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I currently work as the planning department manager at a management consulting firm. Due to the nature of my job, overtime is commonplace.
My company is primarily internally focused, so apart from the boss and a few sales staff, almost all the employees are women. Since my work falls under internal operations, I stand out as the "one green among a sea of red." Coupled with my height of 179 cm and fairly attractive appearance, I often attract the attention of my female colleagues, leading to numerous romantic encounters.
The incident occurred on a night when I was working overtime (another "overtime" scenario, which shows that "overtime" does have many benefits; fellow hardworking office workers, don't make excuses next time you have to work overtime). It was for a "cross-industry alliance" case, so I specifically asked my colleagues in the "Information Technology Department" to stay and discuss it together.
To be honest, the "Information Technology Department" is nothing more than a one-person showroom that specializes in collecting online information, and it's headed by Yi-Lin, the company's most beautiful woman.
Yi-Lin is 165 cm tall with a 35C bust-waist-hip ratio (I'm guessing). Her proportions are a perfect 23-32, and she has long, flowing black hair that reaches her waist. With her oval face and bright, large eyes, I believe any man who sees her would feel a strange stirring, both psychologically and physically. Especially those two mounds of flesh hidden under her clothes—any man would fantasize about kneading and shaping them in his hands.
Of course, fantasies aside, I genuinely kept her with me because of work (I really didn't have any improper thoughts at the time). But being around such a beautiful woman, of course, makes work particularly "enthusiastic."
We discussed it until after 9 PM, when everyone in the company had left (I remember they all gave me strange looks as they left, leaving only Ziyi and me still discussing). Our discussion had reached a dead end, and since we couldn't reach a conclusion, I suggested we go home and think about it further tomorrow. Ziyi seemed tired and nodded in agreement.
After we each organized our materials, I casually suggested we go out for dinner together. Because I always maintain a gentlemanly demeanor at work, Ziyi immediately agreed without hesitation (at the time, I genuinely just wanted to have dinner with her). So, we ate something at a restaurant (no alcohol, by the way), and then I drove her home. During dinner, we suddenly came up with a great idea, but due to the inconvenience of the location, after I took her home, she hesitated for a moment before saying, "Do you...want to come up? We can discuss the idea again."
"Is that convenient...?" (I was genuinely answering from her perspective.)
"It's okay, I live alone here."
(It's precisely because you live alone that I'm worried it might feel strange.)
"But...you...can't do anything inappropriate."
"Do you think I would do anything inappropriate?" (I was genuinely a little angry at that point, because I still have some standing at work, and although she was very attractive to me, it wasn't enough to make me do something "animalistic.") Yi-Lin suddenly smiled brightly and said, "I invited you up here to talk because I believed you wouldn't."
After hearing her say that, I couldn't muster any more anger, but I felt as if another kind of anger was rising up.
(I don't know... I really don't know how?)
So I followed Yilin up to her place (on the sixth floor). After entering her room (she lived in a suite), she led me to sit on one side of the small coffee table, while she sat on the other. She hadn't gone home to take a shower or change into anything sexy; she was just discussing things with me in her work clothes. I thought this was quite different from the erotic scenes I'd seen before, so it probably wouldn't be anything interesting. I started a serious discussion with her.
But before we even began, she said, "Let's discuss things like this, okay? You can't 'sit next to me'!"
"I know," (I replied irritably).
Not long after;
"Come take a look," Yi-Lin said, pointing to the screen on her laptop and gesturing for me to look. I hadn't thought of my earlier promise, so I moved closer to see the information she wanted me to see. While we were looking at and discussing it, I unconsciously found myself "sitting" next to her. When she realized
(I don't know when she realized; I only knew she'd noticed when she spoke up...), she made another restriction: "You can sit here to discuss, but you can't 'lean next to me'!"
"Oh!" I replied with a half-smile (please, I wasn't thinking anything).
As the computer screen rotated, we sat closer and closer, and before we knew it, we were sitting side by side. She noticed, but didn't say a word. I genuinely hadn't noticed before, but this time I truly "noticed" it. The faint fragrance emanating from her was making me slightly dizzy, and coupled with her V-neck shirt, I could see her pale pink bra tightly encasing her two prominent breasts. The gaps created as she moved forward and backward further accentuated the roundness of her breasts. I almost forgot what we were supposed to be discussing.
