Junior high school that year, I and a girl in the class hit it off, from the beginning of the flirting between classes to the development of the evening after school to send her home, the relationship is getting closer and closer, this is my first love it.
I was only 15 years old at the time, the first time I had such a close relationship with a girl, every time we got along we were so nervous that it’s still rather funny when I think about it. Our families live closer to each other, sometimes we would walk in a more secluded alley near our home, she had a good figure, her breasts were bigger and hemispherical, her legs were thinner, her skin was fair, the girl’s school uniform was a white blouse and sky blue skirt, probably because of her breasts being more erect, her clothes were always a little wrinkled on both sides of her breasts and flat in the middle.
”Maybe it’s holding up tight?” I peeked at her breasts, and my dick got hard without realizing it. I was embarrassed at the time, afraid that she would see my sweatpants holding up a piece, so I had to lean my body forward slightly and walk bent over, I wonder if she noticed at the time.
Later strolling through the alley more, the courage began to grow, but it is just to embrace her, gently kiss her face, her breasts pressed on my chest, soft, very elastic, so I make bad, the more I embrace the tighter, her breasts stick to my chest, the hemisphere turned into a flat ball. Stroking her back, I felt her skin smooth even through her school uniform.
Once after hugging, we then proceeded to fool around in the alley, and she blushed a little and said, “Your …… is so long”. I heard the brain buzzing, very embarrassed, must have just embraced her when the little brother has been on top of her, was found by her.
After similar things happened many times, my guts got a little bigger, huh? At that time, junior high school are required to stay at school at night to study late, 8 o’clock after the study, she and I walked home together.
One day after studying, we didn’t go straight home, but ran to that alley again. The houses on both sides of that alley were villas, and most of the residents were overseas Chinese or something, and they usually didn’t come back much, so it was rare for anyone to walk around. So under the dim streetlight, it was just me and her.
I leaned next to a street lamp, from behind her, face against her shoulder length short hair, you can see her breasts rise and fall, that day wearing a white shirt, although my hands around her waist can feel in the waist part of the school uniform is still quite loose, but the breasts seem to be taut a little tight. The uniform was white and thin, and the pattern of her bra was visible under the dim streetlight.
I gulped, my dick already restlessly pressed against her waist, my temples jutting out, my whole being in a bit of a trance. Though I was worried she’d flip out, my hands disobediently sneaked up from my waistline.
She obviously felt the movement of my hands and looked down at them, I was unusually nervous but my hands were still moving up, my thumbs were already touching a bit of something a bit hard, probably the bottom edge of my bra, my intentions were fully revealed, she was still watching, not saying a word, her chest was heaving and for a moment of fury, the air froze.
I rode the tiger, I couldn’t care less, I lifted my hands and had already gripped her plump breasts. That one
The sensation I felt was one I will never forget, an extremely soft and elastic sensation spreading rapidly from the tips of my five fingers.
To the cerebral cortex, a burst of fragrance ……
Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed my hands, like a blow to the head, all of a sudden making me extremely uneasy, what’s wrong with her? It must be that she didn’t like what I did, would she think I was nasty? Many speculations flashed through my mind in an electric instant. I saw her from behind with her head down, grabbing my hand as if she was watching, and I didn’t dare move a muscle.
Suddenly, all at once, she put my hands back on her breasts, her small hands still gripping mine. The summer school uniform was too thin, and at this point, I could feel that underneath her school uniform was not a bra, but a small, half-fitted tank top. Emboldened, I put my five fingers together and grabbed her breasts, the feeling of elasticity all over my hands making me dizzy!
Who knew that at that moment she would grab my hands and slowly rub them on my breasts, I loosened my five fingers and as she slowly rubbed both breasts my cock rose so hard that it seemed as if something was dripping out of my horse’s eye.
I couldn’t control myself a bit, and my lower body rubbed up near her tail keel one by one in rhythm with her. At that moment I felt something in my palm, a little something hard was pushing against my palm, I slowly rubbed her breasts and the little hard thing was twisting with it.
”Her nipples.”
I was a little delirious, but I still had common sense. Her hands slowly sent them away, my heart beating harder and harder, and my hands left her breasts and reached under her school uniform. The first thing I touched was her waist, a smooth feeling, and I explored upwards, feeling her little undershirt. This tank top was cotton. She tilted her head and looked at me, smiling, with a blush on her cheeks.
