing this, the teacher chuckled and said, "Don't be afraid. Ha! It's so hard."
I laughed and said, "It's just that someone can't satisfy it!" Upon hearing this, the teacher suddenly pinched my penis

.
"Ouch! That hurts! What are you doing?" I complained.
The teacher, with an indifferent expression, glanced at me sideways and said, "Are you saying someone can't satisfy it?"

I quickly said, "No, no! I was talking in my sleep."
Humph! This is revenge!
The teacher, with a victorious expression, squatted down and gently took off my underwear, then immediately took my

penis into her mouth.
"Mmm...mmm...so hard! So good...mmm..." the teacher mumbled.
I ran my fingers through the teacher's hair, enjoying myself immensely. The teacher would occasionally stick out her tongue and lick the shaft of my penis,

sometimes also using her hand to lick my testicles.
I slowly moved my body towards the sofa, and the teacher, with my penis in her mouth, moved slowly as well, her arms tightly

wrapped around my waist, as if afraid of losing her precious possession. I moved the teacher's head away, lay down on the sofa,

and looked at her, saying, "What? Afraid my penis will run away? Like a dog chasing a bone. Don't worry, I'll definitely satisfy

you."
I teased the teacher.
Who knew the teacher wasn't angry at all, but instead said in a very sweet tone, "Good brother... let me lick it

... I'll definitely make you feel good..." She immediately knelt at my feet.
Goodness, she's calling me brother now! But it felt really good. I adjusted my position and said, "Come on,

serve me well, and I'll only fuck you if you do a good job." The teacher, as if she had found a treasure, climbed slightly onto my thighs,

smiling, and said, "Watch how I 'discipline' you!" She immediately took my penis into her mouth, her hands constantly

stroking my thighs.
The teacher sucked on my penis for a while, then removed her mouth and began licking the glans with her tongue, which felt wonderful.

I hummed a little. Seeing how hard she was licking, I couldn't help but say, "You're great! You're making me feel so good."

A smile appeared on the teacher's lips.
After that playful banter, there was no more awkwardness between the teacher and me, and we

flirted like boyfriend and girlfriend.
The teacher licked for a long time, then looked up at me and said, "You're so good...it's making my mouth so sore." Actually, if she had just kept it in her mouth for ten more

seconds, I would have given up.
I pretended to be unsatisfied: "Okay, okay, that's barely enough!" When the teacher heard this, she pouted like

a child and said, "I'm so serious, and you don't even praise me. You say 'barely enough,'

I'll bite you!"
I laughed and replied, "If I bite you off, you won't get any pleasure." The teacher talked to me while masturbating me

, looking sulky. I was both annoyed and amused, and quickly said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. If you want to feel good, just

come on up!" The teacher was overjoyed and quickly climbed onto my body, straddled my penis, and sat down...
"Plop!" With a sound, it went all the way to the bottom.
The teacher cried out, "Oh...!"
So wet, her vagina was so wet. The first stroke almost made me ejaculate. I quickly stopped

her from starting, grabbing her large breasts and kneading and squeezing each one, occasionally sucking on her two brown

nipples. I felt her juices flowing more and more. I licked her neck, making her

tremble against me.
After a while, my penis stopped wanting to ejaculate, so I started thrusting, pushing upwards.

The teacher felt it and braced herself on the sofa seat with her legs, thrusting downwards. The piston-like motion

doubled the pleasure.
"Oh...so good...ah...haha...ah...faster...harder...!!" the teacher

moaned loudly.
I gritted my teeth, not only to avoid shouting, but also to avoid ejaculating. I thrust harder and

harder , and the teacher moved up and down in return. The sounds of our bodies slapping together filled the air,

and her juices flowed down my inner thighs.
"Ah... Jiawei... you're so amazing... fuck me to death... faster! harder...!!" The teacher

seemed to be close to climaxing.
This was the first time the teacher had called my name, which inexplicably excited me, making me thrust even harder. The teacher started

to hold me tightly: "Ah... I'm... I'm going to climax... ah... ah... wow..."
At this moment, the teacher's movements stopped because she was enjoying the pleasure of the impending climax, relying entirely on my

continuous thrusting. I dare say that the teacher's expression at this moment must have been very interesting, but unfortunately I couldn't go around to the front to get a

good look.
"Ahhhhh... ah... wow... oh... um... ha...!!"
The teacher's moans were now just sounds, and I could no longer hear what she was saying, immersed in the teacher's moans

