The Sultry Teacher Li Wen's Fragrant Erotic Games
After two periods, students trickled out to line up for calisthenics, but Ma Jun and Huang Guoxin skipped again, slinking off to the bathroom to slack. On the way, Huang Guoxin kept prying, still refusing to believe Liu Yan had suddenly become Ma Jun's cousin.
"You annoying or what? What does it matter to you if Liu Yan's my cousin?" Ma Jun rolled his eyes, stepping into the bathroom and whipping out his big dick to piss with a loud hiss. "You'd better focus on chasing Li Ting. I don't think she's gonna be easy for you to land."
"Of course it matters! We're tight as brothers—if Liu Yan's your cousin, that makes her basically mine too, right?" Huang Guoxin pulled out his own dick too, though it was way shorter than Ma Jun's, pale and tender. Ma Jun always teased him that it was more like a little bird. As he pissed, Huang Guoxin grinned. "If anyone messes with me later, I can go to Teacher Liu for backup. Plus, having a hot cousin like that makes me look good. Hell, maybe I'll just call Teacher Liu my big sis too."
"Why the hell should you? Get it straight—Liu Yan's my cousin, got nothing to do with you." Ma Jun wasn't thrilled, shaking the piss drops off his big dick with a huff. "Don't go bothering my cousin for shit from now on, you hear me?"
"Don't be so stingy. It's not like you're losing anything." Huang Guoxin knew he was pushing it, but like Ma Jun, he'd always lusted after the sexy beauty of a teacher. Now that there was a chance to get closer, he wasn't letting go. "Every time you come over, my mom treats you like her own son. I haven't complained, have I?"
Mention of Cao Meng made Ma Jun feel guilty. He knew Huang Guoxin just wanted the bragging rights, but he'd actually fucked his best friend's mom for real. You can't bite the hand that feeds—or in this case, the mouth that sucks—so he couldn't argue much and tacitly agreed. Whether Liu Yan would go for it wasn't his problem.
Huang Guoxin beamed at Ma Jun's approval and was about to leave when he spotted chalk graffiti on the bathroom wall—a drawing. He looked closer, eyes lighting up, and called Ma Jun over. Curious, Ma Jun leaned in. On the whitewashed wall was a crude but vivid sketch of a woman's voluptuous nude body. The massive tits and fat ass stood out, posed on all fours with chest thrust out and butt hiked high. A man stood behind, his dick jammed in her ass. Scrawled crookedly beside it: Li Wen's slutty cunt is too fine—I wanna fuck Li Wen's big slutty cunt.
The drawing was primitive—no facial features, nothing like online HD porn—but it had a raw appeal. The woman's arched-back, ass-pouted pose screamed slutty and wanton, firing up the imagination.
Ma Jun stared, his heart racing, cock stiffening fast. He couldn't help asking, "Who's Li Wen? Which class? Never heard of her."
Bathroom walls were always covered in guys' porn doodles, usually of the school's sluttiest girls or teachers. Once, some idiot drew Li Ting, sparking outrage—the Class 57 boys hunted him down, beat his ass, and dragged him to the disciplinary office. Big demerit, plus a month cleaning the boys' bathroom.
"You don't know Li Wen? She's the school's infamous slutty teacher." Huang Guoxin was shocked Ma Jun was clueless, then eagerly spilled. Li Wen was a first-year Chinese teacher, stacked and flashy-dressed. Boys drooled over her snowy tits in class; some even snuck phone shots up her skirt to sell to other classes.
Rich kid Huang Guoxin bought the full set—some allegedly showed her fat pussy. She'd been out over a year after having a kid, just back this term. He'd already pre-ordered photos from her class boys, demanding videos for extra thrill.
"Nice—you hog that shit and don't tell me? We even bros anymore?" Ma Jun griped, though his mind flashed to last night's garden fuck with that slutty teacher. Her wanton vibe matched Huang Guoxin's description perfectly. And with the kid timeline and milky scent... had he unwittingly railed this very Li Wen?
"I did show you—you said it was lame!" Huang Guoxin whined. He'd rushed to share the pics, but Ma Jun barely glanced and called him a perv, so he'd kept them private.
Ma Jun vaguely recalled, but blurry phone pics from shaky hands in dim skirts weren't his thing. Online had HD nudes of perfect models—huge tits, fat asses, even close-up pussy folds. Yet real-life familiarity beat anonymous pros.
"Kidding. Let's go." Ma Jun's mind churned. Fucking Li Wen last night felt stupid now. Slutty women tempted, but he preferred prim ones deep down. Zhang Li and Cao Meng were closet sluts—prim in public, wild in bed, faithful till him.
