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Long-awaited sex with the teacher 

As soon as I stepped out of the school gate, a torrential downpour began. I took shelter under the eaves, opened my small umbrella, and felt like
I could barely move.
The sound of a motorcycle came from behind me, then stopped beside me.
It was our teaching assistant, not yet thirty, with a somewhat憨厚 (honest and simple) and goofy look, small eyes, but
a very humorous and straightforward personality, and a gentle nature.
The professor had been unwell lately, and he had been covering our classes.
I genuinely liked him.
"Fang, aren't you going home yet? Is the rain too heavy to walk?"
"Teacher Lei, you haven't left yet?"
I said, "This rain came so suddenly, I have to wait a bit before I can leave."
"Where are you going? I'll take you to the subway station?"
he asked.
"Is that alright? Is it convenient for you? I'll go to the University station."
I was pleasantly surprised.
"Sure, get on, but you'll have to stay under my raincoat for a bit."
He smiled, the kind of happy smile that comes from helping someone.
I got on the motorcycle and pulled my small body under his raincoat. It was a little hot and stuffy, but with the rain so
heavy, it was the only way.
"You can hold onto my clothes, don't be afraid, I'm very safe riding,"
his voice came from above, sounding a little distant through the raincoat.
"Okay, thank you,"
I said.
Soon, I felt the motorcycle moving.
For a while, we were both quiet, only the sound of raindrops outside could be heard.
The university station was built for our school, and we would arrive soon.
I thought he wouldn't talk to me again.
But unexpectedly, as we approached, he suddenly asked me, "Xia, where do you live?"
He no longer called me "classmate," but called me by my name directly.
"Teacher Lei, I live in the school dormitory, in the building in Area A."
Our school doesn't have a dormitory area, only some dormitory buildings scattered off-campus.
The one in Area A is one of the better ones, with many single apartments. I heard that many teachers on campus also rent
there.
"...I live in that building too? How come I've never seen you before?"
He paused for a moment and said.
"Really? I live on the 8th floor, room 817!"
My crush lives so close to me? I was overjoyed.
"I live downstairs, in 603,"
he said. "Then I can just give you a ride home... I think we've already missed the subway
station while we're talking."
"Okay, thank you!"
I was completely hidden inside my raincoat, unable to see outside, but it felt like a lot of time had passed, so I guessed he had accidentally missed
it.
Sitting behind him, because of the narrowness of my raincoat, I had to press myself against his back.
At first, I was a little embarrassed and tried to keep a small distance. Even though I liked him,
I couldn't do anything because of the teacher-student relationship.
But just now, because we were chatting a bit more relaxed, I couldn't help but press myself against him.
My hand, which was originally carefully holding the hem of his clothes, had somehow ended up around his waist—still lightly
, of course, but the position had changed.
Since we knew we lived in the same building, we naturally started chatting.
For example, what are some good restaurants nearby, which milk tea shop has the best flavor, which supermarket offers the best deals...
I never imagined chatting with my teacher would be so easy, even though he's just a teaching assistant.
My arms unconsciously tightened around him, and because I got tired of sitting, I adjusted my posture slightly,
causing my entire chest to press against his back.
"Professor Lei, do you always get off work this late? Don't you need to pick up your girlfriend?"
I asked tentatively.
"I just left a little late today. Didn't your class just submit their papers? I'm helping the professor review them. My
girlfriend and I don't live together; she works in the next city, so we only see each other on weekends."
He replied completely, and I heard all the information I wanted to hear.
Sigh, he has a girlfriend! But, I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I felt something change in his lower body.
Unfortunately, he quickly rode to the dormitory building, and I quickly crawled out from under my raincoat, taking a deep breath of fresh
air.
Seeing me like this, he smiled apologetically, saying he hadn't expected us to live in the same building, and he hadn't thought I'd have to
stay under his raincoat for so long.
I quickly thanked him and went upstairs to wash up.
About an hour later, I received a text from him: "Xia, I found
your phone number in your class's database. Have you eaten yet? Want me to order takeout and we can eat together?"
I was surprised that he had gone out of his way to find my number, but then I remembered he had mentioned that he didn't know
anyone in this building, so maybe he just wanted someone to eat with.
...Or was it just my imagination that I felt something was wrong with him earlier? But he has a girlfriend now
, and they seem to be getting along quite well.
