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Another girl in the company 

I've always wanted to write these things down because I don't allow myself to tell others. Some of them I can share with friends for fun, but others I'll keep buried deep in my heart forever.

Because my writing skills are limited, my purpose is simply to put the facts into writing, to recount the story, not to literaryize it. So please bear with me.

In the eyes of those around me, I'm a good kid, a bit introverted, honest, and steady—not the dull type, of course.

The year after graduating from university, I got a girlfriend, and we moved in together quickly. Perhaps it's because of the times; everything unfolded so rapidly, so naturally.

Although I'm a good kid, I read a lot of erotic novels in middle school (I'm ashamed of myself), and watched a lot of porn in university. With so many desires in this society, even though my girlfriend and I had already enjoyed sexual pleasure, I always wanted a one-night stand or to see a prostitute.

Because I'm not good at chatting and don't know how to sweet-talk people, one-night stands have never happened to me.

As time went by, I got married. My wife is actually quite pretty, but I still couldn't shake my lecherous nature, though I treated her very well.

That year, my company sent me to work in another city for about a year. Another girl was working at the same company; she was the cute type. To be honest, I didn't feel anything for her at first. Because of company arrangements, we lived in the same house, though we each had our own rooms. As we spent more time together, we became very close friends and talked about everything. I developed feelings for her and really fell for her. Although these feelings grew stronger, I knew I would never break up my family.

When we lived together, I took good care of her because she was younger than me and didn't have a boyfriend. We often chatted, went shopping, and went out together. Once, during a conversation, she told me she was a virgin. She seemed to be a very innocent girl, and of course, I didn't want to hurt her.

After some time, due to company reasons, she moved to another place and lived alone. I don't know why, but I was always worried about her living alone and felt uneasy about her, so I tried my best to take care of her in every way. Since she didn't have many friends there, I treated her as a good friend. I also grew to like her more and more; I even fell in love with her. Maybe she knew I liked her, but we still tried to keep a proper distance between us.

About a month before I went home, after drinking at her place, I finally confessed my feelings to her. I admitted that I had fallen in love with her. Although I knew this might hurt her, I still couldn't control myself. That night we hugged, and I kissed her, but nothing else happened. I still went home.

The following weekend, after we stayed out late, I took her home. Around 11 PM, she told me to go home, and I left reluctantly. Perhaps she sensed my displeasure, because before I even reached the station, she called and asked me to come back, saying I should stay there that night. She'd stayed here twice before, but it wasn't very convenient (it was just one room). But honestly, I really wanted to stay there. Sharing a room with her always felt so wonderful, so it was hard to fall asleep; I was afraid time would fly by.

That night, we slept on the floor. After turning off the lights, she said she wanted to lie on my arm, that it felt so wonderful, so I let her. I gently put my arm around her, and it felt so blissful. We chatted slowly, sharing our stories, and time slowly passed. Neither of us felt sleepy. Taking advantage of the moment while I was holding her, my hand reached for her breasts. Her breasts were full and soft. She occasionally resisted, but I continued to caress them gently yet firmly. She seemed to sense it too. After a while, she pushed my hand down. I knew she... She wanted me to touch her genitals, so I slowly slipped my hand inside her panties. She was already wet, so much so that I kept rubbing her. Because she had said she was a virgin, I didn't want to insert my fingers. She started breathing heavily, seemingly a little scared. I slowly pulled down her pants and panties, making it easier for me to touch her. I was also very nervous. I took off my own pants and guided her hand to my penis. She said she was scared and didn't dare touch it, only touching it briefly before pulling back. She kept her back to me. I wanted to penetrate her from behind, but she seemed afraid. She wouldn't let me penetrate, saying we couldn't do this. I said okay because I didn't want to hurt her. She said I would never force her to do something she didn't want to do, but I could still tell she actually wanted to, but was just afraid, conflicted. I tried to persuade and comfort her, and she finally acquiesced. I tried to penetrate her from behind, but no matter how I tried, I couldn't get it in, and she cried out in pain as soon as I tried. After struggling for a long time, I finally got up and said, "Spread your legs, that way I can penetrate and it won't hurt so much." She seemed not to understand anything and just followed my instructions. When I went to do it, her legs were still not very open, and they were still trembling. Because her vagina was already very wet (maybe virgins are just more wet), it was very lubricated. I lifted my penis and put it on her vagina. I knew I couldn't use too much force, so I pushed slowly. As soon as I pushed, she cried out in pain. As soon as she cried out, my penis went soft. After struggling for a while, I finally failed, and my penis couldn't get hard anymore. It was almost dawn. In the end, I concluded that the reason was probably because I was hungry and hadn't slept all night, so my body was probably not up to it. So I decided to wait until after I ate to do it again.

I didn't get up until almost noon. I cooked and ate, and after eating, I felt energetic again. We snuggled together and I gently caressed her. Soon, she was very wet down there. I quickly took off my clothes, but she only took off her underwear, leaving her top and bra on. She wouldn't let me see her breasts, and I didn't force her. This time, my penis got hard. She had a lot of long pubic hair, so her libido must have been very strong. Her vulva was pink, and her labia majora were tightly closed, already very wet. I pushed my penis in very slowly. She said it hurt, so I stopped, and then slowly went in again. Finally, I got in, and she said it hurt a little. I was being very gentle, though. I slowly thrust in and out, and she was breathing heavily. It was so tight, slippery, and hot inside. Maybe it had been a long time since we'd done it. I couldn't take it anymore after about 5 minutes. I pulled out and ejaculated on her genitals. Although it wasn't very comfortable, I'm a responsible person, and I couldn't let her get hurt.

And so she gave me her first time, and I became her first man. She fell in love with me, but I couldn't give her what she needed. I knew I was a bad man.

For almost a month, we were really crazy. We were practically a couple, doing it almost every day, sometimes twice a day. Even on the day she had her period, we couldn't resist and did it once, only realizing she was bleeding afterward. Of course, I always withdrew, even during her safe period. I knew she was naive and seemed completely incapable of protecting herself, so I couldn't let her get hurt in the slightest because I loved her. Although

we did it many times during that period, I could feel that she was always very nervous. Every time she was on top, I could feel her legs trembling. She was a good girl, and I was a bad man.

Afterward, I went home. She cried countless times because of me, probably for many reasons. Of course, we agreed to be best friends. I don't know what it will be like when we meet again.

Life is long, and who knows what will happen next? People's thoughts are complex and constantly changing.

Which man isn't lustful, and which woman doesn't yearn for love? It's just that they set limits for themselves!

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