Lewd stories with colleagues

Some say that feelings easily develop between colleagues, leading to stories. She's only 34 this year, a few years older than me. She used to be my direct supervisor at our workplace. She's quite beautiful and has a great figure; everyone always joked that working with a woman makes the work easier, and it was indeed very easy working under her. However, I never encountered any problems working with her, and we had a good relationship. Recently, I contacted her while attending a conference in the provincial capital, and she offered to come to my hotel. How could I accept that? After all, she was my former superior! We agreed that I would treat her to dinner. The dinner itself was nothing special; we just caught up and chatted.
When we were about to part ways after dinner, I suggested we chat some more at my hotel since it was still early. Because we were close and relaxed, she came to my room with me. It was a double room with two beds, but I was the only one there. We sat on separate beds and continued chatting. We started by chatting about nothing, but then, I don't know how, I gradually became attracted to her high breasts and beautiful face. An urge to have sex with her arose within me—a primal reaction to a beautiful woman. She then said she was leaving, and I got up to see her to the door. Just as she was about to open it, I lost control and grabbed her from behind. She was startled and let out a cry. I cupped her breasts in my hands, holding her tightly, telling her how much I loved her, using every sweet word I could think of. She initially tried to struggle free, but seeing I wasn't going to do anything further, she stopped and let me hold her like that, launching my sugar-coated attack. Slowly, seeing the opportunity, I began to knead her breasts and lick her earlobe from behind. She didn't resist, and gradually let me lead her back to the bed. Her body was noticeably softer than before. I
used to occasionally fantasize about her when watching porn, but she always seemed unattainable. Today, I might finally have my wish fulfilled—I was so happy! My boss had already paid homage to her. After laying her flat on the bed, I immediately pressed myself against her. At first, she said things like "don't do this," but gradually she stopped talking and started kissing me. I peeled off her clothes piece by piece from her slender body. I unhooked her bra from behind and slowly removed it, revealing a pair of beautiful breasts. They were indeed large; I couldn't fully grasp them with one hand, and they were firm, not like someone who had given birth—they seemed well-maintained. I quickly stripped off my own clothes and pinned her down. I played with one of her breasts with my left hand, sucking and biting the nipple of her other breast, while my right hand slipped inside her panties and began caressing her sensitive areas. When I sensed she was getting aroused, I pulled down her panties, and sure enough, there was some fluid secretion. I pressed my penis against her labia, and her glazed eyes awaited my penetration. I knew I had to conquer her tonight, otherwise, it would be difficult to have another chance to kiss her. Finally, I thrust in hard, and she let out a soft moan. I leaned down and kissed her sexy lips, my lower body continuing its movements within her. We'd been in the traditional position for a long time, and it was very effective; she was completely lost in the pleasure of sex. With each thrust, her moans gradually became involuntary, stemming from her own physical needs. Watching this beautiful naked woman writhe beneath me, this beauty I'd always wanted to possess now completely belonged to me, a sense of conquest filling my entire body. I thrust even harder, one hand kneading her beautiful breasts, the other pressing down on her slender waist, my hard penis pumping in and out of her vagina.
Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer, and during what felt like her umpteenth orgasm, I ejaculated inside her. Because she'd had a tubal ligation after giving birth, she hadn't asked me to use a condom. Although her stamina was a bit lacking, the feeling and stimulation were simply wonderful. Afterwards, she said that she'd always had feelings for me, but hadn't expressed them for various reasons. I laughed; no wonder I'd succeeded so easily. Now we spend every opportunity together. Although I feel a little guilty towards her husband, she's just too tempting.