I bent over so that my hands could reach in. First my fingers lifted up her little tank top and found it to be stretchy, so I took advantage of the situation and flicked it upward, and two warm globes of flesh popped into my hand so fast I almost choked.
Stroking her silky skin, my fingers gently pinched her nipple, she gasped softly, I pinched and played with it with my forefinger and thumb, it turned out that a girl’s nipple is so big, like a peanut rice, a little long, the feel is different again from a breast, I couldn’t help but pinch it, and she immediately circled her hands backward around my neck, her eyes closed.
I panicked a little and busied myself by asking her if I was hurting her. She smiled weakly and shook her head, still with her eyes closed, and
Whispering, “It’s cozy, keep coming.”
I then rubbed her breasts with the palms of my hands, pinched the nipples with my fingers, and my movements grew bolder, pushing her nipples up and down, or pinching and trying to gently pull them out. I remember her biting her lip as I did this, and building her hand around my neck harder and harder ……
I pinched her nipples and kept kissing her neck as she moaned lowly. The blood gushes through my brain, the whole world receding around me like a tidal wave, and all that’s left is my heartbeat and hers.
I jerked her around and pinned her against the wall, and we faced each other. Her eyes were misty and her hair looked a little disheveled. I unbuttoned her blouse, and a pair of fleshy globes squeezed by a lifted cotton tank top leapt into view. Two pink nipples stood out proudly, with a few fine hairs on the areola.
I grabbed her breast regardless, the nipple sticking out from between my fingers, and I joined my index and middle fingers, rubbing them over and over, the nipple driving her areola, and she made a gagging sound deep in her throat, her hands roaming around my waist, caressing the small of my back.
I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but her hand touched my glans. Like a cold flash of lightning, I grabbed her small hand and pressed it on my penis, though through my pants, she was slowly groping and holding my penis little by little.
Still not satisfied, I grabbed her hand again and shoved it quickly into my panties. Her small hand was like a piece of cool silk, gently gripping my rod and giving my hot bottom an annealing sensation.
Sticky liquid oozed from my glans and coated her wrists, and with an inexplicable rush, I grabbed her breasts and lowered my head to take a bite out of her nipple, and she suppressed a yelp of surprise, followed by a moan.
With all my strength, I kept sucking on her pink nipples, teasing them with my tongue between sucks and nipping hard with my teeth at the skin of the areola on the fleshy globes.
I jerked my head up and bit her nipple, and she couldn’t help but grip my cock harder. I almost lost my sanity, holding her hand, and rimming it over and over on my cock, my rod rising up a little painfully, my other hand still powerfully ravaging her round globes of flesh, and lowering my head to take the nipple and suck on it furiously, a beastly murmur escaping from my throat.
She had a death grip on my shoulder with her other hand and was biting her bottom lip tightly, making a sound that seemed to be a sob. Her breasts gave off a strong scent, and I couldn’t help but press my face against her right breast, my eyes feeling the slight warmth of it. Suddenly there was a tingle in my scalp, a twitch from my tailbone, and my cock shook violently. Instinctively she gripped my cock, an overwhelming twitch that seemed to come from the distant past.
I erupted violently, shooting a stream of hot cum onto her hand. She was a little startled, but still had a death grip on my rod. With a dizzying rush of ultra-pleasure, I wrapped my arms around her tiny waist, my head heavy on my somewhat reddened breasts that I had squeezed ……
Can’t remember how to go home that day, I panicked, said I was helping the teacher to do things, I don’t listen to the class, often sleep in class, but learning is okay, and in addition to the ferocious English teacher, the other teachers and I are very familiar with, so sometimes will help the teacher to correct some of the books and so on. Mom naturally believed me.
By the time I went to bed, my mind was in a trance with the image of her that I had just been grinding against. *shielded word* *shielded word* Did a little studying.
Questions, whether I did math or physics, whether I got it right or wrong, or even whether I did it at all. It was always doubtful whether any of this had happened or not, it seemed to come so fast and surreal.
I’m usually human and respectful to girls, so why do I seem a little out of sorts with her?
