The Untold Stories: Grass by the Nest Series

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[The Untold Story of My Neighborhood - Part 1]
Chapter 1 Taking Advantage of the Situation (Revised)

Word Count: 3695
Chapter 1 Taking Advantage of the Situation (Da S)
I've been involved with this community for a while now, but due to the busyness of my daily work, I haven't had the chance to share my story with everyone. Now that I have some free time, after reading many friends' experiences, my own story keeps flashing through my mind, and I feel compelled to tell it.
This story happened in 2003, a bit early. At that time, I was in the finance department of my company, essentially the department head. I was only 24 years old then, considered young and promising. With good eloquence and writing skills, and outstanding performance, I was a popular figure in the company, and even the provincial leaders praised me highly, giving me a lot of prestige, which laid a solid foundation for my romantic encounter. After all, outstanding men always attract women's attention. (Was that a bit arrogant,
haha?)
Da S called me a colleague because I hadn't been officially appointed yet, so I wasn't considered a subordinate. Da S was young, beautiful, and especially had a fantastic figure—well-proportioned, with curves in all the right places. Her voice was very magnetic, and her eyes were large and watery. When I first arrived at the finance department, I became interested in her. However, being a bit shy since we had just met, I concealed my "wicked" thoughts and obediently became her colleague. Speaking of which, I must mention my strengths: I'm humorous and articulate, and many colleagues enjoy chatting with me. Once, while I was working normally in the office, a leader from the provincial company called to ask for my QQ number, saying it was to transfer files. I told my superior on the phone, and of course, my colleagues around me heard it. (Note: this is foreshadowing.)
That afternoon, when I opened QQ, I noticed a system message. Opening it, I saw someone had added me as a friend. Looking at the profile, I saw it was a girl from the same city as me. Without much thought, I accepted the request. We naturally started chatting. She asked where I was from and where I worked. I made up a story, saying I worked for a certain bureau. She smiled mischievously and said I was lying. She then directly told me my name and workplace. I was quite surprised, cursing inwardly, "Which bastard is pretending to be a woman to fool me? I'm sure I know this person." I replied, "Who are you? Stop pretending, come out." Just as I typed the words on the screen, I heard Barbie Hsu's laughter behind me. She laughed and said, "Minister, how can you lie?" I was feeling annoyed, but hearing her say that, my mind immediately clicked, and I loudly pretended to scold her, "Come here, let your brother give you a beating." She quickly apologized, saying, "Just kidding, just kidding." I went along with it and said, "To make up for my emotional distress, treat me to dinner this afternoon." She said, "No problem, I'll decide what you want to eat." It was Friday, and after get off work, I drove everyone from my department to dinner. I swear to God, I had no ulterior motives at that time; I was just looking for a meal. After dinner, everyone went home. Since I lived in the company's single dormitory, I went back to the company. On Saturday morning, I wanted to sleep in, but then my boss called and asked for a special financial analysis report. I had no choice but to go to the company to work overtime. I finished the report smoothly, and seeing that I still had some time, I logged into QQ to see if there were any girls I could chat with. I opened QQ and found that Barbie Hsu had left me a message, saying she was sorry for yesterday and asked for my forgiveness. I replied
that it was okay. Coincidentally, she was still online, so I joked with her that she still had to treat me to dinner. She laughed and said, "Okay." But she didn't want to eat at a restaurant and suggested I eat at her house, saying it was cheaper.
I said, "If I go, your husband will definitely beat me." She was silent for a while and said that he wasn't home, he was on a business trip, and the children weren't home either. I was shocked and very surprised. We chatted for a few more minutes and then logged off. At dinner time, she actually sent me a message asking if I wanted to come over for dinner. Without thinking, I said, "Of course I'm coming, wait for me." I asked for the address of her apartment complex and took a taxi there.
When I entered, Barbie Hsu was wearing a black tank top with a denim mini skirt. Her fair and smooth thighs and high, firm breasts immediately caught my eye. I couldn't help but stare at her a few times. Big S laughed, "Don't you recognize me?" After some polite conversation, we sat down on the sofa and started chatting. Before long, my hormones were surging. I sighed and reached out to hug her. She turned to the side and sat on the other side of the sofa. I smiled sheepishly and asked, "What's wrong?" She said, "What do you think? You can't hug me." We chatted idly for a few more minutes, but I couldn't resist any longer. I frowned and said, "Come sit down." She didn't refuse and got up to sit next to me. I reached out and pulled her into my arms. She leaned into my embrace. Almost without thinking, I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers, my tongue swirling around hers. She responded passionately. My erection was almost bursting. My hands roamed haphazardly over her body, and she moaned softly. After several minutes of passionate kissing, I picked her up. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we walked towards the bedroom. When I put her on the bed, I had already lifted her skirt. She covered her lower body and said, "I can't take it, or I'll never be able to leave you." I didn't care about her explanation and replied, "If you can't leave me, then we'll be together all the time." She didn't refuse anymore and quickly stripped off all her clothes.
