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Read a thrilling story.: Teacher Nan is so thrilled!
This is a thrilling story, but it's a true story. It happened when I was in my second year at a university. I was one of Professor Nan's advisors. She was beautiful and lovely, single, and had a Ph.D. from England. I always liked helping Professor Nan, and she always gave me small tasks to help with, so we became very close. She told me to call her "Sister Nan" because it was more informal. My name is Zack. I'd say I'm good-looking, but not drop-dead gorgeous. Sister Nan liked to dress in short skirts above the knee, showing off her beautiful legs, and suit jackets over tank tops or spaghetti strap tops. I'd secretly liked her since my first year because of her beauty, loveliness, and kindness. I often went to her for advice on homework and other assignments. Some days she would walk me back to my dorm, and other days she would take me out to eat. I was closer to Sister Nan than anyone else in the university.
One day, I went to see Sister Nan around 4 pm to ask for advice on homework for one of her classes. She willingly explained how to do it until I understood. She said she was going to the restroom for a moment and would be back to add more information. I glanced into her shoulder bag and saw a movie inside. I couldn't see very clearly, so I took it out to look. Oh my god, it was porn! Did Nan watch porn too? I put it back. Seeing this, I was sure Nan was sexually repressed.
When Nan came back, I was already waiting. Nan explained everything to me, then said, "Let's go home. Want to have dinner together? I'll cook for you." I agreed. Nan drove me to her rented house. She lived alone in a small house about 10 km from the university, but it was in a residential area. Nan's house was very nice and well-organized. Nan and I cooked and ate together. After dinner, Nan asked if I wanted to leave or stay a little longer.
I asked if I could watch TV first because I didn't have one in my room. Nan agreed and said she needed to take a shower. The bathroom was downstairs, inside the house near the living room, while the bedroom was upstairs. Nan walked down in a towel, passing by the room where I was watching TV. I glanced at her; she was incredibly beautiful, with a figure comparable to Aum (a Thai celebrity). She smiled at me and went to shower. The only thing I could think of at that moment was, "I should sneak a peek." I slowly walked towards the bathroom. I could see light shining under the bathroom door, but it was too low to see clearly.
I was reading arousing stories, but I noticed one thing: the door wasn't locked. I cautiously peered through the gap in the doorway and saw her taking off her towel. The sight made my penis hard. A beautiful 35-year-old woman, with breasts around a 34-inch, 26-inch waist, and 36-inch hips. Her pink nipples were erect and alluring. Her pubic hair looked neatly trimmed. She was facing the door, but she probably didn't see me watching. She showered, lathering her body, then sat on the toilet, spreading her legs slightly, revealing her plump pubic mound and beautiful pink labia. She caressed her breasts, closing her eyes and moaning softly, "Mmm... Mmm... Sss... Mmm..." Just from that, I knew she was masturbating. I couldn't resist and instinctively masturbated myself. She stroked lower down to her pubic mound, touching her labia and clitoris, which was now fully exposed.
She moaned softly with lust. I could hardly believe my ears when she moaned, "Zack, I'm so aroused! Ahh, Zack, I can't take it anymore!" Her hand stroked her clitoris harder and faster, and I continued stroking my penis. "I can't take it anymore, Zack! Ahh, ahh, ahh!" She climaxed, and I ejaculated in my hand. I went to get some tissues to wipe the floor and my wet penis, then went back to watch TV. In my mind, I thought, "I have to fuck Nan tonight." While I was lying there watching TV and thinking about it, Nan finished showering and went back upstairs to change clothes. I wondered what she would wear. Soon, she came down to watch TV with me. She was wearing a white tank top, quite thin, revealing her beautiful pink breasts, and tight pink shorts that showed off her beautiful, tempting hips. I hesitantly asked her...
"Me - Hi, Nan. Um, do you have a boyfriend?"
Nan - (Asks a little shyly) "Not yet. I've just been studying. After graduating, I came to teach here. I don't really meet anyone. There's a lot of work, it's hectic."