.
Suddenly, the teacher's vaginal opening tightened, and a gush of vaginal fluid shot out. I was about to ejaculate, and just as I was about to continue thrusting

to reach my climax, the teacher, who was on top of me, suddenly pulled away from my penis. The moment she did, she knelt down and took

it into her mouth, stroking it back and forth...
Oral sex gave me even stronger pleasure because the teacher's mouth was very tight, and her tongue was constantly teasing me. My

penis reached its limit.
"Ugh!..." I groaned, and my semen shot out like a wild horse. I immediately pulled it out of the teacher's mouth and took

my hand instead...
"Pfft pfft pfft...!" Semen continued to spray, covering the teacher's head and face, her hair and breasts were also

covered in a thick white paste.
The teacher quickly took my penis back into her mouth, swallowing the remaining semen, letting me enjoy the brief

pleasure .
Actually, I deliberately sprayed the teacher because I really wanted to see her covered in semen; it was truly an

amazing climax!
The teacher ignored the white liquid on her body and quickly grabbed my hand, asking with concern,

"Are you comfortable? Are you satisfied?" She still cared about what I had said earlier.
Frankly, this touched me deeply. I nodded…and asked her, "And you?" The teacher

said joyfully, "Hmm…it was wonderful! I've never experienced anything like it."
I really wanted to ask if her husband hadn't satisfied her. But in this situation, I thought the teacher certainly

didn't want to think about him.
Seeing that I didn't speak, the teacher began to clean herself. She pulled out some tissues from the long table and asked me to help her

clean her hair. I took the tissues and wiped the semen

from her hair. Of course, it wasn't completely clean; a few drops remained.
Since I was standing while cleaning her hair, and she remained kneeling, my penis swayed near

her head. My penis was semi-erect; the intense sex hadn't completely stopped it.

Suddenly, the teacher's hand gently grasped it, and then she quietly looked at me. I stopped what I was doing and smiled

at the teacher, saying, "Do you want more?"
The teacher didn't answer my question. She kissed my glans and slowly said, "I thank you for giving me

such a wonderful experience." Then she took my penis into her mouth again.
My question was indirectly answered. I smiled and continued what I was doing.
My penis swelled again in the teacher's warm mouth. The teacher seemed very happy and sucked

on it even more attentively.
I finally managed to clean the teacher's hair. Although there were still some remnants, at least outwardly there were no

visible flaws. Seeing me stop, the teacher pushed me away and smiled seductively, saying, "You can't

clean it with tissues."
Then, the teacher cupped her large breasts, which were also covered in semen, and brought them close to her face.

Lowering her head, she slowly opened her mouth and extended her bright red tongue to lick her breasts, swallowing

mouthfuls .
Wow! This was so stimulating for me. My penis hardened, and I felt

a heat rising .
The teacher lowered her breasts and used her fingers to scrape off the remaining semen that she couldn't lick, putting it in her mouth. She

also used her tongue to lick clean the semen around her lips. Soon, just as the teacher had said, it was spotless. My

penis was also at its peak erection. To be honest, the teacher really knew how to arouse a man's sexual desire.
The teacher licked her lips, crawled towards me, and said, "So delicious! I want more,

is there any more?"
I couldn't resist the teacher's lewd behavior. I quickly walked behind her, grabbed her plump buttocks, and without waiting,

thrust forward, my penis plunging straight into her vagina. The teacher let out a long, satisfied sigh. I pulled her buttocks

upward so I could thrust harder. Her legs were straight, her upper body bent forward at

