Female Dance Teacher (Other Adult Novels)

When I was in the first year of high school, my grade was choreographing a dance and I was chosen for some unknown reason. The one who led us in rehearsing the dance was a newly assigned female teacher in the school. Her surname was Fang and she was very pretty, especially her pair of beautiful feet. Although I had seen them countless times on and off campus, I had never had the chance to get close to them. This time, it was like a pie in the sky falling from the sky!

We rehearse in our spare time in the school auditorium on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays. Every time she came, she would wear high heels, and then take out a pair of dance shoes from her handbag to change into. After the rehearsal, she would naturally do the same. Whenever this happened, my eyes (I thought) were always fixed on her every move, and my mind was full of fantasies. During rehearsal, the pair of high heels was placed aside, and sometimes I couldn't help but take a look. It seemed that every time during rehearsal, all I thought about was how to get Teacher Fang's feet. Fortunately, I had a good foundation in dancing and she never found any flaws in me. In order to get closer to her, I often stayed with her, and she seemed to like me more and more. Little does she know that I masturbate thinking about her almost every night!

Maybe because he is new, Teacher Fang is forgetful in his work. Just one Thursday afternoon after school, I hurried to the small auditorium. Teacher Fang was standing at the door in high heels and shouted at me, "I forgot my handbag in the office. Go and get it for me." I was delighted to hear that and hurried over. She entered the office, picked up her handbag and rushed into the toilet. I quietly opened the handbag and saw a pair of beautiful shallow-mouthed dancing shoes inside. I gently brought them to my mouth and began to lick them, from inside to outside and from top to bottom, without missing a single part. This was the first time I had close contact with Teacher Fang's things, so I was naturally very excited. What surprised me even more was that there were several pairs of socks in the teacher's bag. I counted them carefully and found that there were as many as five pairs, all of which had been worn and not washed. There were two pairs of long socks and three pairs of short socks. I couldn't bear it any longer, so I took out my little cock that had been raised and glaring, put on a pair of long stockings and started masturbating. Before leaving, I really couldn't bear to leave, so I secretly took a pair of white socks that had been worn black and stuffed them into my pants to get rid of the embezzled socks. When I hurried over, the teacher scolded me for being late.

Finally, one Saturday, she came hurriedly wearing high heels, opened her handbag, and found that she had forgotten to bring her dancing shoes. She was new to our school and rented a house outside, which was quite far from the school. Now she was in trouble. But she didn't want to delay teaching, so she taught us wearing high heels. I stood in the first row, looking at Teacher Fang's beautiful feet, my saliva was almost flowing out. Teacher Fang seemed particularly beautiful today. She was wearing a pair of seductive black high-heeled leather shoes, black crystal stockings on her legs, and garters on her thighs. A pair of red panties was faintly visible inside, and a short skirt outside, with an ordinary women's loose dress on top. Just as I was drooling over my fantasies, I heard a loud cry and Teacher Fang fell to the ground. I hurriedly woke up from my dream and went over to support Teacher Fang. It turned out that one of the heels of her high heels had fallen off and the teacher's foot was sprained. My heart broke when I saw the tears that were held back in Teacher Fang's aggrieved eyes. The teacher waved his hand as if nothing had happened and told everyone else to leave, but kept me behind. After everyone else had left, Teacher Fang told me to help her go home. I agreed immediately and took a taxi to send her home.

When I arrived at her house, I found that it was not big, with only one bedroom, a kitchen, and a bathroom. She was lying on the bed humming, and I said, "Teacher, your shoes?" The teacher hummed and said, "Ah, help me take them off." So I immediately went forward and gently took off the teacher's high heels. A very beautiful beauty appeared in front of my eyes. Her white golden feet were faintly visible in the black transparent crystal stockings. She had a high arch, long toes, and gorgeously trimmed nails with colorless nail polish. There was a refreshing fragrance that wafted over, which intoxicated me. While the teacher was not paying attention, I licked the stockings on her feet with my tongue, and the teacher didn't seem to notice. I wanted to help the teacher take off her socks, but the teacher seemed not to hear me and told me to take the house key and go get my shoes fixed. I immediately picked up both shoes and ran. The teacher said, "Just take the broken one, why bring the good one?" I had no choice but to put the better one next to the bed and left reluctantly.

After leaving the house, I found a secluded place, took out the high-heeled shoe, smelled it hard, and then licked it from inside to outside with my tongue. I want to masturbate when it's hanging on my little brother. But I think she must have a lot of good things at home, and I can’t miss them. I forced myself not to ejaculate. I first went to get a key to her house, and then went to repair her shoes. Along the way, whenever there was no one around, the shoes would always be on my nose.

