Zi Yun's Desire

I've been working in Wuhan for a full 10 years now, gradually rising from a junior employee to a project manager, overseeing most of the company's investment projects. Naturally, this has led me to know many suppliers. Ziyun is one of them. She's the sales manager for the Central China region, only in her early twenties. Because she's constantly traveling, she broke up with her boyfriend two years ago and hasn't had time to date since, living alone ever since.

I remember when we first met two years ago, her white business suit immediately caught my eye. Although her skin was a bit dark, her features were extremely beautiful—an oval face with light makeup, giving her a classic Chinese beauty. At that time, she was new to the business world and still a little inexperienced, appearing somewhat shy during our initial business conversation.

Before she left, I politely shook her hand, noting how soft and smooth her skin seemed.

It was a Monday in early autumn. The project had finally ended, and I was leisurely preparing tomorrow's report in my office when someone came to see me. It was Ziyun. She was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, her hair in a bun—a very professional look. Two years of hard work had given her a mature and confident air, giving her the air of a powerful businesswoman.

"Mr. Han, you must be very busy! It's rare to see you," Ziyun greeted me familiarly as soon as she entered.

"Hehe, I'm so sorry, I've been too busy lately! Please, please have a seat!" I quickly welcomed her into my office and poured her some tea. After chatting for a while, she explained her purpose. It turned out that the project her company was responsible for had ended, and the payment had been received smoothly. She wanted to invite us to dinner to express her gratitude. She had invited us many times before, but I had always declined. Now that the project was finished, she readily agreed, made reservations, and invited her colleagues from the project team.

It was not yet 8 pm after dinner. The atmosphere was harmonious, and everyone was chatting happily. I kept feeling that the way she looked at me was strange, almost flirtatious, but maybe it was just a misunderstanding, so I didn't think much of it.

Then, Ziyun suggested going to karaoke, but some colleagues who lived too far away and had to work the next day politely declined.

As we were leaving, she kept joking about how busy we were, not even going out for fun. She casually put her hand on my shoulder, then quickly withdrew it, as if it were just a casual touch. But I felt uneasy. Was it an implication? Or just a casual habit?

I'm almost 35 now. To be honest, my marriage of several years has been very peaceful. My wife and I have a good relationship, and I've never cheated on her. It's just that life has been too mundane. As soon as the project ended, I started to yearn for something more unusual. A one-night stand was something I'd been longing for lately, and since my wife was away on a business trip today, maybe this was an opportunity.

After returning home, I kept thinking about what had just happened, and finally, I gritted my teeth and called Ziyun. I started by pretending that my cousin was buying a house in her area and asked about the property prices. After chatting for a while, I asked her if she wanted to go to karaoke. I offered to treat her and also to get more detailed information. To my surprise, she readily agreed.

So I went out, hailed a taxi, and picked her up. We went to a proper karaoke place and found a small corner room. The rooms here all had glass doors, and corner rooms were less crowded, so I didn't want to be seen. We bought some beer and snacks from the karaoke's convenience store and started singing.

My singing is no joke; it's quite good, and I'm also quite trendy. I can sing many of the latest pop songs, which surprised her. Not to be outdone, she also started ordering songs. We drank and sang, and time passed quickly. Since we had also drunk alcohol at dinner, we were both a little tipsy and tired soon after. She then ordered some love songs for us to sing as duets to relax.

As the love song began, I, who had been relatively well-behaved until now, suddenly grabbed her small hand. My palms were sweating nervously. She didn't struggle and let me hold it, naturally taking the microphone and singing while looking at me tenderly. My heart started racing, and I stared into her eyes, not wanting to look away.

Finally, I couldn't resist anymore, pulling her into my arms, embracing her, and lowering my head to kiss her lips. I was initially very nervous, afraid of being rejected or scolded, but unexpectedly, she wrapped her arms around my neck, raised her head, and offered her fragrant tongue. I quickly extended my tongue and intertwined with hers, kissing passionately, dropping the microphone and holding her tightly, completely disregarding the possibility of people outside seeing us through the windows. We kissed

until we were both breathless before gradually separating. Judging from our expressions, we both seemed a little embarrassed, quickly making an excuse to drink and start singing again. Just then, the singing in the room across the street finished, and a large group of people came out. I absentmindedly sang along with her, my hands restless, gently kneading her waist. Her waist was very slender, and it felt very comfortable to knead.