a right angle , receiving my thrusts from behind. I held her waist with both hands, my hips swaying back and forth, my penis repeatedly

going in and out of her body.
This time I showed no mercy, using all my strength from the start. With my efforts, the teacher quickly

got into it: "Ah... why are you so strong this time... ah... so good..." The teacher's

moans excited me even more.
"Ugh... I'll fuck you to death... I'll fuck you to death... you slut..." I cursed the teacher, my goal was to make

her even more lewd and have even more pleasure.
"Ah... I'm a slut... fuck me to death... I'm a cheap slut... ahhh..." My

plan worked.
"You whore... is it good... is it good to be fucked by me... if it's good, scream it out!!"

It felt so good to call my teacher a whore.
"Ah... so good... being... fucked by... you... is the... best... it's so good... ahhh

... so good... so good... ah ha...!!"
"Hmm... you're such a slut! When I'm not around, you often masturbate, right?" I wanted to know how my teacher

satisfied herself.
"Hmm... yes... yes... masturbate... masturbate... I'll never masturbate again... I want...

you to fuck me... ah..."
"Hmph! You whore..." I stopped talking and focused on fucking my teacher, but she didn't stop there.
"Ah ha... brother, your big cock... feels so good inside me... ah... hurry... fuck me until I burst

... ah..."
Note: My penis isn't big, only about seventeen centimeters. I guessed at the time that my teacher's husband's thing

was probably quite small.
"Ugh...ah...ah...mmm...so good...mmm...great..."
The teacher's juices kept flowing out with my thrusts, soaking my thighs and

the floor below our joined genitals.
"Ah...ah...ah...oh...oh oh...ah..."
The teacher's moans lost their obscene words; based on my experience with teachers, she was about to climax. I felt her

juices increasing, and I began my final thrusts.
"Ah ah...I'm going to...I'm going to come...ah...ah...I'm coming...ah..."
At the same time, the teacher's vaginal fluids hit my glans again. I didn't stop, because I could feel it;

I was almost there too. I gripped the teacher's waist with one hand and reached forward with the other to grab her hair.
"Ah ah...ah..." The teacher's cries didn't stop.
I yelled, "You slut, tell me! Who 'disciplined' whom?!"
The teacher answered while yelling, "Ah...it was you...you disciplined...disciplined me...ah..."
Hmm, a satisfying reply.
I abruptly pulled my penis out and pulled the teacher's head towards my shaft. She understood and took it into her mouth, stroking it

back and forth. I held it in her mouth for a short while, and a large amount of semen sprayed into her mouth, endlessly,

pleasure filling my entire body…
This time, the teacher didn't spill a drop. Only after I pulled my penis out of her mouth did she swallow all my

semen.
I felt a little sore in my lower back, probably from overdoing it. I leaned back on the sofa, and the teacher stood up and

walked towards me.
"Don't come any closer!!" I yelled at the teacher. She seemed startled, frozen in place,

looking at , her expression a little flustered.
I pointed to the ground: "You slut, you've spilled your juices all over the floor, lick it clean before you come any closer!"
The teacher's pretty face instantly relaxed, and she immediately knelt down, licking her own juices with her tongue,

swallowing mouthful after mouthful. The teacher licked very diligently, making me hard again. The pleasure of commanding my teacher

was amazing!
Only after the teacher had licked the floor spotless did I say, "You can come over now."
Hearing this, the teacher immediately sat down beside me. I hugged her tightly and asked, "How's it going?"

