At this moment, Teacher An was lying right beneath me, her plump, rounded buttocks facing me, allowing me to clearly see both her vaginal opening and anus.
Before this, I had never observed a woman's genitalia so closely and in such detail. Although I had seen images online, they were just pictures—this was the real thing, right before my eyes.
Just moments earlier, when the lights were turned on, Teacher An had been sitting on my hips, obscuring my view of her vagina. Now, I could finally see everything clearly.
Teacher An's pubic hair was quite thick, even extending around her labia. There was also some hair around her anus, though it was sparse and short—barely noticeable unless one looked closely.
Her labia were dark in color, but the inner flesh exposed between them was a vivid pink. At the same time, her anus was contracting slightly.
"Gulp…" I couldn't help but swallow as I took in the sight. Around Teacher An's labia, her pubic hair was coated with a white, sticky fluid—evidence of our recent intimacy.
Perhaps feeling self-conscious under my gaze or growing impatient, Teacher An gave her hips a slight sway, and the muscles around her anus contracted once more.
"Creak…" I shifted to get up from the bed, but as I did, I casually retrieved my phone from beneath the pillow.
Teacher An remained face down on the bed, her back to me, avoiding eye contact.
An urgent desire to check on the situation at home seized me. This seemed like the perfect moment to see how things were progressing between Da Guo and my mother.
If Da Guo and my mother had already taken things to the next level and were in the midst of intimacy, the thought of placing my phone on Teacher An's back to watch them while I was with her was indescribably thrilling.
I switched my phone to silent mode—if the monitoring app happened to pick up my mother's moans, it would be disastrous if Teacher An heard them.
"Swish…" Just as I was about to open the home surveillance app, my phone suddenly vanished from my hand. I looked up to see that Teacher An had snatched it away.
She was now propping herself up with one hand on the bed, holding my phone in the other, and looking at me with a hint of anger—though it wasn't intense, more like a reproachful pout.
"No photos or recordings…" Teacher An set my phone down beside her, then added with a touch of shyness, "I mean it." After saying this, she turned her head away again, refusing to meet my gaze. She lowered her upper body back onto the bed, adjusted her kneeling position slightly, spreading her legs wider and raising her rounded buttocks even higher.
"Uh…" I was left speechless, staring at the phone now resting near Teacher An's head.
All I had wanted was to check the home surveillance—I hadn't even considered taking photos or videos.
It seemed Teacher An had assumed I intended to record our intimate moment. It's true that some people in stories have such fetishes, but if she hadn't brought it up, the idea wouldn't have crossed my mind. My focus had solely been on being with her.
But if it were actually possible to record… that would be incredibly arousing. Even after Teacher An and I parted ways, I could secretly revisit the footage, and the thrill would be immense.
But now it's fine—my phone was taken away by Teacher An. Her concerns were justified. There are so many leaked private videos online, whether intentionally or unintentionally shared after being recorded. If the video of Teacher An and me were to get out, the consequences would be significant.
"Sigh..." Since I can't see what's happening at home now, I might as well obediently focus on being intimate with Teacher An. Perhaps it's fate—simply not allowing me to witness what's unfolding at home right now
Although there had just been a small interruption, my penis showed no signs of softening. Especially with Teacher An's current lewd posture, it grew even harder, throbbing and filling with blood.
Just imagine—the usually dignified Teacher An was now kneeling before me with her large buttocks raised high. The contrast was incredibly arousing.
I steadied my somewhat sticky shaft, coated with the fluids Teacher An had left behind, and positioned the head at the entrance of her vagina. As I looked down at her parted labia, I pressed the tip against them.
"Mmm..." As the head of my penis squeezed between Teacher An's labia, she trembled slightly and let out a soft moan.
Since Teacher An had already assumed this position, what was there left to be shy about?
Moreover, between the two of us, Teacher An was clearly more uninhibited. After all, as a mature woman, her sexual experience far surpassed mine.