I originally wanted her to stay at the hotel overnight, but she insisted on going back, so my plan to spend another night with her fell through. After all, she has a husband and children, and it's not appropriate for her to stay out overnight. After that night, we started contacting each other frequently via QQ, chatting online whenever we had the chance, discussing all sorts of topics. Sometimes she didn't shy away from more suggestive topics. Once, through chatting, I learned that her husband was away on a business trip for half a month, and her child would be staying with her grandparents for the weekend. What a great opportunity! I immediately said I would come over on Friday to spend the night with her. She didn't reply, which meant she tacitly agreed. On Friday afternoon, I left work an hour early and rushed to catch the bus to the provincial capital. Since it was only an hour's journey, it was convenient. I texted her on the way, and she asked me to wait for her at her apartment complex. When it was time to get off work, she still hadn't shown up. Seeing that it was getting late, I called her directly, but no one answered after several calls. Just as I was wondering what to do, she called, saying she had a business dinner that night and I had to go alone. She then told me where the spare key to her house was. After a boring dinner, I wandered around the streets for a long time. Around 10 PM, I called her house, partly to see if she was home and partly to confirm if anyone was there.
No one answered, so I took the key and went inside to wait for her. We lived in an apartment complex where neighbors generally didn't visit each other, so I wasn't worried about being recognized. I'd been to her house a few times and was quite familiar with it, so I sat on the sofa watching TV while waiting for her. Unexpectedly, she didn't return until very late. Wearing a business suit, she looked tired, and she was very passive when I kissed her, her mood low. After a while of intimacy, she suggested taking a shower. I wanted to take a bath together, but she firmly refused, so I didn't press the issue. I thought to myself, "She'll just be naked and let me have my way with her anyway, why is she pretending to be innocent?" After a while, she came out of the shower, looking a bit better. Looking at her beautiful face, long hair flowing over her shoulders, wearing a white silk nightgown, her nipples faintly visible as she moved, my penis began to stir. Just as I was about to pounce on her, she said, "Go wash up too." I obediently went into the bathroom and washed as quickly as possible, paying special attention to my private parts. Last time at the hotel was our first time; my primary goal was to get her, so I didn't try anything fancy. Today, she'd brought me here willingly, so I figured I should have some fun with her. Her sexy little mouth was definitely going to be a hit; whether I ejaculated or not depended on the situation. To be honest, the thought of her sucking and stroking my penis made me inexplicably excited. I came out of the bathroom wearing only my shorts. She was sitting on the sofa watching TV, waiting for me so late. I immediately rushed over and started groping her through her nightgown. She seemed very compliant. Slowly, my hands slipped inside her clothes, vigorously kneading her breasts. She also actively stroked my penis, and after a while, it was fully erect. Then she gestured for me to go to the bedroom, so I picked her up and took her to her room, placing her on the bed. I had removed the last obstacle, and she got up to take off her pajamas. I stopped her, saying, "Let's do it in your clothes, it'll be more exciting."
She disagreed, saying she didn't want to get her clothes dirty, and that it would be more exciting to do it with someone else's wife in someone else's bed! Because she had always been somewhat authoritative in front of me, I didn't dare force her too much. Later, we put on some porn in the room and started doing it while watching. Her figure was undeniably stunning, completely naked and tempting. Watching the characters in the video begin oral sex, I gently pressed her head down, but she ignored me. It seemed I had to force her, so I increased the pressure, but she still refused, saying she wasn't used to it. There was no other way but to find another opportunity. After enough foreplay, I had her stand by the bed, her body prone on the bed, and I stood behind her, adjusting the angle of my penis before inserting it directly. Next came the thrusting. I'd sprint, then bend down and tease her breasts, before continuing to thrust again, holding her hips. I was so excited that I felt myself ejaculating soon enough, so I quickly pulled out and ejaculated all over her, her white buttocks and back soaked. When a woman has given herself to you, she shows her tender side. After we finished, I suggested we shower together, and she didn't refuse at all, even agreeing with a little shyness. The bathroom in the master bedroom was spacious. We washed each other naked, gently caressing her body—her beautiful curves, soft breasts, full hips, and delicate face. I wished this moment could last forever; at that moment, I felt a stirring of desire within her. After showering, we dried each other with towels. When she touched my penis, it, having rested enough, became erect again. I turned her over and made her lie face down in front of the vanity. I penetrated her again. Her vagina wasn't fully wet yet, so there was some resistance when I moved, but this only intensified my pleasure. Just like raping her, I held her buttocks firmly and thrust in and out completely from behind.