The more I think the more chaotic, confused, a round of bright moon outside the window, white moon in the sky, such as white jade disk, on some of the blue silk, spread out, like the Druid summoning the green vine ……
When I opened my eyes again, it was already 7:20 a.m. I was shocked, and quickly found another watch, still 7:20 a.m. Immediately rolled out of bed, carrying pants and dragging the book bag popped downstairs, and rode my bike to the sound of the old man’s curses in the courtyard gatekeeper.
Luckily, just as I entered the class, I realized that the world was in chaos, and the political science teacher and homeroom teacher, who was under 160 tall, was screaming at the top of her lungs, “You must obey the assignments, and sit down in your new seats for me right now!” First period is a political science class, so how could the homeroom teacher be so stupid as to change seats early in the morning? Of course everyone milled about in an organized fashion.
I look at the new seating chart. What?
I craned my head to seek through the crowd, and in the corner of the classroom, my first girlfriend, Faye, was looking at me with a slight smile, one hand crossed and the other pointing to the seat beside her. Her small white tank top was faintly visible under her shirt, my face brushed red and I walked over to her quickly, “You didn’t take the initiative to apply, did you?” She seemed to suddenly remember something, face also a little red, said, “What, the class teacher said that the two language subject substitute sitting together to collect homework is also more convenient, is a measure to benefit the people. And study well, let other students sit in front to go, of course can’t see can apply for forward transfer.”
We’ve been in the same seat ever since, I don’t know what that means, but anyway, when we collected our composition books today, there was a very tall stack of books on both of our desks, so I guess no one will know if there are two tables of books to sleep on now. Sneaking a look at Faye, who knew that this person was reading comics, with a light smile at the corner of her mouth, her pale cheeks had the color of peach. I reached out and touched her wrist, a delicate feeling. She thought I wanted to hold hands, so she held the comic in one hand, the other hand reached over, and her head did not return, my hand stopped in mid-air, and her fingers pressed on the small of my stomach …………
I was taken aback as her hand grabbed the air, and then blushed. We were both at a loss for words at that moment. The political science class continued in an incredibly boring manner. I hold Fei’s hand, placed on the lap, feel her small hand soft and boneless tenderness, this kind of tenderness, I am how familiar, last night’s variety, and surfaced in front of eyes. Unconsciously, my little brother stood up dishonestly.
I stole a glance at her, only to see that she was still holding the comic in her hand, but her eyes were looking at me there with some surprise. I froze for a moment, and she caught my gaze, both eyes looking at each other with some embarrassment. She bit her lower lip and frowned a little, pointing to the peak on my pants. I grinned and shrugged, indicating that it was out of my control.
The teacher asked a question at this point, and when someone unfortunately stood up to answer it, I looked up and suddenly sucked in my breath: she had naughtily flicked my dick. It then quickly swelled and stiffened.
I was sitting in the last row on the far right by the window with a view out of the middle school building, and she was sitting to my left. At this point she simply plopped down facing me, and with the pile of composition books in front of her, no one could see what we were doing unless the others stood up.
Probably this situation gave her the courage to be naughty. After the first hit she went on to the second and third …… Probably realizing that each time was not quite the same (because of the different points of impact, the simple harmonic oscillations took a different path each time), she seemed more interested.
I looked at her and she smiled back at me and made a face. Reaching out, she gently touched the top of the peak as if she were stroking a child’s head, and again I sucked in my breath.
She noticed my move and seemed a little puzzled, leaning over the table and straining to turn her head sideways: does it hurt?
I laughed bitterly, of course not.
She said, Let’s see.
It was as if I was going to ask to borrow a rubber. I glared, was that too far out of line? Everyone around me was so brainwashed that no one was paying attention to what the two Language Arts substitutes sitting at the end of the room were doing.
She had already put it into action, pulling the chain of my pants open a little bit, her little hand reaching in and pulling off the panties that were in the way, and my dick popped out all of a sudden, and she immediately drew her hand back, her eyes wide and staring at the rod.
I put my hands on the table and looked at her, wondering if I should comfort her, but was I scaring her?
It’s a weird thing.
She stuck her tongue out at me, then reached out and took hold of my rod, saying, “It’s so hot, it’s bad. White fingers wrapped around the black penis, giving people a dramatic visual stimulation, but it is a pity that other people do not have this blessing, haha.