The teacher weakly replied, "You've made me so limp, and you still made me lick the floor."
I laughed and said, "I haven't even complained about being tired, why are you yelling like that!" As I spoke, my hands began to wander restlessly

over the teacher's breasts.
The teacher smiled and said, "You're really something! You've left me completely dazed, it feels so good… Ah! It's still hard

!" The teacher leaned weakly against me, caressing my penis as if it were a precious treasure.
But I knew that we both needed to rest. I held the teacher tightly, inhaling the faint

scent of her perfume and a hint of semen. My free hands played with her breasts, while my eyes

remained fixed . The teacher blushed slightly under my gaze and quickly said, "What are you looking at…?"
I didn't speak, but first gently kissed her lips, then embraced her passionately. She responded

happily , our tongues intertwining, as if conveying our hearts, our emotions, and even

a touch of love.
Her tongue was soft and smooth, its delicate fragrance carrying a hint of her own fluids—I loved it.
After a long kiss, we parted. I gently held her in my arms, and she nestled against me. We

savored the afterglow of our passion, remaining quiet for a while.
"I have to go," I said gently, pushing her away and bending down to pick up my school uniform.
"Are you leaving already?... " The teacher's voice was a little plaintive, but I wasn't moved. I answered softly,

"Yes..." Then I stood up and put on my clothes. The teacher also stood up and helped me button up my shirt

and zip up my pants, even adjusting the position of my penis.
Yes, the teacher was truly a gentle and considerate woman. I touched her face and kissed her forehead to

express my gratitude.
After helping me get everything ready, the teacher used her hand to tidy up my slightly messy hair, then picked up her...

The teacher was wearing a dress. Before she was fully dressed, I grabbed her large breasts and began to knead them, then gave

her a deep kiss before turning to leave. She finished dressing, grabbed me, and said, "Are you

really leaving? I want to stay a little longer..."
I smiled helplessly and said, "I have to go. It'll probably be lunchtime soon, and you have class this afternoon

. Besides, you need to go home to shower and change, so we can't stay any longer, right

?" I walked towards the door.
Just as I was about to open it, I suddenly turned back. I saw a joyful

light and a smile on her lips. She then ran towards me, beaming, and said, "You...you're not

leaving?! We can stay a little longer..."
Her eyes were pleading; I think she really wanted me to stay.
I just found it funny and said, "No! I just want to ask if you still want this." I pulled

her red bra from my pocket.
The teacher's eyes dimmed instantly, and she said dejectedly, "This... you've ruined it, it's unwearable

."
Knowing this would be the answer, I immediately replied, "Heh, then keep it as a souvenir!" I quickly stuffed

the bra back into my pocket. Without waiting for the teacher's reply, I turned and left, exiting the meeting room.
I first went to the professor's office to make sure no one was there, because even if no one paid attention to the commotion in the meeting room, the teacher

's moans were so loud they would easily attract attention. But even if someone was there, it wouldn't matter; I

just
the professor's office was empty. It seemed my affair with the teacher was perfectly concealed.
Why was I so sure no one had discovered it? Because I had also checked all the teachers' schedules, and

all of them had classes this period. My teacher and I were very lucky; we might not have this opportunity again.
I didn't go straight back to the classroom; I went to the cooperative to buy drinks to quench my thirst, as I had consumed quite a bit of "water"

earlier .
After drinking the beverage and regaining some energy, I headed towards the classroom.
Arriving at the classroom door, I said, "Report!" This was the etiquette for entering the classroom midway through the lesson. "Come in," the electronics teacher

replied while lecturing. He didn't ask any further questions; it seemed the class monitor had already reported my

whereabouts . I returned to my seat.
"Xiao Du, why did you take so long? More than three hours!" my classmate next to me asked.
I glanced at the clock; it was 11:40. Hmm, very close to my estimate. Lunchtime was approaching. I replied

, "It's that gossipy teacher again, all that nonsense, wasting my time." Of course, that was a lie; a whole lot of suggestive

scenes were the truth.
"Phew... I'm so tired, I want to take a nap, don't bother me." I used a "sleep escape" to avoid

further questioning from my classmate.
In our class, almost all teachers wouldn't mind if you slept in class, as long as you didn't disturb them.
"So, do you want me to buy you lunch later?" Phew, having a classmate like that isn't bad. "Oh, no, I

don't want to eat." I declined his offer.
Lying on my desk, I tried to sort out my chaotic thoughts.
The whole morning felt wonderful. I had sex with my teacher, making love for over two hours, doing everything I could

to satisfy her. Thinking about it, I felt a mix of excitement, restlessness, and complicated emotions

