It was a few years ago in a summer, I just reported to a new company, as the company’s marketing management department of the vice minister, there are friends to take care of, get started very quickly, everything is in order. Work inevitably with some young female coworkers joked and fooled around, has been so to the head, and there is no idea of what transgression.
Two months later, a new girl came to the department (I thought at first, but later realized that she was just married, and her husband had been fighting abroad for years, and after the honeymoon, she went to a country near the sea). To be honest, the look is not pretty, just in the appearance of the feeling of the body is quite good, medium size, eyes are not small. Minister arranged, she sat across from me.
A flash is a few months past, although the face-to-face work, and she said the most is that a few office language, and then not because of work reasons, sometimes in the lunch together, no other. But as a small manager of the department, for a female colleague, a female subordinate of the kind of deserved care is inevitable.
However, due to the reason that men are generally horny, always from time to time also for her with words to tease a little, she is also more adaptable to this, but also give me a winks and so on, and then is back to a nasty, the most provocative when it comes to you dare?
I do not dare, one is no experience in this area, playing my wife and I married the day I started, I made a decision, to be a good man, so, never thought about this aspect of the matter; secondly, do not have the guts, even I in the office of the computer secretly under some adult movies on the heart of the heart, and sometimes because of the end of the work of forgetting to hide the file and a night all the courage to be afraid of.
One day, the company suddenly received a potential order, need to make some preparatory work, overtime is inevitable. Due to limited manpower, this preparation work could only be taken care of by the two of us.
Three days of all-nighters in a row for work and for this not-so-fancy paycheck. We’re all close to the fatigue limit.
It’s finally almost over, and at the rate we’re going, we’ll probably be done in another night. She said.
Two hours to go before dawn, and anyway, it was finally almost done. I looked at my watch, stretched, and yawned.
Yeah, it’s been a while since I’ve been this busy, but that’s fine, better busy than not busy. She replied. She poured herself a cup of coffee and refilled it for me.
Thank you! Dry!
Dry!
By the way, I suddenly remembered that I still have three bottles of beer from last week’s departmental cold lunch, why don’t we celebrate, as a reward for the smooth cooperation in the past two days? Because of the good mood, but also these two days of living together, and she spoke a little bit not to see the outside. I’ll get it! I’ll go get it! Probably because she was so happy, she also looked very excited.
The air conditioning in the office has been on and off since we had a Freon refill last week, and even though it’s the latter part of the night, it’s still a little hot, and I’m afraid to open the windows, and the mosquitoes are really bad out there.
A moment later, she brought back the beer, the ‘universal opener’ was nowhere to be found, how could she open it?
Ahem, that’s nothing that can’t be done by a strong man like me, I’ll do it! As usual, I opened two bottles with my teeth and handed one to her.
To be honest, I don’t really belong to the robust category, my height is OK, but my stomach is a bit unusually large due to the good feeding of my wife after we got married, so she was amused by me after I said that.
Come on you, it’s like you don’t see anything other than your stomach looking toned!
Hey, don’t you know, a man’s robustness is not only shown on his stomach, my robustness, you can never experience it.
Even I didn’t know how I could follow up such a statement, and after a moment of silence, I realized it was a bit much.
Looking up at her, I’m sorry, I…I don’t know how to explain this to her.
Equally speechless, she just glanced at me before resuming her seat at the writing desk and taking a sip of her beer, her eyes staring blankly at the display.
After taking a sip of my drink, to break the awkwardness, I started to blabber on about nothing.
I heard your husband is in international trade. How’s that? Is that good?
What’s not to like about it, it’s just hard earned money. Perhaps her mood had eased a bit, and she returned to her usual self.
Don’t say that. The company wouldn’t let him out if he wasn’t capable, right?
That’s true, in the first half of the year, his area was the largest in the company. There is a kind of pride in his words.
Not bad, looks like your husband will get a nice chunk of the year-end bonus again this year.
Pretty much, last year he split over two hundred thousand dollars, this year it looks like it’s only going to be more.
I envy him. Unlike me, I can only earn a small salary until I die.
You still envy him? I’d like him to quit next year. He comes home three times a year, except for the Chinese New Year, and goes back again in less than ten days. What’s the use of having more money! Just enough to get by.
I want to spend enough, but your sister-in-law always thinks I don’t earn as much as I spend.
Ha, really, someday if I can see my sister-in-law, I’ll advise him not to be born in a blessed place, having a husband by his side every day is better than anything else!
Okay, I’ll leave this task to you. If you don’t finish it, I’m not done with you!
OK, no problem, as long as sister-in-law doesn’t get suspicious! Ha ha ha!
There was another crackle of keyboards, followed by a moment of silence.
It was so hot in the room that I stood up and used the folder to cool myself off. Stealing a glance at her, the same, with a side of handkerchief to wipe their own sweat at the same time, also as a fan in use. I really want to take off this shirt, but I feel embarrassed, so what, bear with it, but it’s just to open another button, and I can feel a little cooler in the mood.
Maybe she couldn’t take it anymore either, and took off her $1,000+ made-up clothing and worked in just a white, raglan-sleeved, ladies’ blouse with lace trim.
It’s been six months since your husband left, right? How’s that? How often do you usually call?
Yes, it’s almost time. He calls me every day, but every time he says he can’t talk for too long because the phone bill is expensive. When I miss him, I call him on QQ, but I don’t always see him.
Haha, watch out, that place, good people can turn bad when they go there.
Ravenous, he’s not like that, don’t think of everyone as being like yourself.
