The Deal with Li Wen
Li Wen lay sprawled on the bed, her body slick with fragrant sweat, panting softly as she slowly caught her breath. Spotting Ma Jun grinning mischievously while fondling her ass, she let out a flirtatious laugh. "Ma Jun, I didn't expect you to be that good. You made me cum just with your tongue—Feng Kun's never pulled that off."
"It's all because you're such a slut, Teacher Li."
Ma Jun kneaded the cotton-soft flesh of her ass, occasionally brushing his fingers against her dripping wet pussy. It was a total flood down there—the bedsheet was soaked through in a huge patch.
"Ma Jun, do you really like your teacher?"
Li Wen arched her snowy-white ass a little higher, making it easier for him to play with her pussy. In the past, whether it was her husband or Feng Kun, they'd always just shoved their cocks straight in—no real foreplay. But this high school kid had her burning with desire. And he was only a freshman. God knows what he'd be like once he grew up a bit more.
"Teacher Li, you're so fucking slutty—who in school wouldn't want you? Every guy's dying to fuck that tight little pussy of yours."
Ma Jun chuckled, his fingers teasing inside her pussy. He didn't have any real feelings for Li Wen—it was pure lust. But damn, no one could match her wildness in bed. Not even Cao Meng, born with that seductive bone, quite measured up. Some women were just made for multiple men—the more lovers they'd had, the more their feminine allure shone. Li Wen was exactly that type.
"So what if I'm slutty? Don't you guys love slutty women?"
Li Wen said it without a care, then hoisted her pale ass high in the air, wiggling it seductively as she glanced back at him with a lewd grin. "You little perv, don't you love fucking me from behind? Teacher's pussy is itching again—come on, fuck me."
Seeing her so utterly cock-hungry and irresistible, Ma Jun didn't hold back. He climbed onto the bed, kneeling behind her, pressing his cock into the groove of her plump ass cheeks. His hands snaked under her arms to grab those big tits, groping them freely as his cockhead rubbed relentlessly at the entrance to her slutty teacher's hole, stoking her fire.
"Ma Jun, quit teasing—shove it in already! Teacher's pussy is aching! Hurry up... Fuck my little hole with that big cock of yours!"
Li Wen was driven wild by the grind of his massive cockhead, her creamy ass shaking nonstop, her face twisted in pure slutty bliss.
Ma Jun couldn't resist her bone-deep sluttiness, especially that intoxicating moan. With a grunt, he thrust forward, slamming his scorching cock deep into her sopping pussy. She was so drenched it slid in effortlessly, her tight, tender walls clamping from all sides. It felt so good he nearly groaned.
"Ah... ah... Ma Jun... your cock's so huge... it feels amazing..."
Li Wen gasped and moaned nonstop under his pounding. "Ah... you little bastard... I can't take it... ohhh... harder!"
Responding to her pleas, Ma Jun drove his iron-hard cock to her depths without mercy, fucking her till her eyes rolled back. She begged breathlessly, "Not so hard... slow down... it hurts a bit..."
Ma Jun paused, exasperated. "Teacher Li, do you want it hard or not?"
Li Wen pouted playfully. "Idiot, when I say harder, you go harder—but don't just ram like a bull. You think my pussy's a chimney? You know your dick's huge, right? Sex needs rhythm—know when to pound and when to ease up. That's how you make a woman cum. Otherwise, you get yours and leave her hanging. She won't fuck you again. Got it?"
Since hooking up with Zhang Li, Ma Jun had picked up some tricks, but most came from porn and dirty novels. Zhang Li had taught him a few things, but she was conservative herself—didn't know much more than him and was too shy to say. So his technique was still mostly brute force: charge in, blast off. His superhuman stamina always got Zhang Li off eventually, but to Li Wen, he was just a green kid with a monster cock who didn't know how to use it.
Last time with Li Wen had been rushed. Tonight was their real fuckfest. Under her expert guidance, Ma Jun experimented with pace while savoring her hot, voluptuous body. His cock plunged in and out of her slick channel with wet schlick-schlick sounds, the bed creaking rhythmically like some erotic symphony.
He thrust steadily now, not the wild hammering of before. Li Wen's ass rocked in sync, her juices leaking from their joined sexes, trickling down her long, pale thighs to stain the sheets.
Before, he'd have blown his load ages ago. Tonight, he held back deliberately, prolonging it. But doggy was tiring—soon his thrusts slowed, arms burning.
"Ma Jun, you tired? Let me take over... rest up."
Li Wen smirked, sensing his fatigue. Though reluctant, Ma Jun pulled out and flopped back. She straddled him, knees on either side, parting her dripping lips with delicate fingers to line up his still-raging hard-on. With a wet squelch, she sank down, her plump ass engulfing his cockhead, then started riding him up and down.
Ma Jun watched her slim waist twist, tits jiggling, moans dripping sex as her body undulated. Those firm, bouncy melons mesmerized him—he grabbed them, squeezing and shaping them. Compared to Liu Yan's massive, perfect orbs, Li Wen's perky rack was no slouch, hardening under his pinches.
"Ma Jun... ohhh... Teacher feels so good... ah... ah... it's heaven..."
Li Wen's face flushed crimson, eyes smoky with lust, red lips parted. Her full, pale body rocked hard, thighs clamping his sides like a rider galloping across the plains. Her juicy pussy clenched and milked his cock in a filthy, hypnotic display.
