Chapter 5: Three Creampies for Teacher
Chapter 5: Three Creampies for Teacher
"I'm so tired..." Inside the office, the elegantly dressed, intellectual beauty of a teacher stretched languidly. Her voice was soft and seductive, bordering on a pout. "We've been at it for so long, my legs and my private parts are so sore."
From noon until four in the afternoon, Teacher Chu and I had been at it for nearly three hours without a moment's rest.
Looking at the usually cold and dignified Teacher Chu in this state, a strange sense of satisfaction welled up in my heart. I chuckled softly. "It’s your own fault for having such a greedy little mouth down there."
Chu Ning looked at me with a resentful gaze, looking quite aggrieved. "You never take the initiative to come find me. If you came to see me once a day, would I really be this starved for it?"
"Uh..." I didn't quite know how to respond to that.
Firstly, if we met too often, someone would eventually notice something was off. Secondly, Chu Ning was a beautiful young woman in her prime, and her libido was indeed quite formidable.
Seeing my silence, Teacher Chu lightly tapped my forehead and smiled. "Are you scared, you little brat?"
I reached out and caressed her beautiful ass through her jeans. "Why would I be scared?"
Teacher Chu had prepared two outfits for today: a long skirt with stockings and a pair of slim-fit jeans. She had certainly come prepared.
"I don't know what's wrong with me," she sighed softly. "I don't usually think about these things, but as soon as I see you, I can't help myself. My mind just keeps replaying the scenes of us in bed together."
I feigned surprise. "Am I really that charming?"
"Hmph." She gave a light snort and pinched my cheek. "Don't you know how many young girls are infatuated with this little face of yours? Some of the girls at school look at you with eyes practically dripping with desire."
Thanks to my parents' excellent genes, I was indeed quite good-looking.
I had clear-cut features, a high bridge to my nose, and slightly thin lips, giving me a clean and handsome appearance. Standing at 185 centimeters, I was tall and lean—a literal walking clothes hanger. Every day when I opened my desk, I would pull out a dozen or so fresh love letters under the envious gazes of my male classmates.
I spoke smoothly, "No matter how many girls like me, didn't I still end up in your hands?"
"You certainly know how to make me happy." Teacher Chu’s face lit up like a flower in bloom. Delighted, she leaned in and touched the tip of her nose to mine.
"Are you hungry?" I asked, stroking her slender waist with concern.
After such a long session, both of our energy reserves were depleted. To avoid the eyes of the other students, neither of us had even eaten lunch.
"A little," she admitted.
"I made some porridge." I picked up the insulated lunchbox I had brought into the office earlier and placed it in front of her. "Give it a taste."
"What kind is it this time?" She looked pleasantly surprised. "It's been a while since I've had your porridge."
I opened the container. "Osmanthus Lily Red Date Porridge. It’s good for your complexion and replenishes the blood."
The porridge inside was piping hot, emitting an enticing aroma.
Teacher Chu took a light sniff of the fragrance, looking impatient to start, but then she suddenly said in a soft, melting voice, "I want you to feed me."
"Alright." Helplessly, I picked up the spoon, scooped some of the mixture, and held it to her lips.
As far as I knew, Teacher Chu’s romantic history was almost a blank slate. She had never been in a relationship; her marriage had been an arrangement by her parents, and she shared no affection with her husband. That was why, when she was with me, she acted like a young girl who loved to act spoiled.
Savoring the delicious taste of the osmanthus porridge, she couldn't help but remark, "My mind was so full of thoughts about doing that with you earlier that I didn't even notice you carrying a lunchbox in."
"Then you really are a little pervert." I couldn't resist pinching the flesh of her butt.
"A big pervert," she corrected coyly. She leaned in and kissed me softly, passing the porridge from her mouth into mine.
"Delicious," I whispered. "It tastes better than yours."
"Why?" She looked confused. "Isn't it the same?"
I laughed and explained, "That's because the porridge I just drank was seasoned with your saliva."
"You..." Chu Ning looked slightly bashful. "Whatever girl marries you is going to be lucky to death. You have such a sweet tongue, and you're such a good cook."
I pulled her into my arms. "Didn't you say you wanted to marry me after your divorce? Are you planning on breaking that promise now?"
Teacher Chu stared into my eyes, her tone half-joking and half-serious. "Actually, I’d rather be your mistress... people say the mistress gets more spoiled than the wife. I want you to spoil me forever."
I twitched my nose slightly. "Why is there a smell in this room?"
She blinked, startled. "What smell?"
"The 'stink' of being in love."
The corners of her mouth curled up, and she couldn't suppress her smile. "You're so cheesy."
"Come on, my dear Ning'er, finish your porridge."
"Feed me. Mouth-to-mouth, just like I did for you..."
"You're even cheesier than I am."
...
We continued feeding each other mouth-to-mouth until the insulated lunchbox of Osmanthus Lily Red Date Porridge was finished. Just then, a phone rang.
Chu Ning answered, said a quick "Okay," and hung up.
"What is it?" I asked.
She glanced at her watch. "Your Chinese teacher said she can't make it for the last period. She asked me to swap classes with her."
I glanced at the wall clock. "The last period starts right after this break."
"Mm." She gave a soft nod. "We should head out in a bit. Remember to go downstairs first and pretend you just arrived at school."
I held her supple body, my hands starting to wander again. "We can hide from people, but we can't hide from the cameras."
Teacher Chu didn't seem worried. "No one is ever on duty in the security room; it's always empty. Besides, who would be bored enough to go back and check the footage?"
"Why is it so bulging here?" As my hands moved between her legs, I paused, feeling a slight protrusion at her private area.
"I put in a pad," she explained.
"Why a pad?" I was a bit confused.
She gave me a playful, sideways glare. "Isn't it because of what you did? You gave me three creampies today, and you came so much... I was afraid it would leak out."
"It won't." My fingers rubbed gently against the denim of her jeans. "Your pussy is so tight, it won't leak out at all."
Every time we had sex, it wouldn't be long before her labia closed up tight, leaving only a tiny, shallow slit at the entrance of her tender canal. Even if her womb and beautiful pussy were filled to the brim with my cum, it wouldn't spill out. This was something I had learned from our many encounters.
"I'm just being safe," she said, rising from my lap and turning to the mirror to fix her makeup. "It would be very uncomfortable if it leaked out without a pad."
"Alright, I'll head out first then." I picked up the lunchbox. "I'll leave while everyone is still in class so there aren't too many eyes around."
Teacher Chu hummed in agreement. She turned around, wanting to give me a kiss, but then remembered she had just reapplied her lipstick and decided against it.
Seeing her disappointed look, I took the initiative to peck her on her pretty cheek and gave her ass one last squeeze before slipping out the door.
The hallway was empty, with only the sounds of lectures echoing through the campus. I kept my head down and successfully made it to the bottom of the teaching building just as the bell rang, signaling the end of the penultimate period.