A 31-year-old female colleague joined the team.

After the Lunar New Year, a 31-year-old female colleague joined my department. A college graduate, she was cheerful, lively, hardworking, and quick to learn. However, her manner of speaking didn't quite fit the image of a highly educated woman, and her overall demeanor was lacking. She was about 158 cm tall, wore thick glasses, and wasn't particularly pretty; she looked about five years older than her actual age. Her figure was average, but her legs were remarkably well-proportioned—not long, but with evenly proportioned calves and thighs. This was the only part of her that made me want to look at her more than once. Whenever she wore a short dress or skirt, I would constantly steal glances at her legs. I even had fantasies about touching them; I wished my wife had legs like that, and I would lick them every day. Then, in mid-August, one day, a client of mine in Chiayi City experienced a data corruption on their computer. While I was preparing some recovery tools, my supervisor suddenly said he was handing the client over to her and asking her to come with me to understand the client's system and to train her on system maintenance and tool usage for that type of machine. Around 9:30, we drove my car at breakneck speed towards Chiayi. We chatted and laughed along the way, and I was secretly delighted, thinking I was in for a treat. She was wearing a thin white long-sleeved shirt paired with a short, narrow yellow skirt. The skirt had a row of buttons down the front, with the last button extending about 5 centimeters to the hem, giving the impression of a slight slit – incredibly alluring. Sitting in my car, the skirt revealed her snow-white legs even more. She sometimes crossed her legs, sometimes kept them together, and perhaps tired from the long journey, she occasionally opened them, revealing almost her entire leg. It made me have impure thoughts; I longed to slip my right hand into the slit of her skirt and caress those snow-white legs. When we arrived at the client's place, we worked very diligently. She studied even harder. Southern summers are so rainy; the weather was sunny when we left in the morning, but around noon, the sky suddenly darkened, and a torrential downpour began. We were so busy whispering to each other that we didn't realize it was raining heavily outside. Around 2 PM, after finishing our task, the rain was still pouring down. Since the parking lot was about half a kilometer away and we didn't have any rain gear, we discussed some issues and chatted with the client. About half an hour later, the rain almost stopped, so we said goodbye to the client and headed towards the parking lot. When we were about 50 meters away, it suddenly started raining heavily again. There was nowhere to take shelter, so we ran as fast as we could to the car. By then, we were both soaked to the bone. To make matters worse, as soon as we got into the car, the rain suddenly stopped again. We grabbed handkerchiefs and dried ourselves off, complaining incessantly about the weather. We were completely soaked from head to toe, especially her shirt, which clung to her body and became almost transparent. I could easily see her underwear, a white lace top. Her normally unremarkable breasts now appeared firm and full. Through her wet shirt, the snow-white skin of her upper body was revealed, and her short, yellow skirt was so soaked that her red panties were visible underneath. So, while driving, I glanced sideways at her entire body, and soon my penis slowly hardened, bulging my pants. Blood began to rush through my body, and I felt hot all over, no longer feeling the cold of the car's air conditioning. But not long after we left the client's company, it started pouring rain again. Even with the wipers on full blast, we couldn't see the road clearly, so we slowly pulled over to the side of the road to chat and wait for the rain to subside before heading back to Kaohsiung. As it turned out, the rain was torrential and had been pouring for half an hour without any sign of letting up. We were both soaked, and the air conditioning was making her shiver, so we had to turn it off. After about ten or twenty minutes, she started complaining of a headache because of the stuffy car. We'd been in the car for almost an hour, but the rain showed no signs of letting up, and the roads were starting to flood. We felt like a boat adrift in a vast ocean, and we began to get scared. Suddenly, I saw a motel not far ahead and suggested we take shelter there and have some hot tea. Whether it was because we