Chapter 839: The Third Round with Vanessa
After their intense session, the two fell asleep in each other's arms, waking only as dusk began to settle. Kevin groggily awoke to the sound of hushed conversation. Opening his eyes, he saw Vanessa standing by the window, talking on the phone. She was completely naked, her plump, firm buttocks jutting out, and her long, slender legs gently swaying. The room was dark, but the streetlights outside cast a golden glow on her mature, alluring body, making her look ethereal and seductive.
The sight invigorated Kevin, banishing his sleepiness. He quietly got out of bed and approached Vanessa from behind, overhearing her conversation. It seemed she was talking to her husband, Andrew, who was asking her to bring their child back home.
"Alright, alright, I get it," Vanessa said, sounding a bit impatient. "I'll bring him back after I've stopped breastfeeding. How much longer will you be there?"
"About a week, I think. There are still a few villages we haven't visited yet, and they're in the mountains, which makes it difficult," Andrew explained.
"You guys are just going through the motions with this poverty alleviation thing. Why take it so seriously? There's no extra pay for it," Vanessa complained. Her husband, Andrew, worked for the labor union and had been stuck in a dead-end position for years. This poverty alleviation mission was just another government formality, and most of the people sent were like Andrew—idle staff members no one took seriously.
"You can't say that. The county is taking this seriously. They even held a mobilization meeting, and the leaders gave speeches," Andrew said. "Those who perform well might get promoted. I'm just trying to give it my best shot."
"Yeah, right. You'd be better off sucking up to your leaders. That's more effective than anything else," Vanessa scoffed. "Look at the people who joined the labor union with you. How many of them haven't been promoted? You're the only one still stuck in the same place. It's embarrassing."
"Leaders have their own considerations. They all have connections and backgrounds. What do I have?" Andrew said. "And you're no better off. You're just a regular teacher at the school."
"At least I'm not stuck in the same place. I got promoted last semester, and in a couple of years, I'll be promoted again. My rank will be higher than yours," Vanessa retorted angrily. She was about to say more when she suddenly felt a warmth in her buttocks. Turning around, she saw Kevin grinning behind her, his penis poised to enter her. Before she could react, Kevin grabbed her waist and thrust his hot, hard penis into her vagina.
"Mm..." Vanessa moaned, almost dropping her phone as her body went limp. The sensation of Kevin's thick, long penis filling her up, the glans pushing against her tender cervix, made her instinctively push back, lowering her waist and raising her plump buttocks high, exposing her wet, inviting vulva to Kevin's thrusts.
Andrew, on the other end of the line, didn't notice the change in his wife's voice. He had no idea that Vanessa, completely naked, was being ravished by a student. He knew his career had stagnated over the years, and his standing with Vanessa had diminished. Marrying such a beautiful wife had been possible only because his future at the labor union seemed bright compared to Vanessa's teaching job.
But Andrew was introverted and not good at networking. Despite his diligence, he had never been favored by any leader. Watching his colleagues get promoted while he stayed in the same position was disheartening, and it strained his relationship with Vanessa. He knew she was ambitious and feared that if he didn't step up, their marriage would suffer.
"Don't worry, honey. I'll do my best this time. Our unit has two slots for promotion after a year of service in the countryside. I'm trying to get one of them. Our leader has promised to put in a good word for me. When I get back, I plan to invite our labor union leader to dinner. I'd like you to join us," Andrew said.
"Mm-hmm, we'll see," Vanessa replied, barely listening as she endured Kevin's powerful thrusts. Pleasure surged through her, making it hard to concentrate on her husband's words. She quickly ended the call, closed her eyes, and leaned against the windowsill, her face a picture of ecstasy. Her plump, white buttocks swayed seductively as her vagina contracted around Kevin's thick penis, her juices flowing freely.
"You're so tight," Kevin groaned, holding Vanessa's waist as he watched her plump buttocks jiggle with each thrust. Her white flesh turned rosy under his hands, and he couldn't resist slapping her round cheeks, watching them ripple.