Me - "Aren't you lonely, Nan?"
Nan - "Sometimes I am, but working and preparing to teach you guys helps me forget."
Me - "Don't you want to have someone in your life?"
Nan - "About that... I'd like to, but I'm getting old. At my age, who would be interested?"
Me - "Nan, you're beautiful and cute, you look like a 20-year-old. Who wouldn't be interested?"
Nan - "You're so sweet. You must have a boyfriend."
Me - "Uh... I've only had boyfriends before. I've been dumped so many times that I don't want to be with anyone anymore."
Nan - "You're good-looking and charming. Who could be so heartless as to dump my student?"
Me - "Never mind."
Just then, a Korean romantic drama started on TrueVisions. I watched for a while and started coming up with crazy plans. I kept scrolling through the emotional scene where the hero and heroine were about to kiss. I secretly glanced at Nan and saw her smiling brightly, completely engrossed in the movie. So I said,
"You look so beautiful today, Nan."
Nan blushed and said, "No way! I'm not beautiful at all. The heroine in this movie is way prettier than me."
I continued, "I think you're even more beautiful than the heroine, and sexier too."
Nan's face turned red. "You're so sweet-talking!"
I moved closer and asked, "Have you ever kissed anyone before?"
Nan's face turned even redder. "Never. I've never had a boyfriend." Her voice was very soft.
I then asked, "And what if I told you I liked you? Would you be disgusted?"
Nan's face turned bright red, and she lightly hit my arm to hide her embarrassment. "Crazy...Zack, what are you saying?"
I continued, "And what about you, Nan? Have you ever felt the same way about me?"
Nan replied, "I don't dare tell you that...uh...I like you too, Zack."
We locked eyes for an unknown amount of time. My heart told me to lean closer to Nan's beautiful face. Sister Nan closed her eyes, like a movie heroine, as the hero gently pressed his thick lips against her thin ones. My lips felt the warmth and delight of Sister Nan's lips. We kissed for a long time, gradually becoming more passionate. Her hands pulled my neck towards her, and I caressed her delicate back. I slipped my tongue through her soft lips, searching for hers. She responded with her own tongue as well. The sweetness of Sister Nan's first kiss (which I was sure was, as I'd been with women before) was intoxicating. My hands began to caress her neck, slowly moving down to her pale breasts. I steadily went towards the nipples I'd seen while she was showering, tracing my fingers around her pink nipples, then gently caressing them. She flinched slightly, as if goosebumps were falling, and let out a soft moan while our mouths remained locked in a passionate kiss. Mmm... Ah...
I pulled away from her lips and nuzzled her fragrant neck. The scent of her femininity and her faint perfume aroused me irresistibly. I nuzzled her neck, moving lower to her breasts, which were firm and full beneath her thin tank top and sweet pink bra. She moaned softly, "No, stop, Zack. It's not good... Mmm... Ahh..." But her actions contradicted her words. She pressed my head down, gently stroking my hair, and pulled it closer to her beautiful breasts. I whispered softly, "Nan, I just want to admire your beautiful breasts. Please, let me." She softly replied, "My small breasts aren't very appealing." I slowly removed her tank top, and she cooperated readily.
The pretty bra pushed her breasts apart. I unhooked the bra from both shoulders, sucking and licking her beautiful, white mounds. My hands gently squeezed through the bra. She was probably too aroused to control herself. I carefully unhooked her bra and slowly pulled it off. The breasts I had secretly admired an hour ago stood erect, no more than two inches from my face. I slowly licked around her pink nipples. She shivered and arched her chest towards my mouth periodically. I began gently and tenderly sucking on both of her nipples, my hands moving lower towards her pubic mound. I slipped my hand through her lace panties, feeling her delicate lace underwear, and stroked down towards her wet, aroused vulva. She gently tugged at my wrist, saying, "Zack, no... it's not good..." But I ignored her, unhooking her pants and slowly taking them off.
