Colleague Romance

A colleague's romance? The sound of running water continues, the hissing of the tap splashing on your body. In the quiet atmosphere under the dim light, you are washing your tired body after a long day, fixing your hair. The room is filled with hot, humid steam. Through the shower curtain, you can vaguely see your naked side profile. You have a tall, slender figure, over 1.6 meters, with a defined silhouette and a sweet face. It's hard to imagine that you are already married and have a daughter. You lather up with soap, your expression relaxed as you shower, the hot or cold water bringing a refreshing feeling. Suddenly, a wave of loneliness washes over you. You put on your bathrobe, preparing to go back to the bedroom to change, when suddenly, *snap!*—the light seems to have been turned off. Seeing you hesitate for a moment, your pupils not yet adjusted to the darkness, I could only wait quietly until your vision adjusted before groping your way. "Is the power out?" you muttered to yourself. I reached my hand out in the dark, startling you. Just as you were about to scream, my other arm covered your mouth. "Ugh! Ugh!..." The darkness made it impossible for you to recognize me; your first thought was probably to break free and call for help from the neighbors. My grip was strong, but you were no less so. A chaotic struggle ensued, your breathing becoming erratic, causing you to gasp for breath in panic. Instinctively, I knew your predicament. A sliver of light shone on my face, and you were shocked to see it was your longtime friend: Feng. You stopped struggling, your hands held firmly in my grasp. You looked at me shyly, asking, "Why?" "No reason, because I've liked you for a long time. I often think about your face, my mind drifting into fantasies about everything about you… You're a good woman, with a good temperament, a great figure, a well-defined face with warm eyes, and a kind heart. For me, it's not just about friendship; I even hope you can become my wife and serve me for life. Every time I meet you, it's so comfortable. Looking at your long legs naturally makes me want to be one with you. Besides, today you came home from get off work, and your family went to a wedding banquet, which you didn't want to go to. I shouldn't have forgotten to lock the door when I got home. I wanted to go to your place to chat, but when I saw the door was open, I thought I'd play a prank on you. Instead, I accidentally saw you completely naked while showering. How incredibly tempting! Your torn bathrobe revealed your body, your wet hair smelling of styling product, and your warm body. I gazed at you greedily. In the dim light, your dark skin and supple figure were striking. I hugged your warm body tightly. My kisses slid from your neck down your chest, cleavage, to your navel, and you trembled slightly. Looking at your shapely face, your plump cheeks flushed slightly. I slowly pulled off your half-ripped bathrobe and saw your taut, bouncing breasts. You turned your head away, blushing. I grasped and kneaded your firm breasts, thinking: If I continue to please your breasts, will you sway your body and tacitly allow me to unite with your lower body? I continued to kiss your forehead and neck. In the sultry atmosphere, desires were alternating. "Qi, your breasts smell so good, so sexy." "Ah! No! I'm not your wife! Stop!" You trembled with anger. But when I licked your dark red, soft nipples, I could feel their firmness, your breasts were smooth and soft, and I could smell the scent of a mature woman. It was a bit stuffy here, and you were sweating. My hand caressed the smoothness of your mons pubis, and slightly shifting, I touched the dark hair protruding from your pubic mound below your navel. You were already feeling a tingling sensation. A man's embrace, besides being an expression of emotion, also carries sexual connotations. Actually, you didn't want this, but my licking and biting made you itch, causing you to wriggle. But your hands were restrained by me, and this swaying of your body was another kind of stimulation for me. I gripped your waist and caressed your full curves and buttocks. A mature woman's buttocks are a powerful tool for enticing men to have sex. I took out my erect penis and rubbed it against the pubic hair between your buttocks, then slipped my hand between your legs, feeling a warm, wet sensation. My penis rubbed against your buttocks, and you swayed your slender waist with hazy eyes. "Ugh! No!" My fingers traced each one, gradually moistening your vulva. The folds and trembled on your swollen labia as if breathing. You slightly opened your eyes, your gaze resentfully following the movements of my fingers as they wandered over your now-sexy, mysterious place. Your prominent clitoris hardened from the stimulation, and I excitedly tensed my nerves, quickening my movements. I caressed your firm buttocks and thighs, the scent of a woman I had never tasted before. My penis was already oozing some clear fluid, becoming even harder. You resisted each of my caresses, but your swollen vulva flowed with secret fluid. I was overjoyed, already imagining enjoying the pleasures of sex with my beloved Qi. My penis was already throbbing and swollen, and your reactions became more intense with my teasing. The swaying of your shoulders and hips was very exciting for a man. I pulled your hair