travel frequently for work and were used to motels, or because she wasn't feeling well and wanted a place to rest, she immediately agreed. Upon entering the motel, the room was tastefully decorated. The floor was walnut wood, and the walls were decorated in white, creating a romantic French atmosphere. There were bedside tables on either side of the bed, each with a classic, gilded, dimmable lamp. On the left table were pens, paper, and a condom. The wall behind the bed and the ceiling above it were covered with square, dark-colored glass mirrors, each about 10 centimeters in diameter. Opposite the bed was a large mirror, in front of which was a low cabinet with a 32-inch television on it. To the left was a dressing table with a large mirror. To the right of the bed was an electric massage chair. Next to the bathroom door was a water dispenser with two packets of mocha coffee, a packet of oolong tea, and a packet of scented tea. As soon as I entered the room, the air conditioning was very strong, and she rushed into the bathroom to take a hot shower. I sat on the chair at the dressing table, soaking wet, watched a news report, and then, feeling shivering, went to the water dispenser to make myself a cup of hot tea. When I reached the bathroom door, the frosted glass was partially wet, and I could vaguely see her washing inside and her blurry body. My gaze was fixed on her, almost as if my eyes were trying to pierce the glass. I slowed my movements and asked, "Hui, would you like coffee or tea?" "What kind of coffee?" she asked while running the water. "Mocha." "No, what kind of tea do you have?" "Oolong and scented tea." "I'll have scented tea, thank you," she said, continuing to rinse. I slowly watched her shower through the frosted glass while brewing my tea. After a while, the sound of the water stopping stopped. I quickly took two cups of tea back to the vanity and sat down to watch TV. She came out of the bathroom, and my eyes widened even more. She carried her clothes in her hands, wearing only a towel around her neck. Having been colleagues for so long, besides her beautiful legs, I had never noticed how alluring her skin was beneath her clothes—snow-white and delicate. The bath towel was wrapped from her chest down to just below her buttocks, her two pink legs almost completely exposed before me. My eyes and mouth gaped open; her snow-white, delicate skin was so alluring, it made my mouth water. I wanted to devour her whole. She kept nagging me as we walked: "Hurry, hurry, go take a hot shower so you don't catch a cold." After drinking a few sips of hot tea, I continued to stare at her body as I walked towards the bathroom. She noticed my lecherous gaze and her face immediately turned red. She made a token attempt to cover herself and snapped at me: "What are you looking at? Haven't you seen this before? Your wife has everything I have. What's so interesting? Can't you go home and look at your wife?" I turned back at the bathroom door and replied humorously. "My wife's figure can't compare to yours, you're prettier." "Heh...heh...heh...anyway, might as well look, I don't have to pay." She yelled angrily, "Ugh...pervert, wait till I gouge your eyes out!" She grabbed a pillow and threw it at me. I immediately closed the bathroom door. While showering, my mind was filled with every image of her I'd just seen, and my penis was so hard it felt like it was about to explode. So I stood under the showerhead, stroking it as I showered. My penis was throbbing, veins bulging, and it was about to burst if I didn't let it release. Thinking about making love to her, I stroked my penis with my right hand, but after a long time, I still couldn't bring myself to ejaculate. I guess I need a big, wet hole to dry me off. I followed his example, wrapped in a bath towel and wringing out my clothes as I walked out of the bathroom. I felt my penis bulging against the towel. She was lying on the electric massage chair, constantly playing with the remote control, changing functions, oblivious to my bulge. She had already taken clothes hangers from the closet and hung them out to dry. I also hung my clothes on the wall, wherever possible, and turned the air conditioning to its strongest setting to absorb the moisture. She took a pillow from the bed, hugged it, and lay down on the massage chair, saying she wanted to sleep there and that I should sleep in bed to recharge and be energetic for driving home. When she took off her glasses, I realized how beautiful she was. Her face had been hidden by those glasses all along; I hadn't known there was such