The General Manager's Secretary 1: The Busty Female Secretary

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The General Manager's Secretary - 1 The second-floor living room of the "Big-Breasted Secretary"
was dimly lit. On the 50-inch TV, beautiful female models in the latest sexy lingerie were walking the runway. On the large sofa, my wife, wearing a silk nightgown, reclined, her eyes fixed on the TV, taking notes on her iPad. She occasionally took pictures of the models on the screen with the iPad, making sounds of admiration for their sexy lingerie. I lay behind my wife, my gaze drifting through her long, wavy hair, my mind wandering to the models' hot figures. My left hand reached under her waist, gently caressing her 36-hour breasts inside her silk nightgown. My 20-centimeter penis slipped through the crotch of my wife's boxer shorts, gently and slowly moving in and out of her slightly damp vulva as I parted her white lace panties. Occasionally, seeing the models on TV walking the runway, their breasts bouncing in their sexy lingerie, would trigger my thrusts, causing my wife's iPad to shake. This annoyed her, and she nudged my chest with her left elbow, yelling, "You said you'd be gentle and wouldn't bother me, but you're thrusting so hard..."
I replied, "Okay, okay... I'll be gentle... I'll be gentle."
Da Cheng slowed his movements, his hands continuing to gently knead my wife Yan Yi's pajamas, his index and middle fingers pinching her nipples, his hands kneading her tender breasts in various shapes.
Two years ago, Wang Dacheng and Zhou Yanyi worked at the same trading company. Dacheng was a salesman, while the beautiful Yanyi was the general manager's secretary. Yanyi had a pretty face and a 36E bust. She was 168 cm tall, and her pert buttocks were rounded and soft under her well-fitting suit, giving her a curvaceous figure. She exuded a charming and alluring aura. Her fair, snow-white skin was dazzling, and her expressive eyes were mesmerizing. Accompanied by her sweet laughter, she was captivating. A single glance from her eyes was enough to captivate a group of male colleagues. Every time she walked around the company, she would attract lecherous stares from them. Sometimes, some male colleagues would deliberately get up and pretend to run errands as she passed by, their eyes darting through the collar of her white shirt to steal a peek at her breasts. Even if they couldn't see her nipples, just catching a glimpse of the edge of her lace bra and inhaling a faint scent of perfume was enough to send them rushing to the bathroom, fantasizing about having sex with the beautiful secretary and masturbating.
Although she attracted the admiration of many male colleagues, she was the general manager's secretary, and General Manager Sun Ming had privately warned his subordinates not to have any improper thoughts about Secretary Zhou. No one dared to pursue her openly. If any male employee spoke more than a few words to Secretary Zhou and General Manager Sun found out, at best they wouldn't be able to finish their work, at worst they would be transferred to another department and sidelined.
Of course, Mr. Sun treated Secretary Zhou very well. He wouldn't let her do any of the heavy work, and he always spoke to her softly and caringly. Secretary Zhou knew that Mr. Sun was interested in her, but because she was introverted, naive, and had only recently entered the workforce, she had no experience in relationships and didn't dare to openly express her agreement or dislike for Mr. Sun's pursuit. However, she also liked Mr. Sun, a successful, handsome, and stable man. Mr. Sun admired Secretary Zhou's elegant and pure temperament even more. After learning about Secretary Zhou's good personality, he decided that she was the perfect wife candidate and didn't dare to have too much physical contact with her, for fear of offending her.
My name is Wang Dacheng. I'm not very handsome, and I don't hold a high position in the company. I also really like beautiful women like Secretary Zhou, but I can only drool over her from the sidelines. Occasionally, I would make eye contact with Secretary Zhou, and even without speaking to her, my penis would stay erect for a long time. Especially when she smiled, her cherry-red, full lips were upturned, and I would fantasize about my penis moving in and out of her mouth. It was truly a great pleasure in life, and I would die without regrets.
During a company trip out of town, at a restaurant dinner, General Manager Sun and Secretary Zhou sat at the same table. He noticed that Secretary Zhou was wearing a black off-shoulder tight-fitting dress that revealed her shapely thighs. The well-tailored dress accentuated her curvaceous figure, and her fair complexion contrasted sharply with the black dress. General Manager Sun was overjoyed and readily accepted the toasts from the company's senior executives at the table, drinking several glasses. Although Secretary Zhou didn't drink alcohol, she also drank two glasses at General Manager Sun's invitation. Because of her low alcohol tolerance, the alcohol caused her face to flush slightly, and her breathing became rapid and her heartbeat quickened.
After the banquet, Mr. Sun took Secretary Zhou for a stroll in the small garden on the rooftop of the hotel to enjoy the night view. Since they had both drunk some alcohol, Mr. Sun wanted to take advantage of his intoxication to boldly express his affection for Secretary Zhou. Holding her hand, they leaned against the low railing of the garden, looking at the starlit night scene.
Mr. Sun: "Yan Yi, you know, I... um... really like you."
Secretary Zhou: "I..."
Secretary Zhou lowered her head shyly, remaining silent, biting her lower lip and nodding slightly. Mr. Sun, looking ahead, didn't notice her nod.
Mr. Sun: "I know you're a simple and kind girl
. You're still young, perhaps you don't want to decide on your life partner too early.
I'm not in a hurry either. As long as you know my feelings for you, I can wait."
Suddenly, a cold night wind blew in. Mr. Sun, having drunk too much, was about 80% drunk. He swayed forward slightly, and Secretary Zhou quickly supported him, saying: "Mr. Sun, are you alright?"
Mr. Sun said, "No? It's alright. I drank a bit too much tonight.
I'll be fine in a bit." Secretary Zhou said, "It's late and windy here. Let's go downstairs!
" Mr. Sun replied, "Okay? Okay?