Through the mirror, I could see that she was completely submissive to me at that moment, a beautiful young woman whom I could ravage at will, being raped by a former subordinate. Rear entry is my favorite position because I love seeing a woman's white back, and it's less likely I'll ejaculate quickly; it feels great, and sometimes it's a kind of stimulation for women. Gradually, she felt it too, and the penetration became very smooth. I walked out of the bathroom, inserting as I went. I pushed her onto the bed, not giving her a chance to breathe, and quickly pressed myself against her, kissing her while adjusting the angle of my penis with my hand, effortlessly penetrating her body. She began to moan with my thrusts, her voice gradually growing louder. This time, I kept changing positions, trying various methods, not stopping as long as my penis could make thrusting motions inside her. Because I had just ejaculated, my stamina had greatly increased, and she was almost at her limit. I pulled her onto me, letting her control the depth and frequency of penetration herself, while also giving her a chance to catch her breath. After catching her breath, she slowly recovered. I rolled over and pinned her beneath me, fondling her breasts, which I loved most, while thrusting into her with even greater fervor.
Occasionally, I'd catch a glimpse of the wedding photo hanging above the bed; she was beautiful, wearing a white wedding dress, standing with her tall husband, smiling as they gazed at me. This only fueled my pleasure in toying with this beauty. Sleeping with someone else's wife in someone else's bed felt incredible, far surpassing my first time making love in a hotel. Her soft breasts changed shape at my mercy, and her genitals were already overflowing with fluid; each thrust produced a sizzling sound. She was panting beneath me, which only intensified my thrusting, each time withdrawing completely and plunging in deeply, all the way to the bottom. Later events proved that this beautiful woman had completely surrendered to this night. Finally, I laid her limp and powerless face down on the dressing table, looking at her wanton state through the mirror, and ejaculated into her from behind. She remained face down in front of the dressing table, her two snow-white thighs spread wide, my semen slowly flowing from her vagina. My penis, having completed its task, went limp, no longer capable of thrusting, no longer able to give her the humiliating pleasure she desired. Her beautiful body would never belong solely to her husband again. Afterwards, we slowly fell asleep while I caressed her soft breasts and white body. The next day was a new beginning, signifying new hope.
I slept at her house for the night, and when I woke up, she had already bought breakfast. Life had to go on; I couldn't let a woman interfere with my earning a living. I was preparing to do some work, and she had some personal matters to attend to, so after breakfast, we each went out to run our own errands. After finishing my business in the afternoon, I contacted her as agreed; she was already waiting for me at home. When I arrived at her house, it was almost dinnertime. She was cooking in the kitchen. I noticed the child hadn't returned home; it seemed there was another chance tonight. I went into the kitchen and hugged her from behind. She didn't resist, remaining calm, like a normal couple's intimacy. This time, hugging her from behind felt completely different from the last time in the hotel; I could truly enjoy her full, erect breasts. While licking her ear, I slipped my hand inside her blouse and unhooked her bra. Her breasts bounced back immediately, and she said no, it wouldn't be good if someone saw. Women are always worried; in such a tall building, who would notice the balcony kitchen? I ignored her and continued to play with her breasts. After her nipples became sensitive and erect, I moved one hand to her abdomen. Under my teasing, she had lost all interest in cooking. But I didn't want to eat burnt food; I had plenty of time to play with her, this was just seduction. Seeing that her food was almost ready, I stopped teasing her in the kitchen. We finished dinner absentmindedly, I cleared the dishes, and she quickly cleaned the kitchen.