My God, I’m worse than a sinus. How do you know what kind of person I am…
As soon as the words were out of her mouth, there was a poof, then a bam, a mouthful of beer spit out onto the display, and most of what was left in the bottle, which hadn’t been spoiled at all after the bottle slammed onto the table, spilled onto the chest of her white, capped-sleeve, lace-lined lady’s blouse.
I know I’m quite humorous, but you don’t have to acknowledge my humor like this. After all was said and done, hurriedly ran over, took the Kleenex, wiped the wine stains on her desktop clean, if this point seeped into the computer, it would be really troublesome, that is a whole three nights of hard work ah.
She covered her mouth and after a violent cough, she gasped for air while saying, Why are you like this, people are like this and you still have the heart to make fun of them.
I turned back as I spoke, you’ve got to grab the file back as well, once…
I couldn’t believe my eyes, the wine that was spilled on her chest could actually act as a white see-through, and if it wasn’t for the tattooed breasts on the inside, I could probably see her entire breast, but even then, I could see her little belly button, and what surprised me even more, was that through her white, raglan-sleeved, lace-laced lady’s blouse, on the right side of her half-breast, I saw a tattoo of love the size of a thumb cap.
Probably sensing that I had stopped before I finished my sentence, and realizing that I was looking at her and discovering the secret that was not meant for me to find out, she quickly covered the upper half of her body with her uniform suit, stood up, and ran toward the company’s women’s locker room. I, too, looked back and turned my head, wiping down tables, chairs and machines by the dozen.
After a long while, she slowly walked out, saw me, wanting to say something, I looked again, I understand, her shirt can not continue to wear down, she also knows because I play table tennis with colleagues every day at noon, in order to dress neatly, I also have a T-Shirt standby, but that T-Shirt can be exactly my noon after the game of ball for the following, a sub stinky sweat, even I do not want to smell that smell, let alone her! I don’t even want to smell it, let alone her.
There, I stood up and said to her wait for me, take that T-Shirt out of my locker , go to the men’s locker room, take off this shirt that still smells kind of small on me, change into that T-Shirt, walk back into the office and hand her the change of shirt, if you can handle the smell of my sweat, you go ahead and change.
Without saying a word, she took the shirt and went out, and when she came back, she was carrying her wine-stained dress in her hand, and she was wearing Saint Laurent, which still retained my body heat and my scent. Sitting back down at her writing desk, she folded the change of clothes as hard as she could until it was small enough to fit into her small handbag, then turned her head, without even looking at me, and continued our work.
It was dawn, I stretched, shut the computer off and said to her: wash your face, take a break, put on some make-up, and in a moment your colleagues will come up.
Okay. It’ll be over soon. She acted as if nothing had happened, which was fine with me, as it should be in modern times, not to mention that we had nothing to do with it!
After she turned it off, I made another round of my office and as we were about to head out the door, I suddenly saw that her uniform skirt had a big splash on her rear end from the beer.
I called out to her. Wait a minute.
What is it? A little surprised, I asked.
Go to the dressing room and look behind you yourself! I tried to tone myself down a bit.
She walked in and I went back to the office.
Need to explain in advance: our company because of frequent overtime work, the company in order to ensure the rest of the staff, specially in the street of a three-star hotel on the twenty-eighth floor of the book two standard rooms, or face to face. If the staff can’t go home after working overtime, they can take a rest there temporarily.
In the past few days, she and I stopped working every day after dawn, went back to the hotel to have breakfast, and then slept until 9 o’clock before going to work to continue working. In order to get down to work, I had greeted our house leader in advance, and my wife’s honor had agreed that I would not go home for a while. In fact, I think, a girl, if I really want to go home in the middle of the night, and leave her alone in the company, something happens, I can not bear the responsibility of the deputy manager. To put it bluntly, it’s just laziness, laziness to go home to make breakfast, laziness to fold the quilt, and then there’s no need to sulk with my wife every day.
After a while, she walked out, and after seeing me, she blushed, and I thought what can I do, how are you going to walk back to the hotel. Glancing at the computer, I suddenly remembered a way to. Pick up my laptop bag, walked to her side, the bag on her shoulder, and then do not look at her glance, very dashingly said, it is time to go back to bed, a moment still have to work it.
Walked to the door of the hotel, looked back at her, don’t say, really smart, understand what I mean, my laptop bag was originally a large size, and her ass is still not big, very casually the bag will be blocked on the ass, and no one will notice.
The elevator came, empty, just the two of us. She kept her head down and didn’t say a word, and I acted as if nothing had happened, looking up and humming a tune, God knows what I was humming, just trying to lighten up this awkward atmosphere.
Out of the elevator, towards the room, speechless. Opening each door, I distinctly heard two words the moment I was about to close the door: thank you.
He opened the door and entered the house, just thinking about taking a shower first, when the phone on the bed rang.
Sir, do you need service in the morning?
Sorry, no need. Hang up the phone, every day is like this, do not want to be disturbed again, simply pull the line.
Take off your clothes, take off your pants, take off your pants, and are adjusting the water temperature in the bathroom when the doorbell rings again. Hurry and put it back on again, the clothes will not be worn, man, so what if you are naked. Opened the door and saw that it was her.
What is it?
She didn’t say anything either, just looked left and right toward the hallway.
I responded by coming in and saying.
She came in, looked at me, blushed, and tried to speak, but just wouldn’t.
Say something, ma’am! I’m in a hurry.
How am I, how am I, how am I going to get out of here! Her voice was as small as a mosquito.