He could've hit the hair salons north of school—short-skirted girls flashing thighs, cheap at 100 kuai, even 50 in slow times. Lots of San Zhong boys swapped stories, but Ma Jun never went. Too dirty—pussies worn by countless cocks. He'd rather jerk at home. Li Wen was a teacher, but no better than salon whores. Post-fuck regret hit: sharing her hole with Feng Kun felt sleazy, like sinking to his level.
Men are selfish, hating to share—especially beloveds. Ma Jun toyed with lending Zhang Li to Huang Guoxin for balance (after fucking his mom), but it was mostly lust, no deep feelings. For crush Liu Yan? No way—not even "sis" status, let alone sharing her body. She was his alone.
At the bathroom door, Huang Guoxin clutched his gut. "Ugh, can't... Mom's big shrimp last night—overdid it. Stomach hurts. Go ahead."
Ma Jun headed out alone—and froze. A stunning MILF stood there, curvaceous and seductive in a purple low-cut mini-skirt. Towering tits spilled half-exposed, juicy white flesh begging to burst. Faint milky scent wafted. Shapely pale thighs gleamed below. Her flirtatious face beamed a hypnotic smile.
But Ma Jun gaped, wanting to bolt back inside. It was last night's garden slut—and Huang Guoxin's Li Wen. Here? Hunting him?
Li Wen eyed Ma Jun, gaze dropping to his crotch bulge. Recalling last night's dick-wrecking bliss, she thrilled. Seeing his panic, she smirked coldly. "Ma Jun, last night's stunt—you think I don't know? Ballsy, fucking a teacher."
His heart skipped. She'd suspected. Two daytime bumps with intimate contact made sense. But deny: "Teacher Li, what're you talking about? No clue. Went straight home after school. Wrong guy?"
His feigned confusion enraged her, tits jiggling as she trembled, lips bitten. "Deny it? Come with me. I'll check myself."
She grabbed his arm, dragging toward the boys' room. Ma Jun panicked—Huang Guoxin inside! Exposure inevitable, maybe spilling to Liu Yan. Disaster. They tussled; he yanked her into his arms. Medium height between Cao Meng and Liu Yan, taller than Zhang Li, petite-framed but post-partum plush. Soft, comfy hug—especially her snowy tits mashing his chest like a body massage. Pure bliss.
Clutching her plush curves, inhaling milky scent, Ma Jun's cock hardened, poking her pussy through clothes. Li Wen jolted, grabbing it. "Still deny? No other monster cock like this in school. Wanna test me? Disciplinary office now—your cum's on my panties. Ironclad. No escape."
Threat sank in. Disciplinary office? Cum evidence? She'd claim rape—expulsion, jail, Mom heartbroken. Cold sweat. He released her, pleading: "Teacher Li, my bad. Don't tell. I'll do anything."
She nodded smugly at his confession. "For the decent fuck last night, I'll keep quiet. But obey me from now on—whatever I say. Got it?"
Regret flooded Ma Jun. Knowing her rep, linking with her felt wrong—Liu Yan and Zhang Li would judge. But handle gripped, he nodded, submitting.
"Good. First order: girls' bathroom. Now." She sauntered off, pausing at his hesitation. "Doubt your sincerity? Won't repeat myself."
Her mocking grin humiliated him. A man toyed by a slut? Caught entering girls' room? Ruinous. But defiance too risky. Swallowing pride, he followed into the empty girls' bathroom—calisthenics time.
Layout like boys', but better: walled stalls with doors. Still primitive vs. office building. Teachers used indoor usually; this for breaks. Empty now—relief.
Li Wen stopped two-thirds in, turning with a lewd grin. "That's better. Obey instantly—no hesitation, or punishment. Now, panties off."
She braced the wall, bending to hike her round fat ass.
Ma Jun shrugged—fresh thrill for her? Play along, maybe escape. He lifted her purple skirt: snowy ass, black thong wedged deep, outlining plump pussy lips. Stray glossy pubes poked out.
Her ass was perfection—firm, round, taut, no flab. Zhang Li's too fatty, Cao Meng's too petite. Only Liu Yan's rivaled—but would he ever see?
"Like my ass? Wanna touch?" Li Wen wiggled, cheeks quivering, grinning at his stare. She'd meant to torment him, but exposure aroused her—teasing the precocious freshman felt fun.
Ma Jun caressed the warm, silky globes—like fine satin. "Skin like congealed fat" made sense now. No wonder Huang Guoxin paid—worth it. Pics paled to real feel.
