"Ah!"
"Mmm!"
The glans parted the delicate labia and thrust deep into the vaginal canal. Both Teacher Han and I let out distinct sounds—mine bold and unrestrained, hers soft and alluring.
Teacher Han's vagina was like a plump, juicy soup dumpling. From the outside, it appeared ordinary and dry, but once inside, it revealed an endless treasure trove.
As soon as I entered, it felt like sinking into a warm, wet mud. Countless soft, seductive folds enveloped me, and warm, moist fluids flowed within.
I saw a glistening, translucent fluid seeping from her labia, looking utterly licentious.
Teacher Han's face reflected the colors of the fireworks outside. With my cock buried inside her, this scene was unforgettable and deeply stirring.
But the penetration wasn't smooth sailing. In less than half a second, we both let out a pained groan.
The glans was blocked by a barrier inside her vagina. At first, I thought it was the hymen, but upon closer sensation, I realized it wasn't. The hymen is soft and thin, easily broken with a little force. What was blocking me now was also soft, but its thickness was far from thin—more like a warm, moist, fleshy mound.
As a virgin myself, I had no idea what was happening. I looked up and asked Teacher Han for help, "Teacher, what... what's blocking me?"
"I... I don't know either," Teacher Han's cheeks flushed red. Even though only the glans had entered, my cock was so large that it was difficult for her to bear. She furrowed her brows and stood on her tiptoes, trying to adjust to my size.
"Is it the hymen?"
"Probably not. The hymen isn't that shallow."
"Could it be..." I pondered for a moment, and an answer that filled me with immense excitement popped into my mind...
Ant Waist!
There are countless types of women's vaginas, but only a few are considered legendary. Ant Waist is one of them.
As the name suggests, the Ant Waist vagina is like an ant's waist—wide at the entrance but narrowing into a thick, tight passage slightly deeper inside. This passage is both narrow and long, but once successfully traversed, it offers unparalleled pleasure. At the end of the Ant Waist lies an extremely soft, seductive mound, filled with ample moisture and perfect warmth. Entering it feels like sinking into a swamp—inescapable, with folds of seductive flesh enveloping you and sweet juices flowing between the crevices, delivering absolute, indescribable ecstasy.
The thought of this, combined with the drug-induced haze from Teacher Han's earlier influence, fueled my desire even more. Gripping Teacher Han's slender waist through her shirt, I tightened my abdomen and thrust forcefully into the depths of the Ant Waist.
Teacher Han let out a soft "Mm" as she arched her swan-like neck, struggling to bear the intensity of my thrust.
With a "gurgle," my glans successfully entered the narrow waist of the Ant Waist. It was indeed tight and moist. As my cock advanced, I could hear the "squelching" sound of fluids.
Pleasure surged through every pore of my body. All I wanted was to fuck this stunning beauty as quickly as possible, without a moment's delay. With a sudden, forceful thrust, my cock drove upward. A "squelch" echoed as all eighteen centimeters of my shaft plunged in completely, leaving nothing outside.
As the glans reached the end of the Ant Waist, I felt it break through a thin, membranous barrier. That must have been Teacher Han's hymen.
I can't believe I've actually taken possession of the beautiful female teacher's body, and I was the first to do so! What a great start!
Teacher Han Yan and I both let out a moan of pleasure at the same time. Her hands gripped my arms tightly, as if afraid I might slip away.
At this moment, I couldn't help but feel moved. Even though I didn't like Teacher Han Yan, the fact that such a beautiful teacher liked me so much—even going so far as to plan and offer her virginity to me—deeply touched me. No matter what, tonight I had to satisfy Teacher Han Yan thoroughly, to make love to her passionately and ensure her first night left no regrets.
Just as others had described, at the end of her slender waist was a soft, tight, and narrow space, full of moisture. As soon as I entered, I felt countless tender folds caressing me, gripping the head of my penis so tightly that it was difficult to move even an inch.
I immediately felt the urge to ejaculate, but I hadn't even started thrusting yet—I had just entered.
I looked up and saw the teacher biting her pearly teeth, her delicate brows slightly furrowed, looking as if she was overwhelmed with desire.
I couldn't let the teacher's first night end so hastily. Gathering my strength, I carefully pulled my cock out of her pussy, but unexpectedly, the friction against the sensitive head of my penis at the end of her tight passage caused me to shudder violently. I lost control, and with a spurt, I ejaculated inside her.
Streams of hot, thick semen struck the walls of her uterus, causing her fair, smooth body to tremble uncontrollably.
"Teacher, I..."
"You... came?"
"Yeah," I nodded in shame.