When I got home, the teacher was very satisfied with the shoes I repaired, but was wondering why it took so long. It was still early at this time, and the teacher suddenly asked me why I often stared at her feet and whether I liked her feet. I dare not say. The teacher said to himself, actually, I like my feet very much. The teacher asked me what I liked about feet, but I couldn't answer. The teacher smiled and asked me, where did you take the socks? She asked why my dancing shoes were so wet that day, and she blamed me for secretly licking my feet just now, and then asked why the broken pair of high heels were so clean. Seeing that the teacher knew everything, I dared not lie. I confessed everything and begged the teacher to keep it secret. The teacher smiled and said "natural, natural", and then said if you like licking my feet, then I will let you lick them. I couldn’t ask for more. I immediately went forward and licked her through her beautiful stockings. The teacher giggled because of the itch. Although the teacher's feet had a bit of a bad smell after dancing in the afternoon, they were generally satisfactory, especially the faint fragrance of a young girl in the foot scent, which was what I had always dreamed of. I cleaned the soles of my feet completely, and my socks were already wet. I was unknowingly addicted to it. The teacher just chuckled at first, and later she was laughing so hard that she could hardly breathe. She tried to pull her foot back, but I held it tightly. However, when I changed to the other foot, the teacher cooperated again. The teacher became more and more excited. She asked me to untie her garters with my mouth, and then take off her black stockings with my mouth. I licked her white and rosy feet carefully again, and especially licked the spaces between her toes. The teacher was very happy and seemed to have forgotten that she had sprained her foot. She took me to open her shoe cabinet, which was full of dancing shoes, high heels, etc. The fragrance filled my face. I smelled them one by one, and felt that the teacher was becoming more and more beautiful. I was simply feeling ecstatic. I picked up the teacher's fragrant feet and enjoyed them again. The teacher's feet looked like they had just been washed, and there was almost no sour smell. But my little dick was always in a bad mood. I wanted the teacher to give me a footjob, but she disagreed. She only agreed that I could masturbate in front of her. I had no choice but to masturbate while smelling the teacher's stockings and high heels. After all, I had just played with a real foot, so I solved the problem quickly. It was getting late that day, and the teacher tried her best to send me home. Before leaving, she gave me the pair of fishnet stockings she was wearing that day. I left very reluctantly.

Who knew that after a dance practice not long after, the teacher kept me back again, and I once again sent her home. At her home, I once again entered heaven.

The teacher was wearing a black professional suit today, flesh-colored stockings and the pair of white high heels that I had seen before, and she exuded a faint scent of perfume. The teacher sat on the edge of the bed, smiled at me, and whispered, I want it again today. I smiled too, sitting on the floor with my legs bent and placed on both sides of the bed. The teacher stretched out her right foot and I couldn't wait to lick the shoe. The teacher asked me to lick her feet first, so I put the foot wearing stockings to my lips and kissed it. These stockings were obviously not as good as the ones I wore that day, you could feel it by touch, but they felt wonderful when put on your face. The smell of her feet seemed to be lighter today than that day, and I had to take a deep breath to smell the sour scent. I rubbed her feet on my face, and her feet kept cooperating with me. After kissing for a while, I felt a reaction down there. At this time, she also lifted up her left foot in high heels, and rubbed my face with the upper at first, and then just with the sole. Her shoes were relatively clean, but there was dust on the soles. But I didn't care about that anymore and stuck out my tongue to lick her high heels. The sharp copper-soled heels were

It was so easy to control that it hurt my face from time to time, but I felt an unprecedented pleasure in the slight pain. My little brother was already very hard, and even though there was a layer of pants between us, she still saw it. She kicked lightly with her left high-heeled foot and giggled. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I put her feet down, unzipped my pants, took out my treasure, and begged her to help me. This time she didn't object. She also took out a pair of stockings from her handbag and asked me to put it on my penis. I also had a lot of stockings around me for use. I was so excited that I felt like floating.

She first kicked my glans lightly with the tip of her shoe, then rubbed it slowly with the sole, and then gently pressed it with the heel. At the same time, her other foot in stockings kept playing with my little balls. To make it more convenient for her feet, I took off my pants and sat on the cold ground with my lower body naked. She played for a while, then put her left foot under my nose. I understood and bit her heel and helped her take it off. She held my baby between her feet and started moving it up and down, while I put her shoes on my face and took a deep breath of the wonderful smell. Her movements were rather clumsy, the force of her clamping was sometimes tight, sometimes loose, and the frequency was sometimes fast, sometimes slow. I was a little anxious, so I asked her to take off her stockings and do it barefoot. She agreed. Her feet were very white and very cool, while my little brother was black and red and very hot. The contrast between the two was too great. She continued the same action with one foot, and put my baby on the other foot

Twist it in the little hole between the big toe and the second toe, then try to pinch it between the toes. She had long toes so she did this easily. But maybe because she always wore pointed high heels, the gap between her toes was very narrow, so she could only stretch her big toe down as much as possible and curl the other toes up as much as possible, and then keep doing mechanical movements, sometimes even having to slightly turn sideways. She couldn't control her feet very well, and sometimes it hurt me a lot, but I tried to bear it. Suddenly, the teacher felt too hot and took off her top, revealing her firm and soft breasts. I couldn't hold it any longer and suddenly I ejaculated. I ejaculated all over the teacher's feet, but the teacher didn't blame me at all. At the end, he even praised my big penis.

After that, my teacher and I had sex many times again. We invented many ways to play. For example, I put the teacher's feet in my mouth and gently bit her toes until I felt a slight pain. I also put the teacher's feet in my mouth and sucked them hesitantly. The teacher also liked this very much. I spent three years with the teacher like this, and there has never been any unpleasantness between us. The teacher was not a sadist. She always enjoyed that special pleasure with me. She never whipped me or made me drink urine, swallow saliva, or sit on my anus. I just fully enjoyed the teacher's feet, licked her high heels, etc. My teacher and I often watched foot licking VCDs together, seeking our own happiness while watching. The three years of high school life brought endless fun to both my teachers and me. Those were truly beautiful days.