and pressed your head against my penis. Perhaps you secretly liked me too? You used your tongue to lick my hard, elastic flesh, sometimes making me feel a tingling sensation. "Oh! So good!" You then stood against the wall and bent over, your round buttocks facing me. This shameful position was something you only used during your first time having sex, because you liked to watch your boyfriend's expression during sex (you told me that). I suddenly became very nervous because I was about to have sex with you, whom I could only fantasize about physically. I panted heavily, gripping your buttocks and tightening my grip on your waist. I parted your fleshy thighs, grasped my erect penis with one hand, touched your vulva, and thrust forward, penetrating your tight vagina… 'Mmm—!' We both made a sound simultaneously. Your vaginal opening tightly enveloped my hot thing. I felt the sticky heat inside your opening, and I was eager to thrust and drive you wild. Again and again, the friction of our hymens against each other, your head tilted back, your throat choked, your chest vibrating and your hips swaying, your buttocks thrusting in rhythm with my movements. My heart soared. The varying depths of the thrusting, coupled with your rarely seen embarrassed expression, made me diligently twist my buttocks, turning that thing that wanted to be pulled deeper into the vaginal opening, intensifying the movement. 'Oh!' Qi. Oh! Qi. 'My heart is in turmoil????' Ah—! No! Ah—! Ah—! No! …"You murmured to yourself, eyes half-closed. The direct impact of the rear-entry position on your vagina, the swaying of your full buttocks gripping my penis, made a soft, squelching sound as it went in and out. Your breasts were cupped in my hands, and you shyly shook your head, your moans blending with your tall, shapely figure—what a lewd sight! My penis rubbed and prodded inside you, sometimes penetrating so deeply it reached your cervix, leaving you completely limp. Your arousal kept rising; your lips were tightly closed, your eyes focused intently on our joined parts, accelerating the process. Perhaps even your husband had never given you such excitement; the swaying of your hips intensified, and I thrust even harder. Whew! Whew! Whew! I kept thrusting into your vagina with all my might." "Qi, your hole is so tight! It vibrates inside, gripping that thing tightly. It feels better than your husband's, right?" "Ah! No! You can't tell him! Ah—!" You felt pleasure and were shy about your reaction to me. You still remember telling me: "I'm so happy you want someone like me." Waves of shaking, a naked man and woman were having sex. Your bashful face showed you were intensifying your pleasure. I stimulated your clitoris, rubbed your labia, and sometimes touched your dark pubic hair. Each time our genitals joined, I was ecstatic. I lay on your soft back, increasing the speed of my thrusts, and your hole began to secrete fluid that flowed down to your thighs. Faced with your friend's close physical contact, your flushed cheeks and trembling lower body indicated you were already very excited. After a long period of intertwining, I suddenly stopped and pushed you to your bedroom bed. I lay down: 'You be on top!' Women are often shy when on top, so this shifts the dynamic from one of rape to the other. Your initiative was very stimulating for me. You hesitated for a long time because this position, with your buttocks spread open, was shameful, and this probably wasn't your first time doing this. After a moment of hesitation, you slowly straddled my legs, grabbed my penis with one hand, and spread your labia with the other, squatting down to bring your buttocks close to my thighs. You positioned yourself and sat down… 'Mmm…!' A breathtaking scene unfolded, two people staring wide-eyed at each other. You rested your hands on my shoulders, swaying your hips and making a series of soft, wet movements as you stroked my penis, your breasts bouncing before my eyes—a truly erotic sight. I held your waist, my penis sensing your different reactions to the depth of different positions. "So you like this position!" "No!" Having once longed to spend a night with the one I'd admired for so long, I was now completely satisfied. I thrust upwards even harder, the sight of your large breasts swaying from below was incredibly stimulating. The wet, wet sounds had me on the edge of my seat. "Oh! Qi!" My lingering desire seemed to move you; as the pleasure intensified, the physical impact was almost overwhelming your senses. I lifted myself up and held you in the missionary position. Our warm bodies and sweat made us both silently give our all. I increased the speed of my thrusts into your vagina, my hands constantly caressing your full buttocks and thighs, placing one of your legs on my shoulder for more stimulating movements. All of this raised your body temperature. 'Oh! Oh! Oh! Qi…!' 'Ah…!' Your vaginal muscles tightened, the rapid contractions making me feel you were about to climax. 'I love you, my Qi! Oh—!' 'You pig! Ah—ah——ah—!' "You've reached your climax. I held you tight, my waist pressed against your genitals, and ejaculated my white semen into my beloved Qi's hole... You collapsed on top of me, the afterglow of passion making our chests pound. 'I love you, Qi, thank you for everything.' 'Go to hell.'"

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