"If you've come, then let's rest for a bit," the teacher said, patting my head and holding me close. The warm, soft mounds of her breasts pressed against my cheeks.
"Teacher, am I useless?" I instinctively took her nipple into my mouth and sucked hard. The teacher shuddered violently, opening her mouth as if to say something, but she held back and hugged me again.
I asked, "What's wrong, teacher? Does it hurt?"
"No," she shook her head.
But I still switched to gently biting, and sure enough, she began to moan, seeming to enjoy it.
"Is this your first time?"
"Yeah."
A hint of secret delight flashed in the teacher's eyes. "It's normal for boys to finish quickly their first time."
"Really... Then, teacher, if I came inside you, could you get pregnant?"
"Now you think of that? Why didn't you wear a condom at the start?"
"I... I..." I instinctively felt ashamed, but then I remembered—she was the one who forced me, so of course I hadn't prepared in advance.
I was about to say something when I saw her secretly smiling. She was definitely teasing me.
"Silly, I'll just take a pill afterward."
"But isn't that bad for your body?"
"Once is fine."
"Teacher, it's so warm inside you, so comfortable."
"You're big and long too, filling me up completely."
"Teacher, I think I'm ready again."
"Then, come on."
"Okay."
"Want to try a different position?"
"What position? I don't know how."
"Hold me. You have so much muscle, it should be fine."
"Okay."
I lifted each of her stocking-clad legs and picked her up, my cock still buried deep in her wet, slippery passage. Facing each other, I felt an inexplicable surge of affection. I kissed her red lips and began thrusting again, our bodies moving in rhythm.
In this position, I took the lead, allowing for better leverage. I threw myself wholeheartedly into the conquest of my teacher, caressing her stocking-clad, beautiful buttocks as my cock thrust repeatedly into her moist honey pot. With each thrust, my scrotum would slap against her sphincter, producing a crisp, rhythmic sound that only heightened my excitement. The thrusts grew faster and faster, the slapping sounds merging into a symphony of pleasure.
"Xia Ming, you're so strong, so amazing! Faster, faster!"
My teacher, like a seductive enchantress, nibbled at my ear, her breath warm against my ear canal. Energized, I drove into her pussy with increasing speed.
The usually dignified and gentle Teacher Han Yan was now moaning wildly, her words incoherent, her head thrashing from side to side, her dark hair flying in all directions. This only fueled my desire further, to the point where my thrusts became so rapid that my cock accidentally slipped out of her.
Before I could even reach down to adjust, my teacher's hand was already there, gripping my shaft and guiding it back into her honeyed depths.
I had little experience and no theoretical knowledge—all I knew was that thrusting into my teacher's wet, tight pussy felt incredibly pleasurable. So I simply thrust faster, and faster still, pushing to the very limit of speed.
In the pursuit of climax, my cock slipped out of her no fewer than three times, and each time, my teacher was quicker than me, guiding it back inside.
She was like a caring older sister next door, someone who took care of everything so you didn't have to think.
Eventually, I grew tired. Sensing my movements were beginning to falter, she considerately asked me to set her down. She pulled me back into the seat, then straddled me, spreading her legs and riding me with rhythmic up-and-down motions.
Her soft, snow-white breasts swayed before my eyes, their areolas pale pink and delicate, the nipples small and utterly adorable. I kneaded her beautiful breasts, taking one of the buds into my mouth and gently sucking, the pleasure building rapidly.
Just then, a new burst of fireworks exploded in the sky, and both Teacher Han Yan and I let out a synchronized moan, reaching our climax together.
Waves of warm, feminine essence washed over the head of my cock, stimulating me to release my own seed, which pulsed against her cervix.
Before long, her pussy was filled to the brim. With her slender waist and tight, narrow vaginal canal—only slightly roomier at the end—my cock packed the middle section tightly, trapping the fluids inside. This made it easy for her to be filled, but being filled was no drawback—it only enhanced the exquisite experience for both of us.
After our passionate encounter, both my teacher and I were drenched in sweat. She exuded a rich, intoxicating fragrance that made me linger, burying my face in her chest to savor it.
Too exhausted to speak, I simply rested. My teacher, still with some energy left, gently stroked my head and asked, "Was it good?"
"Yes."
"Tired, aren't you?"
"A little."
Supporting herself on my shoulders, she slowly stood up. My cock, still deeply embedded inside her, was gradually pulled out. Post-ejaculation, it was extremely sensitive, and the tight, tender flesh of her pussy seemed to cling to it, sending shivers through my entire body.
Finally, with a soft pop, the entire shaft slipped out. It trembled three times, still erect and firm even after climax, glistening wet with the mingled fluids of both of us—an undeniably lewd sight.