After the group left and I felt there were no more footsteps, I pulled Ziyun close again and kissed her greedily. My hand, which had been on her waist, moved down to her buttocks, and I squeezed and kneaded her small, not-so-large buttocks. My other hand caressed her breasts. She didn't pull away; instead, she thrust her chest out so my hand could grasp it completely. Through her clothes, I could feel that her breasts weren't very large, and her bra felt a bit empty. I felt like I couldn't get a firm grip. I got anxious and listened carefully to make sure no one was around. I quickly unbuttoned the top button of her shirt and slipped my hand inside. It was easy to reach into her bra, and I grabbed and kneaded her small breasts. Her breasts weren't large, but her skin was very delicate, and the feeling of holding them in my hand was quite wonderful. After a few moments of kneading, I grasped her cherry-like nipple with two fingers, rubbing and pressing it. She hummed softly, "Ah~~~ Ah~~~," her eyes slightly closed, kissing me passionately. My groin throbbed, my erection creating a high tent in my pants.

I checked the outside again; no one was around. I pulled away from her mouth and carefully kissed my way down her neck. She lifted her head, seemingly enjoying it. I kissed her neck for a while, then unbuttoned her collar, parted her shirt, and cupped her small, delicate breast, exposing her pink, erect nipple to me. I took it in and began to suckle. She trembled, let out a comfortable moan, and pulled my head close, pressing me against her breast.

I sat down on the sofa, positioning her with her back to the door. She straddled me, wrapping her arms around my neck, her lower body pressing against my hard, hot penis, swaying gently as if making love. This excited me immensely, and my penis throbbed violently. I pulled my shirt open further and pushed her bra up, exposing both breasts to me. I excitedly took turns sucking on each breast, kneading the other with my hand. She moaned softly, "So good~~~ You're licking so good~~~ Ah~~~ Ah~~~ Mmm~~~"

While sucking and kneading her breasts, I reached down and roughly touched her genitals through her pants. I could feel a slight dampness, but it wasn't enough. I moved my hand to her waist, trying to unbutton and unzip her pants. She didn't stop me; instead, she tightened her stomach, making it easier for me to unzip them. As soon as I unzipped my pants, I couldn't wait to pull down the zipper and separate them. Underneath, she was wearing a white, lace-triangle panty. Without hesitation, I pulled the panty aside and reached inside. First, I touched the pubic hair above her vulva. Her pubic hair was so soft. I couldn't help but run my fingers through the pubic hair a few times, wrapping each hair around my finger and then releasing it. Then, I scooped my whole hand down and covered her entire vulva. It was already soaking wet, and her panty was wet too. Her vulva felt quite clean to the touch, with only a few sparse hairs. Her labia majora were quite large, lying on either side of her vagina. The cleft between them was wet, and I could hear a faint sound of water when I touched it with my fingers.

In public, I didn't dare to be too provocative. I simply probed her overflowing vulva with my middle finger, stroking it back and forth. Her whole body tensed up, and she held my head tightly, pressing me against her breasts. She was making muffled sobs, and I could sense she was about to climax. So I moved my finger forward and touched her small, rice-grain-sized nipple, pressing down hard and starting to tremble my finger. She became excited and tilted her head back, crying out to the music that had just started playing again, "Husband~~~ Ah~~~~ I want~~~ Ah~~~~ So good~~ So exciting!"

Her voice was quite loud, which startled me. I quickly looked at the door, and my hand involuntarily stopped. Only when I saw that no one was at the window did I relax. She moved her hips violently, rubbing her lower body against my hand. Following her movements, I suddenly inserted my middle finger into her vagina. It was immediately gripped by the thirsty vaginal walls, writhing intensely on my finger. I didn't thrust, but simply stirred my finger around inside her vagina, stirring up streams of warm, lustful fluid that flowed from the opening, onto my hand, and down her thighs. Finally, she clung to me tightly, her lower body stopped moving, her vagina contracted strongly, and she covered her mouth with one hand, trembling violently. Taking advantage of this, I grabbed one of her breasts and sucked it into my mouth, almost sucking the entire breast in. I vigorously stirred my finger inside her vagina, finally bringing her to orgasm with my finger.