" Secretary Zhou helped the slightly unsteady Mr. Sun downstairs. While taking the elevator down, they encountered Section Chief Lin, a colleague from the company. Section Chief Lin saw Mr. Sun being helped by Secretary Zhou and asked what was wrong. Secretary Zhou said, "Mr. Sun is drunk." Just as she was about to help Mr. Sun back to his hotel room to rest,
Section Chief Lin quickly took Mr. Sun from her and helped him into the elevator downstairs. Upon reaching the sixth floor, Section Chief Lin and Secretary Zhou helped the nearly unconscious Mr. Sun to room 608. Section Chief Lin, supporting Mr. Sun with his right hand, reached into Mr. Sun's left pocket with his left, searching for the room key, but couldn't find it. Because his right hand was supporting Mr. Sun, it was difficult to reach into his right pocket with his left hand, so he asked Secretary Zhou, who was on Mr. Sun's right, for help. Secretary Zhou hesitated for a moment before slowly reaching into Mr. Sun's right pocket. She reached all the way in, but couldn't find the room key. She then felt to the right, but still nothing. She then felt to the left, but still nothing. However, her fingers seemed to touch something through the pocket, and she was startled, quickly pulling her hand out. Section Chief Lin hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" Secretary
Zhou stammered, "
Nothing...nothing...uh...oh, is it...no room key?"
Section Chief Lin looked around, thinking for a moment. He realized that the two of them supporting each other like this wasn't a solution, and said, "Oh, right, Secretary Zhou, isn't your room next door?
Why don't we help Mr. Sun to your room to sit down?"
I'll go find Mr. Sun's key and then take him back to his room to rest.
Secretary Zhou: This? This? Okay, my room is on the left, room 606.
Entering Secretary Zhou's room, Section Chief Lin saw that Mr. Sun was too drunk to stand, so he helped him to the bed. Mr. Sun collapsed onto the bed, motionless.
Section Chief Lin looked at Secretary Zhou, who was exhausted from helping Mr. Sun
, and said: [I'll go find the key. You watch Mr. Sun. I'll be right back.]
Watching Section Chief Lin leave the room, Secretary Zhou plopped down in a chair, her hand supporting her face. The alcohol was taking effect, and combined with the effort of helping Mr. Sun down from the top floor, her face was hot, and she leaned back in the chair.
As Section Chief Lin stepped out of his room, he ran into Wang Dacheng and his colleague Xiao Xu, who were walking down the corridor. It turned out Dacheng and Xiao Xu shared a room; Dacheng was going downstairs to buy cigarettes, while Xiao Xu was going to the fifth floor to meet his old flame, Xiao Cui. Xiao Cui worked in a different department within the company—the export department—and all the rooms in her department were on the fifth floor that night. Section
Chief Lin quickly waved them over, saying, "Xiao Xu, you've come at
the right time. I need your help." Xiao Xu replied, "Section Chief, you're too kind. Just give me the details, and I'll take care of it right away. Don't mention helping! Your problem is my problem...hehe!"
Dacheng thought to himself, "What a sycophant!" but he nodded along with Xiao Xu, saying, "Yes."
Section Chief Lin: It's like this... Mr. Sun is drunk and can't find his room key. Go ask Director Ye from the HR department, who is in charge of this dinner, for a new one. If you still can't find it, go downstairs to the counter and get another one. Hurry up... Mr. Sun is currently lying in Secretary Zhou's room.
Xiao Xu and Da Cheng turned to look into Secretary Zhou's room, which was not closed. Sure enough, they saw President Sun lying motionless on the bed, spread-eagled.
Xiao Xu said, "Okay... I'll go right away."
He and Da Cheng walked towards the elevator. After Xiao Xu and Da Cheng left, Section Chief Lin turned and went into Secretary Zhou's room. Just as he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something and came out again, calling to Xiao Xu and Da Cheng, who were about to enter the elevator. He said loudly from afar, "While you're at the store next to the hotel, buy a bottle of hangover medicine for President Sun...
Oh... and a cup of coffee for Secretary Zhou?"
Xiao Xu said "Okay" and went into the elevator. Da Cheng thought to himself that Section Chief Lin was also an old hand. He knew that Secretary Zhou would eventually become President Sun's man. He not only flattered President Sun but also tried to please Secretary Zhou. After thinking for a moment, he said to Xiao Xu, "Brother Xu... everyone knows that President Sun is infatuated with Secretary Zhou.
Whether he's truly drunk or faking it, and he lost his room key, he's now lying in Secretary Zhou's room. Isn't that exactly what President Sun wants?"
Xiao Xu thought, "Hmm? That's right!
But... I saw President Sun drink quite a bit tonight!
It doesn't seem like he's faking it! Besides, Secretary Zhou will be his sooner or later. Although Secretary Zhou hasn't explicitly expressed her desire to marry President Sun, everyone in the company can see it's only natural! President Sun wouldn't use such a dirty trick to get Secretary Zhou into bed early, would he?"
Xiao Xu hesitated, unsure. Looking at Da Cheng, he pulled on Da Cheng's shoulder and said, "Xiao Wang... hehe... you know Xiao Cui is waiting for me?
You'll go do what Section Chief Lin asked you to do. Oh, and after you buy the key and hangover remedy, come to the fifth floor and find me. I'll take it to Section Chief Lin, okay?"
Da Cheng said, "No problem... I'm going down to buy cigarettes anyway, so leave this to me. You go find Xiao Cui
." Xiao Xu chuckled and patted Da Cheng on the shoulder, saying, "Brother, you're a true friend. Thanks! I'll protect you if you ever need anything.
" Da Cheng went to the lobby on the first floor and thought to himself, "This Xiao Xu is quite cunning. I'll do the work, and he can take the credit from Section Chief Lin. If he really ruins Boss Sun's lewd affair, he can blame it on me, saying that Wang Da Cheng went to get the key." But Da Cheng didn't care. Even if Boss Sun's claim of losing the key was false, he would still go get it. Although Secretary Zhou would eventually become Boss Sun's woman, and even without Boss Sun, it wouldn't be his turn. If he really had to rank... Da Cheng would probably only be in the thirties or so in the company. But the thought of Boss Sun pinning Secretary Zhou down and raping her in her room tonight made Da Cheng feel uneasy.