a beauty in the office. How could I sleep with such beauty before me, unless I had a vagina to fuck? I turned towards her, and she suddenly asked me seriously if I had ever brought women to such places. I confessed that I had brought my girlfriend there before before we got married.Then, her voice choked with emotion, she revealed that she had recently discovered her husband taking a female colleague to a hotel. The colleague was unmarried, and her husband had been hiding this from her for over six months. In her emotional outburst, she grabbed a pillow she was holding and threw it at me, it flew onto the floor of the dressing table, yelling, "You filthy men, go to hell!" Then she burst into tears. Startled by this sudden outburst, I jumped out of bed and sat there for a long time before calming down. I wrapped a towel around her head, picked up the pillow, and took it back to her. She was still lying on the massage chair, sobbing with her hands over her face. I knelt beside her, comforting her with pity. She dropped the pillow she had just taken, turned to face me, hugged my head, and cried again. My cheek was pressed tightly against hers, my face directly facing her body. Her tears had already wet my face, and I didn't know how to comfort her. Then I noticed that her towel had been slightly loosened, revealing two full, white breasts almost completely exposed before my eyes, her left nipple peeking out from under the towel. I didn't know what she was hysterically saying, but my eyes were already secretly lifting her towel, caressing her breasts; looking down, I saw that her earlier struggle had caused her thighs to spread slightly, and with the towel open, her thighs were almost completely exposed. My God! She wasn't wearing underwear, and I could see that her pubic hair was as thick as a bush, making my blood boil, my veins throbbing, rushing straight to my brain and my huge penis. Someone once told me that a woman's thick pubic hair indicates strong lust, and this slut in front of me had been hiding it from me for almost half a year. Only today did I realize that I couldn't miss this golden opportunity. I was going to fuck her hard. My head started spinning, and my penis was as long, thick, and hard as a telephone pole. If I didn't fuck her today, I probably wouldn't be able to explain it to my brother. Driven by lust, I boldly put my right hand around her back, first stroking her through the towel, while scolding her husband and praising her gentleness, teaching her how to deal with the future, and offering to help her without hesitation if she needed it. Every word was touching, slowly winning her heart. After she let her guard down, I slowly slipped my hand under the towel and stroked her back. She was like a pitiful puppy, letting me comfort her. After winning her heart, she hugged my head even tighter. I estimated that the time was right, so I considerately asked her to lie down on the bed and cover herself with a blanket so she wouldn't catch a cold. She said she was exhausted and couldn't get up, and wanted to continue lying in the massage chair. Without asking her consent, I wrapped my left arm around her neck, slipped my right hand behind her legs, and lifted her up. She resisted slightly, half-pushing and half-yielding, her resistance causing the towel to loosen further. When I carried her to the bed, I deliberately tripped and fell down with her. My head landed right on her large breasts—it felt wonderful. She quickly and gently slapped my head with her right hand. I looked up and was right in front of her, face to face. She was truly beautiful, like a fairy from another world. She blushed shyly, and we were both suddenly embarrassed for a few seconds. Her face was flushed as she apologized to me, saying, "I'm sorry, you're so good to me, I shouldn't have hit you... um... um..." I couldn't wait for her to finish speaking, so I covered her mouth with mine and sucked on her mouth hard. She tried her best to break free, and several times my tongue tried to break through her lips, but she kept her mouth tightly closed and refused to let me in. She pushed my head away forcefully and immediately took several deep breaths, as if she was about to suffocate. After she finished breathing, I climbed on top of her, pressing my entire body against hers, rendering her immobile. Like a forceful man taking control, I took her left breast into my mouth, while my left hand kneaded her right. Her breasts weren't large, but her skin was delicate and elastic. She tried to push me away, her mouth constantly whimpering, "No...no...you