My friend's female colleague

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I met this woman at a friend's birthday party; she's a Gen Z. It was summer two years ago, and I assumed it would just be our group of male friends celebrating her birthday. She just showed up in shorts and flip-flops, her hair casually styled. Later, she said she liked that relaxed vibe. Ugh! I was stunned when she walked in—six guys and eight girls…

My friend owns a cosmetic surgery studio, and he has tons of female employees, and he didn't even tell them! He really regretted dressing like that! He was supposed to be surprising us guys… I wanted to slap him! The cosmetic surgery industry is lucrative; he's surrounded by women all the time. He's probably just as adventurous as I am. He arranged for one guy and one girl to be treated, and he had four women working on the side next to him! The party was incredibly lively, the women were especially uninhibited, and they were all incredibly addicted to red wine! Two cases of 12 bottles of red wine were completely gone. We guys drank baijiu and beer. At least 10 out of 14 people at the table were drunk, especially during the games, like Truth or Dare. Haha, we even found out one of the women had been in a threesome before. She said she never wanted to do it again. One on top and one on the bottom was exhausting, and the guy wouldn't even give her oral sex; there was no enjoyment at all. The scenes in movies where women seem to have amazing sex are all lies, haha. But it's true, anyone who's done a threesome knows that if the initial coordination isn't good, the woman can be exhausted, and the man isn't comfortable either. His attention can't be focused; the novelty outweighs the experience. At first, I didn't really notice her. She was sitting next to my friend. She was visiting with her cousin, whom she didn't know, so she was a bit reserved and didn't drink much. Later, I drank too much, and she switched seats with the woman next to me. At the time, I didn't think much of it; we were having so much fun and the scene was so chaotic. Then she peeled a shrimp and put it on my plate. Okay, I understood immediately. I immediately took her hand and put it under the table, and then I continued playing. She served me food. Midway through, I exchanged a glance with my friend, and his look at me changed instantly, a mixture of mockery and disdain, like, "Oh, you've got another one, hahaha!" I returned his gaze, as if to say, "You're not as lucky as me!" We laughed and decided to have a drink. Later, I went to the bathroom and got up, staggering. There was someone else in the bathroom, so I asked if there was a restroom outside. She said she knew and would take me. We confidently took hands and walked straight to the restroom. She just followed me in. I don't remember what we said in between, but then we went into the restroom and started kissing. It was so obvious that it was consensual, so why not have some drunken sex? I just wanted to do it then; she was wearing a skirt, which made it super convenient. The little girl was born in July 2000, a little over a month shy of adulthood. She was about a 7.5 out of 10 in looks—average but with a touch of charm. But her figure was absolutely stunning! D-cup breasts, a tiny waist, and straight legs—her proportions were perfect. But that wasn't the most important thing; her skin was incredibly smooth! Like it was coated in lubricant! If you lay on top of her, you were afraid of slipping off; you had to hold on tightly to her two prominent nipples to stay upright. It was a natural gift! That's why I later did so many crazy things with her.