Upon arriving at the counter, Da Cheng wondered where he could find Director Ye in such a large hotel. Even if he did, he didn't know if they had the key. He figured there must be a spare key at the counter. He approached the counter and explained his purpose to the staff. The waitress, upon hearing that the general manager of Huawi Company had lost his room key, was told that according to regulations, she needed to verify his identity before providing a spare key. However, Da Cheng thought that Huawi Company was a major client, patronizing this chain hotel every year. Tonight alone, Huawi had booked forty suites, and with the lunch and dinner expenses, it would be quite a lot. So, he didn't dare to be negligent and immediately asked what room number it was. Da Cheng thought for a moment... Hmm...
(608).
Upon hearing this, the staff said, "Okay, just a moment?"
and turned to get the spare key. At that moment, a wicked thought suddenly arose in Da Cheng's mind.
The staff member returned with a spare room key.
"Sir, is this the spare room key for room 608?"
He respectfully handed the key to Dacheng with both hands. Dacheng said with an "Oh," and then said, "
Excuse me, there
's also the one for room 606?" The staff member exclaimed, "Ah~?" and said, "
You lost the one for room 606 too?" "Yes...hehe, I drank too much...I can't remember where I dropped it."
The staff member then went to get the room key for room 606. When the staff member handed the room key to Dacheng, his hand trembled slightly, as if he were holding a naked Secretary Zhou. Dacheng wasn't sure what he wanted to do with Secretary Zhou's room key, but suddenly, as if possessed, he told the staff to go to the convenience store next to the hotel and buy a bottle of hangover remedy. I bought a pack of cigarettes, walked a few steps to the Starbucks next door, bought a coffee, lit a cigarette at an alley entrance, took a deep drag, and slowly exhaled the smoke. I glanced down at my room key, my mind a jumble. A few young male employees from nearby shops were also smoking in the alley. I vaguely heard them discussing which nightclub they'd go to after work to pick up girls. One young man, A, said: "Hey, Wai, was that hot chick you picked up last time really that hot? Did you take her to a motel and have sex with her a few times?"
A guy clearly called Wai replied:
"Hehe... need I say more? Tsk tsk? That slut wasn't your average slut!
For the first couple of rounds, she could sit on me, shaking her big ass and moaning.
But by the fifth round, she could only lie on the bed, letting me bombard her, biting the sheets and groaning. Haha!"
Another young man, B, immediately jumped in and said:
"Damn it... you try again!" "And there were screams...
You clearly secretly drugged her drink and then carried her to a hotel to rape her corpse!"
Xiao Wai immediately said, "What 'rape her corpse'?"
Young man B: "What else could it be but 'rape her corpse'? She's unconscious, so why are she screaming like that! I think it's you, Xiao Wai, panting on top of her!"
Then everyone burst into laughter.
Suddenly, an idea popped into Da Cheng's mind.
Then the group of young people walked out of the alley and passed in front of Da Cheng. The young man named Xiao Wai was at the back. When Xiao Wai reached Da Cheng, Da Cheng grabbed Xiao Wai's arm and whispered, "Handsome... can we talk for a moment?"
Xiao Wai looked suspicious and said, "What? "
Da Cheng whispered, "Do you have any of those drugs for girls?"
Xiao Wai tensed up and tried to walk away quickly.
Da Cheng grabbed his arm and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm not a cop.
I have a girl I like but can't get, and I overheard you guys have these kinds of drugs. Hmm? Do you have any? Can you sell me a pack?"
Xiao Wai hesitated for a moment, then sized up Da Cheng. Dressed in a white shirt, tie, and suit pants, he looked like a white-collar worker, not a policeman. He pulled a zip-lock bag from his pocket and said, "Not powder? It's granules. Put it in a drink or water cup, and it will dissolve naturally, colorless and odorless. The effects will take hold in ten or twenty minutes, and
you'll wake up in the morning, probably unconscious for five or six hours!"
He then poured out five pills for Da Cheng. Da Cheng took out a thousand yuan, and Xiao Wai grabbed the money and ran. Da Cheng looked at the white pills in his hand, let out a lewd laugh, put them in his pocket, and turned to head towards the restaurant.
Da Cheng reached the restaurant entrance, opened his coffee cup, dropped in a white pill, closed the lid, and shook it slightly. He went up to the fifth floor, knocked on the door of Xiao Xu's old flame, Xiao Cui's, room. After a while, the door opened, and Xiao Xu peeked out. Seeing Da Cheng holding coffee and hangover medicine, she asked, "Do you have a key?"
Da Cheng took out his room card and waved it in front of Xiao Xu.
Xiao Xu smiled and turned back to call out into the room, "Cui~ Don't put your clothes on... I'll be right back."
From inside came Cui's sweet voice, "You're so annoying!" A pillow flew to the door, and Xiao Xu immediately closed it and came out, buttoning his shirt and tucking the hem into his waistband as he walked. "Xiao Wang, you're really efficient!" Xiao Xu said with a smile. Reaching the sixth floor, Da Cheng handed the things to Xiao Xu, saying, "Brother Xu... I've got these to report... I'm going back to my room now!"
Xiao Xu said, "Okay... Next time there's something good, you'll definitely get your share... Hehe."
Da Cheng walked away, glancing back as he said, "Ha~ With Brother Xu, there's never a shortage of good deals." He
thought to himself, "Damn... I'll never get my hands on any good deals."
He reached into his left pocket, feeling for another key, thinking, "I'll create my own good deals."
Xiao Xu straightened his clothes, stood in room 606, and knocked on the door. Section Chief Lin opened the door, saw Xiao Xu, and hurriedly asked, "How's it going? Do you have the room key?"
Xiao Xu handed the coffee to his left hand, reached into his right pocket with his right hand, took out the room key for room 608, waved it in front of Section Chief Lin, and said, "Section Chief, I had to go to great lengths to persuade the receptionist to give me a spare room key."
Section Chief Lin took the key and smiled, saying, "Good... Xiao Xu is really efficient.
From now on, Section Chief, I'll never miss out on any good deals... haha.
