Chapter 1049 Alluring Legs
Especially the boys in the front row, including Ivan, greedily stole glances at the English teacher's slender, round, and snow-white legs beneath her light green short skirt. Kimberly's legs were indeed beautiful—her thighs plump and full, calves slender and straight, with fair skin. The two jade legs were currently encased in sheer nude stockings, outlining a captivating curve. She wore a pair of white open-toed high heels, with delicate feet wrapped in thin straps. Her fair toe tips, slim delicate soles, pink heels, and slender ankles formed a perfect artwork. The crystal pink nail polish on her toes shimmered faintly through the stockings, incredibly enticing.
"F**k, those legs are unbearable; I really want to touch them." Ivan watched the mesmerizing pair of legs swaying on the platform, swallowed hard, feeling a sudden hardening in his groin, making his crotch uncomfortable against his pants. He thought of heading home that evening to find Claire to relieve his tension.
While Kevin gazed at the English teacher's mature and elegant figure, his mind couldn't help but recall that passionate night—the luscious moist lips, the hazy gaze, the wildly flowing hair, the seductive moans, the undulating bosom, the heated skin, the taut, silky passage. The chaotic bedsheets flashed through his mind like a fast-paced slideshow. The captivating image of the fair and tall-bodied female teacher with her plump, lifted jade buttocks catering to the vigorous thrusts from the male student behind her. Their union causing the teacher's trembling jade body, swaying twin peaks, and a combination of painful yet pleasurable expressions.
Even now, Kevin felt like he was caught in a dream—a dream that seemed nothing more than his own fantasy. Adolescent boys love to daydream, especially when mature and attractive female teachers inadvertently slip into their dreams, engaging in passionate and bizarre encounters. These unspoken wild thoughts, these deeply buried secrets, accelerated the growth of the youths in their dreams—fantasies that were magnificent, wild, absurd, and fragile, like beautiful soap bubbles easily shattered by a touch.
Was this really a dream?
Kevin involuntarily closed his eyes, images of slender, plump, voluptuous, and graceful figures flashing through his mind—Alissa, Evelyn, Vanessa, Audrey, Grace, Kimberly, Caroline, Elizabeth, Hazel, Kimberly, Natalie... In just a few short months, this fifteen-year-old boy had been immersed in an unprecedented strange dreamland, a dreamland that countless boys and even men yearned for. Goddesses descending from their pedestals, undressing, skilfully unwinding, frolicking in an intimate dance of ecstasy. Sometimes Kevin wondered if it was the overwhelming pressure of his studies that induced such hallucinations.
He feared it was just a dream. Waking up one morning to a damp crotch would reveal the reality. He was still the neglected, impoverished teenager, left to continue fantasizing about those sensual female teacher figures.
"Alright, everyone, use the example sentences on the blackboard to form your own sentences." Kimberly explained the usage of two infinitives, wrote a few example sentences, saw everyone engrossed in writing, flipped through her teaching materials, and gracefully descended from the platform. Walking lightly down the aisle between the desks, she observed the sentences the students were writing, occasionally stopping to quietly correct mistakes.
"Albert, your sentence is incorrect. Didn't I just explain the usage of infinitives?" Kimberly frowned slightly at the sentence Albert had written, leaning down to offer a gentle explanation of the grammar.
Caught in Kimberly's enticing scent, Albert's right hand inadvertently brushed against Kimberly's finger. The soft, smooth touch excited him, racing his heartbeat and causing his erection. His eyes sneakily glanced at the English teacher's fair legs beneath her short skirt. Images of a certain Japanese adult film he had seen before occupied his mind— an empty classroom, a seductive and lascivious female teacher leaning over a student's desk, lifting her skirt to reveal her round, full buttocks, slowly removing her black lace thong, biting her red lips, her gaze hazy, whispering in a captivating voice, "Fuck me, baby!"
Albert tremblingly removed the white shirt of the female teacher, took off the black bra, revealing the perky, snow-white breasts with protruding rosy nipples. He greedily caressed the firm bosoms, the full and perky nipples providing a tantalizing sensation. The teacher reciprocated, twisting and shivering with excitement, uttering soft moans, eagerly gripping his throbbing member, and forcefully guiding it into her already moist entrance...
"Albert, are you following along?" Seeing Albert distracted, Kimberly raised her voice a bit.
Albert snapped out of his thoughts and quickly responded, "Kimberly, I understand. I was just contemplating how to use this infinitive correctly."
"Okay, write it again." Kimberly had a favorable impression of this student. Although Albert's father was the director of the City Construction Bureau, he was not as arrogant as Ivan. Moreover, when he saw her, he would always warmly greet her. She reached out and patted Albert's head as a gesture of encouragement before continuing down the aisle.
Albert shuddered, wearing a strange expression on his face. The soft touch from Kimberly's hand had left him lost in his fantasies. He envisioned the English teacher grasping and gently stroking his erect member, her slender and fair fingers fondling his sensitive head. The intense stimulation drove him to an uncontrollable urge to ejaculate!
"F**k," Albert cursed inwardly. He had trained hard this summer, even continuing his efforts without interruption while vacationing at Miami Beach. Initially confident, he had wanted to cleanse himself of past humiliations with Vanessa, but being humiliated by ejaculating from a mere touch to the head by Kimberly was shameful. He felt utterly embarrassed. The last time couldn't compare; at least he had glimpsed Vanessa's intimate area before climaxing. Truly a failure.
Could it be due to excessive masturbation recently? Albert felt depressed. In his current state, how could he dare to challenge Vanessa? That would be asking for trouble.
As Kevin wrote the last word, he stared blankly at his workbook. The letters gradually seemed to come alive, twisting their forms like a graceful woman's figure, teasing and competing against each other. He couldn't resist reaching out to touch the woman on the paper. She skillfully evaded his fingers but seemed to be enticing him, leaving him spellbound.
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