She stroked my glans with her thumb and I couldn’t help but twitch. She frowned: dare you move? With that, I pulled harder, but was surprised to find that I immediately got even harder.
She blushed a little and smiled, You’re so dramatic, aren’t you? I nodded my head yes. She noticed a crack on the glans, so she curiously broke it open with her fingers again to take a look, and in a moment of anger, she pinched the skin underneath the glans with her thumbs and forefingers, and gently worked it up and down.
I must have had a complicated look on my face at that time, but the next gush of pleasure hit me, and I bit my lip and stared wide-eyed at my homeroom teacher who was lecturing hard. Although her movements were still not as good as my own, I found it very exciting.
At this point the bell rang at a very inopportune time, and everything immediately *shielded word* *shielded word* ended with the teacher haphazardly finishing the last
Duan, she was also responsible for stuffing my unruly dick. All morning, I was shriveled up, my internal fire rising, my hands grabbing at something in the air from time to time as if I had practiced Eagle Claw Kung Fu.
After dealing with four classes, everyone rushed like a tidal wave to the cafeteria, the snack bar on the street, and some probably went to the entertainment center. The entire middle school building was as silent as death.
She and I both stayed in the classroom and seemed to have a special understanding. She smiled proudly at me as I pulled her to me, wrapped my arms around her waist, and kissed her heavily on the cheek. Unconsciously, her hands climbed up from her waistline to touch her breasts, and she narrowed her eyes.
I squeezed gently, it was so soft, and my dick got hard again. She saw the little peaks appearing on my pants again and pulled out my rod to play with it again with interest.
Gradually, her nipples hardened, and I went from gently rubbing her breasts to pinching them, squeezing them delicately, tugging her shirt tighter with my hands, and there was a noticeable protrusion on her breasts that was strangely sexy.
She was also rimming my cock and I said, Come on.
She was obedient. My breath clouded and I abandoned her nipples, once again grabbing her breasts roughly and ravishing them, and from time to time I lowered my head and kissed her neck, her cheeks, her lips.
The rod was getting harder and harder, and my hand, which had been holding her back, pressed against her neck and said, Faye, help me, contain me, will you?
She pressed against my face and kissed me lightly: no, what’s that smell?
I said, “Faye, I can’t do it anymore, help me, just hold it.
Unable to withstand my softly coaxing, she red-faced, bent down, first licked my glans tentatively with her tongue, I softly cried out, her tongue was unusually soft and warm, as if the electric current wrapped around the top of my glans, hitting my cerebral cortex directly.
As if she had made up her mind, after licking her lips, she took my rod in one go without stopping.
It was as if I had entered a warm cave, with a wet tongue going up and down, and I couldn’t help but push my lower body upwards so that my cock would go in a little more. I said, Faye, like with your hands, come on, come on.
She then slowly up and down the set up, tongue sometimes pressed against the eye of my horse, gently flicked, it felt as if licking open the slit of flesh, it seems that some sticky liquid flowed out, sticking to the tip of her tongue. This obscene feeling makes me not see everything around me, the cicadas chirping outside the window is getting about faint.
Her little tiger teeth would inadvertently scrape my cock, sometimes curiously sucking on my glans alone.
I looked down at her, her shoulder length hair spread out in front of me, my dark pubic hair touching her somewhat scarlet face from time to time. Trembling softly from the gusts of pleasure, I reached down and unbuttoned her blouse, lifted up the cotton tank top, and grabbed two large warm globes of flesh in one hand, tweaking them to the rhythm of her up and down strokes, occasionally pinching both nipples and rubbing them hard.
The movements of her mouth quickened, and from time to time she nipped at it, as I grabbed her breasts and held the nipples between my fingers. Finally, I instinctively tugged downward on her breasts, and with a jerk of my hips, my rod shot up and erupted violently in her mouth, and she stopped moving and took my cock.
My hands went slack and I spread out on the chair. She looked up, so much worse for wear, with a little cum in the corner of her mouth. She smoothed her hair out of her ears and looked at me with a smile and a scarlet blush. I took out a Kleenex and wiped the cum from the corner of her mouth, and she carefully wiped my glans.
She squeezed my leg and said, You’ve got a lot of stuff oh, it’s oozing out.
I suddenly remembered: scared? You, you swallowed it?