" Xiao Xu thought to himself, "Hmm... isn't that what I just said to Xiao Wang?"
Xiao Xu immediately said, "Haha~ With Section Chief, there's never a shortage of good deals."
Thinking to himself, "This is good... I wonder when I'll get it... Humph,"
Section Chief Xu continued, "Wait a minute before you go? I'll take the coffee inside to Secretary Zhou. You and I will help General Manager Sun to his room."
The two then helped General Manager Sun into room 608, removed his tie, and helped him onto the bed and covered him with the blankets. As they left the room, Xiao Xu suddenly remembered and reached into his left pocket for some hangover remedy, saying, "Section Chief, I almost forgot about this hangover remedy!"
Section Chief Lin glanced at the remedy in Xiao Xu's hand, thought for a moment, and said, "Never mind... General Manager Sun is too drunk to drink. Even if he could, he'd throw it all up. Just now in Secretary Zhou's room, if I hadn't reacted quickly and grabbed a trash can, General Manager Sun would have already thrown up on Secretary Zhou's bed."
Xiao Xu: "General Manager Sun threw up?"
Section Chief Lin: "Of course... he threw up almost half a trash can!"
"Alright... it's getting late, let's go back to our rooms and rest!"
Xiao Xu said, "Okay...okay...section chief, you've worked hard. You should go back to your room and rest."
After saying that, the two went back to their respective rooms. Xiao Xu didn't go back to his own room. Instead, he turned a corner, took the stairs, and went down to the fifth floor to find Xiao Cui.
Thinking about how he had stripped Xiao Cui naked in her room earlier, and knowing that he would need to get his room card to go up to the sixth floor later, he hadn't taken off his own clothes. He had only used his fingers to poke and insert into Xiao Cui's vulva, making Xiao Cui feel aroused and unsatisfied, with her vulva wet with vaginal fluid. That's why she was unhappy when she heard Xiao Xu was leaving temporarily. Xiao Xu raised his fingers to his nose and smelled them. They still had a strong, pungent smell of Xiao Cui's vaginal fluid on them.
Da Cheng went back to his room and lay down on the bed, smoking a cigarette. Although his eyes were fixed on the TV in front of him, he had no idea what was playing. His mind was a mess. His eyes kept glancing at the clock on the wall and then at the room card for room 606 on the cabinet next to the TV. He wondered whether he should do it or not. If he didn't, everything would be fine tomorrow. If he did, maybe he would be sleeping in jail starting tomorrow night. And so... the clock on the wall slowly ticked... the images on the TV kept changing, and he smoked one cigarette after another. Before he knew it, the clock on the wall had reached 2 a.m. More than two hours had passed since he entered the room. That Xiao Wai said the drug's effects would last about five to six hours. If he dragged it out any longer, there wouldn't be enough time. He thought... Secretary Zhou in room 606 was lying unconscious on the bed. If he wanted... that angelic face, 36h busty, devilish figure, would be at his disposal. Da Cheng immediately jumped out of bed.
In the dimly lit room, Da Cheng stood in front of the bed, his heart pounding. In the quiet room, Da Cheng could hear his own heartbeat. On the bed, Secretary Zhou lay with her eyes closed, covered by a clean white cotton quilt, her body rising and falling slightly with her slow breathing.
So far, everything has been going remarkably smoothly. The door latch wasn't locked, and a third of the coffee was left on the table. Looking at Secretary Zhou's neatly trimmed eyebrows, her sharp and delicate nose, and her slightly upturned, pale red lips after wiping off her lipstick, Da Cheng carefully reached out and gently tugged at the blanket. Secretary Zhou didn't move. Da Cheng turned over and sat down at the foot of the bed, slowly slipping his left hand under the blanket and touching a foot... His fingers gently grasped the warm instep. His eyes looked at Secretary Zhou's face, his gaze never leaving her. His fingers gradually increased their grip... Finally, he tightened his grip on her foot and pulled it back. Secretary Zhou's breathing remained steady and slow. Da Cheng stood up and sat down on the bed. The bed sank as he sat down. Da Cheng reached out and gently stroked Secretary Zhou's fair and smooth face, his index finger lightly touching her soft lips, gently pressing down on her lower teeth, slightly opening her mouth, and slowly inserting his index finger into her mouth, touching her warm, wet tongue.
Da Cheng, now certain the drug had taken effect, let out a long breath. Since entering the room, Da Cheng hadn't dared to breathe too loudly, but now...
He pulled down the blanket over his chest with his left hand. Secretary Zhou was wearing a cotton nightgown from the hotel, revealing a patch of white skin beneath her V-shaped breasts. She wasn't wearing a bra, and seeing the prominent edges of her magnificent breasts, he parted the nightgown to reveal her right, white, high-set breast, its small nipple surrounded by a pink areola. Da Cheng's eyes widened... A woman's breasts could be so beautiful! He stared blankly for a long time,
then gently grasped her left breast with his left hand, and simultaneously grasped his right breast with his right. He touched her breasts and felt a soft, warm sensation. He gently kneaded them, shaping his hands in various ways. The breasts were so large that his hands couldn't fully grasp them. Da Cheng opened his hands and grasped the lower edge of her breasts, gently swaying them from side to side. Her breasts, as full as ripe peaches, rippled like waves on his chest. Da Cheng lowered his head and took the pink nipple into his mouth, gently licking it with the tip of his tongue. Meanwhile, with his right index finger and thumb, he pinched and gently rubbed Secretary Zhou's nipple. Although Secretary Zhou was unconscious due to the effects of the drugs, her nipples gradually hardened upon stimulation.
