You can't do it to me (a very interesting erotic story)

x Don't fuck me (Very interesting erotic story)
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My name is Bai Xiang, and I currently work as the head of the planning department at a business management consulting firm. Due to the nature of my work, working overtime is commonplace at my company.
The company I work for is an internally focused operation, so apart from the boss and a few sales staff, almost all the employees are women. Since my work falls under internal operations, I become the "one green among a sea of red" phenomenon in the company. In addition, with my height of 179 cm and a fairly popular appearance, I am often favored by the female colleagues in the company, which has led to my constant "romantic encounters".
The incident occurred on a night when I was working overtime (another "overtime" scenario, which shows that "overtime" does have many benefits; fellow hardworking office workers, next time you have "overtime" to do, don't make excuses). It was for a "cross-industry alliance" case, so I specifically asked my colleagues in the "Information Technology Department" to stay and discuss it together. To be honest,
the "Information Technology Department" is nothing more than a one-person showroom that specializes in collecting online information, and it's headed by Yi-Lin, the company's most beautiful woman.
Yi-Lin is 165 cm tall with a 35C bust-waist-hip ratio (I'm guessing). Her proportions are a perfect 23-32, and she has long, flowing black hair that reaches her waist. With her oval face and bright, large eyes, I believe any man who sees her would feel a strange stirring, both psychologically and physically. Especially those two mounds of flesh hidden under her clothes—any man would fantasize about kneading and shaping them in his hands.
Of course, fantasies aside, I genuinely kept her with me because of work (I really didn't have any improper thoughts at the time). But being around such a beautiful woman, of course, makes work particularly "enthusiastic."
We discussed it until after 9 PM, and everyone in the company left (I remember they all gave me strange looks when they left). Only Ziyi and I were still discussing it. Our discussion had reached a dead end, and since we couldn't reach a conclusion, I suggested we go home and think about it separately and discuss it again tomorrow. Ziyi seemed tired too, so she nodded and agreed.
After we each organized and tidied up our materials, I took the opportunity to suggest we work together... I suggested we go out for dinner. Because I always maintain a gentlemanly demeanor at work, Yi-lin immediately agreed without hesitation (at the time, I genuinely just wanted to have dinner with her). So, we ate something at a restaurant (no alcohol, please), and then I drove her home.
During dinner, we suddenly came up with a great idea, but due to the inconvenient location, she hesitated for a moment before speaking after I dropped her off at home:
"Do you...want to come up? Let's discuss the idea we just had."
"Is this convenient...?" (I was genuinely answering from her perspective.)
"It's okay, I live here alone."
(It's precisely because you live alone that I'm worried it might feel strange.)
"But...you...can't do anything inappropriate."
"Do you think I would do anything inappropriate?" (I was genuinely a little angry at that point, because I still have some standing at the company. Although she was very attractive to me, it wasn't enough to make me do anything "animalistic.")
Yi-Lin suddenly smiled very "brightly" and said:
"I invited you up here because I believed you wouldn't," she said.
Hearing her say that, all my anger vanished, but a different kind of anger seemed to rise within me.
(I won't... really won't?)
So I followed Yi-Lin up to her place (on the sixth floor). After entering her room (she lived in a suite), she led me to sit on one side of a small coffee table, while she sat on the other. She hadn't gone home to shower or change into anything sexy; she was discussing things with me in her work clothes. I thought this was quite different from the erotic scenes I'd seen, and probably wouldn't be anything special, so I started a serious discussion with her.
But before we even began, she said,
"Let's discuss this like this, okay? You can't 'sit next to me'!"
"I know," I replied curtly.
A short while later,
"Come take a look," Yi-Lin said, pointing to her laptop screen. I hadn't thought of my earlier promise, so I moved closer to see the information she wanted me to look at. While we were looking and discussing it, I unconsciously found myself "sitting" next to her. When she realized (I don't know when she realized; I only knew she'd noticed when she spoke up...), she made another restriction:
"You can sit here to discuss, but you can't 'lean next to me'!"
"Oh!" I replied with a half-smile (please, I wasn't thinking anything).
As the computer screen rotated, we sat closer and closer, until we were unconsciously leaning against each other, shoulder to shoulder. She noticed, but didn't say a word.
