[With a female teacher in high school]

This story is true; it happened to me, and only a few of my closest friends know about it. I don't know

what everyone will think after reading this, but my feeling is that

teachers who appear serious and rigid on stage are also human beings, and also vibrant women.
It was during my second year of high school, on an afternoon during a holiday tutoring session. During holiday tutoring, teachers usually

leave right after class and don't stay in their offices.
I was the chemistry class representative at the time. One afternoon, it was the last class, an hour and a half long,

and it happened be chemistry. I didn't give the teacher any face and slept on my desk for more than half an hour, even having a dream—

a rather erotic one at that (it just so happened). The teacher saw that I was sleeping so soundly that she

woke me up and asked me to go get some test papers for my classmates as homework. It seemed like a few papers were missing, and if they were, I had to run to

the copy shop 200 meters away to make some copies and, incidentally, wake myself up. I shook my head as I took the key (our teacher

thought no one was in the office; usually, teachers leave by this time), walked from the fifth-floor classroom to the first-floor office,

and opened the door with the key.
The first thing I saw was a pair of terrified eyes, belonging to a chemistry teacher in my grade. Let me introduce her: she

was about twenty-eight or twenty-nine, newly married, the cold, professional type.
Then I saw a man and a woman engaging in sexual activity on the computer screen, and I could hear a woman's moans coming from her headphones

(no wonder she didn't hear my footsteps). Next, I saw a hand reaching under her skirt into her underwear, white

lace panties, and her flushed cheeks.
I froze, and she froze too. Then she opened her mouth and said something, her voice choked so hard I couldn't hear her. Instinctively, I

went into the room and closed the door.
In the next few seconds, I could almost hear the surge of sex hormones in my body. My mind went blank,

but my feet moved towards her. She first covered her private parts with her skirt, her eyes slowly changing from terror to confusion,

her thighs rubbing back and forth. I said what I think was the most appropriate thing I'd said so far:

"Teacher, do you need any help?"
Then I walked up to her and held my erect penis in front of her. She lowered her head first, then nodded.

I ran over and locked the door. When I returned, she had gotten up, and I didn't know what she was going to do. I pushed her back

onto the stool, took off my pants, and put my penis to her mouth. She hesitated, but still took my glans into her mouth. I

looked very comfortable, but she looked very painful, for reasons unknown.
About three minutes later, I spread her legs, took off her underwear, and found that her pubic hair was very thick.

Since it was my first time, I couldn't find the vaginal opening, so I just groped around randomly, and she even moaned. Later,

when I found the vaginal opening, I imitated the movies and put my hand in and out, making a lot of splashing sounds. Then I

couldn't resist and put my penis in. As for how I felt at that time?
Sorry, I've forgotten. My mind was completely blank. I only remember that later I wanted to imitate the

people in the movies and put my finger into her anus, but it seemed very uncomfortable. She had been looking very comfortable, but when I

just put my finger in a little, she pushed my hand away in pain.
Later, I remember ejaculating twice. The first time, she sensed it just before I was about to ejaculate and pulled my penis out

, ejaculating onto the ground. The second time, I ejaculated directly inside her. I forgot the specific details; I was too nervous, haha.
After we finished, she sat on a chair, panting heavily, her expression still dazed. I wiped

my penis , put my pants back on, grabbed my test paper, and left.
Now, thinking back, I guess the sudden sobriety after we finished scared me a bit.

After all, it felt like I had violated ethics and morality. I don't

know how she handled it afterward; everything just seemed normal.
In the days that followed, I ran into her a few times, but always when I was sober, so nothing happened

. She remained cold, and when I saw her, I would just nod and say hello to her, as if nothing had ever happened.
After graduation, I went back to school to see her a few times. Every time I saw her, I thought of that day, which made us

feel even closer. Other classmates didn't understand, so I told them I had attended her after-school classes.
I can't say her name or school, but she has a black mole on the left side of her buttock, below her waist.

I wonder if anyone has seen it.
[The End
]

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