I had already pulled down her underwear, ready to have sex with her from behind, but she said no, she wouldn't do it without a condom. Ugh, she hadn't drunk enough! Of course, I couldn't force myself on her, so I told her to come back with me. So, with excited anticipation, we went back to continue drinking. When it was finally over, I naturally offered to take her home, but her cousin also got in the car, saying, "Tongtong, I'm drunk, take me home." What the hell?! I was so upset, but I thought I'd take her cousin home and then pick her up, right? But reality slapped me hard in the face. Her cousin was completely drunk, and she even threw up all over the car! The driver was furious! She demanded 200 yuan for cleaning up! Ugh! What kind of nonsense is this?! It was a struggle for the two of us to carry her upstairs, we were exhausted, but then I thought, maybe we could have a double... since they're cousins... But I immediately dismissed the idea. After all, I'd read some reports about people accusing others of sexual assault while drunk—it wasn't worth it, especially for a young man like me. I didn't contact them after that day. With today's Gen Z, you don't need to take the initiative. If they've decided on you, you can't escape; if they haven't, nothing you do will work. Winning them over is even harder, because they've always had good living conditions, spoiled by their parents, and are very self-centered. Sure enough, a couple of days later, she asked me out, asking if I was free that night to go to a quiet bar for drinks. I was busy with work at my studio, so I went there after work, dressed in a suit. The moment she saw me, she gave me a… disdainful look. She just doesn't like this kind of seriousness. Our conversation was awkward and didn't really connect. After a while, a table of her friends came over, and she went to hang out, making me feel even more awkward. They say little girls all like guys in suits, and I look really stylish in one. Sigh, to each their own. I thought, "That's it, I'm done for." But life is full of surprises. The next day, we met at the bar entrance, and she said, "If you're wearing a suit again, don't bother coming." Haha, seriously, this is difficult... When I got to the entrance, she was talking to a friend. Seeing me, she told her friend she had to leave. I followed her closely, my mindset being that I was being kept by a powerful woman. The hotel was just across the street. When I got there, she walked ahead without saying a word. Only when we got to the hotel entrance did she say, "Go get a room, I'll wait for you at the elevator." So, it wasn't being kept, but paying for it myself! Oh well, getting the room was awkward. There wasn't much conversation. She just told me to shower first. I was a little disappointed; there wasn't much communication. Making love felt like a routine, lacking any romance. "Go wash up, we're already here." After washing, she lay down. She was still wearing a white dress and a white gauze coat, giving her an ethereal look. As she was taking off her clothes, I hugged her from behind and kissed the back of her neck and her ear. She let out a shy moan after just one kiss on the ear—I'd found her sensitive spot! I kissed her deeply, her breathing quickening! I lifted her skirt with both hands, touching her thighs. Wow, without alcohol, the sensation was even more intense! This smoothness... how can I describe it? Ugh, it was just incredibly comfortable. My penis instantly swelled the moment I touched it! I moved up her thighs to her panties, triangle-shaped. I didn't rush to put my hand inside, but my right hand rubbed her vulva through the panties, while my left hand, of course, reached up to her upper body and grasped her breasts above her bra. Sure enough, her full breasts and incredibly smooth skin instantly stimulated me. I bit her ear and pulled her back. She tilted her head back slightly, and I kissed her again. I was touching her vulva, holding her breasts, and kissing her lips, my penis pressing against her pert buttocks. So good! Just thinking about it makes me hard, hahaha. She pushed me away to take a shower. I played on my phone while she waited, tearing open a condom and placing it on the bedside table. When I heard the water turn off, I waited for her at the shower door. After she came out, I carried her to bed in a princess carry – my usual method, avoiding awkward silences and adding a touch of romance and thoughtfulness. Once in bed, we kissed deeply. Her skin was still slightly wet and a little rough, so we took it slow. Her neck was my favorite spot to kiss after a deep kiss; most people's necks are very sensitive. Listening to her soft moans, my hands grasping her breasts and rubbing my clitoris – that's my favorite foreplay. By the time I kissed her breasts, she was dry, and her skin was firm and smooth – I loved it! I kissed her from her breasts to her lower abdomen and inner thighs, giving her a good, deep kiss! Still not enough! I turned her over and steadied her entire back, but it still wasn't enough. That smooth, slippery feeling really hit me right in the heart. I got her a cup of hot and cold water and gave her a water bath and a hot and cold treatment. Don't doubt me, I can do all of these things—my technique is amazing! She's the girl I've given the longest blowjob. She's young, and although I've hooked up with quite a few, she's getting on in years, so how many more can she have? Her pubic hair is sparse, the color and shape are quite ordinary, there's not much lubrication, and no odor—just right. The atmosphere was perfect, and I felt so comfortable, I just wanted to blow her until I couldn't stop, like I wanted to devour her. My specialty is circling her entire vulva with my tongue and then sucking her clitoris deeply. Hearing her moans felt so good—that's my reward! While giving her blowjobs, I slowly probed her vagina with my right middle finger, found her G-spot, and gently rubbed it first, then increased the speed of my mouth and finger. In less than a minute, her legs suddenly clamped my head tightly and she flipped over to the side. I almost broke my arm. Okay, stop. She must have orgasmed. I got up and placed my penis on her face. Now it was time for your performance. She opened her mouth and gave me oral sex. Her oral skills were so-so; although she didn't know how to use her tongue, she swallowed and spit forcefully. It's a two-way street; if you do a good job with foreplay, she'll reciprocate with equal effort. Her forceful swallowing and spitting made me want to hold her head down. I did it without hesitation, getting up and pulling her to sit up straight, holding her head down with my hand while I gave her oral sex. Although there was the sensation of teeth, it didn't hinder our burning passion at all! When she couldn't take it anymore, I pushed her down, rolled her over, pulled her buttocks to the foot of the bed, and stood on the floor with my right leg raised on the bed, going at it like crazy! That was the first time I'd used this position with a woman. Every thrust went all the way in, stroking and kissing her back, fucking her in one position until I felt amazing! I didn't want to stop fucking her for a second! However, I ejaculated in less than five minutes... It was just too good to bear... I ejaculated inside her right away. I lay on her back and rested for a while. Then I lay down and said I could still do it. I didn't even shower in between. She just sat on top of me. I touched her breasts and got hard after a while. I had my period and went for a second thrust. We did more positions here, but it was much slower. We found our rhythm, face to face, passionately kissing, and then I ejaculated inside her again!

In the following days, I would go to a quiet bar after work. I would finish work around 9 or 10 and go to the quiet bar to find her. We did it in the innermost booth of the quiet bar. We were sure someone would see us, but who cares? We did it in the restroom. The restroom was small and crowded, so I didn't dare to waste too much time. We did it in there for a while and then came out. After drinking too much, we closed the door and did it in the park next door. Halfway through, she wanted to pee, so I held her while she peed. After she finished, we continued. We did it on the stairs downstairs at her apartment. I didn't want her to leave, so I gave her a deepthroat licking. Good times always come and go so quickly. Ten days later, my old problem flared up again—I'd already managed to hold out for a long time. We rarely contacted each other after that. She started dating someone, and she became much more well-behaved afterward. But how long do young relationships last? We broke up before the new year, and from then on, we were just friends with benefits. She was one of the few girls I'd ever been with who could rekindle my desire. After we started having sex again, we became more and more compatible. We were accepting of each other in terms of photography and other aspects, and we could even experience the stimulation from various devices. Why not?

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