Hey, tell me earlier, I’m in a hurry. Let’s see… This way, you can wear this pair of pants first, now go downstairs to the mall to buy a set of pants, regardless of whether they are expensive or cheap and fit well or not, put them on first and then say that this is the first solution.
What about, what about option two?
Option two is, I’ll take a shower later, then I’ll go down to the mall and buy a suit for you. But the pre-condition is, I paused a little, then pointed my finger at her breasts, waist and hips, you have to tell me the size first. I said somewhat deliberately.
Fuck you! After flinging those words, he walked away without looking back.
Hey, just kidding, don’t be angry, besides, just like this so what, no, today don’t go to work, anyway, you don’t care about that few dollars! I don’t care if she can hear me or not, I shouted from behind.
Closed the door and locked it, no one can bother me now, it’s going to be a good rest.
…
There’s a phone call. There’s a phone. There’s a call. There’s a call…my cell phone is ringing endlessly.
Confused, he reached for it and saw that it was her number.
Yes, ma’am?
Manager, I’m taking a half-day vacation. Before I could reply, she hung up.
When I saw her again, it was after lunch, in a light blue uniform that looked uniquely playful.
Redo this file this afternoon, I ordered in a higher voice, and when she came over to get it, I whispered in a voice that only the two of us could hear, Finished changing it?
She blinked and went back to her desk like it was nothing.
The air conditioning in the house was still as on and off as ever, and I was really uncomfortable in my sweaty T-Shirt.
She probably sensed it too, and looked up at me with an apologetic glance, and a moment later casually handed over a note, I’ll return it to you when I’m done with the laundry, and thank you again.
In a moment of playfulness, I wrote at the bottom of the line, “Do you dare me? After passing it over, she quickly wrote a few words on it and passed it over again, so I read it again: do you dare? I made a shocked face and she laughed, with a smug look on her face. I laughed too, with a look of helplessness.
It’s time to get off work. Manager, it looks like you’re going to have to work another all-nighter today. My coworker didn’t forget to tease me on his way out.
Yeah, if you’re jealous, I’ll be sure to tell the leader to bring you in for the next job like this. I replied.
I don’t dare, I’m still afraid that the one in our family will be anxious with me! Also, I have to ask my sister-in-law one day, how come she doesn’t have time lately or something, she doesn’t even wash our manager’s clothes anymore, you’ve smoked us for a day with this broken T-Shirt.
Go ahead, there’s no slot you can’t reach. I playfully scolded and glanced at her like nothing was wrong, my eyes fixed on the display, but my face was a little red.
…
It was almost twelve o’clock again, and the air conditioning in this house looked like it was completely out of order. I quietly looked up at her, sweat kept running down her cheeks and she kept wiping it off with her handkerchief.
Tell you what, I’m going to go back to the hotel and take a shower, and then I’ll come back in a little while, and then you go back, and you don’t come back after the shower, okay? The rest of this bit of work looks like it will be over in another hour or so.
She looked up, looked at me, and whispered, OK.
Also, about the information in my computer, you can pull it up anytime you want, and I won’t say where exactly. You yourself whole it, I will be back in a while. Seeing her face puzzled, I couldn’t help but ask again: anything else?
You…you come back early, I…I…I’m scared.
No problem! No problem. Besides, if you lock the office door, who can come in but me. Okay, I’ll go first. Bathing on such a hot day can be really painful, lying naked on the bed, enjoying the cold wind of the air conditioner, can’t help but feel cozy.
Bad, I have adult movies on my hard drive that I got off the whole internet a few days ago, she can’t be that coincidental to see them!
I’m not a decent person, but I know that it’s best not to make an extremely bad impression on a female coworker, especially one who is in the same office again, when there’s nothing going on!
Hurry back, change her back, but don’t make a whole other scene.
Walked to the door of the office, can not help but light hands and feet, a child’s playfulness comes from the heart. What is she doing, quietly walked me and her partition, sneak a look, can not help but make me dumbfounded: my female colleague, has taken off her uniform jacket, only wearing a white tattooed chest and light yellow triangular panties, may be after I left because no one in the house want to cool some and look bold, it is okay, more people can not stand is. She was now in front of my computer with headphones on her head (no wonder I didn’t hear them when I opened the door), her right hand operating the mouse, watching an adult movie on my computer’s hard drive, and although it was her back, I was certain that her left hand was fondling her breasts.
Suddenly, I, a man’s impulses, a normal man’s impulses couldn’t be controlled by me, I was not at this point a gentleman who cared for his subordinates and sat on his hands.
I walked quickly behind her, as if she had seen me on the display, and was just about to turn around, when I was behind her in a flash, and I wrapped both hands around the lower part of her breasts, and pushed her tattooed breasts away from her, and clutched one in each hand, and kneaded them powerfully, as I used my mouth, and kissed her shoulders, her neck, and her ears.
She dodged, her body twisting and turning, trying to get out of my arms, no! Don’t, don’t do this. You don’t, don’t do this.
But I am, after all, a man, a man who has more energy than she does under normal circumstances, let alone now an abnormal one.
My two hands rubbing her breasts with increasing force, I do not know whether it is pain or a kind of pleasure, from her mouth appeared moaning. I used my left hand to continue to frustrate her right breast, while my right hand began to go down, caressing her belly, don’t say, the belly of a woman who has not given birth to a child is flat, better than the mouth of our family. She didn’t seem to resist so strongly at the beginning, and her body didn’t twist so strongly, her head was tilted back, leaning on my left shoulder, and her hands didn’t push, her hands were just symbolically placed on my hands, moving along with my hands.
