Accounting teacher around 30 years old, 160 centimeters tall. Not good looking but passable. She has a good figure, long legs, and is about 35, 24, 35 in three dimensions, which is pretty good for an oriental. Her skin is very smooth, delicate and fair. She speaks in a soft voice and has very provocative eyes and tone of voice. She usually dresses up in a very sexy and sexy way, with a flirtatious spirit in her bones, so she is always the topic of conversation among our schoolmates.
It is said that her husband is abroad, money is not lacking, but the heart is very empty seems to have an affair with several male teachers. There are many boys who have a crush on her, but I am disgusted with her, I just can’t stand it. To the school is a lesson, but not to pimp, why dress up like this, not at all like the red candles that light themselves to light up others, to like a true pheasant.
The day it happened was a Tuesday afternoon and it was the accounting teacher’s class. I didn’t have the heart for the class because I already understood the content, and it was already after four o’clock, and only our grade was still in session, all other classes were dismissed, and the whole building seemed empty.
I was chatting with my classmate and she walked up to me and “snapped” my head with the book in her hand, “Why are you talking in class? Now give me to stand to the back of the classroom to go, after class to the office.” I stood at the back of the classroom, 120 times dissatisfied in my heart. More than an hour later finally out of class, copy, watching others go home I have to stay in the fire a burst of up, just want to beat him up. The same table came over and said: “Want to beat her right? If you have the ability to “solve” her.” I echoed: “You give me ready condoms, do not leave traces, eat to wipe their mouths.”
“You, now follow me to the office.” I walked behind the accounting teacher, since it was backlit so from her back her body did look well maintained, like a figure 8, knowing that a woman’s body gets out of shape after 25. Today she wore a super short skirt and her whole buttocks held the skirt up enough to look plump. On top, she wore a blue sweatshirt, not the tight kind, but with a big chunk of her back exposed, her smooth white skin exposed. I also smelled Chanel No. 5. Did have the urge to fuck her. When I got to the office she asked me to write a check, I disagreed and she said don’t go home until you write it. I still hadn’t put pen to paper and she said, “I’ll see when you wait to write it, I’m on duty tonight, so don’t write it if you can.” No fucking wonder all the other teachers in the office had left and she wasn’t as good as this going back. After that she grabbed a book from the drawer and read it.
I had no choice but to write. I didn’t know how to write much more than that, so I stopped writing and thought.
Ms. Torture was reading Freud’s “The Heart of Love” (a foreign yellow book, but tasteful). Sitting in a particularly poor legs crossed on the writing desk, she probably looked fascinated by the body’s unnatural movements, legs rubbing against each other, and then separated. I sat face to face with the teacher, of course, I saw the panties, black hollowed out lace kind, very close to the body, God, there are a few pubic hairs exposed.
Her chest rose and fell with her breathing, a pair of breasts moving up and down rhythmically. Her breasts were plump and even though the blouse wasn’t very small it was held up enough. Since the blouse was backless I guessed she wasn’t wearing a bra, so the prominent nipples were vaguely visible. The front of the teacher’s blouse was low-cut, so I could see a deep cleavage, plus the full breasts, wow, my blood pressure rose when I looked at them, and now I understood why so many guys were infatuated with her. My dick was restless at this point.
Such a good time, there was no one else in the building, and the teacher was so tantalizing right now, it seemed like the right time to settle her, both sexually and to relieve her hatred, based on two things! I got up and unlocked the door and walked towards the teacher.
“What are you doing locking the door?” She seemed to understand everything when she saw the tent sticking up in my pants and the lustful look in her eyes. A trace of panic appeared on her face. Probably because of reading pornographic books and magazines, cheeks a little red, so tempting. “Solve you ah.” Who let you keep me. Then he grabbed her hands and kissed her all over her face and neck. The teacher kept doing this useless resistance, the more she resisted, the more excited I was, my penis was getting harder and harder, and pushed heavily on her belly. “Don’t what, if you keep this up I’ll scream.” “Scream, no one will hear you even if you scream through your throat.” She seemed to remember that she was the only one on duty here today, and to call someone she had to go to the communication room, which was the only place that was occupied at this hour. It’s easy to say, but it’s at least 300 meters from the office, and even if she screams from the window on the fifth floor, the chance of it reaching there is zero. she stopped screaming, she understood that today was the end of the line, but she still resisted me. Then her strength became less and less, it seemed that she was completely disappointed.
After that, I was certainly nonchalant and kissed my teacher on her lips and neck. She shook her head to prevent me from kissing, so I caressed her tantalizing body through her clothes. Her breasts were very elastic and soft, and it was damn comfortable to mold them. I also molded her legs, luckily there were no stockings, so I could easily touch her from her knees to the base of her thighs. The skin was delicate and elastic, great. When I removed the blouse, both breasts jumped out as if they had been released from their bindings. The areola and nipple were actually pink, I heard that only teenage girls are like this, so it seemed to be well maintained.
