Memoirs of college graduates...

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Stories originate from life, but life is never quite as exciting as it seems, so I wanted to write this down, a mix of truth and fiction. Just for a lighthearted chat after dinner~~~~~~~~~

Part One: A beautiful HR lady
, a graduate of a second-rate university, was destined to struggle to find a suitable job. Since her girlfriend had already secured a contract with a large company in the Yangtze River Delta region, she needed to finalize her three-party agreement quickly. Luckily, a company from the same region was recruiting today; it was a decent-sized company and located in the same city as her girlfriend's. She promptly prepared her final resume. Perhaps because she really wanted to go to this city, during the group discussion, I, usually an introvert, became unusually active. Having read a lot of miscellaneous books, I spoke quite a bit, gradually attracting the attention of the two interviewers, one of whom was a beautiful HR lady, let's call her Sister A for now. Sister A looked to be around 30 years old, about 160cm tall, but what was particularly striking were her sexy lips and large breasts, probably a D cup. As I hoped, I made it to the second round of interviews. The next day's interview was a one-on-one session with Sister A. It was my first time observing Sister A up close, and I was particularly drawn to her ample bosom. I was momentarily lost in thought several times, and Sister A seemed to notice, reminding me to be mindful of my interview performance. I was worried I wouldn't pass, but then, to my surprise, two days later, I received a call from the company's HR department, informing me that I could start reporting for duty after graduation.
Time flew by, and a month later, carrying a suitcase, I arrived alone in N city (my girlfriend's company had a later reporting period). Perhaps I had made a strong impression on Sister A, because I arrived a day early, so the company didn't send a car to pick me up; Sister A came to pick me up instead. It was summer, and Sister A was wearing a tight-fitting t-shirt and a white A-line skirt. It was then that I realized how white Sister A's thighs were. They completely captivated my gaze.
"Little L, you're here so early. Do you know anyone here?" Sister A asked me.
"No, I came alone. Sister A, why do you always come alone?"
"I came alone today, and I happened to be here on business. Since you were alone, I came to pick you up."
After exchanging a few pleasantries, I picked up my luggage and got into Sister A's car. It was much cooler inside the car. In the middle of summer, it was unbearably hot. I had only stood outside for a while, and my short sleeves were already soaked with sweat. Sitting in the passenger seat, my gaze couldn't help but drift towards Sister A's thighs. As we chatted, I actually got an erection. Because I was wearing loose clothing in the summer, I had a small tent sticking out. Luckily, Sister A was driving, so I pretended to bend over and press the seat down, quickly hiding it. But I still noticed that Sister A had seen it. The company arranged for us to live in an apartment complex. Since I was the first one there, I was alone. Sister A didn't have a key, so she went back to the company to get it. By the time we got upstairs, we were both sweating profusely. Sister A's bra was showing through her t-shirt, and her large breasts were very obvious. She was wearing a low-cut top, and her bra barely covered her nipples. I just stared at Sister A, dumbfounded. After a while, Sister A realized her embarrassment and quickly said, "You get ready first, I'll go take a shower" (because it was lunchtime and no one was at the company, and her home was quite far away; this complex was the kind where you just move in with your belongings).
"What?" I couldn't believe it. Sister A was so open...
"It's too hot. Go to your room and get ready. I'll just take a quick shower. We like to shower here. You little brat, why are you shy?"
I went back to my room to get ready, but thinking about Sister A's big white legs, I had no interest in getting ready. Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, I mustered my courage and sneaked into the living room, quietly going to the bathroom. At the door, my little brother got hard again. After listening for a while, I got scared and quickly went back, but I was still itchy and couldn't help but sneak back. But as soon as I turned to the side, the bathroom door suddenly opened. In that instant, I really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Sister A saw me there and guessed what I was doing. Her face was expressionless, she just smiled. I really couldn't figure out what she was smiling about, and I didn't dare to move.
"What's wrong? Do you want to take a shower too?"
Hearing this, I quickly nodded, relieved. I hurriedly went into the bathroom, quickly rinsed my face, took off my shorts, and saw my proud little brother. Hey, brother, not today. For some reason, after showering, I had a bold idea. I went out without underwear, wearing only shorts. When I saw Sister A's long, white legs, my little brother immediately became erect. I had a feeling that Sister A might be a good match. Sister A noticed that the coffee table in the living room was too far out and offered to move it with me. But as Sister A bent over, her large breasts popped out, making my little brother even harder. Because I wasn't wearing underwear, my shorts stood up. Based on my premonition, I decided to go for it. My lust got the better of me, and I didn't care about anything else. Unexpectedly, Sister A glanced at my little brother and continued moving the coffee table with me. It was like I got a hint, so I became even more audacious, but I still didn't make the first move. Before I knew it, it was time to go to the company.
"Let's go," Sister A called to me. I stood up in a daze and walked straight out, bumping into Sister A who was looking at her phone in front of me... My little brother was instantly immersed in a soft ocean. My first thought was, "Sister A's butt is so soft." I hadn't done it in so many days, and I almost burst... After a while, neither Sister A nor I moved. My intuition told me this was a sign—either I'd go to heaven or be shattered to pieces. At that moment, my lower body controlled my brain, and I instinctively grabbed Sister A from behind.
"Ah..." Instead of Sister A's scolding, I heard the doctor's soft moans. Our lower bodies pressed even closer; I could feel my penis against Sister A's buttocks. Sister A didn't speak, but turned and hugged me. Perhaps because we weren't familiar yet, Sister A didn't kiss my lips, but simply buried her head in my chest. Having received this instruction, my hands became restless. I immediately started rubbing my favorite white thighs; Sister A's legs were truly smooth. My hands roamed over Sister A's thighs, slowly rubbing towards the inner thighs. She wasn't wearing underwear?
"Sister A, you're not wearing underwear?" I boldly asked.
Sister A suddenly burst out laughing. "Are you sure?" " You'll be punished if you guess wrong."
"Hehe, then I'll have to check carefully."
Because Sister A was wearing an A-line skirt, it fell down as soon as one opening was made. What? Sister A was actually wearing a thong...
"Little L, you guessed wrong. How will I punish you?"
"Sister A, do whatever you want with me." After saying that, I squatted down and kissed Sister A's pubic bone. Sister A pressed my head down with both hands.
"Ah...ah...a little further in, a little further in." Sister A guided me to kiss her labia. Maybe because she had just showered, there was no odor there, only the faint smell of vaginal fluid.
"Sister A, you're so wet."
"You're not that old, but you're not very proper."
"Hehe, likewise." I stood up and stepped into Sister A's chest.
"Ah...ah..." Sister A kept panting, and my glans also released fluid.

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