【Pretty Girl】(01-02) Author: Unknown

Author: Unknown
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(1)

I knelt quietly under the narrow desk, facing the office chair, like a little dog with my arms outstretched, sitting on
my lap, my head resting on the bottom of the desk. About an hour passed, my feet started to go numb, and I was a little tired, so
I put my elbows on the ground, lay on the ground, pressed my face against the back of my hands, shifted my weight forward, and gently straightened my legs. The numbness and tingling
immediately subsided. When my nose was close to the floor, I took a deep breath. There was no smell, but in my
hallucination, I seemed to smell a fragrance like orchids.

This room was in the executive office area of the Libin Hotel, on the second basement floor. There were no windows inside, so I didn't dare turn on the light. It was pitch black
all around , and the exhaust fan hummed as I waited in loneliness. Counting the time, it should be almost 8:30
.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a key turning. I nervously looked up and knelt down. The door opened, letting in the hallway light
. Then I heard two crisp clicks of high heels on the floor, followed by a light switch on the room lights. My vision
brightened slightly, but my field of vision didn't improve much. I was kneeling under a desk surrounded on three sides.
In front of me was a chair with U-shaped legs. The seat was just a head lower than the bottom of the keyboard drawer
(I'd measured this many times), and the chair's width was only slightly narrower than the space under the desk.
Now the chair seat was under the desk, and the high back blocked my view. The door closed again.
I heard the sound of a handbag being thrown on the desk, followed by the rustling of clothes being changed. Then I heard high heels approaching, the chair being dragged
out, and white jeans tightly hugging two long, slender legs appearing before me. Then, my hand was
kicked, but very lightly. "You're here, hehe," a silvery laugh rang out. "Woof woof," I responded.
"So, they were checking if I was here," I thought.

The person who had been laughing ignored me and sat back down in her chair. I saw her upper body, up to her shoulders; her
black blazer accentuated her slender waist and high breasts. On her left chest was a small
employee ID badge with a color portrait of a pretty face. Below the photo were the
words : "Zhang Liang, Human Resources Department."

Zhang Liang sat in the chair in front of me, then moved her hips forward, her legs extending from my shoulders. She unbuckled
her belt , slightly raised her hips, and I quickly grabbed her waistband and pulled her pants down to her knees. The crotch
covered my face. I ducked down and crawled up to her crotch, her warm and soft thighs pressing against my cheeks.
Before me was a lush, fragrant field...

I couldn't help but take a deep breath. A strange fragrance filled my senses, as if my
soul had left my body. Just as I was enjoying the moment, I felt my face being squeezed tightly by her thighs. I quickly reached
behind , found Zhang Liang's high heels, gently took them off, then grabbed her pant legs and pulled her pants
down. I then spread my hands out on the ground.

Zhang Liang first took out a black suit, pulled her feet back from my shoulders, slipped them inside, and placed them in my
hands . She then lifted the suit and leaned forward to stand up. I watched as the suit slowly rose, covering her pubic area until
it reached her waist. Zhang Liang fastened the waistband and pulled the hem up again. When her pubic area reappeared in front of my nose,
I couldn't resist any longer. I tilted my head back, stretching my neck as far as I could, trying to reach it with my mouth, but my hands were under her feet, and I
almost missed.

"Right away, right away, help me put on my shoes first," Zhang Liang said, sitting back in her chair and placing her feet on my shoulders.
I quickly took out her high heels and helped her put them on.

With a "click," her high heels hit the ground, and Zhang Liang stood up, straightening her back. She parted her legs slightly and said to me,
"Come on, sweetie." I quickly crawled off the table, pounced on her crotch, tilted my head back, opened my mouth wide, and took her petals in. My tongue slowly traced the path of her flower. The salty taste made my mouth water, and I swallowed hard. Looking up, Zhang Liang's black skirt blocked my view. Zhang Liang gently stroked my hair with one hand, pulling my head up close to her genitals. With her other hand, she pressed down on the hem of her skirt, which had been flipped up at her waist. Smiling, she looked down into my eyes and said, "No rush, sweetie, it's all yours." As she spoke, she stepped her feet over my shoulders, clamped my face between her thighs, and pushed my head against her genitals, asking, "Are you ready?" I quickly wrapped my arms around Zhang Liang's legs, hugged her waist, opened my mouth as wide as possible, pressed my nose against her pubic hair, and thrust my tongue deep inside before pulling it back, remaining still. Zhang Liang smiled again at my expectant eyes, lowered her hand, and as her skirt covered my eyes, the warm liquid shot onto my tongue, making a "sizzling" sound. The faint taste of ammonia slowly filled my mouth, satisfying the deepest desires of my soul. Before I could even savor it, I swallowed repeatedly in small, blissful sips. Although I wanted to hold the warmth in my mouth and savor it , I knew that only by keeping my mouth empty could Zhang Liang release more comfortably. Besides, if I held too much in my mouth, it would easily spill out when I swallowed, staining Zhang Liang's clothes; Zhang Liang clearly trusted me completely. Standing there, while feeding me urine, she opened her handbag, took out the USB drive and other office supplies, placed them on the table, and then picked up the air conditioner remote. She turned on the air conditioner, and then, as she was about to bend down to turn on the computer, she suddenly remembered that she was still working, so she gave up. With her left hand, she lifted the hem of the skirt covering my face, looking at me with affection as I closed my eyes to enjoy the moment. With her right hand, she gently patted my head and said, "Good girl, you must be so thirsty. Don't worry, it's all yours, all yours." The stream of urine went from thick to thin, and then to a few drops. I quickly stopped swallowing and waited. Sure enough, Zhang Liang's lower abdomen contracted, and another small stream of urine shot onto my tongue. The tingling sensation made my whole throat itch. This time, I held the urine in my mouth and slowly tasted it. Because my mouth and her genitals were still tightly connected, no one could smell the urine . The liquid in my mouth had a faint salty and bitter taste. Once I got used to this taste a long time ago, it had always fascinated me. I carefully swallowed the liquid in my mouth, smacked my lips hard to dry my saliva, and then put my lips inside her labia , slightly opening them to suck hard on her urethra and vulva. Then I stuck out my tongue and licked the remaining liquid inside deeply. "Phew~" Zhang Liang let out a long breath: "Feeding you is such a pleasure." "It 's a pleasure for me too," I thought to myself.