I'm still a bit timid. I could accept touching her while she was clothed, but I couldn't bring myself to penetrate her with my pants down. Despite my painfully throbbing penis, I restrained myself. After bringing her to orgasm with my finger, I gently buttoned up her clothes and held her close.

Ziyun nestled against me like a little bird, holding me tightly. Seeing it was late, and as my arousal subsided, I asked her, "It's too late, let's go home! I'll take a taxi to get you back."

She looked up and chuckled, then nodded, her eyes filled with desire and heat.

We paid the bill and hailed a taxi to her hotel. The whole way, she leaned on my shoulder, her head still tucked in, without saying a word. My mind kept racing. Her longing look when I said I was leaving had given me enough of a hint. I knew she wouldn't object if I asked to go to her room that night, but I, being the honest person I am, couldn't let go. We'd been married for over ten years, and I'd never spent the night outside with another woman. It was almost 1 a.m., and it was impossible to go to her place and have some fun before going home—that would be too late.

Finally, the taxi arrived. I made up my mind, turned to her, and softly said goodnight, seeing the disappointment in her eyes.

Ziyun reluctantly got out of the car alone, holding my hand as she did so. I didn't move, and she smiled gently, said goodnight, and closed the car door. She watched the car drive away before entering the hotel.

I took a deep breath and looked out the window, lost in thought. Just before I got home, Ziyun sent me a text: "I thought you'd walk me to my room?!"

I could read the resentment in her voice, but I couldn't resist and insisted on going home. I replied with a text: "Hehe, sorry, it's really late today! I'll treat you to dinner tomorrow as an apology, okay?"

"Okay, but it's my treat! You arrange the place!"

I couldn't sleep all night, constantly replaying the experience in my mind. That passion and excitement was something I'd longed for for years! I was starting to look forward to our date the next day.

The next day was busy all day. Since she wasn't familiar with the city, I picked her up as usual, while she wanted to get a good night's sleep. After all, the mission was accomplished, and she could rest.

As soon as I got off work, I quickly called her, then went out and hailed a taxi to pick her up from her hotel.

When I arrived, she was already waiting downstairs, dressed in a black short dress that accentuated her beautiful figure and gave

her an air of sophistication. We went together to a café in the city center. The café had a lovely ambiance and modern decor, which I always liked. Ziyun walked beside me, gently linking her arm with mine, which greatly pleased me. I felt quite smug as I watched the passersby occasionally glancing at us.

We quickly entered the café and went up to the second floor. I wanted to find a quiet spot by the window where I could enjoy the view. But before I could even speak, Ziyun quietly asked the waiter if they had any private rooms. My heart skipped a beat, my face flushed slightly, and I felt a surge of anticipation.

Entering the private room, I found it quite tastefully decorated and, importantly, very clean. The small room, with four walls, had no windows, and the red door was covered with thick foam, seemingly for sound absorption. We sat down contentedly and quickly ordered our food. While waiting for the food, she leaned against me, holding my hand, pressing her breasts tightly against my arm as she spoke.

I then learned that her boss needed her to rush back the next day to discuss a project, and had booked her a late-night flight at 11 PM. She had to pack and catch her flight after dinner. I felt quite disappointed and dejected; I had thought tonight we could… To be honest, I ate somewhat absentmindedly, not finding the food particularly delicious, only mechanically taking a few bites before losing my appetite. She, on the other hand, seemed quite happy, constantly looking at me, smiling, and talking.

After dinner, Ziyun said she would stay a while longer, so she ordered two cups of the local famous coffee and asked the waiter to clean the room.

As soon as the waiter brought the coffee and closed the door, Ziyun suddenly hugged me, looked up, and kissed my lips, extending her fragrant tongue. I froze for a few seconds, then responded passionately, my tongue entwining with hers. One hand encircled her slender waist, the other rested on her smooth thigh. I was thrilled, caressing her thigh repeatedly.