"Ah..." Vanessa gasped, looking back at Kevin with a sultry smile as she shook her white, round buttocks. "Kevin, do you like playing with your teacher's butt?"
Vanessa was now like a bitch in heat, her lustful nature fully exposed. Only with this wanton teacher could Kevin reveal his darkest desires without any guilt or hesitation.
"Mrs. Jones, your big butt is so slutty. You dress so provocatively every day. Are you trying to seduce men?" Kevin slapped her buttocks harder, the sound echoing in the room. He imitated the degrading language from erotic novels, feeling a rush of excitement as his penis grew harder, thrusting deeper into Vanessa's cervix.
He had always enjoyed reading erotic stories about students having sex with their teachers, often imagining Vanessa as the main character. Now, actually having sex with her, he couldn't believe his luck. He wasn't going to miss this chance to fulfill his fantasies.
As Kevin continued to spank her, Vanessa moaned in pleasure, her white buttocks swaying. She turned to Kevin, her eyes full of lust, and said, "Kevin, have you always wanted to fuck your teacher's big butt?"
"Of course, Mrs. Jones. You're so slutty. Every guy wants to fuck your slutty pussy," Kevin said boldly, seeing that Vanessa wasn't offended but rather enjoying it. He felt more confident, speaking his mind without restraint.
"Really? Do all the boys want to fuck their teacher? What do they say about me?" Vanessa laughed, seeming to enjoy hearing these secrets.
"They say you're the sluttiest teacher at school, that you've been fucked by countless men. They say your ass is so big because it's been fucked so much, and your tits are big from being groped. They think you dress provocatively because you want to be fucked by men," Kevin said, initially hesitant but encouraged by Vanessa's interest, he spilled everything.
"You boys don't study at all, just fantasize all day. You must read too many dirty books," Vanessa teased, feeling a perverse thrill. Her vagina tightened involuntarily around Kevin's penis, squeezing him as she continued to provoke him. "Now that you've fucked your teacher, how does it feel?"
"It feels amazing," Kevin groaned, his penis tingling with pleasure as Vanessa's vagina sucked him in. Her soft, wet folds enveloped him, making him thrust harder, driving Vanessa wild with lust. Her seductive, mature body responded eagerly, her moans filling the room.
Meanwhile, in the adjacent bedroom, Adrian stared at a pile of colorful bras and panties on the bed. He had accidentally discovered them while turning over his pillow. Although he had stolen Vanessa's underwear before, this seemed like too much. Was he mistaken? Thinking about how Vanessa had extorted a thousand yuan from him, he felt angry. He hadn't even gotten any benefits from it. Suddenly, he heard faint moans from the next room, unmistakably Vanessa's voice. Her moans were so arousing that they made his penis hard.
Adrian couldn't resist. He pulled down his shorts, wrapped his penis in one of Vanessa's panties, and started masturbating. After just a few strokes, he felt a tingle in his glans and ejaculated. That slutty teacher was too much. He vowed to fuck her one day. Wiping off the semen, Adrian realized something was off. Vanessa's husband was away on a business trip. Who was she with? It didn't sound like she was masturbating. It was definitely the sounds of sex. Was she cheating? Adrian's face twisted into a lewd smile.
"Ah, ah, Kevin, harder. I can't take it. Harder," Vanessa moaned, her legs tightening, her white buttocks pushing back against Kevin. Her mature body trembled, covered in sweat, as she reached the peak of pleasure. Kevin, panting heavily, thrust his thick, hot penis into her wet pussy, his scrotum slapping against her white buttocks, making a loud, rhythmic sound. Her thick labia clung to his penis, flipping in and out with each thrust, her juices flowing down her thighs and onto the floor.
Kevin's glans rubbed against her cervix, teasing the delicate flesh. Her vagina tightened around him, the walls slick with her juices.
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