Drinking alcohol enhances sexual function

My university internship was a bit boring, and that's when my office manager came into my view! She was an ordinary middle-aged woman; I saw her arrive and leave work on time every day, but since we didn't communicate much, I didn't know her very well.
However, I soon realized that she wasn't like a typical housewife. In other words, she didn't have the habits of a typical housewife, like grocery shopping. Moreover, she often went to bars and nightclubs with us to have fun.
It was Friday night, and we were going to a karaoke bar again. Of course, it was the all-you-can-eat kind. We sang and drank as usual, but something seemed different—the manager was drinking too. Of course, we didn't ask any questions, because everyone was there to relieve stress and have fun. Soon, as usual, it was 11 pm, time to leave.
After paying the bill, I realized the manager was drunk. I naturally offered to take her home, since we lived in the suburbs and on the same street. After helping her into the car, I realized she wasn't really drunk; she was probably just not used to this kind of thing and didn't have much energy.
"Manager, I'll take you home now."
"Okay, thank you for your help. I'm so sorry."
I smiled. "It's nothing, I should be thanking you. If it weren't for you, I definitely would have taken the bus, and it wouldn't be this comfortable. Besides, it's on my way. If I went home alone, I might have been scared." "
Haha..."
She laughed and leaned on my shoulder. Although it was winter, I could feel her warmth, or rather, the warmth of her breasts. Her breasts were large, and now they were pressed against my arm. I realized then that she had a very good figure. In her thirties, although she was noticeably heavier than the average professional woman, it couldn't hide her fullness. This was something I hadn't noticed before.
And I also noticed that I was aroused, although it was hidden by my coat, it was already very tight. I couldn't do anything because we were still on the bus, and besides, what could I do?
She was probably really drunk, and she didn't say anything more. Soon, we arrived at her home, a place I often saw her coming from.
I planned to help her out, but she seemed to have no strength. As soon as we got out of the car, she collapsed into my arms, and before I could even pull my hand away, it landed squarely on her breasts. They were bigger than I'd imagined!
I couldn't resist grabbing one… so bouncy! I didn't dare think about what it would be like without a bra. So I let her lean against my shoulder and we went to the security office downstairs at her apartment building.
"Oh, it's Miss Wang!" the old security guard asked.
"Has she been drinking?"
"Yes, yes, a little too much. I'm her colleague. Where does she live?" I quickly asked, worried about potential trouble.
"She's on the 8th floor," the old guard said, then walked away without asking anything else.
I was puzzled. Why was she called "Miss"? Was she unmarried? I quickly helped her into the elevator, and to maintain my balance, my hand ended up between her waist and breasts. Naturally, my hand was always on her breasts; that's what I did. I knew that when you're drunk, you don't feel anything, and all I wanted to do was get back to my girlfriend. Besides, it had been 10 days since we'd had sex.
We finally arrived, and I helped her inside. The lights were on; it was a two-bedroom apartment, but the decor was quite nice. It seemed like no one else was home besides her. She seemed a little more awake then and walked to the floor by herself. I quickly said,
"Director, I have to go now."
"Ugh...ugh...ugh..."
Before she could respond, she made a vomiting motion. I grabbed her and dragged her towards the bathroom. It was too late. Her shirt and pants were soaked. She seemed to realize this and made a undressing motion, so I backed out. While I'm not exactly a saint, I'm not a despicable person either.
Then, the sound of running water came. Just as I was about to leave, "Hey hey hey hey..." There seemed to be something going on in the bathroom.
Because the door wasn't closed, I saw that the director's shirt was half off, covering her head, and her left hand was tied. She was completely soaked. Even worse, her large, white breasts were hanging on her snow-white bra, swaying from side to side as she struggled. I was already aroused.
After hesitating for a fraction of a second, I went over, put my arm around her waist, and forcefully pulled down her top. She leaned against my chest.
Her large, snow-white breasts were no more than a foot away from me. Hot water rushed down my face and neck to her chest, perhaps mixed with my saliva.