After a series of gentle kneading and sucking, her pink, engorged nipples were covered in Da Cheng's saliva. Da Cheng climbed onto the bed, pulled down the blanket covering her lower body, and untied her nightgown belt. Underneath, Secretary Zhou was wearing a thin-belted, light blue lace see-through pantyhose. The opaque part in the middle covered her slightly raised vulva. Da Cheng gently pressed his fingers against the raised area, and a thin slit gradually appeared in the center of the pantyhose. As he pressed harder, a round, damp spot appeared in the center. Da Cheng adjusted his position, kneeling beside Secretary Zhou's calves, and reached down to grab the thin belt of the pantyhose, pulling it down to reveal... Soft, dark pubic hair lay flat against her mons pubis. At the base of her snow-white thighs, her pink labia minora were tightly pressed together. The gentle kneading of her breasts and the teasing of her genitals had left a slight dampness between her labia minora. Da Cheng continued to pull down Secretary Zhou's panties, taking them off and holding them in his hand. He noticed a slight dampness on the part of the panties covering her vulva. He brought them to his nose and smelled a faint scent of shower gel and Secretary Zhou's unique body odor. He couldn't quite describe the smell, but he liked it very much and took another deep breath. Then he crumpled the panties into a ball and put them in his pocket.
At this moment, besides her nightgown now spread out on both sides, Secretary Zhou's soft, white, and curvaceous body was fully revealed before him.
So beautiful! This wonderful body, which should have been exclusively for President Sun, is now lying on the bed waiting for me to enjoy it, thanks to my efforts. It feels like a dream, but with such a fair and warm body lying right in front of me, and I can even feel its warmth, Da Cheng is certain he's not dreaming.
Da Cheng slowly took off his clothes and trousers, his hard penis stretching his underwear high, the large glans peeking out from the top of his underwear. Da Cheng continued to take off his underwear, and his 20-centimeter-long penis sprang out, the glans at the very tip unusually large, the entire dark brown penis standing upright like it was holding a duck egg.
Da Cheng bent down, his arms bracing against Zhou's sides, his body pressed gently against her warm form. His lower abdomen rested against her slightly protruding pubic area, and his mouth approached her face, feeling her soft, fragrant breath. He extended his tongue and lightly licked her tender lips, then gently took her lower lip into his mouth, before taking her full lips in his mouth and sucking her sweet saliva. At the same time, his hands caressed her large breasts, gently kneading them. His eyes were close to Zhou's closed eyes, her long eyelashes extending from the front of her eyelids, each one distinct.
Da Cheng's tongue licked down from Secretary Zhou's mouth, along her neck to her breasts. He squeezed her breasts with his hands, making her rosy nipples stand up. He sucked on them, his tongue teasing the small nipples, then pinched them between his lips and pulled them upwards, releasing them to let them spring back. Pull up, release, pull up, release... The nipples, played with, gradually became engorged and hardened.
Da Cheng pressed Secretary Zhou's 36E breasts together, burying his face in the deep cleavage, feeling the warm, tender breasts against his cheeks. His mouth licked down between her breasts, leaving a trail of saliva until it reached her deep navel. He licked inside her navel, then moved down through her sparse pubic hair to her vulva, taking her slightly protruding clitoris into his mouth, gently teasing and sucking with his tongue. He then extended his tongue, licking her labia minora from bottom to top.
Da Cheng spread Secretary Zhou's slender legs apart, knelt between them, and used his thumbs to spread her labia minora to the sides, revealing her moist pink vulva. He continued to press with his thumbs, revealing a small hole below the vulva, with a thin membrane around the opening. Secretary Zhou was indeed a virgin. Da Cheng's heart skipped a beat. He took a breath and gently licked inside with his tongue, afraid of damaging the hymen. His tongue tasted the secret secretary's vaginal fluids. Ah, what a delicious treat!
Da Cheng's penis was now even harder, the glans swollen and engorged with blood. Da Cheng could no longer control himself. He moved closer to Secretary Zhou's buttocks, using his knees to spread her thighs apart. He held his 20-centimeter-long penis with one hand and rubbed the egg-sized glans against Secretary Zhou's vaginal opening. The opening was covered in vaginal fluid, and after a while, more vaginal fluid flowed out. This was a woman's natural reaction. When the genitals or other erogenous zones are stimulated, the body sends signals to the vagina to secrete vaginal fluid to lubricate it, making it easier for the male's penis to enter and protecting the vagina from harm. It's similar to how a foreign object entering the eye causes tears. Humans have lived on Earth for hundreds of millions of years, and these are all natural human reactions.
After the glans rubbed against her vaginal opening, more and more vaginal fluid flowed out. Da Cheng grasped his penis, aimed the glans at the opening, and applied pressure, pushing forward. Her vagina sank inward with the glans, but the large glans didn't enter the opening. Da Cheng continued to apply pressure, looking up at Secretary Zhou's face. Secretary Zhou's eyes were tightly closed, showing no abnormality, and her gaze didn't waver. The penis continued to move forward, the glans pressing against the opening. The tip encountered resistance, and finally, with a "thud," the glans broke through the hymen and entered the opening. Secretary Zhou's eyebrows furrowed, her red lips parted slightly, and she groaned. Her body trembled. Da Cheng stopped moving. Secretary Zhou didn't make another sound. Looking down, she saw that the glans was completely inside, the opening tightly gripping the neck of the penis, and bright red virgin blood flowing from the side. The goddess-like, noble Secretary Zhou finally... After Da Cheng deflowered her, he pulled out his penis and saw red blood on it. He took out Secretary Zhou's light blue lace panties from the pocket of his trousers, which he had taken off, and gently wiped the blood off his penis with the bottom of the panties. At this time, the bottom of the panties was stained with Secretary Zhou's own virgin blood. Da Cheng put the panties back into his trousers. When he put the panties back in, he felt his phone in his pocket. He thought for a moment and looked at Secretary Zhou lying on the bed. Her fair and delicate skin, her high and elastic breasts, her slender waist and full hips, and her long and slender legs made her a natural beauty. He thought that he might only be able to see her tonight after tomorrow. He thought about how he could never touch her or ravage her again. So he took out his phone and took several close-up photos of Secretary Zhou's whole body, face, chest and vulva.