She nodded: Yeah, it tasted average, there wasn’t much flavor, it was just fishy. You squirted out so much at once that I swallowed it without even thinking.
God, I’m so touched. After finishing, I hugged her for a long time, oh just now my girlfriend came to play, holding my cup to drink water. At noon I made a cup of hot tea, girlfriend residual aroma on the cup emanated, the air filled with the flavor of happiness.
Since then, I’ve looked forward a little bit to each day, to some fresh experience. But junior year was also getting busy with schoolwork, we had weekly quizzes, and there wasn’t even time for flirting, so naturally I was honest in class.
It was sometime around the middle of the second semester of my junior year. That afternoon, the class meeting, the class teacher who teaches political science came up to the podium and said that he would announce the list of helicopters for the current session. The list included Faye and I. Our three consecutive helicopter exams this semester were okay, and our hearts were somewhat prepared for them, but it was still exciting, and from then on there wasn’t much to do except collect homework, and the teacher cautioned us that we still needed to look at the books… Screw him, the idiot who teaches politics.
The next day, the class is still to continue, this section is a math class. Math teacher is a just two years of teaching girls, called Wanjing, math is very good, short hair, 160cm, skin color is healthy light brown, a little thin, breasts round, like a pair of small apples. Her temperament is very lively, the class will use the chalk to throw dozing students, I of course, countless strokes, nothing when I like to brag with her, so also mixed very familiar, yesterday I know I helicopter also want me to treat.
Faye and I both pretend to sit at the end, each holding a book in his hand, sitting in the back will not be afraid of affecting other people, so none of them are actually textbooks. Wanjing looked and smiled at me, then continued to talk about her strange problems, and from time to time to find someone to go up and solve them, I do not know, but this is no longer important. Turning my head to look at Faye, she was reading a comic. I stretched out, leaned back in my chair, my left hand still holding the book, my right hand naturally hanging down, of course, this is from the perspective of Wanjing, in fact, I put my hand on Faye’s thigh.
Faye glanced at me, flattened her lips, and continued to read her book. My hand rested on her skirt, slowly moving to the hem, touching her knee with my fingers; it was unusually hot, but her skin was cool, like touching a smooth crystal.
I removed the palm of my hand that had been resting on her skirt and felt into it. Her skin was nice and hydrated and her thighs were very soft. I ran my hand up her skirt, which was slightly uncovered, and I looked at her to see her reaction, and she knew I was looking at her, and poked her tongue out, concentrating on her manga again.
I was secretly pleased that Faye didn’t object, so I continued my exploration upwards. The skirt lifted upwards quite a bit, and my fingers suddenly touched cloth, her tiny panties. As if she didn’t know, she plopped down on the table, coiled her hands up and pressed the book to continue reading. I wandered along the side of the panties and reached between my legs. Everything was soft, yet stretchy.
My hand was now on the small of her back, on the side against the outside, the skirt still quite honestly covering her thighs, while on my side it was lifted sensuously to her waistline, her tiny panties showing at the edges. She buried her face as if dozing off. I then got bold and ran my fingers between her legs, which were slightly spread just enough to allow my middle and index fingers to rest in the center.
I gently stroked her from bottom to top, feeling her hairs make a very soft sound from the pressure under my fingers. Again and again I stroked her from top to bottom and back again. My lower body was getting aroused as well, my cock pushing against the underside of the desk. After playing with it for a while, I got greedy and wanted to put my hand inside again. So I lifted the inside of her panties with my middle finger, and as I looked down, her pubic hair was showing, a little greasy.
She suddenly reached out, her head still buried, and reached down and grabbed my cock hard. Instead, I felt pinched, and all at once I slipped both my index and middle fingers into her panties, and the first sensation was wetness and warmth, as my middle finger rested against her labia, a soft patch, my fingertips felt a little sticky, and the pubic hair around it seemed to cushion my hand as if it were cotton.
My middle finger went down, as close as I could to the underside of her labia, dragging it up bit by bit, and with a little pressure, the labia opened slightly, containing my middle finger. I continued upward, feeling her labia gradually close, my finger lifted and touched the upper end of the labia, as if touching a small protrusion.