A short while later, she suddenly imposed another restriction: "It's okay for you to lean closer, but you can't put your hands on my shoulders!"
"Hmm!" I didn't know how to answer her anymore, so I just gave a perfunctory reply (this seemed to inspire my "next step").
So, in the next move, my right hand "intentionally" or "unintentionally" rested on her shoulder. She seemed to "notic" it again, and again, she didn't say a word. But I could feel her breathing becoming a little rapid, and with each breath, the "gap" between her breasts appeared more frequently, and I, too, became even more satisfied with my visual experience.
She; had a new "restriction."
"It's okay... to put your hand on my shoulder, but... you can't just... touch me 'downwards'!"
"Hmm..." That was all I could answer (this seemed to be another new "instruction").
Naturally, following the "instruction," my right hand unconsciously traced a gentle arc downwards, lightly caressing her breasts with my fingers.
(My God, such full and bouncy breasts! It felt like pressing against freshly baked buns. I can't imagine what it would feel like if she were naked in my hands, unrestrained by these clothes.)
As my fingers continued to wander, I noticed a bean-like shape emerging from the center of her breasts
(that must be her nipple). As her nipple rose,
her breathing became more frequent, but she remained silent without showing any emotion.
However, this didn't last long; she (again) spoke: "You... it's okay to... touch... like this, but... you... can't 'put your hand inside her clothes'!"
This time I simply didn't answer, and just 'followed orders'.
My right hand slowly started to rise, reaching the neckline, and then slowly slid down. When my fingers touched her bra, my heart started to race. So, after gently brushing past her bra, I moved down to touch her soft breasts.
(This...I'm wrong...this isn't a steamed bun, this...it feels...it should be mochi, so soft, so comfortable.)
Slowly, I found what had hardened on her chest earlier—her nipple, round and small, with tiny bumps around it.
At this moment, it seemed neither of us could concentrate on the screen; we could only guess what the other was thinking. As for me, I wasn't some greenhorn new to women, and I didn't want to impulsively push her to the ground. I just found this kind of 'following orders' incredibly exciting and stimulating, so I could only wait patiently for the next 'instruction'.
The instruction was finally given, and she managed to maintain a certain tone as she said, "You... can... touch... me like this... but... you... can't take my clothes off, and... you can't kiss me with your mouth..."
(Wow, two 'instructions' at once! Looks like you're getting impatient too!)
Without further ado, the task still had to be done. This time, relying solely on my right hand might be a bit slow, so my left hand began to 'help' obligatory. As the buttons were undone one by one, her snow-white body gradually began to be revealed. Amidst the expanse of snow-white skin, there was a breathtaking focal point—her breasts. Encased in a pale pink bra, they seemed as if they might jump out at any moment. Now was the time to 'liberate' them.
The instant her bra was undone, I immediately pressed my lips to her nipple and kissed her, while simultaneously extending my tongue to gently tease her nipple. With persistent effort, I finally made the part that should be protruding even more prominent, and the part that should be hard was almost hard.
"You...you...um...you...can kiss my...breasts...but...you...you can't...'kiss my...mouth'...even if...you...really...want...to...kiss...you can't...put...your...tongue...into...my...mouth'...oh!...I...I...I definitely...won't...put...my...tongue out."
(She seemed really anxious, and her 'instructions' seemed to be increasing.)
I started to press my lips against hers. As soon as our lips touched, I felt something soft and wet squeeze into my mouth. It turned out to be her tongue. Our tongues immediately intertwined, and it was impossible to tell whose tongue was entwined with whose...
Because of my position, my hand ended up on her thigh, which unexpectedly "complied" with her next "command."
She gasped, "You...kiss me...touch me up there...it's okay...but...you...can't 'touch...my down there'!"
Suddenly, I realized I wanted more specific instructions, so I stopped being silent and immediately reached my right hand under her skirt to explore her pubic area. When my hand touched her silk panties, I felt a surge of heat in my palm. I could feel the sparse pubic hair moving in my hand at the bulge. At the same time, I asked: "You want me not to touch 'that' down there...?"