I kissed her ears, gently licking her earlobes and auricles with my tongue, and my left hand kept changing maneuvers to fondle both of her breasts, sometimes taking the whole of her breast in my hand before gripping it hard, sometimes drawing circles around the nipple of one of them with my forefinger to stimulate her response. At other times, she pinched each nipple with her thumb and forefinger, squeezing them hard in one place. All the while, her right hand kept moving over the small of her back, slowly moving downward, reaching into her panties, gently rubbing and frustrating her pubic hair, and further down, gently picking at her vulva.
Ah…ah…don’t touch that, don’t touch that! She refused with a series of moans.
In order not to rush things, I changed my approach and continued to kiss her neck with my mouth, my left hand kept stimulating her breasts while my right hand gently stroked her thighs, from the outside to the inside, from the bottom to the top, gradually getting closer to her pussy, and through her panties I could already feel the heat radiating outward from her pussy because of her arousal.
Pressing a handful of my large hand against her pussy, ah. Her body suddenly stiffened, and after a moment of shaking, she loosened up again, while my right hand distinctly felt a dampness, a sticky, whirling dampness.
As soon as I wrenched her over so she was facing me, let me kiss you, okay?
She didn’t say anything, just lowered her head, nodded slightly, and again, out of shyness, wrapped both arms around me at once, hiding her face behind my head.
I forced her face around and then lifted both of her arms, and she was very cooperative with me, removing her tattooed breasts.
What a delicate pair of small breasts, definitely not as big as they appeared to be when she was wearing the tattooed breasts, my hands were not big to begin with, but I was surprisingly able to hold one of her all of them with one hand. Compared to those two not-so-large breasts, her nipples were unusually large, and her areolas were very small. According to my knowledge of adult movies and A 4U’s photos, this pair of breasts should not have been touched very often, but I can say for sure that this pair of breasts of hers was definitely her sensitive area.
What made me pay more attention was that the upper end of her right nipple, under my close scrutiny, did indeed have a tattoo, a word for love, the size of my thumb cap, I really don’t know how she could stand the pain from the tattoo in the first place.
Couldn’t help but lick that tattoo with my tongue, my estimation was correct, her body gave another slight shake, another lick, another shake, it really made me happy, I licked her nipple again, she actually couldn’t control herself, her whole upper body was lying on top of mine, I raised my head, gently kissed her earlobe, at the same time gently scraping one of her nipples with two of my fingers, gently kissing her lips, she gently dodged, seemingly unwilling to let me kiss her mouth, not to kiss or not to kiss, anyway, there are many places waiting for me to touch.
In one swift motion, I picked her up, and the shy look in her eyes as she hooked her right hand around my neck made it even more impossible for me to contain myself. I laid her flat on the long couch in my office while I knelt on her side. Gently, I kissed her two small breasts, and my left hand scraped her nipples from time to time, while my right hand always wandered between her legs, not touching that mysterious part of her between her legs.
She finally was unable to control herself, let out a moan louder than a moan, my mouth gradually moved towards her lower body, my left hand is still playing with her two small tender breasts, just kissed her navel, I did not expect that she actually her body is another burst of more violent shaking, and once again climaxed.
Are you comfortable? I asked her gently.
Uh-huh. She replied, still shyly.
Can I kiss you again?
Uh-huh. She shyly turned her face that other way.
My right hand once again rubbed her pair of small breasts, my left hand gently wandered around her neck, hard to pick her earlobes with my tongue, she looked like she was very used to it, a moan softly came out of her throat, my tongue moved down a little bit, biting her two small nipples with my teeth, at the same time, put her two small nipples in my mouth, and tapped them with my tongue in succession, and her moans got louder and louder. .
I raised my head and peeked at her, she had her eyes closed and was enjoying my service very much, she felt my pause and opened her eyes, realizing that I was looking at her, and covered my eyes with her hand in embarrassment, I ignored her and continued to lick her belly, and she moaned a little bit as if she couldn’t control it.
I picked her up and sat her up squarely, rubbing her nipples vigorously with both hands on top while my mouth gradually moved down through her panties, tapping her vulva with my tongue.
Ah…ah…
Her voice is getting louder and louder, scared me hurriedly stopped, raised my head, looked around. In fact, our office building is on the sixteenth floor, only our unit in the whole floor there are still people, is screaming over the sky no one heard.
Auntie, lighten up, not so much! I said to her with a bit of a sneer.
You…you…you’re too good, I can’t take it anymore. She said as she came up for air a bit.
Shit, no way. Your husband didn’t play with you like that.
He’s never like that. He comes straight in every time. He’s never played like that.
Ha, so you still want it?
No words were spoken, just a very shy hand pressed against my head, dead center on the small of her back.
I continued my tongue work on the small of her back, and with both hands, I pulled her panties down to her knees in one fell swoop.
No, not here.
I’m a little surprised that she can still stay awake after all this, seems like a bit of an underestimate.
…
What’s going on? I asked her in a whisper.
Not here, I…I’m a little uncomfortable.
I was also a little sober, and that’s when that make-me-cheer-me-up reasoning overcame the impulses.
Why don’t we tell you what? We’ve got a little work to do. Can we go back when we’re done?
She nodded, but I could still see a bit of disappointment in her eyes.
Still want to? I asked.
What about you? Rhetorical question.
I picked her up in a hug and kissed the word love on her nipple.
Tell me first, why the tattoo?
