Female colleague King game

She and I were colleagues at the company. It was my first job, and she immediately attracted attention: 175cm tall with a model-like, slender waist and a pair of perfectly sized breasts, topped with a delicate face that was captivating even without makeup. Every move she made drew the attention of many men. Believe it or not, she pursued me. But back in 2008, I was just a poor, recent graduate—a "three-nothing" guy: no car, no house, no savings. I couldn't offer her anything, so, with no other choice, I politely declined. Time flew by, the company went bankrupt, and colleagues went their separate ways. She went to Hubei with another well-off guy from the company, and we lost contact.

Two weeks ago, at a reunion of our old colleagues, we met again. Even after all this time, I will never forget her—Shuang.

In the KTV room, every face was familiar yet slightly unfamiliar. We greeted each other, hugged, and joked around. I spotted Shuang easily; because of her height, she always stood out from the crowd. She was dressed very stylishly, or as the current slang goes, very striking: a super-short red jumpsuit underneath, paired with high-quality black stockings; and an expensive leopard-print mink coat on top. She lay quietly on the sofa next to me. I tried to look her straight in the eye, because I had told her, "You have a boyfriend now, so from now on I can only look you in the eye when I talk to you," so I didn't dare to be presumptuous in this situation. But unexpectedly, Shuang smiled gently, looked at me steadily, and slightly parted her red lips, saying, "Don't play dumb, I know you like him."

"What? I don't know what you're talking about," I pretended not to be a coward.

"I broke up with him, now we're just colleagues, and he didn't come today," Shuang said quietly.

"Ah! That brat…" I looked around; indeed, he wasn't there.

"Tch, you got off easy, got to feast your eyes," Shuang said, striking an S-shaped pose.

"Hiss... Ouch, my nose's bleeding..." I joked, pretending to gasp.

"Hmph..." Shuang smiled and playfully punched me.

Because of my lateness, I was sentenced to "three quick drinks," but luckily, my old colleagues didn't make things too difficult for me; they only made me drink three and a half beers. After being punished, I naturally sat next to Shuang, a move that went quite naturally without arousing suspicion. No one knew my intentions; actually, all I wanted to do was get closer to the beautiful woman in black stockings.

The longing of not seeing each other for many years and the camaraderie built up during our entrepreneurial journey made us all go wild in the karaoke room. We sang, danced, ate, drank, argued, and laughed... In pairs, in small groups, everyone chattered about their lives, work, relationships, and experiences. The climax came during the King's Game.

Someone suggested playing the King's Game, and everyone immediately agreed, followed by a burst of lewd laughter. So, the game progressed from drinking one drink to three, then to two people singing love songs together or three people competing to sing them, then to men and women performing erotic dances, caressing, French kissing, and deep kissing—each episode more outrageous than the last, but despite its depravity, everyone seemed to enjoy it immensely. And so, my first intimate encounter with Shuang naturally occurred. At the time, I was a 3, and she was an 8. When the King announced, "3 and 8, passionately French kiss, adding emotion and sensuality," the story began. We held our cards facing each other, both feeling somewhat awkward. After all, when she pursued me years ago, we hadn't had any physical relationship; it was a purely platonic friendship. Now, years later, to be "passionately French kiss" with "added emotion and sensuality" was naturally a bit unsettling. However, unable to resist the "cheering" of my nosy friends nearby, I took the initiative to put my arm around Shuang's waist. She was so soft. She obediently turned her cheek towards me, and in the dim light of the private room, a blush seemed to be reflected on her face. She looked so beautiful. I slowly lifted her chin and slowly approached her lips. A loud cheer erupted in my ears. I didn't care about anything else and gently kissed her. It was wonderful. Gradually, Shuang began to cooperate with me and opened her lips. I slid into her mouth and intertwined with her soft tongue. There was a faint jasmine scent in her mouth. It smelled so good. About half a minute later, the cheers around us gradually faded. I reluctantly let go of Shuang. A guy suddenly pulled me and asked me how it felt. While savoring the fantasy I had just experienced, I managed to squeeze out two words: "So good!" Shuang gave a charming smile, picked up her handbag, and said she was going to the restroom.

As she passed by me, she gave me another long look. I pursed my lips, feeling embarrassed about the earlier French kiss. After Shuang went to the restroom, the game continued, but I couldn't get into the mood.

