A stronger, more intense scent, belonging to a mother, wafted over.
The scent, a mixture of lust and sweat, along with the warm, intimate aroma emanating from beneath the skirt, instantly assaulted my senses!
I could clearly smell the sweet, watery scent that emanated from her right here on the podium, when I pressed her against the cold table!
Right here by the window, my semen was forcibly stuffed deep into my mother's womb, smelling of fish!
Hold!
My blood is practically boiling!
My lower body was throbbing painfully. I suddenly squeezed my legs together, my throat feeling dry and tight.
The whole class was fucking engrossed in their work, and nobody knew what was happening in that seemingly focused corner.
Nobody's here!
The taboo of being about to violate their most respected and dignified female homeroom teacher again under the watchful eyes of dozens of people surged through my body like a high-voltage current, making my scalp tingle and my heart pound as if it were about to explode!
He glanced quickly to the left and right.
To the left is a wall, and right next to it on the right is Li Wei, a top student with greasy hair and glasses as thick as the bottom of a bottle, who is struggling with a mechanics problem and wishes he could shove his head into the test paper.
There were other people a few seats away from the back door, and they were all looking down. No one in the first few rows was turning around.
Chance!
I pretended to adjust my posture, and my right hand hung down very naturally.
The fingertips first tentatively, like feathers, gently brushed against the mother's calves, which were covered by smooth black stockings.
"!"
Mom's body suddenly stiffened!
It felt like being instantly pierced by a high-voltage electric shock!
I could even feel the muscles in my mother's calves tense up instantly, like blocks of iron.
Almost instinctively, the mother wanted to lift her leg and step back to avoid it, her toes, encased in black stockings, lightly brushing against the floor.
A short, almost imperceptible gasp escaped from his throat—"Hiss!"
My mother suddenly turned her head, and her beautiful almond-shaped eyes met my blatantly provocative gaze.
A tremendous surge of shame, indignation, panic, and stern warning erupted from within, and a deep, intense blush spread across her cheeks, burning all the way to her ears and neck.
Her lips moved, and she silently uttered two words: "Insolence!" Her eyes seemed to want to nail me to my seat.
But in the deathly silent classroom, she didn't even dare to breathe loudly, let alone shout.
The silent resistance and the sudden burst of shame acted like the strongest catalyst, completely igniting my desire to conquer.
I didn't pull away; instead, I intensified my attack. My entire palm, with irresistible force, suddenly pressed against the back of that incredibly elastic and firm thigh!
It's so cool!
Beneath the smooth feel of the stockings lies the powerful sense of muscles instantly tensing.
My fingers greedily traced the beautiful curves upwards, my palms feeling the warmth of the skin encased in stockings and the amazing undulations of the curves. I went straight over her thighs and pressed hard on my mother's perky, full, and incredibly elastic buttocks!
I spread my fingers and grabbed a handful! The elasticity and plumpness of her buttocks were clearly transmitted to my palm through the thin skirt and stockings, and I could even feel the edge of her underwear.
That's fucking soft!
"Ugh—!" A muffled groan, suppressed to the extreme, squeezed out from between the mother's tightly clenched teeth, accompanied by a violent tremor.
My mother's buttocks seemed to be springy, and she suddenly twisted, trying to shake off my clutches.
But my palm pressed there like an iron clamp, not moving an inch, and even maliciously kneaded that round and perky soft flesh.
Sensing her struggle and silent humiliation, my fingers became even more emboldened.
It slid directly down from her buttocks, clearly aiming to probe into the mysterious triangle between her legs!
Through the soft hem of her skirt and stockings, her fingers pressed with unparalleled precision onto that slightly concave, secret place that exuded an astonishing heat and dampness!
My fingertips could clearly feel the softness, fullness, and...moisture there!
A warm, slippery dampness immediately seeped through the two layers of fabric and soaked my fingertips.
Hold!
Mom is soaking wet!
Without hesitation, I squeezed my fingers in forcefully!
With his fingertips, he roughly parted the two thick, slippery labia, which he could feel even through the silk-textured skirt and thin stockings, and forced his way into his mother's warm, tight, and already muddy little hole, like splitting open a clam shell!
Wet, slippery, and hot! The sticky, tender flesh inside instantly gripped my fingertips, with a strong suction!
I could clearly feel her vaginal muscles suddenly contract, like countless tiny mouths spasming!