Faye’s body suddenly shuddered and reached out to grab me again, I was wearing sweatpants that day, I wanted to startle her, so I gave a slight jerk of my body, my right hand flew and pulled my own pants along with my underwear, my penis jumped out at once, pointing angrily at the ceiling, Faye’s hand just happened to be reaching out and grabbed my penis at once. The cicadas were chirping outside the window, but I winced. Her pink hand held my cock and settled there, about as surprised as she could be.
Wanjing was still on the podium, not slowing down, talking about her math problems, her classmates were looking at her, and we were at the end of the class, there was no one else in the same row, not the slightest bit of our wonderful scene: I lifted up Faye’s skirt, and my hand went into her panties, and a strand of pubic hair was still showing at the edge of her panties, my hand pulled my own pants open, and Faye reached out with her right hand to hold my penis, which seemed to be still pulsating .
Like the clip from the porno disk I watched at Fatty Tang’s place, I gently stroked up Faye’s clitoris, occasionally circling the protuberance, and Fatty Tang, I even took the time to look at him, he was in the middle of the front row, looking at a book full of Japanese writing, this man helicoptered and still living so tired, learning Japanese for playing games.
I was gently playing with Faye’s clit as I watched her, and even though her head was buried, I could see her face was a little flushed, a nice peachy red color. Her hand retaliated and she started to work my cock up and down.
I was breathing a little hard, but my fingers were still dedicated. A few spins, another gentle press on her clit, sometimes sticking my middle finger up to her labia and dabbing some goo on her clit, and my ring finger and thumb kept stroking and rustling her pubic hair.
After a while, I backed up to the top of her clitoris, which had a fold of skin that wrapped around it like a foreskin. I pinched her clitoral foreskin and kept rubbing and squeezing, and her clitoris bounced up and down in rhythm as she let out a soft moan, “Mmmm …………”
Fortunately, Wanjing’s voice was louder, and no one heard Faye’s murmur. After a while, Faye suddenly aggravated the movement of her hand, holding my penis in a death grip and stroking it hard, my penis twitched one by one, getting harder and harder.
I straightened my back and straightened my legs as much as I could, shiny mucus oozing out of my glans, and I sped up my hand movements, alternating the movement of my two fingers, tugging at her clit as fast as I could. From her lifted panties you could see that her pink labia were secreting a lot of mucus, coming out in small streams, some of it sticking to her pubic hair.
The strength in her hand was increasing, as if she was trying to crush my cock, I was a little sore from the clamp, but the stimulation made me unusually aroused, I clenched my teeth, drew out a tissue and covered my glans, and my left hand accelerated its movements, stimulating her clitoris fiercely.
Two dark marks appeared on her underwear and I knew it was her nipples starting to get hard too.
My scalp tingled as I looked at her wet pussy lips, and my cock jerked heavily, then convulsed violently as Faye fiddled with my foreskin even harder, scraping the underside of the shaft with her thumb over and over again, helping to squeeze out large spurts of cum. My convulsions slowed and the purple glans spurted out a final stream of cum, Faye’s hand still deadening her cock to the rhythm of my playing with her clit.
Suddenly, her hand stopped moving, and she turned to hold my cock, her hand trembling constantly as I moved faster and faster, and she suddenly drew her hand down and pressed my fingers so that I was pressed tightly against her pussy lips, and a stream of hot lusty water, sticky and hot, hit my hand.
I looked at the podium and Wanjing turned away to write something, so I reached out and took hold of Faye’s breasts in one go, gripping them tightly enough to distort them somewhat, followed by a quick pinch and tug on both of her hard nipples for a moment. Her head, which had been buried, turned around and blushed scarlet as she smiled at me ……
The wonderful day is over, Faye went home first, I went to the office to get my homework, and Wanjing was the only one inside. I smiled: beautiful girl, still not go ah. While going through the workbook on the language teacher’s desk.
Wanjing’s face suddenly reddened a bit: you little bad guy, don’t bother me, I have to be on duty tonight to manage your class’s evening study.
I looked up: is it, fortunately I do not have to study late. Said picked up a large stack of composition book want to take back to the class to go, walked past her table, she wore a white dress today, sleeveless, white dress wrapped her firm little butt, light coffee color, the chest of the small apple is also such a color, right, oops today by Faye got me horny.
Mentally, his body moved over, his chin resting against her shoulder, rubbing her short hair: what were doing
Yeah? She blushed a little more: die, go play with your table.
