Talking with a female colleague

I sighed in the classroom, just as she heard me and came in.
"What's wrong?" she asked, looking at me.
"My wife and I had a fight yesterday."
"Why? You seem like such a nice guy, how could you fight with your wife?" she asked curiously.
"I've said before that I like the feeling of holding someone, right? But I haven't held my wife for over a year," I said sadly.
"Liar! Over a year! Why?" she pressed, moving her chair closer to me as if she'd heard an interesting story.
"Nothing much... my wife just doesn't like it," I said casually. "
..." She looked at me, unsure what to say.
"Besides... never mind, I'll just say it! I haven't had sex with my wife for over a year." It's easier to say it out loud.
"?!" She looked at me incredulously. A man married for eight years, and he hadn't had sex for over a year!
"Why? Is your wife having an affair..." she pressed curiously.
"No... she said it hurts, I don't know why." Although perhaps I already knew.
"You...did you just go in right away?" She thought for a moment, then blurted it out.
"..." I didn't expect her to ask again. "No way! I have half an hour of foreplay, but she seems to have a hard time reaching orgasm, right? At least I've never encountered that." Now it was her turn to be at a loss for words.
"Uh...can I hug you?" I said, steeling myself.
Actually, she was very pretty, but she was also married. She blushed, becoming even more adorable. If possible, I definitely wanted to have a good time with her.
"Yeah, sure~" she said, her face turning even redder.
I got up and pulled her up, and she lowered her head, her face still flushed. She was petite and cute, not very tall, but very well-proportioned, without any sense of awkwardness.
I slowly leaned over and hugged her. Her face was so red and hot, and as my face approached hers, I could feel her trembling. I thought she must be very nervous! This was probably the first time someone other than her husband had hugged her.
Hugging her felt so comfortable, so real, and I realized that her breasts weren't small either; they were probably covered by her clothes before! Her body smelled so good; I had only intended to hold her briefly, but now I couldn't bear to let go.
I gently kissed her earlobe, and her body trembled slightly, but she didn't push me away. I knew she had given her consent, so I lowered my head and kissed her neck. Her skin was so smooth and fragrant; I couldn't help but kiss it a few more times.
After that, I moved my head towards her face and found her eyes closed, her face flushed, as if she were enjoying it. It seemed I couldn't let her off without continuing, so I went straight for her lips.
At first, her mouth didn't open, so I gently pecked at her lips a few times to help her relax, then lightly licked her teeth with my tongue. Slowly, she opened her mouth and extended her tongue for a French kiss. And just like that, she seemed to have been holding back for a long time, and we started kissing.
At this point, my hands couldn't be idle either. My right hand stroked her hair, and my left hand moved down to touch her bottom. Then my right hand moved down and slipped inside her clothes from below her waist, first touching her breasts. They felt so big; I really couldn't tell.
I pushed her bra up again, covering her breast with my right hand, pinching her nipple between my index and middle fingers, feeling it gradually harden. My right hand pinched her nipple with varying pressure, making her body tremble more violently, and her breathing become rapid.
While French kissing her, I touched her breasts with one hand, and with the other, I pulled up her skirt and touched her underwear, discovering she was wearing a thong. No wonder I couldn't see any panty line from behind; this gave me an idea for how to have her.
Then I moved lower, touching her vulva, finding it already wet, and my penis proudly stood erect, pressing against her abdomen.
She pushed me away, "No, this isn't right..." she gasped.
The sensation of her breast on my right hand hadn't faded, and her love juice clung to the tips of my left fingers; my penis was drooling, wanting to find a place to rest. Looking at her flushed face, and knowing from the love juice on my hands that she was also aroused, how could I let this opportunity slip away!
"But right now I just want to hold you tight." I hugged her again, letting my penis press against her abdomen for some pleasure. "I won't go inside, I just want to hold you, okay?" I let her hear the rapid pounding of my heart, letting her know I wasn't lying.
Hearing my heartbeat, slowly, her body stopped trembling so much, and her breathing became more even. I noticed she wasn't pushing me away anymore, so I pulled her to a chair.
I sat down first, then she sat on my lap, so my mouth was right in front of her breasts. I unbuttoned her clothes, revealing her full breasts. Her bra, which I hadn't had time to put back on, was pushed up on both sides, so her breasts were now fully exposed to me. As soon as
she realized I had taken off her bra, she shyly closed her eyes and turned her head away, her face flushed—so cute, I wanted to bite her. I gently licked her nipples, sometimes lightly biting them, and with every movement I could hear her soft sighs.