I thought about it, and although I was a little sad, I decided to let it go. Besides, it was raining heavily, and I was feeling a bit chilly, so I wanted to
get into bed and sleep as soon as possible.
"No need, I'm a little chilly and want to rest early, thank you."
For some reason, I told him I wasn't feeling well, but I was really sleepy, so I put down my phone and went to
sleep.
That night, I had a wet dream.
The next morning, I was woken up by noises at the door.
Still half asleep, I wanted to go back to my dream.
I've been separated from my ex-boyfriend for two years, and during that time I've relied on masturbation to satisfy my needs. It's rare to have a
wet dream, and I can't let it pass.
But the sounds at the door seem to be related to Teacher Lei.
I got out of bed and went to the door, looking through the peephole.
Sure enough, it was him.
Looking through the peephole, he seemed to be pacing back and forth in our direction, lingering, I don't know what he was doing.
Someone who had just passed by probably knew him and greeted him.
Just then, another teacher walked by and greeted him, "Teacher Lei, looking for someone on our floor?
Have you had lunch yet?"
He smiled and nodded, seemingly a little absent-minded.
So it was already noon? @? I slept until noon and even had a half-finished erotic dream. My crush was standing
lingering at my door.
I subconsciously touched my underwear; it was wet.
I kept staring through the peephole, wanting to see what he would do next.
Unexpectedly, this time I saw him standing in front of my door, hesitating for a few seconds before knocking.
I looked down at myself; I was wearing a slip dress.
So I turned around, grabbed a nightgown, put it on as an overcoat, and called out, "Coming, coming!"
as I opened the door.
"Lei..."
For some reason, seeing him in person when I opened the door still surprised me a little, and I
swallowed the word "teacher" whole. "You wanted to see me?"
"I... I didn't know if you were home. I thought you didn't eat last night, so I went to get
some beef noodles you said you liked yesterday to check if you'd had lunch..."
He lifted the bag in his hand, still hesitant, as if he were doing something he shouldn't be doing.
What's wrong with him now, the usually straightforward guy? But the next second, my mind went blank. I didn't know if I was touched by his
thoughtfulness in buying me my favorite noodles because I hadn't eaten, or if I was still haunted by my recent erotic dream.
I didn't care if he had a girlfriend or if he was my teacher. At that moment,
the identity of "teacher" held an even stronger, almost ascetic, allure for me.
I reached out and cupped his face, and kissed him.
But I only kissed him for a second before suddenly remembering that I was still standing in the hallway at lunchtime, and someone might
walk by.
But in that one second, the atmosphere between us became somewhat ambiguous.
I took the takeout box from his hand, tugged at his hand, and said, "Come in."
He walked behind me, carefully locking the door for me.
I put the takeout box on the coffee table, casually took off my coat, and turned to see him. We instinctively moved
closer to each other. He grabbed my shoulders, and I still cupped his face in my hands. We kissed passionately, like lightning striking.
After a few seconds of kissing, my hands left his face and began to wander downwards.
I started to unbuckle his belt. For a moment, he was startled, but quickly recovered and began
to pull down my tank top.
I guided him, and we sat on the sofa. I leaned back, and he pressed himself against me, having pulled my pajamas
down to my chest. His mouth gradually moved from my face down, kissing my neck, and then he bit down on my nipple and began to suckle
.
My breasts have always been very sensitive, especially my nipples. His licking made me go limp, and
I began to moan softly.
I tried to take off his shirt, but his head was against my chest, making it very difficult.
Amidst my moans, I managed to utter, "Mmm...mmm...Ray, your...clothes
...help me...take them off..."
He heard me, stood up, and lifted his head to kiss me deeply, his hands moving rapidly to unbutton my shirt.
But I couldn't wait; I grabbed his shirt with both hands, ripping off the remaining buttons.
I took the opportunity to pull down his pants, revealing his underwear, already bulging.
I was already lost in passion, my unfinished erotic dream already arousing me, and my crush was knocking on my
door.
Through his underwear, I kept touching his penis.
I looked up at him and found him gazing at me with affection, his eyes filled with desire.
I stared at him, smiled, and whispered, "Ray, I want to eat you."
I pulled down his underwear, and his already hard penis sprang out before me.