After everything was done, we sat on the sofa to watch TV. There wasn't anything interesting on TV, so I held her on the sofa, watching and caressing her, and she didn't seem to care. I unhooked her bra and pulled it out of her clothes, her nipples vaguely visible through the fabric, and my hands began to assault her from head to toe. Just as I was about to take off her underwear, the phone rang. It was her husband calling. To be honest, her husband was really good to her; he would call home to check on her even when he was out. I discreetly turned down the TV volume and listened to her talking to her husband in my arms, taking the opportunity to pull down her underwear. The call ended quickly, and she said she was going to take a shower. I got up to go with her, but she told me to shower in the bathroom outside while she went into the bedroom to shower. After showering, seeing she was still in the bedroom, I went in. She was sitting at her vanity, combing her long hair. I went over and hugged her from behind. She ignored me and continued working on her hair. A little while later, she had her hair up, just like when I saw her last night—a dignified young woman's attire. I turned her around and kissed her luscious lips. She responded passionately, and we caressed each other's bodies, lost in the moment. Her pajamas were already soaked with bare skin, making it easy to reach her private parts. She even used her hand to stimulate my penis. I reached up and lifted her pajamas, preparing to insert my already erect penis into her. She said, "Don't rush, there's plenty of time tonight," and then did something I'd longed to do. Watching her kneel before me, licking my penis with her sexy mouth, while I held her hair up in a bun to control the rhythm and depth of my thrusts, was a wonderful feeling. Her oral sex skills were excellent; I felt like I was about to ejaculate several times under her stimulation, barely managing to hold back. "
Do you and your husband do this often?" I wondered, almost unable to hold back any longer. She didn't answer, but instead quickened her pace. I couldn't hold back anymore. At first, I was worried she might be unhappy, but now I could only completely let go and enjoy it to the fullest! With that thought, I had no more reservations. Holding her hair up, I thrust deeper and deeper into her mouth, her hands and mouth working in tandem, completely stimulating my senses. Finally, thanks to her superb technique, I ejaculated, the semen shooting into her mouth before I could pull out, the rest splashing onto her face. Because of the large amount, the semen slowly trickled down. "Facial ejaculation," a term often used by Japanese actresses, flashed before my eyes. At that moment, her lewd expression was incredibly vivid. I wiped the semen from her lips with my hand, and she actually smiled and opened her mouth, letting me put the semen into her mouth, swallowing it with a lewd expression. Her transformation surprised me. Yesterday, she had been somewhat shy, even somewhat passive during sex, but now she was so wanton. I quickly realized that it was rare for her to be like this; whatever her reason, I should enjoy her body, and a little wantonness was even better. I cooperated by pushing as much semen as possible into her mouth, while also offering my penis for her to lick clean the rest.
Afterwards, she knelt on the ground, looking at me and asking if I had performed well. I replied that I was lewd and wanton enough, and performed very well. "Your wish from yesterday has been fulfilled; now it's your turn to work hard." After saying that, without even wiping her face, she was already sitting naked on the edge of the bed, her legs slightly open, waiting for my actions. Since we'd already gone this far, I wasn't going to hold back at all. How about some uniform fetish? I asked, touching her pretty face as I made this previously impossible request. She seemed a little angry, but still agreed. Opening the wardrobe, the sight of so many beautiful clothes made me momentarily at a loss, but I quickly came up with an idea. I had time, and as long as I controlled myself, I wasn't afraid this now-loose young woman wouldn't let me have my way. I tossed her the business suit she'd worn yesterday—a white shirt and a black skirt—a professional look that should be very alluring. Actually, I didn't understand why she'd changed so much. Perhaps she'd already given herself to someone, so she might as well let loose. Since she couldn't escape being penetrated in the end, she might as well please her lover, thus discarding her last shred of restraint. She took her clothes into the bathroom and came out a short while later, dressed. The marks on her face had been washed away, and light makeup made her even more beautiful. Her business suit and updo accentuated her elegance, making it hard to believe that just minutes before she had been an incredibly alluring woman. However, the moment I placed my hand on her breasts, I immediately sensed her lustful side. Naturally, I didn't let her wear any underwear; beneath the suit lay naked flesh, ready to be ravaged and trampled upon by a man.