She was now straddling my lap, her legs spread wide, her short skirt just covering them. This meant she wasn't as afraid as if she could see her genitals directly; not seeing them lessened the psychological unease.
She was wearing a thong, and when I had her straddle my lap, I deliberately left my penis slightly ajar. So, as she sat down, my penis, trying to rise, pressed against her wet vulva. I licked her nipples, and with a thrust of my abdomen, my penis bounced twice against her already wet vulva.
To enhance the sensation, I pulled her thong to the side, so her vulva directly touched the head of my penis. I held her waist and moved back and forth, scraping my penis against her vulva. With each movement, my glans slid in and out little by little, as if penetrating her.
Each time it scraped against her vulva, she let out a soft sigh. Because of these movements, her tender vulva began to drip with lustful fluid. My glans kept lightly tasting her plump vulva, making her feel itchy but not penetrating, leaving her vulva yearning for a certain fullness.
At this moment, I gently bit her nipple and asked her, "What should we do? I promised you I wouldn't go in." She turned her head away, biting her lip, seemingly enduring the pleasure and emptiness coming from below.
Slowly, because her vulva was already wet and lubricated, and my penis was as hard as it could get, during one back-and-forth movement, I accidentally slipped my glans into her vulva. She breathed a sigh of relief but dared not move. At this moment, my glans was completely inside her vulva, with only the penis remaining outside.
I moved my body back and raised my head to kiss her, but she had to lean back and lower her head to kiss me. As she leaned back, her body naturally moved forward, and with a "plop," she inserted my penis into her vulva herself.
When my penis was fully inserted into her tender vagina, she originally wanted to lower her head to kiss me, but instead she arched her body to enjoy the feeling of my penis entering her body. I wrapped my arms around her waist, while she held my head with both hands. She dared not move, afraid that if she moved, it would become that she was the one initiating sex with me.
I held her waist with one hand and stroked her head with the other, then pulled her head close and kissed her directly. As I kissed her, I shifted my hips, letting my penis briefly enter her tender vagina. She let out a soft "Ah!" and grabbed my head with both hands, pressing her breasts tightly against my face. I didn't hesitate to suck on her nipples forcefully, then began thrusting vigorously.
At that moment, it was just the two of us in the classroom. The only sounds were "tsk, tsk, tsk" and her soft "ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh" moans. Although I couldn't see my penis inside her, all I could feel was how tight her vagina was, unlike any other woman's wife. Her husband must have something wrong with her; otherwise, why would he leave such a beautiful and lovely wife?
As I thrust harder, I watched her flushed, closed-eye face, enjoying the sensation. This scene was also a pleasure for me. I don't know if she was afraid of being overheard or if she was just naturally quiet during sex, but it actually gave off a clandestine feeling that excited me.
Suddenly, her body arched up again, and her tender vagina began to tighten around my penis like a mouth. I knew she was about to climax, so I thrust into her even harder. My penis pressed against her clitoris again and again until she arched her body again from her orgasm.
While she was arching, I had to hold her with my hands to prevent her from falling. But because her body was arched, it actually allowed my penis to penetrate even deeper into her body.
Slowly, she regained her senses and discovered that there was still something hard pressing against her clitoris inside her. She was surprised, but then looked at me with hazy eyes, a look of lust that made me want to cherish her.
Lunch break was almost over, and I thought it was time to have some fun. So I hugged her waist tightly and started thrusting again. This time, her moans grew louder. I worried that someone might hear, but my penis thrust in hard again at the same time. She couldn't moan or not moan, so she angrily bit my earlobe.
At this point, my lower body was almost at its peak, but then this happened again. I realized my sperm was about to overflow, so I held her tightly and thrust even harder.
She noticed that each of my thrusts was fast and fierce, and knew I was about to ejaculate. "It's my fertile period today, you can't ejaculate inside!" she whispered anxiously.
At this moment, pleasure began to erupt in my glans. As soon as she realized this, she hurriedly tried to break free from my arms and get up, to let her tender vagina leave my penis. But when she got up, she accidentally fell back down, causing my penis to penetrate her even deeper.
At that moment, I couldn't hold back any longer and held her tightly, ejaculating all my semen inside her. Her vagina, due to the sudden impact, climaxed again… This climax was unexpected; her vagina completely received all my semen, some even spilling out.
Having ejaculated all my semen inside her, I figured pregnancy was inevitable, so I simply held her tightly, preventing her tender vagina from escaping my penis, letting all my semen flow into her uterus.
The climax was probably too intense; she arched her back, seemingly making a silent cry, and then fainted on top of me…

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