"Go lock the door!" she said, her eyes filled with seductive allure as she pulled away from my lips. I quickly got up to lock the door and checked it to make sure everything was alright before turning to go back. But

as soon as I turned, I froze. Ziyun had already stood up, her skirt pulled up and she was gently pulling it down, soon revealing a black lace bra. The bra was a little loose, vaguely showing her small breasts and cherry-like nipples. Then she reached behind her back and skillfully unhooked the bra, holding it in front of her chest, using her hands to cover her small, full breasts. Her skin was much whiter than her face, gleaming brightly under the light. I couldn't help but swallow, my eyes fixed on her.

Ziyun chuckled softly, gesturing for me to come forward. I rushed to her, carefully removing her hands. Her small breasts, like tiny bowls, lay upside down on her chest, the pink nipples already erect like cherries. I lovingly lowered my head, extending my tongue to gently lick the areolas around her nipples, circling them. With each circle, I slowly licked and rolled over her nipples from bottom to top, pressing them deeply into the flesh. Then I reached out and grasped her other breast, pressing and kneading the nipple with my palm.

Ziyun trembled slightly, clearly enjoying my licking and caressing, holding my head tightly. "Ah~~~ So good~~~ Ah~~~~ Don't suck~~~~ Ah~~~."

After licking for a while, I took one nipple into my mouth and began to suckle, sometimes lightly skimming the surface, sometimes sucking the entire nipple in, constantly switching between the two breasts. My other hand greedily caressed her thigh. Her skin was cool, incredibly smooth, and felt wonderfully comfortable. I lingered on her thigh for several minutes before moving my hand to the softer inner thigh. The moment I touched it, I couldn't help but groan, and she trembled. I continued caressing her

soft inner thigh for a long time before gradually moving upwards. I felt her suddenly hold her breath, as if anticipating my hand. Finally, I touched the warm mound between her legs. Her panties were already soaked. I used my fingers to probe along her vulva, and more and more fluid flowed out, wetting my fingers.

I gently pushed her down onto the sofa. She leaned back, her chest arching. I played with her small breast with one hand, while sucking on the other nipple. My hand, positioned between her legs, lifted one of her thighs high onto the sofa armrest. Her skirt was already pulled up, the entire dress gathered at her waist, exposing her delicate breasts and beautiful genitals. Through her already damp panties, I could clearly see her dark red labia majora and her incredibly alluring vulva, with a few stray pubic hairs peeking out from the edge.

I increased the suction, covering her vulva with my entire hand. I gently probed along the slit with my middle finger for a moment, then pulled aside one side of her panties. My trembling hand covered the tender flesh of her vulva, first grasping one labia majora and gently rubbing it. While rubbing, I inserted my finger into the vaginal opening, collecting a drop of her vaginal fluid before withdrawing it. I repeated this action, until she couldn't take it anymore: "Husband~~~ Ah~~~ So good~~~~ You're so amazing~~~ Ah~~~ Oh~~~"

After playing for a while, I felt her vaginal fluid continuously flowing from her opening, running down her thighs and onto her skirt. I quickly grabbed a stack of tissues and placed them under her, looking up at her with a smile, "So much fluid!"

"You're so annoying!~~ Ah~~~" "Zi Yun playfully slapped me, then screamed as if her whole body was convulsing. I took the opportunity to lift her other leg high onto the sofa, burying myself between her thighs, and slowly licking her pubic bone with my tongue. I held her thigh with one hand, kneading the inside, and with the other hand, I pinched and gently lifted her labia majora, making a squelching sound as I lowered them. Although her vulva was a bit dark, it was very clean, which excited me immensely. My already swollen penis was pressing uncomfortably against my pants. As I licked, I reached down and unbuckled my belt, pulling down my pants and releasing my iron-like penis. The veins on my penis were bulging, and a little bit of clear fluid was secreting from the urethral opening. I pressed my hands against her thighs and licked them even more excitedly."

"Oh my god! It's so itchy! So comfortable! My good husband! Ahhh!" she cried out excitedly, grabbing her breasts with both hands and kneading them, flicking her erect nipples with her fingers. Her buttocks bounced up and down, her vulva opening and closing like a baby's mouth, releasing clear "milk."

I licked every inch of her pubic bone before taking one of her labia majora into my mouth and swirling it around with my tongue. By this time, her vulva was wide open with excitement, revealing a pink vaginal opening, and I could even see the pink folds inside. Her perineum was long, and the folds around her anus were neatly arranged. Her anus was also full of vaginal fluid, glistening and extremely tempting. After I had taken enough of both labia majora, I extended my long tongue and pressed it directly against her perineum, swirling it around as I did so.