Once I had pressed against the entrance of her vagina, I didn't immediately push in. Instead, I grabbed her buttocks with both hands and began kneading them. Teacher An's buttocks were large, probably as big as my mother's, and they felt incredibly smooth and fair.
"Pfft..." The moment my hands touched her buttocks, she suddenly thrust her hips backward. A sound resembling a fart was heard, and my penis was swallowed inside her.
At the same time, I distinctly felt a burst of air expelled from her vagina, spraying onto my pubic hair with a warm sensation.
"Smack..." Teacher An's pale, plump buttocks collided with my hips, producing a crisp sound.
My penis was once again fully buried inside her. It seemed Teacher An was even more impatient than I was.
They say women in their thirties are like wolves, and in their forties, like tigers. Teacher An was at that insatiable age, and it seemed the saying held true. Since my mother was around the same age, was she the same way?
If my mother were really having sex with Da Guo at this moment, would she be as uninhibited as Teacher An?
Would she, like Teacher An, be kneeling on the bed, raising her large buttocks for Da Guo to take her?
I glanced at the phone lying beside Teacher An, realizing I couldn't retrieve it for now.
"Ah~~~~~~" The moment my penis was fully inside her, Teacher An let out a long, drawn-out moan. It was both unfamiliar and incredibly pleasing to the ear. It was hard to believe that the same Teacher An, whose voice in the classroom was firm and authoritative, could produce such a gentle and captivating moan in bed.
Perhaps because she was facing away from me and couldn't make eye contact, she felt even more uninhibited. The same was true for me—not being watched by Teacher An made me feel much more relaxed.
"Smack, smack, smack, smack..." I gripped Teacher An's large buttocks and began thrusting back and forth. The sound of our hips and buttocks colliding echoed with a dull, rhythmic thud.
With my hands clutching her buttocks, I looked down and watched my penis moving in and out of her. I could clearly see her anus, which contracted slightly with each thrust, heightening my excitement even further.
However, my movements were still quite clumsy, the rhythm of my thrusts somewhat erratic. Occasionally, due to poor control of the angle, my penis would slip out of Teacher An's vagina. Each time this happened, I quickly guided it back in.
"Slap, slap, slap..." As more and more fluid was drawn out by my thrusts, my hips became thoroughly soaked. Every time my hips collided with Teacher An's buttocks and pulled apart, strands of white, sticky fluid stretched between us, altering the sound of our impact.
"Ahhhh..." Meanwhile, Teacher An lay quietly on the bed, moaning and crying out with each of my thrusts. Her buttocks rippled with waves of flesh under the impact of my hips, making my breathing grow increasingly ragged.
The small bedroom was filled with the sounds of my panting, the sticky slapping of our bodies, and Teacher An's passionate cries—just like the sounds from those adult videos in internet cafes.
Through Teacher An's armpits, I could see the outward curve of her breasts, swaying back and forth with the force of my movements.
"Ah... uh..." Even though I had just been brought to climax by Teacher An's mouth, I was still a young man who had only recently lost my virginity. Under such intense stimulation, it took less than five minutes for me to feel my release building. I ejaculated inside Teacher An, pressing my hips firmly against her buttocks at the moment of climax. Her buttocks were incredibly elastic, pushing back against my hips as I came. Overwhelmed, I collapsed onto her back, my hands reaching around her armpits to grasp her full, ample breasts.
"Mmm~~~~~~~~" As I ejaculated, Teacher An's buttocks arched higher, and she pushed back against me, as if urging me to go even deeper.
One spurt, two spurts, three spurts... I released burst after burst deep into Teacher An's vagina, and I could feel the walls of her vagina contracting and massaging my entire penis...
---------------------------------------------
To read Ahead go to my patreon.
patreon.com/Satya69
Now join my telegram channel for a chance to get a free membership every month.Check patreon recent post for more information.
This book has 130 chapters in my patreon and many other stories for you to enjoy. Also I have the no-ntr version of this story in my patreon.