I genuinely hadn't noticed before, but this time I truly "noticed," because the faint fragrance emanating from her had already... My head was spinning slightly, and seeing her wearing a V-neck shirt that revealed her pale pink bra tightly encasing her two prominent breasts through the slit, and the gaps created by her movements further accentuated their rounded shape, made me almost forget what we were supposed to be discussing. A short while later,
she suddenly added another restriction:
"It's okay if you lean closer, but you can't put your hand on my shoulder!"
"Um!" I didn't know how to answer her anymore, so I just gave a perfunctory reply (this seemed to inspire my next move).
So, in the next action, my right hand "intentionally" or "unintentionally" rested on her shoulder. She seemed to "notic" it again, and like before, she didn't say a word. But I could feel her breathing becoming a little rapid, and with each breath, the "gap" between her breasts appeared more frequently, and I, too, became more satisfied with my visual experience.
She; had a new "restriction."
"It's okay... to put your hand on my shoulder, but... you can't just... touch it downwards!"
"Hmm..." That was all I could answer (this seemed to be another new "instruction").
Of course, following the "instruction," my right hand unconsciously traced a gentle arc downwards, lightly caressing her breasts with my fingers.
(My God, such full and bouncy breasts! It felt like pressing against freshly baked buns. I can't imagine what it would feel like if she were naked in my hands, unrestrained by these clothes.)
As my fingers continued to wander, I noticed a bean-like shape emerging from the center of her breasts (that must be her nipple). As her nipple rose, her breathing became more frequent, but she remained silent without showing any emotion.
However, this didn't last long; she (again) spoke:
"It's...okay...to...touch...like this, but...you...can't...put your hands inside your clothes!"
This time, I simply didn't answer; I would just "follow orders."
My right hand slowly rose, reaching the neckline, and then slowly slid down. When my fingers touched her bra, my heart began to race. So, after gently brushing past her bra, I moved down to touch her soft, yielding breasts.
(This... I'm wrong... This isn't a steamed bun, this... feels... It should be mochi, so soft, so comfortable.)
Slowly, I found what had been hardening on her chest earlier—her nipple, round and small, with tiny bumps around it.
At this point, neither of us seemed to be able to focus on the screen; we could only guess what the other was thinking. As for me, I wasn't some greenhorn new to women, and I didn't want to impulsively pin her to the ground. I just found this kind of "following orders" incredibly exciting and stimulating, so I could only wait patiently for the next "instruction.
" The "instruction" finally came, and she managed to maintain a certain tone as she said,
"You...you...can...touch...me...but...you...can't...take off my clothes," and...you can't...kiss me with your mouth..."
(Wow, two 'instructions' at once! Looks like you're getting impatient too!)
Without further ado, the task still had to be done. This time, relying solely on my right hand might be a bit slow, so my left hand began to 'help' obligatory. As the buttons were undone one by one, her snow-white body gradually began to be revealed. Amidst the expanse of snow-white skin, there was a breathtaking focal point—her breasts. Encased in a pale pink bra, they seemed as if they might jump out at any moment. Now was the time to 'liberate' them.
The instant her bra was undone, I immediately pressed my lips to her nipple and kissed her, while simultaneously extending my tongue to gently tease her nipple. With persistent effort, I finally made the part that should be protruding even more prominent, and the part that should be hard was almost hard.
"You...you...um...you...can kiss my...breasts...but...you...you can't...'kiss my...mouth'...even if...you...really...want...to...kiss...you can't...put...your...tongue...into...my...mouth'...oh!...I...I...I definitely...won't...put...my...tongue out."
(She seemed really anxious, and her 'instructions' seemed to be increasing.)
I started to press my lips against hers. As soon as our lips touched, I felt something soft and wet squeeze into my mouth. It turned out to be her tongue. Our tongues immediately intertwined, and it was impossible to tell whose tongue was entwined with whose...
Because of my posture, I casually placed my hand on her thigh, which unexpectedly led me to "comply" with her next "command".
She gasped,
"You...kiss me...touch me...it's okay...but...you...can't 'touch...my genitals'!"
