My Bold Slut

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So, back when I was a manager at a karaoke bar, she was a regular customer (she worked as a hostess at a hotel
). To be honest, I still don't know how we got together. The most plausible explanation is—
a drunken mistake. But she was pretty savvy; she knew perfectly well that our relationship was just "friends with benefits." Since we shared
a common interest in that kind of thing, we were happy to maintain that peaceful relationship.

That day, we were both off work and didn't know what to do. After dinner, we bought two bottles of sorghum liquor
and some snacks and went to her rented apartment (99% of working women rent their own apartments)... (this part is omitted; it was just
ordinary watching TV, daydreaming, drinking and playing drinking games...)

Around 2 a.m., perhaps because the atmosphere was good that day, we were both a bit high
. She suggested playing "King's Choice" (as you might expect, we ended up completely naked
). But she wouldn't stop there; she wanted to keep playing. (Damn! Fine, let's play! I'm emboldened by alcohol, who's afraid of who
?)

I won the first time, and I told her to go knock on the door of the room next door. Hehe! (She rents an apartment
in "Apatow," which has about a dozen suites per floor.)

I won the second time too, and this time I told her to knock on the door of the room at the very end of the corridor (the two rooms are about 15 meters
apart ). But I lost the third time. Unexpectedly, she told me to stand by the elevator for five minutes!
(Wow, even though it was two or three in the morning, everyone who should be sleeping was asleep, and those who were at work hadn't left yet; even though I was
emboldened , it was only five minutes!)

I refused, but she used reverse psychology, with a sour, angry, and threatening tone,
saying I had to go (she just wanted to get back at me). Sigh! A bet's a bet, and
after , it was changed to thirty seconds. I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the elevator, a little annoyed, to stand there as punishment. (Dear
readers , do you know that those thirty seconds... felt like thirty years!)

Thirty seconds were up. Since I was already standing there, with a hint of displeasure on my face, I decided to walk back to her room (there were about six rooms between
the elevator and hers). I saw her peeking out, her upper body visible,
smiling with an expression that seemed to say she'd finally won.

However, she also noticed my slightly unhappy expression. Before I even closed the door, she
pounced on me, saying in a coquettish tone, "Don't be angry!" Then she hooked one arm around my neck, and with the other
hand, lips, tongue, breasts, and thighs... she rubbed her entire body against mine. (
Damn it, she seemed to be using every trick in the book to be seductive and provocative, just to make me not be angry.)

Oh! Who could possibly be angry at that moment? Who could possibly be angry? At that moment, the only thing in the world that might have been left was my
brother, veins bulging with rage. Of course, she wouldn't ignore my brother. She slowly knelt down,
her buttocks resting on her heels, and then...

then she actually spoke to my brother in the kind of tone a mother would use to talk to her child in a TV commercial:
"Hey, I'm telling you! You have to be good, don't be naughty like your brother, then I'll love you."
After saying suddenly gave him a light lick (damn! Although I was still trying to act cool, I knew very well that I was almost ruined),
and then a series of blowing, sucking, holding, licking... ruined, ruined, finally ruined!

I pulled her up, made her hold onto the wall with both hands, and then penetrated her from behind. She
responded with a very seductive and lewd moan (of course, not very loud, because the door wasn't closed, only half-open). As
I increased the speed of my thrusting, she also started panting, "Hmm, ahh."

At this moment, I suddenly had a whim, opened the door completely, grabbed her breasts, turned her to face the door, and tried
to push her out. However, she braced herself against the door frame, preventing me from pushing her out. I simply pushed her hard twice, and her arms went
limp, so I pushed her out onto the hallway.

Her hands were on the floor, her buttocks sticking up high. With each push, she moved forward a little; with each push
, she moved forward a little… and before I knew it, we were outside the elevator.

At that moment, the thought flashed through my mind: "Anyway, I don't live here, and nobody knows me." I didn't care…
I stayed outside the elevator for two or three minutes, then I pulled her up and had her lean against the emergency escalator handrail (
the emergency escalator faced the elevator). I lifted her leg with one hand and did this for another minute or two.

I turned her around, and she was holding onto the elevator door frame, facing the elevator. I told her to press the elevator button (
wow ! She actually pressed it!). The elevator came up from the first floor (although there should have been no one there at that time,
I thought: "If you dare to do this, what am I afraid of!" But at that moment, I was really nervous).

The elevator arrived, the doors opened… thankfully no one was there, but there was a large mirror behind the doors. (
Honestly , seeing our reflection in the mirror was quite amusing.)

I pushed her inside and turned her around, telling her to hold the door open button so the elevator wouldn't move, which she did…
After about two minutes, I don't know if her hand got tired or she was enjoying it so much that she let go of
the door open button, and the doors closed without her

even trying to stop them. I asked her, "What do we do?" To my surprise, she gasped and said, "Never mind, just keep
going…" (#*&%@$&*%) Wow! Hearing her say that, a strange excitement,
impulse, and pleasure, perhaps mixed with a kind of primal animalistic instinct, all surged into my heart…

I grabbed her waist and thrust hard, the "slap slap" of flesh against flesh probably no less than 100 decibels, making her
buttocks red. Suddenly, the elevator stopped, and the doors opened... Two
girls were standing outside, waiting for the elevator. (To be honest, when I saw their expressions, I searched through the Four Books and Five Classics, from the
Zizhi Tongjian to the Six Codes, and even the Encyclopedia Britannica, but I couldn't find any
words to describe them.)

The moment the doors opened, one of them gasped, and the other seemed bewildered,
but their expressions were identical: eyes wide as bulls and mouths agape as if they could fit five or
six dildos. Then one lowered her head, touching her forehead, while the other turned her head 45 degrees (both
were smirking). My fuck buddy, probably embarrassed, kept his head down, still panting, making "humming" and
"ahhh " sounds. (Because I hadn't stopped thrusting, just not as intensely as before.)

We stood there frozen for about twenty seconds, the two girls occasionally glancing at each other (damn it, if only... ).
Just look openly! I think it's more awkward to panic and try to hide it, so it's better to be natural
. I realized this wasn't working, so I pulled her back a little, meaning to let them in. I even
asked, "Do you want to come in?" One of them suddenly seemed to come back to life and said, "
No , you can continue, we'll wait a bit."

I replied, "Oh!" and pressed the close button and the "10" button (she lives on the 10th floor). Then
the door closed, and we went upstairs... (At this point, I could clearly hear a burst of laughter. *&#%#%$)

Back on the 10th floor, we were going to go back to the room, but halfway there, I suddenly had her lean against
the wall, lifted one of her legs, and stood there and penetrated her... After a while, I told her to lie down
on the floor and used the most basic missionary position to thrust for a while before I ejaculated into her mouth and face. Only
then we go into the room to shower together.

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