…
Don’t say it, well, don’t you regret it. Saying that, I mischievously bit it hard with my teeth.
Ah, easy, it hurts.
Then you tell me.
My husband did the stabbing, and he said he could only let one person see it.
Shit, doesn’t that make me your husband too.
You bad! Raise your pink fist to hit me.
Well, hurry up and finish this bit of work, and if you really still want to, go back to the hotel. I put her down and walked back to the computer.
Looked back at her, she is wearing a bra, a grabbed it, you do not wear, where I did not see, a moment will be directly empty back to it.
I don’t well, a little girl look. I came over to grab the bra, and once again I held her, kissing her neck, and once again she was paralyzed in my arms.
All right, do as you’re told. That’s all there is to it. I’ll serve you well when it’s done.
She very nicely sat back down next to the computer and I looked up at her in a truly springy way. Two small breasts were gently sagging with upturned nipples.
…to finish us off as quickly as possible. Watching her get dressed, short skirt, of course, the bra wasn’t given to her and she couldn’t come and grab it because I it was in my pants.
On the way to the elevator room, I noticed she was walking a little oddly and asked her what was wrong.
It’s your fault. It’s all wet down there. It’s hard to grind.
Then just take it off. It’ll save us a lot of trouble. It’s the middle of the night and no one is watching. While she didn’t react, I took off her panties. She only resisted a little, then obeyed me.
Just closed the door of the hotel room, I can not wait to hold her, she also very cooperative to take off all the tired body, I can not stop kissing just tapped into, all the sensitive areas of her upper body, she also forgot to moan. Inadvertently, I found that she actually did not know when to put her hand into my crotch, holding my manhood and constantly fiddling.
Sitting at the end of the bed, I carried her to sit on top of my knees, both hands kept stroking the sides of her waist while my tongue kept kissing both of her tiny nipples, and she held my head hard, moaning and shaking her body.
Ah…ah…xx, I can’t, ah…ah…
I had a sudden wit and was not allowed to call my name. Hands kept rubbing and frustrating her nipples.
Ah…ah…I’ll call you brother then. Ah…brother, I want you, I want…to want you!
I want it now. I haven’t had enough!
Don’t…play…please…you…now.
I laid her flat on the bed and by the light of the house, looked at her now, a real slut.
I should really bring the company digital and take a picture of what you look like now. I giggled.
Ah…you’re bad…
I was just about to take off my pants when I noticed that they were soaked with pussy. You see, I won’t be able to wear these pants tomorrow.
She lifted her head slightly and saw the big puddle of wetness on my pants, who told you to play me like that, deserved it!
Good for you, how dare you talk about me like that, let’s see how I’ll clean you up. I said with a bad smile on my face. With the fastest speed to take off all the coverings on my body, pressed her face outward on the bed, all of a sudden lying on top of her body, directly on her lower pussy to put my mouth.
Ah…she screamed loudly, and I didn’t hear what she was going to say because my lifeblood was gagging her.
Both of my hands peeled both of her legs apart as hard as I could, desperately licking both of her vulvas with my tongue, and not being able to hear what she was yelling, I just felt my lifeblood at her mouth, grinding against her face.
Ah…ah…ah…I’m…coming. Just as I finished speaking, I felt a huge rush of liquid hit my face.
I lifted my head and looked at her slightly flushed face, which was closed from excitement, enjoying the aftertaste of her orgasm.
Walked to the edge of the bed. Lay down side by side with her, right elbow supporting her body, left hand rubbing and frustrating her small breasts, kissing her neck, gradually kissed her small mouth, this time she did not refuse, and took the initiative to send her tongue to my mouth, two arms tightly holding my head, as if afraid that I would run away.
My left hand gradually moved down, past the small of her back to reach her pussy, feeling on the scanty and short pubic hair of her pubic hair, using two fingers to turn over the lips of her pussy, little by little my middle finger squeezed into her pussy, rubbing the inner wall of her vaginal opening, she couldn’t help but moan once again, both of her hands loosened the embrace on my head, and her right hand grasped my prick in a flash.
Hey, take it easy, don’t hold it so tight. Maybe because she was too excited, she scratched me a little bit.
She opened her eyes, gave me an embarrassed look, smiled, and pressed her face against my chest while gasping and inhaling, Brother, why does your mouth smell fishy?
What are you pretending to be confused about? That’s your own flavor.
My own, with a puzzled look on my face, where do I smell?
I’m kinda surprised she even knew that? I was a bit disbelieving. The middle finger of my left hand plunged hard into her pussy, feeling the compactness and dampness there. This is it, half of what you squirted out here just now went into my mouth and half on my face, I didn’t realize that you were actually a woman who could ‘squirt’.
She looked up at me with a sense of great surprise, I…where do I smell like this, I never knew.
You seem to be special yo, you don’t even know these most basic things about making love, what do you do with the one in your family? I asked with a little curiosity.
He, he’s direct every time, never like you, it’s all in at once, not like you playing me like this.
Then you guys haven’t read any textbooks or third grade movies before this, and you’ll read them.
I don’t know if he reads it or not. I’m a good girl, I never read that stuff.
Good girl,…I smiled and didn’t say anything else.
You’re bad. It’s not you who caused me. Lift your arm and hit me lightly.
Yes, it’s my fault. But, who made you always make me think of you every time. I countered with a smirk.
I do not know what happened, she lowered her head, whispered in my ear, to this unit and you work together, just feel that you are a person I can rely on, that kind of feeling, than I feel with him are strong. Always wanting to be with you, but I feel like it’s wrong, that I’m sorry for him. And yet I can’t help myself.