At that moment, I suddenly realized I wanted her to give me more "clear" instructions. So, I stopped being silent and immediately volunteered to lift her skirt, directly exploring her pubic area. When my hand touched her silk panties, I felt a surge of heat into my palm. I could feel her sparse pubic hair twitching in my hand at the bulge. I asked,
"You want me not to 't' touch 'that' down there...?"
My fingers were already pressing against her vulva, coincidentally on her clitoris. This made her gasp even more, and she answered my question cooperatively:
"Um...it's...there...ah...um..."
I pressed, "Where? If I don't know, I'll touch you randomly."
"You...you...you're so mean...you just want me to say it...it's...there...my...little...hole..."
She finally said it, and then quickly gave another instruction:
"You...touch...touch...my...little hole...it's okay...but...you...you can't ask...me to...'touch...your...penis'..."
At this point, I thought that if I didn't obey, I might get a glare in return. So I immediately "obediently" unzipped my pants, letting my nearly 20-centimeter penis show off, and at the same time quickly pulled her hand down to my proud spot.
The moment her hand touched my genitals, it was as if she had found a life raft in the ocean; she immediately gripped it tightly and began to move it up and down smoothly. A strange light flashed in her eyes, and at the same time, the 'command' was given:
"You...your...penis...is so hard...so thick...and...so long...
I can...touch it for you...but...you...can't 'make me...suck...or...lick...your...penis'..."
At this point, all I could do was give her a smile and gently guide her head toward my lower body. She 'easily' let me push it in, then opened her small mouth and took it in. Perhaps it was too long or her mouth was really too small, because it reached her throat before it was even halfway in. Even so, she still 'dutifully' gently sucked and licked it for a while.
Although I was already brimming with lust, I still had to play by her "rules of the game." After she had been busy for a while,
she finally spoke:
"Um... it's okay... you... can... touch my... breasts... and... my... pussy... and kiss me... I can... touch your... big cock... and suck and lick your... big cock... but... you... can't... 'put your... big cock... outside my... pussy... and tease me...'"
(Wow... I've been busy for so long... and I still have to tease you a little... Okay! Looks like you really have to behave today.)
So I gently placed my thick, hard penis on her vulva, and then used my egg-shaped glans to tease her vaginal opening and clitoris with varying pressure. At this point, she could only answer me with panting:
"Ah... um... uh... so... itchy... ah... ah..."
"Your... your... penis... is so hard... I... I... my... vagina... is so numb... so good... so... uh..."
At this point, she finally couldn't help but give the 'command':
"It's so...it's so itchy...you...you...can use...your...big cock head...to...rub...my...little hole...but...but...you...can't...'use your...big cock...to...insert...or...fuck...my...little tender hole!'"
Almost without uttering a "Yes, sir," I quickly thrust my almost-exploding penis into her little hole.
"Sizzle..." With a sound, my large penis finally 'squeezed' into her little hole.
(Oh my god, her pussy is so tight, I have to 'squeeze' it in. Luckily I did a lot of foreplay, otherwise I might be stuck and unable to move.)
"Ah...it's in...so...so thick...so...so swollen...it's killing me...my...pussy...is being...full...ah...ah..."
I kept pushing my cock into her pussy, and waves of pleasure kept surging up.
However, what I admired was that she could still give "instructions" at this moment:
"Ah...ah...oh...you...you...really...fuck...in...oh...ah...so deep...ah...okay...I...I...I let you fuck...
I let you...insert...but...you can only...insert for a moment...fuck...fuck me once...once...ah...you...you...can't...'fuck me...fuck...me...fuck for too long...oh...I can only...let you...fuck...again...once...once...oh...you...can't...fuck...me...I...orgasm...oh'...ah...it hits..."
If I had really listened to her at this moment, she probably would have bitten off my flesh, so I could only continue to "bury my head and work hard".
"Ah...ah...I can't take it anymore...my little pussy...it's been fucked to pieces...it's bursting...ah...so good...so comfortable...so...faster...faster..."
"Ah...I can't take it anymore...good...big cock brother...you...you're so good at fucking my pussy...oh...okay...I...I...I'll let you...fuck...let big cock brother...insert...my little pussy...I'll let you fuck it all...I'll let you...insert...I'll let you fuck it until...you're satisfied...insert until...you're satisfied...oh...faster...faster...ah...almost there..."