Firm, bouncy, faintly scented—body or milk? Fingers traced delicate skin. He'd groped Zhang Li's, but never this close. Fear of "perv." But Li Wen was the perv—bold now, he licked her cheek.
Tingly, she squirmed. Dog-like laps thrilled shamefully. Husbands skipped foreplay. "Didn't expect a kid like you so playful. How many women you fucked?"
His thrusts were green, but he'd lasted 30+ minutes blind. Not virgin, not pro. High schoolers wild now—daring teacher-fucks. Her school days? Hand-holds were triumphs.
Ma Jun flushed, ass slick with spit, thrilled. Older women like Zhang Li/Cao Meng inhibited him—straight to fuck, bored routine.
Li Wen? Youngish, shameless—uninhibited. "Fallen in her clutches? Might as well enjoy. Huang Guoxin'd kill for this—phone peeks vs. real ass-play."
No answer—she patted her ass. "Enough licking? Task unfinished. Hurry—someone coming."
He yanked the thong to her knees, baring her juicy pink pussy. Tenderer than Zhang Li/Cao Meng's—plump outer lips cradling pink inners, perky clit, bushy pubes. Aroused glisten.
"Suddenly I came upon a grove of peach trees... hundreds of paces along the shore, no other trees, fresh grass lovely, fallen petals scattered. The fisherman was amazed. Pressing on to the end of the grove, he found a spring—the mountain had a small cave, seemingly lit within." Ma Jun murmured Tao Yuanming, entranced.
Li Wen caught it—Peach Blossom Spring? Blushed at the metaphor, teasing: "Good student, reciting classics now? Zhang Li'd be touched. Shall I praise you to her?"
Zhang Li mention panicked him. "Teacher Li, done what you asked. Class soon—back to room?" He turned to flee. No good staying.
"Leave? Game's just started." She spread cheeks, parting fat lips to reveal pink folds and dripping hole. "Love licking? Lick me good—make me cum, you're free. Easy?"
Stunned. Pussy tempting to fuck, but lick? "Teacher Li, another task? Not... hygienic."
His grimace pleased her. "No. Dirty now? Last night fine. Move—or chat with Zhang Li about her student."
Fuming post-home, helpless with Feng Kun, now this kid? Repressed rage erupted—lesson time, vent years' humiliation.
Ma Jun seethed at her smugness—slap her? But bend: he knelt, tongue to soft folds.
Clean, no stink—mind over matter. Light laps; sensitive twitches amused. He targeted clit nub, sucking hard. Trembles, juices flowed.
"Ah... so itchy..." Li Wen writhed, moaning loud. First oral—meant to shame, but ecstasy hit. Ass up for more.
Ma Jun toyed, dodging spots. "Teacher Li, suffering? Stop?"
Shy: "Don't. Feels good—keep licking."
Loss each dodge, too proud to beg.
He slurped wetter folds, then sucked clit fiercely, tongue swirling.
"Ah... can't..." Shockwave—intenser than dick. Climax crashed: ass bucked, pussy clenched, squirting hot.
Ma Jun shocked—faster than his 30-min fuck. Soaked, he wiped, rinsed at sink.
Li Wen glowed, panting satisfied-slutty. "Pass. Go to class."
Relief—but footsteps, girls chattering. End of calisthenics—toilets. Caught? Doomed.
Li Wen paled briefly, calmer: pulled panties, dragged him to end stall, shut door. Silent.
He huddled, hearing pisses amid chatter. Safe, but girls dawdled gossiping.
Impatient—sudden chill: Li Wen squatted, tugging his pants down, freeing tented cock.
What?! He covered—girls nearby!
"Good boy—you pleased me. Reward time." At resistance: "Disobey? I leave."
Reluctant release. Thong off—huge cock sprang. Lewd grin, she stroked, engulfed half—gagging on length, bobbing expertly.
First blowjob—from hot teacher, risk heightening thrill. Warm mouth, tongue swirling glans—bliss. Pro skills; he bucked, cum blasting her throat.
She choked, eyes watering—girls gone. Swallowed remnants: "Satisfied, Ma Jun? Teacher's fair. Morning done—garden after school. More tasks."
"Teacher Li, let me off? I know I fucked up—inspection?"
"Not that easy. Won't eat you. Evening—don't be late." Ass-swaying exit.
Ma Jun sighed, left girls', bumped Huang Guoxin at boys'. "Still here? What?"
"Waiting for you, bro." Arm around, to class—dick still oozing cum. Li Wen's too damn slutty.