can't do this..." I ignored her protests and brazenly sucked and licked her large breasts alternately, my hands kneading her nipples. Soon, they hardened from my sucking and kneading, and her resistance weakened. I then used my engorged, hammer-like penis to press against her vulva through the two bath towels. "Ah...ah...no...no...don't...don't..." My mouth left hers, licking and scraping all over her body. Her body responded to my tenderness, beginning to writhe. Just then, the "Love Story" music started playing from the room's stereo, adding a touch of romance to our love nest.I licked her almost entirely, covering her with my saliva, especially her jade-like legs, which I had always dreamed of. Today, I could finally lick them to my heart's content. Finally, my tongue reached the vulva of this slut, which was already overflowing with lustful fluids. I touched it a few times with the tip of my nose, taking deep breaths of her scent, which fueled my growing heat. This heat surged through my entire body, rushing to my penis, making every vein bulge. "Mmm...mmm...give me...lick...me..." Just as I expected, this slut began to demand her lust from me. My mouth was pressed against her vulva, forcefully sucking her nectar. "Ah...ah...good...good...beautiful...so...comfortable..." She gripped the sheets with both hands, moaning loudly. After sucking it dry, I used my tongue to gently lick her labia majora, and she began to moan with pleasure. "Ah... Brother Li... Brother... Brother... So... beautiful... So... good..." "Lick... Faster... I want... Brother... Brother's... tongue... Quickly... Use... your... tongue... to... violate... me..." Her vaginal fluid gushed out in larger quantities, rushing towards my face. I then gently bit her labia majora, minora, and clitoris with my teeth, making her cry out in pain and itchiness: "Ah... Ah... Beautiful... Beautiful... to death... Brother... Sister... Sister... Beautiful... to death..." "Oh... How... so... comfortable... I... want... want... a lot... a lot... give... me... a little... Brother Li..." I sped up and focused on her clitoris, scraping and licking it up and down and back and forth without stopping for a second. Suddenly, she grabbed my head tightly with both hands and pushed me against her body. My face was buried in her vaginal opening, and I couldn't breathe through my nose. I kept licking and scraping her. Her body convulsed, her eyes rolled back, and she screamed violently, "Ah...ah...ah...brother...brother...I...I...I...die...sister...is...going...to...lose...I...love...you...I..." She was like a raging flood, and a large amount of her vaginal fluid gushed onto my face like a torrent. I immediately collapsed onto the bed, and I continued to lick her until the last drop of fluid came out before I stopped. She groaned, almost breathless: "Brother... dear brother... brother... your... tongue... is... so... amazing... so... powerful... I... I... have... never... felt... so... good..." After resting for about twenty minutes, she told me to lie down on the bed. She got up, still limp, and lay on top of me, beginning to offer her tongue skills. She kept sucking on my nipples, gently biting them with her teeth. My nipples hardened, and my hands kept rubbing her breasts and caressing her vulva. Then her tongue licked from my chest all the way down to my crotch, sucking, licking, and biting all over my body, making me feel incredibly itchy. She stopped at my crotch, looking intently at my throbbing, veiny penis, and gently caressing my testicles with her right hand. My uncontrollable lust urged her: "Hui... hurry... give me... give me your mouth." She unceremoniously grabbed my penis with her left hand and rubbed it, saying: "My big cock brother, your cock is so big, your little sister likes it, let me comfort it first," she said, and then she took my penis into her mouth and moved it up and down. Her mouth was amazing, she kept stirring my penis with her tongue, gently biting it with her teeth, sucking and licking it, making me feel ecstatic. My whole penis was in her mouth, the glans was right against her throat, and she even used the muscles of her throat to squeeze my glans. "Ah...ah...what...kung fu...ah...so good...so good...harder...harder...suck..." I was sucking and I was gasping for breath. She then licked and scraped my testicles with her tongue. Her tongue was so hot, it felt so good on my testicles. She also kept stroking my penis with both hands in turn. "Ah...ah...Hui...sister...sister...brother...brother...want...want...your...cunt..." "No...can't...tease...anymore...I