I lifted her head, looked at her eyes through the true feelings, really touched, I gently kissed her, a kind of response to her touched. I do not know how to attract her, I only know that today is purely an impulse of mine, if there was such a thought before, it can only be the heart of a fleeting moment.
I thought I was a person who could bear it, she continued, since he left, I TV dare not watch love, the movie does not watch at all, even before willing to read romance novels I do not read, I’m afraid I can not stand it, bathing do not dare to wash carefully, for fear of touching there can not stand it. I thought I could carry it off, but since that day after seeing your computer, I know that everything I have is wasted.
My computer? What’s going on, talk. I looked at her surprised, but with a beautiful woman in my arms, I couldn’t miss it by talking, and stood up, kissing her small tender breasts, while my left hand continued to pick at her pussy.
Ah… she moaned seductively, one day you went out to work with the minister in the afternoon, ah… I happened to check the information in your computer, ah, ah so comfortable, I overheard that your player was still working, I just… ah ah ah ah… ah… ah… …
I was listening to the fascination, suddenly interrupted, can not help but be anxious, looked up at her, continue to talk ah, do not stop, we are not delayed two.
You’re…so bad…you…do this…what do I…say….
Then don’t say anything, first do a handful of business is important. Put her flat, separate legs, kneeling between her legs, hand holding my prick, looking for the hole, Zi sound rushed in.
Ah…gently, it hurts…ahhh…ahhh.
Maybe it’s been too long since I’ve had sex, or maybe she’s just naturally a woman with a narrow vagina, it felt really comfortable and tight when I inserted it, wrapping it around my prick, and I watched her face, which turned from pain at the beginning to enjoyment, with her eyes slightly closed, experiencing the nourishment after a long drought.
It could also be the reason that he hadn’t eaten anything fishy for so many days, plus it was the first time he had cheated on her, and after a couple of piston movements, a kind of post-prompted impulse couldn’t help but rise up with his back, and he hastily pulled his prick out of her pussy.
She was enjoying herself and suddenly there was no more of that feeling of being filled, a sense of loss that was unmistakably reflected on her face. Opening her eyes and looking at me questioningly, I didn’t say a word, just pinched both hands at the root of my prick, raised my head, took a deep breath of relief, lowered my head, looked at the right target, and once again sent my prick in.
To be honest, I envy those in all kinds of pornography to see a man portrayed like a stallion of the man’s prick, those portrayals are not written in a thick as a baseball bat, as long as a rolling pin, can reach thousands of tens of thousands of times without ejaculation.
But my can’t, from the beginning of the virgin into a man on the day I know I can’t, so after marriage I desperately looking for some such as how to do foreplay, how to make their own women love themselves more and so on the article to take the lessons, and then used to my wife, and the effect is quite amazing. Every time I see my wife lying on the bed after having sex with her, I feel a sense of accomplishment.
Today was probably a kind of nervousness, a kind of first time cheating nervousness, combined with a newlywed feeling of touching a woman’s vagina for the first time other than my wife’s, (I asked the wolves around me later, and almost unanimously they said that the first time I just went in there soon after I lost my armor) and so I didn’t have any better control over myself.
After a little bit of control, the prick might have already adapted to this never seen before environment, and began to gradually exert the valor that had been reflected in the previous training under my manipulation. Because I knew that her husband hadn’t done it with her for quite a long time, I wanted to give her a little souvenir.
I lay on top of her, at times a stormy, furious fuck, at times a gentle, gentle pumping, and when I had an uncontrollable urge to do so, I pulled my prick out again, gently fingered her pussy, and then gently nibbled on her nipple at the same time.
Ah…ah…her voice was also getting louder, brother, brother…I…I…
Finally, this impulse after orgasm can not and do not want to control anymore, at this time, I still retain a little bit of sanity, that is, I can not let her be planted on the ground of sanity, now I think about it, at that time, it is not all for her own good, the main reason is afraid that once this consequence, I have no way to explain to my wife. But just at the moment I wanted to pull out, she actually pressed my buttocks with both hands in a deadly grip, and after a dozen or so jerks, my tens of millions of offspring joyfully rushed to the finish line in her vagina.
Looking up at her face of excitement, seemingly still reeling from the orgasm she just had, I didn’t know what to say.
What day is your…what day is your period?
Ah… she moaned, just past the week that
Geez, front seven and back eight, not particularly safe either.
She wrapped me in a hug, her face dead against my chest, gasping for air and saying nothing. I had no strength left either, my right hand went through her neck and caressed her sweaty back, my left hand gently pinched her nipple. Just holding each other, with nothing to say.
In a daze, I felt her gently kissing my nipples, her right hand holding both of my balls and playing with them, catching them and squeezing them hard a few times, I peeked my eyes open and watched her actions without making a sound.
My prick is full of dominance again under her sheath, as if she was surprised, she secretly raised her eyes to look at me for a moment, I hurriedly closed my eyes, she seemed not to notice, lowered her head and licked my glans with her tongue, the stimulated baby was even prouder than just a moment ago. I pretended not to know the roll over, flat on the bed, so that she can more easily stroke my baby.
She obediently lay on top of me, her back facing me, puckering her tiny ass, both little hands stroking my prick, now and then tasting it with her little cherry mouth, both little hands clumsily fiddling with it, and a moment later, her left hand stroking her nipple, the whole look of self-reliance that you see in adult movies.