"Okay, that's enough, I'll give you some more to drink later." After Zhang Liang finished speaking, she stepped back, pressed my head against her genitals, kicked
my leg, and took a step forward. I quickly knelt back under the table, pulled the chair to the table, and she flipped down her skirt,
covering my face inside. My face was then tightly held between her warm thighs. Then she
sat down , wrapped her legs around my shoulders and put them on my back, patted my head and said, "You worked the night shift yesterday, so
give your sister a good licking. If you get tired, you can sleep here for a while." After saying that, she pulled out the keyboard drawer, covered the protruding
part under her skirt, and started working. Meanwhile, I was passionately licking and sucking her soft genitals between her thighs.
The scent under her skirt made me feel intoxicated and ecstatic, and I was completely unaware of where I was.

(2)

I met Zhang Liang when I was a freshman. She was two years older than me. She studied hotel management,
while I was in the electronics department. I had a crush on her and pursued her for a long time, but she always treated me like a younger brother. I called her "Pretty Sister,"
but she always called me "Little Darling." She often teased me about the love letters I wrote to her, pinching my cheek and telling me to be shy. However, she also
enjoyed being with me, saying that I was innocent yet cunning, humorous yet sincere. She said that if it weren't for my
young age, she would definitely fall in love with me. I said angrily, "I'm young, but I'm not invincible." She
laughed and patted my head, "Yeah, right, but no matter how much you grow up, you're still younger than me."

In my sophomore year, Zhang Liang started an off-campus internship and rented a place there. Our relationship grew closer, and
I often went to her place to hang out whenever I had time. When she got her paycheck, she would ask me to go out and have some fun with her. One day, I went to
her place to play computer games. She was wearing a light blue long dress and hanging clothes on the balcony. I casually chatted
with her, saying, "Hey sis, you're not getting any younger, and I don't even have a brother-in-law yet. Why don't
you just give in to me?" She smiled and said, "Sure, but you're not as old as me, so you should be the one giving in to me."

I quickly said, "That's fine too."

She said, "Okay, sweetie, come here, wag your tail."

... "I'm not a puppy."

"If you were a puppy, I'd let you follow me around forever."

Just as we were joking, I suddenly heard her cry out, "Ah!" I turned to look at her and saw her holding a jacket,
looking down at me from the balcony. She asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, the clothesline fell down."

"Ah, great! Quick, quick, see if Master Ximen is watching you from downstairs, Sister-in-law Wu!

" "You..." Zhang Liang pretended to be angry. "I was wrong, I was wrong," I quickly apologized with a grin. "
Come help me hang it up," Zhang Liang said. "Yes, ma'am."

I ran to the balcony and found that I couldn't reach it. I'm 176 cm tall, and she's 168 cm tall. I'm not much taller than her.
So I turned over and climbed onto the balcony railing, preparing to stand on the railing to hang it up. "Do you want to die? This is the 8th floor!" Zhang
Liang grabbed my ear and dragged me down.

"What can we do? It's so high, even Master Ximen can't reach it. I told you to buy a good wife already, someone who can gently pull it up
and hang the clothes on by herself. How about this, you be my good wife, and I'll go downstairs to get the clothesline for you.

" "Are you done yet? Squat down."

"What? Are you asking me to stretch out my front paws again?"

"Stop talking nonsense, today I'll make you my good wife." Zhang Liang said, pressing me down to squat,
lifting her long skirt, and straddling my shoulders, saying, "Up."

When Zhang Liang's thighs were close to my face through her skirt, my heart suddenly raced. It seemed we had gone too far with our joke today.
I held her slender legs, supporting her as she stood up steadily. She finished hanging the clothes, smiled, and said, "Hmm,
today I'll let my little brother be my servant under your skirt."

I said, "Come on, no way. Besides, I'm just standing below your skirt, not under it."

"So how do we calculate it? How about this?" Zhang Liang finished speaking, pulled up her skirt with her hand, and "whoosh," it
covered my head. In an instant, my world changed. Sunlight shone through the pale blue skirt,
and everything around me was a dreamlike hazy blur. The warm thighs on either side of my cheeks were as white as jade, exuding a girlish fragrance. Zhang Liang
's weight seemed to disappear. An indescribable feeling rose in my heart, very familiar, very intimate, as if it were
the place where my soul was buried in a past life.

Zhang Liang suddenly became quieter, and said above my head, "Go in."

I helped Zhang Liang into the room. She casually lowered the curtains of the French windows. At this moment, I was still out of my body, not
knowing what to do, so I just stood there holding her.

At this moment, Zhang Liang lifted her skirt, and I looked up at her. I found her looking down at me, a hint of shyness on her face,
but her eyes were full of deep affection.

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