I eagerly grabbed it, put it in my mouth, and began to suckle with pleasure.
He must have been really enjoying it, his fingers darting haphazardly through my hair, letting out satisfied growls and calling my
name, "Ah... Xia... Xia..."
His voice was deep and seductive, and I licked him even harder.
He was excited, grabbing my head and making me suckle even more vigorously.
Soon, he asked me, "Xia, do you have a condom?"
I stopped, thought for a moment, and realized I didn't. I
hadn't been with a man for two years, relying entirely on myself. How could I have imagined him coming to my house today? "I, I didn't
bring one either..."
He was already flushed with pleasure, looking incredibly cute in my eyes.
I lay down on the sofa, and he immediately pounced on me, pulling up my legs and ripping off my underwear.
I spread my legs, grabbing his penis and trying to get him inside.
He was a little passive, relying entirely on my guidance.
He reached out and guided his penis, the head rubbing against my clitoris, making me feel so itchy.
He hesitated for a moment, then said again, "Xia, no condom..."
I reached out again, grabbing his hand, trying to push his penis inside.
My face was burning; I was going crazy with desire for him.
My breathing was rapid, my forehead was covered in sweat, and my voice was soft and weak: "Lei, please,
come in, I want you..."
He was also overwhelmed by lust, and with a thrust, his entire penis entered my body.
This was the first time I'd been penetrated without a condom by a man, and it was Lei, whom I found incredibly cute and sexy
. As my teaching assistant, this feeling of breaking free of abstinence made me increasingly aroused.
"Ah..."
Two years without real sex had made my vagina much tighter.
Fortunately, it was already quite wet, making Lei's entry relatively smooth, but the sudden stretching of my vagina still felt
a little strange, and I blurted out a cry.
Lei immediately stopped, leaned down to kiss me, and anxiously asked, "Xia? Are you alright?"
I was instantly moved by his gentle actions, and my desire and affection grew stronger.
"It's okay... I haven't done it in so long..."
I kissed him back and said, "Lei, your cock is so thick, so big... it fills me up completely... it feels so good
... I've been feeling empty for so long..."
I couldn't help but wrap my arms around his neck, staring at him with wide eyes.
His hands were on the sofa, and I slowly kissed him, gently kissing his arm.
"Xia, you're making me so itchy..."
He moved his hands, but his penis remained quietly inside me, waiting for me to adjust.
"Lei... I want you... I want you to fuck me... fuck me..."
My voice was low, filled with longing.
Lei lifted my thighs with his hands, powerfully supporting my lower body, and began to thrust! A long-lost pleasure
swept over me, and I felt my consciousness drifting further and further away.
At this moment, I closed my eyes tightly, my hands grabbing my breasts haphazardly, my mouth involuntarily
opening wide, panting, moaning... "Ah... ah... ah... ah..."
My mind went blank, I just wanted to scream, but the screams were a bit too loud, so I subconsciously closed my mouth, and the moans
immediately changed: "Hmm... mmm... hmm... hmm..."
In a daze, I heard Lei's low growl; he increased the speed of his thrusts, and even more forcefully! He said to me,
"Xia, scream it out, don't hold it in, scream it out..."
Soon, after a long absence of sex, I experienced my first orgasm.
"Mmm...mmm...ah...ah...woo..."
When I reached my climax, my moans sounded a bit like crying.
And in fact, I really did want to cry; it felt so good, so blissful.
Lei knew I had reached my climax, so he slowly stopped, pulled his penis out, and pulled me into his arms, kissing
me incessantly. He even lowered his head to suck on my nipples, making me feel ticklish and my heart flutter. I hugged him tightly.
"You had an orgasm, was it good?"
He was still very gentle, his warm body enveloping me.
I hummed
in response, my voice soft and tearful.
"You cried? What's wrong?"
He immediately hugged me tightly, gently hooking my chin with his hand, making me look up at him.
"I feel so happy,"
I laughed, snuggling closer to him. "I haven't had sex in two years, and you're the first
person to do it to me in all that time."
I deliberately made it sound a little suggestive. "I never thought we'd have sex. Actually, I really like you. I don't know
when it started, but it's been a while, probably since you started teaching us. Before you came to
teach, we rarely saw you. But I never imagined one day you'd come and do it to me, and do it
so well."
[The End]

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