She cooperated readily. I couldn't stop now. I gently pushed her down onto the sofa, carefully sucking on her erect, tempting nipples. My left hand kneaded and caressed them, while my right hand slowly slipped through her pink lace panties, touching her pubic mound with its sparse pubic hair. I stroked her wet, aroused labia, gently tracing my fingers along the groove. She moaned softly, "Ah... oh... ahhh..." repeatedly. I withdrew my hand, unbuttoned my own shirt, and sat beside her beautiful legs. I carefully kissed her, moving from left to right up to her pubic mound. I saw her caressing her own breasts while moaning, "Mmm... Ahhh..." I gently licked and sucked on her wet, slippery vulva through her lacy underwear, which was now soaked with saliva and her juices. She moaned louder and louder as my tongue worked.
I slowly removed her underwear until it came off her legs. I gently spread her legs apart, revealing her large, palm-sized vulva and labia, with clear fluid oozing from the tightly closed, rosy pink folds, as if she had never been touched by a man before. I slowly buried my face there. She pushed me away gently and said, "Don't... Ahh... It's dirty!" I didn't listen. I wasn't going to let go of this rare, virginal pussy. I carefully licked and traced my tongue along the folds. She moaned incoherently, "Ohh... Ahhh... Oh, darling... It feels so good!" I sucked and licked her constantly flowing vaginal fluids. Her pussy was sweet and fragrant, with the scent of a young girl. She thrust her hips in rhythm with my licking. I took off my pants, my underwear, and stood up. My dick was rock hard, pointing straight up, showing it off to her. It's a 53mm, not huge, and 7 inches long, which is above average for Thai men. She was surprised and said, "I've never done this before, Zack. Be gentle, please." I wanted her to suck and lick the head of my dick, but I realized she probably hadn't experienced anything like this before. I decided to just get it over with.
I squeezed myself between her legs, rubbing the head of my dick against her wet, sweet-smelling pussy. I bent down and sucked on her nipples before slowly pushing my dick into her tightly closed pussy.
Then both my semen and Nan's semen oozed out, mixed with her blood, a bright red color. I felt a sharp pain in my frenulum. Wow, I'd taken a virgin from an older woman. Nan looked sad, so I comforted her, saying, "We belong to each other now. We're boyfriend and girlfriend. I love you." Nan smiled and replied, "Yes, I love you too, Zack. I'm your boyfriend now. Don't leave me. I lost my virginity to you, and we'll be together forever." That night, Nan and I slept together in bed. We had sex two more times. (She told me that she watched porn and masturbated 2-3 times a week. She'd never had a man she liked. She'd never dated anyone because she was focused on her studies until she got her PhD. She had a high sex drive until she met me. She said she secretly liked me too because I'm a good guy, kind, responsible, and a leader.) The next morning, Saturday, I bought her emergency contraception to prevent any accidents, since I ejaculated inside her every time. She dropped me off at my room and said, "See you later, my love." After that, we had sex almost every day. Both at Nan's house and at her dorm after school, we'd go out and watch movies together whenever we had time. Many of my friends saw us and started teasing us a lot.
Then one day, my heart was broken when Nan had to move to work near her home (in another province; I was in my fourth year of university at the time). She'd only come back occasionally for sex, and we lost contact for quite a while. Three years after I graduated, I heard she got married. Her mother wanted her to marry him. I finally got in touch with her again through Facebook. She arranged to meet me again. She apologized and cried, but she was still secretly having sex with me 2-3 times a month. She said her husband was busy with work and didn't pay much attention to her. Now she's pregnant (I don't know if it's my child or her husband's). I felt guilty, and she felt guilty too. We agreed not to do this again, afraid her husband would find out. But she was sad that she got married first. She apologized and cried, hugging me all night. After that, we both went our separate ways. I was very impressed with Nan. She's beautiful, kind, and she gave me my first love, my first kiss, and my virginity. I will never forget her.