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Her name is a bit old-fashioned, but she's quite beautiful. I asked her about herself; she's 18, just graduated from high school, and lives in a small village not far from here.

This article is dedicated to my past, though that past is long gone. In 2003, at the age of 27, I had been working in the technical department of a factory for seven years, eventually becoming its head
. The technical department wasn't large: three designers, one draftsman, and a materials room to store blueprints and materials. In the materials
room lived a 23-year-old unmarried woman whose boyfriend worked as a driver at the factory.
The technical department usually has relatively little work, except when developing new products, which keeps them busy for months. Those are the times when we feel manpower is insufficient, and we often
borrow staff from the process department to meet the needs.
That summer, we received a new product development assignment, and we were short-staffed again. At that time, a deputy factory director wanted to bring a distant relative to the technical
department, and I allowed him to bring her over for a look.
The first time I saw her, I was stunned. She was about 164 cm tall, 18 years old, with long, flowing hair. She had a fair face,
a pointed chin, a pert nose, and pink lips. But what attracted me most were her large, bright eyes, watery and seemingly capable of speech.
Wearing a white shirt, and looking at the size of her chest, I quickly guessed her size: D cup!
"Section Chief Yang, I've brought her over."
Then he introduced her to us, "Xiao Yu, this is Section Chief Yang from the technical department. Section Chief Yang, this is Yu Xihua, see what kind of work you can assign her."
"How about this, I'm too busy in the materials room, let her go there. She can come here to learn drawing in her spare time. She's busy right now, so let her
help out for a bit."
"Okay! We'll do it your way. You go ahead and do your work, I'll head back now."
After seeing the deputy factory director off, I returned to my desk and said to Xiao Yu, who was slightly bowing her head in shyness, "Xiao Yu, come here! Let me introduce you to
the other colleagues."
I lowered my head and looked up at Hua'er's face, which was covered in tears. These tears pained my heart. I hugged her head, and Hua'er nestled in my arms...
After introducing the colleagues, arranging her office supplies, and giving her some instructions, I returned to my office. From then on, I had another female
colleague : Hua'er.
Hua'er was very diligent, arriving very early every day. Every day when I arrived... At that moment, she had finished cleaning our assigned area and was waiting for me, her boss, to clean it
before she could go and love someone else! I slowly parted Hua'er's chest, a feeling I couldn't describe welling up inside me.
In the room... At first, I felt a little ashamed, feeling guilty for having a young girl clean the room. But as time went on, that
guilt faded as we became more familiar. Initially, I treated her like a little sister, sometimes teasing her, sometimes joking around, sometimes teasing her daily.
My teasing only made the shy Hua'er scold me more. We started talking about everything, but mostly she asked about my home. I told her about my marriage and my own
desires for caressing and oral sex.
I also told her about many things, including my relationship with my wife.
At that moment, Hua'er created a small opportunity for us to make a small breakthrough. The little girl wasn't paying attention to her clothes;
under her thin white gauze top, I could vaguely see her pale pink nipples. Maybe her bra was also thin, so it was showing. I looked around to make sure no one was there,
walked over to her, and pointed to her chest with my chin. I whispered, "Hey, hey, it's showing, I saw it, hehe..."
Hua'er looked down, her face turned bright red, and she said... Shouting "Thug!" and clutching her chest, she fled in panic.
The next morning in my office, I saw Hua'er had changed her clothes. I walked over to her and whispered, "Did you change today? Let me see."
Hua'er slapped me: "Thug!" Then she added, "Thank you! It's a good thing you told me, otherwise I wouldn't have known. How embarrassing!"
From then on, I felt our relationship had become more ambiguous, just one step away from taking the final step.
One morning in late summer, I passed through the materials room and saw Hua'er and the materials clerk sketching. Hua'er was wearing a white dress,
half-lying on the drawing board, her breasts... Gravity made them appear even larger, and their buttocks were also sticking out from their posture. A surge of heat welled up inside me,
and I followed my footsteps. Seeing me enter, they each greeted me briefly before continuing their work, heads bowed. I walked over to Hua'er, watching her carefully
sketching . I bent down, placing my arm on the edge of the board, my eyes fixed on Hua'er's large breasts. In that instant, a wicked thought
involuntarily surfaced in my mind. I reached out and touched Hua'er's breasts, then began to knead them.