"Ah~~~" Her vagina and anus contracted violently at the same time. The sudden excitement made her face flush red. She had been breathing deeply to suppress herself from screaming, but the stimulation was too intense now, and she couldn't help but scream. Then she covered her mouth tightly with her hands. She tried to squeeze her legs together, but I held them firmly with my hands. This force made her vulva rise high, her vagina opening wide as if welcoming my entry. The clitoris above the opening protruded, gleaming with an alluring lustful light, making my heart pound.

I used my nose to push her labia majora to the sides, and my tongue began to slide up her perineum, past the opening, all the way to her clitoris. I gently pressed down and released, then returned to her perineum, repeating the same action. Her sweet, clear vaginal fluid flowed into my mouth with my tongue, sweet and refreshing. I licked it, greedily savoring the taste of her wonderful fluid, my excited penis throbbing continuously.

I licked her like that for over ten minutes. Every time she excitedly lifted her hips and kicked her legs, I held her down firmly, simultaneously sucking hard on her clitoris with my mouth, then moving down to probe her vaginal walls with my tongue. This forced opening of her vagina excited me immensely, giving me a strange sense of rape. Her vagina was constantly gurgling with fluid, quickly soaking the thick stack of toilet paper I had used, forcing me to replace it.

Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer. I stopped licking, straightened up, and looked at her. Her face was flushed, and her large eyes shone brightly with anticipation. My heart skipped a beat. I placed my hands on the back of her legs, spreading them wide apart. Her glistening vulva was wide open, revealing a pink and alluring cunt. I thrust my large penis forward, the head of my penis pressing directly against her entrance. With each excited throbbing, the head of my penis was gradually coated with her juices. I slowly pushed it in, holding it against her opening. We both held our breath until my entire penis was inside. I immediately felt a warm embrace enveloping my penis, the feeling of fullness arousing her again. Her vagina convulsed intensely, as if countless tiny mouths were sucking on my penis. The head of my penis was directly against her cervix, feeling like it was being held inside her. I felt incredibly good; what a wonderful cunt! The suction made me groan.

She cried out excitedly again, "Ah~~~ Husband~~~ So big~~ So full~~~ Ah~~~ So good~~~~ I want it!!" At the same time, she thrust her lower body vigorously, enjoying the fullness of my large penis.

I slowly pulled my large penis out, watching it pull her labia apart and bring out gushing fluids, then slowly thrust it in deeply again. Each thrust made her hold her breath, then scream loudly, constantly covering her mouth to keep herself from being too loud. After dozens of slow thrusts, I began to increase the speed of my thrusts. The slapping sounds of our bodies colliding echoed in the room. My large penis moved in and out of her juicy cunt, savoring the massage of her vaginal walls.

I became increasingly excited, leaning over her and biting down on one of her nipples, sucking hard. Her legs were naturally spread apart from the defilement, so I didn't need to exert any more force. I freed one hand to grab her other breast, kneading it and flicking the nipple with my fingers, while my lower body began to thrust powerfully, faster and harder. Finally, after hundreds of thrusts, her body arched upwards sharply, tightly embracing my head. A spasm ran through her lower body, and her vagina began to contract intensely, wave after wave, gripping my penis and sending shivers of pleasure through me. An electric shock-like sensation stimulated my nerves, giving me the urge to ejaculate. I lifted my head, reached out and grabbed her thighs, thrusting powerfully dozens of times. Suddenly, both of us paused, my penis throbbing excitedly inside her, and a gush of hot semen spurted out, spraying onto her vulva, causing her to tremble violently, her skin flushed an alluring pink.

Since my wife gave birth, our sex life had decreased significantly, and the few times we did have sex, it was always with a condom, which had always been frustrating. Now, however, I had achieved long-awaited unprotected ejaculation inside this beautiful white-collar woman beneath me, which thrilled me immensely. My penis continued to throb inside her, refusing to soften. We held each other tightly for several minutes before I got up and pulled out my limp penis, watching my white semen flow from her vagina.

