Teacher (Lily Futa) - Chapter 13

Even though Wu Qiu was teaching seriously and Qin Lang was studying seriously, it was obvious that neither of their minds were really on the math test paper.

Qin Lang’s cupid’s bow was swollen from Wu Qiu’s gentle biting. When she licked her own lips, it still stung a little. She obediently picked up the milk, took a sip, and slowly licked the milk stains clean from the corners of her mouth.

She looked way too cute doing that.

Wu Qiu glanced at the girl’s small, round earlobe, which was flushed pink. In the light, the fine white down on it was visible. She shifted her gaze back to the test paper and focused on explaining the lesson to Qin Lang.

In the afternoon, Wu Qiu clearly looked a bit tired. While Qin Lang was doing a practice test, she got up and went out for a while. When she came back, there was a faint smell of cigarettes on her — menthol cigarettes. It wasn’t too pungent, just a slight bitter note.

Although Wu Qiu hadn’t told her what had happened these past few days, being so busy that she didn’t even reply to messages probably meant it was something big… Qin Lang lowered her head and secretly spaced out.

While she was lost in thought, Wu Qiu knocked lightly on her head and said with a smile, “Spacing out again? Not being good, huh.”

“…Oh.” Qin Lang didn’t know what she was being sulky about. She forced her attention back to the books on the desk, but was startled by Wu Qiu’s next action.

Wu Qiu took the pen from Qin Lang’s hand and said in a completely casual tone, “Let’s go to the master bedroom.”

Generally speaking… the master bedroom was where they had sex and slept. There was no special occasion… Qin Lang was a bit dazed, but she still obediently followed behind Wu Qiu.

As soon as they entered the room, Wu Qiu turned around and pulled Qin Lang into her arms, licking the earlobe she had been craving for so long.

Qin Lang’s body trembled lightly, almost unable to stand. Wu Qiu lifted the girl onto the soft bed and, while pushing up her clothes, reached behind to unhook her bra. Probably no one would believe that the usually serious-looking Qin Lang wore strawberry-print underwear with pink lace edges.

“Little Lang’s underwear always surprises me…” Following the opened bra, Wu Qiu took one of the pink little tits into her mouth. Qin Lang’s nipples were overly sensitive. Every time Wu Qiu stimulated them, the girl would let out sounds that made people blush and their hearts race. But Qin Lang always felt it was too embarrassing to make noise, so she would bite her lip hard and refuse to make a sound.

This time was the same.

Wu Qiu pinched the girl’s cheeks, applying just enough force to stop her from biting her lip. Her lips parted slightly and a moan leaked out: “Mmm…”

Wu Qiu’s tongue circled the nipple. The areola was also very light in color, with a slightly grainy texture when licked. Then she sucked hard, making Qin Lang arch her body slightly in surprise.

Right after, Wu Qiu slipped a pillow under the girl’s waist.

Today Qin Lang was wearing a skirt, which was easily pushed up. Her safety shorts were pulled down to her knees, and her panties were the matching strawberry pattern.

The slender, youthful body unique to a teenage girl was fully displayed before the mature woman’s eyes. Nothing was hidden.

Wu Qiu’s fingers touched the inside of Qin Lang’s thigh. The soft flesh there felt amazing, so the woman gave it a gentle pinch.

“Wuu ah…!” The girl shuddered again.

No one would know that the fierce-looking Qin Lang, who didn’t seem easy to mess with, actually had such a sensitive body.

A wet patch had formed in the middle of the strawberry-print panties. Wu Qiu pressed on it with moderate force, rubbing through the fabric.

Qin Lang wasn’t very used to Wu Qiu being this gentle. She reached out to undo Wu Qiu’s sweatpants waistband, but her clumsy movements tied the string into a knot.

Wu Qiu laughed lightly and undid the knot in a few quick moves. Looking at Qin Lang, she teased, “So impatient?”

“I’m not!” Qin Lang glared back. If you ignored the fact that she was almost completely naked right now, it actually had some intimidation factor.

The outer corners of her eyes tilted slightly upward. Unlike Wu Qiu’s peach-blossom eyes, they looked a bit fiercer.

But the fierceness was just an illusion.

“You’re already so wet…” Wu Qiu really liked whispering in Qin Lang’s ear. That earlobe would tremble cutely. “Saying one thing but meaning another.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled the girl’s panties aside and positioned her cock to push inside.

Wu Qiu knew Qin Lang liked rough sex. The harder she thrust, the more juices flowed from that little hole, the heavier her panting became, and the slapping of Wu Qiu’s balls against Qin Lang’s pussy would turn the area red. At those moments, Qin Lang would make soft, cat-like cries — quiet, but incredibly arousing.

The moment the cock entered, it was immediately gripped tightly by layers of soft, wet flesh. They usually had sex every two or three days, so Qin Lang’s pussy had gradually gotten used to the thick cock.

Although she still hadn’t broken up with her boyfriend, she hadn’t contacted him much lately.

Qin Lang was somewhat addicted to this relationship with her teacher. She liked the secret that belonged only to her — being fucked by her teacher’s dick until tears and pussy juices flowed uncontrollably.

The overly soft inner walls sucked greedily on the cock. When it pushed in, it felt like both rejection and invitation. When it pulled out, it seemed to silently beg for it to stay.

Wu Qiu took a deep breath and started thrusting fast and hard. Soon the clear fluids at their joined bodies were churned into white foam. Overflowing slick poured from the little hole and ran down the insides of Qin Lang’s thighs.

Qin Lang had gotten a haircut on her short hair recently. She said she wasn’t suited for long hair — it would puff up like an afro and was too troublesome to manage every day.

But she had also shown Wu Qiu old photos of herself with long hair from junior high. Wearing a sailor uniform, with slightly messy hair and a rebellious gaze staring at the camera.

She had been the perfect example of a difficult bad student.

Now that bad student was lying beneath her, getting fucked by her cock until she cried “wuu wuu,” tears flowing nonstop from pleasure.

Her pussy juices also wouldn’t stop flowing.

After another hard thrust, Wu Qiu teased her: “Why are you producing so much water?”

Qin Lang didn’t answer. She lifted her unusually bright eyes and looked straight at Wu Qiu.

That look was too familiar. When she was still with her ex, the other person had often looked at Wu Qiu with the exact same eyes.

But Qin Lang’s version was hotter, more unrestrained — the pure sincerity unique to young people.

Wu Qiu avoided that gaze first. She gripped the girl’s waist and slammed her cock deep inside.

That look was instantly shattered by the thrust, no longer the same as before.

Wu Qiu’s heart felt a little more at ease.

The next second, the girl’s arms wrapped around her waist, pressing their bodies close. Their hips were already tightly joined. Those fingertips dug hard into her back as Qin Lang called out again and again: “Teacher…”

Wu Qiu felt completely helpless against Qin Lang.