I kissed my teacher’s breasts and followed the example of the porn movies by circling my nipples with my tongue, sometimes biting them gently. My technique was quite good, and not long after that the teacher had a reaction, her breathing became more rapid, her breasts began to get bigger and her nipples began to harden, accompanied by moans from time to time.
She started kissing me on the mouth, she stuck her tongue into my mouth, her tongue just made contact with mine and then backed away, after a while it came back in, that’s when I seized the opportunity to wrap my tongue around hers for a French kiss. I quickly removed my teacher’s panties and flipped my skirt up to my waist. My hands slowly moved from her breasts to her hidden areas, her pubic hair was very dense and molded to be fluffy and soft, her body shook when she touched her pussy. A trace of lust had already flowed out, and the book had helped a lot.
Her labia majora were fatter and I kept stroking them, continuing deeper inward, and when I touched her clitoris the teacher let out a long ah.
“No…don’t…don’t do this…” she moaned.
I kept stimulating my clitoris and a steady stream of her lewdness came out and got all over my hand. I put my lewd hand in her mouth for her to lick. She moaned as she licked. She then helped me take off my pants and my dick jumped out, the teacher kept stroking it, she seemed to like it a lot. She started sucking my dick, wow, the teacher that so many people wanted to fuck was now sucking my dick, it was nice to think about it. Even though she wasn’t very good at it. I pulled my dick out of her mouth, it was now glans red and ready to go. I laid my teacher down on the desk so that she lay face upwards and put her legs over my shoulders. I didn’t rush to penetrate, but rubbed my glans against the lips of my pussy while one hand cupped my breasts and the other rubbed my clit.
“Ah…ah…suffer…can’t stand it…come on…thrust…come on…”
“What did you say?”
“Come on in.”
“Into there?” I asked deliberately.
“Pussy…vagina…”
“Say it kinky?”
“Fuck me…fuck…fuck me.”
“So good.” I adjusted the blubber n angle and plunged in at once, straight into the center of the flower. It was slippery due to the amount of lewd water, and it went in at once. It was really comfortable inside the vagina, wrapping my dick tightly. And then the piston movement began.
“Ah…ah…ah…harder…with…harder…thrust…so…comforting…so…satisfying…don’t stop…down” her whimsical words rose above the rest, a powerful stimulus for me. …serve…don’t stop…down” Her whimsical words came out in a high pitch and were a powerful stimulus for me, feeling my cock get even harder. It wasn’t long before the teacher said she couldn’t do it anymore, but I didn’t care and kept pumping my cock.
“No…no…okay…I…I…am…going…to…lose it…” and sure enough my dick felt a rush of water coming on, it was so comfortable, I pumped for almost 10 more minutes and also saw that I was going to cum, after a couple of quick jerks, when pulling my dick out cum shot out on the teacher’s pubic hair and her belly.
The teacher cleaned up the cum and said to me, “You’re the baddest, boldest student I’ve ever met, you’re bad.”
I hugged my teacher and groped my breasts, “You deliberately lured me into making a mistake, you can’t blame me.”
“You’re so good, you can last so long, you make me feel so good.”
“It must be a long time since you’ve had sex, so of course it’s good when you’ve had manna for a long time. Besides, it’s not like I’m a salty Superman who uses up all his energy in just 3 minutes!”
She laughed and said, “My husband’s been out of the country again for three, four months now, and sometimes he reads a pornographic book or porno and then masturbates, but of course he doesn’t have a real intercourse over it.”
“Want to come back?” She blushed and nodded.
“Unfortunately, having just cum, I can’t get hard for a while.” I said.
“It’s okay, I’ll help you.” After saying that the teacher helped me blow my horn again, cool! I licked up the teacher’s pussy myself, forming a 69 with her. Her little mouth was really useful, in no time it got hard again, the penis was thrusting in her mouth, probably too comfortable, in no time it exploded in the teacher’s mouth. Surprisingly, she ate it without hesitation.
Looking at the teacher with some cum dripping from the corners of her mouth already extreme her lustful expression and eyes, I got another erection, I really doubt my potential.
Of course she’s happy to be a teacher. She wants more. I had no choice but to let her. She stood in front of the desk with her legs apart and climbed on the desk, asking me to attack from behind. I held her waist with one hand and squeezed her breasts with the other, while touching and penetrating that charming vagina. Each thrust would hit her ass with a popping sound, already the zippy sound of a pole penis penetrating a lust filled vagina. The teacher started her lewd cries again, each one so eloquent.
Soon my teacher reached orgasm and I could feel the contraction of my vaginal muscles, trying to squeeze out my semen in general. For my part, I ejaculated the pleasure of intercourse and my previous unhappiness into my teacher along with my cum.
That day’s check was not written, of course. From then on, my accounting teacher would come to me when she had a sexual need to see me alone on the pretext of not listening in class or tutoring me. I had crazy sex with my accounting teacher until I graduated. Now I really miss that time.