I made a disinterested on the great out of the office, suddenly, I think something is not right, heart thumping up: and this Wanjing, although my teacher, but usually also play a mess, I have never seen her as a teacher, she will never be like today, I touch her blush, the strangest thing is that she also told me to play with the same table to go… …It couldn’t be that she saw what happened today, could it?
I couldn’t help but get nervous. After thinking about it for a while, it seemed like she hadn’t been looking at me much during class, so how could that be.
I couldn’t think of anything anyway, so I didn’t care, handed out the workbooks, and Fatty Tang came over and pulled me over to his house to play In preparation for the exam reading politics, bored to death!!!! I’ve only read a few pages in one night, I’m dying!
The heart has been thinking about what Wanjing said that day, in the classroom, especially her class dare not be too arrogant, but I did not tell Fei that day, so as not to scare her after all do not allow me to touch her in school, is not a little bad ah, heh.
It was summer after all, and Faye was dressed sexily, and everyone was supposed to wear school uniforms, but nowadays helicopter students didn’t really care about anyone, so today Faye was wearing her own white shirt, and a sky-blue skirt that just covered her knees. Faye’s shirt seemed to be cut in three dimensions, narrower to the waistline, often a little tight and a little wrinkled at the breasts, and with medium sleeves that showed just enough of her pale elbows, and I loved seeing her in it.
When I first came in she was saying that it was a little tight above her waist, I reached down and held the side of her waist, my thumbs just pressing the underside of her breasts, I smiled and snuck my thumbs over her breasts and said “Is it tight in here?” She said yes a little nervously. I suddenly remembered that I was in a classroom, wasn’t this a bit much? I was just about to let go when I saw a dark mark appear on her breast through her actually somewhat transparent bra. This little woman, what a turn on.
I gulped and tried to keep myself from looking at her excited breasts.
I fell asleep during the math class, finally can sleep peacefully, right. Was dreaming of playing heroes and heroines to fight monsters, not paying attention to be hit by the head, I was just about to have a seizure to make ten percent of my strength, but was shaken awake by Fei …… looked up, Fatty Tang was gloating and looking back at me, Wanjing arrogantly looked at me from the podium, and now I have to take her chalk??!!!! I sighed to myself unlucky, the downside of mixing too well with the teacher is that she tends to make an example of you, because you are not so much as to turn the other cheek ……… to read the novel la. Faye was off to the side covering her mouth with a bad smile, looking at her natural teenager again.
Study hall. I was slowly scraping ice-cream with a spoon, everyone was working hard on various exercises, Fatty Tang was also working hard, but I bet he was writing something that even boys blush. In a moment of lust, I put down the ice-cream in my hand and grabbed Faye, pressing her into my lap. Faye put down her book and smiled, closing her eyes as she lay on top of me.
I pressed my hands against her tight shirt and gently rubbed her breasts. Grabbing one of them and holding it in my palm, I held her still small nipple between my index and middle fingers, feeling it slowly harden. I looked around, everyone was serious, so I tiptoed around and undid a couple of buttons on Faye’s chest, she wasn’t wearing a bra, it was one of those very stretchy half tank tops, I flipped it up with a gentle lift, and a bounce went through both white breasts.
My favorite thing about Faye’s nipples was that the areola was pink with a few soft hairs around it, whenever I saw these breast hairs I got excited, I couldn’t help it, I lowered my head and licked her areola with my tongue, ruffling her breast hairs with the tip of my tongue. Faye’s face brushed red, biting her lower lip, but didn’t do anything else. Her left nipple hadn’t hardened yet, it slowly reddened after I licked it, and the original pink nipple slowly, bit by bit, stood up, getting bigger and bigger, as if it were a penis. Now Faye’s two white as sheep’s fat breasts stood up with reddish nipples, the size of peanuts, looking as if they were budding white lotus flowers, on the tips of the petals were pink in color.
I gently touched Faye’s breasts, purposely not touching her nipples, her breasts were very elastic, I grabbed one of them and gave it a little push before letting it go, leaving red marks, which slowly faded after a while. My cock was hard against her back, a wave of vertigo washed over me and I looked down: I’m going to stick it in you. She smiled, eyes still closed: want to die ah you, crazy!