During the midday lunch break, instead of resting at home, I returned to the factory early. Hua'er, because of her absence... My home is far away, and I don't go home at noon, so I'm in the materials room.
Hua'er straightened up, her beautiful eyes sweeping over me, and said in a reproachful voice, "What are you doing?! Get up!
Can't you see I'm busy?" I quickly moved away from the drawing board, creating some distance between us, and glanced at the materials clerk out of the corner of my eye.
Thank goodness! She was still engrossed in her drawing, completely oblivious to our actions.
Hua'er glanced at me again, didn't say anything, and continued drawing lines without saying a word.
Judging from her previous attitude, I knew that Hua'er didn't reject my caresses. I leaned back onto the drawing board again and reached out to touch her breasts. Hua'er
probably also... Afraid the materials clerk next to me would see, I leaned even lower, pressing my entire chest against the drawing board. This way, the clerk couldn't see what I was doing, and
my body also blocked the view from the doorway.
I slowly kneaded Hua'er's breasts, feeling their softness. Hua'er's face slowly turned red, and her eyes, which glanced at me, became even more moist, as if they could drip
water . I couldn't help but increase the pressure of my kneading. Hua'er frowned slightly, bit her lower lip, and said softly, "Get up! Don't get in the way."
I straightened up: "Hmm! Not bad! You've improved a lot lately. Come to my office, I'll give you a book..." "Bring it back and let me see."
Hua'er glanced at me but didn't say a word. I turned around and went to my office.
Sitting down, I finally felt my heart pounding, so fast and rapid, like the thunderous hooves of a thousand galloping horses. My chest felt like it was crawling with a litter
of mice, a hundred claws scratching at my heart.
After about two minutes, Hua'er walked into my office, her face still flushed. She walked to my side, pouted her pink lips, and slapped my
arm : "You're so disgusting!"
I pulled Hua'er close, buried my face in her chest, and nuzzled her hard: "Who told you to be so beautiful? I dream about you all the time!"
"You rascal! You're lustful and you blame others."
"Really! I think about you every day, I can't stop!"
"But you're already married." Hua'er's words made me feel shy. Yes, I was already married, and my baby was about to be born. I had no right to...
Hua'er saw my helpless look and reached out to pull me into her arms again: "You bad boy! I never thought I could fall in love with someone so much older than me..." At that
time, my wife was pregnant and we couldn't have sex. Over time, my eyes were filled with lustful greed. I looked at the women around me with tainted eyes.
Everything was changing unconsciously, and my own mentality was also changing. With the teasing, our gazes towards each other gradually... It gradually became ambiguous,
so many men! I think about you every day, but I don't want to break up your family. I don't want to be a third party! "Hua'er said, gently stroking my hair: "
Everyone knows.
I don't know what to do?! I know I shouldn't be like this, but I can't stop myself from thinking about you." I pulled Hua'er away, stood up and kissed away the tears on her face.
"Hehe... hurry up and finish your work, I didn't bother you, let me see how your practice is going."
Hua'er: "Okay, don't overthink it, I know you have me in your heart, what do I have to do with you? Forgive me! I'll be more careful with you!" Hua'er obediently washed her face, and I handed her a book: "Let's go back first, let's both think about it."
I don't know what other men's mentality is when they encounter my situation. Now, looking back, although I loved her, lust took up a larger proportion.
Sometimes I only wanted to have her body, but rarely did I think about her future. I was simply scheming to deceive a naive young girl, driven not only by novelty
but also by a desire to tame her.
After we made things clear, Hua'er started frequenting my office. I worried about the negative impact, but I couldn't suppress my desires.
Each time, I would touch her until her eyes were watering and her face flushed, then she would mutter "you scoundrel!" and rush away.
At that time, I was deeply conflicted. On one hand, there was my dull and tedious family life; on the other, a beautiful young girl. I couldn't bear to let go of either, and I was constantly
hurting both. This inner conflict often kept me awake at night. My relationship with Hua'er remained like this for a year, without progressing further.
Seeing this place of desire, I quickly pulled down my pants, grasped my erect penis, and rubbed the glans back and forth at the entrance of the hole (again, aiming at the hole).
That year, it seemed like I had gotten used to it; I would often stroll into the materials room to chat with Hua'er, and I would miss her terribly if I couldn't see her for a while. Hua'er also
told me that she had the same problem.