.
I felt annoyed and decided to stop thinking about it and just let it happen naturally.
As I sat there, images of making love with my teacher surfaced in my mind…
Making love in an air-conditioned room on a hot day is indeed a pleasure, feeling each other's body heat and

pleasing one another. That warmth and comfort, combined with my teacher's passion, her wantonness, and her allure, lingered

in my mind, and my penis became erect again.
Although I had ejaculated three times that morning, and although my teacher's physical condition wasn't the best, I still wanted to

have sex with her again, to fuck her hard with my penis, to make her feel like she was dying of pleasure, to make her beg for mercy. Perhaps, I had developed some indescribable feelings for my

teacher .
Thinking and thinking, I drifted off to sleep from exhaustion...
(V) The Campus at Night
I don't know how much time passed before I regained some consciousness. Ah, I must have slept for a long time

! I vaguely remember someone calling me to get up, but I replied, "Don't bother me." Hmm, it's all

quiet , school must be over by now! If school is over, then I should leave.
I opened my sleepy eyes with all my might, oh dear! It was pitch black all around, the sky was already quite dark,

judging , it must be seven or eight o'clock.
I finally woke up, I quickly sat up straight, stretched, and yawned,

when suddenly : "Ah! You're up." The voice was full of surprise, I was startled, and quickly turned around to

look...
Ah! It was the teacher. She was smiling at me and said, "Hmm, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
I smiled, not knowing what to say. The teacher took out a plastic bag and said to me in a cheerful tone

, "You haven't eaten yet, have you? You must be starving. Here, have some McDonald's." Yes, my stomach was

rumbling; I was so hungry.
I didn't grab anything right away and asked the teacher in a slightly sleepy voice, "How did you know I hadn't eaten

?"
The teacher smiled and replied, "Your classmates said you'd been sleeping since the fourth period this morning, so I had to tell

them not to disturb you."
The teacher paused, then continued, "As soon as school was over, I went straight to buy McDonald's for your dinner

."
I interrupted, "What if I suddenly left?"
The teacher hesitated for a moment and said, "Hmm… I didn't think that far ahead. When I came back, you were still sleeping,

so I waited for you to wake up."
I thought for a moment and asked, "What time is it now?"
The teacher looked at her watch and replied, "Oh, 7:15." Wow, I'd slept for almost eight hours!
I felt a sweet warmth in my heart because the teacher had waited for me for almost three hours just to let me have a

good meal. I turned around, kissed the teacher, and said, "Thank you." The teacher lowered her head and

whispered , "There's nothing to thank me for."
The teacher looked up, placed the plastic bag on the table, and said to me, "Here, have something to eat."
I shook my head slightly, because I had an urge that was much more important than eating. I

said to the teacher, "Teacher, I need to go to the toilet first." Yes, just to the toilet, don't get the wrong idea.
I hadn't gone to the toilet since my "fight" with the teacher, and now I felt like my bladder was about to burst;

I was .
The teacher shook her head slightly and said, "Then, I'll go with you." I nodded, got up, and

walked out of the classroom.
It was still pitch black outside, with only a few faint lights from the sky.
The school was cool at night, with a gentle breeze that was truly refreshing; generally speaking, this was

the best time for a walk.
I hurried towards the restroom, but the teacher called out, "Hey! Wait...wait for me..." I slowed down,

and when she reached my side, I asked, "Is something wrong?"
She shook her head hastily and whispered, "No...nothing...it's just...it's so dark...I'm

scared..."
I suddenly thought she was so cute; even at around forty, she spoke like a little girl.
I smiled, pulled her closer, held her warm hand, and softly said, "It's okay,