Ma Jun's cock throbbed under her sucking walls, waves of pleasure from the tip. No wonder she's San Zhong's infamous slut-teacher, he thought. Her bedroom freakiness is unmatched. Lucky me, getting to pound this horny housewife.
She tired after a bit, waist aching, and flopped back, legs splayed. Ma Jun plunged in missionary, sucking her pink nipples while thrusting. She moaned wildly, body quaking, her gorgeous mature face alight with lust, eyes pure seduction.
Seeing her lost in ecstasy, Ma Jun mauled her heavy tits, thrilled that San Zhong's slutty teacher was getting railed by his huge dick. His cock swelled harder, pounding furiously.
Li Wen gasped under the assault, hair tousled, sweat-slicked, face beaming ecstasy. "Good boy, Ma Jun... you're fucking Teacher so good... oh... oh... harder... so fucking good... pound my slutty pussy... I'm cumming!"
Ma Jun ramped up, slamming fifty or sixty strokes. Suddenly, her legs locked around his waist, arms crushing his neck, ass lifting off the bed as she hung on him, mouth agape in orgasmic frenzy. Her pussy clenched vise-tight, gushing hot juices over his cock.
Li Wen collapsed like jelly, but Ma Jun kept going, hammering her soft body till he grunted, cockhead tingling as he flooded her depths with thick cum. It overflowed, pooling white on the sheets.
Still thrusting through his orgasm, he finally slumped onto her, face buried in her ample cleavage. Their marathon fuck had lasted nearly an hour—his longest ever. Thanks to her coaching, he'd mastered rhythm, delaying his load. But it was a stamina killer; most guys couldn't last that long at full throttle.
Li Wen, basking in afterglow, stroked his head with a grin. "Ma Jun, you're something else. I taught you a few moves and you nailed it already. You fucked me to the stars—haven't felt that in ages. Your stamina smokes Feng Kun's. But that bastard's got better pussy tricks than you."
Ma Jun soured at her mentioning Feng Kun. "Teacher Li, can we drop Feng Kun already?"
She blinked, then giggled. "Fine, fine—you're the best, okay? But Teacher wants another round. You up for it? Or should I head home?"
Her challenging smirk sparked his competitive fire. This bitch won't submit easy, he thought. Just came her brains out, and she's ready again. No wonder her hubby's useless—normal guys would be drained dry by her.
"Who said I'm done? Bring it—I'm game."
Grinning, he caressed her sexy curves. His cock stiffened fast, nudging her fuzzy lips.
"Ah... you really can go again? Teacher's spent..."
Li Wen's eyes widened in shock. She'd been teasing—after that battle, most men were done. But this fifteen-year-old kid was hard again. Thrilled yet scared, she realized breaking with Feng Kun had landed her a better fuckbuddy: young, hung, no blackmail risk since he was a student.
After a few rubs at her slick entrance, Ma Jun spread her thighs and speared deep. His cum lubed her perfectly—he bottomed out easy.
"Ma Jun... oh... oh... oh..."
Feeling stuffed full again, Li Wen sighed contentedly. If only my husband had a cock like this, she mused. I wouldn't have fallen for Feng Kun. He's decent otherwise—just useless in bed, letting that creep steal my purity.
Ma Jun kissed her naked body, cock pistoning wildly—no rhythm this time, just a storm to break her fast. In under ten minutes, she came again; he followed, pumping her full.
Li Wen panted, drenched in sweat, limp. "Ma Jun, you're a beast. In a few years, you'll kill me."
He chuckled, groping her perky tits. "Teacher Li, fucking me feel good?"
"Hell yeah."
She beamed, eyes slits of pleasure. "Never thought a high schooler could handle a woman like this. If I'd known, I'd have jumped you sooner. No more dodging Teacher, got it?"
"I'll fuck you anytime, Teacher Li."
Ma Jun paused. "But you gotta agree to three conditions."
"What conditions?"
Li Wen blinked, surprised he'd negotiate.
"No more other guys—especially Feng Kun. And leave Liu Yan alone."
She burst out laughing, mocking. "Ma Jun, you kidding? What can you offer? Think a big dick makes you king? I've seen plenty. Drop a few grand, I could hire better. Wanna be a gigolo? I can hook you up."
Predictably defiant. Ignoring her barbs, Ma Jun gritted out, "I deleted those pics, but I kept copies. Don't want every guy in San Zhong seeing your nudes, do you?"
"You little shit—plotting against me?"
Her face darkened; she bolted up, grabbing his arm. "Did you really go to Feng Kun's?"
She feared Feng Kun's copies more than Ma Jun's threat.
"Of course. Relax, Teacher Li—no malice. Just promise to back off Liu Yan, and they stay buried."
That was his real goal. Liu Yan couldn't handle Li Wen's schemes—she'd lose big eventually. He had to force a truce.
"Knew it—you and that cousin of yours are tight."
Li Wen snorted, releasing him. "All this for her? Such a devoted little bro. Liu Yan'd cry tears of joy—might even fuck you as thanks."
"Cut the crap. Yes or no?"
Ma Jun grew impatient, inwardly nervous. If she refused, leaking pics would backfire—make her hate him forever. A schemer like her as an enemy? Scary.
"Fine, deal—as long as Liu Yan doesn't mess with me, I won't touch her."
Shockingly, she agreed. "But my condition: you service me regularly. Don't care about your other girls—you prioritize me. Clear?"