The following spring, my wife gave birth to a son, but because it was a C-section, the wound would take a long time to heal, and I had no choice but to continue enduring this hardship
. After about ten minutes, I couldn't help but ejaculate. I had
n't had sex for almost a year. My nose was burning with desire. I couldn't suppress my desire to deepen my relationship with Hua'er, no longer knowing what was going on.
During our daily chats, I told Hua'er that I had been holding back for a year, and it was unbearable. She asked me what to do, and looking into her innocent eyes,
I couldn't bring myself to say anything more. I told her that I could only satisfy myself through masturbation. She asked me for help, but I refused because I was afraid of hurting her.
In the blink of an eye, it was early summer, and Hua'er was wearing a dress again. Her beautiful figure swayed in front of me, making my desire even more unbearable. Finally, one day
(June 22nd) at noon, I made the most regrettable decision of my life so far.
I rested. I went to the materials room and found both of them asleep, slumped over their desks. I tiptoed to Hua'er's side, gently shook her awake,
shook my head at my office, and quietly walked back to my office. About five minutes later, Hua'er came to my room.
I hugged Hua'er, kissing her as I reached under her skirt, caressing her genitals through her panties. My fingers parted the panties,
touching the paradise I had longed for.
Her small hands were a little pale and cold. I didn't know what to say, not tender words... I dared not speak, for my wife was right beside me. I simply watched Hua'er silently.
Her pubic hair was abundant, with quite a bit on both sides of her labia. My fingers probed the entrance, and I could already feel a considerable amount of vaginal fluid flowing out. I touched it,
then bent down and pulled down her panties. Hua'er obediently lifted her legs, and the panties were peeled off her body.
I picked Hua'er up and placed her on my desk, spreading her legs to reveal her virginity, hidden for nineteen years. Her tightly closed labia
were a slightly darker shade, and clear vaginal fluid flowed from the central cleft, running down to her buttocks and still twitching slightly.
I slowly inserted my penis.
"Ah...! It hurts...!
People can't help but think about bed, it's so unbearable to hold it in. Especially when I see Hua'er, those filthy thoughts are even more uncontrollable.
After letting out a cry, Hua'er bit her lower lip tightly, and the next sound she made was crying. Her hands gripped
the hem of her skirt tightly, her body trembled slightly, and her vaginal opening kept clenching and contracting. "Hua'er, relax, it'll be over soon." I rubbed against her again and
thrust into her vaginal opening. Hua'er's buttocks involuntarily pulled back because of the pain, but her legs were held tightly by one of my arms, preventing
my penis from falling out. Hua'er unfolded Looking at me, I saw tears welling up in her eyes, and a slight pang of pain shot through my heart.
I paused, took a deep breath, and slowly began to thrust in and out. Her moans echoed softly in my office.
I took out some toilet paper, folded it, and placed it under her vaginal opening. I slowly withdrew my now-softened penis, and soon, a mixture of red and white fluid flowed from her
vulva . She took the toilet paper from the opening, sat up, and slowly wiped herself, her head bowed. After wiping myself with toilet paper, I pulled up
my pants, folded another stack of paper, and placed it between her legs.
She finally cried out. I couldn't help but curse myself for being a beast, and a wave of heartache washed over me.
(After that, news of my and Hua'er's work spread throughout the entire factory. It started when the materials clerk woke up and, not seeing Hua'er, went out to look for her
. She saw him through a gap in the curtains that weren't fully drawn. She told her male accomplice, who quickly spread the word to the workshop, and soon our work was known to everyone.
Even more unfortunately, this time, Hua'er became pregnant. [The text abruptly shifts to a seemingly unrelated anecdote about Hua'er's pregnancy and her subsequent involvement in a scandal.] I went to see her. I don't know what they talked about, but in the end, my wife took Hua'er to the hospital.
At noon, I arrived at Hua'er's ward. My wife was sitting to one side with a dark face. I walked to Hua'er's bedside, looking at her haggard face, my heart filled with resentment, a
resentment that was pure self-loathing. Hua'er's face was full of loneliness, yet she was still endearing. I put down the tonic I was holding, took her hand from under the large sheet, and held it in mine.
I still remember her beautiful face at that moment clearly.
(After that, I submitted my resignation and left the factory. For several days afterward, I was restless because I couldn't see Hua'er. In
moments of intense longing, I would secretly stand at the crossroads of her usual route and watch her from afar, watching her ride home alone. I didn't dare go to her; I
could only watch her from a distance, watching her, all alone, all alone…)

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