Da Cheng repositioned his penis, aiming it at Secretary Zhou's vaginal opening. Leaning forward, he pressed down on the glans, encountering resistance again. With renewed effort, he entered more easily than before. Da Cheng released his penis with his right hand, inserted both hands behind Secretary Zhou's shoulders, and braced them with his hands behind her back. His arms were positioned beside Secretary Zhou, supporting the bed, and his face was close to hers. He slowly penetrated her vagina, moving in and out gradually. As Da Cheng's penis went deeper, Secretary Zhou's brows furrowed and relaxed, her breathing became more rapid, and she emitted soft "hmm" sounds. When his penis was about two-thirds in, the tip seemed to touch her cervix. Da Cheng pushed forward slightly and then stopped. Had he reached the bottom? Da Cheng paused, feeling the layers of vaginal walls inside Secretary Zhou's vagina, his penis feeling... The described pleasure, and the tight, warm, and soft touch, were all incredibly intense. His penis was soaking inside, his lower body tensing, the penis bouncing slightly within the soft flesh of her vagina, becoming increasingly wet. At the same time, his mouth kissed Secretary Zhou's full lips, his tongue pushing open her teeth and penetrating her warm mouth, licking her tongue inside. His penis began to slowly thrust in and out, the large glans scraping back and forth inside her vagina, the movements becoming faster and faster. Secretary Zhou's breathing, her slightly open mouth, emitted moans of pleasure with each thrust. The tight, warm, and slippery vaginal flesh sent a tingling sensation through his glans. The speed increased further, Da Cheng's face pressed against Secretary Zhou's as he thrust, saying: "
Yan Yi, your vagina is so tight! It feels so good inside me!
Do you like me fucking you hard?" Are you enjoying it too?
Marry me~ Let me fuck you like this every day~
With my big cock, fuck your super tight pussy? Oh,
your pussy is mine?
My exclusive pussy?
I can fuck you whenever I want? Anytime, anywhere, all the time?
His lower body thrust faster and faster, hitting her G-spot every time. Secretary Zhou's 36E breasts swayed violently with the movements. Suddenly, Da Cheng let out a cry, his cock plunging to the deepest point, a gush of semen shooting out rapidly, wave after wave of large amounts of semen, shooting for almost a minute, all of it shooting deep into her vagina. Da Cheng's penis head was bigger than others, and his semen volume was also super large, nearly 20cc, all of it shooting out at once. Da Cheng himself could feel the hot semen filling the area around his glans. After Da Cheng finished shooting, he didn't move, his cock still thrusting in. He took a breath, rested his face in the two soft, big breasts, closed his eyes and thought, I really hope time can stand still like this, to hold this body forever, his cock soaking in the warm, moist pussy. "Forever and ever~"
A few minutes later, Da Cheng opened his eyes, almost falling asleep. A huge breast was right in front of his nose. He reached out and grabbed it, then lifted his head and took the bright red nipple into his mouth. His penis was limp but still inside her. He lifted his body and slowly pulled his limp penis out. A stream of white semen mixed with red gushed out, slowly flowing from the opening and dripping down the sheets along Secretary Zhou's buttocks. Da Cheng quickly used his fingers to close her labia minora to prevent the semen from flowing out. He lay on his side next to Secretary Zhou, his left leg straddling her left thigh, his left hand continuing to press on her labia. He brought his head close to her left breast and took the nipple into his mouth, sucking on it. His limp penis rubbed against Secretary Zhou's crotch. He looked up at Secretary Zhou's face and whispered: "Yan Yi, I have taken your virginity. You are mine now, at least until tomorrow morning. Before that, I want to cherish every minute and second and enjoy this beautiful time. I hope to be with you forever."
"I don't want to possess you temporarily, to treat you like a doll, or as a tool for gratification. Tonight is the first time we've made love, not the only time. There will be hundreds or thousands more times in the future.
I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want you to marry me, okay?"
After Da Cheng finished speaking, he lowered his head and continued to suckle hard on her nipple. His penis, which had been rubbing against her, became engorged and hard again. Da Cheng released his left hand that was pressing against her labia, grabbed Yan Yi's left hand, and used Yan Yi's left hand to hold his now hard penis and slide it up and down. The hard penis felt the heat of Yan Yi's soft palm and became harder and harder.
Da Cheng got up and straddled Yan Yi, his buttocks not actually sitting down, just lightly touching her. He felt the heat of Yan Yi's belly on his buttocks and testicles. His left hand grasped Yan Yi's right breast, while his right hand held his penis, rubbing it against her soft breast and gently pressing the glans against her pink nipple. The large, dark brown glans and the small, pink nipple collided, and clear fluid from the urethral opening was smeared on the nipple. Da Cheng scraped off the remaining fluid from the urethral opening with his fingers and smeared it in Yan Yi's mouth. He put his fingers into her mouth to touch her wet, soft tongue, then took his fingers out and put them into his own mouth. With his mouth full of sweet saliva, Da Cheng moved his buttocks forward, gripping his penis and rubbing the large glans against Secretary Zhou's soft lips. He then forced his way into her mouth, the glans touching her wet tongue and gently swirling it around. Da Cheng looked down at Secretary Zhou and said, "Yan Yi, this big penis is yours, your exclusive big penis.
If you'd like, you can have 'Zhou Yan Yi's exclusive words' engraved on it.
This penis will become yours exclusively. Tonight, you'll get to know it, become familiar with it, and
from now on, this penis will accompany you."
He frequently thrusts in and out of your vagina, rubs it in your mouth, and ejaculates thick semen, filling your cunt and mouth.