To be honest, my mind went blank. Perhaps it was the alcohol, or the beautiful sight before me,
but I could feel her warm body, her flushed face, and the smell of alcohol. We were both soaking wet. Just then, she looked up at me and smiled. Maybe it was time to do something. I couldn't resist anymore and wrapped my
arms around her waist. Although she had some extra flesh, her breasts were still very soft and smooth. It excited me. I slowly pressed my lips to hers, tracing her forehead. When I introduced my tongue, she readily sucked it in. Yes, it was time to do something.
I roughly ripped off her bra, and her breasts immediately bounced out. My tongue roamed in her mouth, my hands rubbing her at least 27D breasts without restraint. Perhaps it was the alcohol, or the stimulation, but I felt her body burning, her whole body red, especially her nipples, which I had already gripped hard.
"Ah...ah...oh,"
she was already aroused. I pulled her behind me, gently biting her ear, my hands roaming over her upper body.
I hadn't caressed such large breasts in a long time; my girlfriend was only a B, but she looked pretty good.
Now I realized I had such a special fondness for large breasts. I was very satisfied, roaming freely. She kept making "hum...hum..." sounds.
Through the bathroom mirror and the steam in the air, I saw the director's allure behind his black-rimmed glasses, and I also saw her wantonness.
I easily pulled down her pants, and of course, mine. Underneath her pants was a very conservative white panty.
But it was already soaked, clearly revealing dark pubic hair. Very thick pubic hair. I prefer women who are partially covered to those who are completely naked, because mystery has an unassailable power. Now, apart from the sound of running water, I can only hear her breathing and panting.
My underwear can no longer contain my restless penis. While playing with her large breasts with my hand, I reach my right hand into her underwear, exploring that mysterious area in the dark jungle.
Her buttocks sway with my movements, constantly rubbing against my penis, further fueling my lust.
Slowly, she raises her buttocks, rubbing my erect penis between her legs. I know the opportunity has come. I pull down her underwear, take out my deadly weapon, and thrust it into that wet, secret place without hesitation.
"Ah……………….!!"
A muffled sound comes from her throat, and of course, from her hands gripping the sink tightly, I know she is in pleasure. Seeing her biting her lips and closing her eyes in the mirror, I know I have begun to conquer her.
I began to thrust, and his body swayed rhythmically with my movements, his large breasts bouncing joyfully. I wanted to grab them, but I felt they were more beautiful this way.
I am selfless in sex, but this time I didn't want to. She still bit her lips tightly, still swayed, only her hands seemed to grip the ground even tighter.
I had to show her my power. I thrust faster and deeper. I wanted to fill her cunt with my cock. I didn't need to hold back, because my brother told me he was amazing. With my powerful thrusts, she finally broke down!
"Ah...ah...!!!"
"Ah...oh oh...!!!!"
She started moaning loudly, as if she wanted the whole world to stop! I went faster and faster, and finally, with the violent contraction of her vagina, I shot my seed of victory into her fertile soil.
She collapsed onto the sink, panting heavily. Her beautiful breasts, pressed against the marble slab, looked so alluring. I lay on top of her, feeling her rapid heartbeat.
"So good, I haven't felt this good in a long time,"
she said, her first words after I entered. But I knew she wasn't fully conscious. Because she immediately pushed me away from behind, and I saw my still-erect, dripping white semen tower being taken into her mouth. The feeling could be summed up in one word:
amazing! What could I do besides forcefully pressing her head down for pleasure ?
The former leader of the office was now beneath me.
I knew the semen I'd left in my urethra was already down her esophagus. She stood up and kissed me forcefully.
Now I finally understood why my girlfriend didn't like me ejaculating in her mouth—she disliked the taste, just like me. But I didn't push her away. Because I liked this feeling, a feeling that made me yield to everything.
I returned the favor with forceful sucking, my hands still unwilling to leave her breasts. I knew, tonight, it wasn't over yet…

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