A little while later, I received a call from Shuang. I walked to the door of the private room to answer it, puzzled; it was too noisy inside. Shuang simply told me to come to the lobby; she had something to tell me, and then hung up quickly. Confused, I went alone.

Before I even reached the lobby, Shuang intercepted me at the corner of a restroom. Under the bright lights of the corridor, Shuang looked even more alluring, and with the added effect of a little alcohol, her face was flushed, making her incredibly beautiful. Tall, with alluring black stockings and a suggestive mini-skirt, she was no less attractive than a celebrity.

"Little pervert," Shuang knew me well.

"Hehe. You're really pretty," I rarely told the truth.

"Hmph..." Shuang scoffed again. Perhaps she knew I rarely told the truth.

"Okay, tell me why you called me out," I

said, not forgetting why I came out. Unexpectedly, before I could even blink, Shuang grabbed my clothes and dragged me towards the women's restroom. Because she was wearing high heels, I was afraid she'd fall, and I really couldn't resist her, so I could only stumble and follow her into the women's restroom. Shuang seemed to have already scouted the area, leading me directly to the last stall and locking the door behind her. After this series of movements, I was panting heavily, looking at Shuang with a puzzled expression. Shuang, however, smiled without saying a word, her sly, alluring eyes seemingly seeing through all the world's illusions.

"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on? Someone's coming in soon!" I pretended to be angry.

"No, I checked, this is the least crowded one." Sure enough, Shuang had scouted it.

"Well, it's not so easy for a man like me to go into the women's restroom..." I stammered, at a loss for words.

"..."

"...Hmm..."

"..."

I couldn't speak because Shuang had already kissed me forcefully, and I couldn't think of a reason to push her away:

she was a single woman, had broken up with her boyfriend, was sexy and charming, and we were both adults... so all I could do was respond to her passionately. Despite being frequenters of debauchery, the two of us were like dry tinder, ready to ignite at any moment, brazenly searching for each other's G-spots in a secluded women's restroom at a KTV.

"You're being naughty," Shuang said.

"Hmm...hmm?" I pretended not to understand.

"Hmph, it's you!" Shuang suddenly grabbed my penis.

"Ah!...it hurts..." This was enough to make both my penis and I ache.

"What do you suggest we do?" Shuang deliberately teased.

"Ah...I don't know, it's my first time, it's so strange..." I feigned innocence.

"Hmph...yes, it's your first time, with me," Shuang really knew me well.

After saying that, Shuang swayed her serpentine waist and slowly squatted down, just like in an adult film, carefully unbuckling my belt. Of course, I knew what she wanted to do, and at that moment, I was already burning with desire. However, the circumstances forced me to say something to refuse, but my reason was instantly overwhelmed by Shuang's passion. Shuang took out my penis and held it to her face. Because Shuang's face was a typical oval shape, small, my penis looked quite magnificent. I chuckled inwardly, while Shuang gave me a knowing glare. She held my penis up to her face, gesturing as if she wanted to say something, but by then, I was already burning with desire. I grabbed the back of Shuang's head and shoved my penis into her mouth. Because it was so sudden, Shuang coughed. I pulled out slightly and apologized. Shuang glared at me and then began to suckle carefully. Shuang was eating very hard, but I could tell she didn't have much experience, or rather, almost none at all. Her teeth were very sensitive, and she didn't seem to know how to use any of the tricks to stimulate my penis. Although I wasn't really enjoying it, the sight of such a beautiful woman diligently serving my penis beneath me was enough to make my blood boil. Because we were in the bathroom, I didn't dare let the sounds of my excitement spread too far, but the sounds of Shuang sucking were actually quite rhythmic. Lacking experience, Shuang mostly just circled her soft tongue around the head of my penis, occasionally pressing it against the urethral opening. Her occasional deep throating was something she'd learned under my guidance. As for more advanced techniques like pulling and sucking my testicles, I couldn't enjoy them, at least not in Shuang's mouth at that moment. Ten minutes later, with a final thrust, accompanied by pleasure shooting from my spinal cord to my cerebral cortex, I uncontrollably ejaculated into Shuang's mouth, and Shuang tried her best to catch all the semen. After a few aftershocks, Shuang spat all the semen in his mouth into the toilet bowl at his feet, wiping his mouth as he said, "You brat, this is my first time!"

Then he forcefully hugged me and kissed me again like a robber. Although I wanted to resist, I tasted my own semen for the first time in my life…

[The End]

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