They All Want to Seduce Me

Chapter 4 Conquering the Beautiful Teacher

Henry quickly took off his clothes as well, his p***s erect, and pounced on Carrie. He parted Carrie's snow-white plump thighs and began thrusting vigorously. However, lacking experience in lovemaking, he struggled to penetrate Carrie's v****a. Growing increasingly impatient, he felt flustered.

Carrie couldn't help but sigh at the sight and said, "Alright, Henry, it's partly my fault. Since you want to make love, I'll agree." She reached out, grasped Henry's hot p***s, and teased it against her moist lips, which were already dripping with desire.

Feeling the stimulation of Carrie's wet and plump v****a, Henry couldn't wait any longer. He thrust forward, and with a loud squelch, his large glans pushed through her lips and into her warm, tight cavity. It felt like entering a hot, tight tunnel with countless mouths sucking on him. He felt a strong urge to urinate, almost climaxing, but managed to hold back, barely avoiding ejaculation. He dared not move, holding onto Carrie's delicate body, panting heavily.

As Henry's p***s penetrated Carrie, she couldn't help but gasp. Instinctively, she moved her hips to meet his fiery member. However, Henry only went halfway and stopped moving, causing discomfort to Carrie. Seeing Henry's expression, she guessed he was struggling to control himself. She softly said, "Don't rush, take it slow."

Following Carrie's guidance, Henry slowly continued to push his p***s into Carrie's moist and juicy cavity. It was soft and succulent, and he effortlessly reached the deepest part.

Perhaps due to not being moisturized by her husband for a long time, Carrie found it somewhat unbearable to endure the sudden stimulation and Henry's large p***s. She involuntarily opened her mouth, wrapped her arms tightly around Henry, letting go of her teacher's reserve and indulging in the pleasure of being a woman. She wanted to immerse herself in lovemaking and enjoy Henry's large p***s.

Is this lovemaking? Henry shivered all over, looking at the lustful Carrie beneath him, feeling his p***s tightly enveloped by her v****a. His brain spun, realizing he was indeed making love to his teacher.

Seeing Henry motionless again, Carrie couldn't help but say, "Henry, pull out a bit first, then thrust slowly... don't be too fast."

With Carrie's guidance, Henry gradually mastered the art of lovemaking. With each thrust into Carrie's v****a, he experienced an unparalleled sensation. Henry saw Carrie's ample breasts swaying with his movements and couldn't resist leaning down to suck on her stiff n*****s while continuing his vigorous thrusts.

Carrie's enticing moans accompanied Henry's movements. Her thighs wrapped around Henry, allowing him to penetrate deeper and more easily. After nearly a hundred thrusts, Henry suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his glans. With a muffled groan, he held Carrie's delicate body tightly, thrusting a few more times before climaxing, releasing his semen deep into Carrie's cavity. Feeling his essence gush out, he collapsed on Carrie, breathless.

Carrie was thoroughly satisfied by Henry's lovemaking, reaching climax. After the peak, with disheveled hair, flushed face, and sweaty body, she wore a contented expression.

After a while, Henry climbed off Carrie and, seeing her silent gaze, nervously apologized, "Mr. Smith, I couldn't control myself earlier."

Carrie sat up, cleaned herself with tissues, and noticed a glistening trace of semen on Henry's flaccid p***s. She wiped it off for him, feeling embarrassed. "Henry, do you think I'm a shameless woman for seducing my student into making love?"

"How could that be, Mr. Smith? I've always respected you," Henry quickly shook his head. "I'm sorry, teacher, you're just too sexy and charming." Reflecting on his actions, Henry felt remorseful.

Carrie grabbed Henry's hand, sighed, and said, "Henry, I'm also to blame. I haven't made love in years, sleeping alone every night. Today, being embraced by you during the day, coupled with your large and hard p***s, made me think about making love with you. In fact, I invited you to the office tonight to seduce you, even changing into special clothes before coming home. It's the teacher's fault. I can't face you anymore." She covered her face, tears welling up.

Seeing Carrie cry, Henry felt at a loss. He never imagined the usually stern Carrie had her own struggles. In her thirties, a woman's desire for lovemaking peaks, yet she wasn't satisfied by her husband. He wondered how Carrie had endured these past years.

"Don't cry, Mr. Smith. Although it was my first time, I willingly agreed," Henry's emotions were complex. Initially driven by physical desire, he now felt a mix of sympathy and pity towards Carrie. A woman like her deserved to be cherished, not neglected.

"Thank you, Henry," Carrie wiped away her tears, saying emotionally, "You've allowed me to experience the joy of being a woman again. Your p***s is so big, and you're so young. When you were inside me, I felt so comfortable, almost like I was going to die from pleasure. I've never felt such wonderful sensations before."

Henry couldn't help but feel proud. Despite it being his first time making love, he had conquered a mature woman's body. This was because Carrie hadn't been with other men in years, and her pent-up desires were released in an instant, creating an indescribable thrill of an illicit affair.

"Mr. Smith, I felt great just now. I never knew making love with a woman could feel like this. It's just that it was too short," Henry reminisced, feeling a bit unsatisfied. He hadn't fully indulged before losing control and ejaculating.

Carrie smiled gently, "It's normal for men the first time. It won't last long. With more experience, it'll get better."

Upon hearing Carrie's words, Henry felt relieved and immediately asked, "Mr. Smith, can I make love to you again in the future?"