My prick had a different feeling from before, that indescribable feeling surrounded my prick, that kind of comfort was something I had never felt before, if I had to describe it, then there was only one word, cool.
As soon as I had her ass on top of me, she ahhed and was just about to turn back when I held her head down with my left hand and didn’t let her get out of her position, placing her ass on my face with her pussy right in front of my mouth, sticking out my tongue and starting my new round of fighting against her tender pink flesh.
I nibbled lightly on the two small pieces of flesh on the outside of her pussy, my tongue made its way into her cunt, my right hand rubbed and thwarted both of her breasts, and my hips lifted slightly so that my prick was as far as it could go into her little mouth, and I don’t know how many rounds went by before my prick erupted in her mouth when her cunt-juice down there sprayed wetly over my face a number of times.
Well…well…she choked and coughed, turned her head, creamy white semen hanging at the corners of her mouth, gasped a few times, and said with a look of anger, Brother, how…how could you…how could I…I never …
I was a little embarrassed, after all, I was the one who couldn’t control myself just now, and there was an element of teasing her, but there was still a feeling that I was sorry for her.
I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself…but you sprayed me in the face too. As soon as I held her in my arms, I kissed her small breasts, and in the process cleaned up all the pussy juice from my face and mouth. My right hand also gradually moved from her flat belly to her pussy.
She clutched my head, her body bowing naturally to me, an unnatural moan escaping her lips.
I lifted my head and kissed her lips once more as she stuck out her little tongue and circled my mouth. I could tell that she wasn’t particularly skilled at even kissing. Guess it had something to do with the fact that her husband had been away for a long time. My fingers gouge her pussy vigorously, at first it was one index finger, then two fingers, then three, and from time to time, pick upwards a little.
She suddenly sat on top of me, took my hand out of her pussy, clumsily shoved my at half-soft prick into her pussy bit by bit, and with an ahhhh slumped down on me once more while I lay motionless, one hand fondling her breasts and the other powerfully and weakly pinching her little ass.
My prick was regaining its senses little by little in that warm, hot, wet, compact pussy of hers, and what made me wonder was that its secondary maturation was ridiculously faster than it had been in the past, but in any case, maturation was better than half-assing it.
After a while, she raised her head, eyes closed, both hands propped up beside me, raised her ass slightly, then lowered it, then raised it again, then lowered it again, ah…ah sounds rhythmically escaping her mouth with each entry of the shaft.
I looked at her with interest, married nearly ten years, although, every time and my wife also play some different tricks, although there are some different feelings, but never like this time such a special feeling, although all kinds of colorful article read a lot, also know what women’s so-called famous weapon, but those famous weapon used in my wife is not at all so one thing.
But at this moment, I preferred to believe that this little woman on top of me was indeed carrying a famous weapon, because my prick always felt a kind of sucking sensation, and what I could feel even more distinctly was that her pussy water was flowing down that thin stick of mine in a steady stream, and each of her descents was accompanied by gurgling noises over and over again and sounds that I couldn’t accurately describe as similar to the sound of a heavy object slamming into the water, and listening to it was a kind of pleasure. There was a thrill in hearing it.
Finally, she let out a long ah and went limp on top of me, and I, being too concerned about her expression and enjoying that sound, had no urge to cum at all, and simply held her little buttocks and made thrusts laboriously underneath her, and it seemed that she was no longer conscious of it, letting the amplitude of my movements gradually increase and the frequency accelerate, and in the end, I couldn’t control my impulse to send all of my essence Once again, I sent all my essence into her body. Then she fell asleep.
When I was once again awake, I realized that I was the only one in the entire room, and looking around, her clothes were still there, and upon closer inspection, the sound of water came from the bathroom.
I got out of bed, walked to the bathroom door, shouted I’m coming in, and headed inside, pushing the door open, and there in the foggy bathroom was a completely naked woman standing underneath the rosette head with her eyes closed and her head slightly raised as if enjoying the stimulation of the water hitting her skin.
Slightly dark skin in this slightly dark cabin is a clear contrast, small breasts slightly upward, hot water slides down her flat belly to her lower pussy, but her pubic hair is neatly groomed, although her body is not tall, but her calves are straight, her legs slightly together, the gap between her legs can not be accommodated in the palm of a hand.
I walked over to her and hugged her tightly, both hands resting on her back and each of her two soft ass cheeks, and she did the same, wrapping both arms tightly around my neck, her head pressed against my chest, saying little to each other as we stood in silence, letting the hot water pound against our bodies.
I don’t know how long it took, but we both looked up at the same time, and she didn’t say anything, just gently traced circles on my left breast with her right hand.
I turned off the switch of the rosette head, casually picked up the bath soap, poured it directly on her back, gently frothed the bath soap on every corner of her back with my hands, from top to bottom, when smeared to her buttocks, the fingertips lingered a little at her asshole, her body slightly trembled, pushed me away, looked at me with a slight anger. Turning around, she gently rubbed my body with a washcloth soaked in lotion, from top to bottom, and when she reached my prick, she looked up at me once more, and without saying anything, carefully wiped my prick clean from the inside out.
I felt her tenderness towards me, and did the same, using my hands to flatten the lotion on her back bit by bit towards her front, from top to bottom, bit by bit, gently skimming over her breasts, over her cleavage, over her belly, over her darker, slightly yellowish valleys. Her body shuddered again until the water washed away all the foam from both of us.
Back in the room, I habitually turned off the central air conditioning first, and she froze, her eyes showing her gratitude for what I had just done.