Time was running out, and worried she'd miss her flight, I quickly got up and started getting ready. Ziyun was still lying lazily on the sofa, completely exhausted and unwilling to move, just quietly watching me, the heat in her eyes still burning.

"Hurry up and get dressed! It'll be too late and you'll miss your flight!" I took out some tissues from my bag and handed them to her, throwing the two stacks of already soaked tissues into the trash can. I wiped my penis with the tissues and then pulled up my pants.

"If I miss it, I miss it. I'm too weak to move!" she said coquettishly, wiping the remaining fluid from her genitals.

I smiled, gently leaned down, cupped her face, lightly kissed her lips, and pulled her into my arms.

She reached out and unbuttoned my shirt one button at a time. I didn't stop her. Then she lifted my shirt, revealing my chest, and gently ran her hand along it. She then hugged me tightly, pressing her still-exposed breasts against my chest. Those two firm nipples tickled me, almost to my core, and my already limp lower body seemed to stir again.

Ziyun suddenly pushed me onto the sofa, then jumped up and straddled me. She didn't look like someone exhausted at all; she was like a little tiger in heat! Her eyes were fixed on me, unblinking, her breathing becoming rapid. Then she reached for my waist and began unbuckling my belt, which I hadn't fully fastened. I stared back at her, then lowered my head to watch her unbuckle my belt, pulling my pants and underwear down together. I lifted my hips and let her pull them down, exposing my still limp penis.

Stimulated by her actions, my desire gradually awakened; my penis, which had just ejaculated, was now slightly swollen, though still limp to the side. Ziyun used her feet to help, quickly kicking my pants down to my feet, leaving me almost completely naked, intimately in contact with her smooth skin.

Ziyun looked at my limp penis, smiled, and gently stroked it, then placed her hands on my testicles and penis, rubbing them lightly. Her movements were gentle, gradually arousing me. Then she reached out and pressed her hand on one of my nipples, occasionally drawing circles on my areola. She lowered her head and gently took my other nipple into her mouth, licking it with her tongue. I closed my eyes, enjoying her caresses. My lower body gradually regained sensation and slowly grew harder.

When she removed her hand from my genitals, I felt a little disappointed, but she quickly guided my penis onto her and mounted me. My entire penis immediately pressed against her warm, moist vulva, making me groan comfortably.

Then, she swayed her hips, rubbing her vulva against my still-soft penis. I also placed my hands on her buttocks, helping her sway forward, while also grabbing and kneading her buttocks.

Soon, my penis swelled again under the stimulation of her vulva, the frenulum of my glans rubbing against her protruding clitoris. She excitedly shook herself vigorously, "Ah~~~ So good~~~ I want more!~~~ Husband, give it to me~~~ Please give it to me~~~" I

lifted her buttocks with my hands, and she looked up at me with a slightly dazed expression. She guided my large penis to her opening with one hand, and I sat down and entered her. My penis was already covered in her juices from the previous friction, making insertion very smooth. The warm, enveloping feeling surged through me again. I held her and sucked on her nipples, my hands squeezing and kneading her buttocks, pulling and lifting her up and down, tossing her around, letting her vagina work on my penis. She cooperated, swaying her hips and enjoying the rotation and insertion of my penis inside her vagina. I thrust hundreds of times until my hands got tired, then I leaned back on the sofa, grabbing her breasts and playing with them, letting her work on my penis herself. Seeing her wanton appearance, my lust rose again.

"Oh~~~ Ah~~~ So good~~~ Husband, you're so amazing~~~~ I'm going to climax~~ Ah!" She trembled violently, her waist stiffened, she held her breath, and her face flushed red. Her vagina contracted violently, and my penis felt like it was being sucked and gnawed by a small mouth, sending groans of pleasure through my throat like those of a wild animal.

I picked her up, turned her around, and placed her on the sofa, raising her legs high onto my shoulders. I thrust my hips forward, making my final, powerful sprint. She clutched her breast with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, her expression of extreme excitement stimulating me as well. I felt a jolt of electricity coursing through my glans, and my ejaculation surged forth once more. We embraced naked, kissing, and slowly waited for the passion to subside.

After two passionate encounters, we went home satisfied. She took her plane and left the city, and hasn't returned since. Perhaps there's no business here anymore? Or maybe she's avoiding me? In any case, life returned to normal.

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