He wanted to penetrate Secretary Zhou deeply into her mouth, but fearing the large glans would suffocate the unconscious Secretary Zhou, he stopped. He then used the glans, covered in Secretary Zhou's saliva, to smear her soft lips like applying lipstick—a super-sized lipstick—to smear her lips with saliva. Then he placed his penis between her breasts, using both hands to squeeze her breasts and grip his penis, thrusting back and forth, enjoying the two soft mounds. The pleasure of the fleshy mounds enveloping the penis, the penis thrusting in and out between the breasts, the glans appearing and disappearing between the nipples with each stroke, the hard penis enjoying the massage of the soft breasts, a feeling different from that of being inserted into a vagina, but the visual experience was even more stimulating. A dark brown penis was sandwiched between the delicate, white, deformed breasts. If Secretary Zhou were awake now, looking down would reveal a huge, dark glans, baring its fangs and claws, thrusting in and out between her breasts, so close to her face, while her chest would feel a hot, hard iron rod rubbing against her breasts. After more than ten minutes, under the dual stimulation of sight and touch, Da Cheng's penis relaxed, and with a "ah~", a thick stream of semen shot out. The white semen flew down Secretary Zhou's mouth, nose, eyes, eyebrows, and all the way to her hair, leaving a white trail. Semen continued to flow from the glans and urethral opening between her breasts, leaving a pool of thick semen on Secretary Zhou's chest. Da Cheng released her breasts, grasped his penis, and smeared the remaining semen on his glans onto her breasts. He then used his palms to spread the semen on Secretary Zhou's chest onto her soft breasts, making her white breasts shiny and smooth. Next, he used his fingers to gently smear the semen on Secretary Zhou's face like a face mask, scraping the rest into his mouth with his fingers. Da Cheng gently said with his fingers still in Secretary Zhou's mouth: "Yan Yi, taste this flavor, remember it, get used to it.
You will taste this flavor often in the future. It is the flavor of me, Wang Da Cheng,
the flavor of your future husband."
Da Cheng gently kissed Secretary Zhou's lips, then removed her open nightgown, folded it neatly along with his own clothes, and placed them on the table beside the bed. He lay down next to her, pulled the blanket over them, and had her lie on her side. Da Cheng also lay on his side, close behind her, his right arm under her head for her to rest her head on, his left hand around her waist, and his lower body pressing against her buttocks, holding her tightly. They were both naked, sleeping together like a married couple.
Da Cheng closed his eyes, burying his face in Secretary Zhou's slightly curled, shoulder-length hair, smelling a faint fragrance. His chest pressed against her back, his lower abdomen against her smooth, firm buttocks, feeling her body heat. His left hand restlessly caressed her soft breasts, and his already limp penis gradually grew harder. But it was almost dawn, and Da Cheng didn't want to ravage Secretary Zhou any longer. So he inserted his hard penis between her legs, close to her vulva, and they remained like that, slowly falling asleep.
The clock on the wall had just struck seven in the morning. Secretary Zhou had just woken up, her eyes still half-closed. Seeing that it was already bright outside the window, she stirred slightly, then closed her eyes again, wanting to sleep a little longer. But suddenly she felt a slight pain in her private area, as if something soft was sandwiched between her legs. She reached down with her left hand, first touching her pubic hair, thinking, "Why am I not wearing underwear?" Further down, she felt the soft, warm object between her legs. She grabbed it, trying to remove it, and pulled hard—it was soft and elastic. Sensing something was wrong, she lifted the covers and gasped, "Ah!" She jumped up. There was someone lying behind her, a shirtless man! Terrified, she grabbed the covers and jumped out of bed. But what was even more terrifying was that the man's genitals were also naked. Secretary Zhou opened her mouth, "
Ahhhhhh!" (louder still), "You? You? Who are you?
What are you doing in my room!"
Da Cheng was awakened by Secretary Zhou's exclamation. He opened his eyes, saw Secretary Zhou, and also exclaimed "Ah!" as he jumped up, hurriedly saying, "Who...who are you? What am I doing here?" (What a great actor!)
Seeing that he wasn't dressed, he exclaimed "Ah!" again and jumped off the bed, grabbing a pillow to cover his lower body, saying again, "Why aren't I dressed? What happened?"
Secretary Zhou, hearing this, loosened the blanket slightly and realized she was also naked. Now panicked
, quickly saying, "Go away! Get out of here!"
Da Cheng: "Oh...okay...okay...I'll go out."
He glanced at the neatly folded clothes on the table, grabbed his trousers, pulled them up, fastened his belt, grabbed his shirt and underwear, and was about to leave when Secretary Zhou finally recognized him.
Secretary Zhou: "You...are Wang Da Cheng?"
Da Cheng stopped and turned to look at Secretary Zhou.
"You're Secretary Zhou?"
It turned out that Secretary Zhou hadn't recognized Da Cheng because he wasn't dressed, and Da Cheng had been pretending not to recognize her.
Secretary Zhou: How did you get into my room, and how did you end up in my bed?
Da Cheng: I don't know!
Secretary Zhou: Did anything happen last night?
Da Cheng: I don't know either. I guess... nothing happened?
Secretary Zhou: "..."
Da Cheng: I was probably drunk last night, I don't remember anything.
Secretary Zhou touched her head, looking at the neatly folded pajamas on the bedside table, wondering if she was drunk too! How could she not remember anything?
She moved her body, wanting to sit on the chair by the bed, when suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her private parts, as if something was flowing out. While Wang Da Cheng was putting on his shirt and not looking in her direction, she reached down and touched her private parts under the covers. When she looked up, her hands were covered with sticky, clear liquid and red blood. She cried out and started to cry. Da Cheng quickly came over and said: What's wrong?
Secretary Zhou: Don't come any closer!
Da Cheng stopped and
Secretary Zhou said urgently: What did you do to me last night? Sobbing~
Da Cheng: No!
Secretary Zhou: Still saying no?
Da Cheng: Really no, what would I do to you?
Secretary Zhou cried and said: You? You? I? I? My lower part...
Da Cheng: What happened down there?
Secretary Zhou: Vulgar? *sobs*
Da Cheng: Ah, I...
Secretary Zhou: I didn't do anything? I? I? How could this be
? Da Cheng: What happened to you?
Secretary Zhou cried anxiously: Ugh... I... I'm bleeding! Ugh...
Da Cheng said urgently: Ah? Bleeding! Where are you bleeding! Are you hurt?
Secretary Zhou cried: Ugh... Down there...
Da Cheng looked at her feet: Down there? You mean your feet?
Secretary Zhou paused for a moment: "Mmm."