I'm here with you."
She smiled happily, her arms tightly wrapped around mine, and I felt her

soft breasts against my arm.
Once inside the restroom, I turned on the light, the bright light

stinging , and the teacher squinted too. I quickly went to the urinal, unzipped my pants, and pulled out my

erect penis, swollen from the urge to urinate. As the urine powerfully gushed out, a wave of liberating pleasure washed over my penis.
Whew…that felt so good…
I glanced back at my teacher; she was leaning against the door, her eyes fixed on me. I smiled at her, and she

gave me a sweet smile in return. I pulled my penis back into my pants, washed it at the sink,

and only then did I fully recover. At that moment, I didn't want to go straight back to the classroom to eat; I wanted to properly "

thank " the teacher who had waited for me.
Under the light, I looked her up and down. She had changed her clothes; she was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and

a black long skirt befitting a teacher, along with black high heels and a

small black backpack. Now, she was a stunningly beautiful woman.
I walked to the door, put my arm around her waist, and gave her a deep kiss, while my other hand restlessly

caressed her breasts. She responded passionately to my kiss, making soft "mmm" sounds.
My tongue swirled vigorously around the teacher's, trying to convey my passion for her. I also

sucked hard on her saliva, and with each movement of my tongue, my hands squeezed her

breasts .
We finally separated after a long while. The teacher's pretty face was slightly flushed, and with a teasing tone, she smiled and said,

"You're very excited, aren't you? What do you want to do?"
I quickly unbuttoned the teacher's black shirt and kissed her, saying, "I want to fuck you."
The teacher then smiled seductively, "You're already so restless after just waking up, you little devil."
As she spoke, her hand moved to my crotch, caressing my penis. As I unbuttoned the teacher

's shirt and took it off, her large breasts sprang out, and their change made my eyes light up:

the teacher was wearing another bra, and what excited me was that it was the same as everything she wore—a black lace

bra. It seemed the teacher had put some thought into her outfit! And it must have been for me; my heart

leaped with joy.
I lowered my head, kissing the part of her breasts that peeked out from her bra, while my hands reached behind her back to unhook it

. I peeled off her bra, and her large breasts reappeared before my eyes, still as

tempting .
I placed her shirt and bra together on the sink, and she then took off my student

shirt .
I squeezed her breasts and licked her nipples with ecstasy, when a question suddenly popped into my

head . Without hesitation, I asked, "Teacher, how big are your breasts?"
She was aroused by me, panting and moaning, "Mmm...mmm...three...mmm thirty

...six...D...mmm..."
Wow, they were indeed large! But I felt it must be more than that, because her bra couldn't even cover her

breasts; she was the woman with the biggest breasts I had ever met.
I sucked on her brown nipples while removing her long skirt, and she held my head, moaning continuously

...
As soon as her skirt hit the ground, wow! Good heavens, her panties were also black, but slightly

see-through, revealing her thick pubic hair clearly. Without the concealment of her long skirt, her long, shapely legs, no less alluring than her upper body,

were displayed before me. Gray stockings clung to her thighs, subtly revealing their beautiful

lines , and at the ends of her thighs were black high heels.
The teacher, stripped down to only her panties, stockings, and high heels, resembled a leading lady in an adult film.

However , her overall attributes were by no means inferior; she possessed the allure and sensuality of a mature woman, along with

a perfectly maintained, voluptuous, and seductive body.
I stopped my assault on her breasts and shifted my focus, my hand rubbing her clitoris through her panties while I

continued to kiss her. I started to notice that the teacher's black panties were a little wet, so I slipped my hand inside and stroked

her pubic hair. The teacher went limp, resting her head on my shoulder, moaning softly.