My fingers were already pressed against her vulva, coincidentally on her clitoris, causing her to gasp. She answered my question willingly: "Um...it's...there...ah...um..."
I pressed, "Where? If I don't know, I'll touch you randomly.
" "You...you...you're so naughty...you just want me to say it...it's...there...my...little...hole..."
She finally said it, and quickly gave another command: "You... touch... touch... my... pussy... it's okay... but... you... you can't ask... me to... touch... your... cock..."
At this point, I thought that if I didn't obey, I might get a glare in return. So, I immediately "obediently" unzipped my pants, letting my nearly 20-centimeter-long cock show itself,
and at the same time quickly pulled her hand down to my proud spot. The moment her hand touched my genitals, it was as if she had found a life raft in the ocean. She immediately grabbed it tightly and didn't let go, while gently moving it up and down. Her eyes instantly shone with a strange light, and at the same time, she gave the "command": "You... your... cock... is so hard... so thick... and... so long..." "I can... touch... but... you... can't 'make me... suck... or... lick... your... cock', okay?"
At this point, all I could do was give her a smile and gently guide her head toward my lower body. She 'easily' let me push it in, then opened her small mouth and took it in. Maybe it was too long or her mouth was really too small, because it reached her throat before I could take it in halfway. Even so, she still 'dutifully' gently sucked and licked it for a while.
Although I was already brimming with lust, I still had to play by her "rules of the game." After she had been "busy" for a while,
she finally spoke: "Um... it's okay... you... can... touch my... breasts... and... my... pussy... and kiss me... I can... touch your... big cock... and suck and lick your... big cock... but... you... can't... 'put your... big cock... outside my... pussy... and tease me...'"
(Wow... I've been busy for so long... and I still have to tease you a little... Okay! Looks like you really have to behave today.)
So I gently placed my thick, hard penis on her vulva, and then used my egg-shaped glans to tease her vaginal opening and clitoris with varying pressure. At this point, she could only answer me with panting: "Ah... um... uh... so... itchy... ah... ah..."
"Your... your... penis... is so hard... I... I... my... vagina... is so numb... so good... so... uh..."
At this point, she finally couldn't help but give the 'command':
"It's so...it's so itchy...you...you...can use...your...big cock head...to...rub...my...little hole...but...but...you...can't...'use your...big cock...to...insert...or...fuck...my...little tender hole!'"
Almost without uttering a "Yes, sir," I quickly thrust my almost-exploding penis into her little hole.
"Sizzle..." With a sound, my large penis finally 'squeezed' into her little hole.
(Oh my god, her pussy is so tight, I have to 'squeeze' it in. Luckily I did a lot of foreplay, otherwise I might be stuck and unable to move.)
"Ah...it's in...so...so thick...so...so swollen...it's killing me...my...pussy...is being...full...ah...ah..."
I kept pushing my cock into her pussy, and waves of pleasure kept surging up.
However, what I admired was that she could still give "instructions" at this moment: "Ah...ah...oh...you...you...really...fuck...in...oh...ah...so deep...ah...okay...I...I...I let you fuck...I let you...insert...but...you can only...insert for a moment...fuck...fuck me for a moment...ah...you...you...can't...'fuck me...fuck...me...fuck for too long...oh...I can only...let you...fuck...again...a moment...a moment...oh...you...can't...fuck...me...I...orgasm...oh'...ah...it hits..."
If I had really listened to her at this moment, she probably would have bitten off my flesh, so I could only continue to "bury my head and work hard".
"Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...my little pussy...it's been fucked to pieces...it's bursting...ah...so good...so comfortable...so...faster...faster..."
"Ah...I can't take it anymore...good...big cock brother...you...you're so good at fucking my pussy...oh...okay...I...I...I'll let you...fuck...let big cock brother...insert...my little pussy...I'll let you fuck it all...I'll let you...insert...I'll let you fuck it until...you're satisfied...insert until...you're satisfied...oh...faster...faster...ah...almost there..."
With a "ah..." she had already orgasmed more than three times.