She stirred her fingers inside for a couple of moments, and her fingertips quickly touched a wet, sticky, and heavy foreign object—the edge of the white cotton panties she had stuffed deep inside to plug her semen!
"Ugh!..." Mom's body trembled like a sieve, and her legs clamped tightly together!
The muscles on the inside of my thighs are taut like rocks!
A suffocating gasp came from his throat.
The mother opened her eyes wide in horror, frantically scanning her classmates who were standing close by. Her cheeks were flushed red, and cold sweat slid down her delicate temples.
Mom tried to stop me! She squeezed her thighs together with all her might, trying to restrain my wicked hands! The inner walls of the passage tightened even more frantically, trying to stop my plunder.
But it was too late.
My fingers hooked onto the edge of the soaked and deformed underwear, and pulled it outwards without any pity!
The resistance was immense; the fabric was firmly held in place by the slippery, sticky flesh and the layers of folds inside the opening.
My fingertips could clearly feel the love fluid soaking into the fabric and the strong, fishy smell emanating from the remaining, not yet fully absorbed, white, cloudy semen that belonged to me.
The viscous, stringy resistance felt like pulling a rope stuck in mud.
Little by little, extremely slowly, I dragged that wet, heavy, ravaged, and stained white cloth, mixed with love juice and semen, out from the depths of her hot and tight passage!
The subtle sensation of the fabric scraping against the sensitive inner folds as it was pulled out was clearly transmitted to my fingertips and to every nerve in her body!
"Ugh..." The mother's body suddenly bounced upwards, then pressed down hard, letting out a twisted, heart-wrenching cry torn apart by the intense pain and extreme stimulation. She bit her lower lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.
I could feel my mother's vagina visibly contract and expand slightly the moment I pulled my fingers and underwear out. A warm, thicker liquid mixed with wisps of white fluid overflowed from the opening that couldn't close, soaking the dark fabric inside her stockings.
It's done!
I quickly, as if hiding stolen goods, clutched the soaking wet trophy, still warm from her body and carrying a strong, musky scent, and stuffed it into my pocket.
A bulging mass, its moisture instantly seeping through the thin fabric of my pants, clung to the outside of my thighs.
revenge!
This is definitely revenge!
My mother's beautiful eyes, now filled with humiliation, shame, and thick tears, glared at me fiercely.
But I was faster.
With lightning speed, he unzipped his pants!
The thick, hard penis, already throbbing to its limit and bulging with veins, sprang out with a "pop," standing tall in the shadows under the desk. The purplish-red glans was glistening with pre-ejaculate, radiating scalding heat and a primal, pungent odor.
I suddenly grabbed her wrist, which was hanging by her side!
That hand that just supported the podium and announced the exam rules!
Without a word! Forcefully! Firmly! Pressed it onto my scorching hot, branding iron-like member!
"!!!" Mom was like she'd been thrown into a vat of boiling oil! She shuddered violently! Her hand tried to pull back as if she'd been electrocuted, but I held it down with all my might!
Her pupils shrank to pinpoints in shock! Her terrified gaze swept over every student who might look up, like a searchlight!
Damn! Mom's hands are so smooth! Cold! And still trembling violently! But when her fingertips glide over the throbbing, veiny shaft, the rough friction ignites an even more ferocious flame!
A fierce struggle flashed in the mother's eyes; shame almost overwhelmed her.
But perhaps it was the stimulation of the wet underwear in his pocket, perhaps it was the extreme emptiness he had just felt from being dug out, perhaps it was the suffocating sense of danger that was everywhere in the classroom... The struggle lasted only a moment before turning into a deeper, more hazy, and watery descent into depravity.
The mother resigned herself to her fate and gave up resisting.
The hand I had been holding was no longer stiff; instead, it trembled with an almost self-destructive skill as it obediently and slowly encircled my burning hot shaft, its five fingers closing in.
My palms were burning hot! They were slightly sweaty!
She began to stroke up and down with her slender fingers!
My God! So good! The rough fingertips rubbed against the sensitive coronal sulcus of my glans, and my palm enveloped the shaft as I vigorously stroked it! Every downward stroke sent shivers down my spine! The pleasure made me gasp!
At the same time, my left hand had already slipped under my mother's skirt, where her underwear was no longer a barrier! My fingertips touched her wet, completely exposed mons pubis without any resistance!