I saw the teacher crouch down, spread my legs apart, and move her head in front of my cock. She brushed aside the strands of hair that had fallen over her forehead, opened her small mouth, and extended her pink tongue, giving a lick to the tip of my glans.
A shiver of pleasure ran through me, and she giggled, ignoring the mix of our bodily fluids still on the glans as she began licking it back and forth.
The teacher's tongue skills were impressive—it seemed she had practiced before.
She licked the glans, then the shaft, and even my scrotum, making me feel as if I were an emperor being served.
"Does it feel good?" she asked, looking up at me.
"Yes."
"How good?"
"Very good."
"You're lucky. I've been learning from videos, and it's exhausting."
As soon as she finished speaking, my entire body shuddered violently because she took my glans into her mouth. The sensitive tip suddenly entered a warm, wet place, making every pore in my body relax.
She licked with her tongue and sucked with her mouth, attending to my glans. After a while, she began to take half of my shaft into her mouth. When she reached halfway, I felt the tip of my glans press against something soft and tender. She let out a muffled groan—I must have reached her throat.
There was no helping it—my cock was too long. She could only swallow half before she couldn't take any more.
She didn't rush to move but instead let the soft flesh of her throat naturally contract, stimulating my glans. The sensitive tip was squeezed again and again.
I couldn't help but wonder which adult film actress she had learned from—she was so skilled.
After a while, she began to move up and down, sucking on the sensitive glans in a way that felt incredibly pleasurable. I leaned against the wall of the Ferris wheel, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the sensation, not wanting to speak.
Before long, all the sticky fluid on my shaft had been licked clean, replaced by a clear, glistening layer of saliva. I opened my eyes and saw a pool of murky white liquid in her mouth—likely a mixture of her saliva and our bodily fluids. She hadn't had a chance to spit it out while giving me oral.
Suddenly, I heard a gurgling sound. She kept my glans in her mouth, her tongue constantly flicking, swirling the liquid in her mouth. Her slippery, fragrant tongue occasionally brushed against the base of my glans, and this incredible technique suddenly made me feel the urge to cum. My cock trembled involuntarily.
She must have sensed it and immediately pulled my cock out of her mouth. To my shock, instead of spitting out the liquid in her mouth, she swallowed it all.
"Teacher, you…"
"What? Did it feel good?"
"No, I mean… why did you swallow it?"
"What? Don't all men like that? A woman who doesn't mind herself, willing to take in everything of her own."
"Well… maybe…"
"Hmm, you're hard again. Youth is so strong," the teacher said, leaning against the wall, bending her waist, and raising her butt toward me. "Come on, put it in."
"We're… still going?"
"What? Have you had enough?"
Looking at the pink, moist slit between her buttocks, with the opening still slowly dripping with cloudy semen, of course I wouldn't say I'd had enough. I moved behind the teacher, holding my cock, trying to find her entrance. However, because I was too short, I couldn't reach it.
As a high school freshman, I was already 168 cm tall—fairly tall for my class. But the teacher had a model-like height of 172 cm, and she was wearing high-heeled shoes. No matter how I tried, I couldn't reach her pubic mound with my cock, let alone find her entrance.
The teacher let out a soft laugh, took hold of my cock, and guided it toward her honeyed entrance. "Alright, come in now."
With a thrust of my hips, my entire length plunged back into her slender waist, which was already slick with a mix of my semen and her arousal. The wet, muddy warmth made entry easier, though the tightness of her waist still offered considerable resistance.
Once reunited with the teacher, I felt like a bird returning to its nest—free and at ease as I began thrusting inside her.
Her sweet, seductive moans and perfectly timed movements made our coupling smooth and effortless. My hips slapped against her beautiful buttocks, turning them a rosy red, while the sight of her swaying breasts compelled me to lean down. I wrapped my arms around her, cupping and kneading the soft mounds.
"Mmm... ah... ah... Xia Ming... you're... amazing..."
The rhythmic slapping echoed inside the Ferris wheel cabin, and the floor beneath us was already soaked with our fluids.
Unnoticed, half an hour had passed, and the Ferris wheel began its descent. It was then, to my horror, that I realized the passengers in the opposite cabin were staring directly at us, their eyes wide with shock.
I froze as if struck by lightning, my mind reeling. In my distraction, I lost control of my thrust and drove deep into her—perhaps even hitting her cervix—making her gasp sharply. But I had no time to dwell on it, my thoughts consumed by the opposite cabin.
Had they seen us? Had they discovered the teacher and I were having sex?!
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