Her moans made my heart itch. I went deeper, rubbing her clitoris inside her panties, and then

inserted her already wet vagina.
The teacher's moans grew louder, making my penis throb. I pulled down her panties, my fingers

still moving in and out.
"Ah...ah...um...it's so itchy...ah..."
After adjusting her panties, I said, "Want to stop the itch?"
The teacher resisted the overwhelming pleasure, almost screaming, "Yes...yes...please fuck me

...! Hurry!"
I moved the teacher to a wall in front of the toilet, turned her around, and said, "If you want it, quickly

brace yourself against the wall with your hands."
The teacher did as I said. I took off my pants, underwear, shoes, and socks, revealing my penis,

which had . Without saying a word, I thrust it into the teacher's vagina in one go. The teacher seemed to be stimulated, and

her body suddenly trembled violently.
My waist began to piston-like, and the teacher's hands had to brace against the wall while receiving powerful thrusts from behind.

She couldn't help moan, "Good brother... brother... ahh... harder... fuck... fuck me to pieces... ah

... so good...
so good..." I freed one hand to touch the teacher's breasts, while the other hand grabbed the teacher's buttocks,

and thrust even more intensely.
"Slut... feels good, doesn't it... whose penis do you like the most?" I asked the teacher to

distract so as not to ejaculate too quickly.
"Ah...it's...Jiawei's...big cock...I want...ah...I want you...to fuck me

for a lifetime ...it feels so good..."
For some reason, hearing the teacher say that made me want to ejaculate even more. This was bad; I had to hurry.
To help the teacher reach orgasm faster, I increased my speed, so fast that she couldn't moan anymore;

all I could hear were screams: "Ah...ah...um...ahhh...oh..."
Hearing the teacher's cries, ugh...I was about to lose control.
At that moment, the teacher was also approaching orgasm, "Ahhh...I...I'm orgasming...ahhh...

I'm coming...ahhh..."
I quickly pulled my penis out, and I saw some clear liquid spurting from the teacher's vaginal opening, some of it splashing onto my

thighs; it was very hot. Without giving the teacher a chance to rest, I immediately inserted my fingers into her vagina again,

thrusting , while my other hand held the teacher's plump buttocks.
"Ahhh...it feels so good...so comfortable...ahhh..." The teacher was using my fingers to experience

waves of orgasm.
With my help, the teacher's body convulsed, and she slumped against the wall to the ground. I pulled my fingers, which were covered in her

vaginal fluid , out, knelt down, and put them in her mouth. She weakly

licked them with her tongue and swallowed her fluid. I gently helped her up and helped her sit against the wall. I

knelt beside her, touched her face, and asked, "Was it good?" A smile appeared on her lips,

and she pouted, gently punching my chest. "You're so mean..."
I laughed. She was so cute. I lifted her slightly flushed face and gently kissed her.
The teacher reached out her soft hand and grasped my erection, rubbing my glans with her

thumb stroking it back and forth. She looked at me, then lowered her head to focus on stroking, whispering, "Let me make you

feel good...!" Then she looked up, her eyes seeking my opinion.
I nodded and sat down against the wall. The teacher's hand never left my penis, and

she changed positions as I moved.
She knelt beneath me, her warm palm rubbing against my erect penis, making it grow stronger in her

hands . She smiled, looking up at me with a seductive grin, and said, "Look, it's

getting bigger."
I reached out to stroke her hair. She glanced at me, as if knowing what I was thinking, and lowered

her head…
The next second, her tongue intertwined with the head of my penis. Not wanting to delay any longer, I

pressed her head down with my right hand. She hadn't expected this, and as soon as she took my penis in, she vomited, "Ugh…"

She
scolded, "I wasn't even ready, and you… hit my throat! You almost made me

throw up…"
She touched her neck and said, "Don't worry, I'll serve you well." Then

she knelt down and took my penis in her mouth.
The teacher was sucking and spitting out my penis, and my hands weren't idle either, kneading her large, snow-white breasts. The teacher,

with my penis in her mouth, let out soft moans, and her sucking speed increased.
This time, the teacher was giving me oral sex without any tricks; her tongue worked in tandem with her mouth, going in and out,

giving immense pleasure. Her tongue teased the head of my penis from time to time, and

slid back and forth along the base of my shaft.
My hands stroked the teacher's head, smoothing her messy hair, my eyes admiring her energetic