With a "ah..." she had already orgasmed more than three times.
And I, urged on by her continuous orgasms, gradually began to lose control.
"Oh...your little pussy...it feels so good...so comfortable...I...I can't take it anymore...I'm about to cum...I'm about to come..."
At this point, her speech was a little slurred, but she still managed to say intermittently:
"Ah...ah...oh...big cock brother...it's so deep...okay...it's okay...it's so good...I...I...it feels so good...I...today...let you...touch my...breasts...touch my...little pussy...and...touch your...big cock...suck your...big cock...and...let...your...oh...big cock...fuck me...insert...my...little pussy...it's all okay...let you fuck me...oh...I...feels so good...I've orgasmed...several times...it's...okay..."
"But...oh...big cock...brother...if...ah...you're going to ejaculate...you're going to ejaculate...ah...you can't...ejaculate...into my little pussy...that...that...will make my...little pussy...ah...scalding...as if I'm going to heaven...absolutely...can't...ejaculate...into my little pussy!"...ah...it's coming again..."
(....I really admire you to the extreme, even at this point, you can still give 'instructions'.)
But at this moment, a mischievous thought suddenly appeared in my mind, I thought; I've been 'disobedient' (completing all the instructions) all night, so I'll 'obey' one last time.
So, after thrusting hundreds more times, just as I was about to ejaculate, I quickly pulled my cock out and held it to her chest, ejaculating wildly.
I saw her...
"Ah...ah...oh...so good.....ah...why did you pull out...ah..."
As I sprayed all my semen onto her alluring 35C breasts, I saw a sense of loss in her eyes. I hurriedly grabbed some tissues to wipe her, but then I noticed tears welling up in her eyes.
I panicked and quickly comforted her. After all, we didn't have much interaction at work, yet we had ended up having sex under these circumstances. I thought she would definitely think I was a very promiscuous person.
Seeing her tears streaming down her face, he didn't know how to resolve the situation. After a moment of awkward silence, she choked out,
"Waaah... I... waaah... today... I told you not to do these things... but you... waaah... you didn't care... you... waaah... you kept doing them."
(Good heavens, honestly, what man wouldn't do that? But, ultimately, he was the one in the wrong, and it didn't feel right. He should comfort her first.)
"I'm sorry, it's my fault. You can scold me, blame me, hit me, but please don't cry anymore. It's because you're so charming that... that's why I couldn't help... doing this to you."
(My dear aunt, I really want to apologize to you. Please don't cry anymore, or I really won't be able to handle it. I'm most afraid of women's tears.)
After saying that, she still kept sobbing.
She began,
"I told you not to do these things all night, but you kept doing them..."
"I'm sorry, it's really because you're so charming, that's why..."
"Lying..." she suddenly said seriously.
"I...I'm not lying, it's really because you're so beautiful and captivating, that's why I couldn't help but keep doing it."
"Then you..."
I thought to myself that she was going to press me to find out if I liked her in this situation. It seems I'll have to have a 'fixed' girlfriend from now on. With that in mind, I'll just let her have her way.
"I...I really..." I could only continue to give an innocent answer.
"Then you..."
"Then you..."
"Then you..." (I mean, sir, just say whatever you want to say, I'm already prepared.)
"Then why were you so 'obedient' at the end!"
(@[email protected] Shrimp!!! I...I...this......)
"Hmph! So you're lying again!!"
"I...I...I...this...." I really didn't know how to answer this time.
"You're lying!"
"Yilin, don't be angry, I really...I..."
"I won't listen! I won't listen!" She spoke while covering her ears and shaking her head repeatedly. As her head shook, her two mounds of flesh swayed from side to side, making me almost forget that I was apologizing to her.
After a long while, she suddenly spoke:
"I won't listen to your explanation. Things have already come to this point... whatever."
(Oh no, it seems she's really angry.)
"However..."
(What?! There's still "however," could it be...?)
"You... absolutely cannot... touch me again!"
(No way!!)
"Also, you absolutely cannot sleep here tonight, because you'll definitely... do it to me again (whispering)."
(///.....What else can I say!!)
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