Both seemed a little embarrassed by their honesty at this point, and turned away, each doing what they wanted to do, and at this point, I didn’t really seem to have anything else to do but put my clothes back on.
Suddenly I have a sense of shyness that even I find funny, growing up, except for my mom and my wife, I really haven’t dressed naked in front of the opposite sex. Lowering my head, I put on my clothes and pants, sat on the bed, leaned against the wall, looked at her, and didn’t say a word.
With her back to me, she stood in front of the dresser in her room, shaking out her hair and running a comb through her shoulder-length hair from top to bottom, and in the dresser mirror I could see the two small breasts on her chest quivering as her body swayed.
She seemed to have no embarrassment about it, treating me as if I didn’t exist at all, brushing her own hair, then wrapping it in a towel, turning her head to glance at me, and very naturally picking up a bathrobe and wrapping it around the top of her breast floor, she sat down on the head of the other bed, both hands on her bare knees, and looked at me with open eyes, and likewise said nothing.
Ahem…after a long silence, I finally opened the topic first. Cover yourself with a blanket, don’t freeze.
She gave me a look that seemed to agree with my suggestion, got up, went back and released the blanket from the bed, paused briefly, turned her back to me, released the towel from her body, got under the blanket naked, lay down on the bed and looked at me, put her hand out, took my hand, and gestured for me to sit beside her.
I moved over and took her hand in my left, reaching into the blanket with my right hand and finding her small tender breast with precision, gently pinching the small nipple. She looked up at me and didn’t object, closing her eyes as if continuing to enjoy herself.
Just now is also kind of crazy enough, not early, you first rest, a moment still have to work! I said.
She opened her eyes and looked at me for a moment and said in a tone typical of a little girl, I don’t well, I want you to stay with me.
Haven’t you had any pain yet? I can’t. I said in a joking tone.
It’s all your fault, she whispered petulantly, I thought I could keep a woman’s chastity, I’ve been keeping it for three or four months, I didn’t realize…hey, fate. She pinched my prick again through my pants.
Ouch, it hurts, don’t pinch. I pretended to shout a little. By the way, can I ask you a question?
What’s the question, you ask it. She looked up at me, puzzled.
Comparing me and your husband, who can satisfy you? Probably all men have this question.
She looked at me, thought for a moment, and blushed slightly, His is thicker and longer than yours, but you can do it better than he can.
Speak more carefully. I’m kind of breaking the mold.
Every time he wants to, he just kisses me on the mouth and then comes right in, and at first I’m not used to it because it hurts a little bit every time, but then it’s so comfortable because he’s longer than you. But you were different, just now in the office, you kissed me so well and comfortably, and he never does that. That’s why I didn’t object to you treating me like that later in the office, because I had a feeling I’d never had before, so gentle and thoughtful. She was full of shyness and buried her head in my arms.
I ran my right hand back and forth across her smooth back, while my left hand continued to frustratingly rub those two little nubs on her chest.
Also, how did you see what was on my computer? That’s a query I have to get to the bottom of.
Still say it, if not see those things in your machine, I may not be so. She pretended to be angry and said, one day, you and Guo Minister (author’s note: is my direct leader, marketing and management department minister, when lying together on the balcony whistling at beautiful women’s friends) to go out to do business, I happen to be checking out a material, but your computer player is not closed, I would like to close for you, but a open actually is that … … of the footage, startled me a jump, I hurriedly I turned it off, but I couldn’t help but look at it again, so…
So from now on whenever I’m not in the office, you peek right! I took over and said.
Bugger you. She shyly smacked me.
Let me guess again if that’s where you learned to give me the blowjob you just did! I continued.
She didn’t answer, but I got the answer from her expression.
I…I’ll ask you a question too, okay? She whispered.
Just ask. I’ll tell you whatever I know.
Who’s better than…me and…compared to my sister-in-law?
What do you mean, than what? I kind of missed her point.
It’s…it’s that, you know what it means. That shyness of hers did make me hold back.
Ah, I see, so I thought it was just us men who were willing to compare, but it turns out you women are the same. I laughed in a small voice, and she probably pinched my prick through my pants in slight anger because I understood what she was thinking.
How can I say this so you can understand it, you’re not like her because she had a baby and you didn’t, so, ah…you know what I mean?
Don’t understand! She replied dryly, with a puzzled look on her face.
Well, you’ll understand when you grow up, you’re not impressed if I tell you now. I’m not sure why I’m embarrassed to explain this to her clearly, probably because I want her to keep that innocence of hers that I love.
She looked at me, seemed to be thinking about the meaning of the words I had just said, probably couldn’t understand how to think about it, so she said, We…we are like this, you don’t even tell me the truth.
Hey…what do you want me to say, you can’t ask me to educate you about sex, go online when you have time, there’s everything there. I stalled.
Hmph, you men are all the same, none of you tell the truth. She pretended to be angry and retracted her arms back into the blanket.
But I want to tell you a word from my heart, she whispered, just now with you like that, I really feel what is called love, really comfortable. I don’t know if we’ll be able to in the future…but this time will definitely make me forget. Speak from the heart.
Hey…what do you want me to say, you can’t ask me to educate you about sex, go online when you have time, there’s everything there. I stalled.
Hmph, you men are all the same, none of you tell the truth. She pretended to be angry and retracted her arms back into the blanket.
But I want to tell you a word from my heart, she whispered, just now with you like that, I really feel what is called love, really comfortable. I don’t know if we’ll be able to in the future…but this time will definitely make me forget.