performance , watching her plump buttocks thrust back and forth, her large, snow-white breasts pressing against the floor.
"Ugh..." I was about to ejaculate.
I gripped the teacher's head slightly, and the teacher, understanding my situation, increased the speed of her head

movements, my penis instantly reaching the point of climax. I stood up, grabbed the teacher's head, and thrust my lower body

forward ...
"Pfft!!" Hot semen spurted into the teacher's mouth again.
The teacher let out a "Ugh!" and began to suck with all her might. I felt my semen volume had decreased, which

was understandable given how many times we'd done it, though I still ejaculated quite a few times.
The teacher's mouth, with increasingly slow manipulation, finally left my penis, a few drops of

semen . Instead of standing up, she remained kneeling before me, gazing up at me. I couldn't guess

what she was going to do.
The answer soon became clear: the teacher slowly opened her mouth… Oh my god! It was filled with my thick

semen. Her tongue then emerged, stirring the thick semen like she was mixing coffee. The fiery red

tongue and the thick white semen created a striking contrast. The teacher's lustful eyes stared intently at me,

her tongue smeared with semen on her upper and lower lips and the area around them.
I was a little stunned, and my penis began to stir.
Seeing my dazed expression, the teacher's hands became even more restless, kneading her large breasts, her fingers

circling .
Suddenly, the teacher swallowed all the semen with a "gulp," wiping

the residue from her mouth with her tongue. She slowly stood up, leaning against me, gently guiding my now-erect

penis with her hand, and whispered, "You can still get it up? That's great! Hehe..."
I didn't want to linger, so I pinched her right breast and said, "Teacher, let's go back to the classroom."

"Is it okay?"
Without thinking, the teacher readily agreed, "Okay."
Then, she lowered her head and kissed the head of my penis, immediately taking my hand and smiling, "

Let's go !"
I led the teacher to the sink, picked up my clothes, and turned to her, saying, "Teacher, shall we

go back like this?"
The teacher hesitated for a moment, then said tentatively, "But, what if someone..."
I straightened my face and said, "Are we going or not?"
The teacher lowered her head, somewhat shyly, and said, "Okay..."
Hearing this, I gathered all my clothes with one hand and took her hand with the other, walking out of the restroom.
In the dim light, the teacher, wearing only high heels, had a hazy beauty, and

a strange . Walking naked on campus felt strange, but having such a sexy

beauty like the teacher beside me was incredibly exciting.
As soon as the teacher came out of the restroom, she hid behind me, as if afraid of being discovered.
I wouldn't let her do that. I turned around and, "Smack!!" slapped her plump, white

buttocks.
"What are you afraid of!? We've already done it." I said, my expression displeased and my tone slightly annoyed.
"Ouch...but, but...what if someone's still in school and they see us?"

The teacher kept glancing around as she spoke.
"Weren't you afraid in the toilet just now!?" I had to tease her a little.
"That...that's...sigh...it's different..." The teacher clearly didn't know how to answer, as

we were about to cross the playground.
"Come on, you're not afraid of anything when you want to do it, but you're terrified when you can't. Aren't you ashamed!"
I scratched my cheek with my finger.
The teacher pouted, put her hands on her hips, and stammered, "Who...
who...who's afraid..." Seeing her defiant look, I wanted to pin her down even more, pointing my finger at her

nose and saying, "You can't even speak clearly, who do you think you are!?" The
teacher puffed out her large breasts and said arrogantly, "Hmph! I'm not afraid..."
Hehe! That's exactly what I was waiting for. It seems my reverse psychology worked quite well on her. I immediately replied, "Okay,

let's go for a walk on the playground."
The teacher looked hesitant, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "Okay, but we can't stay

too long... I'm afraid of the cold..."
Good heavens! What kind of excuse is that? On this hot night, I even wanted to strip naked and enjoy the air conditioning

. Afraid of the cold? Hilarious!
Anyway, I finally achieved my goal. I casually tossed my clothes into the bushes nearby and led the teacher

towards the playground

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