want...to...fuck...you...fuck...your...big...cunt..." "Brother, does it feel good?" "It feels good...your...mouth...is...powerful...to...my...cock...can't...take...it...anymore...quick...quick...let...me...fuck...you..." She got up and squatted on my crotch, her left hand pressing on my stomach, her right hand holding my penis, I placed it at the entrance of her vagina and eagerly thrust upwards, my entire penis immediately engulfing her flesh, reaching straight to the bottom. She cried out and sat on top of me, starting to rock her hips. Her hands gripped mine, rocking her faster and faster like rowing a boat. Then I released her hands, grabbed her breasts, and rubbed and kneaded them. "Beautiful...beautiful...ah...brother...brother...big...cock...brother...brother...you...penetrate...my...heart...I...love...ah..." "You...are...better...than...my...husband...to...fuck...me..." "Do you want... me to be your big-cocked husband..." "Yes... yes... so good... so good..." Her technique was top-notch. One moment she was half-squatting, her entire body's fleshy hole sucking and releasing my cock. I cooperated with her movements, forcefully thrusting my cock upwards. "Oh, baby... big cock... husband... so good... so comfortable... my... soul... is... going... to... fly... going... to... fly..." A moment later she sat on me, her entire hips rotating 360 degrees, letting my cock churn inside her hole, the glans rubbing tightly deep inside her uterus. She moaned wildly, "Mmm... ah... beautiful... ah... so beautiful..." "Brother... brother... husband... I... love... you... love... your... cock... so much... I... feel... good..." Her juices flowed continuously along my cock with her movements, my pubic hair was like a swamp submerged in her juices. I told her to stop, kneel on the edge of the bed, and slightly raise her buttocks. I stood below the bed, holding her buttocks with my left hand and my right hand gripping my penis, inserting it between her legs. I first rubbed it up and down on her vulva, and she cried out, "Brother... hurry... put... it... in..." "Hurry... feed... my... sister... hole... with... your... big... sausage..." I aimed at her wet opening and thrust hard, my entire penis disappearing into her cunt. "Ah... good... good... big... penis... hurry..." "...Quick...pull...me...insert...me...fuck...me..." "Is my sausage...big...good...enough...to...satisfy...you...ah..." "Yes...yes...good...big...good...long...good...thick...to...satisfy...me...full...full...use...force...ah...fuck...ah..." I gripped her waist tightly with both hands, thrusting wildly, fucking her for about 40 minutes. This slut kept having orgasms, but she didn't beg for mercy, still cooperating with my fucking. If it were my wife, she would have knelt down and begged for mercy long ago. "My...dear...brother...sister...needs...you...needs...your...big...cock...husband...to...let...you...do...it...for...a...lifetime...you...are...my...husband......" Her legs were already overflowing with fluid, her chest heaving with rapid breathing, and her large breasts swaying with the movement. "Ah...ah...so...so...so stimulating...ah..." I suddenly felt a tingling sensation all over my body, ninilu.Dom, being the most professional, made his penis even harder, thrusting more fiercely, a stream of heat shooting straight into her vagina. "Ah...ah...sister...sister...I want...I...I'm...coming...to...give...my...children...all...to...you...to...you..." Hearing my roar and feeling the force of the heat from my penis, she cried out nervously, "Ah...ah...so good...so good...ah...no...no...can't...can't...shoot...inside...it...will...have...children...ah...ah..." She tried to escape my semen, but I quickly held her tightly, not letting her break free. She struggled desperately, and finally some semen shot into her vagina, while some was spilled onto her thighs and the sheets. Exhausted, I collapsed onto the bed, and she quickly went to the bathroom to wash her vagina, nervously trying to wash all my semen out. After showering, she collapsed exhausted beside me, holding me tightly as she fell fast asleep. A while later, the phone rang; the front desk staff were urging us to close. The rain outside had stopped, so we went to the bathroom together for another shower. Our clothes were dried by the warmth of the room and the afterglow of our encounter. After getting dressed, we drove home. On the way, we kept reminiscing about our passionate encounter, each comparing it to our other partners, and drove easily towards Kaohsiung.

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