And I, urged on by her continuous orgasms, gradually began to lose control.
"Oh...your little pussy...it feels so good...so comfortable...I...I can't take it anymore...I'm about to cum...I'm about to come..."
At this point, her speech was a little slurred, but she still managed to say intermittently: "Ah...ah...oh...big cock brother...it's so deep...okay...it's okay...it's so good...I...I...it feels so good...I...today...let you...touch my...breasts...touch my...little pussy...and...touch your...big cock...suck your...big cock...and...let...your...oh...big cock...fuck me...insert...my...little pussy...it's all okay...let you fuck me...oh...I...feels so good...I've orgasmed...several times...it's...okay..."
"But...oh...big cock...brother...if...ah...you're going to ejaculate...you're going to ejaculate...ah...you can't...ejaculate...into my little pussy...that...that...will make my...little pussy...ah...scalding...as if I'm going to heaven...absolutely...can't...ejaculate...into my little pussy!"...ah...it's coming again..."
(....I really admire you to the extreme, even at this point, you can still give 'instructions'.)
But at this moment, a mischievous thought suddenly appeared in my mind, I thought; I've been 'disobedient' (completing all the instructions) all night, so I'll 'obey' one last time.
So, after thrusting hundreds more times, just as I was about to ejaculate, I quickly pulled my cock out and held it to her chest, ejaculating wildly.
I saw her... "Ah...ah...oh...so good...ah...why did you pull out...ah..."
As I sprayed all my semen onto her alluring 35C breasts, I saw a look of loss in her eyes. I hurriedly grabbed some tissues to wipe her, but then I noticed tears welling up in her eyes.
I panicked and quickly comforted her. After all, we didn't have much interaction at work, yet we had ended up having sex under these circumstances. I thought she would definitely think I was a very promiscuous person.
Seeing her tears streaming down her face, he didn't know how to resolve the situation. After a moment of awkward silence, she choked out, "Waaah... I... waaah... today... I told you not to do these things... but you... waaah... you didn't care... you... waaah... you kept doing them."
(Good heavens, honestly, what man wouldn't do that? But, ultimately, he was the one in the wrong, and it didn't feel right. He should comfort her first.)
"I'm sorry, it's my fault. You can scold me, blame me, hit me, but please don't cry anymore. It's because you're so charming that... that's why I couldn't help... doing this to you."
(My dear aunt, I really want to apologize to you. Please stop crying. If you keep crying, I'll really be at my wit's end. I'm most afraid of women's tears.)
After saying this, she continued to sob.
She began,
"I told you not to do these things all night, but you kept doing them..."
"I'm sorry, it's really because you're so charming, that's why..."
"Lying..." she suddenly said seriously.
"I...I'm not lying. It's really because you're so beautiful and captivating that I couldn't help but keep doing it."
"Then you..."
I thought to myself that she was going to press me about whether I liked her or not. It seems I'll have to have a 'fixed' girlfriend from now on. With that in mind, I'll just let her have her way.
"I...I really..." I could only continue to give an innocent answer.
"Then you..."
"Then you..."
"Then you..." (I mean, sir, just say whatever you want to say, I'm already prepared.)
"Then why were you so 'obedient' at the end!"
(@[email protected] Shrimp!!! I...I...this......)
"Hmph! So you're lying again!!"
"I...I...I...this...." I really didn't know how to answer this time.
"You're lying!"
"Yilin, don't be angry, I really...I..."
"I won't listen! I won't listen!" As she spoke, she covered her ears with her hands and kept shaking her head. As her head shook, her two fleshy mounds also swayed, one to the left and one to the right, making me almost forget that I was apologizing to her.
After a long silence, she suddenly spoke: "I don't want to hear your explanation. Things have already come to this point... forget it."
(Oh no, it seems she's really angry.)
"However..."
(What?! There's still "however," could it be...?)
"You... absolutely cannot... touch me again!"
(No way!!)
"Also, you absolutely cannot sleep here tonight, because you'll definitely... do it to me again (whispering)."
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Thank you for sharing
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Clearly wanting and needing it but keeping putting it off, and still giving hints and instructions, it's really enough...
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