Da Cheng: Secretary Zhou, don't cry! Tell me where you're hurt!
Secretary Zhou continued to cry: "Mmm... Is... Is... I'm bleeding down there?"
Da Cheng: "Where??? Let me see where the bleeding is."
Secretary Zhou glared at Da Cheng angrily and said: "It's right there! You can't look!"
Da Cheng chuckled inwardly, not wanting to tease her anymore, and pretended to be surprised, saying:
"You mean... you... you're bleeding down there?"
Secretary Zhou whispered, "Mmm," without speaking, and nodded.
Da Cheng: "This... how could this be?"
Secretary Zhou looked up at Da Cheng, angrily saying: "It must be you who..."
Da Cheng said nervously: "Secretary Zhou, no... it wasn't me!"
Secretary Zhou: "Still saying no? Otherwise, why are you in my room, not dressed?"
Da Cheng shook his head and said: "No... I... no... I mean I don't know why I came into your room, I don't remember doing anything!"
Secretary Zhou: Still not admitting it? It must have been you—you took advantage of her while she was asleep! Da Cheng
feigned surprise and said, "You mean, I did that to you?"
Secretary Zhou: Oh right~ You even made me bleed down there, ouch~
Da Cheng: No way! If I did that to you, I should remember!
And if I really did that to you, I should have been very gentle and wouldn't have made you bleed.
Secretary Zhou said angrily, "Gentle? Wouldn't being gentle make you bleed? I'm a virgin, it's my first time, ouch~ ouch~"
Da Cheng pretended to be surprised and said, "Ah~ You mean, you're still a virgin, and I gave you your first time..."
Secretary Zhou: Right~ And can't I be a virgin? ~crying~
Da Cheng: No, I mean, if you're not a virgin, that's fine, but if you are, then it's terrible!
Secretary Zhou said angrily, "Hmph? Just because she's not a virgin, you can do whatever you want to her? You have to take responsibility!"
Da Cheng said with a bitter face, "Take responsibility? Okay, if I did it, I'll take responsibility!"
The two were silent for a while.
Da Cheng suddenly asked, "But how do I take responsibility?"
Secretary Zhou was stunned for a moment: "Hmm? I don't know. You did it. You figure it out yourself."
Da Cheng: "I just wanted to hear your opinion."
Secretary Zhou said angrily, "You figure it out yourself. "
The two paused in silence.
Da Cheng: "Then...then...you?"
Secretary Zhou: "How?"
Da Cheng suddenly knelt down and said, "Then marry me!"
Secretary Zhou: "Huh? What? I don't want you."
Da Cheng: "Why? Since we've already had sex, I'll definitely take responsibility."
Secretary Zhou said angrily: "What? You broke into my room, did that to me, and now you want me to marry you! I don't want to!"
Da Cheng: "I broke into your room? No way! You must have agreed to let me in."
Secretary Zhou said angrily: "I agreed?!" You said I agreed to let you into my room and do that to me? So filthy!
Da Cheng: I mean, you agreed to let me into your room, and then, because we were mutually attracted, it happened.
Secretary Zhou: Impossible! I'm not that kind of woman, sleeping with just anyone.
Da Cheng: "Maybe we were both drunk, so we didn't realize it."
Secretary Zhou, upon hearing this, realized she had indeed drunk some alcohol last night and was a little dizzy, but still couldn't believe she would do that with Wang Da Cheng.
Secretary Zhou: I still don't believe it! You must have forced me, forced me to do that.
Da Cheng: You say I forced you? I would never force you! Forcing is rape! I would never do such a thing.
Secretary Zhou: "It must be you who raped me!"
Da Cheng: Secretary Zhou, you can't just say things like that! You have no evidence!
Secretary Zhou: No evidence? I'm bleeding down there, and you say you have no evidence?
Da Cheng: No! If I raped you! "You must have bruises and scratches on your body, and... our clothes are all neatly folded and placed on the table, so it must have been consensual that we had sex
." Secretary Zhou, upon hearing this, realized that aside from some pain in her genitals, there were no bruises on her body, her pajamas were neatly folded and placed on the table, and the room didn't feel messy. She thought, "Could it really be that I was drunk and had sex with Wang Dacheng?"
"No! I absolutely can't admit it!"
Secretary Zhou said in a spoiled tone, "I don't care! You must have raped me!"
Dacheng: "Fine! Since you're so insistent that I raped you, and you refuse to marry me, then let's call the police! Let the police investigate."
He walked to the bedside, picked up the room phone, and pretended to make a call.
Secretary Zhou saw Wang Dacheng pick up the phone and hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, what are you doing?"
Dacheng: "Calling the police? You don't believe me? Let the police investigate!"
Secretary Zhou suddenly thought of going to the police station to give a statement, being questioned, having her genitals examined, making the news, and her colleagues gossiping.
Secretary Zhou panicked: "Do we really have to call the police?" "Isn't there any other way?"
Da Cheng: "Other ways? You won't marry me, is there any other way?"
Secretary Zhou looked worried: "Really? There's no other way?"
Da Cheng: "No."
Upon hearing this, Secretary Zhou deflated like a punctured balloon, still clutching the blanket to cover herself, and plopped down in a chair.
Da Cheng also put down the phone, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at Secretary Zhou.
Neither of them spoke. After five minutes,
Secretary Zhou lowered her head and suddenly whispered: "You can leave."
Da Cheng: "Huh? You mean...?"
Secretary Zhou: "You can leave now."
Da Cheng: "Don't we need to call the police?"
Secretary Zhou shook her head.
Da Cheng stood up, walked to the door, and, holding the doorknob, turned back and said:
"Secretary Zhou, Yan Yi, you can consider marrying me. I will treat you well.
" Secretary Zhou suddenly shouted: "Get out!"
Da Cheng was startled, opened the door and rushed out. As he closed the door, he heard a thud, like a cup hitting the back of the door.
To be continued
... The General Manager's Secretary currently has 14 chapters, episodes 1-12.
There are also 5-1 and 5-2
, which are original works. Criticism and suggestions are welcome.

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