After she was naked, I was stunned. Her longing eyes were fixed on me, her face slightly flushed, her high, firm breasts, smooth abdomen, dark triangle area, and long, slender legs slightly pressed together. I couldn't help but swallow a few times. The fire of desire in my heart was burning fiercely; I couldn't take it anymore. Just as I was about to pounce on her, I suddenly remembered her stockings. I leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Do you have any lace underwear? Do you have any thongs?" She whispered, "Yes." I was instantly excited and eagerly ordered her to put them on. She said, "You're so annoying!" and got up to go to another bedroom to change. I hurriedly took off my clothes, leaving only my shorts. After changing her clothes, she didn't go straight to bed. Instead, she stood at the bedroom doorway, leaning against the frame. I looked up and was overjoyed. She was fucking sexy. Her white thighs were clad in black lace stockings with a red thong underneath. Her breasts were encased in black lingerie, revealing half of her white mound. She then turned around, the red thong nestled in her buttocks, her pert buttocks incredibly alluring. I reached out a finger and gently hooked her, and she fell onto the bed. I eagerly climbed on top of her, passionately kissing her and licking her entire body. My penis was already erect, and she reached out to masturbate it, making me incredibly aroused. She helped me take off my shorts, and I untied her stockings and thong, removing the red thong. I touched her; she was wet. After a few gentle strokes, her moans filled me with ecstasy. I parted her legs, ready to explore. At that moment, I calmly asked if she had any condoms. She said no. What if she got pregnant? She replied that she wouldn't. I asked if it was her safe period. She coquettishly told me, "I have an IUD, I won't get pregnant."
All my worries vanished, I didn't want to think about anything anymore, let's get ready for battle. Everyone knows how intense and exciting the battle was, I won't describe it for fear of violating the rules. One word to describe it: exhilarating; two words: thrilling; three words: blissful; four words: incredibly exciting. I don't know how many rounds we fought, how many times we teased each other, we were both exhausted. We switched to 69, her oral skills were superb, her tongue warmly teasing me, and I used my tongue to tease her **. I couldn't hold back anymore, I couldn't hold back anymore, I ejaculated thickly.
She rolled over, still with it in her mouth, she pointed to her mouth with her finger, humming softly, meaning you ejaculated in my mouth. I pointed to her breasts with my finger, meaning, "Eat it." She pointed to her breasts with her finger, humming a few more times, meaning, "Should I swallow it?" I told her firmly, "Swallow it." To my surprise, she actually swallowed it. I felt an immense sense of satisfaction, it was incredibly exciting. I got up, washed up, and sat on the sofa, contentedly smoking a cigarette. She leaned against me. Neither of us said a word, perhaps still savoring the pleasure of what had just happened. I, however, was immersed in the joy of my easy pickpocketing, yet also marveled at her openness and skill.
We didn't stay overnight; perhaps it was too fast, and everyone was still adjusting. Back in the dorm, I slept soundly.
The next day at work, everyone smiled knowingly when they met, and her face immediately flushed. Especially when chatting with many colleagues, we pretended to be serious, but we all knew what had happened the night before
. At the same time, I wondered how such a good thing had come about. Later I found out that she was having a fight with her husband, and my appearance just happened to ignite her passion, haha. There was another time worth mentioning. That day we were working overtime, and later it was just the two of us left. We said we hadn't finished our work, but that was just an excuse. We had just started being intimate when her husband came to pick her up from work and barged into the office. Everyone thought they had discovered us, but that wasn't the case. Our finance department has a counter, like a bank counter. We work inside, and there's a security door; people outside aren't allowed in. Her husband glanced at us from the doorway and urged her to go home. She stood by the desk pretending to organize documents. Where was I? Haha, you'd never guess. I was in the gap under the desk. At that time, I was spreading her legs and licking her vulva with my tongue. I could clearly feel her legs trembling, and her husband was standing right in the doorway. So much fluid flowed out, and I felt a thrill and excitement I'd never experienced before. She actually orgasmed! I used her black lace panties to wipe the fluid from her thighs, and she went home feeling blissful.
That night, I masturbated using my shorts, still wet with her fluids. Do you guys think I'm "perverted"? Actually, aren't we all the same? Haha. A crow can't laugh at a black pig!
After much "training," Da S became very cooperative. During sex, I would intentionally or unintentionally touch her anus, feeling her body tremble. No problem, anal stimulation went exceptionally smoothly. I bought all sorts of sexy lingerie, some revealing, some like uniforms, greatly satisfying my visual and physical desires. I bought sex toys, exploring both her front and back, a unique kind of stimulation and satisfaction. Even at work, during department meetings, I would use a wireless vibrator, watching her wriggle her hips, her flushed face, her tightly clenched legs, her coquettish gaze, and her wet panties afterward—it was fucking amazing. Sometimes, when I was tired, I would watch her masturbate. It was all the result of successful "training." Later, we slept together x times and played n times. Each time was exhilarating, indescribably wonderful. Physical orgasms became unimportant; "swallowing it, eating it" became a required course, the most exciting part, and our signature act.
A year later, we broke up. The reason, perhaps you all know, is that her husband found out. Her husband is extremely narrow-minded; he can bring his sister home to sleep, but he expects her to be virtuous. I'm too lazy to write more. That concludes Chapter One, which took an hour. I wonder what everyone thinks; please let the moderator judge if it violates any rules, and I will correct it. Please feel free to comment on the writing style, and I will also correct it. In short, being tired doesn't matter; sharing with everyone is the happiest thing. Chapter Two is about Barbie Hsu's sister; please wait for it. By the way, this isn't fiction. Don't forget, "A big forest has all kinds of birds; a big world has all kinds of people," and "anything is possible!"
[To be continued]
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