If there was even a sliver of affection involved in my affair with her back then, now all I feel for her is a desire to possess and conquer. If she hadn't been so proactive in giving me oral sex and swallowing my semen, perhaps I would still have a sliver of fantasy about her doing so. But now that it's happened, it feels like she's just a tool for satisfying my desires. Humans are truly contradictory creatures. Without hesitation, one hand caressed her full breasts, while the other lifted her skirt and reached for her genitals. She responded passionately, caressing my naked body. Slowly, her body reacted again, and her breathing became much heavier. "Do you want to be fucked?" I verbally humiliated her. She didn't answer, but her hands moved faster. It seemed the time was ripe; she had no room to object to whatever I did. Suddenly, I swept her up and carried her out of the bedroom. She clung to me, confused, waiting for my next move. I walked straight to the living room and placed her on the dining table. It seemed this was where she would have sex with a man tonight; the height and size were perfect, as if it had been specially prepared. I ripped open her shirt, and her high, firm breasts captivated me. I played with them incessantly, watching them change shape in my hands. I pushed her skirt up to her waist, exposing her genitals completely, clearly visible under the bright light. I pulled her to the edge of the table, her legs spread and dangling, her vulva directly facing my penis. She was ready for me to penetrate her. This time, I gently pushed my rock-hard penis into her vagina, slowly until it reached the very end. She let out a long moan, thoroughly enjoying the moment. What followed was a storm of attacks, pure sexual intercourse. Her long legs were now on my shoulders, my penis thrusting in and out of her. Having already ejaculated once, this time it seemed to last longer, and she became even more engrossed, no longer controlling her feelings. Her moans were incredibly arousing, urging me to thrust even harder. I don't know how much time passed, but the young woman beneath me was begging for mercy after being ravaged. Her shirt and skirt were a mess from her rough handling; the allure of uniforms was truly wonderful. "Should we change clothes before we continue?" she asked, finally getting a chance to catch her breath. Without hesitation, she agreed. I withdrew my penis and left her on the dining table.
I quickly retrieved the white silk nightgown she had worn yesterday from the bedroom. Yesterday she was unwilling, but today she was begging; a sense of revenge made me very happy. I helped her, limp and powerless, off the dining table, took off her suit, and put on the nightgown, letting her rest on the living room sofa for a while. Before the blush on her face had faded, I was on top of her again, inserting my penis into her mouth. Changing clothes earlier had made my penis less erect. After a while, seeing that she had rested enough, I sat on the sofa, pulled open her nightgown, and let her actively stimulate my penis with her mouth and breasts. The back-and-forth movement of her large breasts gripping my penis was truly enjoyable. Soon my erection returned, and I pushed her down onto the carpet, beginning my second act of rape. She was completely submissive, letting me do whatever I wanted to her. Finally, I ejaculated inside her, and she clung to me tightly, her clenched vagina seeming to suck out the last drop of my semen. I pulled out, turned to face her, and let her lick my penis while I leaned down to watch my semen slowly flow from her vagina. I stood up; she was still lying on the floor, probably exhausted from the force of the previous act. Her hair was now disheveled, and her fair body was slightly flushed. Her white nightgown accentuated her exceptional beauty, but I knew that no matter how beautiful she was, she couldn't escape the rape and manipulation of men. Her beautiful body would be mine to ravage at any time, even her anus, which I had never tried before. But I had no interest in that; possessing such a beautiful body was enough. After I regained my strength, I fucked her hard again. This time I ejaculated on her breasts and carefully smeared it all over her body, which was like giving her a semen bath. She was exhausted and let me play with her beautiful naked body. It was truly the sexual happiness and sorrow of a beautiful woman.

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